HP: Alchemy? Nah, It's Crafting Chapter 386: 386: Yes, This World Is My Craft

"Just call Steve. As for what I do, you don't need to worry about that." Kasenhis slowly sat down on the soft sponge blocks.

"Oh... if that's the case, then could you, uh... send back up? Of course, not right now. Whenever you're done with your business is fine." Markus could also tell that Kasenhis was not a bad person. Otherwise, there was no way he would have saved him, much less chatted with him here, shaking hands and introducing himself.

Though he did feel like that self-introduction na definitely did not sound real.

But at the very least, it proved that he was safe for the mont.

Kasenhis smiled at Markus. "You were brave enough to jump into this giant chest yourself, so why are you suddenly thinking about getting out now?"

Markus's big face instantly turned red. After all, no matter how you looked at it, this whole thing really was his fault...

"Forget it. Once I finish dealing with what I need to handle right now, I'll naturally send you back out," Kasenhis shrugged and said.

"What is it that you need to deal with?" Markus also slowly sat down and asked.

"There's no need to use honorifics with ..." Kasenhis looked at the youthful Creator God before him, and wave after wave of goodwill rose in his heart. Even he could not explain why.

Maybe it was simply because the cheat ability he used was based on the world the other party had created. Or maybe it was sothing else...

"Forget it. If I can't figure it out, then there's no point thinking about it." Kasenhis shook his head and muttered softly.

"So what is it that you need to deal with right now?" Markus asked again.

"I want to create a small world here, but I don't know where to start."

The mont Kasenhis finished speaking, Markus answered decisively, "Start from beneath your feet."

Kasenhis raised an eyebrow. "You still need so planning, don't you?"

"This is your world. If sothing goes wrong, you can just tear it down and start over, right? What's there to plan? Are you trying to build another concrete pigeon cage outside the real world?" Markus looked at Kasenhis seriously, causing the latter to smack his lips.

"...Damn, Markus, you're absolutely right."

The next mont, the giant sponge hand beneath them instantly disappeared, and the world, apart from the two of them, returned once more to a state of complete void.

Fortunately, the magic power leaking from Kasenhis guided Markus, preventing him from falling.

Very quickly, with a loud thud, a stone block appeared before Kasenhis from nowhere. Then the entire world suddenly seed to co alive. Stone beca its skeleton, while dirt and grass beca its skin.

The two blocks spread outward in all directions like flowing water across a flat surface.

In less than a minute, an enormous floating island appeared beneath the two of them.

Imdiately afterward, Kasenhis used stone and snow to completely enclose the floating island, making sure the giants would not fall off.

With another thought, a massive pit instantly appeared at the center of the floating island. Clay, sand, and stone ford the foundation of the pit, while from distant mountains, gentle spring water suddenly began pouring forth, flowing through river channels drawn by the will of a god before finally converging into a lake.

One sapling after another was planted throughout the floating island. As rustling sounds filled the air, blocky trees rose from the ground one after another, while soft, block-shaped animals sohow appeared within the forests.

Blocky fish also appeared in the water at so unknown point.

And in the farthest reaches of the sky, an intense light suddenly erupted. It was a square sun.

Kasenhis then used sea lanterns, sandstone, and glass to create a giant cube that was not quite as bright, tossing it into the void beneath the floating island. From that mont onward, this small world possessed the cycle of sun and moon.

"It's still missing sothing... blue skies, and white clouds." Kasenhis muttered as he casually waved his hand. Endless blue particles were created by him, wrapping around the entire world. Under the sunlight, they looked as magnificent as a true blue sky.

Then all that remained was water vapor. This was even simpler. One water source block and one fire block. As long as he placed them close enough together, waves of white mist were created.

With the steam-like white fog and the restraint of the blue particles, this world learned how to rain from that day forward.

"What else does it need... wind?" Kasenhis found himself at a loss for a mont, but soon relaxed. Why was he forcing himself to use only vanilla Minecraft powers?

He pulled out the Air Vis from Thaumcraft and placed it within this small world. From then on, comfortable breezes continuously flowed throughout the little world forever.

"That should be about enough now." Kasenhis stretched lazily before turning around to look at Markus.

At this mont, Markus was already kneeling there, staring at the world as though witnessing a miracle, and looking at Kasenhis as though looking upon a god.

"Steve... are you a god?" Markus asked.

"I'm not. Though if you insist on thinking that way, I won't say anything about it." Kasenhis shook his head.

"Then you are a god," Markus said in a trembling voice.

"Not just . You could also beco a god. Anyone can beco a god." Kasenhis walked over to Markus, slowly crouched down, and produced a steak in his hand.

"Hungry? Want sothing to eat?"

Markus took the steak and bit into it. Juicy tenderness exploded across his mouth.

"I'm not dreaming, right?" he asked.

"You can pinch yourself if you want," Kasenhis replied, full of humor.

"You're a god?" Markus asked again.

"You already asked that once. Think whatever you want. I personally don't think I am." Kasenhis still shook his head.

"This is your world?" Markus asked as he looked around at the scenery that resembled a divine miracle.

Kasenhis nodded. "That's right. This is my world."

"Is this the last chance I'll ever have to see it? And the last chance I'll ever see you?" Markus asked again.

"Not necessarily. You could also create your own craft..." Kasenhis answered.

"My own craft... the world that'll be mine?" Markus's voice was filled with confusion.

"That's sothing you'll have to search for yourself. I don't really know what else I should say to you anymore... Hurry and eat. Once you're done, we'll be leaving."

"Okay."

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