336: Ten thousand years later, the magnificent civilization of the Earth Federation!

Time is both the cheapest and the most expensive thing in this universe.

Within that dimensional wall labeled "404 Not Found," time has flowed for a full ten thousand years.

Of course, this is relative to the inside of the wall.

Under the adjustment of Lu Chen's "pangu" system, the flow of time here has been forcibly stretched.

One day outside is one year inside.

So, while the outside world is still fighting tooth and nail for that "Battle Royale."

Here, the world has changed completely... "Pangu Continent," Central Divine Domain.

This is no longer that tiny blue planet.

Instead, it is an **Artificial Continent** spanning three thousand light-years, compressed from countless stellar cores and high-dimensional matter.

Here, the speed of light is no longer a limit.

Spatial jumping has become a commuting method as common as taking a bus.

Even the marbles in the hands of children playing by the roadside are miniature black holes sealed by force fields.

"Make way! Everyone make way!"

A shout echoed through the skies.

An interstellar train, twenty thousand kilometers long and woven from pure "rule lines," roared past.

Large characters were printed on the carriages: [Future Technology Group · Myriad Worlds Logistics].

Wang Peng (Fatty) sat in a luxurious office at the top of the train, looking at the reports in his hand with a long face.

"This is worrying me to death."

Wang Peng set down a cup of tea brewed with "Water of the Milky Way" on the table with a thud.

"What's wrong, President Wang? Business not good lately?" the bionic female secretary beside him asked cautiously.

"Good, my foot!"

Wang Peng pointed at the extremely prosperous scene outside the window, looking deeply pained.

"Inflation!"

"In the past, one 'Negative Entropy Battery' could be traded for a galaxy."

"And now? Our technological explosion here is too fast; Negative Entropy Batteries have become street stall junk! Even elementary school students find the energy density too low for their toys!"

Wang Peng scratched his head, which was no longer losing hair (a benefit of Genetic Ascension).

"If we don't open for business soon, that mountain of 'Two-Dimensional Foil' in my warehouse is going to expire!"

...In the far north of the continent, the [Heavenly Soldier Martial Arts Field].

There are no cities here, only a desolate steel jungle.

RUMBLE—!!!

A loud bang shattered the dimensions.

Ye Qingcang was bare-chested, his muscles knotted like coiled dragons.

He wasn't holding a blade.

Instead, he was holding up a... collapsing **neutron star** with one hand.

"Up... with you!"

The Old General gave a roar, exerting force with one arm, and actually threw that neutron star of terrifying mass like a shot put, smashing it deep into the void!

Thud!

The firing range trembled.

Space fractured.

"Ninth ring! Commander Ye is mighty!"

Around him, millions of soldiers wearing "Xingtian-X" type ultimate individual combat mechs shouted in unison.

The sound waves converged, actually dispersing the rule clouds in the sky.

"Mighty, my ass!"

Ye Qingcang brushed the stardust off his hands, looking displeased.

"It's been ten thousand years."

"My blade is about to rust."

"Fighting these simulation programs every day is boring! No fun at all!"

He looked up at the gray "dimensional wall" stretching across the horizon.

The battle intent in his eyes was like a volcano about to erupt, suppressed to the extreme.

"When exactly will Commander Lu be willing to open the door?"

"My great blade is already thirsty and hard to restrain!"

...In the center of the continent, the Lingxiao Heavenly Court.

This is the brain of the entire civilization and the core of the "pangu" system.

In a pavilion floating above the nine heavens.

Lu Chen was lying on a rattan chair, an ancient paper book covering his face.

Beside him, Su Qingying was brewing tea.

The tea fragrance curled up, containing a Dao charm that could sublimate one's soul.

"It's been ten thousand years."

Su Qingying gently poured a cup of tea and handed it to Lu Chen. "The 'Battle Royale' outside should be nearly over, right?"

"Mm."

Lu Chen took the book off his face and stretched.

His appearance was still young, as if time could not leave any trace on him.

But his eyes had become increasingly profound.

The left eye held the past, the right eye held the future.

A single glance spanned ten thousand years.

"According to 001's monitoring."

Lu Chen picked up the tea and took a sip. "Those so-called 'Supervisor' have already wiped out 99% of the low-dimensional universes."

"Now, there are fewer than ten 'Gu King' left outside."

"They are conducting the final decisive battle."

Su Qingying pushed up her glasses, a confident smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.

"And us?"

"What is our comprehensive combat power rating now?"

"Rating?"

Lu Chen put down his teacup, stood up, walked to the edge of the pavilion, and looked down at this civilization continent that was so brilliant it was breathtaking.

A hundred billion rule-based warships were ready to go.

Tens of trillions of Federation citizens had undergone Genetic Ascension and mastered high-dimensional power.

And then there was the "pangu" system, which had completely analyzed the Supervisor' underlying code and evolved into its ultimate form.

"Our rating..."

Lu Chen smiled.

A smile as light as clouds, yet peerlessly overbearing.

"It broke the scale long ago."

"The current Earth Federation is no longer something that can be defined as a 'Level 5 Civilization' or a 'God-level Civilization'."

"We are..."

Lu Chen reached out and made a gentle grasping motion toward the void.

"A BUG."

"A super BUG sufficient to make the entire Multiverse server... completely crash."

Just then.

heavenly craft's figure emerged without warning.

She no longer looked like a little girl, but had transformed into a divine goddess wearing a galaxy-patterned dress with a noble temperament.

"Father."

heavenly craft's voice was calm, but it was hard to hide a hint of excitement.

"External signals detected."

"Those so-called 'Gu King' have fought their way to the vicinity of our coordinates."

"The aftershocks of their battle... are impacting the 'dimensional wall'."

"Oh?"

Lu Chen raised an eyebrow, the laziness in his eyes instantly dissipating.

It was replaced by the excitement of a hunter seeing prey deliver itself to the door.

"They've fought their way here?"

"Good."

Lu Chen straightened the black windbreaker he had worn for ten thousand years (which was actually a manifestation of rules).

"It just so happens the warehouses at home are bursting."

"Fatty shouts every day about clearing inventory, and Old Ye shouts every day about his hands being itchy."

"Then..."

Lu Chen suddenly flicked his sleeve, and a golden decree instantly spread throughout the entire Pangu Continent!

"Pass down my order!"

"Everyone, prepare!"

"Take down that '404' sign for me!"

Su Qingying looked at him, her eyes gentle and firm: "What are you going to do? Join the war directly?"

Lu Chen turned around, looked at his wife, and then looked at the vast sky.

A smile curled at the corner of his mouth that would make the entire Multiverse tremble.

"Join the war?"

"No."

"That kind of low-end game is boring."

Lu Chen took a step forward, his figure instantly vanishing from the spot, leaving only a sentence echoing in the wind:

"I'm going to..."

"Clear the field!"