Hearing those words, Ivy suddenly beca curious.
"So my power is considered rare?" she asked. "Then... with this kind of ability, could I possibly compete for the throne of the superior being’s planet soday?"
The instant those words left her mouth, the temporal storage suddenly fell silent.
anwhile, Ivy herself froze.
Several seconds later, she frowned deeply.
"What nonsense am I even saying?" she muttered under her breath.
Then she lightly slapped her own mouth.
However, after a long silence, the temporal storage suddenly spoke again.
Its voice sounded unusually hesitant.
[I think... you are being manipulated.]
The mont those words entered her ears, Ivy’s eyes widened instantly.
"What do you an?" she asked sharply.
The temporal storage was calmly explained.
[In reality, your personality has never shown strong desires toward ruling or obtaining a throne. Yet recently, thoughts related to the throne continue appearing naturally inside your mind. You already subconsciously believe that obtaining the throne is necessary for survival.]
A cold chill slowly spread through Ivy’s body.
The temporal storage continued.
[This suggests that soone may have implanted subconscious influence into your mind.]
Hearing that, Ivy imdiately fell silent.
After several monts, she finally spoke in a low voice.
"There is... actually sothing suspicious."
Taking a deep breath, Ivy continued slowly.
[You probably won’t believe this, but whenever I sleep, I sotis feel as though soone is whispering plans directly into my mind.]
Her fingers unconsciously tightened slightly.
[And lately, I’ve beco obsessed with aningless activities.]
The temporal storage remained silent while listening.
Ivy continued quietly.
"Reading random novels. Watching endless television dramas. Wasting ti doing unnecessary things."
Her expression darkened.
"At first, I thought it was simply laziness."
Then she slowly lowered her gaze.
"But whenever I try to stop... it feels as though so invisible force keeps pushing back toward it."
The mont those words were spoken, the temporal storage responded.
"If that is truly the case... then I have a thod to confirm whether your mind is being influenced."
Hearing that, Ivy imdiately agreed.
The temporal storage then instructed her through several strange ntal exercises and concentration techniques.
Ivy followed every step carefully.
After finishing, she lay down expectantly and attempted to sleep.
However, no matter how hard she tried, she could not fall asleep at all.
Instead, her mind beca strangely active.
At the sa ti, curiosity about her newly evolved creation abilities continued growing stronger and stronger inside her heart.
Finally, unable to resist anymore, Ivy closed her eyes once again.
This ti, she thought about one of the television scenes she had watched recently.
She carefully reconstructed the environnt inside her imagination.
Every tiny detail.
Then suddenly, the space around her distorted.
The next instant, the exact sa environnt appeared directly before her eyes.
It looked so real that it was almost as if soone had literally transported the entire filming location into reality itself.
Right before her eyes, the entire scene beca astonishingly vivid.
Ivy stared at the recreated environnt with widening eyes.
Curiosity imdiately surged inside her heart.
Suddenly, she rembered a novel she had once read long ago.
In that story, the female protagonist possessed a creation-type ability capable of bringing fictional creatures and scenes into reality.
Eventually, that woman beca incredibly famous and was even treated as a national treasure because of her powers.
As the mory surfaced, Ivy’s thoughts imdiately began wandering.
Without hesitation, she took out a cara from her storage space and slowly began recording the surroundings.
The mont the footage appeared on the screen, even Ivy herself beca stunned.
The environnt looked perfectly authentic.
There was no distortion. No flaws.
Taking a deep breath, Ivy carefully observed her own condition afterward.
To her surprise, she realized that recreating such a massive scene had only consud around 0.0001% of her energy.
That discovery instantly shocked her.
’Doesn’t that an... I can create countless scenes endlessly. ’ she thought in disbelief.
In the current world devastated by the zombie apocalypse, filming television series or movies has already beco nearly impossible.
Humanity barely had enough resources to survive, much less waste ti on entertainnt production.
Even if soone attempted to film sothing, it would require enormous manpower, preparation, actors, editing, and equipnt.
However, Ivy suddenly realized sothing terrifying.
She alone could directly create everything instantly.
The thought imdiately made her experint further.
This ti, instead of recreating sothing real, she imagined entirely fictional protagonists.
A handso male lead.
A beautiful heroine.
Then she mixed certain appearances from actors she vaguely rembered from her previous life.
The next second, images began forming exactly according to her imagination.
Not only that, but she could freely alter every detail.
At one point, she noticed a missing roof tile within the recreated building. The mont she thought about fixing it, the damaged tile imdiately restored itself perfectly.
This ability felt completely new and bizarre to Ivy.
Still, her curiosity only deepened.
Eventually, after countless experints, Ivy sohow ended up creating an entire episode of a mini short drama.
The drama revolved around several students trapped inside a school during the early stages of the zombie apocalypse.
It showed frightened teenagers slowly exploring the outside world while desperately trying to survive against the infected.
There were scenes filled with fear, betrayal, panic, and emotional desperation.
Shockingly, the quality looked incredibly realistic.
Once she finished, Ivy uploaded the episode onto the internal forum developed by the technicians inside her base.
After uploading it, she did not think much about it anymore.
Exhaustion soon overwheld her, and she eventually fell asleep peacefully.
That night, however, a voice suddenly echoed inside her mind.
"You must obtain the throne."
The voice sounded distant yet strangely clear.
"In order to gain the throne, you must slowly capture their loyalty. Only after that will you possess the qualifications to compete against the other candidates."
Ivy’s sleeping expression slowly furrowed.
The voice continued whispering endlessly.
"Rember the songs from Earth. Recreate them. Watch more shows. Study more entertainnt. Use them."
The words repeated continuously like hypnotic commands.
However, this ti, sothing unexpected happened.
Instead of unconsciously listening, Ivy suddenly spoke.
"Who are you?"
The instant she asked that question, the mysterious voice abruptly fell silent.
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