187: Chapter 187 Discovering the Flaw: Reincarnators and Transmigrators

On the fourth day of the new Screenwriting Team's tenure, at 2:00 AM, the platform's core database suddenly popped up an abnormal alarm.

It wasn't a world collapse or a rule conflict—it was data theft.

When Lin Chen was awakened by emergency permissions, three hundred and seventy red pop-up windows had already exploded before his eyes, each showing the same problem: [Unauthorized data flow detected overflowing from this world, destination pointing to unknown dimensional coordinates].

"President Lin!" Zhang Hao's image rushed into the room, against a background of frantically flashing monitoring screens. "Thirty-seven worlds are reporting simultaneously—their important characters' 'memory data packets,' 'talent skill modules,' and even 'World Origin Fragments' are being illegally extracted!"

Su Qingyu's image also connected; she was analyzing the data flow: "It's not an internal leak. The extraction method is extremely violent, like using a water pump to suck directly from the world core. Victims include the 'Ancient Inheritance Memory Banks' of three cultivation worlds, the 'Tech Tree Core Nodes' of five sci-fi worlds, and the 'Root Incantation Backups' of eleven magic worlds..."

"Loss estimate?" Lin Chen asked.

"Preliminary estimate," Mo Shan's virtual image appeared, looking grim. "In the past twenty-four hours, the total value of stolen data resources is approximately nine trillion dimension points. And this isn't the first time—hidden background logs show this theft has been going on for at least three hundred years, it was just deliberately covered up by the old shareholders before."

Lin Chen pulled up the platform's all-dimensional monitoring network.

Activated [Deep Scan].

Ten seconds later, the results were out.

In the image, dense, parasite-like translucent tentacles emerged around more than three thousand live-streamed worlds. Each tentacle was rooted in a world barrier, with the other end extending deep into the dimensional void, continuously sucking the "nutrients" of the worlds.

He zoomed in on the source of one of the tentacles.

It was a bubble-like space hidden in a dimensional crevice. Its internal structure was as crude as a temporary construction shack, but it hung an arrogant sign:

[Main God Space · 88th Branch]

Scope of Business: Resource recycling across all heavens and myriad realms, system distribution, Reincarnator employment

Slogan: Your opportunity, my wealth

In the bubble space, over a hundred creatures of various forms were squeezed together—human forms, mechanical bodies, energy lifeforms. They were all wearing uniform gray uniforms with ID badges pinned to their chests, busily processing the data streams coming from the tentacles:

"Ancient inheritance from Cultivation World A-774, 92% purity, package price thirty million dimension points, list it on the black market."

"Tech tree node from Sci-fi World B-331, already copied seventeen times, selling for five million each."

"Root incantations from a magic world... Huh? Why is this one missing a key part? Whatever, even the incomplete version can sell for two million."

They were fencing stolen goods.

"Reincarnators..." Su Qingyu recognized those uniforms. "And System Carriers—look at that corner!"

In the corner of the screen, several "administrators" in more refined uniforms were installing [Golden Finger Systems] for a batch of newly arrived Hosts:

"Send this one to a martial arts world, install the 'Get Stronger Through Killing' system, let him kill ten thousand people, and recycle his killing energy."

"Send this one to a xianxia world, install the 'Looting Opportunities' system, specifically to steal the protagonist's treasures and women, and recycle emotional fluctuations."

"Send this one to an apocalyptic world, install the 'Base Building' system, and once he develops, recycle both the base and the person together."

Assembly line operations.

"They aren't the platform's legal creators," Zhang Hao's voice trembled. "They are pirates. They steal our world resources, process them into low-quality systems, and then stuff them back into our worlds, letting Hosts help them plunder even more resources..."

"Worse yet," Mo Shan pulled up deeper data, "these Main God Spaces have shareholders backing them."

The screen showed that the capital flow of several Main God Spaces eventually merged into several accounts on the platform's shareholder list—all of them were the old-guard shareholders who had suffered heavy losses in Lin Chen's reforms.

"They are using these illegal means to make up for lost dividends," Su Qingyu understood.

Lin Chen closed the monitoring.

He opened the platform's [Loophole Report Database] and searched for the keywords "Reincarnator," "System," and "Transmigration."

