I am Jinshan Youxia

How many innocent people were killed or injured in this incident?

Goro Furuhata couldn't calculate it, nor did he dare to. He was enjoying the benefits of enslaving other civilizations, so naturally he couldn't openly say how innocent he was.

But he really had no feelings for Keiichi Matsui anymore.

All the friendship from back then vanished like smoke after the other party became an extremist after experiencing too much conflict and ugliness in the universe.

Matsui Keiichi gave a charming smile. "You're still the same. There's one thing that both you and I know."

"The deity is not a heartless ruler."

“Willful and self-centered, yet also kind and tolerant, He is our God, the hope to save everything, the savior of our world…” Her voice grew sharper and sharper.

"You know, He wouldn't kill innocent people in order to unify the entire universe."

She paused, then a smile blossomed on her face, a blush appeared, and her voice regained its calmness: "Then I'll do it."

"I don't trust anyone, whether it's you, the power-hungry Earthlings, or those ugly aliens."

"Don't get in my way, Furuhata."

The two locked eyes, and 'Matsui Keiichi' said in a tone as if he were asking what lunch was coming up: 'I will kill you.'

“You’re insane,” Goro Furuhata stated the truth.

Even with the blessing of the Lord of the Microbiome, humans won't go insane and become mad, but if their values ​​are so drastically altered that they are so different from normal people, how can they still be considered normal?

"Say what you will." 'Keiichi Matsui' seemed somewhat disheartened. Everyone thought she was crazy, but only she knew that she had seen through the truth of the universe.

The world is collapsing, is being destroyed, and everything will eventually return to nothingness. One world after another is shattering like phantoms, and it's coming soon...

After saying that, she turned and left on her own.

Goro Furuhata didn't say another word. Watching his old friend leave, and thinking about the gift that had started a month in advance and invited all known extraterrestrial civilizations to participate, he sighed silently once again.

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One month later, on the moon, in the mushroom city.

"Success."

Keiichi Matsui sat atop the towering church bell tower, leisurely toying with a sphere emitting a faint blue light, tossing it up and catching it repeatedly.

Spaceships took off, broke through the atmosphere, and disappeared into the solar system.

It contained the messengers who had 'participated' in the offering and obtained mushroom technology through various means; of course, they were all 'him'.

After gaining the ability to distort minds and create himself, he endured for many years and meticulously created a virus called 'Matsui Keiichi'. Finally, taking advantage of this opportunity, he corrupted and assimilated all the envoys sent by civilizations in one fell swoop. Once his counterparts returned to their respective civilizations, the next step of the plan would be completed within three days.

According to calculations, within a week at most, all known aliens will become one of 'him'.

When the appointed day arrives, this will be his gift to the gods.

Once he has seen the god one last time, he can disappear, and all those who commit suicide will become the god's incarnations.

At that time, whether the world continues to exist or not will not matter, as long as the gods can leave this world that is about to crumble...

All other rights and wrongs are no longer important.

Chapter 423 More Important Things

Earth, the Himalayas, shrouded in clouds and covered in snow.

Zhang Chengyi stood on the steep cliff, looking up at the sky. Countless spaceships, like shooting stars, flew away, leaving him somewhat puzzled.

Didn't we agree to fulfill our promise and present a gift to the aliens? Why are they all gone?

In the past, when there were fewer people, he could still waste his energy observing the world from the perspective of the infected. Now, there are too many humans, and he simply can't observe them all.

In this world, as a rule out of control, he has absolutely no computing power. After all, rules out of control are mindless, relying entirely on the modifier's own ability to think, which is similar to his previous life as a human.

Later, it borrowed computing power from other world bodies to drive the clones and monitor other out-of-control rules, but there are many other places that need computing power.

In the world of the white dumpling, he needs even more computing power. This world is also devoid of thinking abilities, but he must have enough computing power to support his creation. If successful, the plan to create a body might be simpler and faster than he imagined.

It's much more important than spying on everyone in human society all the time.

