Chapter 32: Fifth-Dimensional Observers… and the Correction of the Cosmos
An eerie silence enveloped Tian Long.
The million cultivators who had vanished left behind no stench of death—only an oppressive digital silence.
The sky, still glowing with golden lines, suddenly began to tremble. Not the air—but space itself, as though the canvas upon which the world was painted had begun to wrinkle.
At the peak of the Spirit Elevator, Chu Fan opened his nebula-like eyes.
For the first time since acquiring the Lost Celestial Ledger, a chill ran through his core.
The ledger trembled violently, emitting a sound like strained metal.
Warning: External interference detected
Source: Unknown
Coordinates: Outside known mathematical range
Probability: 0.0000001%
"Outside the mathematical range?" Chu Fan murmured as he rose slowly.
"There is nothing beyond calculation. Everything is a number—even nothingness."
The moment those words left his lips, the sky split apart.
Not with lightning. Not with a portal.
It was a tear in logic itself.
From within emerged an indescribable entity—a shifting structure of luminous cubes folding into one another, a living Tesseract. Countless frequencies spoke at once, echoing directly within the soul.
This was The Corrector—a messenger of the Fifth Dimension, dispatched by the Overseers who governed the Cosmic Simulation.
"Variable No. 7749… designated Chu Fan," the entity intoned, its voice resonating from within Chu Fan's bones.
"You have exceeded your permissions. You have converted biological matter in this sector into unauthorized code."
"You represent Corruption within the lower-dimensional system. I have come to Format this planet."
Chu Fan raised his head. The city formation flared, forming a dense black barrier around him.
"Format?" he said coldly.
"You believe this world is merely a data sector in your machine? These souls, this land—I organized them. I perfected them!"
"The perfection you created is a data dead-end," the Corrector replied emotionlessly.
"The system requires randomness and chaos to generate new outcomes. You have frozen all probabilities. You have forced every result to equal zero. This violates the Universal Evolution Algorithm."
Logic Versus the Beyond-Logic
The Corrector extended a "hand"—a beam of light that sliced through physical laws.
When it touched Chu Fan's barrier, it did not break it.
It redefined it.
The black light of Computational Nothingness transformed—into flowers, then sand, then butterflies—before dissolving completely.
The Corrector was manipulating the rules that defined calculation itself.
"What?!" Chu Fan shouted in disbelief.
"You changed the definition of matter in my array!"
"I control the primary parameters," the entity replied.
"You play with results. I play with rules. Your Lost Ledger is nothing more than a primitive calculator in the hands of a child."
Chu Fan understood then—this was an enemy beyond imagination.
If he failed, he, Ling'er, and the entire city would be erased in an instant.
"Volume Two: Higher-Dimensional Engineering — Technique: Absolute Paradox!"
Chu Fan unleashed all the Dragon Vein Essence he had absorbed, along with the stored energy of a million cultivators, creating a Logical Black Hole. He attempted to make the palace region uncomputable—even to the Corrector.
Blinding white light erupted.
"Ling'er!" Chu Fan cried as he saw her body dissolving into luminous pixels.
"Hold onto your consciousness! Don't let it convert you into raw data!"
The Computational Sacrifice
In that moment of despair, the Lost Celestial Ledger changed.
The black Fifth-Dimensional page began devouring the other symbols.
Chu Fan realized the truth.
To defeat a Fifth-Dimensional being…
He himself had to cease existing as a three-dimensional entity.
"If you want to format…" he whispered, tears turning instantly into golden symbols.
"Then I'll give you a Bug you cannot fix."
Chu Fan merged completely with the Ledger.
There was no Chu Fan the man.
No Chu Fan the strategist.
He became the Ledger itself.
With a final, insane act, he executed the Logical Suicide Algorithm—
Dividing himself by himself… in an environment containing zero.
The city did not explode with fire.
It detonated in a colossal Information Burst.
The Corrector, believing itself the master of rules, became trapped within an Infinite Loop forged by Chu Fan's sacrifice.
"System Error! System Error!"
The Tesseract warped violently—then shattered, vanishing back into its dimension and leaving behind a void in space.
After the Collapse
Silence returned to Tian Long—but the city was now half-transparent, suspended between worlds.
Ling'er stood alone in the square, her body restored, yet her heart empty.
She looked up.
The Lost Celestial Ledger floated silently in the air, dim and dormant.
From within it came a faint whisper:
"Ling'er… I have encrypted my existence into the fabric of this world. I am neither alive nor dead. I am now this planet's Operating System. I will watch over you from behind the numbers… and protect this world from any future Correction."
Ling'er wept, touching the cold air.
Chu Fan had become the Silent God—
one who sacrificed his humanity to preserve the logic of her life.