bookbashuk Chapter 128 The Monkey King Must Go on a Journey to the West? Let's Tear Off This Page First.
Chapter 128 The Monkey King Must Go on a Journey to the West? Let's Tear Off This Page First.
The mountaintop fell silent for a moment.
That page of old text hung in mid-air, its black characters pressing down on one's senses.
—After the stone monkey leaves the mountain, it must escort the pilgrims on their journey to the west, and must not deviate from the original text or rewrite it.
The word "must" is like two nails, driven directly into everyone's eyes.
Dingwen stood under the golden seal, flicked his sleeve, and spoke in a very loud voice.
"Did you see it clearly?"
"This is not something your Flower Fruit Mountain made up."
"This is the original text from the old book; it's the correct path that was established long ago."
He stared at Sun Wukong, a smirk playing on his lips.
"No matter how much trouble you cause or how good you are at fighting, you're still just a monkey in a book."
"If you don't go on the pilgrimage, who gave you permission not to?"
"If you don't protect Tang Sanzang, who will give you the audacity to change the play?"
"Your character is born to walk this path. You can't skip a single step, you can't make a single mistake."
Bajie gritted his teeth upon hearing this and grabbed his rake, ready to go up.
"You son of a bitch—"
Chen Fan raised his hand to stop him.
"Let the monkeys tell you."
All eyes turned to them.
Sun Wukong looked up at the page.
His face was expressionless.
The more this happens, the more unsettling it becomes.
Dingwen thought he was being suppressed, and his laughter became even colder.
"What, you're afraid to speak now?"
"Weren't you just being very arrogant?"
"Now that the old text is right here, can you still deny it?"
Sun Wukong suddenly grinned.
The smile wasn't very bright.
It's cold.
He raised his hand, pointed at the page with his golden cudgel, and said only one sentence.
"I haven't acted in a long time."
With those words, the entire mountain seemed to have been struck hard with a stick.
Pigsy was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter, laughing so hard he bent over.
"Good! Monkey King, that's a good line!"
The Bull Demon King slapped his leg.
"happy!"
Even those who had just come to Huaguo Mountain to leave their registers felt their eyelids twitch.
Dingwen's smile froze.
"What did you say?"
Sun Wukong took a step forward.
"I told you, I stopped acting a long time ago."
"Your lousy arrangements are best left to whoever wants to take them."
"A pilgrimage? An escort mission? Following the old route?"
"I was imprisoned under the Five Finger Mountain for five hundred years, and I saw through it long ago."
"You wrote it all down, then shoved it at me, and you expect me to be grateful?"
He spoke closer and closer, and with a flick of his wrist, the golden cudgel struck the ground with a loud thud.
"When I caused trouble in the Heavenly Palace back then, you all said I was arrogant."
"When I was trapped under the mountain, you all said I deserved it."
"Now that I've come out on my own and don't live according to what you wrote, you say I'm wrong."
"You're always right, no matter what."
"Then why should I reason with you?"
All around was deathly quiet.
Many of those who wanted to leave their registers were already hesitant.
These words sounded like they were spoken on their behalf.
Dingwen's face turned pale, and he pointed at Sun Wukong.
"How dare you!"
"The old article is here. You think you can overturn the original plan just by saying you're not going to perform?"
"Who do you think you are!"
Sun Wukong raised his eyelids.
"The Great Sage Equal to Heaven"
Is that enough?
Dingwen felt a lump in his throat and almost couldn't get a word in edgewise.
Some people around couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The laughter, once it started, was like a fire being lit.
A burst of laughter erupted from Huaguo Mountain.
"Well said!"
"Exactly, whoever makes the rules has to do the right thing?"
"Old books are worthless!"
Dingwen's face darkened, and he suddenly raised his hand, causing the old text in the air to emit a dark light.
The writing suddenly trembled and pressed down on Sun Wukong's head.
"You have no choice but to admit it!"
"As long as the old articles exist, you can't escape this identity!"
Chen Fan had been staring at that page of paper, and finally moved.
"This is what we've been waiting for."
He stepped forward and placed the black and white mark onto the eukaryotic light screen.
"True core, retrieve the current judgment standard."
hum.
The white light in mid-air immediately unfolded, transforming into a screen of light ten feet high.
The lines of text flashed by quickly.
[Old text constraint validation in progress]
[Target: Sun Wukong]
[Current Status: Registration Completed]
[Identity Anchor: Free Anchor has been connected]
[Conflict item: Forced execution of the old path]
Dingwen stared at the light screen and sneered.
"Investigating won't help."
"The old text is superior to your petty tricks."
"Sun Wukong was born to be the protector of the pilgrims; this is the main theme."
"The main storyline cannot be abandoned."
Chen Fan ignored him and focused only on the true core.
"I am applying to submit a new certificate."
[Submittable]
Chen Fan raised his hand and pointed directly at Sun Wukong.
"Evidence name: Proof of refusal to perform."
Upon hearing these four words, not only was Dingwen stunned, but even Bajie was taken aback.
"Old Chen, can this really be used as evidence?"
Chen Fan didn't turn his head back.
"Why not?"
"The constraints imposed by old regulations are essentially the forced designation of role behavior."
"Now I'll present a fact."
"The actor himself has made it clear that he has refused to continue playing the role."
"And the refusal to comply has already been made, not just a verbal complaint."
"The monkey didn't protect Tang Sanzang on the old path, didn't return to the original place, and didn't recognize the old records. This is ready-made proof."
After he finished speaking, he looked at the true core.
"submit."
The eukaryote flashed suddenly.
[New Evidence Entry: Evidence of Refusal to Perform]
[Begin reversing old text constraints]
The old text in the air suddenly trembled.
The black characters above looked as if they had been cut open by an invisible blade, and the edges began to curl.
Dingwen's eyes widened in surprise.
"That's impossible!"
"How could an old post be washed away by something like this!"
Chen Fan sneered.
"What are you most afraid of when writing scripts?"
"What I fear most is an actor flipping the table on the spot."
"Sun Wukong is not the ink you write on paper."
"He's standing here now, saying with his own words that he won't act."
"How are you going to suppress him with that piece of paper?"
Dingwen roared and raised both hands simultaneously.
"Even if you can't control him alone, you can control the overall trend!"
"True Core, don't forget, he's a main character. The Journey to the West storyline can't be interrupted!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the words on the True Core light screen appeared again.
[Hedge results are being generated]
[Old text constraints: partially invalid]
[Single target's refusal to participate is confirmed]
[Sun Wukong's old path was forcibly reduced]
[Judgment: Permitted to leave original performance duties]
The mountaintop was silent for a moment, then exploded.
Pigsy, holding his rake, laughed so hard his throat cracked.
"It's done! It really worked!"
The Bull Demon King laughed heartily, his laughter shaking the clouds.
"What excellent proof of refusing to perform!"
"That's a pretty cunning method, Old Niu likes it!"
The demons of Flower Fruit Mountain were all in an uproar.
"The old text was pushed back by Monkey King himself!"
"I never knew it could be broken like this!"
"That slap really landed on the face!"
Dingwen's face paled slightly, then he spoke sternly again.
"Quiet!"
"You're celebrating too soon!"
He stared intently at the light screen, as if he had grasped the last rope.
"Look behind you!"
Everyone was taken aback and looked over.
Sure enough, there was another line of text popping out of the core.
However, its applicability to certain groups is insufficient.
The new certificate currently only applies to individual refusals to perform.
[Cannot directly override similar roles, related side quests, or existing group constraints]
[Further evidence is needed]
Pigsy's smile was stuck on his face.
