Curse Reply: I'm going to fight the Myriad Corpse Immortal, the highest level one!

Faced with the bullets and blades of the rebels, the dying Bu Li warrior's cloudy eyes clearly revealed a plea for mercy—"Sigh, can we make peace?"

Reconciliation? At this very moment?

The rebels, who were once fish struggling under Bu Li's knife, resolutely wielded the sharp blade of revenge!

The next instant, the gleaming blade sliced ​​through the loose flesh, emitting a light tremor, stealing the last glimmer of light from the warrior's eyes.

In the laboratory, the Great Black Tower was still frantically verifying the authenticity of the universe.

The power of intellect had not left her, so until now, she was unaware of the profound changes taking place at the core of the universe.

Three minutes later, the Great Black Tower, feigning composure, lifted the smooth, flowing hair beneath its magic hat.

"The universe is real, that conclusion is beyond doubt, so... what's going on outside?"

According to the intelligence she gathered, the entire galaxy is in complete chaos. Anyone who didn't know better would think that a global locust plague had resurfaced or that Emperor III had emerged and started attacking all organic life.

Oh, it's a twist of fate, the Star God collapsed, then it's alright—

This is getting much worse!

Daheita ruffled his long hair and sighed.

On the interstellar network that was opened, the Interstellar Peace Corporation had already been attacked by the civilizations it had been exploiting.

Furthermore, a large number of forces, both large and small, will immediately join the fray, automatically matching you with equally matched opponents.

The flames from the Star Destroyer's gun muzzles have never stopped since the start of the war.

Established, powerful companies launching attacks both internally and externally clashing with diverse, lesser-known civilizations forming alliances – who will win?

The answer is the latter.

Under the mysterious, unseen hand of a humanoid deity, the casualties of the ragtag civilization alliance reached a miraculous figure:

0!

Yes, the casualty figures in every just war in the world are uniformly zero. In the past, so many zeros could only be seen in Chengdu!

As things have progressed to this point, those with keen insight have realized that fate is truly on their side, and their actions have shifted from being cautious to being upright and righteous.

In a remote corner of the universe, above an extremely remote planet, a highly skilled, eccentric individual with a doomed destiny piloted his spaceship to this place.

"Let me see just how wide the protection of fate truly is!"

Three antimatter annihilation bombs, powerful enough to destroy stars, fell from above the atmosphere, leaving brilliant trails like meteors, before exploding into three huge and beautiful fireworks above the kingdom's capital.

"Alas, the tide has turned against us."

The rescuer, having exhausted all options, pulled out his energy pistol, aimed it at his own head, and used the last of his energy on himself.

"Excellent, another person has been saved."

Click—!

The hand of destiny exerted its power once more, the surging energy scorching his hair, but failing to take his life.

"Why?"

The man's voice was deliberate and clear, uttering each word slowly and deliberately.

Although he survived, the man's expression was as if he were in more pain than if he were dead.

For some eccentric individuals, living is a more terrifying punishment than death.

and so……

"Do we really not need to do anything?"

At one corner of the round table, Xing scrolled through the piles of big news articles popping up online, feeling restless and uneasy no matter how she sat down.

"Take another look at the casualty figures."

"The Rebel Alliance has zero members, while the company already has hundreds of millions?"

"Yes, from now on, the only ones who will die in war are super-evil species that are evil to a certain degree."

Xia Jie forked a large piece of Pam pie and put it in her mouth, then turned to look at Pam:

“Pam, your pie is certainly crispy and delicious, but it’s missing a crucial ‘soul’.”

What does "soul" mean?

"These are some small gifts for you. You'll understand once you see them."

Xia Jie reached out and pulled out several exquisite books out of thin air.

pat!

Xia Jie slammed the pamphlet on the table and pushed it toward the train conductor, Pam, who was standing not far away.

Pam adjusted her tall conductor's hat and pulled the booklet to her chest to flip through it.

"Food Wars! Shokugeki no Soma, Toriko, Cooking Master Boy, SpongeBob SquarePants and the Krabby Patty Recipe, God of Cookery...?"

"These are booklets that record culinary tips from other parts of the world, which may help you develop an even tastier Pam Pie."

"And you, Xing, out of personal appreciation, I have also prepared a special gift for you."

Xia Jie snapped her fingers as she spoke.

Wow! A seashell!?

