164: Chapter 164 The Collapse of the Main God: You Exchange Bloodlines Just to Go Bricklaying?
Instance [Main God Space] · Central Plaza.
This was originally the Holy Land in the hearts of all Reincarnators, as well as the starting point of their nightmares. That giant orb of light floating in mid-air, the "Main God," was like a cold overseer, constantly watching the struggles of ants. The ground was white as jade, surrounded by portals leading to various horror movie worlds. In the past, there was only a deathly silence and the heavy breathing of survivors.
But today, it had turned into a wet market.
"Recycling! High-price recycling! Who has an 'Alien Queen' egg? I need it urgently!" "Teaming up for the 'Resident Evil' instance to farm 'Tyrants'! Need a healer! Any Cultivator who knows 'Mass Healing Art'!" "That big light ball! Stop flashing! It's hurting my eyes! Have some public decency!"
Tens of thousands of players swarmed into this space like locusts. Not only did they not show the slightest bit of awe toward the "Main God," but they instead began... demolition.
Several players from the Civil Engineering Department were hammering away at the white jade floor tiles on the edge of the plaza. "Brother, this material is pretty good! Seems to be 'High-Dimensional Compressed Material'? If we take it back and pave the toilets in the Thirty-Third Heavens with it, it'll definitely be prestigious!" "Pry it up! Pry it all up! Don't even leave the foundation for it!" Thus, under the terrified gazes of the surviving Reincarnators, the Main God Plaza, which symbolized holiness and inviolability, was becoming pitted and hollowed out at a speed visible to the naked eye.
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Main God Space · Veteran Area.
The captain of the "God Squad," a man who had enhanced himself with the "True Ancestor Vampire" bloodline, was currently hiding in his exclusive room, watching the chaos outside through a crack in the door. His hands were shaking, and the red wine (human blood) in his glass spilled all over the floor.
"Madmen... they're all madmen..." "They don't exchange for weapons, they don't enhance their attributes, and they don't even care what the next horror movie is." "They came in just to... pick up trash?"
Just then, his door was violently kicked open. Bang! A group of players wearing strange costumes rushed in.
"Holy crap! There's an elite mob here!" The leading player, "Long Aotian," eyes lit up as he pointed at the vampire captain. "Look at that pale skin! Look at those melancholic eyes! This is definitely a BOSS that drops Advanced vampire bloodlines!"
The vampire captain was furious: "How dare you! I am a veteran! I have survived eighteen horror movies..."
"Who cares how many!" Long Aotian waved his hand, "Brothers! Bring out the garlic! Bring out the crosses! And... whoever that was, release the Sadako we just caught in the 'Ju-On' instance to bite him! Let's see if 'Ghost Biting Ghost' has a critical hit bonus!"
"You..." Before the vampire captain could even transform, he was buried under hundreds of garlic bulbs and a pile of indescribable props. Before he died, he heard this group still discussing: "Hey, do you think we can pull out those vampire teeth to make a dagger?" "Don't waste it! Extract the bloodline factors! I want to add a 'Transform into Bat' skill for myself, so I won't have to take the stairs when delivering takeout!"
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Main God Core · Big Light Ball.
At this moment, the Main God was in a state of extreme logic confusion. [Warning! Warning!] [Unknown virus intrusion detected! logic lock has failed!] [Intruder behavior cannot be parsed!]
It tried to use the "Obliteration" rule to clear these players. But every time it sent down an obliteration command, it would be bounced back by a layer of higher-dimensional golden light film. That was Li Mo's Administrator Privilege. Not only that, this group of players had even started harassing its main body.
Several research-type players (technicians brought by Thunder War) were setting up ladders and climbing up next to the big light ball, holding various detection instruments. "The energy spectrum of this light ball is very strange... seems to be some kind of quantum entangled state?" "Stop talking nonsense! Find where the interface is! The Director said we need to copy its core code!" "Can't find an interface... how about we try drilling a hole with a power drill?"
"Zzzzz—!" The moment the drill touched the surface of the light ball, the Main God let out a shrill alarm. [Pain simulation! Damn it! You insects! You actually dare to drill me?!]
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Thirty-Third Heavens · Tianhe Academy.
Li Mo looked at the miserable state of the Main God on the light screen and shook his head with a smile. "T-9, it seems our new CPU has a bit of a temper."
"Dean, the Main God is trying to reboot," T-9 reported. "It wants to activate the 'Final Purge Program' to detonate the entire Main God Space and perish together with the players."
"Perish together?" Li Mo's gaze turned cold. "Once you've entered my territory, you don't even have the qualification to commit suicide."
He picked up the [spring and autumn brush] and wrote the word "Seal" in the air toward the big light ball. [Entry Loading: Formatting.] [Rewrite underlying logic: From this day forth, you are no longer the Dominator of life and death; you are the 'Central Server' of Tianhe Academy.] [Task Change: Provide full computing power support for pangu online and be responsible for generating new instances.]
Hum—! A golden light crossed dimensions and slammed heavily onto the big light ball. The Main God's alarm stopped abruptly. The originally red light gradually turned into a docile... Tianhe Blue.
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Main God Plaza.
The players discovered that the originally aloof big light ball had suddenly changed. It no longer flashed those incomprehensible countdowns but instead popped up a friendly [Exchange List (Tianhe Version)].
