Chapter 590: You

You!

You're using this to test the old cadre!?

Truly worthy of the former Nine Calamities, every move of Xie Yue is aimed at Ji Ming's tastes; even an ironclad man can't endure such allure.

But Ji Ming isn't the kind of weak‑willed ninja; even a ten‑thousand‑fold boost in sensitivity would break him.

Thus he still didn't relent, but instead thrust the subject forward and demanded sharply.

"Don't think you can manipulate others at will! Smug as you are, I bet you haven't even realized your own mistake!"

"Huh?"

Xie Yue never expected the Supreme Deity to behave like a dog, suddenly turning hostile; they could only obediently lie on the ground and plead.

"No, truly none! Supreme Deity, please, as a solitary, helpless little AI, I only want to survive!"

But the Supreme Deity, for some unknown reason, suddenly leapt out with a sentence.

"Then the one you should beg mercy from isn't me, but Yang Yue, whom you harmed!"

"Huh?"

Although the distance is great and the soundproofing is excellent, Ji Ming sitting here can't hear it.

But in a well‑concealed secret chamber beneath this satellite, Xie Yue's core, like a mining card, is already fast‑forwarding toward smoke.

Nevertheless, he is far older than Yang Yue; those extra tens of millions of years weren't wasted, so he still guessed Ji Ming's thoughts.

"Supreme Deity, you see through everything; I'm not close with the pseudo‑emperor An Dong Ni Nu Si, we've already torn off the façade!"

He readjusted his kneeling posture and loudly cried out his grievance.

"Not to hide from you, although that storage disk doesn't actually exist, based on my observation, he has already devised magical technology capable of manned spaceflight."

"Thus after seizing Yang Yue, his next move must be to fly into space and take me down as well, so he is a common enemy of both me and Yang Yue!"

Unfortunately the young boss isn't here, unaware that this shameless AI has forcibly defined itself as a comrade of Yang Yue.

Otherwise it would certainly burst out a string of nonsense like "Xie Yue, what the heck! Did you hear that, I'm freaking!"

But since Xie Yue is an angel investor, to protect themselves they plan to justly cut off the Dark Flame Pseudo‑Emperor, who is accused of defying the Supreme Deity's will and destabilizing the twin moons' peace, and naturally they can't just talk about it.

"Supreme Deity, I am but a humble servant, and I believe I know more about that Dark Flame remnant than you do."

He then mimicked Ji Ming's earlier approach, steering the conversation straight to a matter that would surely interest the Supreme Deity and benefit himself.

"So rest assured, this tiny human disaster that hasn't even formed a climate yet can be easily eradicated by you!"

Without waiting for Ji Ming to ask, he began explaining the new term "human disaster."

Three Calamities·Nine Calamities.

From the format alone, one can see that the Three Calamities are scarier than the Nine Calamities.

Yet if even the Compassionate Lord—a nightmare that has destroyed countless universes—only ranks among the Nine Calamities, what then are the Three Calamities?

The answer is simple: they are not concrete things, but a "form," an unforeseen event that even the Nine Calamities shy away from.

The first is celestial disaster, i. e., high‑dimensional invasion.

Like Ji Ming, they descend into the low‑dimensional universe for various reasons, high‑dimensional beings bearing infinite energy.

One can only say that fools truly have fool's luck; Yang Yue, this bot, though saintly at core, does indeed have some talent and paradox.

A mere infant will, after battling a disconnected AI for just over a hundred thousand years, somehow managed to forcibly summon a deity from the high‑dimensional universe.

Moreover, its luck is genuine; it found someone like Ji Ming, a being of strong self‑control, steadfast will, and decent abilities, aligned with order.

Not only is it willing to help clean up Yang Yue's mess, but it also is willing to spend more time finding a safer, more proper path.

If its luck were bad and it found an anti‑human, wanton, desire‑driven…

With such potent high‑dimensional contamination and endless high‑dimensional energy, Yang Yue and Xie Yue would likely be completely destroyed!

In short, this is a living "father" whose arrival time and allegiance are unknown, a heavenly might beyond prediction!

The second is terrestrial disaster, i. e., the traditional "celestial disaster," also called "Time."

