Collapse, survive

On this accompanying celestial body, there is also a creation engine working, running, and transforming.

However, celestial bodies that rotate and revolve do not have an atmosphere. The background is the Milky Way, and the sky is filled with twinkling stars in the false heaven. It is a dark universe, and in the far distance, you can see other 'stars' on the path of destiny.

This wasn't the first time Ling had been here, and it seemed similar to her Sacred Mark Space, but she didn't have such a Destiny Space; she could only draw power from [Destruction].

The viruses she constantly collects and recombines have limitations; they require a 'medium,' which is why she comes to him—ordinary media are not qualified.

"It's so desolate, so fake. You're just building random things. What's the point of all this background? ... This place is so big, I really want a laboratory here."

Gazing at this illusory sky, the young girl, Ling, made comments, uttering the same voice as the older sisters she once admired.

Fang Jie pursed his lips, not bothering to ask whether she wanted to learn from Dr. Mei or Möbius: "You already know the rules. If you want something, create it yourself with your own hands. You can renovate this place and turn it into a laboratory."

Then I jumped on the bandwagon too.

"As the saying goes, you have to rely on yourself at home and when you go out. You must rely on yourself. You should play less dangerous games and do something productive. Learn from me. Have you ever seen a school at four in the morning? Besides studying, I also have to do practical work every day. I'm making good progress right now, and I'll be able to take you back soon."

"real or fake."

Ling, who was suddenly shown off, didn't quite believe it. She could smell a lot of fragrance on Fang Jie. He was eating well, drinking well, and having fun. He was visibly degenerating at a rapid pace.

But thinking about it, this guy was indeed quite...

is a good man.

Ling does not deny this.

"But the stronger I become, the harder it will be for you to take me away."

Ling also knew about Fang Jie's teleportation mechanism and wondered if he had changed.

"What a joke! You think you can get stronger than me?"

Fang Jie clenched his fist proudly. "I'm born with superhuman strength, understand? As long as my growth surpasses yours, surpasses everyone else's, I can do more! Better!"

"You're pretty confident, kid. Why don't you give this a try?"

Ling carefully took out a ball of light, held it in her hands without daring to shake it, and said with anticipation, "Bacteria and viruses are the species with the longest evolutionary history on the planet. The number of species they have wiped out is countless. Since the beginning of humankind, we have been fighting against viruses. The development of the immune system and medicine is a process of racing against viruses."

Throughout Earth's history, countless species have been eliminated and countless new species have risen. Yet, what remains constant is the constant integration of these species into the evolution of civilization. Humanity and civilization have continuously adapted to their environment to reach where they are today, and these microorganisms are an indispensable part of the world.

"I didn't mess around with all sorts of random things like you did. Instead, I kept collecting various viruses and accelerating their evolution, trying to create viruses that exceeded the current capacity of the Herrschers, and ultimately to erode and infect planets, civilizations, and the end."

You're awesome!

Fang Jie, who was being looked down upon as a stepping stone, didn't know what expression to make. At least he was being used as a stepping stone, just like Zhong Yan, so he should keep smiling.

Little King Kong has big dreams. While Fang Jie was working hard to help the current civilization overcome the end, she became even more radical, preparing to use Galaxy Technology to overtake others and create the end of death.

"You can research this, but take it easy and don't let it get out of control."

Fang Jie reminded her that it didn't matter to her doing this.

There are plenty of mad scientists in the galaxy, and Ling is only at this stage. Whether she succeeds or not is another matter. At most, she can only erode and infect a galaxy. She can't possibly penetrate the imaginary energy fluctuation tidal zone between galaxies, which only messengers can travel through.

What? The Milky Way has star trails?

Fang Jie scratched his head, still not intending to stop her. Who knows, it might come in handy later. His point was that it would be good if Ling could produce something, since he didn't really like doing these kinds of things.

He watched as the ball of light was absorbed into the surface of the 'moon' by the bell. She planted it, dug a hole, and buried it; all that was left was to water it.

