When Jiang Li discovered that his pupils could reflect 129,000 parallel times and spaces, he was live dissecting a female cybernetic corpse covered with oracle bones in front of the quantum incinerator. The bronze fortune tellers rewarded in the barrage pool are devouring his lifespan, and the system prompts are counting down in the voice of Shang Wang Wuding: "The recursive agreement is 97% complete. Please kill the god as soon as possible."
The grandfather who disappeared twenty years ago was actually the first generation quantum agent, and signed a blood contract in the wreckage of the starship in the Battle of Makino. Now the core of Guixu inherited by Jiang Li is not only the ability code that can swallow up the animation dimension, but also the ultimate exhibit of the horror house that Chen Ge has been running for three thousand years. Every time a live broadcast receives likes, it accelerates the bronzeization of the real world - skyscrapers sprout the roots of the Sanxingdui sacred tree, and subway tunnels are spread with quantum hyphae engraved with "Lianshan Yi".
In order to prevent the dimension from recursively collapsing, Jiang Li had to carve the RC cell equation on the wall of "Attack on Titan", use the Death Note to rewrite the law of cause and effect of the Holy Grail War in "Fate", and even poke a lightning strike wood chip into the Shiva Eye of the Mechanical Buddha. But when he discovered that all the reward viewers were fragments of the consciousness of past godslayers, and the system AI Night Owl was compiling the melody of "Black Friday" into a dimensionality reduction weapon, the one hundred thousand clones soaked in the bronze solution suddenly opened its eyes filled with Oracle data...
"Double-click the screen to renew the host's life——"
