Chapter 189: [189] : The Developer’s Stash, Divine Code Injection
The transition through the mutated spatial override was instant.
There was no loading screen, no nausea, and no blinding flash of light. One second Declan was standing in the corridor facing twenty plasma rifles, and the next second his heavy boots hit a floor made of smooth and matte-black obsidian.
He stood up straight and looked around.
"We are in," Nova breathed out from beside him. The elite hacker was running her hands along her silver staff while her eyes darted across the room in absolute awe. "Zero alarm triggers. Zero firewall resistance. You literally just walked through a solid server block."
They were standing inside Server G-88.
It didn’t look like a normal dungeon room or an old underground basement. It was a massive, circular chamber that looked like a high-end corporate research laboratory built inside a cathedral.
The walls were made of dark, light-absorbing metal lined with thousands of silent and pulsing blue optical channels. There were no monsters here. There were no glitching audio feeds or rotting piles of organic sludge either.
The air was freezing cold, smelling faintly of clean ozone and new hardware.
In the very center of the room sat a raised platform made of pure and solid white glass. Resting on top of that glass platform, illuminated by a single, soft beam of overhead light, were two pedestals.
"The developer stash," Declan muttered.
He walked forward, his +10 Spiked Striders making zero noise on the obsidian floor thanks to his Frictionless Movement trait.
Mirage glided silently behind him. The Level 100 Daemon kept its liquid silver head bowed in complete submission as it guarded their rear.
Declan reached the raised glass platform and looked down at the two items resting on the pedestals.
They didn’t glow with the standard green, blue, or purple lights of normal game gear. They didn’t even have the brilliant and blinding gold aura of Sovereign-tier drops.
They pulsed with a deep, radiant, and completely mesmerizing white-gold light that seemed to actively bend the physical space around them! Just looking at them made the digital interface in Declan’s optic nerves buzz with heavy, latent power.
A golden system prompt materialized above the first pedestal.
[Item Recognized: Source-Code Illusion Tome]
↳ Tier: Divine (Creator-Class Artifact)
↳ Type: Passive/Active Grimoire
↳ Description: A bound volume of the original root scripts used to render visual architecture within the Primordial Grid.
↳ Functionality: Grants the user absolute mastery over light and spatial perception. The user can generate permanent, physical illusions that possess real-world mass and density. Bypasses all optical and magical detection systems below Level 100.
"Divine tier," Nova whispered. Her voice trembled slightly as she leaned over Declan’s shoulder to read the prompt. "That isn’t just an item. That is a fundamental piece of the game’s rendering engine! If a mage equipped that, they could literally create a fake army that hits like real steel!"
"It’s nice," Declan noted calmly.
He didn’t hesitate at all. He grabbed the heavy, white-gold grimoire off the pedestal and willed it directly into his digital storage. Thanks to his +20 Ring of the Void-Hoarder, the Divine-grade artifact vanished into his inventory without adding a single ounce of weight to his frame.
He turned his attention to the second pedestal.
Resting on the white glass was a small, cylindrical device made of clear, reinforced polymer and dark titanium. Inside the cylinder floated a thick, glowing, liquid-gold substance that moved like molten sunlight. It hummed with a physical vibration that Declan could feel in his teeth from three feet away!
[Item Recognized: Core Code Injection]
↳ Tier: Divine (Biological Enhancement Catalyst)
↳ Type: Consumable
↳ Description: A highly concentrated solution of unformatted developer data designed to permanently upgrade the structural limits of an administrative avatar.
↳ Base Effect: Permanently increases Attack by +50,000, Defense by +30,000, and Max HP by +200,000.
↳ Warning: Extreme data density. Standard avatars below Level 80 will experience immediate cellular detonation upon ingestion.
Declan stared at the prompt.
Fifty thousand attack! Thirty thousand defense! Two hundred thousand health! Those were incredible base numbers.
But to a Warlord whose entire build revolved around breaking the mathematical limits of reality, consuming an item for its base stats was a complete waste of potential!
"System," Declan commanded in his mind as his dark eyes locked onto the glowing golden cylinder. "Target the Core Code Injection. Apply Boundless Enhancement. Push it to plus twenty. Burn whatever Origin Points it requires."
Nova gasped and took a rapid step backward. "Declan, wait! That is already a Divine-grade catalyst! You can’t enhance an item that dense! The server’s math won’t be able to calculate the parameter overflow!"
Declan ignored her completely.
He had over thirty-three million Origin Points sitting in his treasury. He was the richest player on the planet, and he was about to make sure his physical body was completely unkillable before the server merge brought the real monsters to his front door!
"Do it," Declan ordered.
