95: Chapter 95 Abyss Scout: I want to go home, these people are insane.

Heavenly River Sword Sect, Scripture Pavilion.

The Emperor of Great Zhou's efficiency was astonishing. In just half a day, thousands of carriages bearing royal seals formed a long queue, transporting unique copies and Secret Manuals accumulated over thousands of years in the Great Zhou Dynasty's treasury to the foot of the mountain.

"Move them! Move them all up for me! Handle with care!" Emperor of Great Zhou (Emperor of Great Zhou) personally directed the operation. At this moment, he had completely stepped into the role of "External Logistics Manager of the Heavenly River Sword Sect," full of energy.

Inside the Scripture Pavilion, Li Mo looked at the numbers constantly ticking on the System's back end, feeling great. [Database updating...] [Current collection volume skyrocketing.] [Distance to unlocking the next level of authority (Nascent Soul level): 5% remaining.]

"Not bad, these workers are really pulling their weight." Li Mo held a cup of goji berry tea, standing by the second-floor railing and looking down.

Downstairs, Senior Brother Lei Wanjun was carrying two huge book crates, walking as if flying. Since his worldview was reshaped in the Restricted Book Area, this Senior Brother's aura had changed. He was no longer as sharp as before, but had become... eccentric. He walked in "sine waves," carried books with a focus on "torque balance," and occasionally muttered "everything is number."

However, no one noticed that hidden within Lei Wanjun's shadow was an extremely obscure, twisted dark shadow.

...

[Deep within Lei Wanjun's Sea of Consciousness]

This place should have been a peaceful lake of Sword Intent. But at this moment, an indescribable intruder—a Divided Soul of the Ancient God of the Abyss, "The Faceless One"—was floating above the lake, letting out a sinister sneer.

"Jie jie jie... what a perfect vessel." "This human's mental defense line is already 'shattered,' full of loopholes. With just a little guidance, I can devour his Soul and then use his body to assassinate that damned Administrator!"

The Faceless One was a master of mental control in the Abyss. It favored those with unstable minds, madmen on the brink of collapse. Because the heart's door of a madman was usually wide open.

"Come, Mortal, accept the gifts of the Abyss, embrace chaos..." The Faceless One transformed into countless tentacles and stabbed fiercely into Lei Wanjun's "memory fragments."

However, in the next second, The Faceless One's tentacles froze. What it had expected to see was fear, greed, or the desire for slaughter. But what it saw was a pile of... weird things it couldn't understand at all.

Memory Fragment One: A huge, constantly rotating triangle whose interior angles did not sum to 180 degrees, screaming: "I am a right angle! But I am also an obtuse angle! I am Schrödinger's angle!" The Faceless One: "???" (In the logic of the Abyss, even chaos must have basic laws. What on earth is this?)

Memory Fragment Two: Li Mo holding a ruler, whipping Lei Wanjun's face: "Remember! Space is folded! You think you're walking in a straight line, but you're actually in a maze! Your sword is not a sword; it's a probability cloud!" Lei Wanjun's face was full of fanaticism: "Understood! I am the cloud! I am the probability! The moment I strike, the enemy is both dead and alive!"

Memory Fragment Three: A book titled "Guide to Raising High-Dimensional Creatures." Within its pages were drawn countless eyes, currently drooling at The Faceless One: "Look! That dark shadow looks delicious! Its protein content is five times that of beef!"

"Ah—!!!" The Divided Soul of The Faceless One let out a miserable scream. Where was the mental loophole? This was clearly mental pollution! This human's brain wasn't filled with "chaos," but with "Forbidden Knowledge" so Advanced that even the Abyss found it disgusting!

"No! This is impossible!" The Faceless One tried to retract its tentacles, but it discovered with horror that Lei Wanjun's Sea of Consciousness had generated a massive suction force. Those crazy geometric shapes and twisted laws of Physics were like sharks smelling blood, pouncing on it frantically. "Come do some problems!" "Quick, calculate this integral!" "Prove whether this cat is dead or alive!"

"Get away! I don't do problems! I am an Ancient God! I have dignity!" The Faceless One fled frantically within Lei Wanjun's brain. It regretted its actions; it wanted to go home. The humans of this Cultivation World were too terrifying—even the madmen were this competitive?

