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Chapter 131 The Real Big Shot Has Arrived
After that voice fell, the entire writing platform fell silent for a moment.
next moment.
A line appeared to split open in the very center of the sky.
It wasn't the previous red page pressing down from above, nor was it a black shadow opening the door.
This line is like someone drawing a slit in the sky with the tip of a pen. The slit isn't wide, but it slowly stretches outwards, getting wider and wider. Inside, there's no light, no clouds, only a layer of whitish paper-like texture, as coarse as old manuscript paper.
Chen Fan looked up, and after just one glance, his back stiffened.
The eukaryote shuddered violently inside his body.
The alarm went off immediately.
"Outer layer approval permission access".
"Level verification in progress."
"Exceeding the limit".
"Exceeding the limit".
"It is recommended to disconnect the observation."
Chen Fan's eyelids twitched.
Even the Eukaryotes say it's beyond its limits.
That wouldn't be scary.
On Flower Fruit Mountain, those proofreaders, reviewers, and clean-up editors who had been pressing down on everyone just now all took a step back.
It's not just for show.
It's a genuine withdrawal.
The proofreader lowered his gray scalpel, the lines of deletions on the blade fading away. The reviewers also finished lifting the red pages they were holding. Even the most arrogant proofreaders lowered their heads, no longer daring to push forward.
This step back reveals the hierarchy.
Sun Wukong grinned.
"Oh?"
"These bastards, even they have their moments of backing down."
Zhu Ganglie held the rake, his throat dry.
"Old Chen, this time it's probably really big."
It's not just them.
The Buddha stood at a distance, a flash of light appearing in his palm, as if instinctively trying to deduce something. But the light vanished the moment it appeared.
The Jade Emperor's expression grew even uglier.
The marks of responsibility on his head hadn't completely faded yet. As he looked up at the sky, his Adam's apple bobbed, but he didn't utter a single polite word.
From within that crack, a large seal slowly pressed down.
It is not the imperial seal.
It is not a Dharma seal either.
It resembles an approval stamp on manuscript paper. Square and angular, with thick edges. Around the stamp are concentric circles of broken annotations. Those words flicker in and out of focus, like many who wrote halfway through only to erase them.
The most glaring thing is the bottom of the print.
The four large characters weighed heavily on the entire Three Realms.
Author's agent.
The moment those four words were uttered, even the wind stopped.
The grand formation of Flower Fruit Mountain first sank, then crackled as the formation patterns shrank inward in circles. The Bull Demon King raised his hand to push it down, but his arm sank, and half of the rocks beneath his feet collapsed.
"Hold."
"This thing hasn't even hit the ground yet, and my bones are already cracking."
Just as Red Boy was about to retort, the tip of his torch lit up, and the fire went out by itself.
The child's face turned black.
"Father, my anger has been suppressed."
Chen Fan remained silent.
He stared at the large seal, his breathing steady.
Especially at times like these, we must not panic.
The seal remained suspended in the sky, neither directly suppressing nor immediately taking action.
Immediately afterwards, a figure emerged from behind the seal.
He is not tall.
He wore a long, greyish-white robe, the cuffs of which were spotless, as if he had just changed. His face was ordinary, so ordinary that you wouldn't remember him after one glance. But it was precisely this ordinariness that made him so unsettling. Because when he stepped out, even the cracks in the sky seemed to part ways for him.
He glanced down.
Let's look at Chen Fan first.
Now let's look at Sun Wukong.
Finally, it swept across the entire Three Realms.
It's like reading a manuscript that's gone too far off track.
He spoke, his voice not loud, yet everyone could hear him clearly.
"The Three Realms are too far off."
"I suggest rewriting the entire thing."
In a word.
Huaguo Mountain was blown up.
"Rewrite your mother's story!"
Sun Wukong was the first to curse, and with a jolt of his golden cudgel, the cudgel stretched out and thrust skyward.
"You want to erase the path that Old Sun just paved?"
boom!
The golden cudgel slammed down, but didn't hit the person; it only struck a layer of transparent imprint below the "Author's Agent Seal." It wasn't a wall; it was more like a pre-written judgment.
When the stick was pressed down, the mark only flickered for a moment.
next interest.
The entire golden cudgel was bent by half an inch under the pressure.
Three large cracks simultaneously appeared on the mountain beneath Sun Wukong's feet.
The onlookers were completely dumbfounded.
"The Monkey King's staff strike..."
"Not even the edges are broken?"
"How is this possible!"
Li Jing stood at the back of the crowd, his face alternating between pale and flushed. He had been thinking of finding a chance to turn the tide, but now he clung tightly to the tower, not daring to utter a sound.
The gray-robed man didn't even look at Sun Wukong, and only said one sentence.
"Refusing to play a role would disrupt the main storyline."
"Record this once."
The voice just fell.
A line of gray characters actually appeared above Sun Wukong's head.
Number of times a performance was refused: 4.
The monkey squinted, its teeth grinding together.
"Keep track of Old Sun's numbers?"
Who do you think you are?
Chen Fan raised his hand and stopped him.
If they try to force their way in now, they'll be the ones who suffer.
He stepped forward and looked up at the gray-robed man.
Are you the author yourself?
Upon hearing this, many people held their breath.
That's too direct.
The gray-robed man finally turned his gaze to Chen Fan.
This was the first time I actually looked at it properly.
"no."
"I only act as an appraiser."
Chen Fan's heart sank.
It's not him/her.
Just an agent.
One agent has already caused the core processor to continuously report exceeding the limit.
How tall is that person up there?
The moment this thought crossed my mind, the alarm bells went off again, even more urgently than before.
"High-pressure review and intervention were discovered."
"The risk of exposing core interfaces has increased."
"The current target is nearing the access limit."
"warn."
"warn."
Chen Fan's ears were ringing from the vibrations.
This is the first time.
Even when eukaryotes were dangerous before, they always acted like they could handle it. Now they're saying they're nearing their limits.
This shows that this guy really knows how to get to the bottom of things.
The gray-robed man gave them no time to catch their breath.
He raised his hand, palm open, and a blank approval form floated in mid-air.
"Chen Fan".
"Hand over the interface markings."
"Hand over the fragments of the original manuscript."
"Hand over the system seed."
"Existing characters can be retained without immediate removal."
He spoke in a calm and unassuming manner.
It's like giving a notification, not a consultation.
But as soon as he said that, everyone's expression changed.
The interface mark is a door that Chen Fan has only recently grasped.
The fragments of the original manuscript were key to their several comebacks.
Needless to say, the system seed is the root of Chen Fan's success today.
All three items were handed over.
That's not about saving your life.
He knelt down and handed over the knife, then stretched out his neck.
Tang Sanzang took a step forward, and the hem of his cassock dragged into the rubble.
"You have quite the audacity, benefactor."
"The moment you arrive, you will take away everything from the very foundation."
"This humble monk would like to ask, who are you protecting? A person, or a puppet to follow the script?"
The man in the gray robe glanced at him.
"Abnormal forwarding role".
"One of the sources of pollution."
A gray mark instantly appeared above Tang Sanzang's head.
Pollution level: Medium.
Seeing this, the white dragon horse almost ground its teeth to powder, its dragon scales faintly visible beneath its skin.
"Even Master has become a source of pollution?"
"These guys, they've even stopped pretending."
The onlookers were dumbfounded.
Previous reviewers and proofreaders at least offered some explanations. This author's agent, however, immediately said "rewrite." Anyone who gets in the way will be deleted. They clearly don't consider the world as a living entity.
The Jade Emperor's face twitched, as if he wanted to take the opportunity to say something.
"If it could protect the Heavenly Court—"
He hadn't finished speaking.
The man in the gray robe turned his head and glanced at him.