Of course, Zhang Chengyi would occasionally sneak a peek at the situation of humans, just browsing the Mind Network. He didn't know much about it, but he was just roughly aware that humans were doing well.

The mindset should be like that of a free-range pet: as long as things are going well, nothing else matters; any deaths or injuries are acceptable, as long as humanity as a whole continues to progress.

He couldn't possibly act as a babysitter for a mature civilization, not even the two civilizations he had swallowed up: the Earthlings of the Celestial Dragon World and the Earthlings of the Inuyasha World. He didn't meddle in their affairs.

As long as it doesn't involve rules or problems that are completely unsolvable, he will always be watching from the sidelines. Too much interference will only spoil humanity.

It can be said that, to some extent, he has already adopted the attitude of a 'god'.

Getting back to the main point, Zhang Chengyi has actually planted many Bone-Eating Wells on Earth and deciphered a lot of information. The various strange tales in Junji Ito's world are indeed a problem of rules going out of control. Simply put, the rules of the mind can naturally cause other rules to go out of control and become bizarre.

The gathered information is passed to the rules, and the solution provided by the rules is as described. There is no need to think too much about why it turned out this way.

The infinite multiverse may contain countless worlds of Junji Itō's ghost stories. The world we are in is governed by rules that cause these ghost stories to appear, but this may not be the case in other worlds.

However, the destruction of the world and the rampant emergence of numerous strange tales are inextricably linked to him.

After all, it's a world with a parallel universe setting, quite vast in scale, and also has spatial and temporal boundaries, and then...

It can only be said that the world is a bit unlucky. The collapse of the rules of time and the extinction of humanity in many strange worlds before his arrival were due to the existence of strange tales. Reflected in parallel worlds, some strange tales are born without any reason. They just appear out of thin air when the time comes. The current parallel world is even more unlucky because of his existence, but it can also be considered lucky.

In short, Zhang Chengyi has finally found some free time, so it's time to save this unfortunate world. He doesn't need to do anything; humanity has done a great job. They've kept Hell Star at bay, and their methods are ridiculously numerous. Many laboratories are producing tons of innovative technologies every day, like a geyser.

He suspected that if he left it alone and the universe didn't perish, one day these Earthlings would be able to transcend the world through microbial communities and mushroom technology. Other power systems were all derivatives of a certain rule, and the humans in this world were directly developed from that rule, with unlimited potential.

Transcending the world may not necessarily allow one to create a world in the void, but it will certainly allow one to transmit information. At that time, other worlds may see works and characters related to this information, and perhaps another similar world and the "Lord of the Microbiome" will be formed in the void.

Of course, it has nothing to do with Kingsoft Rangers; Zhang Chengyi has never claimed to be any kind of god.

His plan was to make his appearance on the day the agreement expired, when the aliens presented their gifts, to intimidate the aliens with ill intentions, and then explain that he would save the world, so that humanity wouldn't have to think too much about it and could just leave Earth and develop on their own, without having to cling to Earth and him anymore.

Once this world is swallowed up, he can't maintain a bunch of identities that dilute the computing power of other bodies. The out-of-control rules must be erased, otherwise the world will be doomed sooner or later. This kind of alternative rule that interferes with the world's rules is very interesting and worth collecting. Perhaps it can be used as a reference.

Now that he has reached the point where he is learning how to create worlds, he no longer values ​​the strength of power. Even a weak world may have some interesting rules that can help build the world and form a body to accommodate the original modifier.

"Forget it, let them go." Zhang Chengyi was too lazy to investigate or think about it anymore. He wasn't interested in those strange aliens to begin with. He had been worrying about raising a group of Earthlings for so long, so he didn't have time to care about aliens.

His clone's thoughts began to focus on a very important question:

"How am I going to show off in a couple of days...?"

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One day before the covenant between man and God is fulfilled, on the moon, in the city of mushrooms.

"I never thought we'd be back..."

Kitawaki Shihiko stepped out of the teleportation pod and said with some emotion.

