137: Chapter 138 The Privilege of a Higher-Dimensional Observer! Sword Qi Transforms into a Thousand Paper Cranes? Chang'e: So Noisy!

The air in the command hall seemed to solidify into a physical substance. The joy brought by the recent "version update" hadn't even been digested before a killing intent, colder than absolute zero, seeped out from the screens, from the network, and even from the crevices of every electronic component.

Jiang Chen hadn't even had time to withdraw his hand after signing the document when he felt a chill run down his back. It wasn't just cold; it was his animalistic instinct for survival screaming in alarm.

"It's over. The version update was too fast, the patch wasn't applied correctly, and the system is going to crash."

Jiang Chen's heart skipped a beat. Before he could figure out how to explain "being forced to take a concubine for the sake of Earth's peace" to his two "exes" (ah, no, that's current number one and current number two), the battlefield of romantic jealousy exploded without warning.

On the screen, Ji Linglong's hair fluttered without wind. Her originally ethereal white robe now faintly revealed a hint of blood-red—the precursor to the Taichu Holy Land's highest-level forbidden technique: [Blood-Burning Sword Sacrifice].

"Good... very good!"

Ji Linglong's voice was no longer irritable, but rather terrifyingly calm—the silence before a storm. "For the sake of this Earth, I emptied out my dowry and even sent elders to work for you. Yet, right under my nose, you signed a marriage contract with some old hag who popped out of nowhere?"

"Old hag?"

Change, standing on the table, paused. The nail clipper she was using to peel melon seeds for Jiang Chen stopped in mid-air. She tilted her head slightly, a dangerous glint appearing in her eyes, like a dozing lion whose tail had been stepped on by a Chihuahua.

"Um... Linglong, listen to me, this was force majeure..." Jiang Chen tried to salvage the situation.

But Zero didn't give him a chance at all.

The lights throughout the base suddenly turned a gruesome red. All the speakers simultaneously broadcast Zero's signature synthesized electronic voice, but this time, there was no emotional fluctuation in it—only pure, icy killing intent.

"Logical judgment: Target 'Change', threat level: maximum. Nature of action: Plundering spousal resources. Solution: Physical elimination."

"Antimatter annihilation cannon, charging progress: 100%."

"Taichu Sword Formation, remote guidance complete, target locked: Xinhuo Bureau command hall on Earth."

Crazy! Everyone's gone crazy!

Lei Keming almost dropped the purple gold gourd (originally a thermos) in his hand. This wasn't jealousy; this was using the Earth as collateral!

"Quick! Activate all defensive shields! Protect Director Jiang in the center!" Lei Keming roared. Although he knew that against an antimatter cannon and the number one sword cultivator of the cultivation world, Earth's defenses were like paper, he had to make a show of it.

"Go to hell! You vixen!"

Ji Linglong swung her sword fiercely through the screen. Although she couldn't cross over, that sword intent, capable of splitting the galaxy, followed the quantum communication signal, ignored the distance of space, and tore open a massive spatial rift directly above the command hall.

At the same time, the thousands of orbital cannons and ground-based defense towers controlled by Zero turned their barrels, locking onto Change (and the unlucky Jiang Chen).

Destruction was just a moment away.

Elder Huoyun closed his eyes, clutching the braised lion's head meatball he hadn't finished eating, and muttered: "It's over. Now I really have to be sent back to the furnace for recycling."

However, the anticipated explosion did not occur.

Jiang Chen had even prepared himself to be blasted into ash and then resurrected by the system, but several seconds passed, and other than a richer scent of osmanthus flowers drifting into his nose, he felt nothing.

He cautiously opened his eyes, and then, he saw a scene he would never forget in his life.

Change was still sitting on the table, not even having changed her posture. She simply raised her right hand, which had just been peeling melon seeds, and made a gentle "shh" gesture toward the terrifying spatial rift above her head and the countless dark cannon barrels surrounding her.

"Too noisy."

Three words, spoken lightly.

But the moment these three words fell, a rule-based power that could not be described in words descended.

The golden sword intent, capable of severing mountains and rivers, at the moment it touched Change's fingertips, suddenly twisted and deformed like living liquid, and finally, with a "pop," exploded into a sky full of... paper cranes?

Yes, thousands of glowing paper cranes fluttered about in the command hall, and on the wings of every paper crane were the five characters for "Harmony brings prosperity to the family."

And the high-energy particle beams that Zero had fired, capable of annihilating matter, all transformed into bundles of brilliant fireworks the moment they were about to hit their target, exploding against the ceiling of the hall in a riot of colors, even forming a huge heart shape.

"Is... is this an illusion?" Elder Qingxu widened his eyes and reached out to grab a passing paper crane, only to discover that it was real matter, a solid entity compressed from pure energy.

"No, this is not an illusion."

Zero's voice sounded again, but this time it was filled with terror and the static of logical collapse. "Alert... underlying logic has been tampered with... reality parameters have been rewritten... my antimatter cannons have turned into... firework launchers? Attack damage has been forcibly converted into... festive atmosphere?"

Ji Linglong was also dumbfounded. She looked at the holy sword in her hand that once shook the Taichu Realm; now, a pink ribbon was wrapped around the blade, and a cute Chinese knot hung from the tip.

"You... what exactly did you do?!" Ji Linglong's voice was trembling.

Change brushed the melon seed shells off her hands and jumped down from the table, her flowing, iridescent skirt cascading like poured mercury. Ignoring the two romantic rivals who were stunned by this display, she turned and straightened Jiang Chen's slightly messy collar.

"Husband, were you scared?"

Her tone was as gentle as if she were coaxing a child, completely devoid of the domineering aura from just moments ago when she had casually crushed two world-ending ultimate moves.

Jiang Chen nodded mechanically: "No... I just feel like this physics doesn't seem very rigorous."

"Physics?"

Change chuckled, a kind of arrogance that looked down upon all living things in that smile. "That kind of low-dimensional toy is a shackle for the weak. In this universe, there is only one rule that is immutable, and that is—my mood."

She turned around, her gaze sweeping over Ji Linglong and Zero on the screen, and her eyes instantly turned cold.

"Listen well, little girls. I am not here to fight you for a man, because from my dimensional perspective, he was always mine. Your so-called cultivation and technology are, in my eyes, just mud and building blocks used by children playing house."

"If I want it to be a sword, it is a sword; if I want it to be scrap metal, it is scrap metal."

"This is the privilege of a 'Higher-Dimensional Observer'."