"What do you mean?"
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.
He understood.
The monkey's personal problems are solved.
But that's not enough.
Huaguo Mountain is now taking in more than just Sun Wukong.
Mountain God, River God, former servant, mount, wandering immortal, demon king.
These people are all leaving their books.
Each of them may be carrying an old text on their person.
The monkey's simple statement, "I'm not performing anymore," can only create one opening.
It's not possible to tear open the wound for everyone yet.
Dingwen seemed to come alive and burst into laughter.
"Did you see that!"
"Sun Wukong is special; you could say you managed to exploit a loophole."
"What about the others?"
"Do those mountain gods still have to guard the mountains?"
"Do those river gods still have to guard the river?"
"Should those mounts return to their master's kneeling position?"
"You can save one monkey, but can you really save all the unregistered people?"
The faster he spoke, the spittle higher his voice became, as if he were trying to recover all the face he had just lost.
"Doesn't Huaguo Mountain (a place known for its elaborate trials) like to hold court?"
"Open it!"
"Each of you has an old document, each of you has a lawsuit, and the trial will go on forever!"
"In the end, we still have to accept it."
Those few words immediately dampened the previously lively atmosphere by half.
Those who had left their registers did not look too happy.
Someone instinctively took a step back.
Someone clutched the old talisman in their hand.
Yes.
Monkey King can withstand it.
where are they?
They don't have the same abilities as Monkey King.
Chen Fan glanced around, taking in everyone's reactions.
He suddenly laughed.
Dingwen felt a chill run down his spine from laughing.
"What are you laughing at?"
Chen Fan turned his head and looked at him.
I laugh at your stupidity.
"You've delivered the road to me yourself."
Dingwen was taken aback.
"What do you mean?"
Chen Fan didn't answer, but took a few steps forward and stood in front of the group of people who had left their books.
His voice wasn't loud, but everyone on the mountaintop could hear it clearly.
"Did you all understand?"
"A single person refusing to perform is a valid reason."
"What's missing then?"
"It's not that the reasoning isn't sound."
"There aren't enough people."
"The old system can still hold on because it still dares to say that the monkey is just an exception, and others are not."
As he said this, he pointed to the large group of people who had sold their books.
"Then don't give it a chance to play dumb."
"Today, I won't be the only one refusing to perform."
"Today, we're doing this for a group of people."
"Didn't you come here to ask to be removed from the register?"
"Now, I'll give you the second step."
"Request for collective refusal to perform."
The moment those five words were spoken, the mountaintop fell silent.
The crowd erupted in chaos the next instant.
"collective?"
"This actually works?"
"Shall we apply together?"
Bajie's eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh hard.
"Exactly! Interrogating them one by one is too slow; let's just take them all down at once!"
The Bull Demon King grinned.
"This is more like the way Flower Fruit Mountain is."
Dingwen, however, reacted as if his tail had been stepped on, and immediately shouted, "Absurd!"
"The old documents are all different, and the old positions each have their own affiliations; how can they be reviewed together!"
Chen Fan didn't even look at him.
"You say no, so you can't?"
"You just said that all these people have to go back to their original positions, walk the old paths, and be recognized by the old records."
"If oppressing others is one thing, then why can't resisting be another?"
He turned and looked at the group of people who had left their books.
"I won't make decisions for you."
"You can choose for yourselves."
"Those who want to go back, leave now."
"Those who want to continue working for the old clerks should also retire."
"Those who stay, join me in saying three things to the Eukaryote."
The crowd began to stir.
The mountain god with the broken horn at the front gritted his teeth and was the first to step forward.
"I'll go first."
He ripped the investiture plaque from his waist and threw it to the ground.
With a snap.
The sign was cracked in one corner.
He looked up at the true core and spoke slowly and deliberately.
"I'm not going back to where I was."
After he finished speaking, the River God next to him also came out, his sleeves still wet, his face full of fierceness.
"I won't follow the old path."
Next up was a blue ox mount with an old bell hanging around its neck.
It suddenly shook its head, breaking the bell. The sound trembled, but the bell was held firmly in its jaws.
"I don't recognize old records."
The moment those three sentences were uttered, the meaning of the people behind them was revealed.
One.
Three.
ten.
Dozens.
More and more people are moving forward.
The mountain god threw the token on the ground.
The River God threw the old seal into the mud.
The immortal mount broke the lock ring with its hooves.
A former servant of the Tianma Bureau roared with red eyes until his neck was thick.
"I've raised horses for the Heavenly Court for three hundred years, and I haven't even earned a name!"
"You still want me to go back?"
"Go back my ass!"
He smashed his old service badge to pieces and shouted at the true core.
"Don't go back to where you were!"
The people behind them shouted along.
"Don't follow the old path!"
"We don't recognize old records!"
The sound grew louder and louder.
Even the mountain winds couldn't suppress it.
The entire Flower and Fruit Mountain seemed to be lifted up by this breath.
The eukaryotes began to vibrate violently.
The words on the light screen were jumping wildly.
[A unified will of the group was detected]
[Multi-source old site rejection detected]
[Group application criteria are being generated]
[Rules draft under development]
Dingwen's face changed completely.
He hurriedly raised his hand, trying to press the old page of text down.
"Stop!"
"Stop right there!"
"Do you know what you're doing?!"
No one cares about him.
Sun Wukong stood at the very front, slamming his golden cudgel into the ground.
Boom!
That sound is more effective than anything else.
The people behind shouted even louder.
"We're not going back to where we were!"
"We won't follow the old path!"
"We don't recognize old records!"
Dingwen took two steps back, his forehead beaded with sweat.
He stared intently at the true core light screen, still trying to keep up a brave front.
"It's no use...it's no use..."
"The old system wouldn't recognize this kind of thing..."
Chen Fan was also watching.
He could sense that this time, the true core was different.
It's not simply a matter of judging a monkey.
Instead, they are writing a new rule.
Once this rule is implemented, Flower Fruit Mountain will no longer be able to exploit loopholes.
Instead, it truly introduced provisions that clashed with the old system.
The light screen suddenly lit up.
A new line of text slowly emerged.
[Draft of Rule 2 generated]
If similar old positions exist in a group...
The text hasn't finished displaying yet.
A sharp cracking sound suddenly came from the outer layer of the Heavenly Gate.
scoff-
It was as if someone had torn a layer of paper open from a higher position.
Immediately afterwards, a crimson annotation slammed in, pressing down on the true core light screen.
The handwriting was bright red, exuding a strong sense of murderous intent.
Recommendation rejected
Chapter 256 External Intervention, Agent Arrives
The moment that crimson annotation pressed down, the entire Flower and Fruit Mountain seemed to sink.
The true core light screen first flashed violently, then it was as if it had been hit by a blunt object. The second draft rule was directly stuck, with the second half of the sentence hanging in mid-air, neither going up nor down.
If similar old positions exist in a group...
That's all.
Pigsy cursed first.
"Which bastard is so arrogant as to write a rejection notice directly on our heads?"
Sun Wukong looked up at the sky, and his golden cudgel slowly rose up.
"They are not from the Heavenly Court."
After he said that, the surroundings fell silent.
Chen Fan did not respond.
He stared at the crimson annotation, the black and white marks on the back of his hand burning hotter and hotter, making his skin throb.
next moment.
Another crack appeared in the sky.
It's not a cloud split.
It's like paper being torn apart from the outside by hand.
scoff-
As soon as the crack opened, the light from the sky became distorted. It wasn't the celestial or Buddhist light of the Three Realms; it was pale and cold as a knife's edge. First, a line of words fell into the crack, then a human figure appeared.
