This world is a sophisticated closed source cage. The way of heaven is the code that runs in a locked manner, and all living beings are the parts that work step by step. A martial artist tempering his body is just to make himself a more efficient "antivirus program";
The powerful believe in order, which is nothing more than a "defense subroutine" in this ruthless system.
Ning Yan carried a broken lantern and walked into the cyber capital called "Yong'an".
He was wearing a green shirt and coughing up ink, and his body was broken and his bones were broken. He was regarded by the world as a useless person who was about to die soon.
But what he coughed up was not blood, but the dark "life ink" that could corrode real physics and forcibly rewrite logic.
In his eyes, this world is full of loopholes.
The so-called miracle of speech and spirit is the suppression of authority; the so-called power of thunder is the overflow of data.
He picked up the pen and wrote the word "break", and the pixelated sword formation collapsed on the spot, degrading into meaningless code dust;
He wrote the word "blind", and the Sky Surveying Eye suspended high in the dome instantly shut down, and the entire capital's logic failed.
"Heaven says that all living beings are in a state of death."
Ning Yan slowly pushed open the ink cartridge in the rainy night, his eyes as cold as a scalpel:
"But the pen in my hand is determined to write an overstepping... Sect of life deep in this prison."
