I Don't Agree to the Terms-Chapter 603 - 327: December in the Great Ruins, a Major Disaster Strikes_2

"Keep it and study it. It could be treated as a contaminant later," Gu Shanhai pondered for a moment before sealing the suspected remnant of some being, and then tucked it into his portable lab for isolation.

This thing was too weird. Even if it wasn’t dangerous, Gu Shanhai wasn’t quite comfortable with putting it into the Mother-child Grass.

As for what exactly this suspected book from the Great Ruins was, Gu Shanhai had no clue. A thief might know the location of the oil tank, but how could he possibly know the entire structure of the car and the owner’s information? At most, he knew that the owner was absent, which is why he dared to make his move.

Gu Shanhai’s attempt to meddle with the Great Ruins was somewhat similar, except perhaps the fuel from the Great Ruins was thrown out in a fit of pique, not stolen by him.

He had no capability to extract the fuel from the Great Ruins.

The clump of "Tai Shang’s Eight Diagrams Scripture" in the lab kept emitting murmurs and completing itself automatically. It couldn’t quite restore its power, but this scripture was insistently trying to make itself whole, for reasons unknown.

As for the content, it was quite good, except that Gu Shanhai had no desire to practice it—that was its only downside.

This thing was clearly a trap; anyone who practiced it would be an idiot.

"Wait, why can’t I observe the Great Ruins?" Gu Shanhai was a bit stunned.

After setting up everything properly, he tried to observe the Great Ruins once more and discovered something very serious: he had been blacklisted by the Great Ruins.

"Online invisibility? Did you copy that from someone else?"

At this moment, the Great Ruins’ attitude toward Gu Shanhai was essentially "get lost." Whenever he tried to observe, he would become as blind as a bat, unable to see anything.

Yet the Great Ruins undeniably existed; it was just Gu Shanhai alone who couldn’t observe it.

"If you were an e-book, I could understand having the ability to refuse access, but you are not an e-book, are you?" Gu Shanhai really couldn’t comprehend.

Soon after, he noticed some environmental anomalies.

"Is the mutated area receding?" Gu Shanhai sensed something strange.

"No, that’s not right, it’s not receding, it’s merging."

"This is going to be bad."

The force field from the Great Ruins was seeping into the Adventurer’s realm world. Although it wasn’t enough to drag and tear apart the entire Adventurer’s realm, the influence was unmistakably there.

Like the explosion of a nuclear bomb, the explosion might pass, but the ensuing radiation doesn’t become ineffective because the blast was withstood; instead, it lingers on.

As for what these fragmented and chaotic rules would become after being absorbed, Gu Shanhai had his guesses. If a person were to break a bone and get treated, then as the body healed itself, it could produce abnormalities.

Gu Shanhai was considering lending a hand, but he lacked the capability to do so.

This was a world, not a person.

"First, I’ll go and check out my adventuring grounds. I hope nothing happens there..." Gu Shanhai was indifferent about what changes might occur to this world; there was always the "First Epoch" to fall back on. He was concerned about his own Divine Relics.

What if they also ran into problems?

"Holy shit, it snapped me in half." When Gu Shanhai teleported out, he was holding the lower half of his body.

Due to the internal and external chaos, Gu Shanhai’s Five Elements Great Escape was severely affected.

"Good thing it’s intact, other escape techniques must have been affected even worse."

Gu Shanhai casually stitched himself back together on the spot. Since it had not been long since he was cut, it was surely fine to sew himself up and continue using his body than to waste time regenerating a new one.

"Sure enough, they were affected too, but the Divine Relics are essentially remnants similar to the rules of this world left by gods. For now, at least, they haven’t been contaminated."

Different influences had different impacts.

"I need to come up with a relocation strategy; otherwise, if they continue to stay here, they will be doomed sooner or later," Gu Shanhai said gravely.

If there weren’t problems with the rules, Gu Shanhai wouldn’t need to worry about these things.

"If I dig them up, it’s going to be a bit troublesome."