The figure had no feet, as if it were standing in mid-air, or perhaps just a projection.
The figure was blurry.
You can't even see their faces clearly.
The sound was very clear, cold and without any fluctuation.
"Outer review process taken over."
"Current sample, number deviation."
"The unlawful continuation is established."
"Now performing recycling, reset, and verification."
As soon as these words were spoken, the demon soldiers on the mountaintop went into a frenzy.
"Recycle what?"
"Reset whom?"
"What is he saying?"
Even Tang Sanzang raised his head, his eyelids twitching heavily.
Chen Fan understood.
Not only did he understand it, but he also gleaned something even more ruthless from those few sentences.
This isn't something you can reason with.
They're here to liquidate.
The projection slowly lowered its eyes, its gaze falling on Chen Fan's hand.
"Prioritize clearing illegal interfaces."
The voice just fell.
A white line pierced straight down from the crack in the sky.
fast.
too fast.
It was faster than Yang Jian's knife, and even faster than the strokes of a pen when finalizing a draft.
The thread didn't go towards Chen Fan's neck or his heart; it was aimed directly at the black and white mark on the back of his hand.
It didn't intend to kill anyone.
It's an attempt to extricate Chen Fan from this situation.
"Old Chen!"
As soon as Bajie roared, Chen Fan raised his hand.
The kernel explodes brightly in your palm.
boom!
The white line collided with the black and white mark, and Chen Fan slid backward three zhang (approximately 10 meters), the stone surface beneath his feet cracking all the way, and sparks flying from the soles of his shoes.
The skin on the back of his hand split open on the spot.
The blood didn't flow down; it was swept away by the white line as soon as it surfaced.
The projected sound remained cold.
"Interface stripping in progress."
"Sample operator privileges are being revoked."
Sun Wukong's eyes flashed coldly, and with a sway of his body, he soared into the sky.
"Get down here!"
He swung the golden cudgel in a wide arc and smashed it down.
As a result, the projection didn't even try to dodge.
The stick's shadow passed through.
It's like hitting a layer of empty words.
The next instant, a beam of white light descended from the crack, slamming directly into Sun Wukong's shoulder. The monkey paused in mid-air, then flipped and landed, his foot sinking so hard that it carved a crater into the rock.
The entire audience gasped.
The methods used to subdue monkeys directly are no longer common in the Three Realms.
The Bull Demon King took a step forward, carrying his iron cudgel, his face grim.
"This bastard doesn't put in any effort."
"Not a physical entity."
Chen Fan's arm felt numb, and the marks on the back of his hand had begun to fade.
The eukaryote is generating a lot of errors.
【warning】
[Unauthorized outer layer removal in progress]
Interface disconnection rate: 29%
[31%]
[35%]
If the price keeps rising, Chen Fan won't even have the right to stand at the poker table, let alone participate in the later rounds.
The projection contained not a single unnecessary word.
"The sample source is abnormal."
"The character is seriously deviated from the intended role."
"Reset immediately".
It raised its hand.
Countless thin white lines suddenly fell over Huaguo Mountain, as if someone was revising a manuscript from a higher place, drawing lines downwards one by one.
Where the white line swept across, the rocks began to blur, the banners began to turn white, and even the shadows of a few little demons flickered, as if they might be erased from this page at any moment.
The white dragon's expression changed.
"It is changing the existing record."
Pigsy got anxious.
"What the hell? It just wipes people out?"
"Stop them!"
"What can we use to stop it?" the Bull Demon King roared, veins bulging on his forehead. "We can't even hit it with our sticks!"
Chen Fan suddenly spoke.
"Master."
Tang Sanzang suddenly looked at him.
Chen Fan's voice was soft, but he spoke very quickly.
"Upload samples."
"The first precedent. Now."
Tang Sanzang was stunned for a moment, but after he realized what was happening, his eyes changed immediately.
He didn't ask why.
I don't have time to ask now.
He pulled the new booklet directly from his sleeve, flipped to the first page, and slammed his pen down hard.
"The Huaguoshan unregistered group case is the first precedent, and an application has been made for external review and filing."
The sound fell.
The eukaryotic image suddenly grasped a lifeline and burst into bright light.
A black and white beam of light shot up from the scroll and directly hit the figure.
The projection paused for the first time.
The white line paused for a moment.
Chen Fan gritted his teeth, pressed his palm against the still-burning mark, and roared into the sky.
"Didn't you come here to proofread?"
"The sample has already been submitted; do you dare not review it?"
The entire room fell silent.
Bajie blinked, immediately realized what was happening, slapped his thigh, and shouted.
"Yeah, aren't you the one interrogating? Look at the stuff first!"
"Who goes around killing the operator right off the bat!"
"That's what happens to you!"
Sun Wukong also laughed, but it was a cold laugh.
"If you dare to use the rules to intimidate us, then you should follow the rules first."
The projection hovered below the crack, surrounded by a ring of white light.
Clearly, it hadn't expected Chen Fan to be so strong.
Following its method, first peel off the interface, then wipe people off, and the sample will naturally disperse.
However, Tang Seng's actions dragged the matter into the review process.
If it doesn't conduct a review, it's slapping itself in the face.
The eukaryotic light curtain popped up again.
[Outer review process triggered]
Sample submitted successfully
[Current Request: Review before Adjudication]
Chen Fan felt a sense of relief in his chest, and almost swallowed the blood in his mouth.
Bet right.
This thing has high authority.
But it also has to stay within its own boundaries.
The projection remained silent for two breaths.
Then, a beam of white light fell from its hand, directly snatching the case sample from Tang Sanzang's hand.
The pages unfold automatically in mid-air.
The above describes the unregistered movement of Huaguo Mountain, the resistance of the old group, the anchor of freedom, and the conflict between the old text's judgment on the stone monkey's forced journey to the West.
It sees very quickly.
It was so fast it was like I only glanced at it.
But the further they looked, the more the people of Huaguo Mountain could feel that the white lines falling around them were slowing down.
Read one page.
The projection finally spoke again.
"The sample is valid."
"It has value in recording."
"But there are instances of overstepping authority."
These four words were spoken.
Tang Sanzang frowned.
"What kind of overstepping of authority?"
The projector ignored him and continued speaking.
"Characters autonomously deviate from the original main storyline. The sample operator guides the collective deviation and forms a self-established draft rule."
"This exceeds the scope of a single-segment correction."
"This constitutes unauthorized expansion."
The Bull Demon King was furious and immediately started cursing.
"Bullshit."
"Is it an overreach of authority for a person not to want to be a dog?"
"You call what you've decided the final draft?"
The surrounding area around Huaguo Mountain immediately echoed this sentiment.
"right!"
"Why should we keep writing it as before!"
"These old books have been sitting on us for so many years!"
The projection swept across the room coldly, and the surrounding sounds seemed to be suppressed by a hand, instantly becoming much quieter.
It fixed its gaze on Chen Fan.
"You are the source of the deviation."
"Illegal interface holder".
"You are not qualified to define the sample boundaries."
Chen Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and instead smiled.
"I'm not qualified?"
"Do you have it?"
"Are you here to proofread, or to participate?"
Chen Fan uttered the last seven words, one by one, directly.
This time, everyone on the mountain understood.
Tang Sanzang's eyes lit up instantly.
He immediately responded.
"right."
"If you're just adjudicating, then speak according to samples, precedents, and the articles of law."
"If you personally handle things like patching interfaces, changing characters, and suppressing rules."
"Then this is your fate."
Eukaryotic cells have been waiting for this statement for a long time.
As soon as the two finished speaking, the light screen suddenly exploded with a large black and white text.
