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Late at night at Base 001, the air conditioning vents emitted a soft whistling sound.

Chen Xi leaned back in the ergonomic chair, his fingertips tapping idly on his phone screen. His deep eyes reflected a faint blue light, much like a hunter patiently hunting.

The hustle and bustle of the mortal world had subsided with the night, and the "Dawn Milk" scandal had come to an end amidst immense regret. But for Chen Xi, another, more sophisticated and lucrative game had just begun.

The Heavenly Court chat group was as lively as a pot of boiling water.

[Wenqu Xingjun]: Fellow immortals, have you recently read "A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality" carefully?

[Wenquxingjun]: I believe that although Han Li is dull-witted, he is resilient. The "Great Dao is ruthless" that flows between the lines cannot be comprehended without carefully sculpting the text with one's primordial spirit.

[Wenqu Xingjun]: Especially the description of "Dao Xin" (the heart of the Way), when I read it, I felt a sudden clarity in my primordial spirit, as if the shackles of the past had loosened. This is the charm of words; the blank spaces are all the world itself.

When Wenquxingjun (the God of Literature) sent this message, he was clearly in a very good mood.

In the "verification test" in the mortal realm, although he relied on Chen Xi's answers to show off, the vanity of being worshipped by mortals and called the "incarnation of wisdom" made him feel like he was floating on air. Even the cultivation novel that he originally thought was somewhat unorthodox suddenly seemed to have the flavor of a sage's book.

He sent a "stroking his beard and smiling" emoji in the group, putting on the airs of a cultured person.

However, this elegant atmosphere didn't even last three seconds.

A voice message with a crackling electrical sound suddenly appeared, instantly shattering the silence in the group chat.

[Lei Gong]: (voiceover) "Oh my god! Hey old pedant, aren't you tired?"

The sound was rough and violent, and you could even hear faint thunder in the background.

[Lei Gong]: Those densely packed tiny characters make my eyes water just looking at them! Clear mind, my mind is clouded! I think it's just old age and failing eyesight!

[Lei Gong]: If you ask me, the "movie" is still the most exciting!

【Lei Gong】: @Newcomer reporting in, please support me. The movie "Thor" that my friend posted was truly amazing! That Thor, the moment he raised his hammer to summon lightning, the special effects, the lighting, the sound of that hammer hitting the ground!

[Thunder God]: Tsk tsk tsk, although that kid's thunder magic is a bit crude, the visual impact is a hundred times more satisfying than me personally striking thunder! This is true manly romance! What are you reading, you lousy book!

These words were undoubtedly a direct insult to the God of Literature.

Inside the Wenqu Palace, the Wenqu Star Lord slammed his teacup heavily onto the table, splashing tea that dampened the calligraphy he had just finished writing.

"Vulgar! Utterly hopelessly vulgar!"

With trembling hands, Wenqu Xingjun typed the words rapidly, each character carrying the arrogance and anger of a scholar.

[Wenquxingjun]: Thunder God! Do you even know what culture is?

[Wenquxingjun]: Writing is the carrier of civilization and the trace of the flowing Tao! Between each stroke lies an endless space for imagination!

[God of Literature]: What you call movies are nothing but fancy tricks for sensory stimulation! The visuals are straightforward, without any lingering aftertaste; they're for illiterate brutes!

[Wenquxingjun]: If all you need is to see a light or hear a sound, why don't you just look in the mirror and stare at your Thunder God's mouth? Why waste your "movie-watching artifact"!

This time, they've really stirred up a hornet's nest.

While watching "Ne Zha" for the second time in the Cloud Tower Palace, Ne Zha saw these words, and the evil fire of the mischievous demon king instantly surged to the top of his head.

With his fiery temper, how could he stand such sarcastic remarks?

【Nezha】: @Wenquxingjun, old man, who are you calling a brute?

[Nezha]: You read books slowly, but you won't let others enjoy watching movies?

【Nezha】：I just love watching that smoky-faced kid shout "My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens!" That image, that flame, that explosive power during transformation, can you describe it in words?

[Nezha]: If you write ten thousand "fire" characters, can you ignite my passion? Can you see my tears?

[Nezha]: Admit it, you're just jealous that we enjoyed watching it! Go back to your mess of text and don't come near us!

[Giant Spirit]: Exactly! I also thought the movie was great! I can't read, but I love watching the Hulk wrestle people! The feel of it is so familiar!

