Livestreaming Forbidden Zone: Starting with a Qilin Tattoo Terrifies the Entire Internet

"Fake! It's all fake! Newton's laws, the second law of thermodynamics... it's all fucking shit!"

At the bottom of the silent abyss, Zhuge Yuan, the crazy mechanical expert from Bureau 749, stared intently at the high-dimensional meme detector in his hand.

He slammed the detector to the ground.

He frantically tore at his thinning hair with both hands, his eyes bloodshot.

"This is impossible! Energy appeared out of thin air! Mass disappeared out of thin air!"

"This altar doesn't conform to any of the physical laws of our universe!"

Zhuge Yuan knelt on the ground, wailing in agony.

After a three-second pause, the live stream chat exploded like a tsunami.

Countless professors and students from prestigious universities recognized the identities of these elderly people in front of the screen.

"That's Academician Long Guozhu!"

"That's Zhuge Yuan who smashed the equipment!"

"My God, the entire S-level veteran team from the Dragon Kingdom's highest academy of sciences is going crazy in Jiang Shen's live stream?!"

"How did all these big shots end up like this?"

"Even they are devastated. What on earth is this altar?"

A dozen or so old men, whose combined intelligence could surpass that of half the Earth, were now sprawled unceremoniously on the rough, meteorite-golden surface of the ancient stargate altar.

They touched and nibbled at it.

Some people even tried to bite off a piece of antigravity gold with their teeth.

"The density of this metal is wrong!"

"It's repelling gravity!"

"My God, the patterns on these aren't just decorations, they're energy pathways!"

The elderly people were so excited that they were incoherent.

In stark contrast to the madness over there, Jiang Han leaned lazily against a huge black dragon rib.

Bai Ningbing knelt on one knee beside him.

She used a soft silk scarf to wipe away the bloodstains from his finger bones with extreme care.

She tilted her long, swan-like neck slightly upward.

With a flicker of her eyes, she drew out sticky, silky threads.

Even her breathing was in sync with Jiang Han's rhythm.

She had completely become a docile canary.

"Jiang Shen, are you tired?"

Bai Ningbing's voice was very low, with a hint of ingratiation.

Jiang Han closed his eyes.

"Clean it up."

"Yes."

Bai Ningbing's fingers gently glided across the back of his hand, bringing a smooth, slippery sensation.

Long Guozhu did not attempt to seize the altar.

He stumbled and staggered to Jiang Han.

The old man, who once firmly believed in materialism, was now trembling all over.

His voice was as hoarse as sandpaper.

"Jiang Han... I've spent my whole life studying physics..."

"I have always believed that everything in the universe can be explained by formulas."

"But today, my faith is completely destroyed."

Long Guozhu stared intently at Jiang Han's dark golden pupils, which were devoid of any human emotion.

He swallowed.

He asked the question that sent chills down the spines of billions of viewers worldwide.

"Tell me... does God really exist?"

The entire room fell silent instantly.

Only Zhuge Yuan continued to laugh maniacally in the distance.

Bai Ningbing stopped wiping and looked at Jiang Han nervously.

The live stream chat was instantly emptied, and everyone was waiting for the answer.

Jiang Han didn't even lift his eyelids.

His military boots rolled over carelessly.

A piece of ancient divine finger bone, radiating a soft, jade-like light, was crushed into powder at his feet.

The sound of bones shattering was extremely jarring in the quiet abyss.

"god?"

Jiang Han scoffed.

His voice was filled with unyielding contempt and tyranny.

"If you call those worthless creatures hiding in the imaginary space, barely clinging to life, gods..."

Jiang Han leaned forward slightly.

The extremely aggressive aura instantly made it almost impossible for Long Guozhu to breathe.

Jiang Han's lips curled into a cruel smile.

"I just killed one."

boom!

The various data monitoring instruments in the live broadcast room instantly exceeded their limits and started smoking.

The comments section went completely crazy.

"You killed one?!"

"Jiang Shen has slain a god!"

"I'm going crazy! Is this something a human being should say?!"

"The one and only true God! Jiang Han is the one and only true God!"

Countless people knelt in front of their screens, weeping bitterly.

The tycoons of the Longevity Club were so frightened that they smashed their wine glasses.

Long Guozhu's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Killed...killed?!"

He muttered to himself, his mind completely blank.

Jiang Han stood up and dusted himself off.

"Don't use your pitiful understanding to speculate about this world."

"In the face of absolute power, your so-called science is not even a joke."

Bai Ningbing quickly stood up and followed closely behind him.

Just when the world was plunged into a state of extreme, frenzied silence.

Zhuge Yuan suddenly pointed at the altar and let out a shrill scream.

"Jiang Han! Look!"

"The altar...the altar 'spit' that thing out!"

"It's going to come back to life!"

Amidst global shock, Zhuge Yuan suddenly pointed at the Star Gate Altar and let out a piercing scream: "Jiang Han! The altar has 'spit' that thing out! It's going to resurrect!"

Jiang Han suddenly turned his head and saw that in the center of the altar, a bloodshot eye of a high-dimensional gazer was fixed on him, its pupil reflecting the destructive light of millions of nuclear explosions!