Chapter 535: Is the End of Logic Love? Qin An Acts, Purifying the Whole Scene!

Hold steady!

Everyone, hold steady for me!

Qin Hao's will became a soul‑shaking thunderclap, attempting to suppress the chaotic wails.

He frantically activated the Heaven‑Opening System, trying to tear the polluted junk code out of the collective consciousness network.

【Warning! Logic singularity contamination detected!】

【Attempting isolation……isolation failed!】

【Warning! Causality Law‑level virus detected!】

【Attempting deletion……deletion failed!】

【Warning! Large‑scale logic conflict has erupted in the Heavenly Stars Computing Network!】

【37% of soul nodes have descended into madness, 21% have collapsed, and 10% are self‑annihilating!】

The Heaven‑Opening System's usually calm voice now carries an unprecedented urgency.

It is not omnipotent.

Its power is founded upon the universe's underlying logic.

And now, the enemy has contaminated logic itself.

It's like antivirus software encountering a virus that can rewrite both 1 and 0.

There's simply no point of entry.

"What do we do……what do we do……"

Watching more and more citizens sink into pain, Qin Hao's heart felt as if torn by a knife.

He had underestimated the enemy's methods.

He had brought everyone into this deadly trap.

"Dad!"

Qin Zheng's anxious voice came through.

"We must immediately sever the concept siphon tubes! We can't let the contaminated energy keep pouring in!"

"No!"

Qin Hao immediately vetoed it.

"Our Body‑Snatching Plan is to upload the collective consciousness through these siphon tubes to the core of the cosmic origin!"

"If we cut it off now, all our prior effort will be wasted!"

"We'll be trapped here forever, then slowly drained to death by these logic viruses!"

"Going forward means death."

"Retreating also means death."

This has plunged us into a desperate situation.

"Hahahaha!"

Suddenly, Qin Wu's consciousness let out a manic laugh at this very moment.

That laugh was filled with pain and madness.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Why is my mind full of nothing but slaughter!"

"It's so painful……yet it feels so good!"

His will is being corrupted by the equation that life equals pain and a more violent lust for slaughter.

He is turning into a madman who knows only battle.

"Third Brother! Calm down!"

Qin Si tried to use logic to soothe Qin Wu, but her own condition was also poor.

Her Word‑Becomes‑Law ability is built upon a tight chain of logic.

And now, those 1+1=3 junk codes are eroding the foundation of her ability.

Her thoughts are becoming utterly chaotic.

"How could this happen? Is the entire Yanhuang Civilization destined to be annihilated in this most stifling, absurd way?"

Just as this endless despair was about to completely consume Qin Hao,

a faint yet incredibly pure and warm will lightly touched his soul.

"Dad."

It was Qin An.

"What's the matter?"

Qin Hao involuntarily turned toward him.

The next second, he froze.

Because he saw that, in this sea of collective consciousness rife with chaos, madness, and negative emotion,

only Qin An's soul remained pure in its original form.

Those logic viruses capable of making everyone collapse, upon approaching his soul, acted like a nemesis—slowly dissolving and purifying.

"Dad, everyone……is enduring immense pain."

"Exactly!"

Qin Hao's voice was full of bitterness.

"I'm useless; I can't save them."

"No."

Qin An's will was extraordinarily firm.

"Let me try."

"You?"

Qin Hao was stunned.

"Hmm."

Qin An nodded lightly.

"I cannot define what that is, but I can feel…… their essence is extreme cold and loneliness."

"I want…… to accept them."

Accept them?

Qin Hao was shocked by Qin An's beyond-common-sense idea.

That's a deadly virus!

Being called lonely by his own son?

And still go proactively accept?

Before Qin Hao could stop him, Qin An had already acted.

He slowly floated toward the scientist's soul nearest to him.

That soul was being tormented by the 1+1=3 logic paradox to the brink of collapse.

He was like a constantly garbled program, full of aggression and exclusivity.

Any will attempting to approach would be bounced off, even assimilated, by that chaotic logic.

Yet Qin An approached it without any defense.

Then he opened his arms.

He gently embraced that mad soul.

Hum—

At the moment of the embrace.

An indescribable pure mental force filled with love and inclusiveness emanated from Qin An's soul.

That mental force heeds no logic.

It does not try to correct the error of 1+1=3.

It merely gently tells the collapsing soul:

"No need to worry, even if one plus one equals three, your existence is still accepted."

"Wrong or mad, it doesn't matter."

"I am with you, here, now."

An unbelievable scene occurred.

That mad, chaotic soul, after being embraced by Qin An, actually gradually ceased its struggle.

The chaotic logic code was not repaired.

But it was gently wrapped in a layer of warm golden light.

Like wrapping a patient going mad with the softest blanket.

Although the illness wasn't cured, it no longer suffered.

That scientist calmed down and fell into a deep sleep.

"This..."

Qin Hao stared dumbfounded.

Qin An actually used this method to temporarily heal a soul infected by the logic virus?

"So…… it's like this……"

Qin Si's will let out an exclamation of sudden realization.

"I understand! I understand!"

"The end of logic is not higher logic!"

"But love!"

"We have always used reason to fight madness, so we have failed!"

"Because madness itself is unreasonable!"

"And Fifth Brother, he stepped out of the rational framework from the start!"

"Using the purest sensibility, using love and inclusiveness, to accept that madness!"

"He didn't eliminate the virus, he merely made the virus become part of love!"

Qin Si's words were like a lightning bolt, splitting the fog in Qin Hao's mind.

He looked at Qin An's soul, which seemed thin yet radiated endless light and heat.

After Qin An soothed one soul, he floated toward the next.

Like an indefatigable little sun, using selfless love to embrace every suffering compatriot.

After embracing Qin Wu at the edge of frenzy, Qin Wu's frenzied killing intent gradually subsided.

Qin Si, whose thoughts were chaotic, saw his nearly knotted logic become smooth again.

His figure shuttled through this ocean of wails.

Wherever he passed, madness subsided and pain vanished.

"Qin An..."

Qin Hao's consciousness felt moisture for the first time.

He always thought this son was too weak, too kind, not fit for this cruel universe.

Now he finally understands.

He was wrong.

Greatly mistaken.

Qin An is not weak.

His gentleness is the strongest force in this universe.

"Dad."

Qin An's will resonated again in Qin Hao's heart.

At this moment, he had already embraced tens of thousands of souls, his radiance grew somewhat dim, evidently consuming a massive amount.

Yet the voice remained just as firm, just as warm.

"The lingering echo of that will, it seems also filled with pain."

"It polluted its own source, and also polluted itself."

"We should help it."

"Let us also purify its home with this warmth."

Qin Hao looked at him.

Looking at those eyes pure and without impurity.

He knew that the lingering echo of will Qin An spoke of was the already dissipated cosmic instinctual will.

The "home" he mentioned is this already polluted, chaotic cosmic origin.

He wishes to use his own power to warm, to heal the madness of the entire universe.

"Alright."

Qin Hao made an immediate decisive decision.