BEEP-BEEP-BEEP—WARNING: FACTORY DANTIAN OVERLOAD IN 60 SECONDS!
Down in the 10,000-Clone Central Engineering Camp along the border of the 300 Outermost Rim Galaxies. All 10,000 Reformed Protagonist Clones of the [Galactic Mutual-Aid Volunteer Corps] dropped to one knee on the asteroid staging platform!
Beneath their yellow, white, green, blue, and red volunteer uniforms, a spiderweb of vicious black-and-purple fifth-dimensional code—Strain C of the Dormant Plot-Virus—was flashing frantically around their core dantians and lifelines!
Up in the fifth-dimensional Central Abyssal Editorial Citadel, the seventh and strongest Script-King—the King of Doom—pressed his palm mercilessly down onto his master detonation console:
“Grandpa Fu’s butler bell and Auntie Qin’s chicken soup can cure mortal citizens. These 10,000 Protagonist Clones were printed in our own Heavenly Script Pavilion Factory #4!” the King of Doom snarled, his hollow abyssal eyes gleaming with cold cruelty.
“When we manufactured their bodies, I hard-wired the Plot-Virus Backdoors directly into their core cultivation meridians! If anyone tries to purge the virus with medicine or brute force, the backdoors will sever their lifelines and detonate all ten thousand Rank 9 Early clones like ten thousand supernovas. Blowing up the outer-rim highway hub!”
Down on the asteroid staging platform, Monitor Xiao Yi (Clone #101), Chief Nurse Hua Er (Clone #201), Captain Tun San (Clone #301), Captain Xing Si (Clone #401). Captain Nian Wu (Clone #501) gritted their teeth as black sweat dripped from their brows.
