Everything Is Going According to Plan

"Item: Book of Variable Numbers"

[Origin: Shield of Hades System - planet Asphodel - Fortia City, District Nine]

"Evaluation: A black notebook corrupted by the Lord of Change, filled with complex mathematical formulas."

[Production Time: 998.M41]

[Condition: 99.9% New]

[Value: 1,800,000 Yuan]

"Sell?"

Zhou Yun's head was about to explode from the numbers. He endured the pain and looked into his Fourth-Dimensional Pocket.

In the pitch-black, lightless Fourth-Dimensional Pocket, the black notebook floated quietly, a vortex of numbers swirling above it.

"Can sell?"

A hint of joy appeared in Zhou Yun's eyes.

This was an idea that popped into his head.

Since he couldn't destroy it, why not just throw the notebook into his Fourth-Dimensional Pocket and sell it!

Corrupted by Tzeentch? Lord of Change? Go play with your parenting robots in the 22nd century!

Without a moment's hesitation, he grabbed it and sold it instantly.

1.8 million Yuan flowed into his account. The black notebook then disappeared from his Fourth-Dimensional Pocket, its whereabouts unknown.

In the surging Warp, In the blue domain of the Empyrean, This was a labyrinth made of crystal, with a polished, translucent surface like pebbles.

The passages in the labyrinth changed, dissolved, twisted, merged, and split in an unorderly and random fashion.

In the light refracted by the crystal walls, numerous ambiguous symbolic images flickered incessantly.

Statues in the mist, blue eagles cackling, writhing snakes, chaotic paintings.

This was the domain of the Changer of Ways, a constantly shifting realm of Chaos.

The Warp deity who presided over change constantly shaped this realm according to its ever-changing emotions, desires, and whims.

Any mortal who dared to peer into this domain would be infected by it, with its infinite faces, and fall into madness.

Nine great gates stood here, nine hundred and ninety-nine riddles awaited answers, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine destinies intertwined, ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine dice clattered to the ground.

And today, in one moment across countless non-linear timelines, a die quietly landed, revealing a grand new plan to Tzeentch's apostles.

"Gagagagagahahahahaha!!!"

The Lord of Change, with a bird's head, covered in blue-purple feathers, and draped in a robe in the style of ancient Greece, cackled.

The Lord of Change was a Greater Daemon under Tzeentch, an agent of Tzeentch's plans.

They had received the grace of their Thousand-Faced Master, allowing them to see anything that happened at any point in time.

Before it was a vortex made of numbers.

This was an entrance to reality, a weak point between the Warp and the material universe.

Now, this Lord of Change only needed a little more effort to enter the reality universe.

This was part of Tzeentch's grand plan.

The Changer of Ways had interpreted His plan: this Lord of Change would enter the reality universe and wreak havoc upon humanity's planets.

The Lord of Change held its scepter, flapped its wings, and charged towards the vortex of numbers.

The Pink Horrors and Blue Horrors around it chirped and squeaked, while the Change Spirits cheered it on with four, five, or nine arms.

Other Lords of Change stood high in the labyrinth, intending to admire the plan that was about to succeed.

The Changer of Ways had woven a grand plan, a series of long-term schemes that formed a net impossible to break.

The secrets hidden among the numbers were so silent, subtly corrupting ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine children over decades.

And tonight, the corruption would erupt from the depths of their minds.

These corrupted individuals would become sacrifices, opening the gate to the reality universe for the Lord of Change.

The plan was almost complete.

Unless someone killed all ninety-nine hundred and ninety-nine sacrifices in this brief moment, no one could sever this gateway to the reality universe.

The Lord of Change loudly praised the wisdom of the Changer of Ways, praising the great plan that would never fail.

The vortex of numbers spun faster and faster, the barrier between reality and the Warp becoming as thin as mist.

The Lord of Change cackled madly and charged into the vortex of numbers------

Bang!

The vortex of numbers suddenly vanished from its spot, and the entrance to reality closed silently.

The Lord of Change, unable to brake, crashed heavily into the crystal wall behind the digital vortex.

All the Tzeentch demons stared blankly at this sudden change.

The gateway to the material universe had vanished, the corruption in reality was severed, and the "Book of Variable Numbers," crafted over decades, had suddenly disappeared from both the material universe and the Warp.

The Lord of Change, who had crashed into the crystal wall, scratched its head in surprise, "How is this different from the plan? How is this different from the future it saw?"

"Is this the scheme of the cursed? Are the bloated fat guys stirring up trouble?"

"Why did the 'Book of Variable Numbers' disappear from both the material universe and the Warp simultaneously?"

It looked towards the Empyrean beyond the nine gates, "Master, is this also part of your plan?"

When the Lord of Change asked this question, there was a deathly silence in the air.

The Blue Horrors and Pink Horrors dared not speak, the Change Spirits writhed, looking towards the Empyrean beyond the nine gates, and even the Lords of Change craned their necks.

Until nine-ninths of a second later, a faint voice echoed from the depths of the chaotic labyrinth:

"This..."

"This is all part of the plan."

The church burned in flames, under the gaze of the statues of the Emperor and Sanguinius, Ecclesiarchy priests personally lit the fires of purification, solely because the church was defiled by donations from heretics, Only the holy artifacts within, the statues of the Emperor and Sanguinius, were moved out in advance.

PDFs weaved through the streets of District Nine, they barged into residents' homes almost violently, and accompanied by Ecclesiarchy priests, they dragged children from their beds.

Besides the children, those who had allegedly been taught by Nama Karl in the past and had now grown up were also dragged out.

Amidst the prayers of the Ecclesiarchy priests, the PDFs purified them with Promethium flamers.

But before death arrived, most of these corrupted individuals had already descended into madness.

Zhou Yun guessed that the number of corrupted individuals was exactly nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, but Augustus Flax stated that the dead tonight would not be limited to these.

All those suspected of having studied under Nama Karl, including their families, would undergo strict scrutiny, This was to prevent any who might slip through the net.

After confirming Nama Karl's corruption, Augustus Flax no longer delayed, He quickly mobilized the PDFs into District Nine and began the purge of the corrupted, and helped Zhou Yun cover up his and Lena's whereabouts during this incident.

After all, Zhou Yun had also nearly been corrupted, and Lena was not only an illegal psyker but had also attended school under Nama Karl.

In the eyes of the Ecclesiarchy, both of them were utter heretics and would likely be purified together.

Especially Lena, to prevent trouble, she had already gone into hiding beforehand.

"How are you doing now?"

Augustus Flax's remote servitor asked Zhou Yun, who remained silent, "Are you experiencing any hallucinations, headaches, dizziness, or the like?"

"No, I'm perfectly fine," Zhou Yun shook his head and replied, "Everything is normal."

He looked at the raging flames not far away.

The orange-yellow flames reflected the scene in the Warp, and also reflected Zhou Yun's figure in the Warp.

It was a somewhat blurry, round, blue figure.

"The hell, am I really Doraemon?"