When the game shut down, I took my skills with me.

Chapter 56 Divine Punishment? Contribution points instantly reset to zero!

The promulgation of the new order was like a shot in the arm, injecting a powerful dose of adrenaline into the hearts of every survivor of the "War Era".

Fear and despair were temporarily suppressed, replaced by an unprecedented fervent passion.

The five permanent seats on the board are like five divine thrones hanging in the sky, tempting all ambitious people.

The global operation to eliminate the remnants of the "Reapers" officially commenced at the command of the agent "Order".

Europe, Paris.

This once romantic city is now shrouded in an eerie mist of data. The iconic Eiffel Tower is broken in half, leaning precariously in the Seine, where the water shimmers with an ominous, dark green, and occasionally, mutated, data-driven fish leap out of the surface.

This is one of the most data-polluted regions on the European continent, and also one of the most contributing and most difficult to tackle.

Fatty meat.

At this moment, several internationally renowned player guilds are engaged in a frenzied competition on these ruins.

However, the one that made the fastest progress was far ahead of everyone else.

It is the "Sword of Oracle" from China.

"Guild Leader, the last corrupted lurker in Area A has been eliminated! We have taken over the entire Arc de Triomphe war zone!" a guild elite shouted excitedly in the communication channel.

In the temporary command center of "Sword of Oracle", Xiao Xue stood in front of a huge holographic map, watching as the blue area representing her guild's power had completely swallowed the red area representing the core area of ​​Paris. A determined smile appeared on her lips.

"How much have we contributed?" she asked calmly.

"Reporting to the Guild Master! We've surpassed 90 million! If we just capture the final core of the Louvre pollution source, we'll become the first guild globally to break the 100 million contribution mark, firmly surpassing all official forces except for Dragon Shield!"

This number made everyone in the command center gasp for breath.

"Very good." In Xiao Xue's eyes, the flames of ambition burned. "Command Dawn" team, activate the final plan.

We don't have time to slowly wear down those monsters. I need to end the battle of Paris within half an hour!

"yes!"

The so-called "final solution" is Xiao Xue's trump card.

It was a special item she obtained by chance from a near-death experience in a dungeon run—the Corrupted World Tree Fragment.

Once used, this device can cause extreme disruption to the data rules of a region within a short period of time, creating a devastating "data storm." Under the storm, all living beings, except those holding special tokens, will be forcibly decomposed into the most primitive data streams.

This is a wide-ranging cleansing that indiscriminately targets both friend and foe. It is extremely efficient, but the aftereffects are also extremely severe. Once a region is cleansed, its underlying data structure will be permanently destroyed, turning it into an irreparable "data desert."

But Xiao Xue didn't care.

The rules only state that monsters must be cleared out; they don't say that special methods are forbidden. In the competition for "divine status," the process is unimportant; the result is everything.

Soon, in the heart of Paris, atop the iconic glass pyramid of the Louvre, a small team of players placed a wooden fragment emanating an ominous black aura.

As soon as the activation command was given, a visible black shockwave instantly spread wildly in all directions from the Louvre as the center!

The clouds in the sky were stained black.

On the earth, whether it was the remaining "Reaper" units or the mutated monsters in the ruins, the moment they came into contact with the black shockwave, they were instantly disintegrated into countless flying 0s and 1s before they could even scream.

Vast areas were purified, and the contribution points on the "Sword of Oracle" guild panel jumped wildly at an alarming rate.

Ninety-five million — Ninety-eight million — Ninety-nine million —

Victory is in sight!

Xiao Xue clenched her fists, as if she could already see herself ascending to the "throne of gods" and sitting on equal footing with Qin Shiyue.

However, just as the contribution was about to break the 100 million mark...

A sudden change occurred.

The phantom of the parliament hall, constructed of "order" and symbolizing supreme rules, reappeared without warning in the skies above Paris.

The "Order" seated on the throne of stars, its indistinct face bowing for the first time, its gaze seemingly piercing through endless space and landing on Paris.

A grand, indifferent, and emotionless voice resounded throughout the world.

