Anime Crossover: The Small Workshop System's Aggressive Feeding

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"Your Majesty, what about the Taotie Legion...?"

Ato asked cautiously.

"Taotie? To hell with Taotie!" Morgana kicked over the liquor cabinet next to her.

"Tell that perverted Karl that he can deal with his toys himself! I'm not playing with him anymore! If we don't run away now, we'll all become background images on that tattered banner!"

Dead Song Academy.

Carl received communications from Morgana and Keisha, and also saw the angel's statement.

The fervor on his face gradually faded, replaced by a scholarly calmness and focus.

He knew that Morgana was afraid, and Keisha was afraid too.

But he is not afraid.

Because what he pursues is precisely this ultimate "emptiness" and "reality." Zhou Ye's appearance is not a threat to him, but a guide.

He slowly walked to a huge instrument and began to input a series of complex instructions.

"Start the giant clock and send a message toward Earth."

He paused, then spoke softly, almost in a reverent tone:

"The message reads: Respected Truth. I, Death Karl, wish to be your most humble student and listen to your teachings."

He didn't expect a response.

He was merely stating his position. He was offering his... pledge of allegiance to that unknown, supreme being.

……

A barbecue stall at a night market in Juxia City.

Zhou Ye was sitting on a greasy plastic stool, with a bunch of sizzling grilled kidneys and several bottles of ice-cold beer in front of him.

Feng Shayan sat to the side, nibbling on a skewer of grilled chicken wings, but her eyes kept sneaking glances at her husband.

She noticed that her husband seemed to be in a very good mood.

After devouring Xuan Tianji, forcing Di Hongkun to his death, scaring away angels and demons, and ordering the Super God Academy to get out of the world, he can still sit here so calmly, haggling with the owner over whether a skewer of grilled kidneys is crispy enough.

This contrast made Fengshayan feel that her worldview was being distorted in a strange direction.

"Sir, are we... really staying here?" Feng Shayan couldn't help but ask.

"Otherwise what?" Zhou Ye took a big gulp of beer and exhaled a satisfying breath.

"The kidneys here are good, quite pungent, and have that authentic flavor. We won't move until we find better kidneys."

Wind and Sand Swallow: "..."

So, the fate of the entire universe was decided because of a skewer of grilled kidneys...?

Just then, Zhou Ye suddenly stopped eating.

He frowned slightly, raised his head, and looked up at the sky.

"Tsk."

He clicked his tongue in displeasure.

"There are always flies that don't watch where they're going."

Following his gaze, Feng Shayan looked up at the night sky, which was dotted with stars but otherwise empty.

But the very next second, on the distant edge of the city, in a deserted area, a blinding flash of light suddenly erupted! Then, a violent explosion followed belatedly.

"What...what is that?" Feng Shayan exclaimed in surprise.

“A lost Taotie reconnaissance fleet.” Zhou Ye withdrew his gaze, picked up a skewer of kidneys again, and said somewhat listlessly, “They probably didn’t receive their master’s retreat text message, so they just randomly picked a spot and fired a shot based on the old map.”

He looked at the kidney in his hand and sighed.

"Honestly, this is the most annoying thing when we're eating."

"A perfectly good meal has been ruined."

He casually tossed the skewer onto the table, then flicked his finger lightly towards the sky.

Like flicking off a speck of dust.

At the distant edge of the solar system, a Taotie fleet consisting of more than a dozen cruciform warships is preparing to carry out its second salvo.

Their commander is grinning maliciously in front of the screen.

“Foolish natives of Earth, feel the power of my God…”

He didn't finish his sentence.

Because, in an instant, he and his fleet, along with the space they inhabited, went from "existing" to "not existing".

There was no explosion, no light, and no energy fluctuation.

It's like an artist using an eraser to gently wipe away an extra stroke on a canvas.

Clean, neat, and without leaving a trace.

After Zhou Ye finished this action, he picked up a bottle of beer and drank it all in one gulp.

"Boss, check out!"

He stood up and said to Feng Shayan, who was still in a daze, "Let's go, go back to sleep."

"Such a good late-night snack was ruined by a few flies."

