Do you think the way of heaven is the law? No, it's documentation.
Three thousand years ago, the way of heaven in this world was "replaced". From now on, rules are texts that can be written, edited, and deleted.
Weirdness is not a monster, it's the underlying garbled code of discarded rules.
Cultivation is not about enlightenment, it is about learning to read the source code.
Rodian is not the savior, but the only temporary repairman of the system.
Chen Mo, the youngest Tian Mender in the Rules Department of Qingshi Town.
He could see the "backstage" of this world - the flying rule codes, the logical links on the verge of collapse, and the abandoned passages stained with blood and rust that seeped out from the ancient battlefield every night.
But what he fears most is not that the pollution level exceeds 30%.
Instead, he discovered that the landing point of every strange event was precisely pushing him towards that crack.
Full moon night.
In front of the weeping blood monument.
He tears away the boundaries of narrative layers.
Behind the crack is his face.
The man held the pen and commented on the fate of everyone for three thousand years. Facing him now, write the last period.
|They say: The sky-mending man will eventually become the author.
He didn't believe it.
He said: Is the pen in your hand?
——The pen is in my hand.
