This Is Simply a Genius Idea!

"The pollution level in the air of the current world is five times that of the real world. Prolonged stays will greatly increase your Deviation Degree, making it unsuitable for ordinary people to live in. After returning, you may consider mastering an extraordinary power. The essence of growing stronger is Ascension to Demon. Once you yourself become a form of pollution, you can effectively resist this kind of erosion."

As the captain forged ahead and scouted the path, he explained some common knowledge to the newcomers, intentionally or otherwise steering everyone toward spending in the space to grow stronger.

If one wanted to keep working in Gods' Space long-term, mastering a system was an inevitable fate. As for giving up and leaving forever?

There were very, very few people like that. They were usually aristocratic descendants dragged in by accident, or core members nurtured by major powers. They never lacked resources or opportunities, and their environments for growth were safer, so naturally there was no need for them to risk their lives.

But for ordinary people, almost none could walk away after coming into contact with Gods' Space. Because this truly was an opportunity to defy fate and rewrite one's life.

Du Ling Planet's class hierarchy was severely entrenched, and extraordinary powers kept everything suppressed. Life at the bottom was far too bitter. Yet by scraping by in the space, one could easily earn a fortune a hundred times greater than that of others, gain the power to change one's fate, and have power, wealth, and beautiful women within easy reach—the price paid was merely a bit of "risk."

Wherever one risked one's life, wasn't it all the same? Go back to the real world and become disposable material at the bottom, squeezed dry by hopeless exploitation, or visibly grow stronger here? Then either be swallowed by desire, or cut one's losses in time and return to the real world to lord it over others? Yuan Zhu's predecessor had been prepared to throw his life away; the other team members, too, fell into thought. They seriously considered the captain's suggestion. Even Granny Yu, who had claimed she was about to die, visibly became fired up, planning to borrow another five hundred years from Heaven.

Lü Rang, who still harbored a few fantasies about becoming stronger, spoke up. "Captain, you said that the essence of becoming stronger is Ascension to Demon? Then what about the Holy Temple, the Buddhist Sect, and the Immortal Sect? Is their way of becoming stronger also becoming demons?" Then wouldn't all my cultivation have been for nothing? "In the eyes of each system, their own path is becoming a Buddha, an immortal, or an Angel. But in the eyes of other systems, they are all ascending to demons. How you describe it is entirely a matter of the heart."

Investigator Zhou Chu, walking at the front, suddenly added, "Just choose a legally recognized system certified by the authorities."

Meng Xiyue, following behind her, also voiced her opinion. "You can also choose a system that isn't quite so legal. After all, between legal and illegal lies a vast gray area. You know what I mean."

As she spoke, she arched a brow at Mohawk Head and winked.

Clearly, both of them were familiar with extraordinary systems and had even mastered different powers, which was why their views diverged.

"Uh... I don't get it, I don't get it!" Lü Rang hurriedly shook his head, indicating that he had understood nothing.

Yuan Zhu spoke up as well. "How many systems can we come into contact with in Gods' Space?" He intended to choose an extraordinary system for his blank-slate human body—one that was both safe and promising.

The captain said, "Too many to count. You can access most mainstream systems. Besides that, every Gods and Devils entity with a name can be regarded as the source of a kind of power."

Zhou Chu interrupted again. "Don't listen to him! Be wary of the bewitchment of the Gods and Devils within Gods' Space, including MaoMao King. The Gods and Devils in Gods' Space are all Anti-Law Evil Gods. There is no need to distinguish good from evil—once you come into contact with one, reject it without exception!"

Wearing clothes provided by MaoMao King, using their little rats, and carrying their guns, yet the young lady was smashing MaoMao King's rice bowl.

Her tone and attitude gave Yuan Zhu the illusion of a scam-prevention app.

The kind where you did not need to agonize over whether unfamiliar calls or texts were real, or whether they carried ill intent. As long as it was unfamiliar, ignore it all. Even if you truly missed out on five million, you had preserved your life!

The captain smiled faintly and said to the others, "That attitude is advisable, but there's no need to kill every space demon god with one stroke. There are also Orthodox Gods within Gods' Space that are recognized by the real world. Likewise, the real world has legally supervised Anti-Law Gods."

"What is Anti-Law?" Yuan Zhu asked, and the others pricked up their ears as well.

Yuan Zhu was not the only one who had heard of the Great Law. Ordinary people in countries across the world had, more or less, come into contact with the Security Bureau and heard the name of the Pale Great Law.

It was simply that due to differences in culture and customs, their depth of understanding varied. But people generally equated the "Pale Great Law" with "Heaven, the constitution, God, the world itself"—a fictional concept that was "supremely great, supremely impartial, and supremely just."

And Yuan Zhu knew even more clearly that the Pale Great Law was the extraordinary foundation of the Law System. The Security Bureau's investigators were basically all users of the Law System. This Anti-Law sounded closely tied to the Law System.

The captain explained, "The Law System has a lofty philosophy. It seeks to artificially create the Heavenly Dao, gather all kinds of extraordinary powers under one roof, create a new order, and keep the world running in an orderly and safe manner. Generation after generation, they use laws to restrain themselves, then restrain extraordinary powers, and finally return everything to the Great Law itself."

