owlsbooks Chapter 155 The Battle for Root Evidence Begins
Chapter 155 The Battle for Root Evidence Begins
The words on the paper.
It's all burned.
The golden hoop bears the inscription "Chen Fan, the one who opened the hoop."
It turned to ash.
The ashes haven't dispersed.
Floating in mid-air.
It revolves around the golden hoop.
It went around three times.
Sudden.
The golden hoop cracked.
It's not broken.
It is divided into four sections.
Each segment floats to the four corners of the paper.
At the four corners.
Each one is pressed down with a single character.
Top left corner.
"Comment".
upper right corner.
"remember."
Bottom left corner.
"Trial."
lower right corner.
"To be continued."
All four characters lit up at the same time.
The light is different.
The "comment" is in gold.
The character "记" is blue.
The character "审" is black.
The word "continued" is in red.
Chen Fan stared at those four words.
My finger is pressed on the paper.
Didn't move.
Behind.
The voice of Sun Wukong.
"military adviser."
"These four words."
"Looks like a permission issue."
Chen Fan said.
"Comment".
"remember."
"Trial."
"To be continued."
"The authenticator seal has been removed."
"You need to get all four levels."
"Only then can one become Lord."
Liu Yuan stood on the opposite side.
The other end of the paper.
He smiled.
I burst out laughing.
"Chen Fan".
"You think the golden headband has been removed?"
"Is the evidence yours?"
"Four levels of permissions".
"I'll take two pieces."
"Take two pieces."
"No one shall become the master."
He traced a line on the paper with his finger.
The characters “评” and “记”.
It shook at the same time.
The light drifted towards Liu Yuan.
Chen Fan's eye twitched.
His hand rested on the character "审" (shěn).
Apply force with your fingers.
The character "审" (shěn) shone brightly with black light.
Stationed.
But the word "continued".
Red light.
It started flashing.
It flashed very quickly.
On the ceiling.
The countdown is still ticking.
The numbers have changed.
Seventeen minutes.
Outside the tower.
A muffled thud was heard.
The entire tower shook.
On paper.
The border of the writing station.
Suddenly the frame rate dropped.
It's like the signal has been cut off.
The Bull Demon King looked up.
"Recycling Courtyard".
"Exerting pressure from the outside."
The White Bone Demon said.
"They want to cripple the writing platform."
Chen Fan did not look up.
The finger is on the character "审" (shěn).
Start writing.
It reads "Article 7 of the Reversal Statute".
The words fell onto the paper.
The black light of the character "审" (shěn).
Follow the strokes.
It seeps into the paper.
It seeped in halfway.
Stopped.
On Liu Yuan's side.
The characters “评” and “记”.
Simultaneously emit light.
The word "comment" is in gold.
The words emerge.
The calligraphy was written by Liu Yuan.
"Chen Fan's overturning of the verdict" entry.
"Not approved."
Eight characters.
It was placed on the seventh item written by Chen Fan.
Chen Fan's fingers.
It was bounced away.
Liu Yuan said.
"Comment".
"It's the right to evaluate."
"I do not approve."
How much will you write?
"It's no use."
Chen Fan withdrew his finger.
Looking at those eight words on the paper.
suddenly.
He smiled.
He smiled faintly.
"Sun Wukong".
"Break his protective seal."
Sun Wukong responded.
He held the golden cudgel in his hand.
The stick was shoved into the paper.
The pestle rests on the character "评" (píng).
The golden light of the character "评".
He was pinned down by the stick.
The light is recycled.
Liu Yuan flicked his finger.
The character "记" (ji) glowed with a bluish light.
On paper.
Lines of text appeared.
All of these are entries that Chen Fan wrote previously.
The words are moving.
It looks like someone is making changes.
Chen Fan said.
"Tang Sanzang".
"Suppress it."
Tang Sanzang sat down cross-legged.
He was chanting scriptures.
The text is not a Buddhist scripture.
It is the incense text of Huaguo Mountain.
The characters are formed from the culture.
One by one.
Paste it on those entries.
The entries no longer shake.
"remember."
"It's about the right to record."
Chen Fan said.
"He altered the records."
"We have no grounds to overturn the verdict."
The sutra reader took a book out of his pocket.
The book is opened.
It was densely packed inside.
It's all text.
It's all records.
He pressed his finger on the page.
The words on the pages of the book.
And the entries on paper.
Connect them into a line.
The line was stretched very taut.
"Record chain".
"I've stabilized."
The Observer said.
Liu Yuan's expression changed.
He stared at the four people next to Chen Fan.
Sun Wukong.
Tang Sanzang.
Those who contemplate the scriptures.
Everyone is moving.
Everyone is suppressing a root certificate authority.
But there is also Yang Jian.
Yang Jian stood at the corner of the paper.
Look at the word "continued".
The third eye between his eyebrows.
It opened its eyes halfway.
The light in the eye of heaven.
The light shines on the character "续" (continue).
The character "续" is illuminated in red.
It's been locked down by the Sky Eye.
The light no longer shines.
Yang Jian said.
"The interface to the old Heavenly Court."
"I cut it."
"The signal from the recycling court."
"Can't get into the writing platform."
"But it's only temporary."
Outside the tower.
A muffled thud.
It's getting denser and denser.
On paper.
A few more frames were dropped.
Chen Fan pressed his finger back onto the character "审" (shen).
The black light shone again.
He wrote it.
I write very slowly.
Every stroke carries force.
The pen strokes across the paper.
The paper was trembling.
Liu Yuan watched Chen Fan write.
He also pressed his finger on the word "comment".
Golden light.
Hold off Sun Wukong's staff.
The stick can't be pressed down.
Even the golden light couldn't break free.
The two forces were stuck on the paper.
Paper.
It's starting to wrinkle.
The side of the character "记".
The scriptures of Tang Sanzang.
Entries on washi paper.
They were biting each other.
Items cannot be returned.
The scriptures are not being read.
The book in the hands of the sutra reader.
The pages were turned very quickly.
The words on the pages of the book.
Keep adding to the paper.
The speed of replenishment.
It just kept up with the speed at which the entries were modified.
At the four corners.
Four levels of permissions.
Everything is locked.
Chen Fan raised his head.
Looking at Liu Yuan.
"Comment".
"remember."
"Trial."
"To be continued."
"You took two pieces."
"I took a section."
"There's one section left."
Liu Yuan sneered.
"To be continued."
"The right to continue writing."
"Who got it?"
"Whoever can rewrite the ending."
He removed his finger from the word "comment".
Move it to the character "续" (continue).
The red glow of the character "续" (continue).
A sudden tremor ran through it.
Yang Jian's third eye.
Even I was startled and closed my eyes for a moment.
But just this once.
The red glow of the character "续" (continue).
It leaks out.
The light that leaked out.
On paper.
Draw a line.
One end of the line.
The word "continue" is attached.
The other end.
Towards the center of the paper.
extend.
It extends very quickly.
In the blink of an eye, it reached the heart of the paper.
At the heart of the paper.
A slot appears.
The slot is empty.
The light of the character "续" (continue).
It's being poured into the tank.
Chen Fan's eye twitched.
He lifted his finger from the character "审" (shěn).
Press on that slot.
Liu Yuan's fingers.
Also press the past button at the same time.
Two fingers.
up in the air.
We haven't found a slot yet.
The slot suddenly sank.
It sinks into the paper.
On paper.
