Li Ang wasn't too worried about the Datura's revenge.

He ranked fifty-sixth on the individual combat power leaderboard, undoubtedly in the forefront of the roughly 100,000-strong player base.

The Datura, having been hit hard several times by the Special Affairs Bureau and the Global Supernatural Alliance, probably couldn't even scrape together a team of fifty players ranked above him.

Even if the Datura spared no expense to assemble such a team, Li Ang was confident he could protect himself—the Shenlong Red鬣 Outerwear and the Sacred Hymn Spring Water were both life-saving artifacts.

Besides, he could always call the Special Affairs Bureau for backup.

As an ordinary citizen of Yin City, reporting foreign forces with ulterior motives was perfectly normal and compliant behavior.

Li Ang glanced at the leaderboard and logged out of the Plaza.

He particularly liked a line from Osamu Dazai's *No Longer Human*: "Everyone has their moment of glory, but don't take that moment as eternity. The dazzling world is captivating, but don't show your face if you don't have the strength."

The leaderboard was, at best, a reference. There were too many unexpected factors in combat. Even the strong could fall, and the weak could prevail.

Improving one's own strength was the most important thing.

Back in the real world, Li Ang told Chai Chai about the version update, then entered the terrarium to continue practicing alchemy.

In the past few days, Chai Chai had spent most of her time working on her *Holy Chai Revelation*, adding settings, perfecting rituals, and plugging loopholes.

And her efforts had yielded significant results.

When Li Ang entered the terrarium, he found that a magnificent temple had been added to the original primeval forest.

The temple was located in the center of the forest, rectangular in shape, covering a large area, and nearly a meter higher than the surrounding ground.

The east and west sides had eight Corinthian columns, and the north and south sides had seventeen, all supporting the roof.

The supporting pillars were all made of stone, decorated with acanthus leaves at the top, looking gorgeous and resplendent.

Green vines were wrapped around the pillars, and decorations made of bones and metal parts were piled up below, arching around the stone pillars like crystal clusters.

The ground in the middle of the temple had been hollowed out and filled with green swamp water. This water flowed continuously along the underground water pipe system, reflecting the sunlight generated by the terrarium and making the temple even more magnificent.

At the deepest part of the temple stood a giant human-shaped statue.

The statue wore a long robe, its face blurred, sitting on a throne overlooking the world below—even in a seated position, the statue was twelve meters tall.

This statue was naturally carved according to Li Ang's physique.

Out of the utilitarian belief that gods need to maintain a sense of mystery in order to be revered by mortal beings, and the practical need for gods to be unapproachable,

the statue's face was not carved—after all, unique divine power fluctuations were each god's unique "fingerprint."

Below Li Ang's statue stood a smaller female statue.

She also had no face, wore a gorgeous robe, held a book in her left hand and a scepter in her right, standing silently, elegant, sacred, and noble.

Without a doubt, this was a statue of Chai Chai, the saintess, prophet, leader, and acting agent.

She personally designed the entire palace and entrusted it to the Zerg to build.

Thump, thump, thump.

Several cerebrates were hanging on the heads of other Zerg units, kneeling and worshiping the two statues in the temple.

They noticed Li Ang's figure, trembling with excitement, but maintained their kneeling posture, not daring to move or look at Li Ang.

The *Holy Chai Revelation* stated that the Benevolent Father always came to the mortal realm with his own purposes and great plans.

As his creations, the Zerg, unless they received divine revelation, summons, or orders, must not disturb the Benevolent Father without authorization, must pretend not to see him, and continue to work hard.

This setting was quite good. At least Li Ang didn't have to worry about being surrounded by thousands of fans every time he went down to the terrarium, and occasionally having fans faint and fall to the ground due to excessive excitement.

Li Ang walked past the temple and came to the alchemy workshop, took out several sacks of material raw materials piled in the corner, and scattered them on the ground.

He picked up a chalk and drew an alchemy array around the pile of dirt.

Sodium, magnesium, aluminum, silicon, phosphorus, sulfur, chlorine, argon, potassium, calcium.

The elemental substances and some complex rare compounds required for alchemy were all obtained by Mule on his behalf.

Game currency was much more valuable than real-world currency, and it wasn't difficult for Mule to obtain them with his identity.

The chalk gradually drew intricate and complex alchemy array patterns on the ground.

Li Ang drew for a while, then took out a thick book on engine engines to carefully examine it. After reviewing the information, he closed his eyes and thought for a while, then started writing again.

The essence of alchemy was the analysis, decomposition, and reorganization of matter.

Before this, Li Ang's alchemy level was still at the level of "extracting elemental substances from the soil and recombining them," at most purifying them a little.

What he was doing now was using the alchemy array to directly complete complex chemical reactions.

In the array, he would break old chemical bonds and form new chemical bonds.

This was tens of millions of times more difficult than doing chemistry tests or simple purification and recombination.

Each chemical reaction of elemental substances had to be rewritten with complex alchemy patterns.

If he drew any part wrong, added a stroke or missed a stroke, it could produce toxic compounds or directly cause the array to explode, blowing everything around it to smithereens.

Morgan's travel notes mentioned that a young alchemist apprentice was invited to a duke's dinner with his master.

He went to the toilet because of stomach discomfort, only to find that there was no paper in the toilet.

No paper wouldn't do.

The apprentice was too embarrassed to call the waiter, so he drew an array on the toilet floor, wanting to alchemize some toilet paper.

Unexpectedly, his fingers trembled during the drawing process, and instead of alchemizing toilet paper, he caused the entire floor to collapse.

He fell along with the toilet, just in time to kill two assassins who were trying to assassinate the duke downstairs.

As a result, he received the duke's award and thanks, and was promoted smoothly afterward, became a well-known alchemist, and even married the duke's daughter, had a happy family, a happy life, and published a memoir in his old age.

The book was titled *About How I Saved My Future Duke Father-in-Law by Just Going to the Toilet*.