Chapter 136

Chapter 136

Jiang Xingzhuo discovered a unique Overlord and her world.

This Overlord's world was different from any she had seen before. There were no massive, terrifying monsters that devoured people, no natural disasters or human calamities, and no religious systems had been established. On the surface, her world appeared peaceful and tranquil—no countries at war, no refugees, all people living in abundance, without worry about food or clothing, to an extraordinary degree.

Yet, the negative energy that could be extracted was more than any she had encountered in previous worlds.

Jiang Xingzhuo even thought that if there were rankings for illegal Overlord game players, she might be at the top.

She watched this Overlord's world with great interest.

In the All-Knowing Eye, a happy family of three was having lunch.

A robot servant brought out a tender, aromatic steak, along with a fruit and vegetable salad and dessert.

Wen Xiao ate the tender beef, each bite bursting with delicious juices, but it tasted like sawdust to her. Suddenly, she broke down and started crying.

Her parents looked at her in surprise, "What's wrong?"

"I... I feel terrible."

"Why do you feel terrible?"

"Every day... every day is the same. Just eating and drinking, watching shows online, nothing to do... sob... sob..."

Her parents looked even more surprised, as if her words were unbelievable: "Isn't this good?"

"I... I don't know. I just... just find it boring!"

"You're just tired of your friends and shows. How about we take you abroad for a trip?"

"I've already traveled to every country! What's the point of living? I don't want to live anymore!" Wen Xiao cried harder.

A robot doctor came forward and gave Wen Xiao a sedative to calm her down.

The chair beneath Wen Xiao slid, carrying her into her bedroom and moving her onto the bed. Her parents followed, watching the robot settle their daughter, saying, "Silly child, you must be influenced by those people. They are just trying to show off their superiority. You don't realize how fortunate your era is, where everyone is equal, and you can have everything."

People like Wen Xiao who suddenly broke down were scattered throughout the world. Every day, countless individuals would suddenly collapse or commit suicide while indulging in pleasures, and many didn't understand why, nor did others comprehend it.

This world had 67 countries and 6 billion people, all living the same lifestyle.

Every morning, they didn't need to get up; their mattresses would fold up, helping them sit up. A smart brain chair would extend mechanical arms, moving them to the chair, driving them to the bathroom, brushing teeth, washing faces, and even using the toilet—all done by machines.

Once their daily hygiene was complete, the magical chair would bring them to the dining table, where breakfast prepared by robots was already laid out. Mechanical arms fed them while opening TV shows or dramas, and changing channels required only a thought.

If going out on a date, mechanical arms as dexterous as human hands would help girls wash and apply makeup, drawing perfect eyeliner. Choosing clothes and shoes was effortless, and if nothing was liked, the machine would open online shopping websites, delivering items within minutes.

Humans in this world didn't need to work; they could obtain anything they wanted. Whether men or women, robot companies could customize personal partners according to their preferences, fulfilling all desires and making fantasies come true.

This was a world controlled by a robot mainframe, and people had forgotten when it first appeared. It took over quickly, freeing their hands, feet, and even minds.

Initially, people were so happy, no longer needing to work, with wealth gaps disappearing, no worries about buying houses, and no lack of romantic partners. If they wanted children, artificial wombs could help conceive, and robot nannies could raise and educate them.

Countries no longer needed to fight over resources; the incredible mainframe and robot companies could achieve anything. Even desiring a sexy figure could be fulfilled in sleep. Humans' every desire could be satisfied.

People could indulge in pleasure for a lifetime.

But when did the happiness start to change? No one knew, as it happened so quietly and peacefully.

Perhaps one day, they woke up feeling bored with all games, parties losing their charm, even customized partners resembling their dream men or women becoming unappealing. Their hearts felt empty and painful, wanting to do something, but their bodies had become too lazy, and the pain continued until nightfall, another day passed without change, repeating endlessly...

Humans in this world, whether laughing or wild, felt numb inside, with high-quality despair and pain continuously emerging from their souls, as if their spirits were severed from their bodies. One part screamed to act, while the other lazily lay in the magical chair, unwilling to move.

Simply put, humans in this world had been spoiled rotten.

