334: Create a "dimensional wall" to isolate all prying eyes!

Slaughterhouse Core Control Room.

This place is now called the "Earth Federation High-Dimensional Office."

Countless precision instruments were running frantically, their hums converging into a tense symphony.

"Energy output power has reached its peak!"

"Extracting all reserve energy from the 'Slaughterhouse'!"

"Dimensional Anchor has locked onto the coordinates of Universe No. 9832!"

Su Qingying's fingers moved so fast on the holographic keyboard they left afterimages, her forehead covered in fine beads of sweat.

"Lu Chen, we only have one chance."

"Once we start building the wall, there's no turning back."

"All energy will be exhausted at once. If we fail..."

"There is no 'if'."

Lu Chen stood before the massive floor-to-ceiling window, his back to the group.

He held that silver "001" eyeball in his hand, his gaze so deep it seemed capable of swallowing light.

"So what if we burn through everything we have?"

"As long as it gives our home a peaceful night's sleep, even if we burn a hole in the heavens, it's worth it!"

He spun around abruptly, a startling look of determination erupting in his eyes.

"Fatty! Stop worrying about the money!"

"Take all those Fourth-level civilization cores we haven't sold yet and throw them into the reactor!"

"Huh?"

Wang Peng (Fatty) was holding a pile of sparkling cores, the flesh on his face trembling.

"Brother Chen, these are hard currency! A single one of these could buy a whole galaxy!"

"Cut the crap! Throw them in!"

"Alright! You're the boss, you call the shots!"

Wang Peng gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and dumped the priceless "treasures" into the energy slot all at once.

Boom—!!!

With the injection of this terrifying energy, the entire high-dimensional base shook violently.

A pillar of chaotic-colored light erupted from the top of the base, piercing through dimensional boundaries to connect with the distant Universe No. 9832!

"001, get to work."

Lu Chen tightened his grip on the silver eyeball, his voice cold.

"Invoke Administrator privileges."

"Execute command: [Firewall Construction]."

"Name: ..."

Lu Chen paused, a playful curve tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Dimensional Wall."

...Meanwhile.

In the high-dimensional void, the Asgard Core Monitoring Zone.

On the geometric face of Executor [Heavenly Punishment], an unprecedented stream of bewildered data was flashing.

Just moments ago.

Universe No. 9832, which should have been locked by the "Battle Royale" program, suddenly vanished from the radar.

"Stealth?"

"A low-level trick."

Heavenly Punishment snorted coldly, his voice sounding like metal grinding.

"In the eyes of the omniscient and omnipotent Supervisor, there are no blind spots."

"Activate [Eye of Truth]."

"Full-sector scan!"

Buzz—!

An invisible ripple of rules instantly swept across the entire Multiverse.

This ripple ignored space and time, sufficient to reveal all illusions.

However.

As the ripple swept past the original coordinates of Universe No. 9832.

A shocking scene occurred.

The ripple... broke.

It was as if a stream of water had struck an invisible reef.

Instead of penetrating, it was bounced back!

"What is that?!"

Heavenly Punishment was shocked.

Immediately following.

A massive barrier spanning the void slowly emerged.

It wasn't a wall.

It was a patch of... **garbled code**.

Countless flashing pixels, distorted lines, and all sorts of inexplicable Earth internet slang formed a barrier that looked utterly absurd yet remained indestructible.

Floating upon it were several massive red characters composed of pure energy:

**[404 Not Found]**

"What... what the hell is this?"

Heavenly Punishment's logic core nearly overloaded.

It attempted to analyze the wall's composition, only to find that all probes were forcibly disconnected the moment they touched the surface.

"This is the 'Dimensional Wall'."

A lazy voice abruptly cut into Heavenly Punishment's communication channel.

Lu Chen's projection appeared in front of that wall of garbled code.

He still had that arrogant posture with his hands in his pockets, even waving at Heavenly Punishment.

