Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 1021 Good morning, Abelio!
Far East City, City Center District, Zero Zone Reconstruction Zone.

Good morning, Abelio!

Last night's amber auction was a resounding success, and the final results are in—a total of thirty-seven people made the list!

Hey, well done, you bunch of Amber Mental Illness lunatics, Devil Fruit users, and antisocial personality disorder sufferers!

Thanks to the endless infighting among ability users, Guangfeng Lüe Bay contributed eleven people in one go! You guys are really talented.

However... the Storm King hasn't spoken yet, so it seems Horizon, who's trying to save the world, will have to hold back a little longer.

Speaking of which, a team of scribes assigned by Horizon has gone missing—did they get eaten by their own web platform?
Haha, maybe that great first son of the horizon should take care of his bunch of unweaned brats.

Oh right, and there was also a priest from the Church of St. Cuthbert who was preaching on the street when a fanatical follower from the Fifth Church pounced on him and bit his neck.

You must know that Saint Cusber was the former ruler of the Abelio plane. According to the tradition of the past, if a high priest died, everyone had to pay compensation, or rather, everyone had to be judged!

Another explosion has occurred on Mount Clangerding.

Who did it? Do you even need to ask?
It was those same group of wandering rule-makers wearing skeletal hats dancing inside the mountain again, almost breaking the earth's veins.

The dwarves were still holding a meeting to discuss whether or not to repair it, unaware that they were about to face a terrible disaster!

Meanwhile, the shepherds of Far East City continued their daily routine: cleaning the streets, carrying away corpses and collecting the wounded, cleaning up mental pollution, and capturing Amber the Psychopath.

Today they had just finished cleaning up the slime residue left by three amber-wearing psychopaths when they ran into another new one around the corner—apparently a diamond person; sometimes it's really hard to tell who's the truly insane one.

Our great Lord of the Horizon is busy cleaning up his newly conquered empire with his still-weaned First Son, while the Terrorist Mobile Squad cruelly suppresses all Amber Mentality cases in Far East City, and the Shepherds are collecting the bodies of Amber Mentality victims on the sidewalks.

As for the Fomi Ants of Jawbone City?

Well... you know, Jawbone City is still Jawbone City!

I am your whispered secret, the holder of illegal fruits, and the speaker of the Morning Sound Project.

My name is Stan, the broadcaster. Today, we will not talk about hope, glory, or faith.

We'll only talk about one thing: who can survive to reach Abelio today?

Join me... as we begin a new day in this abandoned city chasing the light.

Inside the governor's mansion in Far East City, Xia Xiu sat alone, silently listening to the sounds coming from the sky.

The voice was created by someone with an ability called the "Broadcast Fruit," who would broadcast it around Abelio every now and then using his ability.

puff~
The phantom of the Demon King Amund appeared and said to Xia Xiu:

"This guy's ability is quite interesting. It seems he has undergone fruit awakening and fully developed his own ability, possessing some of the ability to broadcast across all planes. Hmm... However, he can't do true omni-plane reporting on his own. He probably has the help of a wandering rule entity behind him."

As he spoke, the Demon King looked up at the sky above Far East City and sighed:
"The degree of mutation of this dead light is really high. It can even mutate the laws of the plane world into spirits and become wandering rule entities."

Xia Xiu rubbed his temples and said:

"The current Abelio is full of all sorts of strange and bizarre things. Apart from the wandering rule entities which are just manifestations of random version changes, they have created so many strange and bizarre things that the physical parameters of the entire plane are fluctuating severely."

At this point, he specifically thanked the Demon King:
"Thanks to your Ophiuchus Protocol, I was able to build the Horizon Lineage in Far East City and establish a rule intrusion resistance system. The current situation is that the space covered by the Horizon Lineage is a stable baseline space, while the space outside the coverage of the Horizon Lineage is a chaotic rule wasteland."

As he spoke, he lightly touched the silver cane "Lever of Heaven" with his fingertips, and an invisible ripple slowly spread from his body, penetrating the boundary between space and reality.

The next second, the entire urban structure map of Far East City was projected into the void in the form of contour lines, and a series of rapidly flowing information networks began to emerge, extending from the city's geological structure all the way to the energy orbit in the sky.

