A wildly insane idea surfaced in Yang Yu's mind.
He suddenly raised his right arm, spreading his five fingers into a claw.
Under the horrified gazes of Yang Yan and the others, Yang Yu did not even furrow his brow as he viciously drove the fingers of his right hand into his own left chest!
"What are you doing?!" Yang Yan screamed, the anger she had just suppressed nearly flaring up again.
Yang Yu did not answer. He had not damaged his flesh at all; instead, he had sent his fingers into the deeper region of his Logic Code.
After reconstructing himself into a Chaos Body, he could clearly see the operating paths of every rule within his body. Deep within that mass of gray-gold Origin, he searched frantically.
Very soon.
He found something that was profoundly out of place.
That thing clung tightly to his deepest Logic Code, like a leech covered in barbs that had already fused with his soul.
"Get the hell out here!"
Yang Yu roared, the muscles in his right arm instantly swelling as he yanked outward with all his might.
Accompanied by an ear-piercing electronic tearing sound.
A translucent pale-blue light screen was forcibly ripped out of his body!
Several lines of text flashed clearly across that screen:
[Name: Yang Yu] [Profession: Myriad Sword Master] [Level: 200 (Beyond Limit)]
"The Professionals Panel?!"
Yang Yan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
Beside her, the God of All Machines' processor immediately emitted a piercing shriek, and the pink indicator lights on her mech flashed madly. "Principal! You forcibly dismantled our system UI?!"
This thing was all too familiar to every person from Blue Star.
From the first day the calamity broke out, the entire world had been digitized.
Everyone