Over nine thousand reports popped up—all complaints submitted by various world consciousnesses over the past three hundred years:

[World G-557 Complaint: Illegal individuals calling themselves 'Reincarnators' broke in, slaughtered important characters of this world, plundered 'World Origin Fragments' and vanished, causing world stability to drop by 7%]

[World H-882 Complaint: Detected 'System Carriers' tampering with this world's fate line, forcibly taking away this world's Child of Destiny, the world's development trajectory has been destroyed]

[World K-009 Emergency Help: Three Main God Spaces are fighting on the outskirts of this world, vying for mining rights, the world barrier is about to break...]

Behind each report was the processing opinion of the old Screenwriting Team: [Reviewed, this is a normal plot fluctuation, no action required].

Or even more blunt: [This world's resource output rate is low, external stimulation is allowed to improve efficiency].

"They didn't just tolerate it," Lin Chen looked at those approvals, "they also participated in the profit-sharing."

He pulled up the secret agreements between the old shareholders and the Main God Spaces.

The contents of the agreements were shamelessly naked:

shareholders provide world coordinates and barrier loophole information.

Main God Spaces are responsible for invasion and plundering.

Profits are split fifty-fifty.

If a world consciousness complains, the shareholders are responsible for suppressing it.

"No wonder those old shareholders opposed my reforms," Lin Chen sneered. "I cut off their legal income, and I cut off their illegal income too."

"What do we do now?" Zhang Hao asked. "These Main God Spaces are hidden in dimensional crevices; conventional means are hard to track. And they have insiders provided by the shareholders; they'll run at the slightest sign of trouble."

"Conventional means won't work," Lin Chen said, "so we'll use unconventional ones."

He pulled up the database of the eight thousand plus newly recruited experts.

Input filtering criteria:

Has fought against Reincarnators/Systems

Has dimensional tracking experience

Proficient in space blockade technology

Result: Four hundred and seventy-three people.

Refine further:

Has destroyed a Main God Space branch: Eleven people.

Lin Chen connected a group chat with these eleven people.

Virtual screens unfolded, and eleven experts of various forms appeared—a warrior covered in scars, a hacker with eyes flashing with data streams, a Feng Shui master (dimensional version) holding a compass.

"Everyone," Lin Chen got straight to the point, "the platform is being gnawed by parasites. I need a 'Dimensional Enforcement Squad' specifically to clean up these illegal intruders."

"Enforcement Squad?" The warrior with a giant sword grinned. "Nice name. But I need permissions—permissions to block dimensional channels."

"Granted." Lin Chen pulled up the permission allocation interface. "Each of you will receive 'Temporary Law Enforcement Authority,' allowing you to forcibly block all entrances and exits of the target space during missions."

"We also need tracking methods," the hacker with eyes flashing data streams said. "Main God Spaces constantly jump coordinates; conventional tracking will be shaken off."

"Use this." Lin Chen opened the platform's resource library and pulled out a bottom-drawer treasure—the [Karma Entanglement Net].

It was a golden mesh structure. Once it locked onto a target, it would permanently entangle with the target's karma lines; no matter which dimension they fled to, they could be tracked.

"This thing..." The Feng Shui master's eyes lit up. "I remember it requires S-rank permission to deploy."

"I am the Chairman now." Lin Chen clicked to authorize. "For anything below S-rank, I have the final say."

"Finally," a silent ghost-form expert spoke, "after the cleanup, those captured Reincarnators and System Carriers... how will they be handled?"

Lin Chen pulled up the newly drafted "Regulations for Handling Illegal Intruders":

First Tier: Those who initiate invasions and cause major losses—stripped of all abilities, consciousnesses placed into 'Labor Reform Scripts,' providing free service to the damaged worlds until the losses are compensated.

Second Tier: Forced participants (such as Hosts forcibly bound by systems)—systems removed, and depending on the severity of the circumstances, either repatriated to their original worlds or placed under supervision.

Third Tier: Main God Space administrators—permanently sealed, and all technology, resources, and data they possess will be confiscated and nationalized.

"Additionally," Lin Chen added, "50% of all confiscated resources and data will be returned to the damaged worlds, 30% will be used for the construction of the Dimensional Enforcement Squad, and 20% will be incorporated into the platform's public fund."

"Fair." The giant sword warrior nodded. "When do we start?"},{