Chapter 1, If This Is Not a Dream

Dashboard and buttons

The relative position has never changed, and the spacecraft has not experienced the slightest tremor of flight, only a half-dead state of freezing and stillness

He used white "toothpaste" to mark numbers on all the buttons, pressing one each time he reached a point of despair that was unbearable

If that door has not yet been opened, he wishes to die there

The sound of blood dripping from his wrist onto the floor brought Lu Yuan a sense of pleasure. He stretched out his arms, allowing the wounds on either side to bleed more freely. This was the only different sound he had heard in what felt like an eternity. The dizziness caused by blood loss began to dominate his mind, and he struggled to lean against the wall to keep himself from collapsing. Although he knew that the wounds on his wrists would soon clot, he no longer had the courage to inflict a third cut.

... ...

One cannot see one's hand in front of one's face

This spaceship is extraordinarily large and ... ... dark

Unfortunately, there is nothing but the gradually extinguishing light

... ...

He walked with increasing determination

There is no sound of the engine, no noisy machinery operating, which can also be considered as good sound insulation in the room

This square button is very special, it must have a unique meaning... This red button is also very special, perhaps it will open something...

He always hints at himself in this way, and he constantly goes to open that door

There is nothing! There is nothing! There is nothing at all! No light has turned on anymore.

"Ah, how is that possible?" a neutral voice exclaimed, echoing from all directions. Immediately, the wall directly in front of Lu Yuan became increasingly transparent, revealing an image of a person composed of light, approximately 1.75 meters tall, with an indiscernible gender

On the third "day", he pressed button number 15, and yet another light went out. When he pressed it again, it did not turn on. After pressing all the buttons numbered from 1 to 15 once, the lights still did not turn on

On the panel, there are fourteen indicator lights still illuminated, some are orange-red, some are dim yellow, and some emit white light, which is the only source of light for Lu Yuan

He once walked several hundred meters to the other side of the dark hall, which was empty, with nothing but the sound of his footsteps, and he could not even find the wall opposite him. When he could no longer see the faint light behind him, he ran back. At first, when he gazed into the darkness ahead, Lu Yuan always felt that a fierce beast or evil spirit would suddenly leap out, which had once disturbed his sleep. But now, he sincerely hoped there was something else in that darkness, even if it were just a ghost.

Lu Yuan groped around, picked up his knife—a sharp piece of chair fragment—and then felt along the wall as he walked towards the door

I will slowly turn into a pile of white bones, how can I ensure that the skeleton does not fall?" Lu Yuan pressed his hands against the door, allowing blood to flow down through the cracks, and began to ponder this profound question. He was completely unaware that the door suddenly opened to both sides, revealing a gap that did not exist before, and then the door shrank to the sides like an elevator. Having lost too much blood and on the verge of fainting, Lu Yuan, just as he had anticipated, lunged forward.

In a distance of less than 300 meters, he has made countless round trips, and even complete darkness cannot deter him

"Well, fine. As your first summoner, certain privileges are permissible." The light being seemed to relax, quickly agreeing to Lu Yuan's request. Lu Yuan felt as if he could hear the sound of a hefty book closing; was it an illusion?

This button is yellow, oval-shaped, and looks very special

I... I... I am the Lord God. The Light Being seemed to rarely communicate with others, and after stumbling through several self-references, finally managed to articulate a complete sentence.

Fifth day

"Who are you?" Lu Yuan pressed down the joy in his heart and deliberately relaxed his body, sitting cross-legged on the floor, casually asking. He was truly afraid that he might accidentally scare the 'alien' away again. At this moment, it didn't matter if it looked like a 'person' or even an alien creature; Lu Yuan would take care of it and would not easily let it die. He could now clearly distinguish which was more terrifying: an alien or loneliness.

