A magical journey of a sharp-tongued woman and a goofy man

The gravitational pull created by the collapse of spacetime tore the rune camel to pieces, and the blood-patterned chains on Jiang Ye's arm suddenly reversed direction.

Ye Shuli seized the 0.3-second anomaly and fired the electromagnetic pulse gun, grazing Jiang Ye's ear. As the blue light pierced the guardian's chest, she saw that the glowing threads were actually entangled quantum strings.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!" Jiang Ye clutched his singed hair and jumped three meters away. Half a spirit stone fell out of his storage bag and rolled to the guardian's feet. "How come this thing is even harder to deal with than Old Wang's popcorn machine?"

The data waterfall from the nanoglasses suddenly stopped.

Ye Shuli stared at her wristwatch, which showed a sudden drop of 37% in energy readings, and discovered twelve flickering nodes at the center of the collapse—which perfectly matched the missing fragments in the fractal diagram.

The star and moon tattoos on the soldiers' backs were bleeding, and the blood droplets floated in the air defying gravity, forming a miniature four-dimensional coordinate system.

"Keep moving!" She flung out a magnetic rail to entangle the nearest stone pillar, and quantum clouds exploded into ring-shaped ripples beneath her feet. "His attacks will track stationary targets!" Before she finished speaking, the tribal woman's gold-embroidered skirt was shaved in half by the aftershocks of energy.

The guardian raised a hand made of stardust.

As the purple-gold energy tide crashed into the shield formed by the remnants of the artifact, Ye Shuli heard her wrist bones crack under the strain.

The nano glasses suddenly popped up a warning: 2 minutes and 17 seconds left until the annihilation of matter.

"Jiang Ye!" She kicked away the person who was trying to retrieve the spirit stone, "Crush the compressed spirit stone and scatter it at the three o'clock position!" The moment the psionic dust came into contact with the quantum cloud, the collapsing space suddenly stopped for thirty seconds.

The star and moon tattoos on the warriors' backs lit up simultaneously, piecing together a fragmented ancient star map within the blood bead coordinate system.

The guardian emitted a humming sound similar to a metal pipe organ, and the entire space suddenly folded into a Möbius strip.

Ye Shuli grabbed Jiang Ye by the collar and leaped toward the seventh collapse node. The moment the electromagnetic boots brushed against the luminous threads, the nano-glasses captured the vibration frequency of the energy string—which resonated with the data of the "Zhoubi Suanjing" stored in the wristwatch.

"Shuli, look!" Jiang Ye suddenly ripped open his blood-stained sleeve, and the blood-patterned chains were reorganizing into a Cartesian coordinate system. "My spiritual energy's trajectory has changed!" The double-helix shield that lit up in his palm did not dissipate this time, but instead tore open a faint passage in the collapsing field.

Ye Shuli suddenly remembered the Klein bottle model in the laboratory before she transmigrated.

When the Guardian raised her hand for the third time, she deliberately pointed the electromagnetic pulse gun at her feet.

The energy wave was refracted back to the Guardian's body by the distorted spacetime, and all twelve collapse nodes lit up with a blood-red warning simultaneously.

"Now!" She grabbed Jiang Ye and lunged toward the only undistorted ripple in spacetime.

Suddenly, the tribal chief's bone staff burst forth with bronze light, projecting the warriors' blood-stained star and moon tattoos into a three-dimensional star map—at one moment, Ye Shuli saw all the collapsing nodes pointing to the antimatter core on the guardian's chest.

The quantum cloud suddenly condensed into ice crystals.

When the guardian launched its eighth attack, Ye Shuli noticed that the purple-gold energy had a 0.01-second path deviation as it passed through the distorted space.

The nano glasses automatically brought up the "University Physics" courseware saved before the time travel, and a chapter title circled by a highlighter flashed in the corner of the eye.

Ye Shuli's nano glasses suddenly emitted a blinding red light, and the antimatter core on the guardian's chest was forming a black hole vortex.

She switched the electromagnetic pulse gun to refraction mode, and the blue light remaining at the muzzle collided with the purple-gold energy tide in the air, forming countless prism-like refraction lines.

"The refraction angle at the three o'clock position is 32 degrees!" Jiang Ye suddenly roared, and the double helix shield in his palm expanded into a light curtain.

The veins on the back of his neck were still covered in psionic dust, and blood-patterned chains writhed wildly beneath his skin.

Ye Shuli rolled to the side to avoid the aftershock of the energy, and discovered that the refracted trajectory of the attack completely overlapped with the sundial projection recorded in the "Zhoubi Suanjing".

The guardian's metallic hum suddenly rose eight octaves.

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the surface of Jiang Ye's shield. Even as he knelt on one knee, he still threw out a compressed spirit stone: "Catch!"

The Wang family's ancestral Thunderfire Crystal! "The moment the spirit stone exploded in mid-air, Ye Shuli saw the refracted energy beam precisely penetrate the quantum string node on the guardian's left shoulder."