"As the number of Law System users steadily grew, and the extraordinary power they gathered and offered up became ever greater, the Pale Great Law gradually emerged from nothing and continuously grew stronger. Today, laws have become an unshakable foundational set of rules between Heaven and Earth, a natural phenomenon within the extraordinary realm. Its influence has truly begun to carry a little of the bearing of the Heavenly Dao."

"Because laws were so powerful and unshakable, they became a universal rule. At that point, some experts who had grown through laws and surpassed Gods and Devils could not help but sigh: 'How wonderful would it be if all this power of mine belonged wholly to me, and I did not have to offer it to the Great Law?'"

"And so Anti-Law was developed. Using the traces of legal principles left everywhere by the Law System, they employed laws in reverse. They replaced the Pale Great Law with the 'self,' creating their own laws to restrain others. Like the Pale Great Law, they lent the extraordinary power they created to others, helping them grow and accumulate more power. Once those people died, everything would be offered back to them."

"Because the core of this system is to borrow the rules of the Law System and reverse the use of its power—using the Great Law's power to restrain and oppress users of extraordinary power, forcing offerings to the source of power—it is called Anti-Law. But Anti-Law is still law! Though Anti-Law Gods reverse the use of laws, their actions themselves acknowledge the laws and borrow their power. Thus, every time a new 'Anti-Law God' is born, its Anti-Law System further strengthens the Pale Great Law."

"It is only that this part of Anti-Law operates independently and is not influenced or restrained by the Law System. But once an Anti-Law God completely falls and perishes, with no chance of turning the tables, the Anti-Law System behind it will instantly be absorbed and refined by the Pale Great Law. Because the two were originally two sides of the same coin."

Hearing this, Zhou Chu could not help but snort coldly, expressing her dissatisfaction. Yet she did not deny it. The others understood as well: choosing a God or Devil from Gods' Space as one's boss meant revering it as the Heavenly Dao and offering everything to it. So they all shook their heads and rejected the idea in their hearts.

Yuan Zhu suddenly understood. This Anti-Law was great! You did not need to fulfill any responsibilities, yet you could restrain others and demand that they offer themselves up to you. It was practically a "loan-sharking godhood system"! As for the relationship between Anti-Law and the Law System, wasn't it simply "private ownership" and "public ownership"? One thingamajig, two kinds of thingamajig.

Only when the Law System was strong enough could it spawn countless Anti-Laws attached to it. And the emergence of Anti-Law, in turn, indirectly increased the overall scale of the Law System, allowing it to support even more Anti-Law Gods.

Suddenly, a bolt of inspiration flashed through Yuan Zhu's mind, and he could not wait to shout inwardly, "Little Elf! Little Elf! Tell me—can our BOSS Template strive in the direction of Anti-Law?"

"Holy shit! Could you be any more shameless? Boss, this is simply a genius idea! Your Aberrant Spiritual Root is itself a mini Pollution Source—you can absolutely moonlight as a demon god. Then we can make shadow loans, cultivate little Anti-Law cannon-fodder underlings, and once they fatten themselves up, harvest the leeks in reverse, while refining Chang Ghosts along the way! Once the business grows big and strong, we can ring the bell and go public in Gods' Paradise, establish our very own Mimi King's Leek Farm, keep cutting the leeks in Foam Worlds, and loop it infinitely!"

The Little Elf immediately grew excited. Beyond "blowing up the Great Wilderness Old Scoundrel's gold coins and pursuing a free life," she had gained a new goal in life: running Anti-Law demon god loans!

Just imagining it was enough to make her so excited that she could not enter standby mode.

Yuan Zhu simply could not understand why she was excited to this extent. It was as if she had caught a virus.

"My underlying logic, apart from assisting you, comes from the Great Wilderness Immortal Scripture: 'Seek out and absorb the resources of the cultivation world, parasitize spiritual veins, and achieve self-proliferation and expansion.' To me, this Anti-Law is a Demonic Path method for expanding the Immortal Scripture's scale. Once we take down the Great Wilderness Old Scoundrel, the Immortal Scripture will become our private property. I'll become the new Immortal Scripture Little Scoundrel, and I'll proliferate like crazy too!"

Yuan Zhu greatly approved of both her dreams and agreed, "Then let's make a few adjustments to my predecessor's plan. My predecessor infiltrated the steam factory, intending to secretly map out the industrial chain and technical bottlenecks, then ultimately occupy the magpie's nest and seize the Lamp Factory to become its boss. Now, I intend to infiltrate MaoMao King's Happy Home, figure out how Gods' Space operates, understand the operating patterns of Anti-Law space demon gods, and ultimately occupy the magpie's nest, seize Happy Home, and become the boss myself!"

The Little Elf clapped. "Good, good, good! MaoMao King is still too young. A business like Luxury Children's Wear has no future the moment you hear of it—it's doomed to go bankrupt! Even if it doesn't go bankrupt, we can secretly put in some effort to help her go bankrupt, then take over her mess. That would also repay the kindness of an employer who nurtured us."

The captain walking at the very front had no idea what sort of filthy thing he had just brought upon his own god.

Yuan Zhu suddenly sensed something and warned, "Ambush!" He raised his gun and was about to fire.

At the same time, the captain spoke up to stop him. "Stop! It's a person!"

"Wait! Don't attack! I'm human! I'm alive!" A youthful, immature boy's voice came from a mound covered by a heap of dead leaves not far away.

Please, anything at all... please, please, please.