Chapter 92 Descending into the Real Dimension! Is the author urging for more updates? I'll smash my keyboard in anger!
"Beep! Genesis Computer is operating at full capacity, dimensional barrier resolution is 99.9%!" "Warning! The area ahead has deviated from all fantasy and science fiction logic and entered the 'pure reality' forbidden zone!"
In the main control room of the Starsea, the alarm wailed at its highest point. Ye Feng stood on the command platform; the holographic projection before him had been completely burned out, replaced by utter darkness. In the center of that darkness, only a few flashing words remained:
"The next chapter is being written..."
"Writing? Heh." Ye Feng's lips curled into a cruel smile, and the Thousand Chance Umbrella in his hand transformed into a jet-black barrier-breaking cone. "I've written over ninety chapters and killed countless gods and demons, only to provide you with a little so-called 'reading pleasure'?"
"Ali, concentrate all the mothership's energy on the ram! Today, I'm going to go down the internet cable and flip that 'Creator God's' computer desk!"
Blue Star, Shanghai. Inside a cramped residential building, an author with disheveled hair and dark circles under his eyes stares blankly at his computer screen.
"Sigh, how am I going to write this chapter? Ye Feng is already invincible, he's even dismantled the System Headquarters, I can't let him come and beat me next, can I?" The author muttered, his fingers mechanically tapping on the keyboard.
Just then, the monitor in front of him, worth three thousand yuan, suddenly emitted a teeth-grinding "click" sound.
A tip of an umbrella, gleaming with a cold metallic light, actually drilled out from the center of the LCD panel like a drill bit!
"Holy crap! Is there an electrical leak?" The author was terrified. Before he could even run away, the entire computer exploded, and a figure covered in dark purple flowing light mecha, exuding a terrifying aura, landed steadily in his rented room.
"You...you..." The author slumped to the ground, staring at the man who had stepped out of his pen. That cold gaze, that familiar aura, and that Thousand Chance Umbrella that had given him countless headaches about how to evolve.
"Ye... Ye Feng? Boss, let's talk this out. I'll give you more screen time! I'll give you a hundred female leads! I'll let you rule the entire universe!"
"One hundred female leads?" Ye Feng slowly walked forward, his heavy combat boots thumping on the yellowed floor. He stretched out his hand, covered in nano-alloy, and grabbed the author by the neck, lifting him into the air.
"Do you know how many years I've smelled the stench of blood in the void because of those 'villains' you created? Do you know that you made me stay trapped in that damned ruin for three chapters just to reach the word count?"
"Cough cough, Captain, is this the 'real world'?" Hu Yanli squeezed out of the ruptured dimensional hole. His two-meter-tall body smashed the chandelier in the rented room.
"This is too shabby! The paint on the walls is peeling off, and what... what kind of weapon is this?" Hu Yanli picked up the mouse on the table with disgust and squeezed it lightly.
Snap! The mouse turned to dust.
"In a world of this intensity, I could smash this entire building to pieces with a single charge. Captain, are we really going to make this our base?"
"No, this is just an 'observation point'." Ye Feng casually tossed the author back onto the chair, then stepped on the broken computer.
"Listen, from today onwards, you're not writing stories, you're recording history." Ye Feng pointed to the pile of electronic waste. "I want you to send an announcement to all the 'readers' in this broken machine. Say that I, Ye Feng, have taken over your dimension, and now it's my turn to set the rules."
"B-boss, my computer is broken, I can't post this!" The author pointed nervously at the smoking computer case.
"Broken? Nothing is 'broken' in front of me."
Ye Feng flicked his finger, and a ball of pale purple quantum light instantly enveloped the old computer.
To the author's astonishment, the cheap plastic casing, the outdated graphics card, and the inferior power supply rapidly reassembled within the ball of light. In less than three seconds, a "Starry Sea-level terminal," entirely crafted from dark matter crystal and shimmering with iridescent light, appeared on the table.