[World Announcement: A faction has been detected using "world-foundation destruction" tactics to gain contribution points. This behavior—]

— This is a violation.

Violation of regulations?

Xiao Xue's smile froze instantly.

How could that be? There's no such rule in the system rules!

[World Announcement: The will of the administrator is the supreme rule. The first round of rule supplementation is now underway.]

[Additional rule #1: Any action that gains contribution points at the expense of "damaging world stability" will be considered a provocation against the administrator.]

[Ruling begins ————]

[The ruling faction: "Sword of the Oracle" guild.]

[Case ruling: Malicious use of contaminating tools caused permanent damage to the underlying data structure of the Paris region.]

[Judgment: Divine retribution.]

The moment the last two words were uttered, an indescribable golden beam of light crashed down from the phantom of the council in the sky, striking precisely the corrupted World Tree fragment at the center of the Louvre.

That terrifying item that had baffled countless players couldn't even withstand a second of the golden light before it vaporized.

Immediately afterwards, golden light rippled outwards like waves, covering the entire city of Paris.

A miracle occurred under the watchful eyes of billions of people around the world.

The data chains underlying the buildings and streets destroyed by the black shockwave were rewoven and repaired. The polluted Seine River became clear at a visible speed. The broken Eiffel Tower, as if time had reversed, reassembled section by section, restoring it to its original state.

This is no longer power, this is creation!

The "order" that orchestrated all of this was merely doing a trivial little thing.

Its voice rang out again.

[World Announcement: Ruling to be executed.]

[1. All contribution points earned by the "Sword of Oracle" guild for this mission will be stripped.]

[Second, deduct 100 million base contribution points from the "Sword of Oracle" guild as punishment for repairing the world damage.]

[III. Because the "China Dragon Shield Bureau" has consistently employed a prudent "purification" approach to repairs in the Paris theater, although progress has lagged behind, it has contributed to global stability. All contributions made in the Paris theater will be attributed to the "China Dragon Shield Bureau."]

A series of announcements, like the loudest slaps, landed squarely on Xiao Xue's face.

On her guild panel, her contribution points, which were about to break 100 million, instantly dropped to zero and then turned into a glaring negative number.

On the global contribution ranking, the China Dragon Shield Bureau, which was originally ranked second, saw its contribution jump dramatically, breaking through the 200 million mark and leaving all other forces far behind.

"puff--"

Xiao Xue could no longer remain calm, spitting out a mouthful of blood, her body swaying precariously.

She lost, and lost miserably.

She was not defeated by her enemy, but by the "rules" she tried to exploit.

She finally understood that what the administrator needed was not an opportunistic winner, but a maintainer who could strictly adhere to the order he had set.

In the Dragon Shield command center, Qin Shiyue watched everything unfolding on the screen, let out a long breath, his eyes filled with lingering fear and a deeper understanding.

"I understand—this is a warning to all of us," he murmured. "Divine authority is not to be trifled with. Fighting for seats is acceptable, but it must never shake the foundations of this world. This is the first ironclad rule of the administrator!"

Ark, the living room of the villa.

Fatty Wang was holding a tablet, watching the global live stream, and was so excited that he was waving his arms and legs.

"Holy crap! Brother Yuan! Your 'Order' avatar was absolutely awesome! That divine punishment was incredibly cool! Resetting contribution points to zero was so satisfying!"

Lu Yuan lay on the sofa, oblivious to the noise outside.

He was scrolling through the virtual menu projected by Xiaoya, seriously considering whether to have sauerkraut fish or seafood hot pot for dinner.

Hearing Wang Pangzi's loud shout, he lazily raised his eyelids.

"Using bugs to farm points and disrupt the server environment deserves a ban and a rollback."

He said it casually and then snapped his fingers.

"Xiaoya, I want them all, please deliver them to the door."

""

"Yes, sir."

For Lu Yuan, this was just a serious bug that the GM had fixed, and it wasn't even worth his time.

All he wants now is to live a quiet life, like a salted fish enjoying life.