Shota's Isekai NTR Adventure Chapter 2230: Simulation game? (1)

Upon regaining my sight, I discovered myself within a room.

"Where am I?" I exclaimed, unable to suppress my bewildered gaze as I surveyed my surroundings.

However, my inspection revealed nothing out of the ordinary.

The room was largely unfurnished, save for what appeared to be basic necessities. A desk, a bed, a table, and a few other items were present, yet nothing particularly noteworthy.

From any perspective, it resembled a perfectly ordinary room.

Yet, a deep intuition told me this was no simple space.

My purpose for being here was to guide others, but conspicuously, no one else was present.

Furthermore, there seemed to be no discernible exit, no door to escape this confinement.

At that instant, a single thought seized my mind: "Have they imprisoned me?"

I was aware they had devised a plan for me, and trapping me before I could attain greater power would be a logical step.

The orchestrator of such a scheme, I suspected, would be the God of Creation.

The power I now wielded bore a striking resemblance to the God of Creation's own abilities, a fact that could be perceived as a threat.

However, I harbored reservations, as this scenario didn't quite add up.

Simply put, I understood that my assistance was crucial in confronting the forces of Destruction at this very moment. Therefore, eliminating me wouldn't be a sensible course of action. Without me, they would have no one else capable of aiding them against the looming threat.

Nevertheless, I remained utterly clueless as to my intended role here.

"Could there be some sort of invisible door?" I pondered aloud.

After murmuring this to myself, I approached a wall and began pressing my hand against it. My search, however, extended beyond mere tactile exploration.

While my hand rested on the wall, I simultaneously released a wave of divine energy, intending to probe its surface for any hidden anomalies.

Yet, despite my persistent scanning with divine energy, I detected nothing unusual.

"Something is impeding my senses..."

I couldn't ascertain whether it was another entity's divine energy or an intrinsic property of the wall material itself that caused this obstruction. My attempts to penetrate it proved futile. It felt as though the wall was specifically engineered to repel divine energy, as I experienced no similar effect with my mana.

The issue was my insufficient skill in mana control, rendering me incapable of effectively scanning the wall.

Only through the use of divine energy, which I had painstakingly trained, could I even attempt such a scan.

Ultimately, resigned to my failure, I ceased my efforts, realizing that no discovery was forthcoming.

My attention then shifted to the various pieces of furniture scattered throughout the room.

Surely, there must be a reason for their placement, beyond merely serving my basic human needs.

A persistent worry gnawed at me: how would I sustain myself without food or water? Then, a realization dawned – I possessed the divine energy of creation, enabling me to conjure sustenance if the need arose.

Being confined here had indeed disoriented me, preventing me from thinking clearly.

Thus, I took a deep breath to compose myself before examining the furniture more closely.

However, these items offered no outward indication of any special properties; they appeared to be nothing more than ordinary furnishings.

But I sensed otherwise; a peculiar aura emanated from them.

"They exhibit the same effect as the wall. My divine energy is being blocked," I noted.

The reason behind this divine energy obstruction remained a mystery, but it was clear these objects were deliberately designed to contain me.

Unable to find any answers, I questioned, "What am I supposed to do here?"

Naturally, no response followed.

It seemed this room was indeed an isolated space, devoid of any other presence.

With a sigh, I took a seat at the desk, attempting to strategize my next move.

But the moment I sat down, the desk itself underwent a transformation.

"Are these screens?"

Gazing at the panels that had suddenly materialized on the desk's surface, a look of astonishment flickered across my face. Upon closer inspection, however, I confirmed their nature as screens.

This confirmation, however, only deepened my surprise.

As I peered at them, I discerned the presence of people depicted on these screens.

"This locale is unfamiliar... and these individuals seem somewhat distinct from those on the continent. Is this another hidden continent, or perhaps some kind of secret realm?"

The latter seemed more plausible, given that, within the game's established world, no other continents existed.Having witnessed the divine act of world creation, I understood their method involved crafting miniature, simulated realms for cultivation. It logically followed that this world before me operated under the same principle. However, a significant issue arose... "What am I expected to do with this situation?" My designated role was to guide them, yet this proved an impossibility when I lacked any means of interacting with them. It truly felt as though I was being deliberately set up for an inevitable downfall.