[Record established]
The outer layer interference record is valid.
[Reviewers proactively intervened within the sample]
[Proofreading neutrality is questionable]
boom!
For the first time, the white light surrounding the projection became chaotic.
It's very mild.
But everyone saw it.
Pigsy's eyes lit up, and he patted his belly and laughed wildly.
"Hahaha, caught him!"
"You pretentious bastard, you're no better than a filthy dog!"
Sun Wukong, carrying his staff, grinned, revealing his teeth.
"So you're also afraid of keeping accounts."
The projected sound finally cooled down a bit, no longer as flat as before.
"Record invalid."
The true core immediately bounced back a line of text.
[Rejection Failed]
The interference has been documented.
Chen Fan, on the contrary, managed to stand firm.
The mark on the back of my hand is still faint, but it is no longer fading away.
His second gamble also paid off.
As long as the eukaryote holds onto the record of "outer layer interference," the other party can no longer wipe it out as easily as before.
It needs to be explained first.
The explanation is simply stalling.
Delay is Chen Fan's opportunity.
Chen Fan looked up; his voice wasn't loud, but it carried very clearly.
"You say we overstepped our authority."
"And what about you?"
"With just one sentence of illegal continuation, you can have your sample retrieved and your role reset."
"Is this what you call proofreading?"
"Isn't this called deleting books?"
The mountain was quiet at first.
Then, a huge explosion occurred.
"Delete the book!"
"He wants to delete us!"
"Fuck him!"
Even the mountain gods, river gods, and former servants who had just arrived to be released from their posts turned pale, took a half step back, and looked at the sky with fear and anger in their eyes.
They originally thought this was just a matter between Huaguo Mountain and the old system.
Only now did they understand.
If this thing is really to be operated on, no one can escape.
If you don't listen, I'll reset it.
If you don't agree with the draft, we'll delete it.
The projection remained silent for a moment, then suddenly raised its hand.
"The controversy surrounding the sample has escalated."
"Request entity verification."
As soon as he said those words, Chen Fan's heart sank.
wrong.
This bastard is going to flip the table.
The crack in the sky suddenly burst open to both sides.
This time it's not just words and light.
A real shadow slowly emerged from the depths of the crack.
What came out first was a hand.
The hand was very white, with long, slender fingers that seemed to peek out from behind the paper. The back of the hand was completely bloodless, yet a pen was pressed between the knuckles.
It's not the same branch as Tang Sanzang's.
It's not the one that's officially designated either.
The pen was longer and darker, with a ring of dark red lines pressed into its tip. The moment it appeared, the true core light screen seemed to have encountered its natural enemy, collapsing an inch downwards.
High-privilege writer detected
[Permission Level: Higher than the current judgment pen]
Tang Sanzang's expression changed immediately.
He stared intently at the pen, his Adam's apple bobbing.
"It has higher authority than mine."
Pigsy's smile froze on his face.
The Bull Demon King tightened his grip on his staff.
Sun Wukong took a step forward, touched the ground with the tip of his staff, and a fierce glint slowly appeared in his eyes.
Chen Fan looked up at the crack, his back covered in cold sweat.
For the first time, the projection finally lowered its head like a "person".
"Let me reintroduce you."
"The outer layer proofreader has arrived."
"Now, proceed with the substantive review and revision."
From the crack, half of the hand was fully extended.
The black pen slowly fell, its tip aimed at Chen Fan's name.
Chapter 257 Two Pens, Who Can Define It?
The moment the black pen fell, it was as if the entire sky had been held down.
The pen tip didn't touch Chen Fan's name.
It's still three inches away.
Chen Fan's forehead was already beaded with sweat.
It's not fear.
Within those three inches, there lies a force capable of instantly destroying a person.
Above the crack, the outer layer of the proofreader looked down, his face as if covered by a sheet of paper, his features indistinct, but his voice was very cold.
"Sample submitters overstepped their authority by creating unauthorized anchor points, triggering a wave of unregistered submissions."
"The mastermind is Chen Fan."
"It is recommended to revise it to 'focus on erasing'."
The moment the last two words were uttered, the entire Flower and Fruit Mountain erupted in chaos.
"You're talking nonsense!"
Pigsy swung his nine-toothed rake, ready to charge.
The Bull Demon King grabbed him, his veins bulging on his hand.
"Don't touch it, something's wrong with that pen."
Sun Wukong strode in front of Chen Fan, his golden cudgel held horizontally, sparks flying from his eyes.
"Anyone who wants to write about me, Old Sun, should ask this stick first."
The substitute proofreader didn't even look at him.
The black pen twirled gently.
A red line suddenly appeared in the sky.
The line was like a knife, cutting straight towards the golden cudgel.
clang!
A crisp sound.
Sun Wukong's arm sank, and half of the stone platform beneath his feet collapsed, with rubble falling down in a shower.
The demons surrounding the anchor retreated in unison, their faces turning pale.
Even the mountain gods and river gods who had just come to the Heavenly Gate seeking to be released from their regalia were completely dumbfounded.
One stroke.
It's just a single stroke.
He forced Sun Wukong back half a step.
The acting proofreader said calmly, "Proofreading isn't a contest of magic."
"I changed the sentences."
"For people like you, you need to be literate first, then you need to be physically attractive."
"If the writing style is changed, people should naturally change as well."
That's a really harsh statement.
Pigsy's teeth were clenched so tightly they were making a grinding sound.
"Damn it, so all we've lived for is a few lines of nonsense in your mouth?"
"Broken characters?"
The man seemed to chuckle.
"If you were not the author, where would the page numbers come from, where would the old cases come from, where would the original judgments come from?"
This time, even the little demon who had been screaming the loudest just now fell silent.
He was absolutely right.
The battles at Huaguo Mountain lately have been a constant struggle between old regulations and new rules.
Chen Fan stared at the black pen, his mind racing.
The other party wasn't there to smash things up.
It's to define the nature of the problem.
Once the phrase "key elimination" is implemented, Chen Fan will no longer be a rebel, but rather a flawed example that must be eliminated.
Even the true core might not be able to protect it at that time.
Just then, Tang Sanzang, who had been standing at the back, suddenly stepped out.
He did not chant the Buddha's name.
I didn't even look at the black pen.
He glanced at Chen Fan first.
"This humble monk has come."
Chen Fan was taken aback.
"Master?"
Pigsy got anxious.
"Master, what are you doing up there? That guy can change a person with a single stroke!"
Tang Sanzang didn't turn around, he just flicked his sleeve.
The next instant, a pen emerged from his palm.
It's not black.
It's an old gold color.
The brush handle is thin, and the brush tip is long, as if it were drawn from the depths of a scripture scroll.
The moment the pen was drawn, the True Core Light Screen trembled.
A ring of light gold patterns lit up around the main anchor of Huaguo Mountain.
Chen Fan's eyes twitched.
Holding a pen.
Previously, I had always been involved in auxiliary recording, assisting in drafting the draft, writing supplementary information, and providing corroborating evidence.
Today, Tang Sanzang held it very firmly.
The substitute proofreader finally lowered his head and glanced at him.
"You dare to even pick up a pen?"
Tang Sanzang walked up to Chen Fan and stood still.
"This humble monk requests permission to write an appendix with Your Excellency to define the nature of the matter."
These words caused an uproar throughout the mountain.
Write it?
Writing in parallel with the outer agent?
Even the Bull Demon King took a breath.
Bajie blinked, as if he didn't understand.
"Master, is this... a challenge to a calligraphy contest?"
Sun Wukong, carrying his staff, slowly grinned.
