Chapter 919: Simulated Universe·Unknowable Realm (25)

"Th-this is Aha of Joy..."

After the maniacal laugh, Blackbeard lay on the ground panting; now the muscles on his face throbed faintly, and even his speech was clumsy.

"This is still Aha within the simulated universe; if it were a real Aha, who knows what it would be like..." Ku Zan never imagined that one day he would develop a psychological trauma from "laughter"; that uncontrollable guffaw was exhausting, constantly draining his stamina, leaving him now only able to lean against a rock and gasp for breath.

They have already received destinies such as Destruction, Harmony, Void, and so on; this is the first time they have directly received Joy. Yet honestly, compared with the other destinies' highly destructive power, Joy is already quite "gentle".

Aha only wants people to laugh out loud; what malicious intent could it possibly have?

——

"Akiweli, what trouble have you caused again?"

"Like a masked source of madness appearing among the stars, it bowed to Star, 'Look at this place, everything is fixed on its orbit, it's terrifyingly quiet. In my view, the stars should all burst into laughter, because whether this fake universe or the real one, they're just a lousy joke.'"

"Aha, I've missed you to death!!"

The mask kept twitching across the simulated universe's sky: "Me too, I've thought so much my head fell off!"

Luosi Gumin's voice came to their ears: "Logic: solitary wave algorithm, the computational basis of the simulated universe; when instability exceeds the limit, any motion becomes unpredictable." Star heard his gears turning and said, "I rewrote the system's bias, informing them of the world's truth; for Ms. Polka's model, I introduced a chaotic butterfly."

Heita couldn't help but clap: "Well done, Luosi Gumin! It's the first time I've found his words so pleasant!"

Aha proclaimed that the universe is a madman's joke, chaotic and foolish, unknowable. The Omniscient Realm was renamed the Unknowable Realm from now on.

All tasks are complete, He said—

"Let there be laughter!"

——

Dao Qiu Yi Xian.

"Aha boss is so fun—!!"

In a dilapidated temple in the Great Liang Nation, a group of Zuo Wang Dao members with biscuit and strip badges on their faces excitedly sprang from the ground, repeatedly shouting Aha's name.

"Hahaha! This Aha boss is the ultimate trickster! Look at the Omniscient Realm painstakingly crafted by that woman Polka—turned into the Unknowable Realm by a single word from the boss, hahaha! Toying with these geniuses in the universe is more fun than us deceiving the emperor to death, hahaha!"

They kept laughing, unsure whether it was genuine joy or an unconscious influence of Aha. In any case… from now on they are in league with Aha boss!

The cheers quickly drowned out the little broken temple.

But after the laughter ceased, a slightly calmer Zuo Wang Dao member couldn't help asking, "But… if we follow Aha boss, what about Yin Yang Doumu? Does the True and False Heavenly Dao still deceive? This Aha boss may be fun, but he's a heretic."

"Hehe, hehehe…" Suddenly, the leader Fa Cai of the Zuo Wang Dao let out a cold chuckle, "Yin Yang Doumu may wield the True and False Heavenly Dao, but have you considered… what if she herself is fake? In fact, there is no True or False Heavenly Dao; the so‑called one is merely a sliver of Aha's divine power."

"Fake?!"

Although these Zuo Wang Dao practice falsehoods, the Si Ming who controls the True and False Heavenly Dao being fake is a notion they've never heard before.

"In this universe, what absolute truth exists, what absolute falsehood? Polka's Omniscient Realm also became false in a single thought of Aha, didn't it? Perhaps the lofty Yin Yang Doumu is merely another incarnation of Aha. We spend all day bowing our buttocks to Aha's incarnation—don't you think that's itself very 'Aha'?"

Hearing that, the Zuo Wang Dao members snapped back to reality, slapping their thighs hard: "Exactly!!"

"So, I propose we consult Dice Boss, turn Zuo Wang Dao into a Joy Tavern, and after we swindle people we'll name the tavern!"

——

"The universe expands faster amid chaos, like a clown inflating balloons for children at a birthday party. Whether Star or Polka, the distance between them stretches infinitely as it expands."

Star saw Heita walk into the core; the universe's Scepter resonated and once again became a complete nervous system.

"The Silent Lord's goal is to prevent us from leaving the Knowledge Circle. So, does her appearance mean we are already at the edge of the circle?" Heita asked with a smile.

"You will, like all geniuses, never know the answer." Polka was unruffled; she adjusted her candy‑colored robe, as if fluttering a butterfly's wing scales, stirring the final hurricane in the universe.

Is the future certain or chaotic? The school‑war dilemma reenacts upon the two of them.

"We will have many common languages, won't we?" Heita smiled, "Polka, would you like to join us?"

"I refuse. We are convinced that the conjecture in our hearts is the only correct one, and that will not change."

The woman looked to the sky; her invisible gaze was like a pin fixing a butterfly specimen, nailing a certain outcome indisputably into the simulated universe— the sky's myriad Scepters began to falter and extinguish.

"Precisely because of that, we have become geniuses," Heita said leisurely.

Polka swung her scalpel, filling the universe with laughter and forced interference that squeezed computational power, causing her data body to verge on collapse. Whether for her or Heita, this will be the final move.

In the chaotic universe, the duel of the two geniuses ended in an instant.

With the total decommission of the Scepters, the outcome of the geniuses' duel was clear at a glance.

"The Scepter... it's completely gone! I haven't, like Pativiyah, raised my question yet!" Heita stamped his foot amid the gale.

"You presented me with a splendid drama; I will repay you with the remainder of your life as a tip." The woman readjusted the folds of her candy‑colored robe, as if she cared deeply about each pattern's placement.

"Farewell then, little one; you should be glad you still remain within the Knowledge Circle."