312: Chapter 315 Now I truly am the only one who has the law.

The lights of the universal console presented an indescribable magnificence.

Jiang Chen's fingers hovered in mid-air.

Beneath his fingertips were not complex physical buttons, but a shimmering phantom formed purely from the entanglement of high-dimensional information, glowing with iridescent colors.

With just a gentle flick, the axis of the entire Milky Way Galaxy would shift.

Shift it an inch to the left, and those arrogant civilizations in Centaurus would instantly plummet into a frozen abyss; shift it a fraction to the right, and those expanding interstellar overlords would be utterly incinerated by the wrath of their stars.

This feeling was terrifying.

It was like cramming the life and death of hundreds of billions of civilizations into a Rubik's cube the size of a palm, where a casual turn could decide who lives and who dies.

"Access... fully activated."

Jiang Chen muttered to himself.

His voice echoed in the massive control center, sounding hollow and distant, as if it didn't originate from human vocal cords, but resonated from the depths of this void.

He could feel it.

The frequency of his heartbeat was undergoing a drastic change.

It was no longer the ordinary rhythm of seventy beats per minute, but was synchronizing with the pulse of the entire Milky Way Galaxy.

Every second, he could feel the birth and destruction of tens of thousands of stars.

Every byte connected to the joys and sorrows of billions of civilizations.

"Still too fragile."

Jiang Chen stared at his palm.

There was a tiny crack there, seeping out golden points of light; this was the severe overload caused by his carbon-based physical body enduring "God-level computing power."

It was like forcing a water-filled ball to bear the pressure of the entire ocean.

"System."

Jiang Chen's voice became cold, even taking on an ethereal quality that did not belong to a human:

"If this shell cannot bear this authority, what should be done?"

[Responding to host.]

The system's voice exploded in his mind, devoid of any emotion, "The current physiological structure has reached its limit. To maintain this access, you need to undergo dimensional sublimation."

[Option one: Self-disintegration, converting into a pure energy entity.]

[Option two: Through genetic logic code, forcibly anchor the host's physical body to the 'Mythical Dimension,' also known as... Absolute Life.]

"Select two."

Jiang Chen didn't even think twice, "I haven't lived enough yet; what's the point of being a pure energy entity? I wouldn't even be able to taste braised pork belly."

"Initiate anchoring program."

"Burn this mortal body of mine, then recast it."

As soon as he finished speaking,

Jiang Chen felt as if his entire being had been shoved into a furnace.

It wasn't the burning of flames.

It was a complete reconstruction of his genes at the level of universal laws.

He could feel every base pair and every protein molecule in his body being forcibly dismantled by the power drawn from the console, then tightly compressed together again according to some higher-dimensional arrangement.

It was a leap from a three-dimensional creature to a "Conceptual Lifeform."

He was no longer a body of flesh and blood.

He was a living, tangible section of universal law named "Jiang Chen."

And outside.

On the luan niao starship hovering at the edge of the universe, all the crew members discovered with terror that their pride and joy, the warship... had changed.

The hull was, at a speed visible to the naked eye, slowly... becoming transparent.

No, to be precise, it was becoming "non-existent."

It was clearly still there, but radar couldn't scan it, optical cameras couldn't capture it, and even the alien ships watching from the side strangely passed directly through its hull.

It no longer belonged to the physical laws of this dimension.

It had become a projection of the logic that is "Jiang Chen."

...

"Jiang Chen."

Academician Chen Shuyin stood in the corner of the command room, watching the man enveloped in golden light, her eyes complex, like a tangled mess.

He had changed.

That aura of a mortal was rapidly fading away.

That cold indifference, surpassing all living beings, was creeping into his brows and eyes bit by bit.

She suddenly felt a deep sense of fear.

If he completely transcended dimensions, if he truly became a so-called god, how much further could she, a mortal who hadn't fully evolved, accompany him?

"Do you feel that I have become very far from you?"

Jiang Chen did not turn back.