The rate of spacetime collapse suddenly slowed down.

The tribal chief's bone staff was driven into the ground, and the bronze star map resonated with the tattoos on the warriors' backs.

The coordinate system of the suspended blood bead trembled violently, turning the twelve collapsed nodes into an eerie orange-red.

"Energy string vibration frequency matching successful!" Ye Shuli's wristwatch suddenly projected holographic counting rods.

She leaped into the air on the magnetic track, and sparks from the soles of her electromagnetic boots traced the topological structure of a Klein bottle in the quantum cloud.

When the eighth refracted beam struck the guardian's right abdomen, the entire space resounded with the crisp sound of shattering glass.

Jiang Ye suddenly rushed over from the side and used his back to shield her from the flying fragments of time and space.

His blood-stained sleeve brushed against Ye Shuli's cheek, his warm breath carrying the smell of rust: "Be careful of the abnormal vibration of the three o'clock string!"

The alarm from the nanoglasses stopped abruptly.

Ye Shuli discovered that the orange-red color of the blood bead coordinate system was seeping into the collapsing node, and more blood beads were seeping from the star and moon tattoos on the backs of the warriors—those blood beads were actually beginning to draw ancient star maps in reverse.

Suddenly realizing something, she shouted to the tribal women, "Quickly embroider the positions of the Seven Mansions of the Black Tortoise with gold thread!"

The purple-gold energy tide suddenly stopped in mid-air.

As the tribal woman trembled as she finished the last stitch, the golden thread suddenly transformed into a stream of light and merged into the star map.

The collapsing space groaned under the strain, and all twelve nodes simultaneously erupted with blinding white light.

"Now!" Ye Shuli grabbed Jiang Ye and rushed toward the only intact spacetime ripple.

Her electromagnetic pulse gun was pressed against the antimatter core in the Guardian's chest, and the data stream pulsating in her nanoglasses perfectly overlapped with the refraction formula in the "University Physics" courseware.

Amidst the earth-shattering explosion, the black hole vortex on the guardian's chest suddenly twisted into a Möbius strip.

Ye Shuli felt a burning pain coming from the watch, and the remaining 37% of its energy was rapidly draining away.

Jiang Ye's blood-patterned chains suddenly wrapped around her wrist, and the double-helix shield forcibly opened a half-meter safety zone.

When the white light dissipated, all the quantum strings on the Guardian's right arm had broken.

Ye Shuli knelt on one knee, panting, and discovered that the lenses of the nano glasses were covered with cracks.

Jiang Ye reached out to help her, but froze as soon as his fingertips touched her shoulder—the Guardian's shattered body was reassembling, and countless luminous threads were surging out from the spacetime rift.

"Shu Li!" Jiang Ye's pupils suddenly contracted.

His blood-patterned chains pierced the ground uncontrollably, and the pathways of his spiritual energy shone brightly on his skin.

Ye Shuli looked up and saw three phantoms emerging behind the reorganized guardian, each holding a different fragment of a divine artifact.

An even stronger pressure crashed down as if it were a physical force.

The golden thread embroidered by the tribal women, depicting the seven constellations of the Black Tortoise, snapped instantly, and black blood seeped from the tattoos on the warriors' backs.

Ye Shuli's wristwatch issued a final warning: 47 seconds until the annihilation of matter.

Jiang Ye suddenly grabbed her hand and pressed it against his chest.

The pulsating, vibrant spiritual core transmitted a searing heat through the skin, and the blood-patterned chains automatically wove into a protective net: "Use my spiritual power as the refraction medium!"

Blue liquid seeped from the cracks in the nanoglasses.

When the three phantom guardians simultaneously raised the artifact fragments, Ye Shuli bit her tongue to stay conscious.

She saw that the orange-red color of the collapsed node had spread to Jiang Ye's chains, and those blood patterns were twisting strangely into new fractal patterns.

"Prepare for the second refraction!" She stuffed the last three compressed spirit stones into Jiang Ye's palm.

The moment the psionic dust collided with the blood-patterned chains, the entire spacetime suddenly fell into absolute silence—even the suspended blood droplets froze in the air.

The antimatter core on the guardian's chest emitted a blinding purple light.

Ye Shuli squinted in the bright light and vaguely saw tiny star patterns moving under the skin of Jiang Ye's neck beneath the bulging veins.

His double-helix shield suddenly expanded to a diameter of five meters, enveloping everyone in a pale golden light curtain.

"Three, two..." Ye Shuli's wristwatch began its countdown.

As the last speckle exploded, she heard Jiang Ye's spirit core crack under the strain.

The Klein bottle structure, formed by refraction, enveloped the purple-gold energy tide, but the moment it touched the guardian's phantom—

The entire spacetime collapsed with a roar.

Ye Shuli's last consciousness was of Jiang Ranxue's hand tightly clasping her five fingers.

Before the nanoglasses went completely black, she saw half a familiar star map emerge from the collapse node, perfectly matching a formula on the blackboard in the laboratory before her transmigration.