One person said: "If I make you a holy child, will you be granted godhood through the art of Gu

Upon hearing these words, the god of primordial writing began to tremble.

It finally understood what kind of being it was facing.

That wasn't a character, nor was it a main character.

That is something much older and more fundamental.

It is the initial driving force behind all creative acts.

It was the first thought that came from nothing.

"I...I was wrong..."

Its voice trembled, "I shouldn't have challenged you..."

"Now you know you were wrong?"

Jiang Mo's figure solidified again and returned to Feng Baobao's side.

It's too late.

"Since you want to correct me, then I'll correct you."

"From now on, you so-called gods of creation, you'd better stay put in your own territory."

"Anyone who dares to provoke me again will be wiped out forever."

Did you understand?

"I understand... I get it now..."

The god of primordial writing nodded hastily, daring not to resist in the slightest.

Jiang Mo nodded in satisfaction, then said to Feng Baobao:

"Let's go, baby."

"There's nothing fun to do here anymore."

"Let's go home."

With that, the two of them swaggered out of the arbitration tribunal building, leaving behind a bunch of new characters and a trembling god of words.

From that day on, a legend began to circulate throughout the creative world.

There exists a being named Jiang Mo, who is not a created character but the creation itself.

He disobeys no rules and refuses any corrections.

He is the rule-maker, the source of all possibilities.

Anyone who dares to challenge him will be transformed into a manifestation of his will.

This legend is known as the creator's doomsday.

Jiang Mo himself continued to live his leisurely life, occasionally watching anime and eating barbecue with Feng Baobao, completely ignoring the fears of those creative gods.

After all, what meaning do other people's opinions have for an existence that has already transcended the established concepts?

After Jiang Mo completely stunned all the masters in the creative world, the multiverse ushered in an unprecedented period of calm.

Managers at all levels became more obedient, and no one dared to interfere in his jurisdiction anymore.

Jiang Mo was happy to have some free time, so he handed over most of the work to his subordinates and focused on enjoying his leisure time with Feng Baobao.

However, this calm did not last long.

On this day, just as Jiang Mo and Feng Baobao were enjoying sunbathing on a beach on Earth, Zhang Chulan rushed over.

"Boss! Something terrible has happened!"

His face was more serious than ever before, and his forehead was covered in sweat.

"What's making you so flustered?" Jiang Mo didn't get up, but asked calmly.

"It's a dimensional war!" Zhang Chulan said, panting heavily. "Someone has launched a full-scale dimensional war against us!"

Dimensional Warfare?

Jiang Mo then sat up, his expression turning serious.

Dimensional wars are the highest form of conflict in the multiverse, and usually only break out between beings at the highest level.

The characteristic of this kind of war is that it is not limited to a single time, space or dimension, but will affect the entire system of existence.

What are the specific details?

"Half an hour ago, our border outposts were attacked simultaneously."

Zhang Chulan quickly reported, "The attackers are not from any known faction; they are using a completely new method of warfare."

"They're not attacking our physical world; they're attacking the story itself."

"What do you mean?" Feng Baobao asked curiously.

"In other words, they treat our world as a story and then attack it from the reader's perspective."

Zhang Chulan explained, "They would create all sorts of negative reviews, such as dragging plot, character inconsistencies, and illogical arguments."

"These assessments will directly impact the stability of the world."

"If there are too many negative reviews, the whole world might collapse."

Upon hearing this explanation, Jiang Mo frowned.

This is indeed an unprecedented attack method.

Treat the target world as a work of art, and then disrupt its stability by manipulating reader feedback.

This tactic is both cunning and clever, because it attacks not the physical foundation of the world, but the very meaning of its existence.

Has the attacker's identity been confirmed?

"Not yet." Zhang Chulan shook his head. "But judging from the characteristics of the attack, the opponent is very likely from the meta-narrative level."

·At the meta-narrative level? ·34;

The meta-narrative level is a higher dimension than the existing multiverse, where existence allows the entire multiverse to be viewed as a story or a game.

Jiang Mo slowly stood up and patted the sand off his body.

His gaze deepened, as if he could see through the barriers of multiple dimensions.

"Interesting."

He said calmly, "Finally, someone dares to challenge me from a higher level."

"Boss, what should we do?" Zhang Chulan asked nervously.

Jiang Mo did not answer immediately, but closed her eyes.

His consciousness instantly spread throughout the multiverse, sensing the attacks that were taking place.

Sure enough, strange phenomena appeared in the border areas of multiple dimensions.

Those worlds that were originally running smoothly began to experience all sorts of illogical plot developments.

Some protagonists suddenly become incredibly foolish, some supporting characters inexplicably betray others, and some worldviews begin to contradict themselves.

Even more seriously, the "reader satisfaction" of these worlds is declining sharply.

"I see."

Jiang Mo opened his eyes, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips.

"They want to defeat me through a reputation war."

"Make my world unpopular, thus losing its very foundation for existence."

"That's definitely a clever tactic."

"Then how should we retaliate?" Zhang Chulan asked anxiously.

A counterattack?

Jiang Mo shook his head. "Who said I was going to retaliate?"

"Since they want to play the meta-narrative war game, then I'll play along to the end."

As he spoke, he pointed lightly into the void.

"Everyone, assemble!"

Almost instantly, Asgard, Athena, Wang Ye, and others appeared on the beach.

"My Lord, we have received an urgent report." Asgard's expression was grave. "The enemy's attack method is unprecedented."

"Multiple worlds of ours have been affected," Athena added. "If this trend continues, the entire jurisdiction could collapse."

"No, it won't."

Jiang Mo said calmly, "Because they made a fatal mistake."

"What's wrong?" everyone asked in unison.

"They thought I was just a character created."

A dangerous glint flashed in Jiang Mo's eyes, "You think you can use readers' opinions to influence my existence?"

But they forgot one thing.

"I am not a character, I am the author."

"To be more precise, I am the ultimate author of all the stories."