He seemed to have an omniscient perspective; even without looking, he knew of Academician Chen Shuyin's bewilderment at this moment.

He turned around.

That face still wearing a rogue's smile made Academician Chen Shuyin slightly startled.

That annoying quality, that "Jiang-style humblebrag" that made one want to punch him, was still there.

"What are you afraid of?"

Jiang Chen casually grabbed the phantom representing control over the entire universe, squeezed it into a ball, and rolled it in his hand like he was playing with a marble.

"No matter what dimension I am in."

"And no matter how many rules this universe has."

"My heart is still on the left side of my chest, and it's still beating."

He walked up to Academician Chen Shuyin and bowed slightly; that posture was no different from that poor student back in the laboratory at Tianhai University who fought her for experimental equipment over a few thousand yuan in funding.

"Even if I have become a god."

"I still have to coax you first, otherwise who will write my thesis? Who will help me calculate that damn antimatter equation?"

Academician Chen Shuyin burst into laughter through her tears.

She extended her fist and struck Jiang Chen's chest, not too hard or too soft, "You really are a... hopeless bastard."

"But, I like it."

The two stood side by side in front of the transparent porthole, looking at the fleets of various races outside that had long since surrendered, not daring to let out even a fart.

In this universe where even gods had to bow before him.

This small moment of warmth actually seemed so precious.

However.

Just at this moment, when the atmosphere was so warm it made one intoxicated.

In Jiang Chen's mind, the system that had been silent all this time suddenly seemed to sense something and issued a faint, even carrying a hint of "distant" memory—mechanical prompt.

[Warning: Detected in the depths of the plane, from "that side"...]

[Response.]

[The Wasteland Plane where Jiang Wanqiu is located is emitting some kind of faint signal that carries the scent of longing.]

Jiang Chen's movements instantly froze.

He tightened his grip slightly on that "galaxy model."

Jiang Wanqiu.

That Empress on the ruins of the Wasteland who, in order to make him a set of combat armor, had hacked herself until she was covered in blood.

That paranoid woman who, even across a cross-plane portal, would shout "I want to kill someone."

He thought he had handled all the problems, thought that as long as he pacified this little plot of land in the Milky Way Galaxy, he could live a stable life.

But this damned plane linkage would never give you a chance to catch your breath.

"What's wrong?" Academician Chen Shuyin keenly noticed his distraction.

"Nothing."

Jiang Chen took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the coldness of the "Omniscient One" that had just arisen.

He revealed once again that shameless smile that made Academician Chen Shuyin feel at ease.

"Just suddenly remembered..."

"Over at the Wasteland, it seems it's time to pay my conjugal dues."

"You mean..." Academician Chen Shuyin pushed up her glasses, a hint of playfulness flashing in her eyes, "That Empress?"

"Yes."

Jiang Chen let out a long sigh, feeling his waist start to ache faintly again.

In this universe, you can dominate, you can kill gods, you can turn stars into lightbulbs.

But only regarding those few at home.

You really... have no tricks at all.

"It seems this life of invincibility hasn't even started yet."

Jiang Chen looked into the distance, where an unstable rift, as if torn open by some intense love, was beckoning to him.

"And I have to welcome a new storm."

"Let's go."

He brushed the dust off his clothes.

"To the Wasteland."

"Go see what exactly is going on."

"And by the way..."

Jiang Chen gave a wry smile, his eyes revealing an unyielding dominance:

"Tell that girl Jiang Wanqiu."

"Don't go around waving a sword all day."

"If you want children, we have plenty of time... to have them slowly."

The starship engine roared.

In those endless ripples of time and space.

This man who had just finished fighting in the Milky Way Galaxy, before he could even finish a cup of hot tea, plunged headfirst into that... filled with jealousy, violence, and affection...

Shura field.

He strode away.

Behind him was this universe whose rules he had rewritten.

And ahead was that impending... that even gods could not foresee...

Ultimate collision.