Chapter 100 Reality Interconnection Begins, Talents Synchronize with Reality

Qin Wentian had been honestly moving goods in the back mountain warehouse for several days, facing densely packed Abyss Crystal serial numbers every day and neatly categorizing different grades of ore. Zhao Kai was very patient in guiding him, teaching him everything from how to fill out international courier forms to how to phrase payment reminder emails for overseas guilds, point by point. Qin Wentian also learned seriously; although he would occasionally frown habitually and want to flare up, he managed to suppress his temper every time. As he squatted on the warehouse floor checking the newly arrived Star Core Fragments against the manifest, he suddenly looked up and said to Zhao Kai, "Back when I was in the Heavenly Temple, I thought these things were tasks for servants." Zhao Kai didn't even look up as he replied, "And what about now?" Qin Wentian fell silent for a moment before lowering his head to continue the inventory. "Now I feel that having a place where you can do honest work is a blessing."

On the third floor of the Unscrupulous Business Center, Lin Ye was sitting by the window reading the global data monitoring weekly report that Ghost had just submitted. Su Qinghan was opposite him, organizing the latest batch of contract renewals for overseas guilds, Fatty Wang was in the corner tapping a calculator rapidly, and Po Jun leaned against the door, silent as always. Everything was as peaceful as usual until a line of dark purple light text that Lin Ye had never seen before popped up on his Talent panel without warning. It wasn't a system prompt or a combat log; it was a line of text that floated directly into the depths of his consciousness, like someone had carved a request into his mind using the luster of an Abyss Source Vein.

"Detected that the cross-dimensional energy resonance threshold has broken through the critical point. Reality Synchronization channel is ready. Enable cross-dimensional Reality Synchronization?"

Lin Ye's hand, holding a teacup, stopped in mid-air. He tilted his head to glance out the window; the independent players in Dawn City square were still lining up to experience that golden customized game pod, and stable purple light glowed from the direction of the Abyss Rift. Everything looked no different from usual, but he could feel the chaotic Decay energy within his body vibrating gently at an unprecedented frequency, like a river that had been dammed for a long time finally hearing the sound of water on the other side of the gate.

He set down his teacup and chose "Enable" in his mind.

Dark purple light silently exploded from the Talent panel, spreading along his nerve endings to every cell in his body. It wasn't a domain expansion like in the game, nor was it the energy resonance of a cross-server teleportation, but something more fundamental and subtle. He could feel his Talent energy penetrating the game pod's holographic interface, flowing slowly through the cross-dimensional channel toward his own hands in the real world.

At the same time, the game pods of all online players across the entire server received a golden announcement pushed by the official system. The content of the announcement was simple, but every word made players worldwide widen their eyes—"The 'Reality Linkage' version of 'gods domain: origin' is officially live. The Talent skills of some players can produce a weak synchronization effect with the real world; the synchronization intensity varies based on Talent characteristics and player ability. This is the formal activation of the underlying cross-dimensional rules. Players are encouraged to explore on their own."

The cross-server channel was instantly flooded with messages.

Wocao Wuqing was the first to roar—Reality Linkage! In-game Talents can be brought into reality! I'm going to try today if my Crit Talent can get me free takeout! Data Emperor immediately pulled up the synchronization rules from the backend and found that the synchronization intensity mentioned in the announcement varied by Talent characteristics, meaning Brother Ye's Decay Talent could also be used in reality. If the synchronization rate of an SSS-grade Talent was also SSS-level, then he could apply debuffs in reality as well. Brick-Moving Expert added: No wonder the officials were desperately giving Brother Ye items before; it turns out they were preparing for this version all along. They weren't afraid Brother Ye would run out of content to exploit; they were afraid he'd have content but refuse to play with them. Invincible Sword God summarized it brilliantly—Brother Ye was crushing overseas guilds on the cross-server battlefield yesterday, and today he can crush scumbags in reality.

Lin Ye didn't look at the cross-server channel; he was feeling that dark purple energy flowing through his entire body. It wasn't the world-destroying, instant-kill power from the game; the energy intensity of Reality Synchronization was only a few thousandths of that in the game, very weak, like a newly lit oil lamp. But he could clearly feel that this energy could be freely controlled by him, as naturally as controlling his own fingers. He raised his right hand, and a ball of extremely faint dark purple light slowly condensed in his palm, about the size of a fist, its brightness not even matching the shop sign at the entrance of the Unscrupulous Business Center. He stared at the light for a moment, then gently clenched his fist; the light dissipated silently, turning into an almost invisible transparent ripple that spread out soundlessly from the third-floor window, covering the entire Dawn City square.