[Welcome to the Tianhe Point Exchange System.] [This System is at your service, provided by the 'Main God'.] [Today's Special Offer:]
Spider-Man Bloodline: Price 500 Contribution Points. (Note: Suitable for high-altitude work, building construction, and fast food delivery.)
Hulk Bloodline: Price 800 Contribution Points. (Note: A brick-moving divine tool! Great strength, plenty of stamina, the only downside is it ruins pants.)
T-800 Terminator Skin: Price 1000 Contribution Points. (Note: Although it's not very useful, but it's cool!)
The players were boiling with excitement. "Holy crap! We can actually exchange for them!" "Spider-Man bloodline? Great! I was just worrying about how to repair the outer walls of the Thirty-Third Heavens! With this, efficiency will double!" "I want to exchange for the Hulk! From now on, I'll be able to carry two tons of rebar at once! I'll outwork all of you!" "That 'Telekinesis' isn't bad either! In the future, I can get my takeout while lying in bed, a must-have for lazy people!"
Hiding in the corner, Xiao Yan (Director of the Demolition Department) and the Magic God (Director of the Programming Department) watched this scene, their worldviews shattered. "They... they're exchanging for these powerful bloodlines just to... work?" Xiao Yan's mouth twitched, "That Spider-Man mutation ability, if placed in the Dou Qi Continent, would be a top-tier assassin talent! They're actually using it to... spread cement?"
The Magic God also covered his face: "That Telekinesis... that's a talent that mental-type mages dream of! They actually want to use it to... be lazy?"
"This is the terrifying part of the fourth calamity." Thunder War walked over, holding a hard drive he had just "copied" from the Main God. He looked at the group of players who were frantically enhancing themselves for "brick-moving efficiency," and a complex light flashed in his eyes. "In their eyes, there is no holiness, no taboos." "All power is just a tool." "And as long as it's a tool... it must serve 'productivity'."
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Version Big Update.
With the recruitment of the Main God, Li Mo struck while the iron was hot and released the 1.2 version update announcement for pangu online.
[Announcement: Fusion of All Heavens and Myriad Realms.] [Description]: Thanks to the efforts of "enthusiastic players," we have successfully acquired "Main God Space Co., Ltd." Now, the ship will open [Infinite Instance Mode].
[New Content]:
Instance Groups Open: Resident Evil, Alien, Ju-On, Avengers Alliance... countless former classic worlds (discarded drafts) have now become your leveling grounds.
Bloodline Fusion System: Allows players to combine Cultivation Techniques with sci-fi bloodlines. For example: [Nuclear Golden Core] (Hulk + Core Formation Stage), [Sword Flying (Iron Man Version)].
Cross-server Battlefield: Since we have the Main God as a springboard, we are turning our sights toward the more distant starry sky. Go conquer! Go plunder! Go wake up those discarded draft worlds that are still slumbering!
As soon as the announcement came out, the real world and the game world exploded at the same time. Especially the real world. As the first batch of players who exchanged for the "Spider-Man Bloodline" manifested their abilities in reality, the style of the entire Earth began to gallop toward a "dance of demons."
A certain construction site in Huaxia. The foreman was worrying about the lack of manpower. Suddenly, several workers wearing tight suits and spraying spider silk from their wrists descended from the sky, hanging upside down on the scaffolding. "Boss! Still need people? I have 'Spider-Sense,' high-altitude work is absolutely safe! Only three hundred a day!" Foreman: "..."
A certain takeout platform. A rider was about to time out because of a traffic jam. He suddenly let out a roar, his skin turned green, his clothes burst, and he turned into a two-meter-tall little green man. He picked up his electric bike and sprinted directly over the traffic. "Your takeout has arrived! Remember to give a five-star review, dear!" The customer looked at the still-panting Hulk, and the chopsticks in his hand dropped in fear.
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Thirty-Third Heavens · Star Gazing Platform.
Li Mo looked at the feedback images and laughed until his stomach hurt. "That's right." "Who says cultivation must be detached from the mortal world?" "Who says superpowers must be used to save the world?" "Using them to deliver takeout, build houses, and fix sewers... this is life."
"However..." Li Mo restrained his smile and looked into the depths of the starry sky. With the fall of the Main God Space, he sensed a more massive and ancient will awakening. That wasn't a discarded draft. That was... the true "Storyline Correction Force."
In the deeper layers of the narrative, something seemed to feel dissatisfied with Li Mo's behavior of "randomly scribbling on the script."
Hum—! A pitch-black rift slowly opened in front of the ship's flight path. But there were no monsters or fleets in this rift. There was only a piece of... paper. A piece of paper so incredibly huge that it obscured the starry sky, a "Censure Notice" (or one might call it a "Lawyer's Letter").
On it was written a row of blood-red characters: [Warning: pangu-003 and its Administrator Li Mo.] [Your behavior has seriously deviated from the 'Basic Law of Cultivation'.] [Storyline logic collapse degree has reached 90%.] [If you do not immediately stop the magical modifications, we will initiate the... 'Eunuch Program' (World Reboot).]
"Eunuch Program?" Li Mo looked at that piece of paper and raised an eyebrow. "So the 'Auditors' have arrived."
He turned around and spoke to the All Heavens and Myriad Realms mentors and player representatives (Thunder War, Long Aotian) behind him. "Everyone." "The game has been played long enough." "Next, we are going to fight a... lawsuit." "Or... a debate about 'who has the right to define this world'."
"Are you ready?" "Let these rigid Auditors see..." "What is called... the power of imagination."