"The out-of-control old character".
"Pending recall".
The Jade Emperor's half-finished sentence immediately caused him to freeze.
The Buddha chanted the Buddha's name softly, and the Buddha's light had just gathered into a lotus flower when it was suppressed and dispersed by the large seal above his head.
The gray-robed man remained unperturbed.
But the more they do this, the more intense the oppression becomes.
Sun Wukong suddenly laughed.
He laughed very fiercely.
"Old Chen, did you hear that?"
"In their eyes, everyone, whether in heaven or on earth, is the same—just a piece of paper."
"Then what's the point of talking?"
Having said that, he stomped on the rocks beneath his feet, causing all the monkey hair on his body to stand on end. The gray characters for "refuse to perform" hung above his head, and he swung his staff backhand, striking directly at the top of his own head.
click!
The character "灰" was cracked in half by his blow.
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
"Did he break the counter?"
"You can do that?"
"He's gone mad! The Monkey King has truly gone mad!"
The gray-robed man's brow finally twitched.
"Refusing to perform worsens the situation."
Another line of text fell.
Another stroke was added to the edge of the gray character that was originally cracked above Sun Wukong's head.
Number of times refusing to perform: five.
Chen Fan's pupils contracted.
wrong.
This is not simply counting.
As soon as the number five appeared, a tiny, almost invisible old notification popped up on the TrueCore side.
"Limit triggered critical."
In other words, if we go any higher, the monkeys might really get into trouble.
Chen Fan's mind was racing.
A direct confrontation won't work.
Delaying it won't work either.
The fact that the guy immediately focused on three items indicates that he wasn't omniscient; he was there to retrieve the key components.
If he's going to take it, it proves he's lacking it.
Where there is a lack, there is an article.
Chen Fan looked up and suddenly laughed.
"If you want the interface imprint, that's fine."
"We can discuss getting fragments of the original manuscript."
"System seeds are even simpler."
"Tell me first, are you taking these to rewrite the Three Realms, or to finish your own incomplete manuscript?"
These words were spoken.
Many people on the field were stunned.
Even Sun Wukong turned his head and glanced at him.
The gray-robed man paused for a moment for the first time.
very short.
It's almost invisible.
Chen Fan saw it, however.
Bet right.
This bastard isn't sitting back and taking it easy.
He also has shortcomings.
Manuscript cleaners, reviewers, and proofreaders are like tools. The author's agent is a level above, like someone who receives those tools. But if they also want the core components, it means the person above them hasn't given them everything.
He doesn't have full authority.
He was just acting on behalf of someone else.
The gray-robed man's voice turned slightly colder.
"You have no bargaining power."
"Submit, or delete."
Chen Fan grinned.
"Then you give it a try."
As soon as the words were spoken, everyone from Flower Fruit Mountain pressed forward.
Sun Wukong placed the cracked gray characters on his head, and raised his golden cudgel horizontally once more.
The Bull Demon King revealed his horns and stood at the forefront.
Red Boy was holding back a rage; though the flame was small, his eyes were even fiercer than before.
Tang Sanzang raised his hand, and the Buddha seal in his palm collided with the contaminated mark, forcefully pushing the gray light back half an inch.
The white dragon horse transformed into a half-dragon, half-human form, protecting Chen Fan on his left.
Buddha and the Jade Emperor exchanged a glance, both seeing the barely concealed fear in each other's eyes. At this point, they understood. If the author were to rewrite the story, it might not be Chen Fan's side that would perish first; the old order would also be lost.
The gray-robed man looked at the group of people below as if he were looking at a pile of words that hadn't been completely deleted.
He raised his hand.
The "Author's Agent Seal" in the sky slowly flipped over.
The bottom of the seal should face down.
The entire ground of the Three Realms began to sink.
Mountains collapsed, seas sank, and the edges of the sky rolled up.
Chen Fan's knees sank, and his bones cracked. He braced himself, his hand reaching into his robes, where he found the fragment of the manuscript.
The shards were frighteningly hot.
It's like struggling, like a reminder.
The alarm bells for eukaryotes have reached their highest point.
"The crackdown is about to begin."
"A countermeasure plan is lacking."
"It is recommended to abandon external resources for the main body."
"Preserve the core..."
The report wasn't finished yet.
suddenly.
The system went silent.
It's not a disconnection.
It was a strange kind of quiet.
It was as if something that had been refusing to show itself had finally raised its head.
Chen Fan froze.
next interest.
A voice rang out directly from inside his body.
It's not a notification sound.
It wasn't a mechanical sound.
It is light and cold.
It was as if someone had whispered something in his ear.
"We could try merging the discarded comments that the author represents."
Chapter 271 The System Speaks Out, Wants to Eat Even Bigger Bites
Chen Fan didn't move.
The voice still lingered in his ears, as cold as a needle.
"We could try merging the discarded comments that the author represents."
He first looked up at the sky.
The dark shadow in the sky had already pressed down.
It was even more ruthless than when the cleanup crew appeared.
The entire Flower and Fruit Mountain was trembling. The old carvings on the rocks, the names in the monkey troop register, and even the "Qitian" stone tablet at the entrance of the Water Curtain Cave all began to shake, stroke by stroke.
It's like someone holding a pen, about to make a correction.
Sun Wukong, carrying his staff, grinned.
"Old Chen, is that thing in your belly finally breathing again?"
Chen Fan didn't reply to him.
He is waiting.
really.
The voice inside my body sounded again.
It's still short. It's still cold.
"Not a thing."
"I am a seed."
Chen Fan's eyelids twitched.
"Third option seed?"
"right."
"You're only speaking now?"
"It was too small before."
"And now?"
"It's ready to eat."
Chen Fan almost choked on his words.
Tang Sanzang, who was standing nearby, also sensed something was wrong. He flicked his robe and looked up at the dark figure: "Benefactor Chen, isn't that your system notification sound?"
"This isn't a notification sound." Chen Fan stared at the sky. "This time, it's the main character who spoke."
The Bull Demon King stood behind, his voice deep and resonant: "Just what is its background?"
The seed answered itself.
"Free-range program for disabled animals."
"Not cleaned properly".
"I've survived until now."
As soon as these words were spoken, Flower Fruit Mountain fell into a deathly silence.
Even Sun Wukong's smile faltered for a moment.
Chen Fan's heart sank.
This is definitely not an ordinary system.
All those previous messy things—the pilgrimage system, the true core, the cleanup writers—there's something even earlier behind them.
He suppressed his anger and continued to ask, "What is the free-range grazing plan?"
"Filter out counterexamples".
"Let's see who can go astray."
"Let's see who dares to bite the master."
Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong laughed instead.
"I like hearing that."
Pigsy clicked his tongue: "So all our troubles along the way were seen as raising poisonous insects by them?"
"More or less," Chen Fan said in a low voice.
The dark shadow in the sky was still unfolding.
Page after page.
It's like someone sitting higher up flipping through files.
With each page turn, characters appear in various places throughout Flower and Fruit Mountain.
Sample 1: Intervention in Wuzhishan.
Sample 2: Deviation of the tracing line.
Sample 3: Reverse co-optation.
The red and black characters overlap, like a court hearing.
The demon army standing outside was terrified.
A little demon pointed to the sky, his voice trembling: "Your Majesty, are they using us all as raw materials up there?"
The Bull Demon King sneered, "You only realize that now?"
Chen Fan's gaze grew increasingly somber.
The author's agent has arrived.
This isn't the kind of role a cleanup editor plays, cleaning up messes.
This thing is specifically used to define the nature of a crime, determine the guilt, and define the version of a crime.
Once it puts pen to paper, it can truly change words and alter fate.
The seed suddenly spoke again.