...

Real world, first floor of the Scripture Pavilion.

Lei Wanjun, who was moving books, suddenly stopped. His whole body trembled, his eyes rolled back, and he foamed at the mouth. "Senior Brother! What's wrong?" The Disciples nearby were terrified.

"Not good! Something filthy!" On the second floor, Li Mo's eyes narrowed. Although he had lost his Administrator code permissions, his newly acquired Eye of Truth was no mere decoration. In his vision, a black octopus-like phantom was perched on Lei Wanjun's head, twitching frantically, seemingly "electrocuted" by the host's brain waves.

"An Abyssal Parasite?" Li Mo frowned. If this thing went out of control, it would explode in the Scripture Pavilion and pollute all the books.

"Can't delete it with code... then I'll have to use physical therapy." Li Mo pulled out a spiked club covered in runes from under the counter (a tool he usually used to repair bookshelves) and jumped straight down from the second floor.

"Stand back! This is an epileptic seizure caused by 'knowledge overload'!" Li Mo shouted, dispersing the crowd.

He rushed to Lei Wanjun and, without any hesitation, raised the spiked club and slammed it down hard on the invisible dark shadow (one inch above Lei Wanjun's crown).

[Rule of Physics: When the striking force is great enough, any state of possession will be forced to terminate (commonly known as: beating the crap out of it).]

Thud! A dull sound. Though he hit the air, the dark shadow let out a shrill scream. "Screech—!!"

The Faceless One had just been tortured to death by "calculus" in Lei Wanjun's brain. It had just wanted to escape when it was stunned by this sudden club strike. This blow carried the "Silence" rule of the Scripture Pavilion, directly shattering one-third of its spiritual body.

"Come out!" Li Mo struck again. "Illegal entry! You didn't buy a ticket!" Thud! "How dare you make such a racket (mental scream) in the library!" Thud!

After three consecutive strikes, the dark shadow finally couldn't take it anymore. Like toothpaste being squeezed out, it gushed from Lei Wanjun's seven orifices and condensed in mid-air into a palm-sized, trembling little black figure.

"Don't...Don't打了..." The Faceless One pleaded weakly. Its pride and its Divine Might as an Ancient God had vanished under the dual blow of "problem-solving" and the "spiked club." "I... I'm just passing through..."

"Passing through?" Li Mo grabbed the little black figure, pushed up his glasses, and gave a kindly smile. "Passing through is just fine." "My book 'Abyssal Creature Anatomy' just happens to be missing a living teaching specimen."

He took an empty ink bottle from his robe, stuffed The Faceless One inside, tightened the cap, and pasted a seal on it: [Name: Abyssal Parasite (IQ deficient)] [Use: Used to demonstrate 'how to poke the Abyss in the eye when it gazes at you.']

At this time, Lei Wanjun also woke up. He touched his undamaged head with a look of confusion: "Senior... what happened to me just now? I seem to have had a nightmare, dreaming that an octopus was forcing me to do Advanced Mathematics problems..."

"It's nothing." Li Mo patted his shoulder and said earnestly, "That was a Heart Demon. It means your 'madness' isn't pure enough yet; you still need to read more." "Go on, finish moving the rest of the books. As a reward, you can stay in the Restricted Book Area for an extra hour tonight."

Hearing this, Lei Wanjun was overjoyed: "Thank you, Senior! I'll go right now!" With that, he shouldered the book crates and rushed out like he'd been injected with chicken blood.

Li Mo looked at the ink bottle in his hand and shook the little black figure inside. "It seems the Abyss has already started to infiltrate." "Since you want to come in so badly..."

He turned to look at the pile of Great Zhou royal books that had just been moved in. One ancient book on Formations caught his attention. "Ancient Teleportation Formation Maintenance Manual."

Li Mo's eyes lit up. "Although I can't change the code, I can 'fix the road.'" "How about changing that Abyss entrance that's been 'dialing up' into a 'one-way passage'?" "Only entry allowed (becoming ingredients/teaching specimens), no exit."

An even more insane "Ranch Project" slowly took shape in his mind.