64: Chapter 64 Antibodies of the World

Chapter 64 Worldview Unlocked: We are the 'World's Antibodies'

In the Blackstone Abyss after Chief Examiner's departure, the dead silence lasted for only three seconds.

After three seconds, it erupted into a frenzy more violent than any previous victory.

"Expedition! Expedition! Form the 'Sacred Land Sightseeing Group'! No, the 'Sacred Land Demolition Office'!" Demolition Office Director shouted with arms raised, the fanaticism on his face making even the most ferocious monster remains nearby look docile.

"Coordinates! Quick, scale that star map! Calculate the curvature and spatial jump points!" Outlaw Zhang San was already squatting on the ground, his eyes fixed on the slowly dissipating golden star map. He muttered terms like "Rule Singularity" and "High-Dimensional Projection," leaving the surrounding players stunned.

"Gui Xu Spirit Eye..." Miner Boss licked his dry lips and murmured to himself, "Will a forbidden-level map like that produce 'Astral Iron'? Or 'Void Crystals'? We're rich, brothers, we're really going to strike it rich this time!"

In the crowd, Holy Light Hunk and Zero looked at each other from dozens of meters away.

In the former's eyes was an unprecedented fighting spirit.

Chief Examiner's fall and madness, and Fairy Yunshang's schemes and calculations, all became the most perfect sacrifices beneath his holy sword.

The Sacred Land forbidden zone?

That was the ultimate stage for purifying evil!

The latter's figure flickered in the shadows as he felt the throbbing from the depths of his soul brought by the name 'Gui Xu Spirit Eye'.

That place must hold a power more fundamental and closer to the world's truth than the 'Heavenly Demon Strategy'.

He had to obtain it.

Inside the floating council chamber of the "City of Liver Emperor."

The atmosphere was more solemn than ever before.

All Realms Connector's fat fingers tapped rhythmically on a massive sand table composed of light and shadow; at its center was the star map left by Chief Examiner.

"It's a trap, an open conspiracy," he said deeply, though a hint of excitement was suppressed in his voice. "Chief Examiner handed us the blade and pointed out our next 'version update content'. He calculated that we would definitely go."

"What about the risk assessment?" a guild leader asked.

"Risk?" All Realms Connector laughed, his fat trembling. "Risk is profit! In a game, when the main quest is slapped right in your face, your only choice is to take it! And you must be the first to take it! Eat up all the rewards!"

Everyone was ignited by his words. The council chamber was filled with passion as they began heatedly discussing the composition of the expeditionary force, the allocation of logistics, and even the division of post-war interests.

Just as this frenzy swept through the entire player base, from the Blackstone Abyss to the City of Liver Emperor, and everyone was immersed in the carnival of the upcoming epic new map—

A sudden change occurred.

*Hum—*

An indescribable will, as if awakening from the source of time and space, instantly enveloped the entire world.

It wasn't pressure or power, but a... declaration of "existence."

Every player, whether mining, fighting, or in a meeting, suddenly froze.

The familiar blue light of the system interface before their eyes began to flicker violently, pulsing with countless undecipherable golden codes, before finally turning into static with a loud *crackle*.

The game seemed to have "crashed" at this moment.

Then, a voice echoed directly in the depths of every player's soul, not through the ears or any medium.

That voice was ancient, vast, carrying a hint of unspeakable weariness, yet containing a majestic power sufficient to hold up the heavens and earth.

It was the voice of the Ancestor.

But this time, it was completely different.

"My... children."

The voice rang out with a strange pause, as if deliberating on the most appropriate word.

In the depths of the ancestral hall, Lu Bei's spiritual body was more solid than ever before.

From Black Wind Stockade to the Chen family, then to Demon Sovereign Night Radiance, and finally to this proxy war controlled by the Sacred Land, every wave stirred by the players had turned into a tsunami of Incense Faith, washing over his imprisoned memories.

Those broken, sealed fragments were finally forced open by this massive energy at this moment.

He "looked" at his "Filial Sons and Virtuous Grandchildren," at those faces stunned by the game crash and fanatical about the upcoming new version. He knew it was time.

"Do you think this is just a game?"

The Ancestor's voice rang out again, carrying a hint of compassion and a sigh.

"Do you think your descent was merely to provide me with a golden coffin?"

This soul-piercing question left all the players stunned.

Those weren't the lines of an NPC; it was a... questioning that felt like it came from a Creator.

"Listen."

"This world is no immortal land, but a... God Prison."

Boom!

It was as if a bolt of thunder from the highest heavens had exploded in the minds of all the players!

God Prison!

It wasn't a metaphor or a figure of speech.

The sense of reality contained in that voice made everyone clearly realize that this was a statement of fact.

"This God Prison suppresses a group of unspeakable beings that have existed since the primordial era. You may call them... Old Day Evil Gods."

Images unfolded in their minds along with the voice.

It wasn't a CG cinematic, but a form of information infusion from a higher dimension.

They "saw" the endless, cold sea of stars, and the distorted, massive shadows that could collapse a soul just by catching a glimpse of a corner.

