As his voice fell, where his feet touched the ground, the concrete floor materialized, spreading out from him towards Zhou Wei.
In an instant, it was as if an empty hall had appeared.
"There are load-bearing columns here."
One by one, thick reinforced concrete load-bearing columns sprouted up, increasingly resembling the underground parking lot they had entered earlier.
With his eyes closed, he walked step by step. As his voice continued to echo, the three-story parking lot, including the various pipes and doors above, began to materialize.
Apart from the absence of cars, the layout here now had no difference from a real-world underground parking lot.
"What I’m saying is all true."
With Fake Mo Zhicheng’s last sentence, the walls and columns, which still looked somewhat new and smooth like textures, aged as if eroded by time, eventually becoming indistinguishable from a real underground parking lot.
Moreover, this place was filled with a sense of desolation, decay, and deathly stillness.
Fake Mo Zhicheng opened his eyes, looked at everything, and smiled.
He had finally felt it. He had completed the final stretch of his job change journey.
He had constructed a Domain that truly existed, and it was a second-class Domain.
He had tried many places. Only here had he successfully used the lay of the land to construct a Domain. It was a small house, only about ten square meters, and he hadn’t even successfully constructed its boundaries—opening the door led to nothingness.
Entering here wasn’t like entering an ordinary Domain. One could only access it with the help of that dark Deep Sea.
Only he could sense its existence, and only he could come here.
Now, he had finally added the last piece of the puzzle, taking a shortcut to construct a second-class Domain based on the current world—a real, existing second-class Domain.
The job change was successful.
His profession had now become a True Architect.
Whatever I say or think, whatever I construct, becomes reality.
He looked at his own arm.
"My left arm is covered with black scales as tough as white steel, and what I say is true."
The next moment, fine, interlocking scales appeared on his arm. He reached out and casually scratched the nearby wall, easily leaving deep scratch marks. His movements weren’t greatly affected.
After a brief sensation, he shook his head.
There was actually a duration. With the ability he had just obtained from his successful job change, such changes couldn’t become permanent, long-term transformations. They could only last for a little over thirty hours.
He dissipated the transformation, and his arm returned to normal. After thinking for a moment, he muttered another sentence.
"I can turn into a White-haired Zombie while still retaining a clear consciousness, and this is true."
The next moment, fine white hair emerged on his body, and in a flash, he became a White-haired Zombie. The white hair, like a steel brush, could scrape large amounts of powder off concrete walls when it brushed against them.
This time, the duration was even shorter, lasting only three hours.
He dispelled this state once more and took out a rimless pair of Glasses.
"Turn into a half-rimmed pair of Glasses, and this sentence is true."
He watched the rimless Glasses change shape and sensed carefully. This simple transformation didn’t affect their intrinsic Power, which meant it could become a true reality, existing permanently.
He put on the half-rimmed Glasses and soon transformed into the appearance of Zhang Fan. The minor alteration in appearance didn’t affect the wondrous item’s own Power at all.
He smiled, took off the Glasses, turned back to take a final look at the newly created Domain, and left.
If nothing unexpected happened, he would never return to this Domain. It was also unlikely to be discovered by anyone else.
Now, it was time for him to do the next thing.
To find the Soul Devouring Beast, gain control over it, and then pursue the authenticity he desired.
Wen Yan was still practicing his boxing. The practice seemed to have become instinctive, as his mind had already drifted elsewhere, filled with thoughts on how to find the object mentioned in the hints.
After completing a set of boxing moves, he faintly sensed a disturbance in the Yin Qi, which brought his mind back.
Looking back towards the row of houses, he saw the gate of Old Zhao’s villa open, and the five unruly brothers jostled each other as they came out.
"I told you he’s annoyed and busy."
"Exactly, he doesn’t have time to bother with you guys."
"You lot have no sense, just like Old Zhao, only know how to eat."
"Eat, eat, eat, always wanting white-cut chicken."
"Would you die if you went a week without white-cut chicken?!"
The five unruly brothers continued to bicker as they stepped out into the open.
Regaining his senses, Wen Yan watched the five brothers and smiled.
"Is it the weekend already? Sorry, I’ve been rather busy these past two days, I forgot. I’ll order some white-cut chicken for you now."
Upon hearing this, the five brothers felt a bit embarrassed.
"We just got a craving."
"We know you’re busy, we’re not in a hurry."
"Right, right, tomorrow is fine."
"Your matters are more important; we can go without eating."
Wen Yan’s thoughts were drawn back. He decided to stop practicing boxing. He was feeling a bit hungry himself and reckoned everyone else must be too. It was a good time to order some takeout.
"Just wait a moment."
He returned inside. The Little Zombie and Sparrow Cat were sitting in a row, looking at him with pitiful eyes. However, the two little ones were sensible and hadn’t bothered him before.
"We will be eating soon, don’t worry. On this phone, I’ve set up small-amount password-free payments. Next time you two are hungry or want to eat something and I’m not around, Sparrow Cat, you just order it yourself."