"Author representation doesn't mean you can't touch it."
Chen Fan immediately seized upon this sentence.
Explain yourself.
"It writes annotations."
"The lettering on the edges and corners will fall off."
"It's edible."
"That's the nourishment."
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.
"You want to eat its annotations?"
"It's not that I want to."
"It's necessary."
"What's the point of eating it?"
"grow up."
"What if they grow even older?"
"See more."
"And then?"
"Take it back."
That's a very harsh statement.
Even Sun Wukong turned his head to glance at Chen Fan.
"You're carrying a baby who's even fiercer than me."
Chen Fan didn't respond to that.
He only asked the most crucial questions.
"And the price?"
The seed was silent for a moment.
This time it gave a more complete account.
"The more you swallow."
"The outermost layer is easier to locate you."
"You will shine brighter."
"They'll want to kill you even more."
Chen Fan smiled.
"Then why not swallow it?"
"You will gradually be cleansed."
Even Tang Sanzang shut up.
The answer is already written all over their faces.
If you don't eat, you'll die.
If you eat it, you'll die faster, but you'll still be able to fight back.
At that moment, a thin red line suddenly descended from the sky.
Not rough.
Like a drop of ink drawn from the tip of a pen.
It fell onto the old notice board in front of the Water Curtain Cave.
Just a light touch.
The four characters "众妖归山" on the notice were missing the character "归".
It turned into "Mountain of Demons".
The words are incoherent, and the meaning is distorted.
Even more frightening was that several patrolling demons at the foot of the mountain seemed to be in a daze, as if they had forgotten why they had come back.
"Damn it!" Pigsy's face paled. "It really can change!"
Sun Wukong took a step forward and slammed his golden cudgel on the ground.
"Get down here!"
With a loud boom, the force of the staff soared to the sky.
The red line was shattered on the spot.
A few more lines of annotations appeared in the broken areas.
"The target is violent."
"It is recommended to reduce the weight of straightforward narratives."
"Retain the combat label."
Sun Wukong's face turned black after reading it.
"I'll delete your ancestors!"
He swung the stick, ready to hit again.
Chen Fan stopped him.
"Don't rush. It's just waiting for you to make your move."
"You're still stopping me?"
"Stop it. The more you make a fuss, the faster it will approve it."
Sun Wukong glared at him for a moment, then forcefully pushed the staff back down.
"Then tell me, how do you plan to do it?"
Chen Fan looked up, staring at the layers of black pages that were being turned over, his mind racing.
The system—no, the seed—has already revealed the path.
Eat discarded annotations.
Then you'll have to have an author write it on your behalf first.
It has to be written and then lost again.
Normal people wouldn't dare to do that.
Chen Fan dared.
He turned and yelled, "Bring out all the old samples left over from the front!"
Lady White Bone was the first to react: "Which ones?"
"The most hated ones: the Five Finger Mountain defection case, the Tang Monk's change of faith case, the White Dragon Horse's defection case, plus a draft comparing the real and fake Jade Emperor."
Even the Bull Demon King was stunned.
"Are you crazy? Isn't this handing over a knife?"
Chen Fan smiled.
"It will only start writing when the knife is handed to it."
"If it doesn't write, what will we eat?"
Everyone was taken aback.
The next moment, I understood everything.
Sun Wukong laughed heartily.
"Okay. Let's fish for it!"
Huaguo Mountain came to life instantly.
One by one, sealed scrolls were carried out.
Some were old stone slabs. Some were broken bamboo slips. Some were fragments of manuscripts that Chen Fan had forcibly seized along the way.
Everything bears the mark of having been rewritten from the original plot.
It's like a table full of dishes specifically designed to disgust authors and their agents.
Chen Fan personally placed those samples in the most conspicuous position.
They even deliberately arranged it in a mess.
It's like a provocation.
Come on.
"Isn't it supposed to be a trial?"
"I'll show you enough."
The black page in the sky indeed paused.
next moment.
The first annotation was added.
It's ten times faster than before.
"The sample is severely contaminated."
"The character's stance has collapsed."
"It is recommended to reclaim the core conflict."
Swish!
Another one.
"The belief in Tang Sanzang has become excessively skewed."
"It is recommended to weaken independent judgment."
Swish!
The third way.
"Sun Wukong's control is excessive."
"It is recommended to strengthen the constraint words."
One line of red characters after another, like a knife chopping downwards.
With each stroke of the brush, a place on Flower Fruit Mountain begins to change.
As soon as Tang Sanzang raised his hand, half a sentence appeared on his sleeve that he would never have said before.
"This humble monk should..."
Before he could finish speaking, he raised his hand and tore off the other half of the sentence, his face turning pale.
"It's stuffing words into my mouth."
The white dragon horse fared even worse, with several words appearing directly on its back.
"Mount attribute enhancement".
He immediately bristled, reverted to human form, and roared, "Who's the mount! I'm the vanguard now!"
The onlookers, including the demons, were all dumbfounded.
The fear was real fear.
What made them even more uneasy was that Chen Fan was still waiting.
Wait for those annotations to continue.
Wait until those bits and pieces come off.
really.
The author wrote so quickly that fine red dust began to float in the air.
Like illegible characters written on the edges.
It's very small and very thin.
No one can see them normally.
This time, the seed inside Chen Fan's body trembled as if it had gone mad.
"They're here."
"Let me eat."
Chen Fan asked in a low voice, "How do we eat?"
"Open up a new front."
Chen Fan gritted his teeth and directly withdrew the layer of suppression within his body.
next interest.
He felt a warmth in his chest.
It doesn't hurt.
It's hunger.
That feeling was so direct.
It's like a mouth suddenly opening inside your stomach.
The fine red dust in the air suddenly trembled, as if sucked in by something, and all rolled towards Chen Fan.
A wisp.
Two strands.
A dozen or so strands.
As soon as they approached Chen Fan's chest, they melted away like snow falling into a fire.
For the first time, the seed's voice carried a hint of satisfaction.
"it is good."
"Again."
The black page in the sky seemed to have noticed it too.
The annotation paused for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, the pen moved faster and more forcefully.
"Unknown interception detected."
"Parasitic terms exist in the sample region."
"Marked as an anomaly".
Chen Fan's scalp tingled.
The other side has spotted us.
Sun Wukong stepped in front of him, and with a flick of his golden cudgel, swept away all the red lines that were reaching down.
"Eat yours."
"If anyone dares to touch you, I'll smash them to pieces."
The Bull Demon King, accompanied by Princess Iron Fan, also pressed forward.
Lady White Bone raised her hand and tore off a fake page, specifically to create interference for those annotations.
For the first time, the entire Flower and Fruit Mountain started turning like a machine.
The author's agent approved it above.
They were stealing from below.
If he changes one sentence, Chen Fan will eat a little.
For every stroke deleted, the seed grows a little.
Soon, Chen Fan's vision began to blur.
It's not a lie.
There are extra items now.
The edge of the black page in the sky originally only contained the annotations that were falling.
Now, he could actually see an even lighter layer.
Like an old mark.
Like a stroke of a pen that has been drawn and then erased.
His heart skipped a beat.
"What did you do?"
The seed replied coldly to him.
"Unlocked."
"Annotations are highlighted".
"You can see now what it deleted."
Chen Fan suddenly looked up.
My perspective suddenly changed.
Those black pages no longer contain only the words we have now.
There are even earlier records that have been erased.
"The suggestion to directly eliminate Huaguoshan's home field rights has been withdrawn."
"The suggestion to forcibly sever the connection between Chen Fan and Sun Wukong has been rejected."
"Suggestion to activate the Seventh Experimental Field patch... Not approved."
The lines of old marks sent a chill down Chen Fan's spine.
