**【Penalty details:】**
1. **Responsibility Fixed:** The punished soul will be eternally immersed in collecting the odor molecules of various farts (muffled farts, loud farts, serial farts, and rainbow farts) emitted by His Highness Zero (the odor concentration is constant at the upper limit of the sense of smell).**
2. **Perception Enhancement:** Olfactory perception is elevated to its limit, allowing you to permanently distinguish and remember every subtle difference in top, middle, and base notes (without fragrance masking).**
3. **Time loop:** Resets immediately after each collection and analysis (fresh fart smell).**
4. **Title Binding:** The punished person receives the title of "Eternal Aftertaste" (soul bound, visible in reincarnation, and surrounded by a halo of fart-smelling molecules).**
**[Effective immediately! Covering all heavens! Tracing cause and effect! Enforced!]**
**[Attachment: Candidates for the first 'Eternal Recollection' award: Four countries' chief parenting expert team (Editor-in-Chief of the White Paper). 】**
"Eternal... fart smelling?"
"Concentration limit?"
“How to distinguish the front, middle and back tones?”
"Fresh reset?"
"Long aftertaste?"
"Fart aura?"
Imagine the eternal, intense, desperate analysis amidst endless fart-smell molecules. All the experts involved in developing the standardization clauses felt their stomachs churn, as if they were already in an indescribable odor hell! This punishment... is a pinpoint sniper attack on all those anti-human experts who attempt to quantify instinct! The combined mental and olfactory torture makes even being a teething toy seem refreshingly endearing!
Inside Yude Hall, there was a dead silence. The only sounds were Lingbao's satisfied smacking of his lips and the unique scent of chaotic rainbow light that lingered in the air.
The experts on the stage looked ashen, watching the sudden realization, then the angry and contemptuous looks of the parents below them, watching the "freedom cry tickets" flying all over the sky, and then smelling the "rainbow fart smell" in the air that could not be defined by any standard...
“Pseudoscience!”
"fraud!"
"Give my child freedom!"
The experts were instantly drowned out by the angry voices.
The Four-Nation Nursery Alliance collapsed amidst the glorious freedom of Lingbao's colorful farts and Erbao's pacifier, becoming a laughing stock across the continent.
Su Li carried Lingbao and walked out of the chaotic Yude Hall. Lingbao's little head nodded in her arms, as if the fart had exhausted her energy and she was starting to feel sleepy. A hint of warmth and dampness lingered beneath her little bottom, along with a faint, indescribable aura of chaos.
Xiao Jue followed closely behind, the sheath of the Guihong Ruler seeming to take on a hint of that unique aura. His deep eyes swept across the Yude Hall behind him, a symbol of "science" and "standards," now drowned in a sea of free cries and "crying tickets."
He lowered his head, looking at his daughter's peaceful sleeping face. Lingbao's mouth was slightly open, as if she was still savoring the pleasure brought by that earth-shattering fart. A strand of glittering saliva slid down the corner of her mouth.
A deep voice, with a calmness and a touch of gentleness that saw through the falsehood of data, sounded softly amidst Lingbao's even breathing:
"The stars can be measured, but the twists and turns of the first cry cannot be measured."
"Everything can be measured, but the creation of chaos cannot be measured."
"This is the ruler to measure the universe, the standard to measure the lives of all beings..."
His broad palm gently brushed Lingbao's soft belly, feeling the warmth that gave birth to infinite possibilities.
"...it's all in vain. The truth of the world is nothing more than the chaotic energy...that has arisen from the willfulness of my son's womb."
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