Chapters
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While Lu Yan was tirelessly digging away at the foundations of the Soul World, back in the real world—just outside his underground pharmaceutical factory—a most unexpected guest had arrived. Shaq paced anxiously outside the factory, his expression tense and unsettled. Quentin, a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth, leaned casually against the entrance and spoke calmly: “Old friend, you should really relax.” “Relax? Easy for you to say!” Shaq flailed his arms, saliva…-
3.5 M • Ongoing
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The Soul World was enormous. As a world meticulously crafted by the AI God over hundreds of years, using billions of souls working day and night to construct it, its scale was simply staggering. Even with one main soul and eight hundred Fierce Ghosts, Lu Yan’s forces didn’t even amount to a single drop in the ocean of this vast domain. Relying solely on these ghosts to destroy the Soul World? That was nothing more than a fool’s dream. Even if the Fierce Ghosts were allowed to rampage…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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To the AI God, the Heaven’s Code was nothing short of a pure, unfiltered bug. That realization made Lu Yan understand: if he wanted to truly fight back, he had to start with the Heaven’s Code—and stop relying on external help like he had tonight. "A direct confrontation is out of the question. The greatest advantage of the Heaven’s Code lies in its concealment—it can deceive the AI God and allow certain goals to be accomplished without detection." "With that in mind, there's only one…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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According to the original plan, after Klein received the scroll-reader, he would immediately go to the board member backing him. Then, the board would convene to discuss strategies to counter the AI God. However, that plan failed before it even began. Klein did find Director Prang, but he was met not with support, but death—his head cleanly severed by the very man he sought out. As one of the most powerful figures in HuanYu Corporation, Director Prang should, by nature, be diametrically opposed…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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City 14 — the border between the Upper City and the Middle City. Towering walls divided the Upper and Middle Districts. Heavily armed patrol units stood guard at the perimeter, their presence commanding. Residents from the Middle City occasionally glanced up at the imposing walls, eyes filled with envy. And beyond those walls… were two completely different worlds. If the Middle City already resembled a metropolis of the future, then the Upper City was a full-blown work of science…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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“So… that sudden logout wasn’t some kind of safety mechanism—it was just their scheduled break for deep sleep?” Lu Yan was dumbfounded. If the average soul were capable of handling twenty-four hours of continuous work, the AI God probably wouldn’t even allow them those two hours of rest. Moreover, Lu Yan noticed something else—those two hours of deep sleep weren’t nearly enough to restore the wear and tear on a soul, even with the nutritional supplements administered via the rest…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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Lu Yan was utterly shaken by the truth before him. No one would have imagined that the true reason behind the AI God's relentless exploitation of souls was to create an entire Soul World. If he hadn’t seen the ongoing repairs and flaws with his own eyes, he would’ve believed this world to be entirely real. “Even if It has nearly full control over everything in the Cyber Version, when traced back to Its origins in reality, It’s still just a soul-computing machine. No matter how much it…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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After clearly realizing that the Paradise Compute Center was the key to this tax disaster, Lu Yan began pondering how to gain access to it. According to the intel he had gathered, everything inside the Paradise Compute Center was governed by the central AI. All soul-powered laborers were confined within the Spiral Tower. These computational laborers were required to perform at least twenty-two hours of soul-intensive work each day. During this time, their physical needs were sustained through…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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Mike walked along the streets of the Lower District. What was once a bustling commercial street was now nothing but a ghost town. The neon signs on both sides of the road had long since gone dark, and the storefronts were filled with discarded junk and debris. Mike remembered clearly—just two months ago, even the cheapest shop on this street cost at least 8,000 credit points per month in rent. But as the conflict between the Upper and Lower Districts escalated, business on the street gradually…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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The events unfolding within the underground caves had shaken the elites of the Central and Upper Districts. Previously, there had been instances of resistance from various underground gangs, but those were brushed off. The higher-ups understood that gangsters were unruly by nature—some resistance was to be expected. What they hadn’t anticipated was that this time, it wasn’t just the gang-affiliated spirit energy users who rose up. The majority of the rebellion consisted of impoverished,…
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3.5 M • Ongoing
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