NOVPUB[Floating Island]
A plain, mobile, flying island spanning an immense area of 100,000 square kilometers.
Current Inhabitants: Zero
Effect: All inhabitants are automatically loyal to the owner and can be commanded at will.
Note: Spend gold coins to customize the island to your taste.
Greg stared at the system screen, speechless. He felt thoroughly scammed. Customize the island? Why wasn't that stated beforehand? If he had spent all his 500 million gold coins on purchasing a default island, he would've ended up with an underwhelming piece of floating land—and nowhere to cry about it.
With a sigh, he shook his head and clicked on the "Customize" option, chills running down his spine. The system's schemes were growing more sinister by the minute.
"If I don't milk Drakonix and Leviathan dry, I'll go bankrupt," Greg muttered grimly, now fully understanding the importance of wealth. That realization stung more than he cared to admit.
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[Floating Island Customization Menu]
1. Mountains, Hills
2. Lakes, Rivers
3. Inhabitants
4. Vegetation
5. Attacking Capabilities
6. Defensive Capabilities
7. Buildings
Selecting the first option, Greg immediately felt an urge to cough up blood. The system was absolutely ruthless in extorting him. The mountain selections alone were categorized by rarity—ranging from Common to Immortal Grade.
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[Mountains Customization - Immortal Grade]
Freely customize the height and size of mountains at any time.
Increases island defense by +1000%.
Grants a demi-god level island guardian: Divine Phoenix, with potential for further growth.
Price: 500 million gold coins
Greg's heart clenched. He didn't know whether to cry or punch something. But honestly, he was the greedy one here. He wanted immortal-grade mountains—he had to pay the price.
Still clenching his teeth, he selected the next option.
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[Lake of Youth - Immortal Grade]
Customize the number, size, and location of lakes and rivers.
Improves island recovery rate by +1000%.
Completely heals anyone who drinks from it. Water has 99.9% purity at all times.
Note: Water cannot be removed from the island.
Price: 500 million gold coins
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[Divine Inhabitants - Immortal Grade]
Gain four races with divine-level potential.
Even the weakest individual can reach demi-god level.
Additional races can be added with more gold coins.
Price: 500 million gold coins
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[Divine Plants - Immortal Grade]
Customize all vegetation including trees, grass, herbs, etc.
Trees possess sentience and human-level intelligence.
Fruits regrow instantly upon harvest, making resources endless.
Increases island health, stamina, and mana by +100%.
Price: 500 million gold coins
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[Attack Capabilities - Immortal Grade]
Demi-god level blasters and elemental towers line the island's borders.
Increases overall attack power by +200% when defending the island.
Price: 500 million gold coins
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[Defensive Capabilities - Immortal Grade]
An impenetrable shield that blocks all attacks below god-level.
Can withstand five consecutive god-level attacks before breaking.
Increases defensive power of all forces on the island by +200%.
Price: 500 million gold coins
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[Divine Structures - Immortal Grade]
Freely design and construct any structure, regardless of physics.
System support enables advanced creativity and customization.
All buildings gain special attributes.
Price: 500 million gold coins
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Greg wanted to scream. Spending that much gold in one sitting ached his heart. He never understood those lunatics who found joy in spending themselves into bankruptcy. For him, every click felt like a dagger to the chest. Still, it was done.
He glanced at the second island still sitting in his inventory and snorted. That one? He wasn't touching it. He'd leave that to his sister. She could figure it out.
With the purchases complete, he finally began customizing.
Since there were four races, he decided to divide the island into five zones: North, East, West, South, and Central. The four directions would belong to the different races. The central zone? That would be his domain—and the headquarters of his guild.
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He began with the guild building. The structure was an artistic marvel, bold and chaotic in its design, yet brilliant. It sat atop a serene lake, with part of the building submerged underwater. A transparent tunnel stretched from the shore to the sunken entrance of the guild, allowing members to enjoy the aquatic view as they approached.
Floating stairways hovered just inches above the water's surface for those who preferred not to take the tunnel route. From above, the stairs resembled a bridge of stars, leading straight to the guild.
The guild tower itself spiraled toward the heavens, its architecture resembling a massive serpent coiled around an invisible tree. Inside, nature met modernity—a hidden forest behind the lake and grassy courtyards balanced out the sleek, futuristic design. Peace and power coexisted in every corner.
The central zone was bordered by a river that looped around and branched off into four streams, each separating one quadrant of the island. Bridges connected the divided lands, ensuring ease of access and unity among the races.
For each race, Greg constructed homes, training centers, healing sanctuaries, and arenas. The arenas were customized for each culture, while the mega arena in the central zone would serve as the grand coliseum where all races could compete in joint tournaments that he, as the island's ruler, would host.
Eight hours passed before he was finally done. The entire floating island—now a masterpiece of divine architecture—remained stored in his inventory. He planned to unveil it only after his guild had been officially created. Once taken out, the floating island could no longer be returned to the inventory. That restriction was reason enough to wait.
Done with the project that had just drained nearly all his gold coins, Greg took a breath and checked his independent space, which had expanded to cover 10,000 square kilometers. He didn't dwell on it for now—its time would come later.
Finally, his gaze shifted toward the next item in his possession: the Universe Seed.
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[Universe Seed]
Cut your wrist and implant the seed to create a personal universe where you are the absolute being. Your universe begins at Stage One, filled only with void. Progress the universe by either collecting necessary materials or spending gold coins.
Of course. There it was again. Another brilliant opportunity for the system to milk him dry.
He scoffed. No way. He had no use for it yet, and he refused to be tempted into spending what little gold coins he had left. Best to save them for emergencies.
Then something else struck his mind.
"That reminds me… I still have a free slot to create any race of my choice," Greg muttered aloud.
He could do it now, sure—but he hadn't thought deeply about what kind of race he wanted to create. It wasn't something to rush.
"Guess I'll hold off for now," he sighed, rising from the base of the tree where he had been seated. He stretched lightly, his eyes narrowing as they locked onto a distant direction.
The Grey Empire.
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*******
"Your Grace," Bishop Kelly said solemnly as he bowed before the bedridden Oracle.
The old man's body trembled slightly as he struggled to sit upright.
"The traitor… Nemesis. He attacked our forces while they were escorting him to the temple."
The Oracle's eyes widened in shock, his voice trembling with fury. "What?!"
He erupted into a violent coughing fit, his frail form quivering from the strain of shouting.
"Did he kill them?" he asked through rasped breaths. His voice had softened, but the sorrow in it was deafening.
The Bishop didn't answer with words—just a quiet, solemn nod.
That was enough. The Oracle closed his eyes, pain settling over his aged features like a shadow.
