Chapter 96 Arrives at Reality Headquarters! The Editorial Department Collapses into Kneeling? I'm Going to Personally Rewrite the Rules of All Heavens!
Blue Star, Shanghai. The headquarters building of a famous literary website.
It was supposed to be the 3 PM tea break, and the office was filled with the clatter of keyboards. But in that instant, all the sounds abruptly ceased.
boom--!
The sky was no longer azure, but instantly turned into an extremely oppressive dark purple, with countless enormous runes composed of 0s and 1s stretching across the heavens like chains. Then, a colossal ship's prow, large enough to cover an entire city, emerged slowly from the thick clouds with a deafening roar that seemed to shatter the void!
"What...what is that? An alien invasion?" "No! The name of that ship...I see it clearly, it's the 'Star Sea'!" "Holy crap! That's Ye Feng's ship! He really came out to fight!"
The core command center of the "Xinghai" ship.
Ye Feng sat on the throne made of "Genesis Crystal", resting his chin on one hand, coldly looking down at the building known as the "Holy Land of Online Literature".
"Beep! Target node locked: Central Hub of Inspiration of the Heavens - Editorial Department." "Invading the network protocol of this dimension... Intrusion successful! Current world management has been transferred from the 'Logic System' to 'Ye Feng's Personal Will'!"
"Captain, the people here are dressed really strangely, and they're carrying those bricks that they call 'cell phones'." Hu Yanli had already changed into the latest "Causality Annihilation Armor," and every step he took caused tiny cracks in the void. "Should I go down and bring those servers up to use as step stools for you?"
"No need, I'll go and deal with them myself."
Ye Feng stood up, and the Thousand Chance Umbrella behind him instantly opened, transforming into a stream of light.
The next moment, the heavy tempered glass door of the editorial department seemed to have been hit head-on by a nuclear bomb, instantly turning into dust. Amid screams, Ye Feng, along with Ning Rongrong, Hu Yanli, and Orochimaru exuding a terrifying killing intent, landed steadily in the center of the office.
"Who's in charge here?" Ye Feng's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable, authoritative force. In that instant, all the office chairs shattered, and dozens of editors, usually so aloof and superior, collapsed to the ground like startled chicks.
"Lord Ye... Lord Ye Feng?" A portly editor-in-chief stood up shakily, his glasses slipping off his nose. He looked at the man who seemed to have stepped out of the pages of a book, and the overwhelming pressure he felt made even breathing a luxury.
"So it was you who suggested the plot to me the day before yesterday: 'Suppress it first, then explode later'?" Ye Feng walked forward with a cold smile, his slender fingers lightly tapping the editor-in-chief's desk.
Snap! The table, supposedly made of imported solid wood, instantly decomposed under Ye Feng's fingertips, turning into a pile of primitive molecular powder.
"B-Boss! That was for the sake of pacing! To keep the readers excited!" The editor-in-chief cried, his pants already half-wet.
"Anticipation? The word 'frustration' doesn't exist in my dictionary." Ye Feng waved his hand, and a dark red ripple shot out from the Thousand Chance Umbrella, instantly covering the entire floor's servers.
"From now on, my story doesn't need your auditing. All the 'toxic' plot points, 'depressing' scenes, and 'villains who aren't thoroughly dumbed down' have been deleted. From now on, my style will only have one thing—unstoppable! Invincible! If you disagree, then fight!"
"Beep! Forcibly modifying the entire network database... Modification complete! The 'Ye Feng' entry has been pinned to the top with the highest priority in the entire universe!"
"Hey, is this the thing that controls our fate?" Hu Yanli snatched the mechanical keyboard from an editor and snapped it like a cookie.
"I'm risking my life up front, and you think you can break my ribs by just typing a few words here? You've got some ideas, bro." Hu Yanli grinned menacingly, stuffing the keyboard fragments into his mouth and chewing them loudly.
"Captain, the souls of the people here are too weak. I'm really afraid that if I raise my voice, their souls will be completely destroyed."
