176: Chapter 176 All Rules Can Be Looted

A small golden door stood in the center of the ruins.

The door was very narrow.

The sign on the door swayed gently.

[Naming Room]

Inside the door, the sound of pages turning continued to echo.

One page.

Another page.

It sounded as if someone was sitting far away, slowly flipping through an old ledger.

That aged voice spoke once more.

"Jiang Feng."

"Enter."

"Your name is non-compliant."

When Li Yan heard this, his temper flared immediately.

"I'm seriously fed up."

"Are these things all sick in the head?"

"The man wrote his own name, and yet it still wants to change it."

The Dragon Girl, holding the infant pod, nodded earnestly.

"Bad old man."

Zero Seven stared at the golden door, her expression grim.

"Mr. Jiang, don't follow its process."

"The Naming Room isn't something from the First Blue Star."

"It's more like a registration point for a higher level."

Jiang Feng looked at the door sign.

"A registration point?"

Zero Seven nodded, speaking rapidly.

"The Wuliang Heaven Inspectorate manages worlds."

"The First Blue Star manages the Pangu production line."

"But the Naming Room... it manages names themselves."

"If it succeeds in the change, the name 'Jiang Feng' will be replaced in all records."

Li Yan's face darkened.

"Isn't that just replacing the person from the very root?"

Zero Seven said in a low voice:

"Yes."

"To change a name is to change a fate."

"More accurately, it changes one's belonging."

Inside the door, that aged voice rang out indifferently.

"Zero Seven."

"You talk too much."

In the next instant.

A thin beam of light shot out from the golden door.

It headed straight for the center of Zero Seven's brow.

It wasn't trying to kill her.

It was trying to cross out her name.

Zero Seven's body stiffened.

In front of her forehead, a line of faint text emerged.

[Third Inspectorate Ding-class Observer: Zero Seven]

Those two words began to lose their color.

As if they were being erased from paper by someone.

Jiang Feng raised his hand.

Slap.

He shattered the thin beam of light with a single palm strike.

[Contacted Naming Punishment Light.]

[Plunderable.]

Jiang Feng's tone was flat.

"Plunder."

[Secret Art: Pangu Plunder activated.]

[Plundered Naming Punishment Rule.]

[Gained All Attributes: 3 ganges sand.]

[Current Basic Six-Dimensional Attributes: 116 ganges sand.]

The words on Zero Seven's forehead stabilized immediately.

She took half a step back, her back drenched in cold sweat.

Li Yan grinned.

"The old fogey starts with a sneak attack."

"And Jiang Feng starts by adding points."

"This feels good."

The voice inside the door paused for a moment.

Then, the golden door slowly opened.

Inside was not an ordinary room.

But a long white corridor.

Both sides of the corridor were lined with bookshelves.

The shelves were filled with thin booklets.

On the cover of every booklet, a name was written.

Some were of humans.

Some were of gods.

Some were of worlds.

There were also names that made one's head throb with just a glance.

As if those words themselves were heavier than the stars.

Jiang Feng walked inside.

Li Yan and Zhang Changlin followed.

The Dragon Girl, protecting the infant pod, wrapped her tail around Zero Seven and followed them in as well.

At the end of the corridor sat an old man.

The old man wore a gray robe.

A wooden desk was set before him.

On the desk lay a thick book.

A lamp.

A black pen.

The old man looked up.

His face was very ordinary.

So ordinary that one would forget it right after seeing it.

But in his eyes, there were no pupils.

Only densely packed names.

Those names overlapped, like countless mouths simultaneously chanting the fates of others.

The old man looked at Jiang Feng and spoke slowly.

"Jiang Feng."

"Physical Body attained godhood."

"pangu godhead."

"True name self-filled."

"Record conflict."

He picked up the black pen and made a stroke in the thick book.

"Correction required."

Jiang Feng looked at him.

"Who are you?"

The old man's tone was calm.

"The Scribe of the Naming Room."

"I am responsible for correcting non-compliant names."

Li Yan sneered.

"Simply put, you're the one who changes household registrations?"

The old man glanced at Li Yan.