Gu Shanhai’s mind was constantly coming up with various plans.

"Fine, time waits for no one," Gu Shanhai decided, "I’ll just move everything into the Mother-child Grass space. Squeezing in should not pose too many problems."

At this moment, he would set aside any plans until his work was done. Should he delay any further and the five realms of adventure truly succumb to the erosion of chaotic rules, trouble would indeed be knocking on his door.

If he had to move, the first step was to arrange the formation.

Gu Shanhai summoned a hundred thousand Heart Demon Dao Soldiers.

"Military Formation·Eight Diagram."

"Strategy·Thirty-Six Stratagems."

"Soul Army Formation·White Tiger."

"Mana Aura."

A surge of augmentations appeared, as Gu Shanhai unleashed his full Commanding General power.

He definitely could not employ the World Tree form— who knew what sort of agitation a World Tree tainted with the scent of the sky-reaching building wood would cause to the Great Ruins.

The chaotic, broken rules might fuse exactly because of the stress response formed when Gu Shanhai had previously agitated the Great Ruins. What if additional agitation caused the Great Ruins to shudder and swing a blow his way?

"What comes next will depend on whether the vastness within my sleeve is up to the task."

Gu Shanhai triggered his limit state, which was no longer the desperate attempt it used to be, having evolved into a trump card—effectively relieving him of worries about excessive consumption.

This was mainly because the innate cycle of creation and restraint formed by his Five Elements and Eight Trigrams rarely saw use—it was, after all, his trump card, not something to be wielded carelessly.

"Rise for me!"

With a sweep of his long sleeve, Gu Shanhai rolled toward the five realms of adventure.

He too wished to collect them one by one, yet he knew these realms, though seemingly independent, were interconnected in reality.

After all, they were all formed from the Divine Relics of the God of Destiny’s End.

"Damn, this is quite the strain..." Mana on Gu Shanhai’s body was consumed relentlessly, and the five realms of adventure slowly began to uproot.

"Into my sleeve!"

With a direct swoop, he gathered all five realms of adventure into his sleeve, then guided them down into the Mother-child Grass space.

Within the Mother-child Grass space, Little White and Azure Dragon were not taking it lightly. Gu Shanhai’s decision was made on the spur of the moment, so there were certainly various supplies and equipment in the space.

There was no time for Gu Shanhai to tidy up— Little White and Azure Dragon would have that misfortune now.

White Tiger was not present as it was outside, providing augmentations to Gu Shanhai.

Boom~

Upon landing, Gu Shanhai felt his head buzzing, primarily due to the vibrations transmitted from the Mother-child Grass space.

After a successful transfer, he quickly checked and found no issues with the five realms of adventure, allowing him to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Phew~" Little White was too exhausted to catch his breath, but Azure Dragon fared better. As it was not a proper living creature but something supernatural, it was more unaffected. It simply consumed a little too much mana, continuously drawing from Gu Shanhai.

"Alright, I know you’ve done a lot. Once this is over, we’ll have a good meal," Gu Shanhai consoled Little White, then turned and left.

There were tasks at hand and no time for idling.

Little White was not a naive young animal; it naturally wouldn’t pester Gu Shanhai over such trifles.

After collecting the Heart Demon Dao Soldiers, the eight Demons, as well as White Tiger, the power on Gu Shanhai’s body subsided. He wasn’t bothered by the adjustment; it was, after all, part of his concealed strength, merely not displayed on regular days.

"I need to communicate with the other Saints, let them be aware of the situation with the realms of adventure," Gu Shanhai thought, unsure if this was fortune or misfortune. He wasn’t like the other Saints. He wasn’t born a Saint but was a stillborn revived, so his connection with the realms of adventure was not strong.

The other Saints, however, were likely to have a deep connection with the realms of adventure—they were, after all, the predecessors transformed into realms of adventure by the fallen deities. Gu Shanhai didn’t believe they were wholly unconnected.

Now, that connection could prove fatal.