"That's interesting."
On the crack, the proofreader heard a joke.
"You are a character in the scriptures."
"These are fixed names in the Journey to the West storyline."
"You've already crossed the line by being able to protect yourself."
"Do you also want to define the outer layer?"
"Who gave you the guts?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he drew a line with a black pen.
A line of annotation appeared directly in the air.
[Tang Sanzang: He only has the qualification to record the proceedings as a juror, and has no independent authority to determine the nature of the case]
As soon as those words appeared, the golden pen in Tang Sanzang's hand sank.
Two fine cracks appeared on the stone surface beneath his feet.
Pigsy was terrified.
"Oh no, he's restricting Master's authority."
Chen Fan's eyes turned cold.
This isn't a verbal argument.
This is a direct deduction of identity.
If Tang Sanzang is indeed deemed "qualified only to record jury proceedings," then he will have to be mindful of others' opinions even when writing drafts.
The initiative that has just been gained will be immediately taken back.
The substitute proofreader's voice was even colder.
"Step back."
"Don't let yourself lose even your footnotes."
The whole mountain was silent.
Everyone was looking at Tang Sanzang.
Tang Sanzang did not retreat.
He raised his head, his face still calm, and his voice was barely audible.
"You say this humble monk cannot maintain his composure."
"Then this humble monk will first cite an old case."
The person acting as proofreader seemed not to have reacted yet.
"What did you say?"
Tang Sanzang raised his brush and made a dot in mid-air.
"Adjustment, appendix to the case file of the gray-robed sutra-observing practitioner."
As the sound faded, the True Core Light Screen suddenly unfolded.
It's not a draft.
This is not a rules page.
It's an old case.
The scroll was pulled open with a whoosh, revealing dense gray text, with the appendix at the very end shining the brightest.
Tang Sanzang raised his hand and pointed.
"read."
The true core has actually begun to be announced.
[The gray-robed observer was present during the critical revision period, aware of the anomaly, but failed to issue a warning, intervene, or submit any objections.]
[Appendix characterization: Observing without speaking is considered complicity pending trial.]
Upon hearing these two sentences, the proofreader's black pen paused for a moment.
Just this once.
Chen Fan's eyes lit up.
There's a chance!
Bajie was stunned at first, then slapped his thigh and shouted.
"Yes! There's an old case!"
"Didn't you say that Master has no authority?"
"Who retrieved this case file?"
The mountain god and river god who were watching also realized what was happening.
Everyone was staring at the light screen.
"Can he access the appendix?"
"That's not something an ordinary recorder could touch, is it?"
"This monk... his permissions are wrong!"
The voice of the substitute proofreader became slightly more erratic for the first time.
Where did you obtain the citation rights?
Tang Sanzang looked at him.
"It's not about getting it."
"It's always been there. I just used it today."
After saying that, he moved the golden pen in his hand forward another half inch.
The eukaryotic light curtain suddenly lit up.
Immediately afterwards, a new line of text appeared.
[The author, Tang Sanzang, has been confirmed to have the right to cite the case files.]
Permission verification passed
[Privilege level being upgraded]
The words jumped out one by one, like slaps to the crack.
Pigsy was so happy he almost jumped for joy.
"He got promoted! He really got promoted!"
The Bull Demon King grinned and slapped his thigh hard.
"Good monk, you usually keep a low profile, but today you've really gone all out."
Sun Wukong looked up at the crack and chuckled.
"I knew it, the old monk wasn't just for show."
Although the face of the acting proofreader was not clearly visible, his breathing was noticeably heavy.
The line of annotation he had just pressed down was starting to look blurry.
Tang Sanzang didn't give him a chance to catch his breath.
"You just said that I am merely a character in the scriptures and have no right to define the external world."
"This humble monk will now ask you a question."
"The gray-robed sutra-observing person can await trial by 'observing without speaking'."
"Since you personally came to Huaguo Mountain today and submitted the interference sample with a proofreading pen, shouldn't that also be included in the appendix?"
The moment those words were uttered, the entire room erupted in chaos.
ruthless.
It's too cruel.
Chen Fan mentally exclaimed, "Beautiful!"
This is not just a rebuttal.
This is a direct attempt to overturn the verdict and frame the person.
You're using the old system to pressure me.
I'll judge you according to the old system.
The acting proofreader said coldly, "I'm just a proofreader; I'm not involved."
Tang Sanzang nodded.
"Then this humble monk will complete the writing."
He raised his pen, and with a single stroke in the air, the characters were written much faster and harder than usual.
[Addendum: All submissions of interference samples are considered as participation.]
The moment the last four characters were written, the entire Flower and Fruit Mountain trembled.
The application for eukaryotic research was not rejected.
The eukaryote was directly stamped.
[Supplementary statement valid]
[Incorporated into temporary judgment]
Above the crack, above the head of the acting proofreader, a line of red text appeared for the first time.
Bright red.
It's blinding.
[Status: Under Investigation]
Pigsy's mouth gaped open, and the next moment he burst out laughing.
"Hahaha! There's blood on your head!"
The Bull Demon King pointed to the sky, laughing so hard his shoulders shook.
"Just a moment ago they were so high and mighty, now they're awaiting trial!"
The mountain gods and river gods who were watching were in an uproar.
"Can they really sentence those in power?"
"Huaguo Mountain is about to be turned upside down!"
"Can the person who keeps the books really judge you?"
"This monk—no, this writer—has actually stood up!"
Sun Wukong slammed his golden cudgel on the ground, looked up, and started cursing.
"Keep pretending."
"Weren't you writing quite well just now?"
"Do you like the look of that line of text above your head now?"
The acting proofreader did not speak immediately.
The black pen hovered in mid-air, its tip trembling slightly.
It's not fear.
It's like suppressing fire.
Chen Fan stared at the deficit above his head and felt that half of the breath in his chest had finally been released.
It became.
Tang Sanzang overcame the biggest hurdle in this chapter.
From supplementary records to case file citations, and then to provisional characterization.
He was just one step away from being able to write directly with the top-level writers.
And that step has already been taken today.
Tang Sanzang did not stop.
He looked at the substitute proofreader and continued to deliver the final blow.
"You hold a proofreading pen; you can correct the words and sentences."
"This humble monk holds the pen today; I may cite old cases or add them to the appendix."
"Both of us are writing."
"Then stop putting on that superior attitude."
"You keep the accounts."
"Even this humble monk can judge you."
As the last sentence fell, the entire mountain fell silent.
Then, with a deafening roar, it exploded completely.
"good!"
"Write him to death!"
"Try being crazy again!"
Pigsy howled and roared, wishing he could throw his rake into the sky to celebrate.
Chen Fan laughed.
That's no joke.
That's ruthless enough.
Most importantly, the true nuclear energy has been recognized.
The deficit on the probationary's head hadn't dissipated at all.
This is more real than any nonsense.
At the crack, the acting proofreader finally let out a low laugh.
The laughter was cold.
It's also quite creepy.
"it is good."
"very good."
"Tang Sanzang, I underestimated you."
"One proofreader can't keep you guys from overstepping your bounds."
He slowly raised his hand.
The black pen pointed deep into the crack.
The crack suddenly widened to both sides again.
The paper-like edge was forcibly torn, producing a harsh scraping sound.
An even heavier pressure descended from within.
The laughter of the crowd that had just started to cheer at Huaguo Mountain suddenly stopped.
Pigsy's expression changed.
"besides?"
The acting proofreader stared down, his voice like a knife scraping bone.
"One proofreader is not enough."
"Then let's review the manuscript."
From deep within the rift, a second hand slowly emerged.
