117: Chapter 117 I Killed Myself, My Final Reclusion

Gu Fan's phrase "Be quiet, it's better for everyone," through some strange law, became a command that caused the logic of the "Devourer of Worlds" to collapse.

Its core consciousness crashed.

"Beep— Buzz buzz buzz—"

The sound it emitted changed; no longer a roar or a delirium, it was a piercing wail, like the noise of an old computer burning out.

The "Devourer of Worlds" fell into a state it had never experienced since its birth.

It even entered an unsolvable logical puzzle.

The meaning of its existence was to devour and destroy. But Gu Fan and his theory of "Great Dao Slacking," with a simple and crude "So what?", had hollowed out the meaning of all these actions.

The "Devourer of Worlds" found itself unable to answer this question.

To find meaning again, it had to create even greater chaos and unleash more thorough destruction.

However, the act of creating chaos itself, when faced with the question "So what?", would become meaningless once more.

It fell into an infinite loop. The logic of its existence began to waver.

"No... wrong! I am the 'Devourer of Worlds'! My meaning is destruction!"

A will roared within its core, trying to regain control.

However, another lighter but irresistible voice whispered deep within its mind.

"But... what after destruction? So what? It's so tiring... might as well just lie down... it's boring..."

"Shut up!"

"So what?"

"I told you to shut up!"

"Boring..."

The evil god's consciousness split.

One part was the destructive instinct that had always devoured worlds.

The other part was the slacker consciousness that had just been born, enlightened by Gu Fan.

Its consciousness began to muddle.

To eliminate that "boring" voice in its head, the evil god began to attack itself.

In the dark Universe, a strange scene unfolded.

That monster composed of eyeballs and stars began a frantic internal struggle.

A tentacle thicker than the moon whipped fiercely at another tentacle, stirring up an energy storm capable of tearing apart planets, yet it only left a shallow scratch on the other.

Countless eyes glared at each other, attempting to kill one another with mental attacks, only for the attacks to collide in mid-air and explode like brilliant fireworks.

Its massive body rolled, twisted, and entangled in space, like a child throwing a tantrum on the ground.

"Roar!" (Destroy everything!)

"Buzz..." (Boring...)

"Kill!" (Kill all you lazy bums!)

"So what?..." (Even after killing them all, won't you still have to rest...)

On Planet Blue, all surviving humans watched the holographic projection restored by the military, dumbfounded as the demon god that was just destroying heaven and earth was now... hitting itself?

In Tianqiong City, in front of the Pure Gold Fried Chicken Shop.

Xiao Fan and Lin Xue were both stunned.

Xiao Fan's mouth hung open for a long time before he finally muttered, "This... is this... fighting against oneself?"

Lin Xue's eyes sparkled as she shook her head and whispered, "No... I feel like it's pondering questions like 'what to eat for lunch' and 'what to eat for dinner,' and then drove itself crazy."

Meanwhile, in Dormitory 404.

Xiao Hei, who had just become a domestic helper, was seriously wiping the windows.

He glanced at the self-destructing evil god in the sky, his brow furrowed.

He took out a small notebook and calmly recorded while muttering to himself.

"Target's logic is chaotic, attacks lack form, covered in openings."

"Energy dissipation is severe, it will produce a large amount of cosmic dust and spatial fragments."

He pushed up his non-existent glasses and reached a conclusion.

"Cleaning up... will be very troublesome."

"I'll have to charge extra."

As for everything happening outside, Gu Fan, the source of it all, had little interest.

Gu Fan felt that the battle had already ended the moment the evil god began to contemplate meaning. Now was just boring cleanup time.

He yawned and boredly pulled out his phone.

Unlocking it, he tapped an app with a small animal icon.

"Ding~ dong~ ding~ dong~"

A light-hearted tune echoed in the quiet fried chicken shop.

Gu Fan started playing a Match-three game.

He swiped the screen, three kittens lined up, and with a "meow," they vanished into points.

He swiped again, four puppies lined up, and with two "woofs," they turned into a super puppy.

This simple, direct, and meaningless joy, through some strange law, was clearly transmitted into the chaotic mind of the "Devourer of Worlds."

This became the final straw that broke its back.

"Ding~ dong~ meow~"

This sound was like the ultimate mockery to it.

Its destructive career, which concerned the survival of the Universe, now appeared tiny and laughable before a Mortal playing a Match-three game.

The meaning it desperately pursued was not even as real as the joy of a Mortal matching three small animals.

Who am I?

Where am I?

Why am I here hitting myself?

The evil god's self-attacks stopped.

All its tentacles hung down limply, all its eyes lost their luster, and its massive body began to slowly shrink.

A weary mental fluctuation spread across the Universe.

But this time, the content was no longer anger or roars, but a sorrowful self-question.

"If... my existence itself is completely meaningless..."

It finally convinced itself.

"...then there is no need for me to exist!"

As soon as the words fell.

The massive body of the "Devourer of Worlds" began to collapse toward its center from the inside out.

There was no explosion, nor any release of energy.

All its matter, energy, and concepts, along with every trace of its existence, were deleted from the Universe by itself.

It came with a bang and left in a whisper.

Finally, in its original position, only a tiny dot remained, and then even that dot vanished, as if it had never appeared.

It was killed by its own instinct to pursue meaning.

In the Universe, the final energy storm subsided.

The sky of Planet Blue returned to a deep azure.

Warm sunlight once again spilled over the land.

In front of the fried chicken shop.

On Gu Fan's phone screen, several bright words popped up.

"GAME OVER".

He stretched, let out a burp, and felt a bit sleepy.

It seemed he had just cleared a game with gorgeous graphics but low difficulty.