The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

The line of red text on the screen was particularly glaring.

One million points of revenue were wiped out instantly.

"boom--!"

Lin Mo had no time to feel sorry for the huge sum of money; an indescribable, terrifying pulling force directly acted on his consciousness.

Suddenly, darkness enveloped his vision.

There was no wind, and no light.

The rooms on the second floor of the grocery store seemed to be detached from the real world in that instant.

All sounds around disappeared; even the sound of sparrows scurrying across the table could not be heard.

The gravitational field was completely disrupted, and the pen, teacup fragments, and even the solid wood chair on the table all silently floated into the air.

Lin Mo himself was nailed to the center of the room.

His body began to undergo extremely drastic changes.

His already maxed-out physique was forcibly torn apart again at this moment.

Muscle fibers break apart inch by inch, only to instantly regenerate under some kind of high-dimensional force.

Every drop of blood was like magma boiling in a pan of oil, violently rushing through the blood vessels and washing over the internal organs.

pain.

A pain that reaches the very depths of one's soul.

"Damn it!" Lin Mo gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, but he didn't utter a sound.

This pain is not due to physical injury, but rather the mortal body forcibly conforming to the rules!

He could feel his consciousness being forcibly pulled into a pitch-black void.

At the deepest part of this space, a dark golden thread floats.

The thread had no physical form, but it was there.

Just one glance at it will trigger a flood of absolute concepts related to power, such as "crushing," "tearing," and "suppressing," into your mind.

"Is this the power and authority...?"

"It's not about how heavy I can lift, but about the world having to acknowledge my power simply by taking action..."

"Come here!" Lin Mo roared in the void, his consciousness transforming into a giant hand that violently grabbed at the dark golden thread.

Fifty meters.

ten meters.

one meter.

Just as he was about to touch the thread!

The silk thread suddenly slipped through his fingers without warning, like a slippery eel, and then jolted violently.

"Bang--!"

The pitch-black space in front of Lin Mo shattered instantly.

in reality.

He suddenly opened his eyes, panting heavily, his clothes completely soaked with cold sweat.

The debris that was suspended in mid-air crashed to the ground with a "clatter".

【Ding! 】

[Failed to comprehend power and authority.]

A cold, impersonal system notification sounded in my ear.

"Failure?" Lin Mo stared at the screen in front of him, his breathing rapid. "I spent a million dollars and all I got was a bang?"

The sparrow fluttered its wings on the table and landed on a piece of broken wood.

[I told you before, this is an operation that touches upon the fundamental rules.]

The sparrow's tiny, beady eyes were filled with schadenfreude: "One million is just a ticket. Whether you can successfully comprehend it depends not only on talent, but more importantly, on luck."

Which king-level powerhouse in this world didn't spend decades sitting in obscurity before even touching the edge of power?

Lin Mo didn't speak.

He closed his eyes, carefully recalling the experience he had just had.

Although it failed.

But just now, when my consciousness was in the void, my fingertips brushed against that dark gold thread, leaving behind an extremely strange tactile sensation.

That feeling is invisible and intangible.

If I had to describe it, it would be like trying to catch a fish with my bare hands at the bottom of extremely deep water.

Although the fish escaped, the resistance of the water being stirred and the fleeting, slippery feeling of the fish scales remained on my fingertips.

He actually touched the edge of that thing.

"Sitting idly for decades?" Lin Mo opened his eyes, a cold smile playing on his lips. "I don't have that kind of time."

He brought up the control panel directly.

A fully upgraded general store, plus all the fully upgraded auxiliary buildings, plus billions of players outside working like crazy.

The sales figures in the upper right corner are so long they're dazzling.

"Isn't it just throwing money at it?"

Lin Mo stretched out his finger and aimed it at the "comprehension" option.

"What I have in abundance right now is revenue."

[Ding! 1000000 points of revenue deducted!]

Consciousness was forcibly pulled out of the body again and dragged into that pitch-black void.

The dark golden thread reappeared.

Fetch.

Slippage.

Shattered.

[Ding! Failed to comprehend power and authority.]

Lin Mo took a deep breath, his eyes slightly red.

This is the second time; two million is gone.

But without hesitation, before he could even catch his breath, his finger fell again.

"Deduct again!"

[Ding! 1000000 points of revenue deducted!]

......

The third failure.

Lin Mo's body was trembling slightly, and due to the frequent tearing and rebuilding of muscles, even a layer of fine blood beads seeped from the surface of his skin.

The air on the entire second floor was filled with a strong smell of rust.

[Failed to comprehend power and authority.]

"continue!"

"I refuse to believe it!"

The fourth failure.

Lin Mo's eyes were bloodshot, and his breathing was heavy, like a bellows.

But he stared intently at the thread in the void, grasping it deeper and closer with each attempt.

He could feel that the mysterious and elusive sensation becoming clearer and clearer.

What was once just a brush of his fingertips has now become a grasping motion of the thread's outer shadow.

If we just go in an inch more, if we just apply a little more force, we can tear it off completely!

"Lin Mo, slow down!" Sparrow said anxiously from the side. "Do you think this is like drinking water? Continuously absorbing authority at such a high intensity will break your mental strength!"

"Enough nonsense." Lin Mo gritted his teeth and jabbed the light screen again with his finger. "I can feel it! I'm almost there!"

"Fifth time, open it!"

[Ding! 1000000 points of revenue deducted!]

"boom--!"

This time, Lin Mo didn't rush to grab it like he had before.

The moment his consciousness rushed into the pitch-black space, it transformed into a vast, all-encompassing net that irrationally and tightly enveloped the entire void along with the dark golden thread!

run?

Within my mental network, where can you run to!

The dark golden thread began to struggle wildly, each tremor like a heavy hammer slamming into Lin Mo's consciousness.

He felt a buzzing in his head, as if someone was stabbing his temples with steel needles.

"Suppress them!"

Lin Mo roared inwardly, his superhuman physique erupting in reality, transforming into endless blood and qi, which forcefully withstood the terrifying mental strain.

The stalemate lasted for an unknown period of time.

Sudden.

With a soft "snap," some kind of shackle was broken.

The dark golden thread stopped struggling and instantly transformed into specks of golden light, completely merging into Lin Mo's vast network of consciousness.

in reality.

Lin Mo suddenly opened his eyes.

There was no terrifying energy leakage, nor any earth-shattering burst of power.

All the debris floating in mid-air in the second-floor room lost all support in that instant and crashed heavily to the ground.

【Ding! 】

Congratulations! You have successfully mastered: Power and Authority!