Only a dent remains.
Around the dent.
A line of text appeared.
"Continue permission slot".
"Energy supply needs to be provided simultaneously from the rear."
"Energy supplier".
"Flower and Fruit Mountain".
Chen Fan stared at the line of text.
Behind.
The voice of the Bull Demon King.
"military adviser."
"Furnace base".
"It's still burning."
"But the power supply line."
"It was cut in half by the Recycling Court."
Chen Fan remained silent.
He looked at the dent in the paper core.
Looking at the light of the word "continued".
It's happening little by little.
It leaks into the dent.
The rate of leakage.
very slow.
On the ceiling.
Countdown.
Jump to fifteen minutes.
Outside the tower.
The dull thud from the recycling bin.
closer.
On paper.
Another frame was dropped.
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Chen Fan stared at the paper core.
The light in the dent.
The leakage is getting slower and slower.
The power supply line was cut in half.
The light of the character "续" (continue).
It became like an oil lamp.
It could be extinguished at any moment.
Behind him, the Bull Demon King gritted his teeth.
"military adviser."
"The furnace can't hold up anymore."
Chen Fan pressed his finger on the paper.
The two words on the corner of the paper.
"Furnace Certificate"
It's still seeping out.
Each stroke, one character at a time.
The more it seeps, the slower it becomes.
Sudden.
The paper jolted.
It wasn't shaken from above.
It's from below.
From the base of the writing station.
It was uploaded.
Chen Fan lowered his head.
I saw it on the table.
Another line of text has been added.
"Energy supplier switch".
"The Ninth Experimental Field of Huaguo Mountain".
"Integrity of the main imprint".
"hundred percent."
The handwriting is very steady.
It didn't float to the surface on its own.
It was engraved on.
It looks like someone is using a knife.
Each stroke, one character at a time.
Carved into the stone.
Chen Fan's eye twitched.
"The Ninth Experimental Field?"
The White Bone Demon suddenly spoke from behind.
"Xiao Qing".
"It's Xiaoqing."
Chen Fan turned around.
The White Bone Demon stared at that line of text.
His fingers were clenched.
"The main imprint of the Ninth Experimental Field".
"Only Xiaoqing can start it."
"She is in Flower Fruit Mountain."
"The true core has been unlocked."
Huaguoshan.
Ninth Experimental Field.
Three hundred feet underground.
The furnace base is burning.
Six furnace bases.
It's all red-hot.
Runes on the furnace wall.
Turn it over layer by layer.
Turn each layer out.
They all emitted a blinding blue light.
Xiaoqing stood in the center of the stove.
He placed both hands on the control panel.
The finger is inserted into the groove.
My nail is cracked.
Blood flowed out.
Follow the groove.
It dripped into the hearth.
She bit her lip.
His eyes were fixed on the screen on the main control panel.
On the screen.
A rune is jumping.
Red.
Jump very fast.
"Eukaryote".
"Awakening."
Next to the main control panel.
Bai Jingjing clenched her fists.
"Xiao Qing".
"Your hand."
Xiaoqing didn't look at her own hands.
"fine."
"Send the main imprint over."
"Chen Fan's side."
"Only then will you have the permission to continue."
Bai Jingjing gritted her teeth.
Reach out and press the start valve of the auxiliary furnace next to him.
"I'll synchronize."
"You hold the core steady."
Xiaoqing nodded.
He pressed his finger into the groove another half inch.
The blood dripped even faster.
The blue light inside the furnace.
It suddenly exploded.
It exploded, creating a ring of ripples.
It spreads out from the hearth.
Sweep across the furnace wall.
Scan the runes.
Scan the main control panel.
Xiaoqing took half a step back.
He bumped his back into Bai Jingjing.
Bai Jingjing helped her up.
Hang in there.
Xiaoqing gritted her teeth.
"I can handle it."
"Eukaryote".
He's alive.
In the heart of the furnace.
Blue light begins to gather.
They gathered into a ball.
Big fist.
The surface is covered with cracks.
In every crack.
Light is leaking out everywhere.
Light leaked out.
Following the power supply line.
Rush upwards.
The power supply line is connected to the auxiliary furnace.
The auxiliary furnace is connected to the furnace base.
The furnace base is connected to the entire Huaguo Mountain.
Inside the power supply line.
The light is moving.
It runs very fast.
Almost there on the entire line.
Everything is shaking.
Next to the auxiliary furnace.
The Bull Demon King gripped the valve.
The muscles in the arm.
It's all bulged up.
"Secondary furnace".
"Keep up!"
He suddenly turned the valve.
Runes on the walls of the auxiliary furnace.
It's all lit up.
It was blindingly bright.
In the heart of the furnace.
The second sphere of light.
In formation.
It's a size smaller than the eukaryotic one.
But it's brighter.
It shone as brightly as molten iron.
The surface of the light sphere.
There are no cracks.
It has only layers of texture.
Each layer of texture.
Everything is spinning.
It's spinning faster and faster.
"Furnace base".
"synchronous!"
Bai Jingjing called out.
The sound exploded in the control room.
Six furnace bases.
It shook at the same time.
Runes on the furnace wall.
Open them all.
Turn to the outermost layer.
The outermost rune.
It is connected to the power supply line.
The power supply line is connected to the auxiliary furnace.
The auxiliary furnace is connected to the eukaryote.
A line.
From top to bottom.
All connections are active.
The light sphere inside the eukaryote.
Following the power supply line.
It rushed into the auxiliary furnace.
The glowing orb in the auxiliary furnace.
Following the power supply line.
It rushed into the furnace base.
Six furnace bases.
At the same time, it exploded into a beam of light.
Six beams of light.
Break out of the Ninth Experimental Field.
They rushed into the Huaguo Mountain.
Rush out of the mountaintop.
Soaring into the sky.
They rushed into that unseen tower.
Continue writing platform.
The seventh floor.
Chen Fan saw the words on the paper.
One word.
One word.
Jump out.
"Eukaryote".
"start up."
"Secondary furnace".
"synchronous."
"Furnace base".
"Triple salvo."
"Power supply line".
"Full speed up".
Each word.
They all look like nails.
Stud it into the paper.
The paper stopped shaking.
The light in the dent.
They started pouring it back in.
It was poured very quickly.
The number of strokes in the character "续".
One by one.
It lights up.
The first stroke.
The second stroke.
The third stroke.
Each stroke lights up.
Chen Fan clenched his fist tighter.
Behind.
The voice of the Bull Demon King.
"military adviser!"
"Power supply line".
"It's back to normal!"
"It's not just recovered."
"Even better than before!"
Chen Fan stared at the paper core.
The last dot of the character "续".
Bright.
The whole sheet of paper.
It suddenly caught fire.
It wasn't burned.
It is burned bright.
On paper.
Every single fiber.
They are all glowing.
Light shines through the paper.
The light illuminated the entire seventh floor.
It's all gold.
On the ceiling.
Countdown.
I jumped.
From fifteen minutes.
Skip directly to this.
ten minutes.
Outside the tower.
The people from the recycling court.
They took a step back.
The light on the paper.
It's too bright.
It was so bright they couldn't open their eyes.
Liu Yuan stood at the very front.
His eyes were squinting.
He held the recall order between his fingers.
The joints are white.
"Cut the power supply line."
"You can't cut it clean, can you?"
He turned his head.
Look behind you.
"The Ninth Experimental Field".