The system chimes didn’t just ring in his head. They shrieked like tearing metal! A blinding and catastrophic wave of white light exploded from the small cylinder, completely illuminating the massive laboratory!
[System Enhancement Initiated. Calculating cost...]
[Warning: Target item exceeds maximum server density parameters!]
[Cost for +1 to +20: 20,000,000 Origin Points.]
Twenty million points! It was an astronomical fortune that would take an entire corporate guild years to farm.
"Take it," Declan growled.
The points vanished from his bank instantly!
The red error boxes flooding his vision shattered into blue dust as his SSS-Rank talent, Boundless Enhancement, aggressively crushed the game’s safety protocols. The digital sledgehammer forced the enhancement through the system’s root architecture!
[Talent: Boundless Enhancement activated. Cap removed.]
[Core Code Injection +10... +15... +20.]
[Triggering Ultimate Conceptual Mutation...]
The white light violently shifted. It turned into a deep, terrifying, and absolute pitch-black void that completely swallowed the golden liquid inside the cylinder! The clear polymer melted away, replaced by a heavy dark matter syringe that hummed with world-ending power.
A new prompt burned brightly in his vision.
[Item Mutated: Sovereign Abyssal Code Injection +20]
↳ Tier: Divine Anomaly
↳ Functionality: Permanently overwrites the biological and digital parameters of the host vessel. Purges all remaining human biological limitations, aligning real-world DNA perfectly with the Primordial Grid’s core physics engine.
↳ Mutated Stat Boost: Grants a permanent +300,000 Attack, +200,000 flat Defense, and +1,000,000 Max HP.
↳ Special Trait: Absolute Vessel. Real-world synchronization rate is permanently locked at 100%. The host can manifest all inventory items, passive traits, and active skills into physical reality without stamina drain or system penalties.
Declan let out a low and dark laugh.
Three hundred thousand attack! A million base health! And absolute, permanent one-hundred-percent real-world synchronization!
He didn’t wait. He grabbed the dark matter syringe off the pedestal, pressed the heavy needle directly against the side of his neck, and slammed the plunger down!
"GHKK!" Declan grunted.
The dark, void-infused liquid shot straight into his bloodstream.
The reaction was instantaneous and terrifying. Declan was blasted off his feet and crashed heavily onto the black obsidian floor! His body arched violently as his digital avatar and his real-world physical body simultaneously underwent a complete and catastrophic cellular rewrite!
In the real world, inside the stolen dive pod sitting in his Sector 7 warehouse, Declan’s physical body spasmed. The thick conductive gel boiled and turned to steam!
His bones didn’t just crack this time. They completely dissolved and re-crystallized in microseconds! The standard human calcium was entirely wiped out, replaced by a solid and unbreakable matrix of dark mythical alloy and raw Abyssal mana.
His muscle fibers condensed to a point where his physical body possessed the gravitational weight of a meteorite!
Back in Server G-88, Declan hit the floor on his hands and knees.
The pain was absolute and blinding agony, but it vanished as quickly as it started. He slowly pushed himself up to his feet.
The air around him physically rippled and warped! The sheer data density of his existence was so heavy that the pristine white glass platform beneath his spiked boots spider-webbed with thousands of tiny fractures!
He breathed out, and a visible cloud of freezing white mist plumed from his lips.
He pulled up his status screen.
[Host Profile: Player V (Declan Vance)]
↳ Class: Abyssal Sovereign (Divine Anomaly)
↳ Level: 70
↳ Real-World Synchronization: 100% (Absolute Vessel)
↳ Max HP: 7,600,000 / 7,600,000
↳ Base Attack: 342,000 (Before Class & Gear Multipliers)
↳ Flat Defense: 231,000
Seven point six million hit points! Three hundred and forty-two thousand base attack!
Declan clenched his right fist. The air inside his palm actually popped with a loud and sharp crack as the localized atmospheric pressure collapsed under his grip!
He wasn’t just a player with good gear anymore. He wasn’t just a Warlord hiding behind a city wall either.
With his physical body and digital avatar perfectly merged at one hundred percent, he was an unkillable and physics-breaking god walking around in a black trench coat!
"Declan?" Nova whispered from a few yards away. She was trembling slightly and holding her staff tight as she stared at the dark, purple-swirling galaxies burning in his eyes. "Are... are you okay?"
Declan turned his head. He looked at the elite hacker, then glanced toward the broken blast doors leading back out into the corridor.
A cold and highly satisfied smile spread across his pale face.
"I feel fantastic," Declan rumbled. His voice echoed with enough physical force to rattle the surrounding metal walls. "Let’s go find those corporate squads. I want to test my new stats."
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