The effect was immediate. On the east side of the square, a mobile vendor operating illegally had his skewer cart's wheels suddenly lock up; no matter how he pushed, it wouldn't move. He squatted down to check the wheels and found the axle wasn't broken, but it just wouldn't budge, as if held down by an invisible hand. He scratched his head and muttered, "This junk cart is acting up again," before obediently moving the cart back a few meters, just avoiding the fire lane. On the west side, a man talking loudly on his phone next to the golden customized game pod suddenly found his call quality stuttering; the other party's voice was intermittent, as if someone was pressing and releasing a mute button. He shouted into the phone several times but still couldn't hear clearly, so he had to lower his voice and walk further away to take the call, and the clamor on the square instantly quieted down a bit.

The news spread quickly. The aunties in the neighborhood square heard about this and someone immediately called the studio. The leader, Auntie Zhang, was an old resident living below Lin Ye's studio; she had been disciplined once before by Lin Ye with a Volume Attenuation debuff, but now she had instead become a loyal fan of Lin Ye. She asked tentatively over the phone, "Xiao Ye, I heard your game can manage neighborhood noise? A new group of people came here, banging drums and gongs for live streams every night. The property management's persuasion didn't work and the police won't get involved; can you help?"

Lin Ye smiled and told Auntie Zhang to just get their phone number for him. After Auntie Zhang sent the live stream leader's number, Lin Ye dialed it. Noisy background sounds came from the other side, and a man with a coarse voice shouted, "Who is this?" Lin Ye didn't answer; he simply held the phone's microphone close to his right fingertip, and an almost invisible thread of dark purple energy extended silently along the communication signal, precisely entangling the speaker module of the other party's phone. In the next second, the coarse-voiced man's live-streaming equipment suddenly couldn't make a sound. He shouted into the microphone several times, and the audience in the comments section flooded the screen asking why he suddenly went mute. He was so anxious he broke out in a sweat, thinking the equipment was broken, and hastily packed up his stall; the neighborhood square abruptly fell silent. Auntie Zhang offered a thousand thanks over the phone. Lin Ye hung up and looked at his fingers, saying to Su Qinghan, "Signal interference." Su Qinghan added a line to the experimental log, then looked up and asked, "Is the intensity controllable?" Lin Ye nodded. "It's the same logic as stacking layers in the game. At a few thousandths of the power, precisely attenuating the volume of a specific target is enough. There's no need to crash the signals for the entire street." Su Qinghan put down her pen after finishing the note and gave a light laugh. "This certainly fits your style—leaving the unscrupulousness for the scumbags and returning peace to ordinary people."

In the technical department, Ghost used a Cross-dimensional Energy Monitor to record every energy fluctuation of Lin Ye's Reality Synchronization throughout the process. He discovered that when Lin Ye locked onto a target, his Talent panel would automatically generate a debuff icon identical to the one in-game, except the icon had a small "Reality" tag in the bottom right corner. This tag meant the effect was not constrained by the game server and was maintained entirely by the cross-dimensional channel itself. The Decay duration was proportional to the target distance and synchronization intensity; the closer the target, the higher the precision, and the further the distance, the greater the consumption. Currently, the maximum effective range was about two kilometers; beyond two kilometers, the energy would Decay to a point where it could barely be triggered.

After reviewing the monitoring data, Su Qinghan closed the report and said, "In other words, you can now apply reality debuffs to any scumbag within two kilometers on Dawn City square." Lin Ye stood up and walked to the window; that golden customized game pod on the square was still glowing, and independent players were still lining up. Looking at the expressions on those ordinary players' faces, he suddenly remembered the days when he first entered the game, grinding wild rabbits in the Novice Village with no gear, unable to even afford rent.

He was about to say something when his phone rang. It wasn't an in-game private message, but a stranger's number in reality. He picked up, and the voice of a middle-aged man came from the other side, sounding very tired and urgent. The man said he was a homeowner in a neighborhood in the south of the city; the developer had converted the fire lane into shops for rent. The owners had complained for half a year and were ignored, and having recently seen the news about Que De Studio, he called to ask for help as a last resort. Lin Ye didn't agree immediately; he only asked for the specific location of the fire lane. The man gave the address, and Lin Ye noted it down before hanging up.

Su Qinghan asked him if they were taking this job. Lin Ye said to let Ghost verify the situation first; if it was true, they'd take it, if not, they wouldn't touch it. He sat back down and picked up his teacup again as the lights of Dawn City square under the night sky went out one by one. The global players' carnival on the cross-server channel continued, and the soft light from the golden customized game pod on the first floor of the Unscrupulous Business Center reflected on the faces of the independent players in line, everyone's eyes sparkling. Meanwhile, in a corner two kilometers away from Dawn City, the recipient who had been touched by the leaked data from Liu Jingming's unfinished report was quietly opening a fragment concerning the synchronization algorithm for chaotic Decay energy.