"Who is starting it up?"
The person behind me.
No one answered.
Liu Yuan gritted his teeth.
"Since it can't be cut cleanly."
"Then we'll cut off the flow."
"Power supply line".
"Intercept it outside the tower."
"Give me the right to continue."
"Transmission interrupted."
He traced a line on the recall order with his finger.
On the paper.
An extra black line appeared.
The black lines looked alive.
Climb out of the recall order.
Climb into the void.
They climbed into the power supply line.
Inside the power supply line.
The light is still moving.
The black line chased after it.
They caught up very quickly.
They were about to catch up.
Sudden.
A stick.
It crashed down from the void.
It hit the black line.
The black line broke.
Sun Wukong.
Standing next to the power supply line.
The golden cudgel was held horizontally in front of him.
The golden light emanating from his body.
It all exploded.
"Intercepting the flow?"
"Did you ask me, Old Sun?"
Liu Yuan stared at Sun Wukong.
His eyes turned cold.
"Sun Wukong".
"You can block one."
"Can it block ten?"
He made a swipe with his finger.
The recall order.
Ten black lines.
They climbed out at the same time.
Sun Wukong gripped his staff.
He didn't say anything.
The light on the stick.
It's brighter now.
In the void.
A black line crawled over.
Ten items.
Every single one.
They all look like snakes.
It was flicking its tongue.
Sun Wukong swung his staff down.
Three were broken.
The remaining seven.
Go around the stick.
Continue to supply power lines.
Sun Wukong turned around.
Another blow.
Four were broken this time.
There are three left.
They've caught up.
They caught up with them and reached the power supply line.
It looked like it was about to get entangled.
Sudden.
A piece of white cloth.
From above the power supply line.
It fell down.
The white cloth is very thin.
It's as thin as gauze.
But there are three black lines.
It touched the white cloth.
It's all broken.
It was cut off cleanly and completely.
It felt like being cut with a knife.
The white cloth fluttered up.
It drifted above the power supply line.
Stop.
On the corner of the cloth.
It is embroidered with a single character.
"manage."
Chen Fan is writing the sequel.
I saw that word.
Corner of the eye.
I took a sip.
Outside the tower.
Liu Yuan saw it too.
A cold smile appeared on his face.
Everything froze.
"Si Mo".
"What do you mean?"
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A white cloth fluttered above the power supply line.
The character "司" in "布角".
It was glowing with a pale golden light.
Chen Fan stared at the light.
My fingers are on the writing table.
Didn't move.
Outside the tower.
Liu Yuan's voice changed.
"Si Mo".
"The Eighth Tower's Temporary Officer".
"You've crossed over into a new field."
"Internal affairs of the recycling court."
"You have no right to interfere."
The white cloth remained still.
Behind the cloth.
A person walked out.
Blue robe.
Slimming face.
There's an old scar at the corner of my eye.
Si Mo.
He stood above the power supply line.
He looked down at Liu Yuan.
"Master Liu."
"You just said..."
"The power supply line has been cut."
"I'll tell you now."
"I cut it."
Liu Yuan's face.
It turned green all at once.
The recycling court members behind him.
They all took a step forward.
"What do you mean?"
Liu Yuan gritted his teeth.
"The Eighth Tower and the Seventh Tower."
"When did you form an alliance?"
Si Mo did not answer.
He turned his head.
He looked at Chen Fan.
"Chen Fan".
"I'll shield you from this wave."
"But there's a condition."
Chen Fan's eye twitched.
"explain."
Si Mo held up three fingers.
"I want the right to use a copy of the overturning verdict mechanism."
"It's not the complete version."
"Only floors three through seven."
"Enough for my eighth tower."
Behind.
The Bull Demon King lowered his voice.
"military adviser."
"This person..."
Chen Fan raised his hand.
Stop the Bull Demon King.
He looked at Si Mo.
Why?
Si Mo withdrew his finger.
"The Recycling Court is reclaiming the Seventh Tower this time."
"It's a success."
"Next."
"That's the Eighth Tower."
"Your Seventh Tower's overturning of verdicts mechanism."
"Once it is recycled."
"Liu Yuan can change the mechanism."
"Change it to only recall cases, not overturn them."
"By then."
"I, the Eighth Tower, want to overturn the verdict."
"Not even a door."
Chen Fan stared at him.
"So you'll help me."
"It's because we're afraid the Seventh Tower will collapse."
"Your Eighth Tower isn't having an easy time either."
Si Mo nodded.
"That's right."
"The Eighth Tower and the Seventh Tower."
"In the recycling yard."
"They're all peripheral towers."
"The main tower is pressing down on us."
"The executive branch is holding us back."
"People like Liu Yuan."
"Relying on the recall order in their hands."
"I can acquire whichever tower I want."
"It's your turn today."
"Tomorrow is my day."
"You won't fall."
"I still have a chance to catch my breath."
"You've fallen."
"Next."
"That's me, Si Mo."
He finished speaking.
He pulled a piece of paper out of his sleeve.
The paper is very thin.
It is printed with the mark of the Eighth Tower.
"This is the temporary transfer document."
"I've already signed it."
"You just need to nod."
"The Eighth Tower begins now."
"They are just temporary allies of the Seventh Tower."
"My power supply line."
"I'll lend it to you."
"My people."
"I'll take it for you."
"But there's a premise."
"A copy of the overturning verdict mechanism."
You have to give it to me.
Chen Fan looked at the paper.
The words on the paper.
Line by line.
It's written very clearly.
interest.
exchange.
No favor is ever done in vain.
There is no such thing as a free lunch.
The corner of his mouth.
I took a sip.
"OK."
"But the right to use copies."
"Not now."
"Wait until I successfully create my own sequence."
"The mechanism for overturning verdicts has been re-established."
I'll give you access to a limited set of interfaces.
"Third to seventh floors."
"That's enough for you."
"But you can't touch the core layer."
Si Mo's eyes flickered.
"Limited interfaces?"
"Not the entire instance?"
Chen Fan said.
"no."
"The core layer is my foundation."
"You can't pay."
"But the open layer is enough for you."
"You, Eighth Tower, want to overturn the verdict."
"Use these layers."
That's enough.
Si Mo remained silent for a few moments.
Then he nodded.
"OK."
"Limited is limited."
"It's better than nothing."
He handed over the secondment documents.
Take a picture of the power supply line.
The paper is burning.
Pale golden fire.
Along the power supply line.
The furnace base of the seventh tower was burned.
Inside the furnace.
The flames suddenly leaped up.
Power supply line.
Reconnect.
Inside the tower.
On the paper of the continuation writing station.
The phrase "overturn the verdict" is used.
It became even brighter.
Outside the tower.
Liu Yuan saw that the power supply line had been reconnected.
His face turned completely black.
"Si Mo".
"You're crazy."
"You're the eighth tower."
"Openly defying the Court of Recycling?"
Si Mo turned around.
Looking at Liu Yuan.
"Master Liu."
"You said you were resisting the Court of Recycling."
"I'm asking you."
"The rules of the recycling court."
"Who made that decision?"
Liu Yuan gritted his teeth.
"It was decided by the main tower."
"What?"
"You want to question the main tower?"
Si Mo smiled.
His laughter was cold.
"The rules set by the main tower."
"It's between the towers."
"You can be temporarily transferred."
"We can lend a hand."
"My eighth tower today."
"It's a loan to the Seventh Tower."