They "felt" that madness that spanned the long river of time, capable of polluting everything.

"And I am not your ancestor by blood."

"I am one of the... 'wardens' of this God Prison."

The entire world fell into a deathly silence.

Countless players gaped, unable to make a sound.

The golden finger they took pride in, the source of their bugs, their ultimate backer, their quest giver... his true identity was actually at this level?

"The God Prison is collapsing. 'Pathological changes' are festering, and 'cracks' are appearing. The suppressed Evil Gods are stirring, attempting to corrupt and dismantle this cage from within."

"The Demon Sovereign on the neighboring mountain wants to open a door to welcome his master."

"Among the 'Immortals' of the Central Sacred Land, some have been corrupted over the endless years, while others fight incessantly for control over the God Prison."

"This world is sick. Terminally ill."

Lu Bei's voice became low, as if recounting a doomed and sorrowful ending.

Then, his tone shifted, and that majestic will precisely "touched" the existence of every player.

"Thus, I used my final authority to look beyond the God Prison."

"I saw you."

"You are not players."

This sentence made Outlaw Zhang San tremble all over and stopped All Realms Connector's breathing.

Not players?

Then what are we?

"You are the... immune system I summoned from beyond this dimension, from a world called 'Earth,' in the form of a 'game' that you can understand."

"You are the... ultimate antibodies used by this world to save itself!"

"Your 'demolition' is the removal of decayed and necrotic tissue."

"Your 'monster killing' is the swallowing and digesting of invading viruses."

"Your fearlessness of death is the most basic nature of an antibody."

"Your 'resurrection' is this God Prison world exhausting its final essence to provide energy replenishment for its immune cells."

"Everything you do is a surgery to scrape the poison from the bones of this world on the brink of collapse. And I am merely the one who points out the 'lesions' for you."

The flood of information impacted everyone's perception.

Shock, bewilderment, absurdity... finally, all emotions converged into an unprecedented, indescribable... sense of epic scale!

So that was it!

They weren't just playing a simple game!

They were saving a world!

Their illogical "bug-like behavior" and those wild "pro-gamer moves" were actually the "immune mechanisms" this world needed most!

Inside the council chamber of the "City of Liver Emperor," Outlaw Zhang San suddenly stood up, an amazing light erupting in his eyes as he shook with excitement.

"I understand... I understand everything! We aren't exploiting game loopholes; we're exploiting... loopholes in the laws of the world! We ourselves are the 'variables' outside the rules of this world! Our very existence is the biggest bug! Haha, this is too fun! This is ten thousand times more fun than some 'Good Deed Offset'!"

On the battlefield of the Blackstone Abyss, Holy Light Hunk slowly gripped his greatsword.

The pure holy light on his body seemed to become more solid and hotter at this moment.

He had always thought he was implementing justice; now he knew that what he wielded was the purest "purification" power from a world itself.

His path had never been so firm!

In the shadows, Zero looked up.

The ghostly light in his eyes flickered uncertainly.

Antibodies?

Immune system?

Then what did his "Symbiosis Faction," which harnessed demonic energy, count as?

A more radical "fighting fire with fire" therapy?

Or... a brand new "bacteriophage" that coexisted with the virus and eventually turned it to its own use?

For the first time, he found such a grand and logical explanation for his path.

After the initial shock, an indescribable sense of mission and fanaticism rose from the hearts of all the players.

The goal of "giving the Ancestor a golden coffin" seemed so small yet so touching at this moment.

And the brand new ultimate quest of "saving the world" made every one of their blood boil.

The Ancestor's voice rang out again at this time, pointing the way for this burning fanaticism.

"The Gui Xu Spirit Eye is a 'wound' torn open by an Evil God during the primordial war of the God Prison. For countless years, it has been bleeding the essence of this world and constantly leaking pollution from outside the God Prison."

"Night Radiance wants to tear it completely open and let the wolf into the house."

"Yun Shang wants to use it to frame others and seize higher authority."

"And you..."

Lu Bei's voice carried a hint of unquestionable resolve.

"What you are going to do is not treasure hunting or exploration."

"It is 'debridement'."

"It is to completely stitch that wound shut."

"Or..."

"—To completely excise it."

As the words fell, the vast will enveloping heaven and earth slowly receded.

The static screen before the players' eyes disappeared, and the familiar system interface was restored.

However, at the very top of the quest log, a golden world quest radiating an immortal aura replaced the previous [Gift from a Loser Dog].

[God Prison Level Epic Quest: Debridement Surgery]

[Quest Objective: Expedition to the Gui Xu Spirit Eye, stop the loss of the world's essence, and clear all sources of pollution.

]

[Quest Description: You are the antibodies of this world. Now, the most dangerous lesion has appeared. Take up your weapons and use your own methods to perform this ultimate surgery that decides the life or death of the world.]

The star map left by Chief Examiner still flickered in mid-air.

But in the eyes of all the players, it was no longer a map to treasure.

It was a... medical record.

A death notice waiting for them, this group of chief surgeons, to operate on.