Sector 4. The Edge of the 'Bootleg Galaxy'.A massive, golden Star Destroyer, shaped like a floating bank vault and stamped with the glowing King Corp logo, pierced through the dimensional fabric. Lucas King stood on the command bridge, sipping a $500,000 cup of starlight espresso.Below them lay Sector 4—a polluted, neon-lit galaxy where the spiritual energy smelled like cheap plastic and stolen data."Zero, give me the damage report on our Intellectual Property," Lucas commanded, looking at the holographic projections of the planets below."Boss, it’s worse than we thought," Zero reported, his data streams glowing with a rare color of legal fury. "This sector is a massive sweatshop for 'Parasitic Systems'. They are currently running 400,000 bootleg versions of our 'King-Lite System'. They call it the 'Emperor-Pro Max System'. It has a terrible User Interface, glitches constantly, and forces the Hosts to watch unskippable ads before every sword fight."Lucas’s eyes narrowed. "They ar

King Corp Headquarters. The Penthouse Suite.The "Carbon Neutral" air filters and the addictive "Spirit-Net" microtransactions had done their job perfectly. Within a month, the Multiverse was facing its first-ever severe economic depression. Trillions of cultivators had spent their life savings, their sect treasures, and even mortgaged their ancestral tombs just to breathe clean air and pull for rare digital skins in the "All-Worlds Gacha App.""Boss, the default rate on 'King Corp Aura-Subscriptions' has hit 80%," Zero reported, projecting a massive sea of red financial graphs across the penthouse. "Most of the Tier 9 Sects are officially bankrupt. Lady Verdant and her Druids are currently working in our 'Spicy Stick' plantations just to pay off their air bill."Lucas King was sitting on a sofa made of woven dragon-silk, casually tossing a gold coin into the air."Bankrupt? That’s no good, Zero. A dead consumer can't generate value," Lucas said, catching the coin. "Roll out the 'King

Bank of All Worlds. The Grand Trading Floor.The King Corp manufacturing hubs had done their job too well. Trillions of mass-produced flying swords, low-tier systems, and budget immortality pills had flooded the Multiverse.The result was catastrophic hyperinflation.Lucas King stood before the massive holographic tickers of the Primal Stock Exchange—the financial heartbeat of the cosmos. The numbers were flashing violent red."Zero, what’s the current exchange rate?" Lucas asked, casually adjusting his tie."Boss, it’s a total economic collapse," Zero’s 8-bit eyes were spinning like slot machines. "The 'Spirit Stone' has lost 99.999% of its value in the last forty-eight hours. Yesterday, a single high-grade Spirit Stone could buy a city. Today, it takes fifty billion Spirit Stones to buy a cup of cheap herbal tea."Malak (the Void Overlord) was sitting in the corner, happily munching on a mountain of top-tier Spirit Stones. "Boss, these shiny rocks used to be hard. Now they taste lik

The Thunder-Strike Peak. Sector 3.In the old universe, facing the Nine-Tier Heavenly Tribulation was the ultimate test of a cultivator's will, strength, and destiny. But in Universe Version 2.0, it was just another "Limited-Time Event."Long Chen, a renowned "Son of Destiny" who had spent his entire life defying the heavens, stood at the peak of the mountain. Dark clouds gathered above him, swirling with terrifying, purple cosmic lightning.He drew his legendary sword, ready to fight the sky.Suddenly, a massive, flashing neon King Corp interface blocked his view of the clouds.[Ding!] [Event Triggered: The 9-Tier Heavenly Tribulation!] [Warning: Base survival rate is 0.0001%. Would you like to open the 'Tribulation Survival Gacha Banner' to increase your odds?] [Current Rate-Up: SSR 'Divine Substitute Doll' (Completely negates one lightning strike!)]Long Chen gritted his teeth. "I don't need your corporate tricks! My Dao Heart is unbreakable! Come at me, Heavens!"The first bolt of

King Corp Headquarters. The Customer Service Atrium.The "Universe Version 2.0" was a financial masterpiece. The VIP systems, the Gacha banners, and the Daily Quests had turned the entire Multiverse into a hyper-profitable digital casino.But with great profit came great customer complaints.Lucas King sat in his penthouse, listening to the soothing sound of his Omni-Coin counter spinning into the quintillions."Boss, our revenue is up another 4,000% this week," Zero reported, projecting a holographic pie chart. "However, we have a massive influx of 'Unrecognized Charge' disputes. It seems the younger generation of immortals has discovered the 'One-Tap Purchase' feature."Before Lucas could respond, the reinforced doors of the penthouse were blown off their hinges by a blast of supreme aquatic energy.In stormed the Dragon Emperor of the Northern Seas, an ancient deity whose scales could deflect supernovas. But right now, he didn't look like a fearsome warlord. He looked like an angry