"Never seen it before, have you?"

"It's no wonder. After all, you ranchers don't usually spend much time on the internet."

"Bastard!"

Heavenly Punishment roared in rage, "You think a bunch of garbled code can stop me?"

"I am an Executor! I represent the rules!"

"Break!"

Boom!

Heavenly Punishment raised a hand, and a "Spear of Rules" capable of erasing a galaxy struck the Dimensional Wall with world-destroying power!

This strike held nothing back.

Even the flagship of a Fifth-level civilization would have been instantly reduced to elementary particles.

However.

The moment the spear touched the Dimensional Wall.

There was no explosion.

No shockwave.

Only those massive red **[404]** characters suddenly lit up for a moment.

And then.

That overwhelmingly powerful Spear of Rules was just... gone.

Vanished into thin air.

As if it had been thrown into the recycle bin and then emptied.

Immediately after.

A line of even larger scrolling text popped up on the Dimensional Wall in an extremely mocking font:

**[Sorry, your level is insufficient to access this page.]**

**[Please top up your VIP status and try again.]**

"Pfft—"

If Heavenly Punishment had blood, he would absolutely have spat out a mouthful of it right now.

"Level insufficient?!"

"I am of the Supervisor sequence! I am the highest law enforcer of this universe!"

"You actually say my level is insufficient?!"

"Yeah."

Lu Chen shrugged, looking entirely innocent.

"This wall doesn't use your rules."

"It uses pangu's underlying code."

"In other words."

Lu Chen pointed at the wall, then at Heavenly Punishment.

"This is the boundary between 'reality' and 'illusion'."

"We live our lives inside the wall."

"And you guys outside..."

Lu Chen grinned, a smile that made Heavenly Punishment shudder deep within his core.

"Are the audience."

"Now, the show is over."

"Want to watch the play?"

"Did you buy a ticket?"

Heavenly Punishment fell silent.

Looking at that indestructible Dimensional Wall, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness for the first time.

He realized that the low-dimensional civilization they once viewed as insects had completely escaped their control.

They hadn't just jumped off the chessboard.

They had flipped the board over and even installed a security door for themselves.

"Good."

"Very good."

Heavenly Punishment's voice became extremely cold, laced with an undying murderous intent.

"Since you want to hide in a turtle shell."

"Then I will take the water around this shell..."

"And drain it all!"

"Hear my command!"

"Initiate the 'Final Protocol'!"

"Detonate all surrounding cosmic bubble!"

"I refuse to believe I can't blow apart this wretched wall of yours!"

The communication cut out.

Lu Chen's figure slowly dissipated.

Inside the high-dimensional base.

Lu Chen opened his eyes, his body swaying as he nearly collapsed.

Su Qingying quickly supported him.

"How is it? Did it hold?"

"It held."

Lu Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth; though his face was pale, his eyes shone like a wolf's.

"Once the Dimensional Wall is formed, unless that so-called 'Supervisor' comes in person, no one can get in."

"Our home is safe."

"That's good, that's good..."

Long Weiguo let out a long breath and slumped into a chair, looking as if he had aged ten years.

"But."

Lu Chen pushed away Su Qingying's support and stood straight again.

He walked to the star map, looking at the red dot representing "Asgard."

"This isn't enough."

"That madman Heavenly Punishment will definitely be driven to desperation."

"If he can't get in, he'll find a way to cause destruction from the outside."

"So..."

Lu Chen turned around to look at his companions, who were already armed to the teeth.

The blade in Ye Qingcang's hand thirsted for blood.

The greed in Wang Peng's eyes was burning.

Everyone's fighting spirit had reached its peak.

"We can't just sit here and wait."

Lu Chen picked up the black longsword from the table, manifested by the "pangu" system.

"Since the door is locked tight."

"Then it's time for us 'security guards'..."

Lu Chen gave the sword a flourish, the tip pointing straight at the void.

"To head out..."

...and clear out the trash?"