"All the paperwork is complete."
"Document compliance".
"You, Manager Liu."
"What right do you have to say I've overstepped my bounds?"
Liu Yuan's fingers turned white from clenching them so tightly.
"You're on loan to a tower that has no sequence?"
"His seventh tower, Chen Fan's."
"It's still in the writing stage."
"The sequence hasn't been finalized yet."
"What qualifications do you have to be temporarily transferred?"
Si Mo lowered his head.
Looking at Liu Yuan.
An old scar at the corner of my eye.
I took a sip.
"Master Liu."
"You said he has no sequence."
"Then let me ask you."
"The mechanism for overturning verdicts that he wrote about."
Will the recycling court recognize it?
Liu Yuan froze.
Si Mo continued.
"recognize."
"Right?"
"The mechanism recognizes it."
"Furnace base recognition".
"Power supply line confirmed."
"You, Manager Liu."
"Why won't you admit it?"
"You couldn't keep your own recall order."
"Let the mechanism for overturning verdicts be ignited."
"Now you're blaming others for helping you?"
"Blaming others for overstepping boundaries?"
"Master Liu."
"We can't defend the tower."
Don't act like you're in charge.
Liu Yuan's face.
From green to white.
It changed from white to purple.
The recycling court members behind him.
Everyone was watching him.
Inside the tower.
Chen Fan stood in front of the writing desk.
Listening to the conversation outside.
The Bull Demon King's voice was very low.
"military adviser."
"This person."
"How long will it last?"
Chen Fan said.
"Use the mechanism for overturning the verdict to establish it."
"after."
"Let's go our separate ways."
He lowered his head.
Looking at the paper.
The dent in the paper core.
It's still leaking.
But the rate of leakage.
Too slow.
The power supply line has been reconnected.
The furnace burns stably.
The phrase "overturn the verdict" is used.
It's getting brighter and brighter.
On the ceiling.
The countdown has jumped to twelve minutes.
Outside the tower.
Liu Yuan suddenly smiled.
His laughter was chilling.
"Si Mo".
"You said I couldn't defend the tower."
"OK."
"Then I'll show you today."
How can I defend it?
He took it from his arms.
He took out a seal.
The print is black.
The size of a palm.
There is a single character engraved on it.
"Liu".
That was his official seal.
On the seal of longevity.
It was burning with a layer of black fire.
Liu Yuan raised the longevity seal.
"Recall Order"
"I signed it."
"The recovery of the Seventh Tower".
"I must take it with me today."
"You, Si Mo, are going to block it."
"Then let's collect them all together."
He gave him the longevity seal.
Slam it hard on the recall order.
Black flames exploded.
The recall order.
The word "收" (shōu).
Suddenly magnified.
It was so large that it covered the entire tower wall.
Void.
It started vibrating.
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Liu Yuan's longevity seal exploded.
Black flames climbed up the entire tower wall along the recycling order.
The word "收" (shōu).
So big it covers half the sky.
The void trembled.
At Chen Fan's feet.
The writing platform sank down.
On the table.
The mark of "review" authority.
Start jumping.
They jump extremely fast.
It felt like I'd been electrocuted.
Chen Fan pressed his fingers on the table.
My fingertips are turning white.
The joints were cracking.
He stared at the word "collect".
In the pupil.
The black fire was reflected in the water.
Tang Sanzang's voice came from behind.
"Brother Fan."
"Power supply line".
"Three of them broke."
The voice was urgent.
Chen Fan did not turn around.
He felt the writing platform shaking.
That kind of trembling.
It was not an external force.
It comes from the core of the permissions.
"Review" authority.
It is being covered up by Liu Yuan's old cases.
Layer by layer.
Like being buried alive.
Sun Wukong's voice exploded.
"Old Chen!"
"My old Sun's incomplete work."
"It's been pinned down!"
"I can't move!"
Chen Fan's eye twitched.
He saw the left side of the writing desk.
Yang Jian's fragmented text clung tightly to the connection.
Blood seeped from the paper.
But the words on the fragment.
It is being overwritten by Liu Yuan's old record of failures.
One word.
Then, one more word.
Destroy it.
The Bull Demon King is behind.
The roar of the furnace was deafening.
"military adviser."
"The furnace certificate of the recycling court."
"Connect the power supply lines to Huaguo Mountain."
"It was all cut off."
"All that's left is Si Mo's white cloth."
"Still holding on."
Chen Fan heard it.
He didn't speak.
Fingers on the writing table.
It moved swiftly.
He was reviewing Liu Yuan's old case.
Those records of failure.
Those recycled templates.
They were piled up like a mountain.
Liu Yuan's laughter drifted in.
From outside the tower.
Separated by the tower wall.
Through the black fire.
But the laughter was very clear.
"Chen Fan".
"Aren't you good at overturning verdicts?"
"Go ahead and flip it."
"I'll put all the old cases on your head."
"Can you even turn it over?"
Amidst the laughter.
The black fire exploded again.
Continue writing on the stage.
The mark of "review" authority.
A crack appeared.
Chen Fan's finger stopped on the table.
He looked up.
Looking out of the tower.
Liu Yuan stood above the recall order.
The longevity seal is still burning.
It was burned down to half its original size.
But his people.
It's changing.
They became less human.
The bone is stretched under the skin.
The skin became transparent.
In the blood vessels.
It's not blood that's flowing.
It's black fire.
That was the manifestation of the longevity seal burning to its extreme.
Short-term privilege escalation.
Approaching the level of a true tower master.
What is the price?
Chen Fan didn't know.
But he saw Liu Yuan's eyes.
In the pupil.
They've lost all reason.
All that's left is madness.
"Chen Fan".
Liu Yuan's voice.
It was squeezed out of his throat.
"The Seventh Tower".
"This is my territory."
"You're an outsider."
"On what grounds are you judging my case?"
"Why are you going through my records?"
"Based on Si Mo's white cloth?"
"Based on Yang Jian's meager fragments?"
"With Sun Wukong's brute strength?"
He yelled.
Black fire spewed from its mouth.
The recall order.
Another layer was pressed down.
The writing platform tilted suddenly.
Chen Fan almost slipped and fell.
He pressed one hand against the edge of the table.
The other hand.
They tightly control the authority to "review".
But that mark.
It was so bright it was almost burning hot.
It was so hot that his palms were steaming.
He didn't let go.
Behind.
The voice of Tang Sanzang.
"The one who contemplates the sutra."
"Keep the record."
"quick!"
The voices of those who contemplate the scriptures echoed within the stupa.
"It's stable now."
"But Liu Yuan's old cases are too numerous."
"So dense that there's no gap."
"I opened it."
"He just stuffed the recycled templates inside."
"It stuffed in faster than I could turn it over."
Yang Jian's voice.
Squeezed out from the fragments.
very weak.
It's so weak it looks like it's about to break.
"Chen Fan".
"interface."
"I can't hold on any longer."
"Liu Yuan is cutting."
"Use old failure records."
"Cut them one by one."
Chen Fan stared at the table.
On the table.
Liu Yuan's old cases are still piling up.
The pile was so high that you couldn't see the bottom of the platform.
Every old case.
All of these are connected to the ruling of the recycling court.
Every ruling.
They were all stamped with Liu Yuan's birthday seal.
That was his record of managing affairs for over a hundred years.
An authority with over a century of history.
just now.
He burned them all.