"This machine is directly connected to my mothership's mainframe." Ye Feng coldly looked at the author. "Now, start typing. I want you to tell everyone that the so-called 'reality' is nothing more than the lowest plane in the myriad worlds. And now, because of my arrival, this plane—has been conquered!"
"Captain, look!" Ning Rongrong curiously leaned in front of the screen, looking at the rapidly scrolling comments section below.
"This reader called 'Grumpy Bro' said he wants to see you demolish all the temples of goddesses?" "This reader called 'Book Drought Seeking Assistance' said he wants you to sacrifice the author to the heavens so he can update a hundred chapters a day?"
Ning Rongrong chuckled and turned to look at the author huddled in the corner: "Hey, you 'Creator God' over there, this reader says he wants to sacrifice you to the heavens. Should we grant his wish?"
"No! Please don't!" The author nearly peed his pants in fright. "I'll update! I'll update right now! I'll update two hundred chapters a day!"
At that very moment, all literary platforms, news platforms, and even all live television broadcasts on Blue Star were cut off.
Ye Feng's cold and domineering face appeared on the screens of billions of people.
"Viewers of Blue Star." "I am Ye Feng, the paper doll you speak of."
"From this moment on, your so-called 'fiction' is over. My Star Fleet has already surrounded your near-Earth orbit. If you don't want this planet to turn into cosmic dust, then drop your arrogant attitude."
"All authors, immediately cease your acts of torturing protagonists and padding out plots. Because... I'm watching you!"
To demonstrate his power, Ye Feng gently waved his hand in front of the large screen.
"System, lock onto all negative causal targets on this planet. Annihilate them!"
Buzz—! Through the Starsea's long-range strike, those drug lords, war profiteers, and tycoon bullies hidden deep in the real world, in that instant, all turned into meaningless bits of code residue and vanished without a trace before everyone's eyes.
"This...this is a miracle! This is the descent of a true god!" All of humanity fell into a deathly silence, followed by an overwhelming roar.
"Captain, I've found the human anatomy here to be very interesting." Orochimaru, wearing his white lab coat, poked his head out of the black hole, holding a vial of freshly collected blood.
"Due to the lack of spiritual energy and soul power, their cells are extremely thirsty. If I inject a little bit of 'longevity gene,' they can instantly evolve into demigods. Should we start a 'humanity ascension plan'?"
"Go do it." Ye Feng leaned back on the author's rickety sofa. "I'm going to turn Blue Star into the logistics base of my Star Navy. Let these 'readers' experience what it truly means to have their roles reversed!"
"Captain, that Starsea Terminal has detected a higher-level signal!" Ning Rongrong pointed to a golden spiral on the screen. "Behind the thoughts of these 'readers,' there's a dimension called the 'collective unconscious.' That's... the birthplace of all stories, all worlds, and all heroes!"
"Oh?" Ye Feng's eyes finally lit up, showing an excitement he hadn't even shown when he was at the Demolition System Headquarters.
"All heroes are born from there? In other words, as long as I fight my way in, I can become the one and only, eternal protagonist of all the heavens and myriad worlds?"
"Ali, gather all the captains! We're not going to bully these mortals anymore." "Target: The Brain of Origin! We're going there to change the 'Outline of the Heavens'!"
"Hey, you writing this." Before leaving, Ye Feng glanced at the author, who was standing there dumbfounded.
"Record this and send it out. The title will be: 'I've Transmigrated Through Reality and Now I'm the Lord of All Gods.'"
"Remember, make the ending powerful. If it's not well written, I'll come back to you anytime via the internet."
Boom—! A massive pillar of light erupted once more, and Ye Feng, leading his legion, charged into the unfathomable dimensional rift once more, amidst the author's dismayed and awe-inspiring gaze.
Above the blue planet, the massive Starsea slowly disappeared, leaving only one sentence that would linger in everyone's mind:
"I am Ye Feng. I do not believe in fate, nor in destiny." "I am the only truth!"
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