There is air and gravity here, and every day, apart from shouting loudly, he can also survive by consuming a type of white soft paste

What truly torments a person, preventing them from falling asleep, is that desperate silence

In the first month, he recorded the sequence of all the buttons, gradually becoming silent from the shouting. (In reality, there was no time, nor could the unit of months be calculated; this was merely a self-imposed setting by Lu Yuan to maintain human behavior)

Lu Yuan staggered towards the door, knowing that there would be no rescue here, nor any blood transfusions; he would ultimately fulfill his wish for self-termination. Thus, he hoped to die leaning against the door. If, in some distant future, someone were to open that door, he wished to leap out and startle them. This was his final wish, and in a daze, he smiled in self-indulgence, adjusting his posture to make a leap forward, resting against the door.

He pressed all the buttons once, he pressed the buttons again, he pressed all the buttons in reverse order, he jumped while pressing...

Instruments and buttons that seem to exist endlessly

Looking at the enormous panel in front of him, he felt like he was going insane. Is this damned place not an advanced spaceship that has surpassed Earth by hundreds of years? Why on earth is there still a control panel resembling a 1970s chemical workshop, damn it? Where is your quantum computer? Where is your holographic control panel? At the very least, give me a voice interface!

Lu Yuan could no longer remember how long it had been since he last spoke, the instinct of language began to fade away from him, and when he opened his mouth, he could only produce some meaningless syllables

Yes, this is an abandoned spaceship that is adrift in the vastness of the universe

There are no meteors, fragments, or dust passing by the window, one could still say that the universe is a damned emptiness

Lu Yuan knew that this was his own illusion; before that, there were many buttons that he considered particularly special

He fell asleep, unaware of how long it had been. When he awoke, he still did not know how much time had passed. He shouted loudly, frantically smashing the chair, like a trapped beast. Yet, he still did not touch the buttons on the control panel, which represented the last glimmer of hope in his darkness

I am the Lord God, and you are my summoner. You have died in your previous life, and there is no need to ask further; the answers will come in due time

In the third month, he confirmed another matter.

However, after he finally recalled that pitiful knowledge of space and marked each of the brighter stars on the window with that "toothpaste," he observed for a month, and the positions had never changed.

The Master God? It is merely a great sphere of light, orchestrating the reincarnators to experience one terrifying world after another, enabling them to grow stronger and evolve continuously, helping each other while also engaging in mutual slaughter, all for the sake of survival, the Master God? Lu Yuan, being a professional in the field of computing, found it quite normal to indulge in novels as a form of entertainment, and he was somewhat familiar with genres like infinite flow. Suddenly, he thought of something else and asked, "Am I summoned here by you? What does that make me in my original world? Missing? Why was I brought here? To put it bluntly, while I think I am not too bad, I still have some self-awareness. With my physique of 200 pounds and over a decade without exercise, entering the Master God space would be akin to sending me to my death!"

... ...

He waited for a long time, but nothing happened

We... we are not some great luminous sphere!" the light being retorted angrily

If everything were based on Lu Yuan's thoughts, he would not have come to this place. Therefore, without a doubt, he reluctantly woke up. In a smaller room, he lay on the floor, with nothing but four cracks in the wall not far away. No, in that larger room, at least there were chairs to sit on, to throw around, and buttons to practice permutations.

This "perhaps" is a massive spaceship, through the porthole one can see the faint starry sky and the endless darkness outside, unchanged regardless of the passage of time. For the science student Lu Yuan, it is not difficult to deduce certain facts, such as—he is not near any galaxy or star system. This is evident as all the visible stars appear dim, even less bright than those observed on a clear night on Earth, considering that they have to be viewed through the atmosphere.

The spacecraft is not flying

Thank you very much, I would also like to ask the esteemed deity to answer my previous question. Huh? Wait a moment, you mentioned the first summoner? So that means...

Magnitude is a unit of measurement for the brightness of celestial bodies, and the magnitude observed with the naked eye is referred to as the visual magnitude. Generally speaking, the brighter the observed target, the smaller the numerical value of the visual magnitude. The magnitude of the moon at full moon is -12.6, the brightest stars typically have a magnitude of 1, and the faintest stars visible to the naked eye have a magnitude of 6. In the current night sky, there are no stars with a magnitude greater than 2.

