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"Actually, it's something that, in terms of dimensions, is even more advanced than our seven parallel universes..."
"A higher-dimensional world!"
Long Jian put forward this conjecture that even terrified him.
If this conjecture is true, then all the miracles they had witnessed before would have the most reasonable explanation.
[In a world with a lower-dimensional narrative layer.]
A young boss has developed a wormhole machine that can travel to other worlds.
He was obsessed with seizing treasures from other worlds.
They've already stolen almost all the treasures from every anime world in the world.
"Recently, animation companies worldwide have once again fallen into panic. Cinderella's glass slipper, Black Cat Detective's motorcycle, and Captain America's shield have all gone missing. The cause of this phenomenon is unknown, and major animation channels have suspended broadcasts."
This news is being broadcast on television.
The boss scoffed, "The whole world is being kept in the dark."
[“Boom!”]
The next second, a dimensional wormhole appeared above his base.
The golden cudgel landed in his base.
He excitedly added the golden cudgel to his collection.
[And he showed his subordinates his collection up to date.]
"Look! I've got all the treasures from every anime world in the world!"
The boss stood with his arms outstretched, looking particularly pleased.
[Subordinate: "In the world of Boonie Bears, there's a treasure called Golden Antlers."]
[Boss: "I don't care about deer antlers or sheep horns, if it's a treasure, bring it back to me!"]
[Upon hearing his command.]
The three henchmen boarded the wormhole shuttle again and headed towards the Bear Ridge world.
Journey to the West
On their journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, Tang Sanzang and his disciples were resting on a hillside.
"Sigh... I'm exhausted."
"Master, when will we finally reach the Western Paradise?"
"My stomach is about to burst."
Pigsy was leaning against a big tree, listlessly complaining.
"Hey? Monkey King, look up at the sky!"
"It seems to be talking about your precious baby!"
As he was shouting, he spotted the words on the sky and quickly pointed them out to Sun Wukong, who was meditating nearby.
"Ok?"
"My old Sun's golden cudgel?"
Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong slowly opened his fiery eyes and looked up.
A hint of curiosity flashed across his face.
The next second, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
"This...this is impossible!"
"My precious treasure..."
"How could... how could it be snatched right from my hands, right in front of me?!"
Sun Wukong's face was filled with shock and anger that could not be described in words.
"Oh my god!"
"Brother Monkey! Who are those guys?"
"You actually have the guts to snatch something from me?"
Pigsy, standing nearby, was so frightened that he scrambled to his feet, his previous laziness vanishing from his face.
"Elder brother..."
"This...how is this possible?"
"Hasn't your golden cudgel already been in sync with your will, allowing you to control it at will?"
"How could it have been taken away by outsiders?"
Sha Wujing was also filled with confusion.
He simply couldn't believe that his senior brother would ever make such a mistake.
"Goku."
"It seems that there are far more talented and extraordinary people in this world than we imagined."
Tang Sanzang looked at the screen and a solemn expression appeared on his face.
...
Assassin Scissor Seven World
Chicken Island, in Wu Liuqi's hair salon.
When Wu Liuqi saw the mysterious boss on the sky who could freely travel between different "anime worlds" and steal treasures from them, an expression of immense envy and excitement appeared on his face.
"Wow!"
"This boss is amazing!"
"He actually managed to sneak into someone else's world to steal things!"
"Cinderella's glass slipper... Black Cat Detective's motorcycle... and Sun Wukong's golden cudgel!"
"I feel like I've seen all of these on TV before!"
Wu Liuqi's eyes are full of little stars.
He thought this ability was incredibly cool.
"Ah Qi, that's not the point."
"Didn't you notice what Tianmu said at the very beginning?"
Chicken Da Bao, standing to the side, was smoking a cigar.
His expression, however, appeared somewhat serious and confused.
Which sentence?
Wu Liuqi scratched his head.
He looked puzzled.
"Tianmu says that this story takes place in 'a world with a lower-dimensional narrative layer'."
“'Narrative layer'...what does that mean?”
What is the 'narrative layer world'?
Ji Dabao raised the most crucial question.
His eyes were filled with a deep curiosity about this completely new concept that he had never heard of before.
The so-called narrative layer world is the real world that creates all the heavens and myriad realms. To the humans of the narrative layer, all your heavens and myriad realms are virtual, virtual worlds created by them, and falsehoods existing only in comics, anime, and novels!
"..."
"What...what did I hear?"
"The real world that created all the heavens and myriad realms?"
"We...we are...virtual?"
"What a joke!"
"The world we live in, everything we experience... We have flesh and blood, thoughts and feelings; we experience joy and sorrow, life and death, love and hate..."
"That so-called 'narrative layer' is actually... fake?!"
"Is it something that exists in their world—in comics, anime, and novels...a fiction?"
"So, our entire lives, all our struggles and fights, all our glory and humiliation, are just a story they wrote?"
"Is it a pre-written...play, meant to entertain them?"
"Then...then who...who am I?"
"Is my existence, my free will... just a program set up by that so-called 'author'?"
"Do all our efforts, all our struggles against fate, still have any meaning?"
"Are we... just... a pathetic bunch of puppets living in books?"
This realization, like a cosmic cold wave capable of freezing all time and space, instantly swept across all realms, causing all beings who looked up at the sky to feel a profound, indescribable emptiness and fear emanating from the depths of their souls.
...
Detective Conan World
Inside the Mori Detective Agency.
Conan stared blankly at the sky. For the first time, behind his glasses that always shone with wisdom, he revealed a pure, childlike, empty gaze filled with confusion and fear.
"...Fake?"
He managed to squeeze out those two words from his throat with difficulty.
"How can this be!"
"Everything I've experienced... the cases I've witnessed, the lives lost, the cunning criminals, all the efforts made in pursuit of the one and only truth..."