Everything's on this.
Chen Fan's eye twitched again.
He suddenly...
The finger stopped.
It stopped on an old desk.
That old case.
The name is very common.
"Internal ruling of the Seventh Tower."
"Number 07"
"Write permissions regarding the will of the Recycling Court."
Chen Fan stared at the line of text.
He stared for three breaths.
then.
His fingers moved.
This is not a reversal of the verdict.
It's not resistance.
It is to release.
An opening was made.
It was deliberately released.
That opening.
It is located on the outermost side of the writing desk.
It is placed in the area where the "review" authority is weakest.
Once the opening is made.
Liu Yuan's old case.
It poured in like a flood.
The writing platform was filled with water.
It made a creaking sound.
Tang Sanzang grew anxious.
"Brother Fan!"
"What are you doing!"
"That opening!"
"It will be returned to 'review' authority!"
Chen Fan did not explain.
His fingers were still moving.
Another loophole has been created.
the second.
At the center of the writing station.
this time.
Even the sutra contemplators were getting anxious.
"Chen Fan".
"You're inviting a wolf into the house."
"Liu Yuan's old case."
"It will fill up the writing desk."
Chen Fan remained silent.
He opened a third opening.
this time.
Next to the "Review" permission mark.
Three openings.
It's fully open.
Liu Yuan's old case.
The speed at which it is poured in.
It's three times faster.
The writing platform began to collapse.
The records on the table.
It was washed away and scattered.
Sun Wukong roared.
"Old Chen!"
"You're insane!"
Liu Yuan's laughter grew even louder.
"Chen Fan".
"You finally couldn't take it anymore."
"It's right that you can't handle it."
"My old case."
"My records of managing affairs for over a hundred years."
"What makes you think you can shoulder this responsibility?"
He gave him the longevity seal.
They pressed it down another inch.
The longevity seal was burned down to only one-third of its original size.
But his imposing presence.
It has risen to its peak.
The word "recover" on the recall order.
Pressed into the tower wall.
The tower wall cracked.
The cracks resembled a spider web.
Expand outwards.
Chen Fan stood in front of the writing desk.
His hand was still on the table.
He saw Liu Yuan's old case.
Follow the three openings.
The writing platform was filled with ink.
It also incorporated "review" authority.
But he didn't stop him.
He is waiting.
Wait for Liu Yuan to add more money himself.
Liu Yuan did indeed add it.
He saw Chen Fan's wound.
They thought Chen Fan couldn't hold on any longer.
He gave his heaviest possession.
It was taken out.
That thing.
This is not an old case.
This is not a failure record.
This is not a recycled template.
It's a single line of text.
The words float on the paper.
The strokes are very slow.
It was as slow as if someone were underground.
Carving a tombstone.
"The will of the Court of Recycling."
"Write it into the seventh tower."
"Internal decision."
"Permanent execution".
The line of text appeared.
Everyone in the tower changed their expressions.
Tang Sanzang lost his voice.
"Liu Yuan!"
"You're insane!"
"The court's decision has been written into the internal ruling!"
"It will lock down the seventh tower!"
"You can never overturn this verdict!"
"The verdict can no longer be overturned!"
"Your future."
"Recyclable only!"
Liu Yuan smiled.
"No reversal is needed."
"Crush Chen Fan to death."
That's enough.
He roared out his last words.
"Chen Fan".
"You're finished."
That line of text.
Bearing the will of the recycling court.
It was poured into the third opening Chen Fan had made.
Imprint the "review" authority mark.
It was poured into the core of the judgment inside the seventh tower.
then.
A beam of white light.
Explode from the core.
The bomb killed everyone in the tower.
They couldn't even open their eyes.
The white light dissipated.
Chen Fan was still standing in front of the writing platform.
His hand was still on the table.
He kept his head down.
Looking at the table.
On the table.
That line of text.
"The will of the Court of Recycling."
It's already engraved.
It was carved very thoroughly.
Liu Yuan was outside the tower.
He was panting heavily.
The longevity seal was burned down to just a tiny bit.
whole person.
He looks decades older.
But he smiled.
"Chen Fan".
"Now."
"The Seventh Tower".
"Just recycle."
"No reversal of the verdict."
You lost.
The sound faded.
It was very quiet inside the tower.
It was so quiet that only the sound of the stove fire could be heard.
then.
Si Mo's voice.
The sound came from outside the tower.
It's very light.
So light it can be summed up in just two words.
"He's finished."
Tang Sanzang was taken aback.
"What?"
Si Mo did not repeat.
She stood outside the tower.
The white cloth is still fluttering on the power supply line.
She looked at the tower.
Looking at Chen Fan.
Looking at that line of words that were etched into the ground.
Corner of the eye.
It moved slightly.
The corner of the mouth.
It moved slightly.
He said something.
"Write yourself into the internal ruling."
"And it's written so rigidly."
"Liu Yuan".
"You're finished."
Chapter 456 The Logic of Self-Destruction
Liu Yuan's birthday seal was placed on the recall order.
Black flames exploded.
The entire tower wall caught fire.
The character “收” is enlarged.
It was so big that it covered the writing desk.
It was so big that it covered the power supply line.
A countdown so large it covered the ceiling.
Liu Yuan stood outside the tower.
His hand pressed against the longevity seal.
His face was full of ruthlessness.
"Si Mo".
"You can't stop it."
"The format of the court's ruling."
"The Seventh Tower must be executed."
He flipped his fingers.
The longevity seal rotates.
The recall order.
The character "收" (shōu, meaning "to collect") started to press down.
Pressed into the tower wall.
Pressed into the void.
The paper is pressed into the writing table.
On paper.
The proposal that Chen Fan just wrote.
The writing was blurred by pressure.
White cloth on the power supply line.
It started to shake too.
Si Mo stood outside the tower.
Didn't move.
She looked at Liu Yuan.
Looking at the recall order.
suddenly.
He said something.
Are you sure?
Liu Yuan sneered.
"Sure."
"The format of the court's ruling."
"Above the Seventh Tower".
"I, Liu Yuan, signed the recall order."
"It is the highest will."
"You, Si Mo."
"It can't be stopped."
Si Mo didn't speak.
She raised her hand.
He pointed to the tower.
Liu Yuan was taken aback.
I turned my head and looked inside.
Tali.
Continue writing on stage.
Chen Fan stood up.
He was still holding a pen in his hand.
On the tip of the pen.
It was still dripping ink.
But he didn't write a petition.
He was looking at the paper.
Look at the charred area on the paper.
The charred areas.
The text from before is still there.
"The Seventh Tower's right to make its own decisions."
"The recycling court shall not interfere."
The calligraphy was written by Chen Fan.
Written before Liu Yuan signed the recall order.
Written before the power supply line was cut.
Written before the countdown begins.
Liu Yuan saw the line of text.
His expression changed.
"this--"
When was this line of text written?
Chen Fan did not look up.
He picked up a pen.
The pen tip touched that line of text.
One word at a time.
I traced it again.
"Written early."
"It's better than you signing the recall order."
"Three breaths earlier."
Liu Yuan's hand.
Press it onto the longevity seal.
The black flame on the longevity seal.
It started shaking.
Because on paper.
Next to that line of text.
Suddenly a red mark appeared.
The red seal is square.
The size of a palm.
It is engraved on it.
"The seventh tower's root has been verified."
That is the root seal of the seventh tower.