That is the foundational data network of the Horizon spectrum.

[Horizon Genealogy Network Launch]

This is not an ordinary internet, nor a mechanical control network, but a transcendent information network system based on an ether particle structure.

The principle is to compress each existing pheromone, logical rule, and behavioral trajectory into a unified standardized semantic unit, and then translate, group, and disk it through structuring techniques—ultimately, the information is reorganized by the core anchor point.

Xia Xiu is the anchor and mastermind of this network, binding it with his own information integration system.

He is the central controller, think tank, and even the sole core of the Horizon lineage.

Since he cannot currently connect to the true lineage of Heaven, he can only independently establish a network hub within the "isolated world".

This central hub uses his personal will as the server, the consciousness structure as the main sequence, and the extrasensory logic chain as the programming language.

This is an independently operating local area network. Xia Xiu does not directly maintain the system's structure with "consciousness," but rather through another arrangement.

To conserve ether consumption and reduce the risk of overload, he drew inspiration from the International Wizarding Union's hundred-layer world system, distributing the ether floating-point computing power in the city network to each node carrier in order to achieve dynamic structural adjustment.

In layman's terms, he created a network space.

He himself, on the other hand, puts the prototype of his original form into the main anchor point as the source of the network waveform—a golden sun that floats in the deepest part of the network channel and never falls.

Constant, unchanging, and universal.

It is not just an anchor point, but also the symbol of faith and the logical center of the entire horizon genealogy network.

On this network, the frequency of information fluctuations will be calibrated and corrected around the golden sun, so that any external interference must undergo "intrinsic burning" before entering the system.

It is precisely because this complete network space was established that the pollution and interference from the "dead light" were greatly suppressed.

The resulting version environment disorder, parameter structure errors, and cognitive dimensionality reduction are all normalized under the anchor of the golden sun.

The entire flow of information, tactics, administration, and data in Far East City operates like a perfect machine within the structure of the Horizon spectrum.

Even the most peripheral autonomous regions can be judged by the core through the technique routing request. Even unprocessed anomalies must go through the "structural access process" before they can be recorded in the network ledger.

Xia Xiu constructed a safe, rule-based black wall using the horizon.

Inside the black wall is a controllable baseline reality space constructed by the horizon. The physical laws and version environment here are safe and controllable. An apple is still an apple, it is still round, and it will not taste like durian.

This is a safe space belonging to the logically stable domain, which is the minimum guarantee for the continued operation of civilization.

Outside the black wall, there are runaway, roaming rule entities, twisted rule fragments, and deadly amber field mutations, all born from the illumination of the "dead light." Outside, apples might be square and taste all sorts of flavors.

That place is a wasteland of rules, a rift valley of wasteland carved out by the remnants of the previous version and the tear in the layer of reality.

For Xia Xiu, the lawless wasteland outside the black wall was a place teeming with talented people, a veritable galaxy of hidden dragons and phoenixes.

The person who just broadcast the scathing attacks on Abelio was one of these talented individuals—outsiders, incredibly creatively insane. Besides them, some, unable to accept the distorted reality, have completely succumbed to the corruption of the rules, becoming Abelio's most terrifying threat—the so-called Amber psychopaths.

This is a form of madness.

A kind of mental collapse resulting from a clash of worldviews, symptoms are more common in Devil Fruit users.

Xia Xiu speculated that the cause of the illness was related to the impact on their worldview. Fruit users are special individuals with unique cognitive structures and abstract abilities. However, when the abilities and abstract cognition brought by the fruit repeatedly rewrite their understanding of reality, their brains explode like an overheated CPU, causing their personality layers to collapse, their cognitive domains to expand, and their emotional structures to disintegrate.

Then, they begin to lose themselves, distance themselves from the community, abandon the social context, and see themselves as the rules themselves, rather than as people existing within the rules.

In other words, the brain is implanted with an excessive amount of abstract concepts that impact one's worldview, leading to mental illnesses that cause personality instability.

Xia Xiu needs to study Amber's mental illness further.

However, the only thing he was certain of was that the Fifth Truth had indeed molded Abelio into his own present state—an abstract world.

Abstractions of various meanings, whether of people or things.

