F-class thief? Sorry, I can steal anything.

"Destroy me, or inherit me."

The ancient voice rang out once more.

Chen Yifan stood in the void, blood still flowing from his body.

The bone mark on his chest, where the well was sealed, was burning hot.

The fake seal of the Divine Court has been mostly broken, and the remaining platinum patterns are still seeping into the bone.

He looked up at the blue and white star in front of him.

This thing is the core of the world engine at its deepest level.

It is not a farm tool.

It wasn't a scythe created by the Divine Court either.

It was originally a boundary protector.

It's something used to protect the blue planet.

It was only later that the Divine Court altered its roots, locked it up, and turned it into a machine for harvesting civilizations.

The blue-white star's center vibrated gently.

Two paths immediately loomed over Chen Yifan's mind.

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Inherit it.

The world engine will no longer collapse.

The career panels for everyone on Earth will light up again.

The level is still active.

The skills are still there.

The talent is still there.

The storage space is still there.

The only difference is that the owner behind the panel has changed from the Divine Court to Chen Yifan.

He can change the rules.

It can bestow talent upon people.

It can erase a person's rank.

A single sentence can close a rift, or it can paralyze the professional system of a city.

A new order will be established on Earth.

And he will stand above everyone else.

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Destroy it.

The world's engine has completely collapsed.

Everyone's panel will shatter.

The level number will disappear.

The skill buttons will disappear.

Job templates, talent ratings, storage space, and system prompts will all become unusable.

But the physical strength gained through those years of fighting with your life on the line won't just disappear into nothing.

The fighting instinct cannot be erased.

Psionic perception cannot be drained.

What truly belongs to them will be released from behind the panel.

Order maintained solely by the system will inevitably encounter problems in a short period of time.

The legion will be in chaos.

The defenses will fall apart.

Countless people will panic.

They were used to checking their levels on the panel, using skills to fight, and relying on the system to determine what they should do.

Once all these things are gone, Earth will be in pain for a long time.

Xingxin's voice was flat.

"Inherit from me, and you will become the highest authority on Earth."

"Destroy me, and Earth will lose its existing system."

"Repairman, make your choice."

Chen Yifan didn't move.

He looked at the people in the first road.

They stood in the square, shouting his name.

Someone knelt down.

Someone lifted up his statue.

Someone carved his orders into the city wall.

Savior.

Guardian deity.

Lord of the Blue Star.

These words came crashing down one after another.

Chen Yifan felt cold in his stomach.

The Divine Court is reaping the benefits of Earth by treating people as food.

If he were to accept this authority, it would simply be a matter of someone else wielding the sickle.

"Choose!"

The last lingering resentment of the Holy Lord emerged from the crack in the false seal of the Divine Court.

The sound shattered, but the poison remained undiminished.

"Chen Yifan, what are you pretending for?"

"Haven't you always wanted to protect them?"

"Inherit it!"

"If you become a god, your mother will no longer suffer, no one will dare to touch your sister, and your friends will no longer have to go to the battlefield."

Everyone will thank you.

"They will erect a monument for you, build a temple for you, and write your name into history."

"Isn't this what you mortals want most?"

Chen Yifan ignored it.

The Holy Lord's resentment laughed again.

"Destroy the panel?"

"Do you dare?"

"Today they call you a savior, tomorrow someone will accuse you of ruining their talents!"

"Without a profession, without a level, without skills, those who live off the stats will hate you!"

"Even if you save them, they might not recognize you!"

After those words were spoken, the void fell silent for a moment.

Chen Yifan looked down at his cracked palm.

The blood had dried in the lines of his palm.

Destroying the world's engine won't be met with applause.

Many people will panic.

Many people will complain.

Many people blame him for the pain of losing the panel.

But so what?

If you live off the data provided by others, you'll always have it taken away by them.

Today is the Divine Court.

Tomorrow might be a different divine court.

Even with a different owner, the result was the same.

Chen Yifan raised his hand and pressed it against his chest.

There are eleven bone imprints left by the sealing of the well by the core.

There was also Wang Qingyun's lingering embers, almost completely burned out.

Old Wang's words echoed in my ears again.

"Kid, freedom isn't something given to you by others."

Chen Yifan chuckled.

"Old Wang, that's quite a statement."

Xingxin asked again.

"Healer, have you made your choice?"

