149: Chapter 149 Return and New Official Takes Office: I Heard Someone Wants to File a Complaint Against Me?

Place of Origin · Pantheon Square.

This is the highest point of the Universe, the dream destination for countless civilizations. The pure white floors made of Law extend in all directions, their ends vanishing into a void of white light. Normally, this is a place of absolute silence and sanctity, where even the sound of breathing would be considered a desecration of the Law.

But today, the atmosphere in front of the Pantheon has completely collapsed.

"Back off! Everyone get the hell back! Can't you understand human speech? Then I'll communicate with you in the language of Physics!" Butcher Xiao (Director of the Tianhe Auto Repair Shop and Head of the Demolition Office) stood shirtless, revealing lean muscles covered in grease. He brandished a massive Titan alloy wrench stained with the engine oil of God King Zeus (Mecha Version), blocking the closed bronze gates of the Pantheon like a ferocious guardian deity.

Behind him was a group of students wearing reflective vests with "Tianhe Civil Engineering" printed on them. Instead of Magic Treasures, they held steel pipes imbued with high-voltage arcs, folding chairs, and even beam cutters freshly dismantled from a nearby Light Spirit Race starship. The "human wall" they formed exuded a suffocating air of banditry.

Opposite them hovered a group of Star Alliance Inspectors. Most of these inspectors were energy-based or silicon-based lifeforms, representing the supreme order of the Universe. Normally, they were revered wherever they went; when had they ever seen such a display?

"Vulgar! Barbaric! Unreasonable!" The leading inspector—a silicon-based lifeform composed of countless rotating geometric shapes—was so angry its core processor was buzzing. It pointed at Butcher Xiao, its electronic voice trembling: "This is the Pantheon! The entrance to the Narrative Layer! Your leader's unauthorized entry is already a capital offense, and you dare to obstruct Law enforcement?" "Move aside immediately! Or we will initiate the 'Eradication Program'!"

"Eradicate my ass!" Butcher Xiao spat out a mouthful of rust-flavored saliva. "Our Dean said he's meeting an old friend inside. Anyone who dares disturb him right now is picking a fight with Tianhe Academy. It's a fight with pangu-003. It's a fight with the wrench in my hand!"

"You..." Just as the inspector was about to lose its temper, the Titan God King (Original Body) stepped forward. This ten-zhang-tall giant clad in golden divine armor was currently fuming. Having lost to Li Mo in the race, he had not only lost Face but even his clan's core had been snatched away. Seeing Li Mo's subordinates acting so arrogantly now, old and new grudges surged in his heart. "Why waste words with these natives!" The Titan God King drew the Thunder Greatsword from his waist, its blade wrapped in terrifying electrical arcs capable of tearing through galaxies. "Let me cleave them! And while I'm at it, I'll drag out that fellow hiding behind the gates to see what right he has to be the champion!"

"Yes! Cleave them!" On the other side, the Light Spirit Empress also emitted a sharp mental wave. Her mothership, of which only half remained, was still smoking, and she was currently suppressing a belly full of rage. "Tianhe civilization used illegal means! Their results should be voided!"

Seeing the two S-class civilization leaders about to strike, the surrounding lower-level civilizations watching the scene retreated one after another, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire. Butcher Xiao gripped his wrench tightly, a flash of determination in his eyes. Though they were equipped with the latest Industrial Cultivation Magic Treasures, facing true S-class civilization leaders in a head-on clash would likely end poorly. "Brothers! Form the array!" "All Laws Return to One! Hold the line for me!"

Buzz—! Just as the Titan God King's greatsword was about to fall, the bronze gates of the Pantheon, which had been closed for a long time, let out a heavy roar.

Creak— The doors slowly opened. An ancient, vast aura that seemed to come from the beginning of the Universe poured out from the gap. There was no heaven-shaking killing intent in this aura, nor any violent energy; there was only... a faint scent of ink. Like the smell of a newly opened book.

But the moment this scent appeared, the Thunder Greatsword in the Titan God King's hand, capable of destroying galaxies, actually froze mid-air. It wasn't that he didn't want to strike, but that he found... the surrounding space had solidified. Not just space, but even time, Laws, and even the flow of energy within his body had been paused at this instant.

A young figure slowly stepped out from the shadows behind the door. He wore a faded green scholar's robe, gold-rimmed glasses, and held a seemingly ordinary thread-bound book. His pace wasn't fast—even a bit lazy—but with every step, the Law floor beneath him automatically lit up with golden patterns, as if welcoming a monarch.

"Dean!" Butcher Xiao's eyes lit up, and his wrench fell to the ground with a clang. His fierce bandit aura instantly transformed into the docility of a child seeing their parent. "You're out! Did you settle things with the... big boss inside?"

Li Mo nodded, his gaze calmly scanning the area. At this moment, his temperament had undergone a subtle yet fundamental change. If the person who entered the gates was an "upstart" with great power and cheats, the current him was more like a gardener overlooking his own backyard from a high-dimensional perspective... or an Administrator. In his eyes, there was no longer concrete matter and energy, but the underlying code and narrative logic that only an "Author" could understand.

"Director Xiao, pick up the wrench," Li Mo said calmly. His voice wasn't loud, yet it clearly reached everyone's mind. "Throwing tools around doesn't comply with safety production standards." "Also, put away the steel pipes. We are civilized people; we came to receive an award, not to cause trouble. We must convince people with reason."

"Yes! The Dean is right!" Butcher Xiao hurriedly picked up the wrench and led the students to the sides, clearing a path.

