Earth. Global Broadcast.Panic had gripped the planet. News of Lucas declaring war on the Galactic Council spread like wildfire. "We are doomed!" People screamed in the streets. "The Council has thousands of warships! We are just one planet!"Suddenly, every screen in the world turned gold. Lucas King appeared. He wasn't wearing a military uniform. He was wearing a hard hat."Citizens of Earth," Lucas smiled. "I heard you are worried about the war." "Don't be. War is just another business project." "Today, I am announcing the launch of the 'Stellar Great Wall' Initiative."A holographic blueprint appeared next to him. It showed a massive ring of defensive fortresses surrounding the entire Solar System. Turrets the size of cities. Shield generators powered by Void Energy. It was the largest construction project in history."We need workers," Lucas continued. "Engineers, miners, truck drivers, cooks... anyone who can move." "Salary: 10,000 King Coins per day (approx. $1 Million USD)." "

The Edge of the Solar System. The Unfinished Star Wall.High Councilor Vex was desperate. His assassination failed. His money was gone. His reputation was ruined. He had one card left: Brute Force. "All remaining ships!" Vex screamed over the comms from his flagship The Arbiter. "Fire at will! Target Earth! Burn it to ash!"A fleet of 500 Tier 4 Dreadnoughts, patched up with emergency power, charged towards the gap in the unfinished Star Wall. Their cannons glowed red. They were ready to unleash a "Planet-Killer" volley....On top of Floating Fortress No. 1.A lone figure stood on the edge of the metal platform, looking at the incoming fleet. It was Emperor Qin. He was not wearing a spacesuit. He was surrounded by a thin, golden force field—The Imperial Aura Shield (Tech Level: 5). In his hand, he held a long, black sword. [Weapon: The Tai'a Sword (Reforged).] [Material: Void Metal + Nanobots.] [Upgrade Cost: 10 Trillion King Coins.]"Barbarians," Qin scoffed. "They dare to cross My

Council Prime (Renamed: King Corp Galactic Headquarters).The "Acquisition Ceremony" was over. Fireworks were lighting up the skies of 10,000 planets. Lucas King sat on the Golden Throne that used to belong to the High Councilor. He was drinking a can of Coke, looking at the holographic map of his new empire."Boss," Malak floated over, wearing a gold chain the size of a tank. "We have a problem." "The Void... is shaking.""Shaking?" Lucas frowned. "Is it an earthquake?""No. Someone is knocking on the door." "From... upstairs." Malak pointed a claw at the ceiling.Suddenly, the space above the planet didn't just tear open; it folded. It was like watching a 3D piece of paper being folded by a 4D hand. A geometrical shape—a perfect, glowing Tesseract (Hypercube)—descended from the sky. It ignored gravity. It ignored the shields. It ignored the laws of physics.A voice resonated in everyone's mind. It wasn't a sound; it was pure data. "[Alert: Universe Sector 998-Beta has changed owners

Earth. The King Family Private Island.The sea breeze was warm. Waiters in white gloves were serving champagne. This was the gathering of the Original King Family—the hidden trilionaire family that controlled 30% of Earth's traditional economy (Oil, Real Estate, Banking). They were powerful. They were arrogant. And they were about to be humiliated.A helicopter landed on the lawn. Lucas King stepped out, wearing a casual T-shirt and jeans. Behind him was Malak (in human form, looking like a 7-foot tall bodyguard in sunglasses) and Zero (the God/Auditor, now looking like a humble personal assistant carrying a briefcase)."Look who's back," a mocking voice sounded. Cousin Chad walked over, holding a cigar. He was wearing a $50,000 suit. "Lucas, I heard you started a tech company. 'King Corp', right?" "Did you finally make your first billion? Or do you need a loan from Grandpa?"Lucas smiled politely. "I'm doing okay, Chad. Enough to buy food.""Hmph. Modesty is for the poor," Chad sneer

Earth. King Family Private Island."10... 9... 8..." The giant red countdown in the sky was ticking down. Lucas King had spent the money. He had paved the roads with gold, turned the moon into a disco ball, and bought every useless asteroid in the sector. But the "Economic Singularity" didn't stop. The red light was blinding."It's over!" Cousin Chad screamed, hiding under a table. "We are all going to die!" Grandfather King closed his eyes. "At least... we die rich."Lucas stood on the beach, looking at the sky. "Zero," he asked his Employee God. "Did I spend enough?"Zero was shaking. "I... I don't know, Boss! The data stream is too complex! It's rewriting reality!""3... 2... 1..."SILENCE. The world went white. Everyone held their breath, waiting for the explosion. Waiting for the end. But... there was no pain. No death.Instead, a cheerful, 8-bit digital melody played from the sky. Ta-da! 🎉The red warning signs turned Green. Giant holographic confetti rained down from the cloud