Chapter 258 The Reviewer's Fate, Old Script Forced to Suppress
The moment the second hand reached out, the entire Flower and Fruit Mountain fell silent.
It's not that no one dares to speak up.
It felt like something was pressing down on my throat.
The rift in the sky widened by another inch.
The edge of the paper rubbed against my ears until they went numb.
A pale hand, clutching a roll of grayish-yellow manuscript, slowly peered out through a crack. The manuscript was old, its edges blackened, yet it bore no damage whatsoever. It looked as if it had been turned countless times, yet no one had ever dared to actually break it.
The substitute proofreader took a half step back.
This action sent a chill down the spines of many people on the mountain.
Those who can make proofreaders step aside will only be more ruthless.
From the crack, half of the face was revealed first.
He didn't show much expression.
His eyelids drooped, as if he were looking at a pile of unacceptable drafts.
His voice wasn't loud, but when it came down, it made the rocks creak.
"Outer reviewer, take over."
The voice just fell.
The free-floating net above Huaguo Mountain suddenly sank downwards.
Click.
Click click.
Many of those who had broken their registration immediately knelt down.
One of the wolf demons, who had just been carrying the flag and shouting the loudest, now had bulging veins on his face, his knees slamming into the ground, cracking the earth around him. He tried to stand up, but it felt like his neck was tied with a rope; he managed to lift himself up half an inch before being pushed back down.
"What's going on!"
"I...I've already revealed my name!"
"I clearly didn't leave the register!"
The mountain was thrown into chaos.
Bajie cursed, slammed his rake into the ground to block a wave of downward pressure, and then turned and roared.
"Don't panic! Everyone, stand still, Old Pig!"
But no matter how loudly he spoke, he couldn't suppress the restraint that seeped from the old manuscript.
Many people have faint shadows of words appearing on their chests.
It's like an old serial number that used to be engraved on your body, and now it's been re-etched.
The Bull Demon King's face turned black.
"That old guy has higher authority."
Ao Lie gritted his teeth, and the dragon scales on his arms bulged out.
"Not a little higher."
"It's one level higher."
The reviewer looked down at Huaguo Mountain as if it were a page of paper with frayed edges.
"Removing from the register does not mean invalidation."
"Going off course does not mean the main storyline can be abandoned."
He unfolded the manuscript.
With a whoosh.
The whole sky seemed to have turned a page.
Chen Fan's eyelids twitched violently.
That manuscript was much more complete than the previous two volumes.
The above is not just a sentence or two of the main judgment.
It consists of sections of old text.
Like a script that was already prepared.
The first line above is so oppressive it's suffocating.
The main storyline of Journey to the West cannot be abandoned; it can only be deviated from, but not overturned.
The moment those words appeared, the entire landscape trembled.
Sun Wukong took a step forward.
The golden cudgel was held horizontally in front of him.
As the words pressed down, sparks flew from the stick.
The monkey grinned, its smile quite fierce.
"You think it's impossible just because you say so?"
The reviewers didn't even glance at him.
"You can escape the mountain, change the road, and kill a certain number of people within a predetermined range."
"This doesn't count as overthrowing."
"As long as the main storyline is still there, you're still in the book."
"If you want to flip the table."
I'll press you back onto the page.
The last sentence fell.
The ground beneath Sun Wukong's feet sank three feet.
The expressions of all the demons on Flower Fruit Mountain changed.
They had seen proofreaders do this before.
That kind of suppression is like repairing or altering words.
The person in front of me is different.
This is not a repair.
This is settled.
It dictates where you should go, what you should do, and even how far you can go in your resistance.
Chen Fan did not speak.
He stared at the rolled-up manuscript, a surge of heat rising down his back.
It wasn't sweat from being pressed out.
It was the seed of the third scheme system inside my body that suddenly became hot.
It gets a little warm at first.
They quickly formed a line.
[High-level old drafts detected]
[Scrap edges detected]
[Current seed hunger level increased]
[You can try consuming text fragments.]
Chen Fan paused, his breath catching in his throat.
coming.
This thing finally reacted.
He glanced around out of the corner of his eye, making sure no one noticed anything amiss, while his mind raced.
Swallowing the scraps and corners of the manuscript.
In other words, the more complete manuscript in the reviewer's hands is not a monolithic document.
It sheds crumbs whenever you turn the page.
As long as there is leakage, it can be eaten.
The problem is, how do we get this old man to turn a few more pages?
Openly robbing is suicidal.
It's unrealistic to rely on words alone.
Reviewers at that level won't waste time talking nonsense with you.
really.
next moment.
The reviewer has already raised his hand, his fingertip touching the manuscript.
"Current approval process to be revised."
"First, the monkey's position returns to the line."
The text immediately lit up.
A gray line was pulled out from the manuscript page and headed straight for Sun Wukong's forehead.
The speed is ridiculously fast.
Sun Wukong raised his staff and smashed it.
boom!
A loud explosion.
The gray line was bent by the impact, but it didn't break.
Instead, it wrapped itself around the shaft.
The monkey flicked its wrist, sparks flew, and half of its sleeve ripped open.
Bajie's eyelids twitched as he watched.
"Why isn't this happening?"
The substitute proofreader sneered from the side.
"That's the main storyline."
"You mediocre characters dare to make such a judgment?"
That was very harsh.
All the demons on the mountain heard it.
Many people's faces turned red.
But no one objected.
The frenzy of selling books that was just now has been completely dampened, as if a bucket of ice water has been poured over it.
The reviewer turned another page.
Chen Fan's heart skipped a beat.
There are debris.
Really.
Extremely fine, grayish-white paper scraps drifted down from the pages, like burnt incense ash.
Others can't see it.
Chen Fan could see it clearly.
The seed inside my body was practically going crazy, jumping and pushing upwards.
Chen Fan immediately spoke, his voice not loud, but just loud enough to carry to the heavens.
"Your old draft isn't very solid either."
The reviewer looked down at him.
"What do you want to say?"
Chen Fan stared at the manuscript and deliberately revealed a cold smile.
"If you could really kill Flower Fruit Mountain with a single page, why would you need to get involved yourself?"
"You just said that the main storyline cannot be abandoned, but can only be deviated from."
"That sounds strong, but it sounds weak upon closer inspection."
Ultimately, you can only focus on the main storyline.
"You can't control the side branches."
Many people on the mountain were taken aback.
Bajie reacted first and immediately replied.
"yes!"
"If you're so capable, why don't you just move the old pig back to the pigsty?"
The Bull Demon King laughed heartily, then stepped forward, carrying his staff.
"You're reviewing the manuscript, right? Come on, read Old Niu's page first."
The reviewer's eyelids drooped slightly.
It's not annoyance.
It's like seeing a few lines of dirty words; it's an eyesore.
"Side branches can be disordered."
"The main storyline cannot collapse."
"You are standing here now because I haven't turned the page yet."
After saying that, he actually turned another page.
Wow.
This time, even more scraps of the drafts floated out.
Chen Fan almost burst out laughing.
It became.
The seed inside his body pounced on its prey like a hungry wolf, instantly sucking in the few specks of dust that had fallen around him.
A cool sensation traveled upwards along the meridians.
It's not spiritual energy.
It's even stranger than spiritual energy.
It's like scraping off someone else's handwriting and stuffing it into your own bones.
Chen Fan's palm went numb, and he almost lost his balance.
[Absorbing scraps and remnants]
[Analysis of Incomplete Sentences]
[Third option seed growth +1]
[The leakage can continue to be induced at present]
He suppressed the change in his expression and continued to fan the flames.
"Flip it over."
