Chapter 3

In the endless planes, each world has its own will. The higher the world, the more intelligent its will is.

The will of a world is almost invincible within its own domain, but there are still entities that can threaten it. As long as one can destroy the world, they are threatening the will of the world. However, to reach the level of destroying a world, one must be at least several levels higher than the current world.

There is another method: stealing the world's essence to weaken its will.

Each world has a general trend of development. When this trend is altered, the world's essence can be stolen.

The "Agents," "Transmigrants," and "Reincarnators" are known as the three major pests that gnaw at worlds. They change the world's development trends in various ways, stealing the world's essence to weaken it.

"Huh, these three terms sound so familiar," Wu Feng's expression was like he had just been trampled by a herd of horses.

As a qualified otaku, he was well-versed in anime, novels, and games, and naturally saw these three terms frequently, or rather, every day...

"These three terms are similar to the ones you know, but there are some differences," the black-dressed woman made a very helpless gesture.

"I don't know how your Earthlings' brains are wired, but 'Agents,' 'Transmigrants,' and 'Reincarnators' are all information beyond the norm. Theoretically, there shouldn't be information transfer from higher planes to lower planes, but there are novels that describe similar things. Although it's possible that the authors are transmigrants, the probability is very low."

"Transmigrants, due to various coincidences, travel to other planes. Among the three pests, they have the least impact."

"Shouldn't transmigrants be the strongest?" Wu Feng asked, puzzled. According to novel experiences, transmigrants have the greatest potential, knowing the plot and the world's development, and with time, they can easily change the course of events.

"Child, read fewer novels," the black-dressed woman said, looking as if he was beyond saving.

"The protagonists in novels transform into invincible beings immediately after transmigration, with handsome faces and broad shoulders, emitting a tyrannical aura, attracting girls and subduing enemies. It's all nonsense."

"Most transmigrants come from lower worlds to higher worlds. 99% are ordinary people who, by coincidence, end up in other planes. As people from lower planes, their physical abilities are almost zero, their potential is almost zero, and the possibility of becoming strong is almost zero. Even knowing the world's development, they can barely survive, let alone cause chaos."

"Only a small number of transmigrants with special abilities or those from higher worlds to lower worlds have the potential to develop."

"Special abilities! Holy crap, there are such brutal things," Wu Feng was speechless.

"Transmigration itself is a miracle, and gaining special abilities during the process is possible, but the probability is very low. If you agree to sign the contract, we will give you a special ability," the black-dressed woman said.

"Then there are the Agents, also known as the Agents of the Gods. Some people from lower planes, who are familiar with the world's trends, are chosen by gods to become Agents. They can borrow divine power to disrupt the world's development and steal its essence. This is somewhat similar to a novel you have, called 'The Book of the Girl's Contract.'"

"Wait, my opponents include gods?" Wu Feng was increasingly convinced that this contract was a trap.

"Only Agents of the Gods. Even the gods themselves are not a big deal. If they dare to come to my world, I can kill them with one slap." Both the black-dressed woman and the little girl showed a look of disdain at the mention of gods.

Wu Feng was incredulous. How could gods be lower than the will of the world?

Seeing Wu Feng's expression, the black-dressed woman knew what he was thinking.

"Gods are just what they call themselves. When a world's strong can harm the world and do things against its development, they are expelled to a void without the will of the world. They then call themselves gods."

"However, they merely have the ability to harm the world, like mosquitoes biting human skin. They can't cause significant threats, especially considering the hierarchy of worlds. Even ten gods from lower worlds can be killed with one slap."

"What am I supposed to do..." Wu Feng pointed at himself, feeling helpless. "If you can easily kill gods, why do you need me to sign a contract?"

The black-dressed woman covered her face with a fan, looking a bit embarrassed.

"You know, beings like us have limitations. Unless they threaten the world or severely hinder its development, we cannot intervene. If the gods come directly, we can eliminate or expel them, but for Agents... there's nothing we can do unless they have already done something that severely affects the world's development. The same applies to Transmigrants and Reincarnators."

"Can't you just kill them afterward?"

"After they interfere with the world's development, those who can run away do, and those who can't are abandoned by their gods and cut off. Killing them is useless." The black-dressed woman was also frustrated by these hit-and-run opponents.

"Finally, the most threatening are the Reincarnators." The black-dressed woman's expression became serious, clearly finding them difficult to deal with.

"They suddenly appear at key moments, changing or assisting the world's development, and then are taken away by a mysterious force. This force is not very powerful but is very strange. The will of lower and middle worlds can't do anything about them, and even the will of higher worlds can't catch them if they're not careful. They are very hard to deal with, and in terms of influencing the world's development, Reincarnators are the most severe."

"I remember a middle world called 'Diablo' that was completely messed up by Reincarnators, deviating from its development path and weakening the world's will. The original trend was a conflict between Heaven and Hell, with humans gradually developing. No matter the outcome, it wouldn't affect the world, only creating new possibilities. Even if the three sides made peace, it would be fine. But the Reincarnators' interference completely ruined it."

The black-dressed woman looked as if she was seeing a scene she couldn't bear to see.

"The Three Prime Evils and the Four Lesser Evils making peace is secondary. The most unbelievable part is that the Lawful Good Archangel Tyrael fell in love with the Queen of Pain, connecting Heaven and Hell and deciding to exterminate humans first. What kind of values could make two completely different species fall in love?"

Wu Feng was also speechless, knowing Tyrael's powerful and imposing nature. While other angels had wings, Tyrael had several tentacles. He never thought Tyrael would fall in love with the Queen of Pain! Could it be that the tentacles were a result of some strange fetish?

"To combat them, the will of countless worlds decided to recruit World Guardians. Once you sign the contract, you will become the enemy of all Transmigrants, Agents, and Reincarnators. Even so, do you still want to sign the contract?"

Wu Feng lowered his head in silence. How many otakus would be willing to risk their lives for the chance to enter an anime world? Transmigrants, Agents, and Reincarnators are even troublesome for the will of the world. How could an ordinary otaku deal with them?

Seeing Wu Feng's expression, the black-dressed woman, who had been strongly persuading him, smiled gently and patted his head.

"Abandoning it is fine. After all, it's very dangerous. I'm really sorry for disturbing you for so long." Her body became ethereal, as if she was about to disappear. The little girl also waved her hand in frustration, her body becoming ethereal as well.

"Hey, who said I disagreed? I was just thinking about why I was chosen. Such a good opportunity, how could I possibly disagree!" Wu Feng looked up, surprised, at the two figures about to disappear, and quickly said.

"Huh?" The two ethereal figures solidified, looking equally surprised at Wu Feng.

"After hearing all that, you still want to sign the contract?"

"Why not?"

The black-dressed woman and the little girl looked at each other and smiled, jumping in joy.

"Finally found one."

"The Guardian project has been ongoing for over a thousand years, and we finally have our first test subject!"

"Huh? Test subject?"