Holy shit! A box!

In the living room, someone was still lazily lying on the sofa, as if they hadn't moved at all.

"--During this operation, the highest time ratio of Mission Worlds reached 1:30. Even with the large-scale blurring of subconscious information, it still placed a certain mental burden on most users whose improvements were not yet significant. It is expected that this will further intensify in the future--"

"My Main God, you can handle these details yourself."

Abruptly interrupting the routine analysis, seemingly a little impatient, Li Yun pressed his brow, not even putting on his glasses.

Just get straight to the point.

"So -- as of half an hour ago, 880,000 new Main God Users were added to the system during this operation, of which 26 have become Second-Level Users. After deducting various costs incurred during normal platform operation, the actual net income is approximately 37 million units of spirit energy, and 14 minor rule errors have been corrected --"

"Two million invitation slots only resulted in a little over 800,000 users?"

After patiently listening to the entire brief "report," Li Yun calmly raised a fundamental question.

"Yes, the user pass rate is clearly related to the basic quality of the user base; therefore, as the scope expands further, the corresponding conversion rate decreases."

The voice of the Main God remained as calm and undisturbed as ever.

"Administrator, if you are indeed disappointed with this, perhaps we should consider other ways to change the current situation—"

"No, there's no need to be in such a hurry, I'm just a little surprised."

Without saying much, the black and white "panda" simply rubbed its brow vigorously, as if trying to press down on something deep within its skin.

"--Now that the test plan has been initially completed without major deviations, let's proceed according to the originally planned steps--"

"In addition, internet censorship can be eased a little."

"Understood. Please let me know if you need anything."

Noticing the Administrator's poor condition, the Main God gave a brief reply and then stopped the conversation.

Only Li Yun remained, pressing her head down and lying there quietly.

It must be said that the incomplete "thought" that had awakened from ignorance, gradually and naturally developing a self-image, and eventually transformed into the body called "Earth Sovereign," which seemed completely different yet was essentially the same, truly gave him a great "surprise" when it finally returned to its true form!

As merely a pure essence of "Primordial Spirit," it brought about an unexpected change. At this moment, Li Yun seemed to be somewhat drunk, accompanied by a throbbing pain that kept rolling between his brows, gradually penetrating deeper into his mind, like a "pearl" relentlessly squeezing into the depths of his flesh and blood, following a mysterious trend of unification.

A single pearl, both icy cold and infinitely hot.

If it weren't for the experience of immersing oneself in the "sea" back then, the repeated tempering of that pain, the feeling of almost completely soaking into one's own essence, would certainly not be inferior to this.

He should have been in excruciating pain by now, instead of having the leisure to chat with the Main God.

But now, upon closer examination of the depths of my consciousness, I see that point slowly dissolving, bit by bit.

When "pearls" are mentioned.

Without even needing any other means, simply by eliminating the interference of emotions and distractions, in a state of deep meditation, Li Yun was able to truly "introspect" the changes within. In the vast expanse of the sky and sea, large swaths of colorless traces were evaporating, just like the morning mist rising from the water's edge, seeping bit by bit into the azure halo that symbolized his own spiritual essence, subtly expanding and contracting, persistently "breathing."

This is what he now perceives as "Spiritual Image," a more direct manifestation, perhaps best described as a manifestation at the level of spirit and soul.

A complete transformation.

Amidst the turmoil of the mind, as this "pearl" dissolves, a series of remarkably fitting waves naturally surge forth, causing certain old "traces" to churn and tumble within them, like a pebble being constantly washed, broken, and healed.

Every seemingly "superficial" trace is gradually worn away by the great waves. Yet, beneath the apparent scars, as the "water" seeps into them, they seem to breathe with some inexplicable pulse, gradually accumulating a new, magnificent aura within.

Like cutting and polishing jade, like carving and grinding stone, through repeated refinement and transformation—

It really hurt, it hurt terribly, it hurt as if my head was about to crack open, but there was something growing inside, as if it was about to break free from the increasingly "narrow" space between my skull!

The pain was so intense that it felt like I was going to go numb, yet I couldn't truly go numb.

The former office worker remained expressionless.

Only the occasional twitching of his eyebrows proved that he wasn't completely oblivious.

After all, reason tells us that this is the only way forward.

Li Yun only vaguely noticed that within that cyan halo, which was gradually "growing" at an astonishing speed, there seemed to be a vivid sense of "moistness."

So he was satisfied and continued to quietly endure this agonizing process.

After all, the rule of "you reap what you sow" is relatively reasonable in most cases.

Accompanied only by a few traces, like the rising and falling of static electricity, occasionally glancing silently across those eyes as they opened and closed.

It grows ever brighter, and ever deeper.

While someone is sprawled motionless on the sofa, pretending to be dead, another person is standing by the door, frowning in distress.

His face seemed to want to play dead but couldn't.

I heard a knock on the door, and when I looked through the peephole, wow, there were three neatly dressed public officials, exuding an air of professionalism and integrity, standing right outside!

He Qiu's heart skipped a beat.

Speaking frankly and honestly, this feeling is much more exciting than when you were daydreaming in class and suddenly turned around to find your homeroom teacher smiling and staring at you from outside the window!

After remaining motionless and even suppressing his breathing for several seconds, he was still considering whether to pretend that no one was in the house, remain silent and not open the door, and wait for the person outside to leave.

But watching these three people tap twice every few seconds...

Finally, after a few more minutes of delay, it was confirmed that the three visitors were not just putting on an act, but were genuinely very patient.

Clinging to a sliver of hope that "maybe it's something else," He Qiu, hiding behind the door, finally turned around and quickly stuffed half of the earphone on the table into her ear, opened the music app on her phone, and pretended to have been using the earphone in the room and had just heard the noise, so she came to open the door.

But when the door opened, the first words spoken by these three people made his "I'm a law-abiding citizen" smile freeze, and he couldn't quite keep it up anymore.

"Hello Mr. He Qiu, this is our work ID. Please take a look."

Seeing the three people with equally smiling and amiable expressions, and the documents they pushed in front of him for the resident to check at his own discretion, He Qiu was completely dumbfounded!

Holy crap! A box of weapons?!

Oh no! This time they've really come knocking on our door!