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

Lin Mo stood there, head down, without saying a word.

He slowly raised his right hand.

make a fist.

It's just such an ordinary action.

But the instant he closed his five fingers, an extremely piercing sonic boom erupted in the air on the entire second floor!

"Snapped!"

There were no fluctuations in source energy, and no fancy skills.

Simply by squeezing air with his muscles, he created a visible white stream of air in his palm.

The airflow was compressed to an extreme degree, and finally exploded in his palm with a "bang".

"So this is what it feels like." Lin Mo looked at his palm, his lips slowly curving into a smile, and finally he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This feeling is wonderful.

In the past, when he encountered a powerful enemy, he would borrow the power of authority from the sparrow.

But what is borrowed is always borrowed.

It's like renting a top-of-the-line sports car; although it's exhilarating to drive, there's always a sense of unease and emptiness in your heart.

After using it, not only will your body be completely drained, but you will also experience a profound sense of loss and emptiness.

It's like grabbing someone's hand and using a knife in their hand to forcibly cut them.

But it's different now.

At this moment, the sense of spiritual satisfaction even surpasses the pleasure of physical evolution.

Lin Mo could feel that the rule called "Power" had completely merged with his bones, blood, and cells.

This is no longer an external force; these are his own hands and feet, his innate instincts.

Lin Mo didn't even need to think about how to exert his strength; as long as he wanted to destroy something, the rules of this world would automatically give way under his fist.

"This is a true dimensional reduction attack." Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

five million.

It took a full five million in revenue to get this.

However, feeling the terrifying power within his body that seemed capable of crushing space, he felt it was worth it, extremely worth it!

A sparrow flew out from the corner and landed back on the table, a hint of human-like shock flashing in its small eyes.

"You actually managed to brute force your way through." Sparrow muttered, "What others take decades to accomplish, you finished in less than an hour. You're a fucking monster."

"An hour?"

Lin Mo was somewhat speechless; he had thought that only a few minutes had passed.

In that state, Lin Mo was completely unaware of the passage of time.

"Stop flattering me." Lin Mo pulled over a perfectly good chair and sat down with an air of authority.

He glanced at the upper right corner of the screen.

Although the turnover figure has dropped significantly, it is still an astronomical figure, and it is still rising at a crazy rate of hundreds of points per second.

"My mental strength can still hold."

Without wasting any words, Lin Mo immediately focused his attention on another option on the panel.

As Sparrow just suggested, prioritize comprehending power and wisdom.

The power has been acquired, greatly making up for his weakness in pure destructive force.

What about the authority of wisdom?

It sounds like a support ability, but to be on par with strength, it's definitely not as simple as just increasing intelligence.

"system."

Lin Mo took a deep breath, raised his hand without hesitation, and pointed at the light screen again.

"Continue, the enlightenment of wisdom and authority."

【Ding! 】

[1000000 points of revenue will be deducted!]

As the red notification light came on again, the room, which had just calmed down, fell silent once more.

Lin Mo had expected to be dragged into a pitch-black void to grab the silk thread, just like before.

But he guessed wrong.

There was no pulling sensation, and no physical pain.

His vision suddenly went black, and then countless tiny points of light flashed wildly on his retina.

The surrounding environment has not changed.

But the world before his eyes had changed.

Lin Mo looked up in astonishment, his gaze piercing through the wall on the second floor of the general store.

He saw players fighting zombies on the street corner, but what he saw was not a person, but a series of fluctuating green numbers.

He saw the gray sky of the wasteland, but what he saw was not clouds, but a dense network of interwoven lines of laws.

Finally, he involuntarily lowered his head and looked at the sparrow on the table.

The sparrows were also watching him.

But in Lin Mo's field of vision, the palm-sized fat bird disappeared.

Instead, there was a chilling mass of blood-red gibberish floating in mid-air.

"You..." Lin Mo's gaze was fixed on him.

From within that mass of blood-red gibberish, dozens of eyes slowly opened, coldly staring at him.

Suddenly, dozens of eyes appeared, their brows curved, though they made no sound.

But Lin Mo seemed to hear the other party's mockery.

"Buzz—!"

In an instant, the world before Lin Mo's eyes collapsed.

The blood-red garbled text and those dozens of chilling, cold eyes shattered in my mind like broken glass.

A strong feeling of dizziness surged over me like a tidal wave.

Lin Mo's consciousness was abruptly interrupted by the sudden interruption of his intellectual authority, forcefully slamming back into reality.

He leaned back, his back slamming heavily against the back of the wooden chair with a dull thud.

Headache.

It hurts like being pricked with needles.

This is not the kind of pain that can be shielded by pain nerves like physical injury, but rather the terrifying burden generated when mental energy is forcibly stretched to its limit.

Lin Mo was panting heavily, his breathing labored, and his forehead was covered in a layer of cold sweat.

But he didn't bother wiping it, and didn't even blink, his eyes fixed on the fat sparrow on the table.

What was that just now?

System? Rules? Or something indescribable that transcends this world?

If one has attained wisdom and authority, then what one sees is definitely not a simple illusion.

That's the essence.

This sparrow, which only follows the rules, assigns tasks, deducts revenue, and even seems a bit stupid, actually has a background of a blood-red jumble of eyes.

Who is paying attention to me?

What exactly happened...?

Lin Mo's breathing gradually calmed down, but his eyes became increasingly strange.

It was a scrutiny tinged with deep surprise and suspicion, and a degree of extreme wariness.

The sparrow was preening its feathers with its beak when Lin Mo stared at it, and its feathers instantly stood on end.

He unconsciously moved closer to the edge of the table, his two small, black bean-like eyes filled with confusion.

Why are you looking at me like that? It's scary... no, it's terrifying!

The sparrow flapped its wings twice, its voice still that naturally innocent tone, completely devoid of the eerie feeling of that blood-red jumble of codes from before.

Lin Mo did not answer immediately.

It wasn't that Lin Mo didn't want to talk about it, but rather that he didn't know how to bring it up.

"without......"

Lin Mo pinched his brow with two fingers: "My mind is just a little muddled..."