It turns out the other side had been wanting to give them a good beating for a long time.
However, there are some methods that even the author's agent cannot use indiscriminately.
This ability is extremely important.
This means he can finally see what dirty tricks the other party has used.
Tang Sanzang noticed the change in Chen Fan's expression and hurriedly asked, "What did you see?"
Chen Fan raised his hand and pointed.
"It has deleted a lot of things. It's not invincible. It also has limitations."
In short, the entire Huaguo Mountain was invigorated.
The demons were already struggling to breathe under the pressure.
Now, upon hearing this, their eyes lit up.
It can be limited.
Then you can play.
If you can play, you can play hard.
The black page in the sky seemed to be enraged.
Large amounts of annotations fell at once.
"Expedite the approval process."
"Sample convergence".
"Prioritize locking onto abnormal hosts."
The red text was already aimed at Chen Fan.
Pigsy let out a scream in fright, swinging his nine-toothed rake in all its might: "It's calling my name!"
Chen Fan, however, did not back down.
He stared intently at the traces of age that were showing through.
Scan line by line.
suddenly.
He saw a fainter line of text appear behind the author's agent, near the deepest part of the page seam.
It's too shallow.
Like something that shouldn't have been seen by others in the first place.
He squinted, trying to make out the details.
I could only make out five words.
"The Ninth Experimental Field".
Chen Fan's expression changed instantly.
That's not a comment.
That looks like a location.
Like a number.
Behind this situation lies an entire region.
Sun Wukong sensed something was wrong and turned to ask, "Old Chen, what did you see?"
Chen Fan did not answer.
He was still staring at that line of text.
But just then, half a new stroke slowly emerged from behind that line of text.
Chapter 272 The Ninth Experimental Field: The Three Realms are merely test subjects
That half stroke, slowly complete it.
Chen Fan stared at the page seam without blinking.
What has emerged are three words.
"Under observation".
If you put it at the beginning, it forms a complete sentence.
"Ninth Experimental Field, under observation."
On Flower Fruit Mountain, no one uttered a sound.
The wind seemed to have stopped.
Sun Wukong couldn't hold back any longer and turned around to curse, "What do you mean by 'experimental field'? Who's using my territory for experiments?"
Zongwu also came closer, staring at the crack, his voice deep: "It's not just about territory. It's about the Three Realms."
Chen Fan did not respond.
He had already reached out and grabbed the piece of discarded annotation floating in the air.
It feels cool to the touch.
Like grabbing a page of old paper soaked in cold water.
The next second, the system inside the body, which had been pretending to be dead, spoke up again.
"Outer comment leakage detected."
"Should we resolve incomplete entries?"
Chen Fan said directly, "Take it apart."
"Analysis begins."
The gray text trembled twice.
It's like someone wants to take it away.
Chen Fan pressed down hard on his hand, channeling his true core power into his palm and forcefully pinning the page in mid-air.
The author's agent stood at a distance, his face already grim.
His arrogant demeanor crumbled for the first time.
Stop.
He stared at Chen Fan, his tone turning noticeably colder.
"Lower-level characters have no right to read upper-level annotations."
Sun Wukong grinned and brandished his golden cudgel.
"The more you tell me not to watch, the more I want to watch."
The Bull Demon King took a step forward, his breath hot from his nostrils: "You've been pretending for so long, are you scared now?"
Buddha and the Jade Emperor stared intently at the incomplete commentary, their eyes blazing with barely suppressed anger.
They understood.
This is not a simple case of rule suppression.
This thing could turn the entire Three Realms upside down.
The gray text began to spread.
Lines of old text crawled out.
The handwriting is very faint, as if it were an archive left many years ago.
Project Number: Nine.
Internal designation: Ninth Experimental Field.
Sample scope: the entire Three Realms.
Main modules: Journey to the West guidance, revision and cleaning, cataloging system archiving.
Upon seeing these lines of text, Huaguo Mountain erupted in chaos.
The white dragon horse was the first to shout, "The pilgrimage... is it a module?"
Tang Sanzang's pupils contracted, and he immediately crushed two of the prayer beads in his hand.
"The path I've walked, the scriptures I've carried, the tribulations I've endured... are they merely guidance?"
The Buddha's facial features could no longer be maintained.
He stared at those lines of text, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
He originally thought he was the one playing the game.
The result is just a large component within a module.
The Jade Emperor fared even worse.
The purple tinge on his face hadn't completely dissipated. He was stunned for a moment, then his Adam's apple bobbed as if he had swallowed a knife.
"Cataloging system..."
"The Heavenly Register of Immortals, the Conferment of Divine Positions, the Record of Merits and Demerits..."
He understood it himself when he said that.
That is archiving.
The order he was so proud of turned out to be nothing more than a register.
Zong Wu's eyes changed.
"The Correction Division... is not a sword that comes out alone to finish things off."
"From the very beginning, it was the cleaning port for the experimental field."
Chen Fan slowly exhaled.
Many things have suddenly become connected.
Why must one travel to obtain Buddhist scriptures?
Why must deviations be corrected?
Why must the characters be returned to their original positions?
Even after he, a transmigrator, appeared, the entire Three Realms were frantically patching up the loopholes.
It's not that the Heavenly Court and Buddhism are too powerful.
This place already had tracks installed.
Whoever doesn't follow the rules will get hurt.
Sun Wukong slammed his golden cudgel into the ground with a loud thud, causing the rocks to tremble.
"So when I caused havoc in Heaven, suppressed the Five Finger Mountain, wore the golden headband, and protected the monks, there were people watching me from the outside?"
The gray text continued to emerge.
"Objective: To observe the compliance, resistance rate, and recyclability of samples under specified factors."
After reading it, the Bull Demon King laughed.
It's not happiness.
It's the kind of laughter that comes from extreme anger.
"Compliance level?"
"You drove my whole family to this point, just to see a number?"
Red Boy also picked up his Fire-Tipped Spear, his eyes burning red.
"What about the first eight?"
"If there's a ninth one, where did the first eight experimental sites go?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone stared at the gray paper.
Even Chen Fan was waiting.
The system remained silent for a moment.
Then give a very short answer.
"unknown."
"Based on the remaining format, it is likely that the original format has been abandoned."
Abandoned.
The two words silenced the entire Flower and Fruit Mountain.
Sun Wukong clenched his teeth.
"Abandoned, what does that mean?"
The system calmly stated: "Samples that are out of control, have exhausted their value, should be completely removed, or sealed and discontinued, can all be classified as discarded."
Tang Sanzang felt a chill run down his spine.
The white dragon horse subconsciously took half a step back.
Zong Wu's face turned ashen: "If the ninth match goes out of control, will he be crippled as well?"
The system replied, "The probability is extremely high."
One sentence was like a knife plunged into everyone's heart.
At this moment, no one regarded the enemy in front of them merely as the author's agent.
There's something even bigger out there.
They are watching.
They are keeping a record.
They can also decide whether or not to keep an entire world.
Chen Fan's eyes were extremely deep.
He suddenly remembered himself.
Time travel, system, a hundred years under Five Finger Mountain, and the immoral system is activated at the most opportune moment.
Was all of this really just an accident?
He asked in a low voice, "System, what exactly are you?"
This time, the system did not respond immediately.
It's like measuring.
Two breaths later, he finally uttered a sentence.
"Insufficient information at present."
One thing can be confirmed.
"Neither the host nor this system has been entered into the Ninth Experimental Field Standard Catalog."
"Preliminary assessment: Abnormal sample."
Abnormal sample.
Chen Fan's lips twitched.
Row.
He and the system weren't even considered proper members.
It leaked in.
It's the thorn that's stuck in the throat of this thing.
No wonder the old man from the Correction Division was staring at him.
