The Black and White Chip hovered before Yang Yu.
It was the size of a fingernail.
Its edges were smooth, its two faces black and white, with an impossibly fine gray line between them.
It was perfectly still.
So still it hardly seemed like something a Fourth Step Royal Immune Beast had just spat from its single eye.
Yet the moment it appeared, every Wanderer nearby held their breath.
Tie Tu was still sprawled on the ground.
His fearsome face pressed against the True God Tissue Membrane, but his eyes stayed fixed on the Black and White Chip. His throat bobbed three times, yet he didn't dare utter a word.
Canaan was even more direct.
He lowered his head further.
He didn't even dare steal another glance at the Chip.
Anything Zangzhou had spat from his single eye was beyond the likes of them, even if it was trash.
And that thing clearly wasn't trash.
It was too pristine.
Pristine as a credential personally stamped by the True God's immune system.
Yang Yu had no such reservations.
He reached out and pinched the Chip between his fingers.
It was cold to the touch.
Weightless.
Yet holding it felt like holding a fragment of High-Dimensional Space compressed to its limit.
The next instant, a stream of information flowed into his palm.
It wasn't an attack.
There was no corrosion.
No resistance.
It felt more like an ancient, remarkably concise instruction manual, written with an almost bureaucratic air.
Yang Yu's brow twitched.
Within the Abyss, the God of All Machines came online at once.
A sea of blue data-light spread out, and countless mechanical Light Wheels spun rapidly above the Abyss Core.
"Dominator, an accessible high-dimensional trading credential has been detected."
"Permission source: the peripheral supply network of God Jin's body's immune