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

Chapter 60: The method to slay gods? No, it's to exploit gods like a bug!

Beyond the portal lay neither the magnificent library one had imagined, nor the secret vault filled with ancient scrolls.

This is a pure white, boundless space.

There are no up, down, left, or right; no physical matter; only the purest flow of data, like a gentle galaxy, flowing slowly around.

"Holy crap, where am I? Did I fall into a bug?" Fatty Wang floated in the air, reaching out in surprise to grab a string of golden code that flashed past him, but he passed right through it.

Leander's figure materialized not far away. She bowed respectfully to this space, her face filled with a pilgrim's devotion: "Manager, this is the core of the World Tree—the Seed of Origin. All the knowledge, memories, and heritage of our race are stored here in their most primitive data form."

Lu Yuan ignored them; from the very first second he stepped inside, his expression became incredibly focused.

As the world administrator, he can clearly "see" what this space actually is.

This is the "Developer Mode" in the world of "Gods and Demons Era".

And that slowly flowing data is the original code of this world.

"Sir," Xiaoya's holographic projection appeared beside him, "Connected to the Initial Seed database. Retrieving highest-level information regarding 'Shielded Observers' for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden torrent, brighter and larger than all the surrounding data streams, surged from the depths of the pure white space and hovered in front of Lu Yuan.

It did not transform into words or images, but bypassed sight and hearing, directly injecting a massive amount of information into Lu Yuan's consciousness in the form of data packets.

In an instant, an ancient secret spanning hundreds of millions of years unfolded in his mind.

The "Observer" is not a single life form. It is an automated program created by a higher-dimensional civilization to select "successors of the Heavenly Dao".

Its core logic is to encapsulate one world after another into a series of "games," then introduce "players" and "crises," and observe how the life forms within them respond.

The so-called "cleanup" is not destruction, but rather when a "game" ends or an uncontrollable "bug" occurs (such as Lu Yuan), the "Observer" will initiate "formatting," reclaim all data, reset the world, and start the next round of the game.

It's like a cold-blooded game administrator, endlessly running a series of games where civilizations rise and fall.

The so-called "method of shielding" discovered by the Moon Whisper Clan is not, in essence, about building a wall to hide oneself.

That was a fundamental flaw in the core logic of the "observer".

A forgotten "backdoor code" recorded deep within the World Tree.

[Backdoor code: Homologous mimicry]

When scanning the world, the "observer" automatically ignores "subroutines" or "debugging tools" that are completely identical to its own data signature.

Using this backdoor, a "data camouflage" can be created, causing the "observer" to misjudge the entire world as its own "debugging tool" during scanning, thus skipping directly and not executing the "formatting" command.

This information made Lu Yuan's eyes light up slightly.

But he soon discovered the problem.

Xiaoya's calm voice simultaneously confirmed his conjecture: "Sir, the derivation of the 'homogeneous mimicry' scheme has been completed. This scheme has two fatal flaws."

"First: Homogeneity Mimicry" requires modifying the rules of the entire world to conform to the "Observer's" model. This means you must relinquish your independent privileges as the "World Administrator" and become a sub-administrator within the "Observer" system. Your privileges will be significantly weakened and restricted.

"Second: Mimicry is reciprocal. As you mimic it, it will also mark you as one of its kind."

At that time, you will be automatically included in the final candidate list of "Heirs of Heaven", and forced to participate in a more brutal and dangerous war of power.

As Leander listened to Xiaoya's analysis, her face turned deathly pale.

The method their clan had researched for millennia turned out to be a self-destructive trap. They would either be formatted or forced to become players in a higher-level game.

"So that's how it is—" she murmured in despair.

"No, that's not right."

Lu Yuan suddenly spoke, interrupting Leandera's despair and Xiaoya's analysis.

As he looked at the backdoor code that resembled "homogeneous mimicry," a strange smile slowly crept onto his lips.

That's the kind of smile a seasoned programmer would wear when they discover a system vulnerability that can be exploited indefinitely.

"You're all thinking wrong." Lu Yuan's voice carried a hint of lazy excitement. "Who said we were going to use this bug to simulate the world and hide ourselves away?"

"Sir?" For the first time, Xiaoya's database showed an incomprehensible fluctuation.

"This vulnerability is not meant for 'defense'."

Lu Yuan reached out and grasped the golden torrent of data, as if he had grasped the truth of everything.

"It's used for attacks."

"Since the observer will treat things of the same origin as its own, why should I simulate a world to deceive it?"

"I can totally—"

"Create only an extremely small data probe, but with a data signature that is completely identical to it." "One that, in its eyes, is absolutely trustworthy and one of its own."

"Then, I deliberately sent this probe, disguised as a harmless data packet waiting to be retrieved."

"When it unsuspectingly retrieves this probe into its core database—"

Lu Yuan's smile turned into that of a devil about to play a prank.

"I can use this probe to pinpoint its location, and even—implant a Trojan horse I wrote into its system."

silence.

The pure white space was deathly silent.

Leandera was completely petrified; her mouth was open, but she couldn't utter a single word.

The ancient secret technique that their clan regarded as their only hope, yet discovered to be a dead end, was transformed in this man's eyes into a sinister means that could be used to attack the "gods".

What a terrifying way of thinking!

Fatty Wang only half understood, but he grasped the key point and excitedly shouted, "I get it! Isn't this just entrapment? First, they disguise the hook as bait, then once the fish swallows it, they follow the fishing line to find the angler and give him a good whack!"

"That's a good summary." Lu Yuan rarely praised him.

"Sir, the risk assessment for this plan—" Xiaoya's eyes were practically boiling over with excitement at the data stream.

"Risk?" Lu Yuan laughed. "The biggest risk is being discovered and then going to war, right? Since we're going to fight sooner or later anyway, why don't I choose the most insidious, most disgusting, and most proactive approach?"

"I'm not just going to implant a Trojan horse in it."

"I also want to use this Trojan to change its so-called 'format' command to my 'one-click pickup' command."

"It painstakingly raised a world of fish, but when I finally put away my line, all the fish ended up in my fishpond."

Lu Yuan snapped his fingers, and his expression returned to that familiar, listless look.

"That's settled then. Instead of anxiously waiting to be judged by God, let's find a way to exploit God like a bug."

He turned and walked back towards the portal he had come from.

"Xiaoya, immediately begin building the initial model for the 'Troy Probe.' All computing resources should be prioritized for this project."

"Yes, sir." Xiaoya's figure disappeared instantly, clearly going to carry out orders.

Leandera snapped out of her daze, watching Lu Yuan's departing figure, and asked in a trembling voice, "Mr. Administrator—you, you're going to—go against the gods?"

Lu Yuan paused, but without turning his head, he simply waved his hand lazily.

"Don't be so serious."

"I just want to change this crappy game into a version I like."