The root evidence has surfaced.
It was placed on top of Chen Fan's petition.
The words on the petition.
It started to glow.
The light is very bright.
It was brighter than the black flames of the recall order.
Liu Yuan shouted.
"impossible!"
"The format of the recycling hall."
"How could this be—"
He didn't finish his sentence.
The writing platform suddenly shook.
On the table.
A line of golden characters appeared.
The character "金" is very thin.
But it's very clear.
"The Seventh Tower's right to make its own decisions."
"External will must not be invoked."
"Reference is invalid."
The gold lettering emerged.
On Liu Yuan's recall order.
The word "收" (shōu).
It starts to break.
It breaks very slowly.
Start from the corner.
Piece by piece.
It's falling.
It fell onto the paper.
It turned to ash.
Liu Yuan looked at the gray matter.
My hands started to shake.
"I--"
"I didn't quote—"
"I'm just using the recycling court format—"
Chen Fan raised his head.
Look at him.
"Format."
"It's about willpower."
"You cited the disposal format of the recycling court."
"It's about taking back the will of the Court of Justice."
"Write it into the Seventh Tower."
You wrote it yourself.
"I'll admit it myself."
On paper.
The gold lettering was still shining.
Below the character "金".
Another line of text appeared.
"The authority of the Seventh Tower."
"Currently invalid."
"Based on the evidence, we enter into a renewed faith."
Liu Yuan saw this line of text.
He stumbled backward.
The longevity seal in his hand.
The black fire was completely extinguished.
Print the character "Liu" on it.
A crack appeared.
The seam is very fine.
But the crack is very deep.
Starting with the first stroke of the character "刘".
The crack extends to the very last stroke.
"No--"
"I am acting in charge—"
"I have signed the recall order—"
"I did it for the Seventh Tower—"
Chen Fan interrupted him.
"You're doing this for yourself."
He picked up his pen.
On the writing platform.
A new proposal has been written.
"Liu Yuan invoked external will."
"The authority to take charge has failed."
"Based on the evidence, we reaffirm our faith."
"Effective immediately."
The memorial has been written.
On paper.
All the words lit up.
Those words.
Written by Chen Fan.
Written by Liu Yuan.
Si Mo wrote it on the white cloth.
Burn it all.
It burned into a ball of fire.
Fire is white.
In the white fire.
An imprint emerged.
The print is not large.
The size of a fist.
It is completely black.
On the seal button.
It is engraved with a tower.
The Seventh Tower.
Root evidence.
The root evidence floated in mid-air.
Tali.
All sounds stopped.
The sound of the stove fire stopped.
The humming on the power supply line stopped.
On the ceiling.
Countdown.
Stopped.
Three breaths.
First breath.
Liu Yuan knelt down.
The longevity seal in his hand.
It was crushed into powder.
The powder fell to the ground.
black.
Like coal ash.
On his wrist.
That mark of authority.
It is receding.
From the skin.
Little by little.
Faded away.
It has faded completely.
He reached out to grab it.
It's unattainable.
The places where the imprint has faded.
The skin and flesh are white.
So white it looked like it had never been marked.
Second breath.
Sun Wukong made his move.
He stood behind Liu Yuan.
The golden cudgel came crashing down.
It smashed onto Liu Yuan's last protective seal.
The protective seal is transparent.
Wrapped around Liu Yuan's body.
Like a shell.
The golden cudgel smashed down.
The shell is broken.
It broke very brittle.
Like glass.
When the shell breaks.
Liu Yuan heard Tang Sanzang's voice.
Tang Sanzang stood in front of the table.
He was holding Liu Yuan's old ruling document in his hand.
One book at a time.
Nail it to the table.
It was nailed very quickly.
Nailed neatly.
Each one was stapled on.
A single red character appeared on the cover.
"Waiting for a reversal of the verdict."
The third breath.
Liu Yuan's permissions have all been lost.
The marks on his wrist.
Disappeared completely.
The seal on his waist.
It detaches automatically.
The official seal fell to the ground.
It turns into water.
Water seeped into the cracks in the ground.
Gone.
He raised his head.
Looking at the tower.
Looking at Chen Fan.
Looking at Sun Wukong.
Looking at Tang Sanzang.
His lips trembled.
He couldn't utter a single word.
He was no longer acting as the head of the department.
He is nothing.
He was merely a holder of the seal.
Ordinary seal holders.
A seal holder who doesn't even have a protective seal.
Outside the tower.
Si Mo watched all of this.
The white cloth is still fluttering on the power supply line.
She raised her hand.
They took the white cloth.
He said something.
"He brought this on himself."
"Cannot survive."
Then turn around.
gone.
Tali.
The root of the evidence still floats in mid-air.
Print it.
That tower.
It's spinning.
It rotates very slowly.
But it doesn't stop.
On the tower.
Four words.
It's lit up.
"Unclaimed and awaiting recognition."
Chen Fan looked at the seal.
Corner of the eye.
It moved slightly.
Behind.
The voice of the Bull Demon King.
"military adviser."
"Root evidence."
"It's unclaimed."
Chen Fan remained silent.
He stared at the root certificate.
Stare at those four words.
suddenly.
Print it.
Two more words surfaced.
"Three breaths."
"back."
"The entire tower."
"Grounded down."
Chapter 457 Root Evidence Unclaimed
The certificate was stamped.
Those four words caught my eye.
"Unclaimed and awaiting recognition."
Imprinted in mid-air.
The tower is still spinning.
It rotates very slowly.
But it doesn't stop.
Three breaths.
Chen Fan looked at the line of text.
The entire tower came to a standstill after three breaths.
There isn't enough time.
He stretched out his hand.
My hand just touched the root of the seal.
Print it.
Suddenly, three beams of light appeared.
Black light.
White light.
There's one more.
It is gray.
Three beams of light simultaneously drilled into the heart of the seal.
The logo of the Recycling Court floated on the black light.
The white light carried Si Mo's aura.
Gray light.
It was Liu Yuan.
Chen Fan's eye twitched.
Three beams of light.
Everyone's vying for the first mark.
Outside the tower.
Si Mo's voice came in.
"The recycling center needs to have its acceptance stamp written on it remotely."
"I stopped half of them."
"The other half".
"You block it yourself."
The voice just fell.
The black light surged.
It outshone the white light.
He was three steps closer to Yin Xin.
Chen Fan pointed his finger at the root of the seal.
The seal face trembled.
surface layer.
Three grooves emerge.
A beam of black light occupies one spot.
A beam of white light occupies one position.
A gray light occupies one spot.
In the groove.
The mark is taking shape.
Whoever finishes carving first.
Whoever acknowledges God first.
Liu Yuan's voice came from outside the tower.
Very mute.
His voice was as mute as if it had leaked air.
"I am a former guard of the tower."
"Root evidence."
"It belongs to me."
The gray light advanced another point.
In the groove.
Half of the character "Liu" emerged.
Chen Fan ignored him.
He stared at the root certificate.
Stare at the three grooves.
suddenly.
With a swipe of the finger.
Ignore the surface grooves.
The fingertip directly touches the bottom of the print.
Printed bottom.
It was a blank space.
The core of the evidence.
Blank clauses.
Chen Fan's finger landed on it.
Write.
One stroke.
One stroke.
It was written very quickly.
The writing never stopped.
The Bull Demon King watched from behind.
I saw the words written by Chen Fan.
"Reversal of the verdict is permissible."
