Fate System and Information Plane

Purgatory Sulfur Plane.

Benjamin sat cross-legged in the center of the laboratory, surrounded by several Black Giant Priests.

These black figures, each over three meters tall, stood in solemn silence. The liquid metal layers over their bodies flowed slowly, devouring the surrounding light. "Sovereign, the Fate System subsystem has completed its logical closed loop. Preliminary testing has passed smoothly," reported a tall Black Giant Priest whose skin gleamed with a dark metallic luster.

"Good. Time is tight. Begin the final test immediately."

As Benjamin's words fell, a point of golden light suddenly lit up between his brows.

In an instant, the beliefs of tens of billions of followers across the Purgatory Sulfur Plane surged toward him like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea.

After being filtered, analyzed, and reorganized by the Fate System, these chaotic streams of thought ultimately formed a precise information network.

Benjamin opened his eyes, and countless karmic traces flickering like sparks of starlight were reflected in his pupils.

He lightly plucked a golden thread, and the holographic projection in the center of the laboratory immediately flashed through countless scenes—his followers' births, aging, sickness, deaths, joys, angers, sorrows, and pleasures.

Under the Fate System's processing, all of it had been quantified into predictable probability data.

Benjamin no longer focused on individual lines of causality. Instead, he directly turned his attention to the entire Purgatory Sulfur Plane.

In the blink of an eye, countless points of light began to flicker. With the Fate System's assistance, his soul processed vast amounts of data at a terrifying speed. The threads of fate that had once required immense effort to deduce now appeared clearly within his sea of consciousness.

"Master, the system is operating normally." The lead priest's voice was deep. "Information processing efficiency has increased by approximately 370 times,