The golden system notification hung suspended in the central hall of the thirty-third heaven, casting long, warm shadows across the crystalline floor plates.
[CRITICAL SYSTEM DISPATCH: OPERATING SYSTEM v1.0 TRANSITION COMPLETE].
[THE 33 SUPREME HEAVENS REQUIRE A PERMANENT ADMINISTRATIVE COUNCIL].
[MANDATE: ESTABLISH THE SUPREME COSMIC BENEVOLENCE COURT TO OVERSEE THE 100X KARMA ERA].
[CHANCELLOR SEATS MUST BE FILLED IMMEDIATELY BY CITIZENS WITH GOODNESS SCORE 99-100].
Tie Niu stood near the entrance, leaning on his massive alloy war-hammer. He looked at the glowing text, then let out an enormous yawn that echoed like a foghorn across the chamber.
“Boss,” Tie Niu said, scratching the back of his thick neck. “If you make me sit behind an executive desk and read budget reports, my brain is going to melt straight out of my ears. I am a bodyguard, not an accountant. I just want to get back to Jiangcheng. I want three giant bowls of Grandma Chen’s wontons, a plate of spicy grilled lamb skewers, and a cold beer by the river.”
Beside him, Chu Lingxiao took a slow sip of her brown-sugar pearl milk tea. Her First Benevolence Sword rested lightly against her hip.