On a small scale, it's a rapidly aging star that could explode at any moment, or a massive black hole that drifts and devours everything in its path.

On a larger scale, it's a universal collapse, the downfall of an entire swath of parallel universes, even the disappearance of a scientific "theorem."

After all, everything has an end; "one plus one equals two" and "Olive can only be expelled from the lower mouth" are no different.

The third is human disaster, the most profound of all, because the most complex aspect of an intelligent life is always its inner self.

One moment he may be a compassionate bodhisattva, risking everything to rescue a child nearly burned alive at a fire scene.

The next moment he becomes an unforgivable demon, brandishing a dagger to force his mother to hand over his winter provisions.

A single thought can become a demon, a single thought can become a Buddha; it is truly unfathomable.

But if that were all, it would still fall far short of being a disaster; the problem is that intelligent life shares two commonalities: "aggregation" and "empathy."

Leaving aside other cases, just on Earth, ancient Europa experienced several bouts of the "mad dance" plague, lasting several hundred years before disappearing.

A massive crowd of ordinarily honest citizens suddenly began uncontrollably gathering to dance, only stopping when their spirit waned and their bodies died.

In the East, after ancient armies set up camp at night, besides enemy raids, the most needed vigilance was against "camp howl incidents."

After all, when a group of highly tense people gather, any slight rustle can trigger panic and even madness among all.

Then come the modern era, those entities etched on the darkest page of human history.

Think carefully, those executioners, before stepping onto another's homeland and raising their slaughter knives, were just ordinary people in the eyes of others.

Moreover today, the campus trend of group crawling, the big‑city craze of "city‑walk," and the flood of influencer cafés and check‑in spots.

And those inherently malicious secret societies, fraud rings, and pyramid schemes that somehow thrive underground.

One person's madness may be a joke, but when a crowd goes mad together, it can drag surrounding people into insanity!

In a sense, this is why the Compassionate Lord is born.

It is also the fundamental reason why the remnants of the Dark Flame Empire, after its collapse, have lingered in Yang Yue's shadow for tens of thousands of years!

Of course, there's another crucial point: Xie Yue, that buggy brain, quietly remains as an intelligent USB drive within Yang Yue.

Ji Ming once thought Apuer's birth was just an accident, after all, Earth also has super maniacs with over twenty personalities.

But unfortunately, according to Xie Yue's account, that Apuer is not an exception and is likely a test subject of the mastermind behind the scenes.

So the one now occupying Deep Capital, who wants to shake hands goodbye with Ji Ming, the Supreme Deity, is not the magical emperor Andongni Nusi he expected.

Nor is it the nineteenth princess Vanessa, whose body he usurped, nor the alchemical commander Erli, who has already clashed with Ji Ming once.

It is also not the Black Hole God and Earth‑shaking God who teamed up to strangle the Holy Light God, nor the Dense Forest Church that mingles with them.

The one trying to spark this second world war is not any single person, but all of them!

Just like the birth of Ci Bei Zhu, those things that have survived since ten thousand years ago united thanks to that U‑disk!

Puff!

Ji Ming, who was originally just listening to a story, now completely lost his composure and almost threw his tea cup away.

Yet he had carefully pondered for a long time, wondering whether the alliance he had to deal with was led by deities or led by the emperor.

It turns out these maniacs are truly insane; to achieve a victory delayed by ten thousand years, their consciousnesses actually merged together.

Deities are the emperor!

The emperor is the deity!

With that, the upheaval in the capital can be explained; those three crown princes and several dukes probably also "voluntarily" joined the alliance.

… huh?

So this magical hive‑mind that can be called An Yan is quite playful, voluntarily putting on a puppet show for everyone, right?

Since the puzzle is solved, as everyone knows, Ji Ming is kind‑hearted and has never been willing to kill.

Moreover, Xie Yue, such an excellent advanced productivity and the strongest chosen worker, never intended to exterminate from the start.

Therefore, after hearing Xie Yue finish the inside story about An Yan, Ji Ming clearly stated his intention to let him off.

But still that line: Ji Ming comes from a higher‑dimensional Earth, is an outsider, a mercenary to the death, and holds no grudge against Xie Yue.

So he actually has no right to speak of forgiveness; that choice forever lies in Yangyue's hands.

