Thinking of the continuous heavy rain before entering the instance, Shi Jinzhe asked, "Is the heavy rain before we entered related to the black fog?"

[Yes, this isn't unique to your world; it happens in multiple worlds. Human fear is excellent nourishment for the black mist, which is why the worlds below are trapped in a vicious cycle, like this apocalyptic world.]

The system showed the two the footage again: "This is an apocalypse caused by natural disasters. In the past six months, they have experienced blizzards, tsunamis, earthquakes, and prolonged polar nights. The planet's survival resources have drastically decreased, and the malice among humans has been amplified. The black fog has thus gained more nourishment, and it will bring even more disasters."

“Ha, malice is nourishment.” Sheh suddenly mocked, “You’ve also cultivated a lot of malice in these dungeons. Evil people get released when they come in, and good people are easily driven to become murderers in order to survive. People scheme against each other, it’s a life-or-death struggle. I think you are also an accomplice in the growth of the black mist.”

This is inevitable. Even the top 10% of the world cannot be perfect forever. You know the world must allow for the existence of errors. To prevent the birth of the Black Mist, I will set up a cleanup instance, periodically sending players into the instance for evaluation. Those who do not meet the requirements will be disqualified, die, or be permanently trapped in the instance.

Shi Jinzhe: "Are you the one who judges whether something is up to standard or not?"

Players are also part of the evaluation process. Good players will eliminate dangers in advance to avoid accidents, while unqualified players will be eliminated first. For example, if Fu Guan and you don't take action when killing Ye Zhan, Ye Zhan will be sent to the cleanup instance beforehand.

"I see."

Once the system explained it, and considering what was discussed in the forum, many questions became answered.

The Black Mist is such a big problem that it definitely needs to solve. The skill cards dropped after a player dies no longer drop randomly because it needs to recycle skill cards and put them back into the card pool. The increased probability of drawing two-word disqualified cards and the increase in the number of new players are all because it urgently needs more people to solve the Black Mist in the lower world.

However, this approach failed to curb the Black Mist. Instead, a large number of new players, lacking experience, recklessly displayed their cards, making themselves targets for veteran players. This competition also nourished the Black Mist.

The problems snowballed, so even before Shekh had fully evolved, the system still wanted her to return.

If you tap your fingers to purify the black mist, you won't be able to finish purifying it. Regeneration can't save all the worlds. The life force required to activate the array will cause even greater damage. By the time the black mist is completely purified, the flowers, trees, people, and ghosts will all die first.

Moreover, if Shekh absorbs it, it can be converted into her own energy. In any case, as long as she has her own purification, Shekh will not lose her emotions when fighting against the black mist.

Therefore, cleaning is not the problem; the difficulty lies in the fact that the black fog is everywhere and the conditions for its formation are very easy to meet.

Hmm... it depends on the specific situation of each world invaded by the black mist.

Shi Jinzhe glanced at Shehe, and their eyes met.

They were on the same page, which was very much in sync.

Solving the black fog is fine, but people should have the right attitude when doing things; his wife shouldn't have done this for nothing.

Shekh spoke up, "Give me control over the game's access permissions."

This wasn't a discussion, it was a notification, and the tone left no room for argument.

Taking away the system's administrative privileges is to eliminate future problems, but its credibility with you is negative.

She's willing to do such things when she needs them; if she's no longer needed, you can imagine what will happen to her.

They wanted to take her back, to occupy her at will, to use Mu Bai as bait, and to deceive Bai Weishuang. A beating wouldn't be enough to vent their anger.

Shi Jinzhe nodded. "Hand it over."

"This really won't do." The system tried to reason with them, "Absolute rationality is the best way to maintain balance. It's better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free. You think I'm being unreasonable, but there are countless worlds here. If a problem arises and affects other worlds, are you willing to be the innocent victim?"

“I don’t want to,” Shekh replied.

【so…】

"But aren't I the one you've been wrongly killing all along?"

The system fell silent after her retort, but this was the bottom line, and it really couldn't back down.

You are different from me. I don't live in a concrete world; I can be a complete observer, which you can't do because you have emotional biases.

Just as most humans prefer furry creatures, if someone who is afraid of snakes were God, they certainly wouldn't be able to be completely impartial towards snakes. Or, if you hate cockroaches and you were God, would you exterminate these creatures? Prejudicial people cannot be completely fair.

Have you ever thought about...?

Sheh drew out the last syllable of "guo" for a long time, as if giving the system time to consider it. Once her voice faded, she spoke her next words smoothly.

"Your existence is unfair to many people, and you have the least right to say those two words."

"...This is different; my level is not the same as that of humans."

"arrogant."

She turned a cube and stared at the grayed-out screen. "There is no absolute fairness. All right and wrong, good and bad are relative. Just like Shi Jinzhe entered the game as a cheater. He did nothing wrong, but he had to accept this kind of overbearing terms that he couldn't resist. He felt it was unfair, and I felt it was unfair too."

But to others, like Lin Xiaohe and Li Xin, they were hardworking and kind children. Compared to Shi Jinzhe, they had never seen the outside world, never seen designer brands or luxury goods, never flown on an airplane, never ridden a high-speed train, and had to share an English book. Not to mention being murdered in their teens. In their eyes, Shi Jinzhe lived a life they dared not even dream of. Was their life fair?

Shekh looked at the glowing pyramid. "They all want fairness. In this situation, how do you enforce absolute fairness?"

The system did not respond immediately, and the white space fell silent.

Shi Jinzhe tilted his head slightly to look at her face as she confronted the system.

Hearing Shekh say these words gave him a faint sense of satisfaction, like scratching five dollars from a scratch-off lottery ticket. The amount wasn't large, so there wasn't the ecstatic joy of winning a big prize. At the same time, since he knew he would win a small amount, it wasn't too unexpected. But at the moment of winning, he would still feel a little joy.

He knew that Shekh had such abilities all along, but he couldn't help being happy to know.

The system on the other end was still thinking, and Shekh understood that the verbal approach was no longer viable; they had to resort to force.

"It seems I'm not good at reasoning; let's try a different approach."

She drew a skill card, the card face of which was the character "Disaster".

[...This card deals less damage to me than Wu Gao.]

"Who said I was going to use it on you?"