Comprehensive Anime, Starting with the Creation of the Delta of Fate, Group Friends Have Gone Wild

Comprehensive Anime World: Starting by Creating the Delta of Fate, Group Members Go Wild. Author: Long Night Sauce

Transmigrating into the Type-Moon world, Lin Zhen obtains the True-False Dao Fruit and must gain influence to prove his Dao and become an immortal.

Why not just make a game?

Holy Grail War + a magically modified version of Delta of Fate, initiate!

[Misaka Mikoto: Is that the CS where Archer is camping the bridge again?]

[Archer: ...]

[Kazuma Satou: The dog developer updated the version!]

[Kirito: Is the new map Secret Babylon?]

[Mahiro Oyama: Being a developer for a day, filial piety for a lifetime.]

[Gilgamesh: Mongrel, what are you trying to do?]

Years later, as players continued to play, Lin Zhen's strength skyrocketed, and he directly proved the Grand Dao, becoming invincible in the world.

At this moment, someone suddenly came to his door and told him that Humanity's Foundation was about to be destroyed?

Lin Zhen indicated that there was no need for him to take action at all, --Go talk to my Grand Order Players!

Chapter 1: Proving the Grand Dao at the Start

London, Clock Tower.

In the cicada-filled summer, the private laboratory of the Department of Spiritual Evocation felt somewhat cool.

"I've succeeded."

Lin Zhen raised his hand, and the space before him shifted arbitrarily; what was being twisted was not space.

It was "reality" and "existence"!

As a transmigrator, he had spent ten years studying himself, finally developing his own golden finger.

Illusion-Reality Magic!

Rather than calling it magic, it was more like a... Dao Fruit from a cultivation system!

Illusion-Reality Dao Fruit!

The Dao is equal to the heavens, far surpassing mere laws.

Its core ability was quite monstrous:

Refining the void into reality, refining the false into the true!

Lin Zhen clasped his hands together, and the inexplicable phenomena vanished.

From this moment on, He was almost "invincible."

But there was still a road to travel before reaching true "invincibility."

He could no longer be killed by any external object, nor could he be harmed by them.

No one could influence his "internal cause."

Within the scope of his consciousness and cognition, he could define anything as "false."

Lin Zhen closed his eyes.

To achieve true invincibility, he must expand his "scope of consciousness" into true "omniscience."

The day he reached omniscience would be the day he reached omnipotence!

What was most important now was to carry out, Large-scale refining of the false into the true!

"Knock, knock."

A knocking sound came, followed by a crisp, girlish voice.

"Director Kischur Zelretch is looking for you."

"Bang."

Lin Zhen snapped his fingers lightly; the security lock disengaged, and the Gate of Opening activated automatically.

Standing at the door was a petite, blonde girl.

Leinys wore an inscrutable smile and praised:

"Lin Zhen, the defensive countermeasures for the magic workshop you constructed are something even I cannot unravel."

Lin Zhen smiled, reached out, and brushed his hand against the mahogany door, revealing the essence of a custom-made Eastern stainless steel security door.

"That is because the core is hidden."

"Oh...?"

Leinys reached out, elegantly pressing her fair fingertips against the door, gently stroking the faint, ancient brown Rune Symbols written in cinnabar.

They were not standard Rune Symbols, but Chinese characters compiled and modified by Lin Zhen.

"Is this the result of the ten years you spent as the prodigy once hailed as a 'Grand' at the Clock Tower?"

"In a way."

Lin Zhen nodded, his demeanor shifting between truth and falsehood, reality and illusion; as a transmigrator, he possessed countless "truths" that belonged solely to him.

Language was one of them.

There was a difference between the Chinese of his previous world and this one, a discrepancy only he was aware of.

The magic core constructed upon this foundation could not be falsified; it was ultimately both "true" and "false."

Right and wrong, cause and effect, illusion and reality, truth and falsehood—

All were fabricated by Lin Zhen himself.

It was impossible for any outsider, external object, or the outside world to breach it.

"Oh...?"

Leinys was quite curious. She sat down, her slender legs clad in black silk stockings pressed tightly together.

