**Section 3: Eternal cognitive impairment and true fear**
News of the four nations' core illusionists being reduced to pus, garbage, and sewage spread like wildfire. The surviving illusionists smashed their crystal balls, burned their magic books, and, shouting "Long Live Truth," rushed into the fields to become farmers—the illusion world was completely destroyed.
The venomous system's announcement, with its icy mockery of "playing with cognition will eventually backfire," resounded deep within the souls of all the remnants of the four nations participating in the "Carefree Paradise" project (accompanied by the sizzling sound of saliva corroding the soil):
**[Ding! Detected that the Four Nations' Cognitive Fraud Gang has illegally tampered with Prince Zero's sensory development and world cognition! 】**
**[Implementation method:** Weaving illusions of the five senses, implanting false cognitions, attempting to build a mental cage.**]**
**[According to the 'Ultimate Protection Regulations for Infant and Child Cognitive Protection and Real World Exploration':** All core members (including Illusion Masters, Formation Masters, and Mind Guidance Masters) who planned, constructed, or knew about this fraudulent scheme will immediately be subject to the ultimate punishment—**one hundred years as a 'permanent cognitively impaired person'!]**
**【Penalty details:】**
1. **Perception Solidification:** The punished soul will be in a state of **perfect superposition of the five senses** (sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch are randomly and chaotically paired, e.g., seeing sounds, tasting colors, and touching smells).**
2. **Environmental Setting:** Eternal is in the "absolutely real chaotic world" projected by His Highness Zero's soul (which can be clearly perceived but cannot be understood).**
3. **Cognitive torture:** Eternally trying to understand the true rules of the chaotic world (such as why saliva can be visualized and why lollipops can fly), but the thinking logic is forced to be locked in "Illusionist Rigid Mode".**
4. **Comparison Hell:** Watch in eternal sync how the soul projection of His Highness Zero instinctively perceives, understands, and enjoys it!**
5. **Cyclic Crash:** Every time His Highness Zero's soul projection uses his Chaos Instinct to decipher a line of truth (like biting into a fake apple), the punished character's confusion value increases by 1, and their logical collapse degree increases by 1, until they go completely insane and reset to their initial state (the most lucid state), repeating over and over again.**
6. **Title Binding:** Obtain the title of "Eternal Chaos Body" (soul binding, visible in reincarnation, and comes with a virtual five senses confusion special effect halo).**
**[Effective immediately! Covering all heavens! Tracing cause and effect! Enforced!]**
**[Attachment: The first batch of 'Eternal Cognitive Impairment' deluxe package: Four countries' illusion chief designers (including mind implanters). ]**
Eternal five senses disorder!
You will never understand the truth!
Always watching others understand easily?
+1 for getting confused after understanding one point?
Eternal Chaos?
Chaos special effects halo? !
Imagine the eternal, hopeless cycle of watching babies instinctively decipher the world amidst utter chaos, only to find your own efforts driving you ever madder... The illusionists of the four nations instantly went mad! The remaining ones screamed "Spit!" at the sight of rainbow colors, "Liar!" at the sound of birdsong, and cried "The illusion has returned!" at the mere touch of stone.
In the backyard of the General's Mansion, Lingbao sat on real floor tiles (she had personally verified the hardness). Her tiny hands grasped a real, mossy stone she had just plucked from the corner of the wall, and she curiously nibbled at it with her baby teeth.
"Crack!" The stone didn't move at all.
"Hard! Real!" Lingbao dropped the stone with satisfaction, her face brimming with pride at having "personally verified" it. She crawled towards a real foxtail grass plant, grasping the furry spikes with her tiny hands. The touch made her giggle.
Xiao Juejing stood in the shadow of the corridor, holding a piece of crystal fragment brought back from the Donghuang Illusion Array. There were golden "honey" stains remaining inside, but under the influence of Lingbao's true perception, it showed its true appearance of dirty mucus.
He held the cold fragment between his fingers, his gaze fixed on his daughter's tiny figure, intently exploring the real world. That clumsy yet persistent touch, that ignorant yet piercing gaze, could sever illusions more powerfully than any divine weapon. The cold sheath of the Guihong Ruler reflected the real light and shadow of the trees and grass in the courtyard.
A deep voice, with a coldness that penetrated dreams and a hint of pride, echoed amid the rustling of Lingbao pulling at the foxtail grass:
"Weaving dreams into a cage, trying in vain to feed the truth with falsehood."
“I construct the scene as a prison, hoping to imprison chaos with perfection.”
“This colorful fantasy…”
He loosened his fingers, and the crystal fragment fell into the soil and was dragged laboriously into the depths of the real cave by a passing beetle.
"...the so-called 'worry-free paradise' that boasts of being flawless,"
He walked towards his daughter, squatted down, and spread his broad palms in front of Lingbao.
Lingbao looked up and saw her father's palm. She immediately dropped the foxtail grass and crawled over, babbling. She stretched out her small hand, still covered with dirt and grass debris, and curiously pressed it against Xiao Jue's palm. She pressed it tentatively at first, feeling the veins of her father's palm and the warm skin. Then she opened her small hand and tried to wrap it around one of his fingers. The real touch reassured her. She grinned, revealing a toothless smile. A stream of crystal saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth onto Xiao Jue's wrist, carrying a warm and real feeling.
Xiao Jue turned his hand back, gently yet firmly enveloping his daughter's small, exploring hand. The real, life-warming touch penetrated her skin and reached deep into her heart.
"I can't resist it,"
He stared into his daughter's clear eyes, the depths of which reflected the real sky, real clouds, and his real outline.
"My son's fingertips..."
Lingbao seemed to find his father's fingers more interesting than dogtail grass. He opened his little mouth and gently nibbled Xiao Jue's knuckles with his newly grown baby teeth. The slightly itchy touch carried the most primitive vitality.
“…this ignorant yet persistent warmth.”
That warm bite, like the gentlest declaration, sounded the death knell for all cages of delusion. In the reality touched by the child's fingertips, the bubbles of fantasy burst one after another, and the world's original rough yet vivid appearance slowly emerged from the chaotic perception.
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