Chapter 298: Thought's 'Virus

Did you see that?

Sun Wukong's gaze pierced the endless void, as if locking eyes with the shocking law manifestation atop the ruins of Purple Dawn Palace.

Old Daoist.

Your black-and-white broken system can't even grasp what 'gray' means!

He slowly raised his hand, pointing at the trembling sparks from various civilizations inside Yao's 'Dream Ark'.

Magic Empire, Cultivation Sect, Star Federation...

His eyes flickered with a mad, blazing light that made Yao's heart race.

That gaze wasn't like looking at a group of refugees awaiting rescue.

It was more like looking at a pile... of excellent 'raw material' waiting for him to process and reshape!

A single bug could almost crash your system.

Sun Wukong's mouth split to his ears, revealing stark white teeth.

Well then...

What if I, Old Sun, filled this whole universe with bugs for you?

Yao was completely stunned.

She looked at the monkey beside her, exuding an eerie charm, feeling as if she were meeting him for the first time.

Formerly, Sun Wukong was a war god.

He wielded his iron staff, a fighter who slew gods and Buddhas alike.

All his principles were founded upon that staff capable of smashing anything.

But now...

He has changed.

The staff remains, his arrogance remains, but his fighting style has transcended mere strength.

He is no longer merely a guardian, nor the brute who only knows destruction.

He has become a 'sower'.

One who, in the desert representing Hongjun's absolute order, sows seeds of chaos and contradiction—a propagator of thought!

You... what are you going to do?

Yao's voice trembled; looking at Sun Wukong's eyes, she felt awe mixed with a hint of fear.

Sun Wukong turned his head and gave her a toothy grin.

What?

Obviously... teach them how to survive!

Before his words faded, his gaze had locked onto the second world bubble inside the ark.

It was a world brimming with primal savagery.

Towering ancient trees pierced the clouds; muscular beastmen bore rough stone axes,

in the jungle, fighting for territory and honor in the bloodiest clashes.

This was a beastman civilization that revered absolute strength and believed the strong reign supreme.

In Hongjun's definition of Order, this chaotic society that honors individual martial prowess,

is nothing but a 'variable among variables'—trash that must be cleared first and foremost.

Sun Wukong's will once again reached out like a ghost.

This time, he did not implant any complex philosophical paradox.

For these simple-minded beastmen, he left only a single, blunt precept that struck straight at the soul.

An individual may shed his last drop of blood for his tribe's glory and his own martial merit!

But!

When the horn of survival sounds, all tribes, all warriors,

must unconditionally obey the command of the strongest 'alpha wolf,' becoming an absolute obedience war machine!

Glory lies beneath survival!

Hum!

This seal, like a thunderclap, exploded deep within the souls of all beastmen!

They remained belligerent, still worshiping warriors.

Yet their chaotic social structure was forcibly anchored by an absolute order called 'collective survival'!

Go!

Sun Wukong pointed again, lightly.

Yao's heart leapt to her throat once more, but this time she did not scream.

She merely stared fixedly at the flung beastman world, wanting to see what would happen next.

Boom!

The gray Order-Purification storm surged forth again!

The Heavenly Dao system began scanning!

【Scan starting...】

【Analysis result: Individuals slaughter each other without cease, war unending, chaos extremely high! Meets the 'Purification' standard!】

【Analysis result: Under the 'survival threat,' all individuals instantly cease internal conflict,

forming the most efficient war camp, order extremely high! Meets the 'Preservation' standard!】

【Warning! Warning!】

【Logical Paradox! Purification command…… cannot execute!】

Again…… it stopped!

That world‑ending storm, once more as if seeing a ghost, bypassed this world it could not define!

Success!

In Yao's beautiful eyes, a dazzling light burst forth!

This really works!

Sun Wukong watched the scene, his smile growing brighter.

He did not pause.

His gaze fell upon the third world.

It was an elegant and tranquil world, with spire‑topped mage towers standing in rows,

where long‑eared elves were engrossed in the mysteries of magic, and the air was filled with the scents of various elements.

It was a magical civilization.

Sun Wukong's will descended for the third time.

This time, the concept he implanted was even more ethereal.

"An individual, possessing absolute freedom to explore the infinite possibilities of magic, may study any forbidden spell and pursue the most chaotic magical origin."