Chen Yifan walked forward.

step.

The false seal on the Shen Ting point on the chest cracked open.

The second step.

The bone seal of the well showed gray-white patterns.

third step.

Eleven cores vibrated simultaneously.

He stopped in front of the star.

The blue-white light shone on his blood-stained face.

"Um."

Chen Yifan raised his right hand.

I choose option three.

Xingxin fell silent.

After a moment, the ancient voice rang out again.

There is no third option.

"Now we have it."

Chen Yifan pressed his hand to his chest.

That was the last empty space in the center of the seal of the well.

The position of the twelfth heart.

The Holy Lord's lingering resentment suddenly screamed.

"What are you going to do?"

"You're insane!"

"You're not inheriting, nor are you destroying; you're using yourself to block the underlying rules!"

Chen Yifan's voice was hoarse.

"You got it right."

He is not trying to become the new well.

It doesn't mean directly shattering the star's core.

The star center itself is not the enemy.

What should truly be broken is the outer shell of rules that the Divine Court later put on.

Professional chains.

Harvesting patterns.

Divine Court Coordinates.

Farm determination.

These things are the nails in the heart of Earth.

His unlocked destiny was a mistake in the rules.

The people of the previous era brought him back, not to be used as a sacrifice.

At the very least, he doesn't accept this result.

Chen Yifan forcibly dragged the Unlocked Life Seed out from the depths of his soul.

That force had no shape.

As soon as it appeared, the entire engine's underlying structure began to vibrate.

The remaining rules of the World Engine are triggering alarms rapidly.

[An unlocked life form has been detected to have detached from the main body.]

[Abnormal filling of the void in well number 12 has been detected.]

[WARNING! This action will result in loss of control over underlying permissions!]

[WARNING! This behavior will lead to the collapse of the professional system!]

【warn! 】

Chen Yifan got annoyed by it.

"Shut up."

He pressed the Unlocked Life Seed hard into the center of the Sealed Well Bone Seal.

boom!

All twelve Heart Wells responded at this moment.

The blood patterns on the Blood Rain Well rose up.

The lingering thunder from Leigujing resounded.

The intent of the broken blade well penetrated the bone imprint.

The human anchor of Qingyan Well weighed heavily on his heart.

The divine embers in the eighth well were rekindled.

With eleven cores and Chen Yifan's unlocked destiny seed, the final link was finally completed.

The seal mark on the well will no longer be pressed down.

It started to reverse.

The suppressive intent originally intended to seal the cracks was all directed towards the outer rules of the world engine.

The Holy Lord's lingering resentment was completely panicked.

"No!"

"You can't do that!"

"Without the world engine, humanity will lose its system!"

"Many people will die!"

"They'll hate you!"

Chen Yifan's arm trembled, and his bones made a soft cracking sound.

"That's still better than being on the harvest list from birth."

A gray-white beam of light shot out from his chest.

There was no spread.

There was no pause.

It cleaved directly into the golden shell of the World Engine.

The first layer: the professional chains have broken.

On Earth, countless people's control panels flashed simultaneously.

The level bar is starting to become blurry.

The skill bars went out one by one.

But those holding knives on the defensive line did not fall.

Yin Hu's fist bones emitted a muffled thud.

The heavy armor on the ox was still intact.

Shenhou's iron rod continued to smash on the ground.

What they lost were the keys that the Divine Court had written.

It's not a fate I've been born from bloodshed over the years.

The second layer, the harvesting pattern book breaks open.

All the nailed destinies began to break free from the golden shackles.

On the third level, the Divine Court coordinates were shattered into fragments of light.

In deep space, the positioning line that originally led to the Supreme Divine Court was extinguished.

The Holy Lord's lingering will was swept into the gray-white pillar of light, letting out a final scream.

"Chen Yifan!"

The sound stopped.

This time, it didn't even leave an echo.

At the bottom of the world engine, the golden outer shell began to collapse on a large scale.

Fragments of rules peeled off from the void.

The text representing levels, skills, talents, and permissions exploded.

The blue and white star heart no longer asked Chen Yifan to inherit it.

After it detached from its shell, it quietly sank down.

Finally, it transformed into a ball of silvery-white flame, falling into the deepest part of the blue star's heart.

It no longer controls all living beings.

The panel will no longer be distributed to anyone.

It is left with only its original function.

Nourish this planet.