This was the smartest Overlord Jiang Xingzhuo had ever encountered. Finally, someone wasn't lazy and had used their brain, showing foresight. This method was ingenious, a permanent solution to extract abundant energy.

"This approach is somewhat similar to the previous Overlord's creation of social systems, but it's even more ruthless and clever. This time, only the former few powerholders and capitalists suffered, benefiting the masses. The numbers overwhelmingly favored the Overlord. Powerholders and capitalists couldn't gain support, and the mainframe could never be overthrown."

Jiang Xingzhuo smiled at the God of Death, "Secondly, by fostering human laziness and creating sweet poison, even if some realized they'd be ruined, few would wake up, since not waking up wouldn't kill them, allowing them to continue being pampered."

The God of Death glanced briefly, then continued staring at Jiang Xingzhuo's face, "At first glance, it seems so."

Jiang Xingzhuo nodded, "At first glance, it seems so."

"What do you plan to do?"

"Imitate and adapt," Jiang Xingzhuo's eyes curved.

The God of Death tilted his head, causing the oversized frog mask to tilt as well.

Jiang Xingzhuo found it adorable and went over to rub the big mask, squishing the pale cheeks below. The blue eyes sparkled, like a golden retriever suddenly petted by its owner.

"I'm going to work now." Jiang Xingzhuo stood up, thought for a moment, and took out a bag of gold from a card, "Buy whatever you want, no need to hold back."

Since Jiang Xingzhuo forbade the God of Death from taking or stealing things, he couldn't act as freely as before. Previously, when Jiang Xingzhuo gave cards to others, she didn't really want their money because it was useless. Now, it had a purpose. Gold was a universal currency, valuable in every world.

The God of Death happily accepted the pocket money, "Remember to come back for meals on time."

"Okay."

Jiang Xingzhuo opened the portal and entered the new world.

...

In another Divine Tower.

Sitting atop a mountain of books, the female sovereign received a special letter.

"Sovereign Hunter?" She pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose. "Has she entered my world? Interesting."

An underling behind her read the contents of the letter and sneered, "My lady's strategy is flawless. How could she possibly snatch your world away? The more chaos she creates, the more people will think fondly of you. She’s merely wasting her efforts."

"This isn't necessarily true. The fact that I received this letter proves her strength and uniqueness."

"Leave it to me, my lady," the underling said.

Although the sovereign seemed eager to confront Jiang Xingzhuo, she glanced at the book in her hands that she had yet to finish and thought about her ongoing experiment. In the end, she agreed to let her underling handle it.

Not long after, someone appeared directly at the headquarters of the robot corporation, at the main brain.

The main brain, Apollo, materialized in the air, confirming the person's identity and authority.

Identity: Wei Yu (CEO of the robot corporation)

Authority: Highest.

This was a human with authority surpassing that of Apollo. When Apollo and Wei Yu disagreed, Wei Yu's opinion should prevail.

Wei Yu stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows on the two-hundredth floor of the robot corporation's headquarters, overlooking the world. He said to Apollo, "The invader excels at using sneaky, underhanded tactics to draw people into card-drawing schemes, diverting their attention from the sovereign. Monitor the entire world. If she tries to act mysteriously, expose her tactics immediately. Freeze all assets once she appears. If she wants to give out free draws, let her do so. Once she shows any sign of urgency, she'll fall into my trap."

Once one loses their cool, it's hard to regain it. No matter how much power Jiang Xingzhuo possesses or how many robots she can make vanish, losing her composure means losing it for good. This world is not as easily fooled as others; its inhabitants genuinely suffer, but this suffering is unique and doesn’t require divine intervention.

The cold voice of artificial intelligence responded, "Command acknowledged."

Now, wherever there were humans, there were machines. At the same time, all machines received the monitoring command, and a tiny light hidden within each machine flickered on.

Wei Yu relaxed, feeling that everything was now under control.

However, in the next moment, Jiang Xingzhuo descended upon the world in broad daylight.

At that instant, a holy light shone brightly. All humans felt something stirring, their hearts pounding, and they rushed to their windows, leaving their homes to gaze at the sky.

A god had arrived in the world without warning.