"Captain, look at this!" Ning Rongrong drew a holographic projection in the air, which was the book review section below a certain chapter.
"This reader said that if we don't add a 'cross-dressing' plot for Ye Feng, he'll send us a box of razor blades." Ning Rongrong looked at Ye Feng slyly. "Captain, what does 'cross-dressing' mean? Is it a new combat weapon?"
Ye Feng's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He turned around and stared intently at the group of editors: "Find the IP address of that reader who mentioned 'cross-dressing'. Ali, take a few people over there and give him a lifetime tour ticket to the 'Starry Sea Engine Room'. Let him experience what 'real heat' is like!"
"And you guys too." Ye Feng looked at the editors in charge of other channels.
"What's the point of keeping authors who write 'torture of the protagonist,' 'childhood sweetheart being stolen,' or 'returning after 100,000 years of arduous cultivation only to be looked down upon by their brother-in-law'... Are they just wasting my karmic resources?"
"Orochimaru, give each of these editors a 'logic correction injection.' From now on, any plot like this will be deleted from the backend! We're going to create a pure, flawless era of 'super-satisfying novels' where only the thrill is real!"
Orochimaru licked his lips, his eyes flashing with a crazed green light: "Yes, Captain. I will make them understand what 'mechanical pleasure' really means."
Just as Ye Feng violently took over the editorial department, all of Blue Star's satellites, television stations, and mobile apps were forcibly replaced with Ye Feng's live feed.
"Spectators of Blue Star." Ye Feng put his tactical goggles back on, and the look of looking down on all living beings made billions of people around the world hold their breath.
"I don't care how you viewed 'stories' before. From today onward, all your subconscious will become the fuel for my 'Starship.' I will give you the ultimate visual experience, and what you have to give in return is absolute worship!"
"If anyone disagrees, fine. My mothership is currently anchored over the Pacific Ocean, ready to welcome any form of 'dimensional reduction attack.' However, the prerequisite is that you must be able to touch the bottom of my ship."
Several secret organizations, initially skeptical of the dangers, attempted to send agents to infiltrate the editorial department and assassinate the author.
As a result, the agents were locked onto by the Starship's automatic defense system as soon as they stepped into the area within a kilometer of the building.
"Beep! Slight killing intent detected. 'Forced Peace' mode activated."
Soft beams of white light descended. The armed agents suddenly found their bodies transforming into pink, plush rabbits within seconds, hopping and jumping on the ground, even craving carrots.
"This...is this magic? Or a miracle?" The global leadership was completely devastated. In front of Ye Feng, so-called nuclear weapons and so-called technology were as laughable as primitive wooden sticks.
"Captain, our 'Dimensional Base Station' is now complete."
Ning Rongrong pointed to a huge metal tower rising atop the editorial building. "From now on, this will be the 'real node' connecting all the worlds. Humans of Earth can use this tower to directly enter the Ninja World, the Bleach world, or the Primordial World for tourism and trade."
"Of course, they have to pay taxes. Let's set the tax rate at ten percent of their soul power." Ye Feng nodded in satisfaction. "From now on, I will be the supreme ruler of this two-dimensional world."
"Captain, it's done!" Hu Yanli clapped his hands, behind him were dozens of editors who had been beaten black and blue and were now obediently typing away.
"They're writing incredibly fast now, they can write 10,000 words per second, and there's absolutely no filler in the plot!"
"Very good." Ye Feng looked at the endless void. Although he had already dominated the real dimension, he sensed that in that higher and farther place, there existed some strange deities called "copyright holders" and "investors."
"Ali, Rongrong, don't stop." "We're going to tear down those self-righteous 'capital' gods too."
"I will make all the heavens and myriad realms resonate with only one sound! That sound will be the roar of Ye Feng!"
With a deafening roar that shattered all literary logic and common sense, the Starsea reignited. Trailing a long tail of flame composed of countless fragments of text, it launched its final, most arrogant charge towards the so-called "Temple of Truth," a place no one had ever touched before!
"I am Ye Feng." "I will not only rule the story, I will also rule the future of this world!"
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