Xing picked up the conch shell in front of her and examined it closely under the light.

"Hmm...it doesn't seem like anything special?"

"No."

Xia Jie shook her head.

"It is a magical conch shell. If you have any questions, you can ask it and then pull the rope at the opening of the shell, and it will answer you."

"Seashell, seashell, do we really not need to do anything?"

Xing pulled the magic conch shell and asked curiously. Without much guile, she instinctively regarded the large conch shell as a magical object that could answer her questions, rather than something more dangerous.

Although it is indeed not dangerous.

"I'll answer you in the most straightforward and direct way—yes, you don't need to do anything."

"So... what's the name of the gentleman across the table who's eating Pam Pie?"

Xing pulled the magic conch shell once again.

"That's the wrong question; there's no one across the table."

"Huh? Where did everyone go?"

Xing's gaze shifted from the conch shell to the opposite side of the table, where Xia Jie's seat was empty.

"No need to look anymore, Xing. While you were playing with the conch shell, that unknown 'Mr. Dark Cuisine Who Loves Pam Pie' had already disappeared."

Himeko Murata, who was catching up with Old Yang, walked up to Hoshino and extended her hand to him: "Let's get acquainted. Like Himeko on the train, I'm also called Himeko."

"Seashell, seashell, how can I tell the old Himeko from the new Himeko?"

"It's very simple. Drink the coffee they brew. The one that tastes good is the new Himeko, and the one that can kill you is the old Himeko."

"Pfft, cough cough cough..."

Dan Heng, who was eating, pretended to choke for a moment, but quickly managed to keep it in check.

The atmosphere inside the train instantly became cheerful, and all the passengers were delighted.

At this time, Xia Jie had already been summoned away from this world of trees, which was a combination of collapse, origin, and iron, because her main body outside the world had finished its seclusion.

Chapter 193 A Tribute to Dark Souls

In the void that is neither existent nor nonexistent, neither manifest nor cause, the pure white, without upper or lower, without this or that, reveals its vast essence from the depths of the world's ocean waves. Before Xia Jie, it converges into one, transforming into a stable human form.

"Thank you."

After bowing to Xia Jie, the humanoid figure stepped out and disappeared into the boundless world.

Just as Xia Jie returned to her original form, Xia Jie, who had finished her seclusion, also completed the purification of her "self," severing the last external cause.

Immediately upon making the breakthrough, Xia Jie added the crucial reason for the birth of the already eagerly anticipated challenge space at the level of basic narrative.

Then, the space that had been perfected manifested a humanoid form, and after a simple thank you, it moved to another spot and went back to sleep.

Yes, do nothing, think nothing, just force yourself to sleep.

The Challenge Space and the Myriad Corpse Immortal are indeed very similar; both seek only to ensure their own stable existence and have no other desires.

The difference is that the former is strong enough and has encountered Xia Jie, a fast-learning powerhouse, while the latter not only has the law of causality pressing down on him, but his top henchman "Huang" is also no match for the "Three True Gang" on the other side.

Even if they finally brought out the Sun Sword, they still couldn't win; if they weren't strong enough, there was really nothing they could do.

Thus, the former got what it wanted, and after the cause and effect loop was closed, it went to sleep soundly in the distant heavens, far from all the turmoil.

Although the latter also lives in the metaverse, he has become a permanent guest on "Love for All Businesses TV".

It's a case of "better to live a miserable life than to die a good death," but this way of living is a bit too miserable.

The victor is king, the loser is villain; nothing could be more true.

In the void, Xia Jie quietly felt the profound and surging power within her body, remaining silent for a long time.

Looking back on his path to breakthrough, he can only describe it in four words:

Everything went very smoothly for me.

From the moment we entered the challenge space, the gears of fate began to turn, and then, as they turned, we arrived at today.

Pure "self-power" flows endlessly within him, constructing everything about him, requiring no support from fundamental laws and unable to be constrained by the rules of the world.

"Quality" and "quantity" cannot describe the vastness of this power, and "position" and "status" cannot touch the sublimity of this essence.

This power originates entirely from the "self," for "I" am the Way, "I" am the principle, and "I" am the cause.

"I" is composed of 100% "I", and upholds the "will" of the self as the omnipotent and all-powerful authority.

What you think is what you can do.

Anything within the bounds of logic can be done if you can conceive of it.