"Brother, if you could change your melancholic personality, your wife wouldn't have left you," Kitawaki Natsumi complained from the side.

Kitawaki Shihiko said with a dark face, "Mind your own business." He was over sixty years old and had been married for a long time. He met, fell in love with a female comrade-in-arms in outer space during his first encounter with aliens. Thinking about it, it was quite a beautiful time.

However, their story didn't end well. He became restless and, no longer needing to take care of his sister, was eager to go on adventures, which is why he participated in the expedition that year.

His ex-wife was focused on settling down and being a good wife and mother. She was a woman who disliked taking risks, especially after experiencing the brutal war. She was even more resistant to going out and taking risks, so the two naturally divorced.

As for the talk of being melancholic and sentimental, that was just something they said to each other after they broke up.

"Speaking of which, we should go see Ichiro..." Kitawaki Shihiko muttered as he walked out.

Ichiro is his grandson. Earthlings have been promoting a birth control plan since the nineteenth year of the Divine Descent Calendar. He and his ex-wife have two children. When they divorced, their eldest son was already fifteen years old and in college, so they didn't need to take care of him. Now he is married and has a son, Ichiro. Their younger daughter was awarded to his ex-wife.

Kitawaki Natsumi put one arm around her older brother and said mysteriously, "Brother, don't you think those people who replaced us on missions are a bit strange?"

"What's wrong?" Kitawaki Shihiko replied casually.

"Don't you think they all sound a bit like Lord Matsui?" Kitawaki Natsumi said in the mental network and then immediately deleted it.

Kitawaki Shihiko thought about it carefully and realized it was true. But then he thought, they were all members of the Redemption Legion, so what was wrong with imitating the legion commander? He immediately put those trivial thoughts aside.

"Instead of worrying about others, you should find a husband sooner."

"Go! Go! Go……"

The brother and sister left, chatting and laughing.

I skipped the last day of the month.

I won't be taking leave tomorrow, the 1st, and might update earlier. Finishing is proving difficult; I have a terrible headache. I've figured out how to end this volume, but I still can't quite decide how to write it.

Chapter 424 Master and Disciple

The Moon, United City.

"It's so lively!"

Shuangyi was wearing loose sportswear, with an iron nail in his mouth as always. He knew this was a psychological problem of his own, but it had become a habit over the years. Just like how he never dreamed of marrying an alien again after overcoming a terrifying dream, and at the same time said goodbye to marriage altogether, some things, once formed into habits, will inevitably stay with you for life.

"You agree, right, teacher?" He said it directly in real life.

Because of the proliferation of mind controllers, verbal communication, which was once replaced by mind network communication, has become the main way of communication for 'modern people'.

"He actually escaped, Souichi!" A passerby exclaimed in surprise, and then the entire street joined in with smiles.

"I underestimated you."

Did it really work? That was tricky...

Souichi gave a 'tch, troublesome' look. About a decade ago, he discovered his teacher Keiichi Matsui's secret experiments and his plan to destroy everything to help the gods escape. After his advice failed, he betrayed his teacher and told Goro Furuhata about it, hoping that the monster whose body was almost invincible in human society could stop his teacher.

But he soon realized he had made a mistake.

The teacher's plan being exposed wasn't a mistake—making a mind controller make a mistake is very difficult—but rather that the plan was on the verge of success and the teacher wanted to force him to make a choice.

After all, as one of the top ten mind controllers in human society, he is not someone who can be easily controlled.

After that, he was imprisoned in the underground of the United City, and a 'Shuangyi' bearing his name left to join the Legion of Atonement—

The vast majority of mind controllers in that legion were 'sinners' who were being controlled and were using other people's names and identities.

Keiichi Matsui's definition of sinners is too broad. Anyone who harbors disrespect for God or obstructs the plan is a 'sinner' and can be sacrificed.

According to this method of identification, at least 80 percent of humankind would have to sacrifice themselves in the 'Grand Plan'.