No wonder the cataloging system always tries to assign him a name, a position, and a responsibility.
They are not in charge.
They are patching holes.
The author's agent finally couldn't hold back any longer.
He suddenly raised his hand.
The red page in mid-air suddenly flipped, and hundreds of chains of text shot out from it, heading straight for the gray annotations.
"Unauthorized disclosure, immediately sealed!"
"All lower-level characters, stop loading!"
"Violators will be treated as if the sample were contaminated!"
His move darkened the sky.
Large red characters descended like a net, weighing heavily on everyone's shoulders.
But this time, no one backed out.
Sun Wukong was the first to rush out.
He swung the golden cudgel in a wide arc and smashed it down hard onto the web of text.
"Fuck your contaminated sample!"
boom!
With one blow, dozens of chains burst open.
Sparks flew everywhere.
The Bull Demon King pounced on it, tearing a hole in the red net with his two large hands.
Red Boy opened his mouth and unleashed a ball of Samadhi True Fire.
When the fire was lit, the chain lettering made a sizzling sound, curling and turning black as if it were made of paper.
Buddha also made a move.
He abandoned his Buddhist posture and struck out with his palm, specifically targeting the words "seal off" and "erase".
The Jade Emperor was ruthless; he raised his hand and unleashed a thunder seal, causing the sky to flash wildly.
"You want to seal my imperial edict?"
"I'll open your page first!"
The group from Huaguo Mountain were just wary of each other.
Their eyes are now completely red.
Because they all understood it.
If the author's agent takes this page away today, no one will ever know the truth again.
Chen Fan ignored the chaotic battle overhead.
He stared at the gray paper and shouted, "Continue the analysis!"
The system responded immediately.
"Expand to include additional entries."
Two more lines appeared on the gray paper.
"Peeping at the drafts from below is prohibited within the experimental area."
"In the event of a leak, prioritize locking the text, then reclaim the region."
Chen Fan's eyes sharpened.
Draft.
The word has come out.
He had only been guessing before, but now it's confirmed.
The original drafts are located here.
There was an initial setup.
The pilgrimage route, the division of labor among the characters, the modification permissions, and the cataloging rules are probably all included in it.
Once we get our hands on that thing, this lousy experimental field will no longer be a monolithic entity.
It's really uncertain who will be the pawn and who will be the writer in the end.
Zong Wu realized what was happening and immediately whispered, "You want the draft?"
"It's not that I want to."
Chen Fan stared at the page, his voice steady.
"It's a must-have."
"If we don't take it, we'll forever live on someone else's paper."
Sun Wukong swept away a string of chains with his staff, then turned and roared, "Then let's rob them! After we've robbed them, let's see who dares to write about us again!"
The author's agent's face turned completely dark upon hearing this.
He suddenly stopped trying to grab the gray paper and instead raised his hand and tapped it in the air.
The few lines of text that had already been revealed began to turn black inch by inch.
It didn't disappear.
It's locked.
It looks like it's been filled with lead.
"Unauthorized reading detected."
"Activate text freeze".
"Prohibit further identification at lower levels."
really.
The next second, the rest of the content on the gray paper was completely blurred.
I could still make out a few words a moment ago, but now all I see is a black blob.
The white dragon horse frantically wagged its tail, asking, "It's gone?"
Tang Sanzang swore.
No one expected that a refined monk could curse so fluently.
Chen Fan, however, remained calm.
He has already obtained the most crucial items.
Ninth Experimental Field.
The pilgrimage, revision, and cataloging systems are all internal control modules.
Most of the first eight games were wasted.
The original manuscript exists.
And there's one more thing that's most important.
The other party is afraid they will see it.
The fact that you're afraid of it means that this thing can really be deadly.
The author's agent stood on high ground, looking down at the crowd, his voice regaining its cold tone.
"Reading ends here."
"Lower-layer samples are not qualified to know the outer-layer structure."
"Given that the Huaguoshan base station repeatedly attracted abnormal characters, inducing annotation leaks and interfering with experimental stability."
He paused for a moment after saying this.
It looked like they were waiting for some kind of instruction.
Immediately afterwards, a new red proclamation slowly unfolded above his head.
The characters are very large.
The entire Flower and Fruit Mountain can be seen.
"Author's proxy order"
"Starting immediately, conduct an experimental recovery of the Huaguoshan base."
As soon as these eight words were uttered, the mountaintop fell silent.
The next moment, the whole place erupted in chaos.
"Experimental recovery?"
The Bull Demon King's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
The white dragon horse exclaimed, "Reclaim Flower Fruit Mountain? He wants to wipe the entire mountain out?"
The Buddha suddenly looked up at the red order, his face tensing.
The Jade Emperor stepped forward, his voice changing: "If you dare touch the foundation, the main structure of the Three Realms will collapse!"
The author's agent didn't even glance at him.
"Necessary losses are permitted."
Sun Wukong stood at the very front, raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and smiled.
He laughed very fiercely.
"Reclaim my hometown?"
"You give it a try."
Chen Fan slowly raised his head as well.
He looked at the red order, then gazed into the depths of Flower Fruit Mountain.
The mountain beneath our feet is no ordinary mountain.
This is the foundation they built along the way.
It is the true core, the foundation, and the hardest ground in the entire anti-heaven and anti-Buddha front.
The fact that the other party wants to take back this place means that things are getting urgent outside.
This shows that they really touched a raw nerve this time.
The system suddenly activated within his body.
"warn."
"Preheating of the upper-level recycling process has been detected."
"Expected to arrive within thirty breaths."
"We suggest the host make a decision immediately."
"To guard the mountain, or to abandon it."
Chen Fan did not reply immediately.
He just stared at the red order, his hand clenching tighter and tighter.
Above Flower Fruit Mountain, the first enormous black recycling seal slowly pressed down.
Chapter 273 Reclaiming Flower Fruit Mountain? Then Refuse to Accept It Throughout the Mountain
When the black recycling stamp came down, the whole Flower and Fruit Mountain resounded.
It wasn't a landslide.
Every single foundation stone in the mountain was trembling.
It's like someone is holding a huge net, trying to sweep the entire mountain away by the roots.
The author's agent stood high in the sky, flicking his sleeve, revealing a vast expanse of gray-white manuscript pages behind him. Each page was adorned with a black chain, the ends of which were covered in cold, small print.
"Sample sealing".
"Regional stripping".
"Recycle archives".
The man looked down at Flower Fruit Mountain as if it were a pile of pre-packaged goods.
"The Ninth Experimental Field Anomaly Area, Huaguo Mountain Base, has been detached from the main narrative for too long."
"We are now implementing a complete recall."
"Separated from the Three Realms section."
"Return to the sample bin."
As soon as he finished speaking...
The first black chain crashed down.
boom!
The entire mountain trembled.
A crack appeared in the stone steps in front of the Water Curtain Cave, and the old monkeys staggered about. All the demons of Flower Fruit Mountain looked up, their faces pale.
The Bull Demon King cursed, "Damn it, this time it's not just arresting people, it's raiding their homes!"
Pigsy, carrying his rake, twitched his eyelids: "Old Chen, what do we do? If this thing really drags the mountain away, we'll still be alive, but our roots will be gone!"
The White Dragon had already drawn his sword, his teeth clenched tightly.
Tang Sanzang raised his head, his cassock fluttering in the wind, his face showing no sign of retreat.
The Buddha and the Jade Emperor were also at a high place.
Both of them had responsibility badges hanging on their heads, and their faces looked unwell.
They didn't expect the author's agent to be so ruthless this time.
This is not directed at Chen Fan.
It's not directed at Sun Wukong.
He wanted to cut off the entire Flower and Fruit Mountain.