"Could you tell me about it?"

Leinys would not make such a rude request to an ordinary person; any achievement between magi was a secret that could not be pried into.

But she knew Lin Zhen was an exception.

"I can."

Lin Zhen did not harbor the backward mindset of a traditional magus.

Having joined a laboratory after graduating as a postgraduate in his past life, he understood that only by discussing, sharing, and learning from excellent people could one make great progress; hoarding one's own findings only led to decay and ruin.

He cleared his throat and began to explain the true essence of the Grand Dao of Truth, Falsehood, Reality, and Illusion that he had preliminarily verified:

"Truth is not existence, but a mirror image projected by the waves of consciousness, a hard core of obsession condensed from phantom shadows; falsehood is not nothingness, but an abyss yet to be illuminated, a chaos of undercurrents waiting to be manifested..."

Leinys was stunned instantly. She considered her intelligence to be quite high, but the information contained in these words was simply impossible to comprehend in a short time.

Lin Zhen continued:

"Where existence and non-existence beget each other, those who cling to appearances drown in the torrent of names and forms, while those who break their attachments sink into the cold pool of emptiness. In reality, there is neither truth nor falsehood, only the birth and death of the waves of perception; all is the delusion of vanity."

As he spoke, the air trembled slightly. In reality, it was space itself that was shaking, the room acting as the core of a microcosm, undergoing violent vibrations.

Leinys's head began to swell and ache, and her eyes started to turn red. Her Mystic Eyes were spiraling out of control, and she began to pant slightly.

"Stop... stop... please, stop."

Lin Zhen ceased his sermon, feeling as though he had more to say.

"You should be able to withstand more."

Leinys took a gentle breath. She pulled a bottle of special eye drops from her bosom and applied them to her eyes, resting for a moment before she slowly began to feel better.

"Hoo..."

She wiped away the mixture of eye drops and tears.

"What... exactly is the essence of this magic of yours?"

Lin Zhen tapped his index finger lightly against the wooden armrest of his chair and said calmly:

"Language can carry too little information. If I wanted to tell you even a small fraction of it using words, I would have to preach to you without interruption. Given your talent... ten years would be the starting point."

"Ten years...?"

Leinys widened her jewel-like eyes, wearing an expression that said, "If you want to kill me, just say so."

"And that's not even a guarantee that you'd understand a portion of it."

Lin Zhen spread his palms. He had already transcended the world and attained the Dao Fruit.

But sharing it was not so simple. Even if he had the heart to share, it was not certain that a single person in the entire world could understand.

Leinys sighed, looking as if she had given up.

"Forget it."

Lin Zhen asked:

"Oh, didn't you say you were always looking for me? What did you need?"

"He said he's preparing to go to some countryside to attend a ceremony."

Leinys leaned forward, her index finger tapping on Lin Zhen's face.

"So, it's the same old topic. I want to persuade you to give up this unrealistic research and inherit his instead."

The inheritance of a magus's research.

It was even more intimate than a blood inheritance; this was treating Lin Zhen as the next successor.

Lin Zhen was not actually repulsed by the idea, but he was not particularly interested either; he had his own path to walk.

"Tell him I am still conducting my own research and am too busy to find the time."

"I knew that would be your answer."

Leinys suddenly stood up and came to his side, pressing one knee onto his thigh and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Are you really not going to consider it? I don't think you fail to understand what this means—you would be the next Lord of El-Melloi."

Lin Zhen caught the faint, delicate fragrance emanating from the young woman.

"I'm not interested in that."

Back when he was doing academic research, he might have needed status to secure funding or clear various hurdles.

But when it came to researching the Grand Dao, such things were truly unnecessary.

Leinys leaned in close to his ear, her tone damp and viscous.

"Then... would you have me?"

Lin Zhen looked at her face, then swept a glance over her chest.

"Wait a few more years."

"..."

Leinys lowered her head, falling into a long silence. Then, she slowly climbed off Lin Zhen, exited the room, and gently pulled the door shut behind her, walking away with heavy footsteps.

"Snap."

Lin Zhen snapped his fingers, reactivating the door lock.