Infinite Job Transfers Starting from Mechanic Chapter 1167 - 619: Why Me?

Naturally, this remains a semi-finished piece, not yet fully realized.

The Cosmic Rules governing the Primordial Universe are essentially boundless.

To engineer a machine aligned with such parameters, ensuring its absolute stability, demands a level of complexity that surpasses any mortal’s wildest imagination.

Regardless, because time itself is frozen, every moment exists merely as a notion within Su Yu’s psyche. As long as he maintains his pace, the flow of time shall remain at a standstill.

"At long last, it is almost finished!"

Su Yu gazed at the sphere positioned at the center of the Universe, his thoughts turning inward.

Following an immeasurable span of labor, success seemed finally within his grasp.

With only a few minor details remaining, the Creation Machine could finally be formally activated.

As for the certainty of its success, even Su Yu himself remained uncertain.

This device was far too intricate; throughout the construction phase, Su Yu would periodically uncover novel Cosmic Rules parameters.

He was forced to weave these new findings into the structure, further escalating the machine’s already daunting complexity.

The endeavor was akin to a messy kitchen cycle: adding more liquid when the dough was too dry, only to add more flour when it grew too thin...

In the end, he had forged a leviathan so immense that even Su Yu found it difficult to fully comprehend.

Presently, the diameter of this Creation Machine spanned tens of billions of light years, utilizing resources and energy levels that defied calculation.

Furthermore, these tens of billions of light years merely represented the scale of its projection within three-dimensional space.

If one were to observe its true forty-three-dimensional form, it would dwarf the Primordial Universe entirely.

Otherwise, how could it hope to encompass the Primordial Universe? How else could it be worthy of the title 'Creation Machine'?

Originally, the space-time of the Primordial Universe was infinitely vast.

Yet, by constructing this Super Creation Machine, Su Yu seemed to transcend infinity, thereby enveloping the entire expanse.

Upon the moment the Super Creation Machine pierced through the concept of "infinity," Su Yu realized his success was imminent.

Now, only the final refinement of details stood in his way.

"How much time has actually passed?"

Su Yu was suddenly struck by the thought.

Although time was stagnant, this reality applied only to the Universe itself.

For Su Yu, time had been constantly flowing; the duration he dedicated to this construction was undeniably real.

He attempted to search his memory but found the answer elusive.

The duration was so excessive that, even with Su Yu’s immense power, he could not retain such a gargantuan amount of data.

Su Yu even pondered if this length surpassed the time elapsed since the birth of the entire Universe.

Su Yu had committed more time to building the Super Creation Machine than the total lifespan of the Universe itself!

In the past, he believed that serving as the God of Objects—watching over the Universe for billions of years to maintain the stability of the Quantum System—was a form of ultimate torment.

Yet now, he found he had spent significantly more time than the Universe’s total life just to build this device!

Was this not a far greater trial than being the God of Objects?

Paradoxically, Su Yu felt no agitation or discomfort whatsoever.

"How did I even manage this?"

Recalling the ordeal, Su Yu felt genuinely astonished.

While the sensation of the work was incredibly protracted, it also felt as though it had transpired in the blink of an eye.

It was like drifting into slumber, closing one’s eyes only to open them when the dawn arrived, never once feeling the time was unbearable.

Su Yu felt exactly this way in the current moment.

The complication, however, was that he had never slept; he had been engaged in high-velocity computation and machine design the entire time.

Having passed billions of years in such a state, Su Yu was left with only vague memories and remarkably, zero sense of weariness.

This outcome far exceeded his own inherent potential.

Initially, he had imagined such an undertaking would be agonizing, perhaps even beyond his ability to endure.

After all, he originated as a mere ordinary human, whose total lifespan would have historically peaked at a thousand years.

A thousand years is a drop in the ocean compared to billions, and it was entirely plausible that Su Yu should have been eroded by the weight of time, leaving his original personality shattered.

Yet here he stood, sharp-minded and curiously unsatisfied.

Furthermore, throughout these billions of years, Su Yu had channeled his focus entirely into designing the Creation Machine, largely ignoring the stabilization of the Universe’s Quantum System.

Despite his neglect, the Universe hadn't collapsed; rather, it had stabilized beyond measure.

Su Yu realized he no longer needed to expend significant Spirit to maintain the Universe, unlike the past when fierce concentration was constant.

"Is it because my own cultivation has advanced?"

"Or is there another force, working from the shadows..."

The sudden realization sent a tremor through him.

Logic dictated that during his billion-year hiatus, powerful entities—such as the Three Highest Gods, the Jing God, Yi, and the Radiant and Dark Emperors—would not be so easily shackled.

Moreover, Su Yu had only stalled the Material Universe, leaving the Subspace untouched.

Those beings could certainly have preserved their consciousness within that stagnant spacetime.

They must have experienced the passing of those billions of years just as Su Yu did.

However, they remained motionless, apparently content to linger with Su Yu, stretching this state into an eternity.

Even if Su Yu had spent billions more years, they likely would have waited.

"Since when did such entities become so accommodating?"

"It appears my creation of the Creation Machine is something they desire, perhaps even something they have actively enabled."

Su Yu mused in silence.

He understood now that throughout his work, these formidable beings were likely acting as silent benefactors.

His ability to focus for billions of years without losing himself was likely the direct result of their influence.

They must have utilized various techniques to ensure his mind did not collapse under the agonizing weight of such a tedious era.

Receiving such 'assistance' from so many powerful entities, it was no wonder he remained clear-headed and surprisingly tranquil.

"It felt like a dream—is this the signature power of the 'Master of Dreams'?"

Su Yu speculated.

His current cognitive state resembled waking from a profound dream, one that outlasted the Universe itself.

Though it was long, the memories of that dream-state had faded, leaving his sobriety perfectly intact.

As a Dream God Mechanic, Su Yu sensed the lingering presence of a potent Dream Power.

However, this force was far beyond his own mastery; this was the influence of a true Dream God.

A timeframe exceeding the life of a Universe could be dissolved into a mere dream, leaving no scar behind.

With such capacity, only the legendary Master of Dreams came to mind.

He had once glimpsed a single tentacle of that entity near the Azure Star System, witnessing layers of civilizations being devoured by dream-realms.

Since that encounter, Su Yu had never again crossed paths with the Master of Dreams.

To think that this supreme being had been helping him from the dark was truly unexpected.

Clearly, the completion of this Creation Machine held immense importance for them as well.

The machine’s ability to breach infinity and encompass the Primordial Universe—that feat surely required their intervention.

Without such help, even after billions of years, true success would have remained an impossibility for Su Yu alone.

Deep down, he had once believed the construction was impossibly difficult, but now it appeared 'easy,' as if the path had been paved for him by those same powerful entities.

They had navigated all obstacles on his behalf.

Yet, now that the end was in sight, Su Yu had one final, lingering question:

"Why me?"