The sentiment in the group instantly shifted.

On one side is the "civil official faction" led by Wenquxingjun and Taibai Jinxing. They consider themselves superior and hold fast to the position of words, believing that novels are the highest form of spiritual nourishment.

On the other side is the "military faction" led by Nezha, Lei Gong, and Juling Shen. They admire power, pursue visual pleasure, and enthusiastically recommend the sensory storm brought by the movie.

[Venus]: Please, everyone, be quiet. This old Taoist believes that beauty can be found within the book...

[Thunder God]: You big dummy! Those female demons in movies… oh no, I mean actresses, that's what you call sexy and alluring! You haven't seen that Black Widow…

[God of Literature]: Vulgar! Shameless!

【Nezha】: pedantic! Stale and disgusting!

The messages were flooding in at an incredible speed; Chen Xi could even feel the phone getting slightly warm in his palm.

The tension that practically emanated from the screen, the oppressive feeling unique to a battle of gods, made even a mortal like him feel his heart race.

But he did not try to stop the fight.

Chen Xi picked up the coffee beside him, took a small sip, and a dangerously curved smile appeared on his lips.

Let's argue.

In this world, nothing stimulates people's desire to consume more than "forming cliques and attacking dissidents".

When groups are divided and stances are established, these high-and-mighty gods will stop at nothing to maintain their own camp and prove that their taste is the most superior.

And he was the arms dealer who sold weapons.

"Chen Xi, are they about to fight?"

Li Guobang, standing to the side, watched the messages scrolling wildly on Chen Xi's phone. The overwhelming murderous aura sent chills down the spine of this veteran.

"A fight is unlikely."

Chen Xi put down the cup and tapped his fingers lightly on the table, making a rhythmic sound.

"They're just too idle."

"Tens of thousands of years of monotonous daily life made them desperately need an outlet."

"Now, I've given them two outlets, and they're arguing about which one has the sweeter water."

A calculating glint flashed in Chen Xi's eyes.

"Old Li, get ready to receive this overwhelming wealth."

"The competitive spirit of these immortals is far stronger than that of mortals."

The argument in the group has escalated to the point of personal attacks.

[Wenquxingjun]: @Chen Xi, young friend! You be the judge!

[Wenquxingjun]: You are also a scholar, so tell me, which is more brilliant, this vulgar picture or the profound and exquisite text?

【Nezha】：@Chen Xi, don't listen to that old man!

[Nezha]: You gave us tablets so we could watch movies, right? If you dare say the movie is bad, I... I'll cry for you!

All the criticism instantly turned to the avatar that had been submerged.

This is forcing him to take sides.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be in a panic by now, since both sides are powerful figures they can't afford to offend.

But who is Chen Xi?

He is a top-tier middleman who travels between the realms of gods and humans.

He slowly typed out a line of text, not rushing to reply, but first sending a sighing emoji.

[Newcomer reporting in, seeking protection]: Sigh...

That single word instantly froze the tense atmosphere in the group chat.

The gods were all stunned.

Why are you sighing, young friend?

Did we argue too loudly and scare him?

[Venus]: Young friend, don't panic, let's talk this out.

Chen Xi waited until the timing was right before starting his performance.

[Newcomer reporting in, seeking protection]: Dear immortals, both are my flesh and blood.

[Newcomer reporting in, seeking protection]: Words have their own charm, which is a resonance of the soul; light and shadow have their own shock, which is a feast for the senses.

[Newcomer reporting in, seeking protection]: There is no inherent superiority or inferiority between the two, it's just...

He paused deliberately.

This technique of leaving things unsaid is torture for these impatient immortals.

[Thunder God]: But what?! You're driving me crazy!

[Newcomer reporting in, seeking protection]: The earthly resource transmission channels are merely gaps in the heavenly way, and their bandwidth is extremely limited.

[Newcomer reporting in, seeking protection]: Demand has skyrocketed on both sides. The God of Literature wants to read books, and the Third Prince wants to watch porn...

[Newcomer reporting in, seeking protection]: This passage is likely to be congested.

The group chat fell silent the moment those words were spoken.

Traffic jam?

What does that mean?

This means some people won't be able to watch it!

An anxiety called "scarcity" instantly spread through the hearts of all the gods.

Amid this anxiety, Chen Xi's seemingly innocent but actually greedy eyes had already set their sights on the merits and magical treasures that had remained untouched for millennia in their pockets.