Two words emerged in front of Li Yan's chest.

[Li Yan]

The black pen made a stroke.

Those two words were actually about to turn into [Nameless].

Li Yan's expression changed.

Jiang Feng raised his hand and pressed down on Li Yan's shoulder.

The handwriting instantly exploded.

[Contacted Name Deprivation Rule.]

[Plunderable.]

Jiang Feng said:

"Plunder."

[Secret Art: Pangu Plunder activated.]

[Plundered Name Deprivation Rule.]

[Gained All Attributes: 4 ganges sand.]

[Current Basic Six-Dimensional Attributes: 120 ganges sand.]

Li Yan touched his chest, his face turning dark.

"I almost got turned into 'John Doe'."

The Dragon Girl whispered:

"Uncle Li Yan didn't look like a protagonist anyway."

Li Yan's mouth twitched.

"Longlong, those words are more ruthless than that old man just now."

The old man finally frowned.

"Pangu No. 1."

"You should not plunder the naming rules."

Jiang Feng pulled out the chair in front of the wooden desk.

He didn't sit down.

Instead, he kicked the chair to the side.

"Don't call me Pangu No. 1."

The old man flipped open the thick book.

On the first page was the true name Jiang Feng had just filled in himself.

[Jiang Feng]

Below it were three lines.

[Mother: Liu Cuilan]

[Father: Jiang Jianguo]

[Belonging: Tianshu Dragon Garden, Dongjiang City]

The old man used the black pen to circle the name "Jiang Feng."

"This name is too light."

"It cannot bear the pangu godhead."

"Change suggested."

A new line of text automatically emerged in the thick book.

[Suggested True Name: Pangu Guixu]

Li Yan's eyelid twitched.

"This name sounds like someone who wouldn't be able to come home for dinner."

The Dragon Girl nodded.

"It doesn't sound good."

Zhang Changlin said in a heavy voice:

"It's not just a simple name change."

"It's stripping Jiang Feng out of his family relationships."

Zero Seven also realized this, her face turning even paler.

"The grander the name, the more it detaches from reality's anchors."

"It wants to make Mr. Jiang no longer seem like a human."

The old man did not deny it.

"A deity should not be tied down by the mundane."

"Liu Cuilan, Jiang Jianguo, Tianshu Dragon Garden."

"These anchors will pollute the divine name."

Jiang Feng looked at him.

"Pollute?"

The old man nodded.

"Family will make a god dull."

"Meals, clothes, old houses, and titles... all will lower the purity of divinity."

Jiang Feng reached out and pressed down on the desk.

"Are you finished?"

The old man's black pen descended.

"Correction begins."

Boom!

Every single book in the entire corridor opened at once.

Countless names flew out, transforming into black chains that coiled toward Jiang Feng.

The name [Jiang Feng] was covered by layer upon layer of black ink.

The four characters [Pangu Guixu] began to press down from above.

As if they were going to completely bury the name 'Jiang Feng' for good.

Zero Seven said urgently:

"Don't let it cover him!"

Li Yan was just about to rush over.

Jiang Feng had already moved.

He didn't dodge.

He allowed those chains of names to wrap around his body.

In the next second.

He reached out and grabbed the thickest chain.

"Too many names."

"Noisy."

[Contacted Ten Thousand Names Chain.]

[Plunderable.]

Jiang Feng said indifferently:

"Plunder."

[Secret Art: Pangu Plunder activated.]

[Plundered Ten Thousand Names Chain.]

[Gained All Attributes: 12 ganges sand.]

[Current Basic Six-Dimensional Attributes: 132 ganges sand.]

An entire row of bookshelves instantly became empty.

The black ink that had attempted to cover [Jiang Feng] was sucked dry by him in one breath.

The black pen in the old man's hand stopped.

Jiang Feng reached out and grabbed a second chain.

"Continue."

[Plundered Divine Name Ballast Rule.]

[Gained All Attributes: 10 ganges sand.]

[Current Basic Six-Dimensional Attributes: 142 ganges sand.]

The third chain.

The fourth chain.

The fifth chain.

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