flstandardbreds Chapter 987 National Creation
Chapter 987 National Creation
The data world's collapse clattered like a galloping horse. Chu Moyao's impact tore through the Arbiter's core, and the code-filled sky shattered like shattered glass. Yun Yao was blown away by the blast, her back slamming into a wall of light composed of readers' comments. The "Go heroine!" and "Death to the villain" chants that had once made her blood boil now transformed into sharp icy spikes, piercing her soul. Chu Mochen's Nascent Soul shattered into tiny specks of light in the torrent, his last smile still frozen on his lips: "Don't look back. Grab the light."
1. Code Refactoring: When Words Become Weapons
Su Yao knelt at the center of the collapse, watching her hands gradually become transparent—a sign that her "author's authority" was resetting. But the expected fear didn't overwhelm her. Instead, a warm power surged from her palms. She looked down and saw the first line of words she had written ten years ago: "Lin Yue opened her eyes and found herself lying on a large carved bed. The lotus flowers embroidered on the quilt had long faded." The words detached from the manuscript paper and transformed into golden chains that entangled the collapsing data stream.
"Ding--"
The computer host emitted a shrill beep, and the 17-inch screen suddenly burst into a radiance like the sun. A three-dimensional projection appeared on Su Yao's keyboard, and each key became a floating text bubble. The comment section of the latest chapter of "Counterattack" was refreshing frantically:
"Let Liu Yan'er establish a sect in the world of cultivation!"
"Chu Mochen's stunning dance in women's clothing is the real highlight!"
"I want to write about Yun Yao opening an online literature training class in modern times!"
The data deluge suddenly stopped, the codes resting on Yun Yao's fingertips like silver butterflies under a spell of immobility. The System Lord's bronze token shattered into countless fragments, each reflecting a different, smaller world: Xiao Cui in the secular world teaching a maid to read, elders from the world of cultivation gathered to discuss the Dao, and Liu Yan'er in a steampunk world adjusting her prosthetic eye—these eyes shone with a light they had never seen before, a light all their own.
2. Character Self-Shaping: The Villain’s Rebirth Code
Liu Yan'er's avatar teetered in the data stream. Her skirt still retained the gold-edged finery of a Divine Palace envoy, but her hair was strewn with the plain silk flowers of her mortal days. Su Yao reached out to grab her fading wrist and discovered that her code contained repeatedly overwritten comments:
// Character number 007, initial setting: A loser who longs to be understood
// 37th revision: Add jealousy attribute and strengthen villain's motivation
// Final version: Delete self-awareness and execute plot tool instructions
"So you've always been here." Yun Yao pressed her fingertips, and the power of the Chaos Godhead flowed in along the data stream. "Remember when you first framed me by the ancient well in the palace, you secretly added Heart Protecting Grass to my medicine? You didn't want me to die at all, you were just afraid that you would never be the protagonist again."
Liu Yan'er's code suddenly exploded with a rainbow of light. Her gold-trimmed gown faded into a pale blue dress, and the divine seal of order between her brows transformed into a pen. She opened her hand, and the interface for the "Character Customization System" appeared in her palm, each option shimmering.
[Appearance Reshaping] [Motivation Rewriting] [Skill Tree Customization]
The lock option at the bottom slowly lights up: [Independent Storyline Application]
"Try this." Su Yao pushed the popular creation terminal towards her. On the screen, a reader was writing a new story for her: "Liu Yan'er's Pharmacist Legend - From Royal Concubine to Alchemist of the Three Realms." In the comment section of the first chapter, a reader wrote: "Actually, you understand the hardships of survival better than the heroine. Keep up the good work!"
3. Fusion of Consciousness: When the Author Becomes the Character
Yun Yao suddenly felt a sharp pain in her temple, and memories flooded back like a tide. She saw Su Yao typing at her desk late at night, the blue light of the keyboard casting dark circles under her eyes. She saw her own panic when she first used the system in the palace. She also saw the "Yun Yao" of countless parallel worlds, some debating with scholars in the court, some commanding fleets on the bridge of a starship, and each of them repeated the same words: "My destiny is not the script of anyone else."
"It turns out that we are one." Su Yao held her hand, and the lines of the Hongmeng Pen appeared on their wrists at the same time. "When I wrote the first word, you had a heartbeat; when you made your first counterattack in the world of cultivation, I received the first contract notice in reality. We are each other's light."
Chu Mochen's Nascent Soul fragments began to reassemble, this time forming no longer a single ball of light, but a sphere woven from tens of millions of multicolored ribbons—each a message from a reader: "Chu Mochen, stop being so arrogant and confess your feelings!" "I want to see the hero plant a ten-mile medicinal field for the heroine." His first words upon opening his eyes were: "So, in the eyes of readers, the tips of my ears turn red when I hug you?"