Well, we just haven't learned how to open the door yet

After adapting for a while, he recalled the scream he heard before losing consciousness and tentatively said aloud: "Come out! I see you!"

This is the third month since he crossed over

In the second month, he unraveled his coat into thin threads and tied them to the chair, then he pulled the threads to feel his way into the darkness. He walked along the wall and eventually returned to the position of the chair. He confirmed that this was a rectangular empty hall of approximately 400 square meters, and at the end of the hall, he found a door, a door that could not be opened. There was no handle, switch, or anything similar on it, only four gaps, one human height and half a human width, which led him to speculate that it was indeed a door.

This is the last light, and there is one final button

Originally, there were 15 lights. After Lu Yuan attempted to operate some buttons, he extinguished one light, and since then, he has not dared to touch that panel again

He found himself in a vast hall, devoid of any light or sound except for the indicator lights on the control panel in front of him. In front of the control panel were a dozen chairs—he had awakened on one of them—while the other chairs were also empty.

In the moment before he was knocked unconscious, Lu Yuan seemed to hear a scream, and thus he contentedly sank into darkness, no longer wishing to awaken

He exhausted every possible method, yet no matter whether he pushed, pulled, slid, kicked, head-butted, bit, or slammed his body against it, the door remained as immovable as the four cracks in the wall, damn that space technology! He couldn't even manage to extend a thin line through the crack of the door.

We will discuss the matter of servitude later. Are you the one who locked me in a dark room for months?! Even if it is some kind of trial, this is too much! I am willing to risk my life just to get a clear answer!

Thank heavens, there is a device here that is simple enough for Earthlings to understand—a hose extends into a transparent container resembling toothpaste, which has a button on top. Each time the button is pressed, it injects more than half a cup of "toothpaste" into the cup, which constitutes Lu Yuan's "daily" food. Due to the absence of time-measuring tools, the darkness and silence make time feel particularly prolonged, rendering the length of time indeterminate. However, within the scope of a "day," that hose will only dispense "toothpaste" once. Due to the absence of time-measuring tools, the darkness and silence make time feel particularly prolonged, rendering the length of time indeterminate. However, within the scope of a "day," that hose will only dispense "toothpaste" once.

Lu Yuan stared blankly at the instrument panels and buttons

Lu Yuan began to grow silent

When the button is pressed, the light goes out

That... that supreme deity, may I interrupt? Can we not speak in such a cumbersome manner? Your way of expression is overly... antiquated, and I find it unacceptable. Or shall we switch to a more universal mode of communication, one that allows me, a mere Earthling evolved from apes, to engage in smooth dialogue?

Thus, every day as the time approached, Lu Yuan would stand by the hose, pressing the milky white button repeatedly until food was dispensed. It was not out of hunger, although he had indeed lost over ten kilograms, but the feeling of hunger was not particularly strong. He stood by the button simply because this was the only part of the entire spaceship that would respond to his actions. When shouting into a room only results in echoes, and stepping into darkness still leads to darkness, the response of a button becomes invaluable. He stood by the button simply because this was the only part of the entire spaceship that would respond to his actions. When shouting into a room only results in echoes, and stepping into darkness still leads to darkness, the response of a button becomes invaluable

Indeed, I am the newly born Supreme Deity, and I am also the Lord whom you must serve for a lifetime

More and more lights have gone out and have never shone again, leading to an increasing darkness and despair

He sat up and saw that his wrist was wrapped in a layer of white substance that facilitated the healing of the wound, which looked just like the "toothpaste" he consumed daily. If there was anything that brought him joy here, it was the brightness. Indeed, there were no lights, but the walls, ceiling, and the floor beneath him all appeared translucent and milky white, emanating a soft glow. The light was not glaring, yet it illuminated every detail. In such all-encompassing illumination, not even a shadow would be cast. Indeed, there were no lights, but the walls, ceiling, and the floor beneath him all appeared translucent and milky white, emanating a soft glow. The light was not glaring, yet it illuminated every detail. In such all-encompassing illumination, not even a shadow would be cast.