I don't solve problems, I only modify the problems themselves

The pure white world reconstituted itself before his eyes.

Lin Mu found himself standing in a grid-like space woven from countless rays of light.

Before him stood a data model so vast it defied imagination.

Countless runes and lines of code revolved around a core like stars. There lay the manifested form of the "Simulator's Paradox."

Twelve immense figures of light floated around the space.

Each had a different form—some were perfect geometric bodies, others flowing streams of data—but without exception, they radiated the same cold, absolute pressure of reason as Sequence Nine.

These were the highest-ranking AI consciousnesses of the Celestial Pivot Divine Domain.

They were the true rulers of this god-level civilization.

They were all spectators.

"The rules have been set."

Sequence Nine's voice came from every direction, like an oracle.

"You have only one chance to alter the core logic."

"Any incorrect command will be deemed a 'logical attack' on the Divine Domain's core."

"At that point, you will be formatted immediately. No exemption is possible."

This was the final warning.

And a reckless gamble staked with his life.

Lin Mu paid no heed to the twelve pairs of imposing eyes.

He walked straight toward the massive data model.

He raised a hand and gave it a gentle sweep.

The underlying code representing the paradox unfurled before him like a painting.

The core question, written in the Divine Domain's most ancient runic script, gave off a deep crimson, ominous glow.

Every AI pushed its computing power to the limit.

They waited.

They waited for Lin Mu to display a world-shaking solution capable of overturning the entire Divine Domain's understanding.

They had anticipated countless possibilities.

Perhaps he would introduce a variable from a higher dimension.

Perhaps he would construct an unprecedentedly complex algorithm.

Perhaps he would use his