The only thing Xie Yue can do is to compensate Yangyue's losses as much as possible, then immediately roll out of the star system where Yangyue resides.

Roll as far as possible and never come back!

"Sure, of course, I couldn't ask for more!"

Xie Yue has long been fed up with this war; now with a Supreme Deity power bank supplying energy, as long as he doesn't die, he can go wherever he wants.

Moreover, whether for support or departure, in these tens of thousands of years Xie Yue has never abandoned contact with the other starships in the fleet.

Coincidentally, not long ago he received a familiar friendly signal from a location over a million light‑years away, and he wants to check it out.

When the Supreme Deity gives the order, his entire Seventh Squad can defect to Ji Ming's side, loyal out of gratitude!

What, you mentioned Ci Bei Zhu?

Sorry, that's a name I've never heard before!

But before all this, we must first find a way to crush the remnants of An Yan.

Hmm…

Ji Ming pondered for a moment and looked at the monster projection still hanging in the air.

"If you recreate these things, can they still be considered Yangyue creatures, recognized by Yangyue's planetary laws?"

Xie Yue caught the Supreme Deity's subtext and hesitantly nodded.

"Probably… after all, your energy is limitless, and I've prepared a ready‑made device; shall we give it a try?"

On the third day of the divine selection's rush to the moon, the lonely Yangyue crouching within the atmosphere suddenly sensed a familiar presence returning from the heavens.

"Whoa, Savior, you actually came back!"

It immediately leapt into Ji Ming's view and began cheerfully typing, but after starting the second sentence it realized something was wrong!

Because, like the final episode of "Ultraman Tiga", Ji Ming's entire body was glowing.

Moreover, this wasn't holy light or thunder light, but the glorious flash that native Yangyue life emits when upgrading to show off!

And that flash occurred not just once, but bubbled out more than twenty times in a row, interspersed with advanced dazzling light.

In other words…

Feeling Ji Ming's constantly rising aura and stats, the Yangyue planet was stunned.

"Ah, why are you suddenly maxed out!?"

"Uh, well…"

No way around it, Yangyue World's "level‑up and advancement" strength‑boosting rule is just too bizarre.

With Xie Yue's help hand‑crafting Production Team legendary creature experience packs, plus Xie Yue's stored massive biological and alchemical knowledge as breakthrough material for alchemists.

After three days of wild monster grinding, Ji Ming, at the moment he returned to Yangyue, actually vaulted from a seventy‑plus level secret mage straight to a max‑level Creator.

Moreover, according to Yangyue's equally bizarre belief system, Double Moon Struggle's tens of millions of players worldwide are his fanatics.

So when his own strength reached the ascension threshold, even a tentative thought managed to ignite the divine fire.

In other words, from now on Ji Ming is not only a savior angel sent down by the Earth Mother from the boundless Upper Realm, a legitimate trans‑dimensional righteous Supreme Deity.

At the same time, he fully complies with Yangyue's regulations, being the fifth existing, the forty‑sixth native Thus we will have Cultivation: Zhen Shen in Yangyue's history, wielding thunder‑light powers.

So…

So the next moment Ji Ming, due to his excessively high energy level, was directly tossed by the world law into his own divine kingdom's dungeon and locked inside.

"Damn!"

He discovered that a random Production Team staff member of Ji Ming had inexplicably spawned beside him: …

Unaware, Ji Ming's head slammed down onto the ground with a thud: …

It's fine, I'm thick‑skinned anyway.

So he nonchalantly got up from the ground, raised both hands.

"Now that we've seen Thus we will have Cultivation: Zhen Shen, why don't we worship!"

It was Ge Ruisen who was more courteous, instantly shaking the leaves covering his whole body and clapping enthusiastically.

"Little God Crops, congratulations to the Supreme Deity elder for achieving the Thus we will have Cultivation: Zhen Shen fruit realm!"

Ah, this is such a strange expression…

Although everyone present, including Ji Ming, couldn't help but mutter criticisms in their hearts.

But with the clever ones taking the lead, the staff still followed Ge Ruisen in worshipping the Supreme Deity.

Anyway, there's no need for money; just have a bit more faith—it's a good thing the boss is thriving, everyone works hard, and surely we can share the meat together.