Four words.
Engraving into the blank strip.
The earthquake was confirmed by the Yinmeng earthquake.
Three grooves.
Stop at the same time.
The black light receded an inch.
The white light receded an inch.
The gray light also receded by an inch.
Imprinted in the heart.
A new line of text appears.
"The proposer of the new rules."
"Chen Fan".
"Priority identification".
Outside the tower.
Si Mo's eyes twitched.
The corner of the mouth.
It moved slightly.
"Write blank clauses."
"Seize the initiative in setting the rules."
"You're ruthless."
Liu Yuan's face turned completely white.
He stared at the root certificate.
Stare at that line of text.
hand.
It's shaking.
On the seal of longevity.
The black fire burned even more fiercely.
He pushed forward with all his might.
Push the gray light.
The gray light did not advance but retreated.
The six words are "the proposer of the new rules".
Like a wall.
It is blocked outside the groove.
Liu Yuan roared.
"I only have one breath left."
"That attitude."
"Enough to complete the engraving."
He pressed the longevity seal into his chest.
Black flames burned from his chest.
The skin and flesh were burned black.
The gray light moved again.
It moves very slowly.
But it didn't stop.
One inch.
Two inches.
They forced their way in.
Chen Fan didn't look at him.
He stared at the root certificate.
Stare at that system message.
Another line of text appeared as a prompt.
"An additional operational plan is needed."
"Bear the costs."
"The process of recognizing a master can be completed."
The final hurdle.
Chen Fan pointed to "bearing costs".
fingertip.
Stop.
he was thinking.
How should the cost be filled in?
You filled in too little.
The evidence is not accepted.
Too much was filled in.
Huaguo Mountain cannot bear this burden.
Behind.
The power supply line suddenly flickered.
Red light.
The light comes on from the wire core.
It became very bright.
The Bull Demon King's voice changed.
"military adviser."
"The eukaryotic alarm has been triggered."
"Overload".
"The rear is about to collapse."
Chen Fan turned around.
Energy supply line.
The red light flickered intermittently.
Each jump.
The line gets a fraction thinner.
It's so fine you can see the copper wire.
On the other side of the paper heart.
fire.
It started to shake.
Flame.
Lean to the left.
Leaning to the right.
The situation is getting out of control.
Outside the tower.
Si Mo's voice also changed.
"There's a problem behind you."
"The root of the proof is the Lord."
"There's not enough time."
Chen Fan turned his head.
Stare at the root of the evidence.
Stare at that line: "Bear the cost".
Liu Yuan was still squeezing in.
The black flames burned half of his body.
His eyes were fixed on the groove.
mouth.
Reading aloud.
"The old guard who guarded the tower."
"Root evidence."
"mine."
Gray light.
It advanced another half inch.
The character "刘" in the groove.
It's already mostly finished.
Only one stroke left.
Chen Fan pointed to "bearing costs".
suddenly.
He moved.
Write a line of words with your fingertips.
"Cost bearer".
"The Eighth Tower".
"With Flower and Fruit Mountain".
"Share the burden."
Finished.
The root cause of the earthquake was a powerful shock.
The tower walls shook violently.
Print it.
A beam of light emerged.
The light is new.
Gold with a hint of red.
The light swept across the entire print.
Sweep across the three grooves.
The black light was swept out.
It popped out of print.
The white light was also swept out.
Play it cleanly.
Gray light.
Liu Yuan's gray light.
It's still in the groove.
The light swept across.
The gray light began to crack.
Let's start with the character "Liu".
Each stroke, one character at a time.
It's completely cracked.
It's cracked like shattered porcelain.
Liu Yuan's eyes widened.
It was so big that its eye sockets looked like they were about to burst.
"No."
"That attitude."
"enough."
He pulled the longevity seal directly from his chest.
It brought out a piece of flesh and blood.
Longevity Seal.
It's half broken.
Half remains.
He pressed it into the groove.
Black flames exploded.
The gray light stubbornly held on.
It's not completely cracked yet.
Only one stroke left.
That stroke.
It is the vertical hook of the character "刘".
hook.
in.
A smile appeared on Liu Yuan's face.
He was laughing as if he were crying.
then.
The laughter stopped.
The certificate was stamped.
The new line of text lit up again.
"Confirmed by the co-liability party."
"The Eighth Tower".
"Si Mo".
The name Si Mo immediately caught the eye.
Gray light.
That last stroke.
It is crushed directly into powder.
Liu Yuan looked at the powder.
There was nothing left in the groove.
His lips were trembling.
I want to say something.
Unable to speak.
Longevity Seal.
It fell from my hand.
drop on the floor.
It crumbled into black slag.
Si Mo's voice.
The sound came from outside the tower.
It's still just two words.
"He's finished."
Tone of voice.
Follow the previous chapter.
The same.
Chen Fan remained silent.
He stared at the root certificate.
Print it.
That golden-red light.
Sweep away the last mark.
Stop.
Stopped on the blank clause written by Chen Fan.
The phrase "allowing a reversal of the verdict" is used.
Bright.
It was blindingly bright.
Imprinted in the heart.
The last line of text appears.
"Owner recognition procedure".
"start up."
"Energy supply needs to be maintained."
"Until the program ends."
Power supply line.
The red light flickered even faster.
They were in such a hurry, it was like they were being pressured to give up.
Chen Fan looked at the line of text.
Behind.
The direction of Huaguo Mountain.
A muffled thud was heard.
It's so stuffy, it's so far away.
But it's very heavy.
#Chapter 458 Bearing the Costs
Chen Fan turned his head.
I looked toward the writing desk.
On the stage.
The power supply line is still malfunctioning.
It was so red it looked almost purple.
It was so purple it was almost black.
He raised his hand.
My fingers are pressed on the table.
Press it very hard.
"The Bull Demon King".
"Retrieve all the energy supply records for Huaguo Mountain."
"Now."
The Bull Demon King was taken aback.
"military adviser."
"Should we adjust it now?"
"The power supply line is about to break."
Chen Fan did not turn around.
"Adjust."
The Bull Demon King gritted his teeth.
Turn around.
His hand pressed against the stone wall.
The stone wall cracked.
The recording layer inside is exposed.
Densely packed.
It's all numbers.
All of them are red lines.
Chen Fan glanced at it.
then.
Start writing on the writing table.
I'm not writing fast.
One word at a time.
Carve it on.
first row.
"Eukaryotic energy supply."
"For the rear."
"It's not for the Heavenly Court."
"It's not for Buddhism."
"It's for Flower Fruit Mountain."
"Give it to seventy-two holes."
"For every demon."
second line.
"The furnace base is covered."
"Every furnace."
"Equip one seat at a time."
"As long as I sit, the hearth remains."
"The furnace was destroyed and shut down."
Third line.
"Audit chain record".
"Every single energy supply."
"They're all engraved on the chain."
"Carved to death."
"Cannot be changed."
"Do not delete."
"Irreversible".
Fourth line.
"Alliance allocation".
"Huaguo Mountain will take 60%."
"Take 30% of the 72 holes."
"Keep 10%."
"Prepare for disaster recovery."
Fifth line.
"Failure Material Library"
"Every attempt to overturn the verdict failed."
"Keep everything on file."
"All are labeled."
"It will all be made public."
Chen Fan finished writing the fifth line.
It paused for a moment.
My fingers are pressed on the table.
