The blinding white light gradually softened.
Wren Lux blinked, finding herself standing in a pure white space.
There was no sky, no horizon, and no shadows here.
It was as bright as day above and below.
Emptiness stretched out in all directions, extending infinitely forward with no end in sight.
It was like a boundless soundstage.
[Welcome to the Construction Space.] [Constructor Level: Level 1 Constructor] [Constructible Instance Limit: 1] [Currently Available Survival Points for Investment: 23] [Beginner Tutorial Loaded.] The next instant, countless pale blue lines intertwined in the air, gradually forming a simplified instance model ahead.
It was a two-story house.
A wireframe structure.
It looked like an untextured 3D model.
Appearing alongside it was the rulebook for instance construction.
The contents were incredibly complex.
The table of contents alone was a massive list covering every conceivable aspect: scene structure, hostile units, mechanical events, emotional nodes, settlement conditions, and more…
Wren Lux skimmed the index and felt a wave of despair wash over her.
*’No way…
is this really something that can be finished in twenty-three days?’* What filled her with even more dread was the final supplementary note—[Upon completion of the instance construction, depending on the scene structure and instance scale, Survival Points must be consumed as a “Rule Stabilization Fee”.] *’I’m doomed.’* She had put in all this intense effort, only for her grand endeavor to crash and burn before it even got off the ground.
Seeing this note, that was the only thought left in Wren Lux’s mind.
She completely lost her composure, covered her face, squatted down right where she stood, and let out a wail of despair.
*’I’m completely broke right now!
Where am I supposed to get the Survival Points to pay a Rule Stabilization Fee?!
Seriously, there are overhead costs?!
I…’* Wren Lux started cursing in her heart, spewing some truly foul language.
After cursing for quite a while, she finally lowered her hands from her face.
Leaning forward slightly and half-hugging her slender legs, she continued to glare at that note…
but she was still furious.
Right now, she felt like a kidnapping victim sold off deep in the mountains, completely devoid of hope, only to discover her buyer was a woman…
who then claimed she was just there looking for relatives.
*’Are you kidding me?!’* Wren Lux leaned forward, extending her pale fingers to continuously swipe at the window.
She read the supplementary fee note over and over, as if trying to glare it out of existence.
But obviously, that was impossible.
She could only frantically sift through the original owner’s memories, trying to find a solution.
Just as she caught a glimmer of an idea…
a tutorial caught her attention.
“…Visual Imagery Construction Method?” Wren Lux’s swiping fingers paused.
Temporarily suppressing her frustration over the fact that being a Constructor cost money, she curiously tapped on the tutorial to view the details.
[Visual Imagery Construction Method: In addition to conventional methods, Constructors can also recreate or create visual information in their minds; relying on memory or imagination to visualize specific objects, scenes, or pictures in the mind, and then projecting them as an instance.
Both memory imagery and imaginative imagery are acceptable.] [Advantages: Saves material splicing time, utilizes the brain to see or experience things that do not currently exist, relying solely on individual memory or creative imagination.] [Disadvantages: The deviation between imagination and reality can be extreme.
Unless the Constructor is intimately familiar with every detail of the imagined scene, usage is not recommended.] [Suggestion: Constructors can use this function to build the initial framework of an instance.] Reading the description of the Visual Imagery Construction Method, Wren Lux briefly shook off her depression.
Mainly because this function…
seemed tailor-made for her.
If it were the original owner, she naturally wouldn’t have been able to use this function.
After all, she had never played video games from another world.
But Wren Lux had.
Because she loved it, she had played through the PS5 version and the VR version.
She knew the entire game like the back of her hand.
Therefore, Wren Lux spoke almost subconsciously, “Activate Visual Imagery Construction Method.” As soon as she spoke, the complex rulebook window instantly shrank and moved to the upper left corner of her vision.
A new prompt popped up.
[Activating…
Constructor, please prepare to use visual imagery to imagine the instance scene.] Seeing this prompt, Wren Lux forgot all about her frustration.
She quickly stood up and closed her eyes.
She didn’t rush to visualize the entire game flow.
Instead, she chose the most classic and shocking segment of the game to test it out: the world-famous masterpiece—the Baker family’s “dinner.” That famous dining table…
A family that loved each other dearly…
Wren Lux calmed her mind and began forcing herself to recall the game’s details.
But she soon realized she didn’t need to force it at all.
The moment she closed her eyes, the images flowed out like water, terrifyingly clear.