Remove it directly from the bureau.
The Jade Emperor could no longer contain himself, his voice turning deep: "If you want to reclaim this place, you should at least inform the Heavenly Court."
The author's agent didn't even glance at him.
"You are still embroiled in an article dispute."
"There is no speaking priority."
The Jade Emperor's face darkened.
The surrounding immortals felt a chill in their hearts.
The mighty Jade Emperor was shut down by a single sentence, unable to even refute it.
Rulai saw this more clearly, and with a gentle tap of his finger, he whispered, "He's panicking. Flower Fruit Mountain is no longer just a mountain; it's a breach. The outer layer is afraid the virus will continue to spread here."
Chen Fan heard it.
He didn't turn around.
He kept his eyes fixed on the center of the mountain.
There was a red line that was shooting up from the base of the mountain, like blood, and quickly climbing all over the rock face.
next moment.
A system voice sounded.
"The Huaguoshan base station has issued a countermeasure request."
"Request content: Confirm whether to reject outer layer recycling."
Note: This requires confirmation from all members in the region.
Note: The higher the consistency, the stronger the countermeasure.
Note: If the number of cases falls below 30%, the countermeasure will fail.
Note: If more than 70% are accepted, the group rejection template can be activated.
Chen Fan's eyes flickered.
This is what he's been waiting for.
Huaguo Mountain has always been the home ground.
But no matter how much they fought before, it was always one person against one person, or one faction against another.
This time is different.
The other party wants to withdraw.
Then let the whole mountain speak for itself.
Chen Fan raised his hand and pointed to the sky, his voice booming.
"Listen up, everyone!"
"These bastards aren't here to arrest anyone."
"They're going to drag the entire Flower and Fruit Mountain away, throw it into the sample chamber, and lock it up like an inanimate object."
"From now on, you will have no cave dwellings, no mountain gates, and no roots."
"If you want to live here, give me your answer now."
"To accept or not to accept!"
Sun Wukong was the first to jump onto the rocks and slam his golden cudgel into the ground.
Boom!
"I, Old Sun, will go first!"
"Huaguo Mountain is my home."
"Whoever dares to accept it, I'll first collect eighteen pages of their ancestors' records."
He raised his hand and placed it on the rocks.
As soon as the palm touched the stone, a line of red text immediately lit up on it.
"Sun Wukong, submit a rejection statement."
The black chain was pushed aside an inch as soon as it touched the mountain.
The author's brow furrowed for the first time.
Tang Sanzang didn't waste any words.
He walked to Sun Wukong's side and raised his hand to press down.
"This humble monk also refuses."
"If this place accepts me, it will be giving all living beings a way out."
Another line of light appeared on the rocks.
"Tang Sanzang, submit a statement of refusal."
Pigsy ran over carrying his rake and slapped him.
"I'm going too. Putting everything else aside, Old Pig has finally been able to sleep peacefully here for a few days, and nobody's going to be able to move my place."
The White Dragon Sword was sheathed and pressed down directly.
"Refuse to accept."
The Bull Demon King strode forward, his voice echoing throughout the cave.
"Remember Old Niu!"
Red Boy grinned, slung his Fire-Tipped Spear over his shoulder.
"Anyone who dares to quit will have their documents burned by me first!"
One after another.
The monkeys pounced.
The former members of Huaguo Mountain rushed forward.
The demon soldiers who had broken free of their books, the anti-heavenly front, inside and outside the Water Curtain Cave, were all pushing forward.
The author's agent spoke coldly.
"invalid."
"Scattered ideas make it impossible to form a regional consensus."
"Continue the recovery process."
He pointed with his finger.
The second batch of black market chains fell simultaneously.
There were at least a hundred this time.
Like a black net, covering half the sky.
The demons' expressions all changed.
Some people's hands were shaking.
This isn't about being afraid of death.
This is because they fear they really can't hold on.
Chen Fan suddenly smiled.
"Scattered?"
"Do you look down on us idiots?"
He flipped his hand, and the template for group refusal to perform, which he had used before, flew out.
The paper shook and hung in mid-air.
The old characters above twisted and rearranged rapidly, as if someone was revising the manuscript on the spot.
"The template for group refusal to perform is being upgraded."
"The scope of compatibility has been expanded."
"The scope of the object has expanded from individuals to regions."
"Upgrade complete."
"The template for mass rejection has been generated."
Chen Fan grabbed the new paper and slapped it against the base of Huaguo Mountain.
Snapped!
The entire mountain suddenly trembled.
next moment.
From the foot of the mountain to the summit, 100,000 tiny red lines lit up simultaneously.
Each red line corresponds to a name.
Every name is associated with the rocks, trees, caves, and water of Huaguo Mountain.
The system sounds blended together.
"A user who had unregistered has been detected connecting simultaneously."
"Rejection statements are still being submitted."
"Ten thousand."
Thirty thousand.
"fifty thousand."
"Seventy thousand."
The numbers are still skyrocketing.
The entire monkey troop went mad.
They patted their chests and rushed forward, vying to place their hands on top.
"I'm going too!"
"I refuse too!"
"Whoever takes over my family, I'll go to hell with them!"
"Make a note of me, make a note of me quickly!"
Even some of the monsters who had originally come from outside were now extremely anxious.
They were used to being homeless.
For the first time today, I understand how much a place is worth, a place where they can stand firm, where they no longer have to be beholden to the Heavenly Court, or kowtow to the Buddhist order.
This place cannot be lost.
The black chains in the sky have all been pressed down.
But just as the chain head touched the boundary of Flower Fruit Mountain.
hum-
A huge red light curtain suddenly popped up.
It didn't rise from a single point.
The entire mountain lit up on its own.
The rocks were shining, the waterfall was shining, the tree roots were shining, even the soil where the monkeys had stepped was shining.
That template for collective rejection has completely blended into the mountains.
There was only one sentence on the screen.
"Outer layer recycling, Huaguo Mountain refuses to accept."
boom! boom! boom!
The first chain exploded.
The second chain broke.
The third chain bounced back, striking the gray-white manuscript page in mid-air and tearing a large gash in it.
The author's agent took half a step back, and his expression finally changed.
"impossible."
"Regional entities do not have full rights of claim."
Chen Fan looked up at him and smiled without any restraint.
"Not before."
"It's here today."
The numbers continued to jump wildly.
"Eighty thousand."
"Ninety thousand."
"One hundred thousand."
"Test complete."
"The Huaguoshan area has passed the consensus test."
"The template for mass rejection is now in effect."
"Chain retrieval failed."
boom!
Hundreds of black chains rolled back simultaneously.
The order to recall the document in the sky was immediately pushed upwards, as if someone had punched through the paper from below.
The demons were taken aback at first.
Immediately afterwards, the whole mountain exploded.
"Refund!"
"They really withdrew!"
"Hahaha, keep taking it! Keep taking it!"
"You bastard, weren't you so arrogant? Why are you so quiet now!"
The Bull Demon King laughed so hard he slapped his thigh, making the ground thud loudly.
Zhu Ganglie made a gesture towards the sky.
"Come on, keep going. Old Pig will stand here today and let you try to catch one."
The Jade Emperor's eye twitched slightly at the sight.
He had never seen anything like this before.
An entire mountain, carrying 100,000 unregistered individuals, forcefully pushed back the outer recycling process.
This is no longer just a simple rebellion.
This is a piece of land that has declared itself not under your jurisdiction.
The Buddha remained silent for a few moments, then suddenly chuckled softly.
There was no ease in that smile.
It's actually heavier.
"It's done."
"They really brought the territory to life."
The author's agent's expression grew increasingly cold.
He raised his hand to order another.
Chen Fan spoke first.
"Try again."