My fingertips are turning white.
then.
I wrote the sixth line.
"The person responsible will be held accountable."
"Every link."
"Who signed it?"
"Who's in charge?"
Who answered?
Who will take responsibility?
Finished.
Energy supply line.
That red light.
It suddenly jumped.
The jump was very light.
But it's very stable.
Unlike before.
They jumped so fast.
The Bull Demon King stared at the power supply line.
His eyes widened.
"military adviser."
"Power supply line".
"It's safe."
Chen Fan remained silent.
He's still writing.
The seventh line.
"Right to review".
"Overturning a verdict is not a one-off deal."
Anyone can apply for a review.
"As long as there is new evidence."
"As long as there is new logic."
"As long as someone dares to sign it."
Eighth line.
"Right to reconsider".
"There is no final outcome to overturning the verdict."
"Times have changed."
"The conditions have changed."
People have changed.
"Then we can discuss it again."
"Let's discuss it again."
"Let's discuss it again."
"Let's keep discussing it."
He finished writing the eighth line.
A full-length writing desk.
Everything is shaking.
On the stage.
Those words.
Line by line.
It lights up.
It shines like gold.
Energy supply line.
That red light.
It's completely stable now.
It's as steady as an iron chain.
The Bull Demon King took a deep breath.
The voice trembled slightly.
"military adviser."
"This set of things."
"Is it written into the stub?"
Chen Fan nodded.
"It's written in."
He turned his head.
Look towards the root of the seal.
Print it.
That piece of light, "unclaimed and awaiting recognition".
It's changing.
The character "金" (gold).
Line by line.
It surfaced.
"Eukaryotic energy supply."
"The furnace base is covered."
"Audit chain record".
"Alliance allocation".
"Failure Material Library"
"The person responsible will be held accountable."
"Right to review".
"Right to reconsider".
Each row that appears.
The evidence will shine brighter.
It stayed lit until the very end.
The whole piece is printed.
It shone as brightly as a piece of red-hot iron.
Imprinted in the heart.
Three words emerged.
"Recognize the Lord".
"schedule."
"Ninety percent."
The Bull Demon King saw those three words.
My whole body froze.
"Ninety percent?"
"military adviser."
"It was zero just now."
"Now, directly to 90%?"
Chen Fan stared at the root proof seal.
Corner of the eye.
It moved slightly.
"because."
"I told it."
"Reversal of the verdict."
"It's not reckless."
"There is a cost involved."
"I can afford this cost."
The voice just fell.
Root evidence.
A sudden jolt.
Print it.
That golden-red light.
It flows back.
It flows into the power supply line.
Following the power supply line.
It rushed into the furnace base.
It plunges into the eukaryote.
They rushed into every corner of Huaguo Mountain.
rear.
A muffled thud was heard.
It was very dull and oppressive.
But it's not chaotic.
What does it look like?
It's been calibrated.
The Bull Demon King suddenly turned his head.
Look behind you.
"military adviser."
"Power supply line".
"All corrected."
"wrong."
"More stable than before."
"It's 30% stable."
Chen Fan nodded.
"Root evidence."
"It gave the true core a reverse calibration."
"It clears up the accumulated errors in the eukaryote."
"It's all been liquidated."
The Bull Demon King was stunned.
"An accounting error?"
"What accounting error?"
Chen Fan did not explain.
He stared at the root certificate.
Print it.
Those four words.
"Unclaimed and awaiting recognition."
It's changing.
Slowing down.
Faded.
At last.
Only one word remains.
"List."
The Bull Demon King saw that word.
Her eyes welled up with tears.
"military adviser."
"Root evidence."
"I acknowledge you."
Chen Fan shook his head.
"Not all of them have been identified."
"One more step."
He raised his hand.
Pointing to the root proof seal.
Print it.
Next to the character "陈".
There is still a blank space.
In the blank space.
A line of small text floats on the surface.
"To be signed."
"The name of the tower."
"The Eight Towers Recognize Their Master".
"The tower's name must be included."
The Bull Demon King was taken aback.
"The name of the tower?"
"What do you mean?"
Chen Fan was about to speak.
Outside the tower.
Si Mo's voice.
It's passed in.
It's very light.
But it's very clear.
"The tower is signed."
"That's the rule of the Eighth Tower."
"Every chief steward."
"They should all be given to the Eighth Tower."
"Rename it."
"Your name".
"That's the name of the tower."
Chen Fan turned his head.
Looking out of the tower.
Si Mo stood next to the power supply line.
The white cloth was still floating in her hand.
She looked at Chen Fan.
Corner of the eye.
It bent slightly.
"Your plan."
"I've got it."
Not a single word was missed.
Chen Fan remained silent.
Si Mo continued.
"The Eighth Tower".
"That's exactly what's missing."
"Not a resource."
"It's not a permission issue."
"They are capable of bearing the consequences of overturning the verdict."
"system."
She finished speaking.
With a flick of the wrist.
On the white cloth.
There's an extra line of text.
"They can be held accountable."
"Verifiable."
"This is open for discussion."
She looked at the line of text.
Looked for a long time.
then.
Put the white cloth away.
"Chen Fan".
"This set of things."
"Enough for the Eighth Tower to last for a hundred years."
Next to the power supply line.
There is one more person.
Liu Yuan.
He lay on the ground.
A break in the power supply line.
It was still stuck in his chest.
He didn't die.
But it can't move.
He listened to Chen Fan's proposal.
Listen to Si Mo's evaluation.
The expression on his face.
From a cold laugh.
It becomes sluggish.
From stagnation.
It turned into despair.
At last.
He spoke.
His voice was so hoarse it was almost inhuman.
"Si Mo".
"You're crazy."
"This set of things."
"It will destroy the Heavenly Court."
"It will destroy Buddhism."
"It will ruin all the rules."
Si Mo lowered his head.
I glanced at him.
"Liu Yuan".
"You still don't understand."
"rule."
"It's not meant to be destroyed."
"It's for exchanging."
"Old rules."
"We can't afford the new costs."
"It needs to be replaced."
"Chen Fan".
"New rules that can bear the costs have been introduced."
"you."
There's nothing there.
Liu Yuan opened his mouth.
What do you want to say?
But he couldn't say anything.
The power supply line on his chest.
Sudden.
broken.
It wasn't Chen Fan who made the cut.
The power supply line broke on its own.
Shouyin, the person in charge of the Seventh Tower.
Broken.
It was crushed into powder.
Liu Yuan rolled his eyes.
fainted.
Outside the tower.
A series of hurried footsteps approached.
It's not from Flower Fruit Mountain.
It belongs to the recycling center.
The footsteps were heavy.
It's urgent.
What does it look like?
They're on their way here.
Si Mo turned his head.
I looked in the direction from which the footsteps were coming.
brow.
He frowned slightly.
"Recycling Courtyard".
"I'm not reconciled."
"them."
"We need to bombard the tower directly."
Chen Fan heard it.
He didn't move.
He stared at the root certificate.
Staring at the character "Chen".
Staring at that blank space.
then.
Raise your hand.
I'm about to write down the name of the tower.
End of chapter.
Outside the tower.
A loud bang was heard.
Amidst the deafening roar.
A voice was mixed in.
It was as cold as iron.
"Chen Fan".
You bear the costs.
"I'll take your life."
The sound faded.
Power supply line.
A sudden jolt.
The tremor was stronger than before.
Even more ruthless.