Xia Xiu sighed and leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes.

"What a ridiculous construction."

"Boom boom boom——"

A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

Xia Xiu didn't open his eyes, and said in his usual tone, "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and a young man walked into the room with light but powerful steps. He was wearing a half-black military robe and had the Horizon Executioner badge hanging on his chest.

The visitor was none other than Lupercal, the son of the First Prince.

He stood upright in front of Xia Xiu, his expression both respectful and serious.

“Father,” he began, his tone calm but unable to conceal a youthful gleam, “I’m here to report on the progress of governance in the Far East City.”

Xia Xiu opened his eyes, nodded slightly, and gestured for the other person to continue.

Lupercal opened his handheld terminal, accessed the Horizon Genealogy network, and his voice was automatically synchronized onto the floating light projection in the air.

"First, the reconstruction plan has been implemented in four urban areas, with the fourth to eighth grids completing the recycling of construction debris. The synchronization rate of the energy network has been increased to 72%, and it is expected to be connected to the main area within three days."

"Secondly, the wolf pack force has been expanded to thirteen columns and platoons, the initial holy forging surgery is progressing well, the active force is sixty-five people, and it is expected to exceed one hundred people next month."

"Third, the dual partitioning of the network and the spectrum is underway, and the laying of 87 micro nodes has been completed."

"Fourth, and currently the highest priority order... I have established a special task force to compile and hunt down the frequently occurring individuals with Amber Mental Illness."

Lupercar paused slightly after he finished speaking.

He didn't continue speaking, but his eyes couldn't hide it; they were like a knife hidden in flames.

Xia Xiu blinked gently and looked up at him: "What, is there anything else?"

The boy paused for a moment, then nodded.

The son of the first son's eyes churned with undisguised disgust, his tone carrying a deep-seated rejection and suppressed anger:

"I wish to request again the execution order for the arrest of broadcaster Stan."

He enunciated each word with great emphasis, each syllable sounding like a block of iron striking the ground.

“This guy… his mouth is full of filth, distorting reality, desecrating order, mocking the horizon, and smearing you… Father, he must accept the verdict, he must face trial!”

"Such an existence, even if it is just a remnant of a lie that has been spread, can become a scourge that pollutes people's understanding!"

"He's dangerous. More disgusting than those lunatics."

Lupercal's expression was resolute, and he even seemed to be clenching his teeth, as if he had already repeatedly dissected the so-called announcer with a knife.

He wasn't asking for instructions; he was earnestly pleading for "justice" to be served.

Xia Xiu simply smiled faintly, his expression unwavering, as if he had just heard an interesting tidbit of gossip.

"Stan? He's not worth mentioning."

He waved his hand, as if shooing away flies.

"That sound is just like insects chirping in a gutter; it won't dim the sun or cause the structure to collapse."

“Luppercar, you always lose your mind over this kind of voice.”

Lupercal: "But he's slandering my father..."

Xia Xiu shook his head helplessly. This child was stubborn about some things.

"Alright, alright, you can handle this yourself."

His tone slowed, but his voice became even more somber.

"But remember—right now, the one you should really be worried about isn't him."

He suppressed his smile, gently snapped the "Lever of Heaven" in his hand, and the metal clanged together with a crisp, clear sound, seemingly a warning bell for some kind of order.

"The Amber Mental Illness Group in Far East City is growing exponentially, especially in the third-floor block where secondary infections have begun to appear. It is preliminarily determined to be a transmission-induced type of infection... It is estimated to be related to people from the Fifth Church."

“And the three Storm Kings outside—” He paused, his eyes turning cold.

"They have already started to unite."

"They started using the same story to deal with us a month ago... It seems we've progressed too quickly."

"In addition to these, the Fifth Church is also appearing at an abnormal frequency in the Northeast Wasteland. There have been three consecutive instances of possession at their outposts. Their expansion speed is getting faster and faster, and they are constantly attacking the Black Wall."

"And then there are those unstable factors—the roving rule entities outside the black wall."

Xia Xiu's voice echoed in the data space at the edge of the black wall, like the heartbeat of the entire network.

"There are too many enemies. You shouldn't let a clown named Stan occupy your entire field of vision first."