Many details she hadn’t even noticed when playing were now exceptionally vivid.
*’Why?’* Wren Lux found it a bit strange.
*’Is this a bonus from transmigrating?’* *’No.
Now isn’t the time to think about this.’* Wren Lux quickly reined in her wandering thoughts and focused her attention on visualizing the scenes from Resident Evil 7.
The dim candlelight.
The rotting food.
The annoying buzz of flies and mosquitoes.
The deranged and bizarre Baker family.
The helplessness of the protagonist, Ethan, tied to a chair and nearly forced to eat unspeakable things.
Wren Lux’s breathing gradually slowed.
At the same time, the pure white space began to change.
Ripples spread across the floor like the surface of a lake.
Then, behind Wren Lux, a wall suddenly rose from the ground.
The mottled wooden boards were covered in scratch marks and spreading mold.
Immediately after— The second wall.
The third wall.
The fourth wall.
Following that, a ceiling pressed down from above, enclosing the space with Wren Lux inside.
The pure white light was replaced by dim illumination.
The enclosed space gradually transformed into an old dining room.
The wallpaper had long since yellowed and blistered, its edges curling and peeling to reveal the damp wooden boards beneath.
An outdated chandelier hung from the ceiling, its lampshade coated in grease and dust, casting a gloomy light over the room.
In the dead center sat a round wooden dining table lit by candles.
The tabletop was covered in knife marks and dark stains, its edges showing signs of years of wear and tear.
The table was laden with unspeakable food.
Iron plates, clay bowls, and glass jars were haphazardly piled together…
Then, Wren Lux smelled an overpowering stench of decay.
She snapped her eyes open, finding herself standing right inside the game scene.
The round table was right in front of her.
The surface was sticky, piled high with intestines and other indescribable foods.
Cockroaches crawled among the dishes, and flies buzzed over the disgusting pile.
Her breath hitched slightly.
Wren Lux observed her surroundings for a moment, then closed her eyes again to continue adding details.
Soon, the sound of chairs scraping against the floor echoed out.
This was followed by the sound of fingers scraping against plates, along with chewing, swallowing, and talking.
Blurry humanoid silhouettes gradually appeared on the chairs.
That deranged family sat around the round table.
“…Wake up, sleepyhead, it’s time for supper.” The mother-in-law’s voice rang out, speaking the exact line from Wren Lux’s memory.
Wren Lux opened her eyes again and saw a scene almost identical to her previous life.
The father-in-law.
The mother-in-law.
The brother-in-law.
The three members of the Baker family—jokingly referred to by players in her past life as the father-in-law, mother-in-law, and brother-in-law—were sitting around the round table.
And Wren Lux was currently standing in the exact spot where the protagonist, Ethan Winters, sat in the original work.
It was exactly the same!
…Her heart skipped a beat.
It was even more immersive than she had imagined.
For a split second, she even forgot this was the Construction Space, thinking she had transmigrated into the world of Resident Evil 7.
[Evaluating…
Detected that the Constructor has completed a scene.
Set this scene as one of the core emotional nodes?] Wren Lux took a deep breath, suppressing her racing heart.
“Yes.” [Node Marked Successfully: Extreme Oppression Dinner Scene] [Scene Stabilized.] [Entering Manual Editing Mode.] Along with the prompts, everything in the scene came to a standstill, including the buzzing flies.
Only then did Wren Lux slowly breathe a sigh of relief.
She couldn’t help it; the traumatic memories were flooding back to her…
She had never truly experienced a scene like this in person.
This immersion was far stronger than VR.
It was too real.
It was only natural to panic a little.
But with everything frozen, she finally felt a sense of reality that she was actually creating an instance.
“So…
I can just imagine it directly.” Wren Lux observed the scene, which was identical to the original work but far more realistic.
She reached up to cup her fair, rounded chin, a thoughtful expression appearing on her face.
This was so much more efficient than manually splicing things together.
It seemed constructing an instance wasn’t that difficult after all.
To be honest, it was actually quite fun…
If there was a shortcut like this, churning out an instance in a short amount of time wouldn’t be a problem at all.
The only question was, could an instance of this level earn Constructor rewards?
Also, could this created instance really grant skills or items to the players who cleared it?
*’Hmm…
I’m not too sure.’* *’And then there’s the matter of the Rule Stabilization Fee.’* Wren Lux furrowed her delicate brows, a vague idea forming in her mind…