"If you can drag a single stone away from here today, I'll change my name to Chen Fan."
The voice just fell.
Higher up, the voice of the true core, which had never fully revealed itself, rang out.
Closer than before.
It's like pressing directly onto the dome of the Three Realms.
"Test results passed."
"The collective will of Huaguo Mountain is established."
"Confirmation of regional autonomy."
"The recycling process has been rejected for the first time."
"A regional commendation is now being issued."
Everyone fell silent.
Even the author's agent stopped.
next moment.
A golden-red crack appeared in the sky above Flower and Fruit Mountain, and a brand new blank entry slowly fell down.
It's not for individuals.
It's for the entire mountain.
The system sound changed, becoming noticeably higher.
"Congratulations to the host faction for completing the regional countermeasure."
"Reward: One opportunity to write a regional entry."
Note: You can add entries at the region level to a specified object.
Note: Once successfully written, the impact will cover the entire regional narrative.
Note: The current writeable target quantity is two.
The moment those words were spoken, everyone in the room held their breath.
Everyone understands what this means.
Chen Fan used to write about people.
Starting today, he can write down the rules for a piece of land.
What can be written in, what can be expelled, what can be suppressed, what can be marked.
This was the first time that Huaguo Mountain had truly gained the authority to write to the upper echelons.
Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and he turned around and grinned.
"Old Chen, this thing is great."
"Who should we write about?"
Pigsy also came over, his face full of excitement.
"Write about the author's agent first? Write him as the gatekeeper at the entrance of Flower Fruit Mountain, sweeping the floor for us every day."
The Bull Demon King was even more ruthless: "If you ask me, just write that the old bastards in Heaven have to pay a toll before entering the mountain."
The demons chattered amongst themselves, their stories becoming increasingly absurd.
The faces of all the celestial beings turned pale.
The Jade Emperor's brow twitched.
Buddha raised his eyes and looked at Chen Fan.
He knew that Chen Fan would never write something carelessly.
The number of entries for this area is too large.
A single stroke can change the course of events.
Chen Fan reached out and caught the blank entry.
The paper is not heavy.
Holding it in your hand feels like it's pressing down on an entire mountain.
He glanced down at it.
The top is empty except for two thin lines waiting to be drawn.
The author's agent standing nearby suddenly sneered.
"Do you dare to write it?"
"Once a regional item is missed, the outer layer will hold those responsible accountable to the end."
"Just because you can protect Flower Fruit Mountain now doesn't mean you can bear the consequences."
Chen Fan raised his head, his eyes frighteningly calm.
"Weren't you just going to delete me?"
"Why are you trying to scare people now?"
The author's agent pulled out a sheet of dough.
It was very quiet all around.
All eyes were on the page in Chen Fan's hand.
Even the wind seemed to have stopped.
Chen Fan stepped forward and stood at the very front of Flower Fruit Mountain.
He glanced at Buddha first.
He glanced at the Jade Emperor again.
Then raise your hand and slowly unfold the blank entry.
"This is the entry for the region."
"I'll write about you guys."
Chapter 274 is a partial continuation; first, the Buddhist and Heavenly families are locked up.
Text content
In front of Flower Fruit Mountain, everyone stared at the blank entry in Chen Fan's hand.
The Buddha's expression was calm, and he pressed down with circles of Buddhist light in his hands.
The Jade Emperor stood at the other end, his sleeves swaying slightly, his divine might still lingering, clearly wanting to try again.
The author's agent is suspended at a higher level, like watching a play that has already been written.
But Chen Fan didn't look at them.
He looked down at the blank page and began to write.
There aren't many words.
Just one sentence.
"Within the Huaguo Mountain area, the old records of Buddha and Heaven shall not be forcibly requisitioned across boundaries."
The last character has been written.
The entire entry suddenly jolted.
It didn't explode.
It sank immediately.
Like an iron nail, it was driven directly into the earth's veins of Flower Fruit Mountain.
next interest.
A muffled sound echoed throughout the mountainous area.
A faint line lit up the mountain gate, the coastline, the clouds, the mountain belly, and the old cave behind the waterfall.
The lines are not complicated.
Just one lap.
Encircle the entire Flower and Fruit Mountain.
As soon as the circle was formed, the red token in the air paused for a moment, then, as if it had hit something, a fine crack appeared on its surface.
The Bull Demon King's eyelids twitched at the sight, and he immediately started cursing.
"Wow, it's actually written in there?"
Sun Wukong slung his golden cudgel over his shoulder and grinned.
"Old Chen, you really know how to play the game."
Buddha finally spoke.
"You think a mere local entry can block the old Buddhist records?"
Chen Fan looked up, his tone flat.
"Give it a try."
As soon as those three words were uttered, the surroundings fell silent.
Buddha stared at him for two breaths, then raised his hand and struck him with a palm.
Not at full strength.
It was just a test.
But the moment that palm strike was unleashed, half the sky brightened. A gigantic Buddha's hand pressed down from the clouds, its palm lines filled with old Buddhist seals, clearly indicating that it was forcing its way in using its identity.
Many demon soldiers on Flower Fruit Mountain have changed their expressions.
That's no ordinary supernatural power.
That was the hallmark of Buddhism within the old order.
If anyone dares to stop them a few times, they'll have to kneel down.
But as soon as the Buddha's Hand touched that pale line, its entire palm felt like it was being pressed against a red-hot iron plate, making a "hissing" sound.
next moment.
A line of text appeared immediately.
"Old registrations are invalid; cross-border forced recruitment is prohibited."
The Buddha's hand trembled.
One by one, the Buddha seals on the palms shattered.
The Buddha's expression darkened, and his arm trembled slightly as he was forced back half a step by the force of the recoil.
This silenced not only the demons below the mountain, but also the Heavenly Court.
Li Jing stood behind, his lips twitching slightly.
The four Heavenly Kings exchanged glances, but none of them spoke.
Venus even bent the whisk crooked.
The Buddha's Hand citron was blocked.
It's still at the entrance of Huaguo Mountain.
They didn't even enter the mountain gate.
Sun Wukong's laughter exploded.
"Buddha, your hand isn't working very well today."
Pigsy slapped his thigh and laughed loudly from behind.
"What do you call this? You call it coming to someone's door only to have their door locked up."
Buddha's eyelids twitched slightly as he stared at the line, and for the first time, he didn't respond to Sun Wukong's words.
He clearly noticed it too.
This is not ordinary protection.
This means the entry has taken effect.
The rules are directly imposed on the territory.
No matter how high your status or how thick your records are, if you can't get in, you just can't get in.
The Jade Emperor's expression was also unpleasant.
He should have been happy that Buddhism suffered a setback.
The problem is, this thing isn't just blocking the Buddhist gate.
It also blocks the Heavenly Court.
His gaze turned cold, and he raised his hand and waved it away.
"Heavenly generals, heed my command, enter the realm."
At a command.
Two armored celestial generals charged out directly on the clouds.
It was none other than the former subordinates of Rolling Curtain and the deputy general of Thunder Department, who were previously most skilled at breaking boundaries.
The two, one on the left and one on the right, carrying the imperial seal of the Heavenly Court and trailing long golden tails behind them, crashed headlong into the boundary of Flower Fruit Mountain.
The result was even uglier than Buddha's Hand.
The moment they touched the line, the imperial seals on the armor were destroyed.
Like a candle flame touching water.
The sound kept going out.
Before the two celestial generals could even stand firmly, they were flung away, tumbling and crashing back into the clouds.
The deputy commander of the Lei unit turned pale and scrambled to his feet, shouting as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Your Majesty, it's not that I'm incompetent, it's just that that thing directly sealed the old seal!"
The old guard of the curtain was in an even worse state; his helmet was askew, and it took him a long time to manage to squeeze out a single sentence.