"You're not asking for revisions."
"What kind of skill is it to just use monkeys to intimidate people?"
"Show the rest of the drafts too, so everyone can see who was arranged and how in the old drafts."
That's a really mean thing to say.
The people of Huaguo Mountain hate this the most.
The more you hide, the more afraid they become.
If you actually dig it out, they'll want to see it instead.
Sure enough, many monsters immediately joined in the roar.
"Find it out!"
"Let Grandpa see!"
"What was I anyway?!"
The reviewer glanced coldly at the bottom.
"Are you even worthy to watch?"
That's what they say.
He still flipped it over.
It wasn't provoked.
He simply doesn't care.
In his eyes, even if the people of Huaguo Mountain knew the old manuscript, they couldn't change the ending.
Turn to the third page.
Page 4, corner exposed.
The old characters, scattered across the sky, pressed down like a tide.
One by one, those who had left the register let out muffled groans.
A newly unnamed demon spat out blood, and the mark of freedom on his chest flickered, as if it were about to go out.
Sun Wukong suddenly turned around, his eyes filled with a frightening ferocity.
"Look at your mother!"
He soared to the sky in one step.
The price of the golden cudgel skyrocketed, and it was used to smash the reviewer's forehead.
He didn't hold back this time.
The shadow of the stick covered half the sky.
The reviewer raised his hand and used the manuscript as a shield.
boom!
A long gash was blasted directly into the edge of the crack.
The acting proofreader took three steps back, his expression finally changing.
The reviewer caught the baton.
But the roll of manuscript in his hand was also shaken violently.
More edges drifted down.
Chen Fan's eyes lit up immediately.
swallow!
Swallow it!
The seeds inside the body are being absorbed rapidly.
A piece of gray paper, about the size of a fingernail, spun and landed on Chen Fan's shoulder.
The moment it touched him, it turned into a thin thread and burrowed into his body.
In that instant, it was as if a fragment of a text had been shoved into Chen Fan's mind.
It's not a complete sentence.
There are only a few broken characters.
"...can be approved...can be deleted...can be reversed..."
The next moment, a system notification popped up.
[Successfully swallowed the first piece of discarded draft]
[Analysis of Acquiring Incomplete Abilities]
[Vulnerability detected in old draft annotation permissions]
[You can try generating: reverse comments]
Chen Fan's pupils contracted.
Back annotation?
This doesn't sound like a legitimate ability.
The more unconventional it is, the more suitable it is for the present.
In the sky, Sun Wukong was still putting up a tough fight.
The gray main thread coiled around his stick, climbing upwards in circles, almost reaching his arm. Sweat beaded on the monkey's forehead, but he continued cursing.
"You turn the page, Old Sun smashes it."
"If you dare to place the order, Old Sun dares to tear it up!"
The reviewer finally looked at him properly for the first time.
"You won't last long."
Sun Wukong grinned.
That's enough.
"My brother's got enough to eat a hole in your lousy manuscript."
These words were spoken.
The reviewer's gaze immediately fell on Chen Fan.
For the first time, there was a genuine chill in those eyes.
"What are you doing?"
Chen Fan looked up at him and suddenly smiled.
The new notification was still flashing in my palm.
[Generate the first backlink?]
He was about to speak.
The entire volume of manuscript in the reviewer's hands suddenly began to flip through itself.
Chapter 259 Reverse Annotation, the First Time Reverse-Reading an Old Manuscript
The entire manuscript scroll started flipping through itself.
Splash!
Splash!
The pages were turned faster and faster, as if a hand was hidden inside, searching for the harshest line for the reviewer.
On Flower Fruit Mountain, everyone stared at the scroll.
Pigsy swallowed hard and muttered under his breath, "This thing can find its own knife?"
The Bull Demon King didn't reply, his staff held horizontally in front of his chest, his eyes fixed on the scroll in the reviewer's hand.
Sun Wukong took half a step forward and tapped the ground with his golden cudgel.
"You turn it over."
"Whichever page you turn to, Old Sun will tear out."
The reviewer ignored him.
His gaze was fixed on Chen Fan's hand.
The notification is still popping up.
[Generate the first backlink?]
Chen Fan felt a burning sensation in his chest.
The next instant, he clicked it directly.
"generate."
hum-
His palm trembled.
The system seed that had been hidden deep within the eukaryote has finally stirred.
It didn't explode.
It didn't fly away.
Instead, following his hand, she pulled out an extremely thin gray thread and pierced directly into the edge of the old manuscript.
A narrow white space suddenly appeared at the edge of the page.
Like a seam left for someone to write annotations.
Chen Fan's eyes lit up.
understood.
This ability is ridiculously simple.
He couldn't revise the main text of the old draft.
Then write marginal notes.
Where the main text is fixed, use footnotes to break it down.
The reviewer's expression changed for the first time.
"What are you doing?"
Chen Fan didn't reply to him.
He stared at the most prominent judge on that page.
—After the stone monkey leaves the mountain, it must escort the pilgrims on their journey to the west, and must not deviate from the original text or rewrite it.
The characters were still shiny black.
Like a nail.
Chen Fan raised his hand and drew a gray line next to the text.
brush.
The first comment is listed directly.
[Side note: This clause has been explicitly refused by the party concerned, rendering the enforcement conditions invalid. An application is now made to suspend enforcement.]
Once the character is formed, it is complete.
The entire page of the old manuscript suddenly trembled.
It looks like someone burned the edge of the paper with fire.
"What?"
The substitute proofreader lost his voice.
The reviewer was even faster; he pressed down on the manuscript, pressed down with his black pen, and tried to erase that line of marginal notes.
It didn't budge.
Marginal notes are not written on the main text.
It's right next to it.
Like a fishbone, it gets stuck in the regular seam.
next moment.
The word "must" in the middle of the sentence "must escort the pilgrims on their journey to the West" suddenly began to turn gray.
It didn't disappear.
It's faded.
It's like a layer of ink being removed.
The invisible pressure that had been clinging to Sun Wukong visibly loosened.
He was taken aback at first.
Then he grinned, showing his teeth in a wide smile.
"it is good."
"Excellent!"
He suddenly jerked his shoulders, and his joints cracked all over.
The old pressure that had been weighing on him had truly eased.
It wasn't just him who felt it.
Pigsy's eyes widened in surprise.
"Monkey King, that tight headband-like aura you have is fading!"
The white horse reared up its front hooves, its breathing becoming heavier.
The Bull Demon King was even more direct, letting out a loud laugh.
"It's done!"
"He really got it injected!"
On Flower Fruit Mountain, a great uproar broke out.
Those who were initially holding back all pushed forward.
They stared at the grayed-out words on that page as if they had seen a ghost.
The reviewer's hands were tense, and his voice was deep.
"Rejected draft level permissions".
"Why do you have access to draft-level permissions?"
Upon hearing this, even the acting proofreader froze.
He stared at Chen Fan, his eyes full of surprise and doubt.
"That's not a level you can touch."
Chen Fan finally looked up and smiled at him.
"Don't you guys like to use old drafts to intimidate people?"
"I'll start by working through the old drafts."
One sentence was enough to make the substitute proofreader turn pale.
The reviewer stared at the marginal note, his eyes growing even colder.
Even if you can register one, so what?
"The main text is still here."
"The main storyline is still ongoing."
"Old records of Journey to the West will not collapse because of a single marginal note."
"Is that so?"
Chen Fan took a step forward.
"Then let's keep trying."
As soon as he finished speaking, the gray thread in his hand stretched out again.
This time, it's not just the page with Sun Wukong.
Instead, he followed the old manuscript and scanned it backwards.