"But……"

"The entire civilization must collectively obey the supreme Balance law that 'the total world energy sums to zero',

any magic drawn by an individual must be returned to the world in another form."

The pursuit of chaos.

The foundation of order.

Yet another perfect paradox!

"Again!"

Pff!

This elven world was also tossed out by him!

The result, unsurprising!

Hongjun's 【Order Purge】 once again "crashed"!

Next, Sun Wukong seemed addicted to the game.

He no longer performed "reformation" and "deployment" one by one.

Instead, with both hands he released countless thoughts imbued with contradictory ideas, scattering them across the entire "Dream Ark" like viral code in an instant!

"For a cultivation civilization, implant 'everyone may become immortal and defy Heaven, but sects must obey the Heavenly Dao cycle'!"

"For an interstellar federation, implant 'each fleet has the right to freely explore unknown universes,

but all exploration data must be uploaded to the Central AI, serving the federation as a whole!'"

"For a…!"

He no longer taught them how to fight.

He only taught them how, within the "order" gaps set by Hongjun,

to find the most reasonable "shell" that the system cannot recognize for their heart yearning for "Freedom"!

Having done all this.

Sun Wukong looked at the hundreds of civilization sparks inside the Ark that had already undergone his "thought reformation," and displayed an incomparably radiant smile.

Then, he made a move that made Yao's scalp tingle.

He tipped the entire "Dream Ark" as if dumping a bucket of trash, flinging it upward violently!

Whoosh—!

Hundreds of world‑bubbles of varied forms, reformed into "neither black nor white,"

like a breached dam, were all "deployed" by him in one go back into that Deathly Silence Real Universe!

"You…… you……"

Yao could no longer speak.

This monkey is truly mad!

For a moment.

The entire Deathly Silence Multiverse suddenly became "lively."

Countless "gray civilizations" that caused Hongjun's law system to repeatedly error sprang up like bamboo after rain, abruptly appearing in every corner of the Universe!

Far above the ruins of Zixiao Palace, Hongjun was utterly bewildered.

His body, composed purely of laws, began to flicker violently, its internal data streams now a chaotic porridge!

【Alert! Detected abnormal data point A-734!】

【Alert! Detected Logical Paradox B-952!】

【Alert! System Error! C-1204 cannot be classified!】

【Alert! Alert! Alert……】

The shrill alert, within his will core, had already merged into a mass!

His once unstoppable, all‑sweeping 【Order Purge】 storm,

now looked like a sieve pierced with countless holes, riddled with leaks!

The storm still swept on.

Yet whenever it met a "gray civilization," it would stutter, then unwillingly bypass it.

Moving forward again, encountered another one, stuttered briefly, then bypassed…

The entire purification process was slowed down by more than billions of times!

Hongjun's eternal Dao Heart, for the first time, generated a hint of an emotion called "bewilderment".

What happened?

Why is this happening?

He cannot comprehend!

His Great Dao is the ultimate principle of the Universe, the final embodiment of the entropy increase law, and the immutable "Fixed Number"!

Any "variable" should be easily erased!

But now, these "variables" not only haven't been erased, they instead proliferate and spread like stubborn bugs across his "Order Sky Net"!

He attempts to forcibly execute the "purification" command.

But the system feedback returns a deeper logical conflict!

【Forceful purification will violate the underlying law of 'preserving order'!】

【Abandoning purification will violate the core command of 'clearing disorder'!】

【System… about to collapse!】

Hongjun finally realizes that the nature of this Dao struggle has completely changed!

It is no longer a pure clash of force.

It is no longer the order crushing chaos.

Instead, it has turned into a battle of ideological infiltration that he cannot understand, cannot control, and cannot even partake in!

He feels his perfect, flawless, prideful "Order Sky Net",

is being dismantled from within, bit by bit, by an invisible, intangible, yet all‑pervasive "virus"!

This monkey…

He is no longer the barbarian who smashed walls from the outside.

He has become a hacker who infiltrates the system's interior, altering the code at its root…!

An unprecedented, bone‑deep chill, for the first time, enveloped this Heavenly Dao ruler.

"This monkey…"

Hongjun's law‑bound body, due to the violent logical conflict, became flickering between light and dark.

"He is not at war."

"He is…"

"Poisoning!"