Chapter 97 Descending to the Temple of Capital! You dare suppress me with copyright? Use your stock market capitalization to repair your spaceship!
"Beep! Coordinates locked: Core of the Real Dimension—Temple of Capital!" "Warning! The rules here consist of 'money,' 'contracts,' and 'traffic.' All non-asset-related energy will be forcibly reduced by ninety percent!"
The Starship pierced through the ceiling of the Shanghai editorial department, but instead of entering the stratosphere, it crashed into a bizarre space composed of countless pulsating green candlestick charts and golden coins.
Here, the void is no longer a vacuum, but is filled with a viscous aura called "capital." Every passing meteorite is actually a virtual currency worth hundreds of millions.
"Captain, this place stinks! It reeks of money!" Hu Yanli fanned himself in disgust. The giant hammer in his hand shrank by half the size the moment he entered this place, turning into some kind of cheap plastic. "Damn it! How did my equipment become worthless?"
"Devaluation?"
Ye Feng stood on the command platform, wearing the "Causality Judgment Trench Coat," his eyes slicing through the void like ice blades.
"Beep! Malicious short selling detected! The system is under attack for 'asset impairment'!"
"Heh, trying to trap me with this low-level financial game?" Ye Feng sneered, and the Thousand Chance Umbrella slammed down. "Ali, ignore that garbage code. Activate 'violent acquisition' mode! Every single K-line in this area that dares to turn green, turn it red!"
"Since this world is all about money, then I'll show you what 'violent inflation' really means!"
"Let the variables of ignorance stop here."
In the void, several figures dressed in gold-embroidered suits, their faces blurred, slowly walked across golden scales. Above their heads floated enormous halos, which, upon closer inspection, turned out to be composed of countless intricately combined copyrights.
"We are the will of capital, dominating all business logic. Ye Feng, you are merely an 'appreciating asset' in our hands. If you abide by the contract, you can still enjoy your privileges; if you dare to resist, we will initiate a 'takedown order' and erase all your commercial value!"
"Erase my value?" Ye Feng laughed wildly, and the Thousand Chance Umbrella transformed into a heavy sword that was entirely black. "My value is earned through battle, not given by you useless cowards who hide behind the scenes and scheme!"
"Sign the contract! The ultimate exploitation—copyright transfer!"
One of the actuaries waved his golden pen, and billions of contracts flashing with lightning instantly rained down from the void. Each contract carried a coercive law, attempting to forcibly dismantle, auction off, and monetize Ye Feng's power.
"Beep! Under attack of a rule level: copyright infringement!" "Activate 'Logic Black Hole' - Reverse Devour!"
Ye Feng strode forward, his heavy sword drawing a circle in the air. The moment the contract documents touched the black hole, they emitted a mournful cry, then crumpled up like waste paper and turned into fuel in the Starsea's engine room.
"Is this all you've got? Too slow, too weak!"
Ye Feng moved with lightning speed, instantly appearing in front of an actuary. His left hand transformed into a ferocious steel dragon claw, gripping the man's neck.
"You... how could you possibly disregard copyright law?" The actuary was horrified to discover that his supposedly omnipotent "hedging fund" shield was as fragile as a soap bubble in front of Ye Feng.
"Because in the face of absolute power, all your schemes are just child's play." Ye Feng's five fingers suddenly tightened. "Ali, throw these 'actuaries' into our crusher and see how much 'raw capital' we can extract!"
"Alright! Watch my 'Big Short Hammer'!"
Hu Yanli laughed wildly as his massive mecha smashed through a mountain made of gold bars. He was completely unreasonable; anything that glowed, whether it was equity or debt, he smashed with a single blow.
"This is what they call the 'Temple of Capital'? I think it's just a slightly higher-level junkyard!" Hu Yanli grabbed a self-proclaimed "industry giant" and slammed him onto the floor like a sack of potatoes.
"Captain, the energy reaction in this floor is quite good. Let's pry it back and get a new carpet for the Starsea!"
"Captain, look at this." Ning Rongrong tapped rapidly in the void, and a huge, constantly churning golden pool appeared before her, reflecting the joys and sorrows of countless beings from all the heavens and myriad realms.
"This is their 'core of traffic' and their source of power. They maintain their dominance in this dimension by manipulating people's attention."
Ning Rongrong smiled, her finger tracing a perfect arc: "I've implanted the 'Star Sea Virus.' From now on, all the attention in the universe will be focused on only one coordinate—that is 'Ye Feng'!"
boom--!
With the traffic pool hacked, the temple of capital was instantly plunged into darkness. The once invincible actuaries visibly weakened.
"No... my market capitalization! My valuation!" "My traffic... gone to zero?"
They were horrified to discover that their once all-powerful abilities only existed because of the support of "audiences" and "capital." Once they lost these, they were essentially just a few powerless old people.
"Without the packaging, you are nothing." Ye Feng walked to the highest point of the temple and looked down at the collapsing order below.
"Captain, come and see! This place is full of good stuff!" Orochimaru emerged from the basement of the temple, holding several bottles of glowing orbs that shimmered with an eerie red light.
"This is the 'Protagonist's Aura Multiplier'! This is the 'Villain's Inevitable Death Beam'! And there's even this bottle... 'Author's Autograph - Major Plot Twist'!"
"Take it all!" Ye Feng waved his hand with great pride. "These things are poison to them, but weapons to us! Ali, bring that 'Multiverse Currency Machine' onto the ship too. From now on, the Starsea Consortium will have the final say on currency settlements across all the worlds!"
"Ye Feng...you've gone too far."
Deep within the temple, a colossal projection slowly emerged. It depicted a man whose face was obscured, seated behind a desk composed of countless planets, signing contracts that determined the fate of entire planes every single second.
"I am the God of Capital, the embodiment of the will of this real dimension. You think you can challenge me just because you've defeated a few managers?"
"This isn't a challenge," Ye Feng corrected, his Thousand Manifestations Umbrella already switched to "Final Cannon" mode. "I'm here for 'forced reckoning.' The karma you owe to all the heavens and myriad worlds must be repaid today!"
"Cause and effect reckoning—arrow of truth, fire!"
Ye Feng pressed the launch button.
This blast embodies the fury of all oppressed beings from Douluo Continent, the Ninja World, and the Grim Reaper to the Primordial Era and even the real world. This blast is no longer a physical attack, but the ultimate "redefinition of value."
boom--!
A golden beam of light pierced through the projection of the god of capital in an instant. The defenses formed by contracts and the shields formed by stock prices crumbled like paper before this blast.
"No—! My empire! My assets!" The God of Capital let out a shrill scream as his figure rapidly collapsed in the white light, finally turning into an inconspicuous brass coin.
"Done."
Ye Feng picked up the brass coin and casually tossed it into the Starsea's storage box.
"From now on, there will be no more so-called 'capital operation' in the myriad worlds. All worlds will usher in true fair evolution."
"Captain, we are now truly the 'Number One Financial Group in the Heavens'." Ning Rongrong took Ye Feng's arm and looked out the window at the clear void that had returned to normal.
"No, Rongrong." Ye Feng looked towards the higher-dimensional deep space. "Money and power are just tools. I want to see if there's a guy called 'Fate' manipulating things at the end of that 'reality'."
"Ali, full speed ahead!" "Target—the Wheel of Destiny! I'm going to dismantle it and make it into bearings for my spaceship!"
With a deafening roar that shattered all business logic and class shackles, the Starsea ignited once more, transforming into an aurora representing absolute freedom, and charging madly toward the ultimate point of the universe!
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