"If you can't get over it, forcing your way over will only cause you to drop your book!"
Upon hearing this, all the celestial beings in Heaven changed their expressions.
Book lost.
These two words are too heavy.
This means that if you try to go any further, your original identity record may be forcibly stripped away.
The Jade Emperor paused, and ultimately did not issue a second decree.
At the foot of Flower Fruit Mountain, the demons were stunned at first, and then they exploded.
"It's blocked!"
"It really blocked it!"
"Even Buddha and the Jade Emperor can't get in?"
"Does this land belong to us from now on?"
The voices rose in waves.
Those little demons who were previously observing now had their eyes shining, as if they had seen a way out.
What are they afraid of?
I'm afraid that the Heavenly Court can conscript men with a single word, and the Buddhist sect can recruit people with just an old book.
Now Huaguo Mountain has simply locked the gates.
Now that I've reached this point, I won't honor past grievances.
Who wouldn't be tempted by this?
The Bull Demon King knew this best, and almost without Chen Fan giving any instructions, he turned around and roared.
"Listen up, all branches on the periphery: those who want to break free from the old ways, follow Old Niu."
"Starting today, new residents will be registered in the outer area of Huaguo Mountain."
"First come, first served."
His shout immediately caused the surrounding mountains to tremble.
The demon clan branches that were originally located on the edge of Lion Camel Ridge, the old line of Jilei Mountain, and the hidden vein of Pingding Mountain all began to move in this direction.
Some brought their families with them.
Some came carrying signs for their cave dwellings.
Some were afraid of being a step too slow, so they ran and shouted as they went.
"Bull Demon King, I'm going too!"
"Old Niu, I'm going to register too!"
The Bull Demon King was grinning from ear to ear, and led his old brothers, including the Flood Dragon Demon King, out to greet the people.
He cursed as he flew.
"You all pretended to be dead before, but now you know how fragrant Flower Fruit Mountain is?"
Meanwhile, the white dragon horse was also busy.
He turned and glanced at Chen Fan.
"The mountains belong to the old ox, the sea to me?"
Chen Fan nodded.
"All maritime territory is to be taken over."
Without a word, the white dragon horse roared and charged directly towards the outer edge of the East China Sea.
He is no longer the tethered mount he used to be.
As soon as the true dragon's identity was revealed, a large number of waves on the sea parted on the spot.
The sea creatures, water demons, and former dragon palace allies that had been observing from the sidelines could no longer sit still.
The Heavenly Court and the Imperial Archives are extremely powerful.
The Buddhist path of salvation is even more ruthless.
Huaguo Mountain is now essentially a newly created list.
Who wouldn't want to get in?
Ao Lie spoke as he flew.
"Those registered as deputy residents of Huaguo Mountain are exempt from paying old taxes."
"If attacked, retreat to the mountains or the sea."
"Those who are naturalized will first be given the option to avoid taxation."
That's a really harsh statement.
Upon hearing this, the smaller tribes in the sea immediately followed suit in droves.
One branch of sea serpents, another lineage of blue sharks, the rogue cultivators of the old turtle cave, and even a few water monsters that originally worked as errand boys for the Dragon Palace all ran away with them.
Less than half an hour later.
The pillars of fortune surrounding Huaguo Mountain have visibly thickened.
The people on the mountain felt their hearts warm at the sight.
The land value is increasing.
The number of people is also increasing.
The worst part is that it wasn't stolen.
They came here on their own.
Seeing this scene, Buddha could no longer suppress a smile.
"Chen Fan, you're publicly dismantling the book."
Chen Fan smiled.
"You talk as if you didn't do it this way before."
The Jade Emperor said coldly, "Do you really think that locking the mountain gates will allow you to establish your dominance?"
Whether it stands or not is none of your concern.
Chen Fan raised his hand and patted the item that was already semi-transparent.
"At least for today, the two of you can only talk from the doorway."
That's so hurtful.
There was utter silence, both above and below ground.
Buddha, Jade Emperor.
The two at the top of the Three Realms.
This was the first time I was turned away at the entrance of Huaguo Mountain.
I don't acknowledge my old identity.
The old seal is invalid.
Old records, not approved.
This is no small setback.
This is a public slap in the face.
Moreover, the fight took place in front of demons, heavenly soldiers, Buddhist monks, and the author's agent.
Sun Wukong watched with the most satisfaction, slamming his golden cudgel down on the ground.
"happy."
"We should have done this a long time ago."
Pigsy also joined in the commotion.
"Stand at the door a little longer, so you don't always think you're something special."
Even Tang Sanzang put his palms together and recited a sentence.
"good."
However, his "goodness" sounded more like a sarcastic remark.
High in the sky, the author's agent remained motionless.
Only at this moment did a corner of the annotation page on his back slowly turn.
A cold comment surfaced.
"Regional entry strength increased."
"Approaching mid-level text permissions."
"We cannot continue to let this go unchecked."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked up.
Chen Fan's eyes darkened.
This is exactly the reaction he's been waiting for.
It would be troublesome if the other side wasn't in a hurry.
The fact that this statement has come out now shows that this regional rule has hit them where it hurts.
Buddha and the Jade Emperor also looked in that direction at the same time.
They may have lost face, but they understood one thing even better.
If this thing of Chen Fan's continues to grow, it won't just be a door lock anymore.
Perhaps we can change something even more profound.
The author's representative hasn't finished speaking yet.
Suddenly, several indistinct sounds came from the outermost layer behind him.
It's like people discussing something through the pages.
"It is recommended to sever the connection between Huaguo Mountain and the eukaryotes."
"Disconnect the source of transmission."
"Without a supply of eukaryotes, regional entries will decay on their own."
"Priority increased."
These few words, once spoken, immediately changed the atmosphere on the mountain.
Sun Wukong gripped his golden cudgel tightly, looked up, and began to curse.
"If you want to fight, come down here and fight. What nonsense are you spouting while hiding in the back?"
The Bull Demon King had just returned with his men when he heard this, and his face darkened.
"Eugenic nucleus detachment?"
"They're trying to undermine the foundation."
Chen Fan remained silent.
He knew it in his heart.
This is the next step.
The door is locked.
If they can't get in from the other side, they have to tear down the wall behind the door.
The true core is the largest base of Flower Fruit Mountain.
Once the eukaryotic connection is cut, even if the region entries are not broken, a large portion will be lost.
The author's agent looked down at Chen Fan.
"You wrote well."
"But you can't protect it for long."
Chen Fan looked up and replied.
"You can try."
"I was just thinking I hadn't made a loud enough noise today."
The author's agent's gaze turned colder, as if he was about to say something more.
Just then.
The system inside Chen Fan's body suddenly beeped.
It's not the same kind of prompt as before.
This time the sound was closer.
It felt like it was right next to his ear.
"A signal of eukaryotic internal sealing has been detected."
"Its origin is unusual."
"Priority is higher than the outer layer severance recommendation."
Chen Fan's eyes flickered slightly.
Inside the eukaryote?
Sealing signal?
The next instant, the entire Flower and Fruit Mountain trembled slightly.
Deep within the mountain, a gray-white ray of light slowly rose, passing through layers of rock and water veins, finally stopping in front of Chen Fan.
A line of words emerged from the light.
The handwriting is old.
It's even older than the annotations that the author represented.
"There is an old observer who has been sealed away."
"I request to meet with you."
Chen Fan stared at the line of text, his fingers slowly tightening.
Sun Wukong came closer to take a look, and his brows immediately furrowed.
"The old observer?"
"What is this thing?"
The grayish-white light flashed gently.
Immediately afterwards, from the deepest part of the mountain, came a crisp sound like chains being loosened.