Chapter 103 The Multiverse Conglomerate Descends into Reality! A Billion-Dollar Goddess Begs to Join? My Harem Doesn't Keep Idlers!
"Beep! The sentiment value of the population on the real-dimensional Blue Star has exceeded the critical point. The causality harvester is fully loaded!" "Warning! Due to the arrival of the Starsea, the global gold price, housing price, and energy price have all dropped to zero. The new 'Starsea Coin' has become the only designated currency!"
Standing on the private open-air deck of the Starsea, which spans 30,000 square meters, Ye Feng casually tossed a "Black Card of the All-Heavens Bank" worth trillions into the trash can, because in his eyes, that thing wasn't even good enough to be used as a paper towel.
Just three hours ago, he forcibly reorganized the material structure of Blue Star. The originally crowded Shanghai and Beijing have now become a "hyper-dimensional city" where concentrated spiritual energy flows like a fountain and buildings are made of deep-sea silver.
At this moment, the top tycoon heads and wealthy socialites who once held sway over Blue Star were kneeling tremblingly at the entrance of the "Star Sea Office" at the foot of Mount Tai, hoping to be assigned a toilet-cleaning position on this mothership that spans countless worlds.
"Captain, there's this 'Miss World' girl outside. She says she's willing to work in our logistics department as a waitress, without pay." Hu Yanli swaggered over, his nano-scale 'Dominator Suit' radiating a gravity strong enough to crush the void.
He was carrying a bag of "Innate Vermilion Fruits" that he had casually pilfered from the primordial world, and he was chewing on them like apples: "I was thinking, our Starsea isn't a junk collector, so let's make her kneel there and reflect on what true 'beauty is justice' really means."
Ye Feng didn't turn his head, swirling a glass of whiskey mixed with the essence of the Nine Heavens' Breath Soil in his hand, and said calmly: "Ali, tell those so-called rich families that on my turf, I don't need their cheap assets. Want to work here? Go to 'Xinghai Technical School' and train hard for ten years. Come talk about your resume when you can tear steel plates with your bare hands."
"Alright! I'll go kick all those pretentious bastards down the mountain right now!" Hu Yanli laughed wildly, his footsteps, which felt like they weighed a thousand tons, shook Mount Tai. The wealthy people queuing below were so frightened that they all slid to their knees, not daring to breathe.
At this moment, Ning Rongrong walked onto the deck in a pair of sky-high heels crafted from top-grade soul cores, radiating a deep blue light. Her long dress was made of Nine Heavens Rainbow Robe mixed with the latest liquid memory metal; with each step she took, the surrounding void would ripple slightly as it could not withstand the sacred beauty it exuded.
"Feng, the 'network architecture' of Blue Star has been completely rebuilt. The current Internet is no longer transmitted through fiber optics, but is directly synchronized through the readers' 'subconscious spiritual power'." Ning Rongrong gently wrapped her arms around Ye Feng's waist, her tone carrying a hint of domineering authority, "In other words, from now on, anyone who dares to say a bad word about you online will have their computer explode instantly, and their ancestral graves will be struck three times by causal lightning."
Ye Feng's lips curled into a wicked smile, and he gently pinched Ning Rongrong's waist with his large hand: "This is the order we want. We must not only rule their bodies, but also their souls."
Just then, the Starsea's defense system suddenly emitted a piercing alarm. "Beep! Unknown high-dimensional creature detected! Location: Blue Star polar region! Energy intensity: Pseudo-Creator God level!"
Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, and the Thousand Chance Umbrella in his hand instantly sensed the change, transforming into a jet-black spear of the end, flowing with the laws of destruction: "Oh? There are still those who aren't afraid of death who want a piece of the pie? In all the heavens and myriad realms, besides me, who dares to call themselves the creator god?"
Boom—! A blinding white light ripped through the sky, and a phantom old man dressed in a white robe and holding a golden scepter appeared in the sky above the polar region. His aged voice, like a resounding bell, echoed throughout the world: "I am the 'logic embodiment' of this dimension, Ye Feng. Your excessive interference in reality has caused an imbalance of cause and effect. Today, I will forcibly seal you back into the fictional world!"