Splash!
The entire manuscript roll flips automatically.
Page after page.
Mounts page.
Children's Page.
Demon King Page.
All those old lines that once sealed the fate of the characters have been dug up.
"Stop him!"
The acting proofreader shouted and slashed down with his black pen.
A dark line descended from above, heading straight for Chen Fan's wrist.
Sun Wukong had been waiting for this.
"roll!"
The golden cudgel swept out horizontally.
boom!
The ink line was shattered by a single blow.
The shattered black ink spilled into the air like a clump of rotten rain.
Bajie also rushed up, hooking his nine-toothed rake to block Chen Fan's left side.
"Write yours!"
"Anyone who dares to touch you, Old Pig will rip out their manuscript bag first!"
The Bull Demon King strode forward and blocked the right side.
"No one is allowed to interrupt us today!"
The group of people who had broken out of their books on Flower Fruit Mountain were all red-eyed.
They charged forward one by one.
They don't understand the principle of edge annotation.
They only know one thing.
Chen Fan's move could really loosen their grip.
Chen Fan's hands were very steady.
The gray line falls next to an old sentence on a page.
The sentence reads: "A certain mount must return to its place according to the register and must not linger in the outer mountains."
Chen Fan raised his hand and began to write.
[Side note: The original owner has been neglected for a long time, and the owner has the right to choose their own vehicle; the forced return clause is suspended.]
brush!
As soon as those words were written, a strange beast in the distance, which had been covered in shadows, snapped at the neck with a crack.
The lock's shadow was broken in half.
The beast paused for a moment, then raised its head and roared wildly. With a kick of its four hooves, it charged up the mountaintop and excitedly pawed at the ground.
The crowd erupted in uproar.
"It really works!"
"It broke again!"
"Write again!"
Chen Fan didn't stop at all.
Article .
[Side note: Since the boy left the mountain, he has established an independent resume. His original duties as a servant need to be re-verified, but the collection of these duties is currently suspended.]
Article 3.
[Side note: Unless the Demon King intentionally violates the rules, he cannot be forcibly archived under the pretext of filling in for the plot.]
One after another.
The gray text kept lighting up.
The edges of the entire old manuscript look like they've grown a row of teeth.
Each one is bitten right on the text.
Then, the old characters began to turn gray, piece by piece.
It's no longer just Sun Wukong alone.
Throughout Huaguo Mountain, the subtle constraints on more and more people are loosening.
Some of the shadowy figures behind them cracked open.
Some of the old marks on their foreheads have faded.
Several of the little demons who couldn't even stand up suddenly seemed to have been relieved of a heavy burden, and they knelt down with a thud, then burst into tears.
"That's all..."
"The page that's pressing down on me really isn't as heavy anymore..."
The white dragon horse neighed softly, its eyes shining.
Pigsy rubbed his hands together, laughing so hard his face trembled.
"Old Chen, this isn't a commentary at all."
"You're like someone holding a knife and stabbing it along the spine of an old book."
The reviewer's face darkened completely.
For the first time, his hand holding the draft was a little unsteady.
Stop.
"Chen Fan, stop immediately."
Chen Fan didn't even look at him.
"You think you can just stop like that?"
"When you were writing it, did you ask them if they were willing to act in it?"
The reviewer's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly raised his pen and pointed sharply at the center of the entire manuscript.
"Freeze borderline permissions!"
boom!
Large patches of black lines suddenly lit up across the entire old manuscript.
Those blank spaces at the edges began to shrink.
He wanted to simply erase the parts that could be annotated.
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.
Well come.
The true core had been throbbing in his mind for quite some time.
The next moment, a notification popped up.
[Large-scale countermeasures detected]
[Enhanced System Seed Activity]
[Can be used for one backflush]
Chen Fan gave a low shout.
"borrow!"
boom!
The entire Flower and Fruit Mountain suddenly trembled.
It wasn't a mountain collapse.
The mountain is being lifted.
Countless eukaryotic light filaments rose from the mountain, flowing along the path of all living beings and converging into Chen Fan's hands.
The gray line instantly doubled in thickness.
The black lines that the reviewer had just suppressed were abruptly pushed back up.
Taking advantage of this moment, Chen Fan raised his hand and added another sentence.
[Note: For those who have left the register and made voluntary choices, their previous terms of service will be subject to a dispute period by default. Enforcement cannot be forced upon them until the dispute is resolved.]
All attention was focused on the final outcome.
The edges of the entire manuscript were illuminated.
The gray light spread like a tide, spreading across the pages.
One page.
Ten pages.
100 pages.
Those old phrases are no longer untouchable.
They were all labeled as controversial.
Sun Wukong laughed heartily, took a step forward, and his aura instantly surged.
"Old Sun understands!"
"This is not a correction."
"The first step is to prevent it from being forced down!"
After he finished speaking, he suddenly swung the stick into the air.
boom!
The old pressure that had always covered Huaguo Mountain was smashed open by this blow.
As soon as the crack appeared, everyone on the mountain felt a sense of relief.
That feeling of being unable to breathe was mostly gone.
The substitute proofreader's eyes twitched.
"How is that possible..."
"How could the manuscript, which was in the reviewer's possession, be rejected by the side note?"
The reviewer stared intently at Chen Fan, finally abandoning his aloof demeanor.
He was really hit.
My first mistake.
And in front of so many people who had left their jobs.
Chen Fan looked at him and grinned.
"No matter how harsh your main text is."
"There should always be blank space around the edges."
"Leaving blank spaces is my opening."
As soon as those words were spoken, a series of system notifications exploded.
[You have successfully used the system seed capability: reverse annotation]
[You have weakened the mandatory nature of the old draft]
[Increased Group Capacity]
[Huaguo Mountain's carrying capacity is being upgraded]
[Eligibility Requirements: Eligible to apply for Free Anchor Point Advancement]
Advancement to the Free Anchor Point.
The moment those six words were uttered, Chen Fan's eyelids twitched.
A new goal has been set.
Before he could take a closer look, Zhenhe added another line.
Once the advancement is successful, Flower Fruit Mountain will gain a stable outer landing point.
[Can be removed from temporary interlayer]
Bajie also saw the prompt, and his eyes lit up.
"Old Chen, does this mean we can secure our territory?"
The Bull Demon King's breathing became heavy.
"If this really succeeds, who will dare say that Flower Fruit Mountain is just a wild place where people steal loopholes?"
The white horse pawed at the ground with its front hooves and neighed softly.
Even Sun Wukong turned to look at Chen Fan, and the fighting spirit in his eyes suddenly became even brighter.
"Apply."
Apply now.
Chen Fan was about to nod.
The sky suddenly darkened.
It's not covered by clouds.
It was the crack above that was completely forced open by something higher up.
One left and one right.
Two powerful pressures pressed down simultaneously.
The entire Flower and Fruit Mountain fell silent instantly.
The reviewer was taken aback at first.
Then, surprisingly, he put down his pen and took half a step back.
The acting proofreader turned pale and lowered his head.
Chen Fan looked up.
At each end of the rift, a figure slowly descended.
One side was bathed in golden light.
One side exuded a chilling imperial aura.
The smile on Sun Wukong's face gradually faded.
Pigsy's mouth also stiffened.
The Bull Demon King's throat bobbed, and he gripped his staff even tighter.
Because everyone recognized him.
The one coming from the left is the Tathagata.
The one coming from the right is the Jade Emperor.
The two spoke almost simultaneously, their voices so powerful they made the entire Flower Fruit Mountain tremble.
"Promotion process in Huaguo Mountain".
"Freeze immediately."