4. Infinite Bookshelf: Millions of Counterattack Versions
The ground of the Supreme Library cracked with golden lines, and twelve inverted golden towers descended from the sky. However, they were no longer instruments of torture to imprison the godhead, but instead transformed into twelve holographic screens, projecting the plots of different worlds in real time:
Martial Arts Edition: Yun Yao is a female demon with a bounty on her head, while Chu Mochen is a hidden agent of a reputable sect. During their pursuit, they discover the imperial court's plot to wipe out the martial arts world. Comments are flooded with comments like "I suggest you elope on your wedding night!"
Sci-fi version: Chu Moyao pilots the starship "Counterattack" through a wormhole. Liu Yan'er is the mechanical adjutant of the hostile camp. During a mission, she suddenly turns against the enemy and says, "I'm tired of being controlled by programs."
Reality version: Su Yao met a reader with the same name at the annual meeting of online writers. The reader opened his notebook, which was full of Yun Yao's fan art. In the corner was written: "Because the heroine in your novel never gives up, I dared to quit my job and prepare for postgraduate study."
The most shocking thing was the "initial edition" bookshelf that appeared in the center. The covers of each book were constantly changing: one moment it was "The Legend of the World-Traveling Princess' Counterattack," the next it was "Programmer Su Yao's Code Life" and "Interstellar Commander Chu Mochen: On How to Conquer the Chaos God." Yun Yao pulled out a book at random and discovered that the content was a plot she had never imagined: Liu Yan'er founded a "Villain Reemployment Center" in the cultivation world, specializing in teaching evil cultivators to grow spiritual flowers for a living.
5. Reversal Moment: When the System Becomes the Reader
The old woman (System Master), who had once transformed into a point of light, suddenly materialized on the terminal screen. Her attire changed from mechanical to that of a traditional academy principal. In her hands, she held a gold-stamped notebook. "According to the Multiverse Creation Convention, I have transitioned from a task issuer to a story recorder. Now, it's your turn to listen to my story—"
She opened her notebook. The first page depicted the dawn of chaos. A woman wearing a bronze token was creating the first small world. A note beside it read, "Add some twists to this world. For example... have the protagonist forget they're the author." Yun Yao suddenly remembered the chessboard she'd seen in the Divine Palace. It turned out that since the time she'd traveled through time, the so-called "system tasks" had been nothing more than clues left by the higher-ups themselves, so that Yun Yao, who had "forgotten her identity as a Creator God," could truly experience the meaning of a comeback as a mortal.
"So, the current system..." Su Yao pointed to the terminal that was automatically generating reader comments.
"The current system is a miracle you all created together." The old woman closed her notebook, transformed into a ray of light, and merged into the "Citizen Creation Terminal." Her final words echoed in everyone's minds: "Remember, the best story is always in the next chapter, and there is never just one writer."
6. Epilogue: The first storyline created by everyone
When the data world was completely reconstructed, Su Yao's computer desktop had an icon called "Hongmeng Creation Platform". She clicked on it and found that the top of the homepage was the "No System Counterattack" essay contest initiated by Chu Moyao. There were already one million entries, and the most popular one began:
"I'm the least favored concubine in the palace. I have no system, no godhood, and not even a decent spiritual root. But this morning, I saw the wild rose in the corner of the wall bloom its first flower amidst the snow. It turns out the first step to a comeback isn't waiting for a golden finger, but believing you're worthy of blooming."
Yun Yao watched the reader comments scrolling across the screen when she suddenly heard Chu Mochen chuckle behind her. He pointed at the myriad small worlds floating outside the library, each with glowing words floating in the sky. "Those are the plots readers are writing. Look—"
In a palace of an ancient dynasty, the deposed crown prince was reading a handwritten copy of "The Record of Counterattack". Suddenly he looked up and said to his attendants: "Go and call the censors. I want to revise the laws."
In front of a quantum computer in a future city, a programmer is modifying the core code of an AI, referring to the "self-shaping system" architecture that Yun Yao left behind in the data world.
Even in the original secular palace, Xiao Cui's great-granddaughter was squatting by the ancient well, telling her playmates about the legend of the princess's counterattack. At the end, she suddenly added, "Later, she also taught us that every girl can write her own story."
Liu Yan'er's new role is as a guide for the "Character Self-Creation System." Currently, she's helping a transparent character solidify its form. It's a supporting character, once deleted by the author, now receiving a second chance at life through a reader vote. "Don't be nervous," she asks, handing over a pen formed from a stream of data. "How would you like to write your first line?"
As dusk fell on the library, Yun Yao, Su Yao, and Chu Mochen sat side by side on the highest steps, watching countless points of light flicker across the multiverse—those were tens of millions of souls on the rise, tens of millions of pens rewriting fate. Chu Mochen suddenly grasped Yun Yao's hand and wrote a line of small words on her palm. Those were the words she had secretly carved on his jade pendant during their first mission in the cultivation world:
"The story never ends, because every time someone dares to pick up a pen, it's a new beginning."
(End of this chapter)