"Logical visualization? Sounds pretty impressive." Ye Feng sneered, and without even changing his clothes, he stepped out, instantly creating a "quantum teleportation channel" spanning thousands of kilometers beneath his feet.
The next second, Ye Feng appeared in front of the old man. He casually flicked his cigarette ash, his tone utterly contemptuous: "Old man, you just said you were going to seal me away? Do you know that before I came here, I just kidnapped the 'author' from your dimension and made him my foot-washing maid?"
The old man had clearly never seen such an arrogant person before. He swung his scepter violently, and countless chains representing "absolute truth" swept in from all directions: "Ignorant variable! Before logic, your brute force is meaningless! Disappear!"
"Logic? I am the ultimate logic!" Ye Feng roared, his internal Genesis Computer instantly overclocking to 100,000%. "Beep! Target logic analysis... Analysis successful! Logic vulnerability detected: The foundation of this old man's existence is 'the reader's cognition'!" "Modification command issued: Change the old man's image to—a flamingo wearing a grass skirt!"
Whoosh! Under the gaze of billions of eyes across humanity, the once majestic "logic embodiment" elder twisted violently the moment he touched Ye Feng's domain. Then, a comical cloud of smoke dissipated, revealing a pink flamingo, standing on one leg and wearing a grass skirt, shivering on the glacier, its golden scepter held a goofy expression.
"Pfft—hahaha!" Hu Yanli burst out laughing in front of the mothership's projection screen. "Captain's 'god-level brain drain' combined with 'concept reshaping' is even more painful than killing him outright!"
Ye Feng stepped forward, stomped on the flamingo's head, and snatched the golden scepter. "Ding! Top-tier material detected: The Primal Scepter of the True Dimension! Reconstructing... Reconstruction complete! Obtained one top-tier toothpick!"
Ye Feng casually sharpened the scepter, picked his teeth, and looked disdainfully into the depths of the void: "Who else? No matter which dimension's Heavenly Dao, no matter which dimension's True God, if you want to challenge me, come out!"
The void was silent, all realms were still. In that moment, all dimensional wills, all the cores of causality, chose silence. For they knew that this man was no longer the "protagonist" they could define. He was the ultimate ruler, transcending all logic, transcending life and death, transcending reality and illusion!
Orochimaru emerged from the shadows, holding a sample of collected flamingo genes, his eyes gleaming with fervor: "Captain, this kind of logically materialized biological gene is simply amazing. If I can integrate it into the Starsea's armor, our spaceship will be able to transform into any form at will. Even turning it into a universe would be a matter of a single thought."
"Go do it, just don't come up with any weird or perverse ideas." Ye Feng waved his hand, and with a flash, returned to the main control center.
Meanwhile, Xiao Wu, Tsunade, Athena, and a host of other stunning beauties had prepared a celebratory banquet. On the table lay dragon liver and phoenix marrow, and the wine served was Star Wine.
"Brother Feng, now that all the heavens are at peace, what should we do next?" Xiao Wu asked, pulling on Ye Feng's arm with her big eyes full of anticipation.
Ye Feng looked out the window at the gradually flourishing and infinitely possible Blue Star, and then at the unfathomable myriad worlds waiting to be explored, a smile of supreme authority appearing on his lips.
"What are we doing? We haven't even collected all the taxes from all the myriad realms yet. Let's open ten thousand 'interdimensional transit stations' on Blue Star first, so these mortals can also go to the cultivation world and work as deliverymen. As for us..."
Ye Feng downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, his eyes gleaming with a sudden burst of light: "Ali, set the target of the Star Sea as—'the boundaries of imagination'! I'm going to take you guys to see just how many fun ideas are still hidden deep within the cerebral cortex of those readers!"
"Alright! Captain, let's go full speed ahead on the Starsea!"
With a deafening roar that shattered all dimensional shackles, pierced through the past and present, and resounded throughout the souls of all humanity, the Starsea ignited once more!
The dark purple ship, trailing a long, ten-thousand-mile-long causal sunset, charged towards that endless, higher-dimensional glorious journey with an absolutely invincible, absolutely arrogant, and absolutely domineering attitude!
And in all these heavens and myriad realms, in these infinite planes, at this moment, only one voice remained, one name symbolizing eternity and immortality, echoing wildly in the hearts of all living beings:
"Ye! Feng!"
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