Li Mo walked slowly to the edge of the high platform, looking down at the inspectors and the Titan God King, who was still frozen in a sword-swinging posture with a Face full of terror. "Your Excellency Inspector." Li Mo's gaze fell on the floating geometric lifeforms. "I just had a cup of tea with the boss (Author) upstairs and chatted about work." "He is... very dissatisfied with your recent work efficiency."

"B... Boss?" The inspectors' core processors instantly overloaded. Although they didn't know specifically who the "boss" Li Mo referred to was, as beings who had touched the edge of the Narrative Layer, they instinctively felt a fear coming from the **"Source of Settings."** That was the will of the Creator. "What... what instructions did you receive?" the leading inspector asked tremulously.

"The instructions are simple." Li Mo pulled out the small notebook he always carried. By now, this originally ordinary notebook had undergone a qualitative change. It emitted a faint golden light, and the few crooked, handwritten words on the cover now seemed to contain the ultimate truths of the Great Dao: [Setting Collection · Revised Version (Permission MAX)].

Li Mo flipped open the notebook, picked up the **spring and autumn brush**, and tapped it lightly. "From today, the racing rules of this Starry Sky Ancient Road are abolished." "All passage permissions, civilization ratings, and resource allocations will be redefined by me."

"Based on what?!" The Titan God King finally broke through the solidifying pressure and let out an unwilling roar. "You're just a native who crawled up from a remote star sector! Even if you were lucky enough to win the championship, you're nothing more than the leader of an S-class civilization!" "The Star Alliance is the universally recognized order! What right do you have to govern the Star Alliance? What right do you have to represent the 'boss'?" "I refuse to accept this! I will appeal to the Arbitration Court! I will..."

"You don't accept it?" Li Mo interrupted him, a kind smile curling at the corners of his mouth. He didn't use any spiritual power to suppress the other party, nor did he even lift a finger. He simply raised his brush and wrote a line in the notebook.

[Target: Titan God King.] [Operation: Setting Modification.] [Content: Aesthetic Downgrade. Replace the 'Mighty and Domineering' attribute with 'Pink Maiden Heart'.]

Buzz—! An invisible, undefendable wave that acted directly on the level of Causality instantly swept over the Titan God King.

The next second. The entire field fell silent. Even the air seemed to freeze.

The golden thunder divine armor on the Titan God King, symbolizing power and glory, suddenly vanished in a puff of pink smoke. In its place was... a pink lace tutu. Not just the dress. The Thunder Greatsword in his hand turned into a giant, sparkling magic fairy wand. On his rugged, majestic, battle-scarred Face, two patches of blush and a pair of large, watery eyes actually appeared.

"Wha... What is this?!" The Titan God King looked down at his outfit—enough to make a tough man weep—and let out a sharp, explosive sound. His voice was no longer a thunderous roar, but had turned into a... **"ying ying ying"** high-pitched cutesy voice. "Why is it like this? Where is my armor? Where is my power? How did I become like this? Ying ying ying!"

“Pfft...” Nearby, Butcher Xiao covered his mouth tightly, but his shoulders were shaking like a sieve. The Civil Engineering students behind him were turning purple from holding back their laughter. This was the Titan God King! A top-tier overlord of the Universe! Now he had actually become... a magical girl?

"Wha... What kind of sorcery is this?!" The Light Spirit Empress retreated in terror, the light on her body trembling violently. "Illusion? A curse? Or reality distortion?"

"None of the above." Li Mo closed the notebook, pushed up his glasses, and spoke as calmly as if he were explaining a primary school math problem. "This is a Setting Modification." "I didn't like his armor; it was too tacky, full of the air of an upstart." "Pink is so cute. It's both stress-relieving and healing, fitting the 'Nuclear Peace and Friendship' aesthetic standards of our Tianhe civilization."

Li Mo turned to look at the Light Spirit Empress. "As for you..." "I also think you're too bright; it's a bit of light pollution." "How about... I change you to a rainbow neon light mode? The kind with high-speed strobing?"

"No! Don't!" The Light Spirit Empress shrieked, instantly withdrawing all her light and shrinking herself into a dim little ball of light, hiding behind the inspectors. "I submit! I submit! You're the boss! You have the final say!"

With even the S-class civilization leaders being played like toys, how could the remaining inspectors dare to utter another word? They immediately saw the shadow of the "Unspeakable" on this seemingly harmless young man. That was a horror that transcended dimensions and logic.

"Very good." Li Mo nodded with satisfaction. "It seems everyone is quite sensible."

He turned to look at pangu-003 docked at the harbor. That massive blue planet still floated there quietly. Although it had just gone through a thrilling adventure, it still looked so familiar. That was home.

"Lumina, notify the whole ship." Li Mo's voice was transmitted back to the ship through the broadcast. "The race is over." "Pack your things; we're going home." "Additionally, have all departments get ready." "This time back isn't for resting." "pangu-003... needs a thorough, transformative spring cleaning."

"Spring cleaning?" Lumina's voice came through. "Captain, do you mean clearing out the trash?"

"No." Li Mo looked at the planet, whose surface was still somewhat chaotic and filled with the aura of a "stitched-together monstrosity." "It's a restructuring." "I'm going to change this ship into what it's supposed to look like."

Rumble— Under the complex gazes of various alien civilizations—filled with awe, fear, and a hint of amusement—pangu-003 started its engines once again. A hundred pink biological warships (which now actually looked like a good match for the Titan God King) sprayed out cheerful exhaust flames. This planet, carrying the Cultivation World and Li Mo's new plan, slowly sailed away from the Place of Origin, flying back in the direction it came from on the Starry Sky Ancient Road.

And behind it, the Titan God King in his tutu was still "ying ying ying" crying. This scene became the most indelible psychological trauma in the history of the Star Alliance, and also marked the official beginning of the **"Era of Tianhe Hegemony."**