"Looks like I'll have to set aside some time tomorrow to give the entire solar system a proper cleaning."

Chapter 420 Conducting a Collapse Test on the Known Universe

The hustle and bustle of the night market seemed to be shut out by an invisible wall.

After Zhou Ye finished flicking his fingers, the irritation that had made even the kebabs taste bland finally subsided. Feng Shayan stared at him blankly. In that instant, she felt that her husband's entire aura had changed. He was no longer the neighborly older brother who fussed over whether the kidneys were savory enough, but an ancient deity who indifferently overlooked the chess game.

That feeling lasted only a moment, as fleeting as a hallucination.

"Sir, that thing just now..."

She started to say something, but then didn't know how to continue the conversation.

Is the question about the fire that bursts forth on the edge of the city, or about the fleet that was "erased" in the depths of space?

"A few lost flies that didn't receive the text message."

Zhou Ye picked up another bottle of beer, downed it in one gulp, his movements betraying a hint of dejection.

"It affects appetite."

He stood up, took out a few banknotes from his pocket, and slapped them on the table.

"Boss, check out!"

Then, without looking back, he walked towards home, leaving behind only a sentence that drifted away in the night wind.

"It seems I'll have to set aside some time tomorrow to give the entire solar system a thorough cleaning."

Fengshayan hurriedly followed, but a huge wave of emotions surged within her.

Clean up the solar system?

This was said as casually as sweeping the fallen leaves in the yard tomorrow morning. She now had no doubt that her husband could actually do it. She just couldn't imagine what that would look like.

Back at the seaside villa, Zhou Ye didn't go straight to rest as usual. Instead, he went to the second-floor terrace alone and stood quietly facing the shimmering sea.

Feng Shayan brewed a pot of tea, carefully carried it over, placed it on the stone table beside him, and then stood quietly to the side, not daring to make a sound to disturb him.

The night breeze ruffled Zhou Ye's clothes as he gazed at the deep night sky. Gone was the languor he had shown at the night market; replaced by a calm of scrutiny and assessment.

This universe is very interesting.

However, it also has many problems.

Zhou Ye's most direct assessment of the world is that the technology tree is "severely unbalanced."

They can easily manipulate the fundamental rules of the universe through so-called "super genes," creating weapons like god-slaying weapons and the Great Clock that are almost governed by causality. But the foundation of their civilization is ridiculously fragile.

A single Taotie army could keep Earth's civilization constantly on its toes.

One Karl could spread death and fear to every corner of the known universe.

Gods here are more like high-level programmers, possessing access to lower-level code, but they themselves are still part of the code, subject to the "service" of the entire universe.

"器".

They become vulnerable once the server rules are rewritten or a higher-privilege "administrator" appears.

The fall of Di Hongkun is the best proof of this.

Fear alone cannot maintain order. Fear fades with time and dissipates with distance. When he leaves this world, everything may return to its original state.

It only treats the symptoms but not the root cause.

Zhou Ye dislikes trouble. Therefore, he decided to address the root cause of this universe's severe imbalance and give it a make-up lesson.

He needs to introduce a new "variable," a new "threat."

This threat cannot be contained by known "super-gene" systems, nor can it be easily eliminated by weapons driven by "dark energy." It must be a completely new entity, capable of forcing civilizations in this universe to think, to research, and to forge an alternative path.

It's like a strict teacher giving a group of students who can only memorize formulas an advanced problem that requires independent thinking and hands-on practice.

"Hollow..."

Zhou Ye uttered two words softly.

That's a phenomenon, a mechanism that promotes the renewal of civilization and selects the "top students" of the universe. In this world, it doesn't exist.

But Zhou Ye came, and it came into being.

As soon as this thought arose, the underlying physical rules of the entire Earth, and even the solar system, began to undergo extremely subtle yet fundamental distortions.

It is neither the injection of energy nor the creation of matter.

Instead, on a blank sheet of paper, a new "axiom" was added with an imperceptible pen.

—When civilization develops to a certain level, and when the spiritual and energy fluctuations of intelligent life reach a certain threshold, it will attract the attention of “collapse”.