Chapter 100: The Grand Jubilee of Judgment
The Bureau had survived a hundred chapters of chaos, but at the stroke of the Centennial Cycle, time itself didn't just tick—it congratulated. The Giant Silver Ribbon wrapped around the Bureau with the finality of a gift-wrapped planet, and the walls of Section C-7 began to shimmer with a 100% "Prestige Glow."
"Commissioner!" Assistant Yue's voice was now a chorus of golden trumpets. "THE. MAINSPRING. HAS. COMPLETED. ITS. ONE-HUNDREDTH. REVOLUTION. WE. HAVE. REACHED. THE. 'GRAND. JUBILEE. OF. JUDGMENT'. THE. UNIVERSE. IS. PREPARING. TO. CALCULATE. THE. 'TOTAL. BOREDOM. QUOTIENT'. IF. WE. HAVE. NOT. INTRODUCED. ENOUGH. 'CALIBRATED. DISASTER', THE. STORY. WILL. BE. DECLARED. 'DULL'. AND. CLOSED. PERMANENTLY!"
The Parade of Consequences
The Lobby floor opened up, revealing a Centennial Ledger that stretched toward the horizon.
The Muse watched as her 100 chapters of sparks danced across the page. "Look, Ne Job! Every creative spark we threw at Novus Aethel... it's being graded! The 'Audience Engagement' is at 7.5% and rising!"
Architect Ao Bing stood straight, his leopard-skin robe now sparkling with 100 tiny silver medals. "My city survived a drift, an eraser, and a juice bar! That's got to be worth a 'Distinguished Architecture Award'!"
Pip stood with their wrench, looking at the long line of fixed trajectories. "We didn't just file them, Boss. We made them interesting."
The 7.5% Verdict
Suddenly, the ceiling dissolved into a Sea of Eyes—the Collective Readership of the Multiverse. They weren't looking for a "Perfect Ending." They were looking for "The Point."
"Ne Job!" the Muse whispered, her hair a frantic, celebratory neon-violet. "The Jubilee isn't a party! It's an Audit of Existence! If the 'Boredom Quotient' is too high, they'll put the book back on the shelf and never open it again!"
Ne Job looked at the Semicolon. It was glowing with the accumulated light of a hundred victories. He realized that the "Grand Jubilee" wasn't about what they had finished; it was about the Unfinished Business they had created.
The Semicolon of Infinite Potential
Ne Job stepped onto the Ledger. He didn't offer a summary. He didn't give a speech. He used the Semicolon to perform the Ultimate Link.
He touched the violet light to the "Chapter 100" mark and connected it back to "Chapter 1."
"We are not a closed loop!" Ne Job roared to the Sea of Eyes. "We are a 7.5% Deviation from the expected! For every disaster we calibrated, we created a new 'And'! For every rule we aligned, we left a 'But'!"
The violet energy exploded, turning the "Final Chapter" into a "Volume 2: Ongoing" status. He didn't prove the universe was safe; he proved it was Unpredictable.
The Echo of the Hundredth
The Silver Ribbon didn't tighten; it burst into a million shimmering confetti pieces made of "Future Plot-Hooks." The Sea of Eyes blinked in satisfaction. The "Boredom Quotient" plummeted to zero.
The Bureau didn't end. It Reset.
LOG: CHAPTER 100 SUMMARY.
STATUS: Jubilee survived. Universe officially 'Engaging.'
NOTE: One hundred chapters down, and I still haven't cleared my In-Box.
OBSERVATION: The best way to celebrate a milestone is to look at the next one.
P.S.: Assistant Yue has stored all the confetti. She says it's 7.5% more efficient as 'Drafting Paper.'
The Muse leaned over his shoulder, her hair glowing with a triumphant, eternal violet. "We did it, Ne Job. We made it to the century mark. What now?"
Ne Job looked at the Semicolon. It was glowing with a fresh, bright, and hungry violet.
"Now?" Ne Job adjusted his hat and picked up a new stack of trajectories. "Now, we get back to work. Why is Assistant Yue sounding a 7.5% alarm and why has a Giant Silver Door appeared in the air labeled 'VOLUME 2: THE MULTIVERSE OF MEMOS'?"