The feedback came quickly, like a seed taking root and sprouting, a glowing sapling growing on the mound of earth. Its appearance was translucent and clear, like the Tree of Souls in Avatar that Fang Jie prepared to watch with Yae Sakura later. To be honest, its appearance was not very viral.

Wait, how come this thing is growing simulated neural structures? And it's a virus... Holy crap, soul fluctuations!

No, it's not the soul, it's the ether, or memory matter.

A light shone in Yiqingshui's eyes as he saw more in the solution of [Minecraft].

This is a hypothetical medium that should not exist in reality. It is the basic raw material for creating light cones. Injecting it into the light cone can make the phenomena encapsulated within it clearer.

In short, refined through the special technology of the Memory Maker, it is a good material for creating paradise, enough to carry all the memories of the galaxy.

Theosophy refers to the archives of information about the material world as the Akasha Records, and this is also evidenced in the Rifts. The information of civilizations that permeate the Rifts, whether in dust, fragments, or crystals, does indeed preserve information from the past.

Like... a seed?

Watering and mulching the seeds will cause them to flower and bear fruit, resulting in more seeds.

At this moment, who knows what Ling has reconstructed using the new knowledge and materials she has gathered along the way? Fang Jie suddenly recalled the "Overflow Disaster Response Manual".

Wait a minute, wait a minute, at worst we can just self-destruct the moon again. His eyes were bright as he and Ling watched the seed sprout. The initial signs reminded him of a strange object.

——[Bury some soil]

Dig a hole and bury some soil in it.

Count them one, two, three, four, five.

My own land, my own soil.

Everything you plant will grow into RMB.

This strange thing was born from one of the many ruthless jobs of the Corporation and the Fools. In some of the forcibly developed peripheral star systems, the natives who did cheap labor mistakenly believed that the currency used by the Corporation was the fruit of some kind of plant. Therefore, they would always leave the brightest and most shiny banknote and bury it in the ground, hoping to grow their own credit point tree.

Then the mischievous Masked Fool drew inspiration from the misunderstanding and, imitating the principle of split coins, created the Credit Point Tree, spreading its seeds far and wide.

Fearing inflation, the company urgently sealed off all the border regions, but when they rushed to the orchard, they found that the natives really were just eating credits like fruit.

Whether the company is wise in its apparent foolishness or the locals are foolish in their apparent wisdom, Fang Jie silently decided to tell Ling not to tell anyone about this, because the Memory Makers might be too audacious to resist and try to steal it.

Startled, Fang Jie, who had been in a state of constant, unrestrained activity, was able to understand Ling's technical approach: it contained methods for eroding the world through the Rift, as well as memory technology, which eroded the real medium in the form of space imagination, thereby eroding and reorganizing the information database data records of the material world.

This is destruction, and it is also rebirth.

The sapling before us can be considered a 'world tree' seedling in a sense, or even a 'fantasy tree' plant. When it invades the 'Akasha Record' of a planet, it can easily interfere with and control the world, modifying and reorganizing it.

The Galaxy Hackers did it too.

In Honkai Impact 3rd's solar system, the intrinsic world might be difficult to erode, requiring time; the world bubble would definitely not be able to withstand it at all.

Bell truly understands the end.

This technology is also reflected in her. If you look closely, Aling is not as irritable today. She has further reorganized herself, removed the 'malice' left by her Herrscher instinct, and picked up her childhood dream of becoming a scientist.

Furthermore, because her destiny energy was clearly insufficient to support the subsequent growth of this achievement, not everyone has a star core for energy supply. The destiny energy that destiny travelers can obtain is conditionally unlimited, and the company has to fight an interstellar energy war.

Fang Jie meant that she was coming for Fang Jie, not the room. This guy has superhuman strength and also took a portion of the Beloborg star core. It would be a waste not to participate in the research.

She's making progress, it's just in her methods...

Good.

"Dog, you've changed," Fang Jie said, heartbroken, reaching out his hand again.

"Where are your paws going?"

Ling was furious. Unable to dodge the unpredictable attack, she chose to bite.

Because he touched her head in disbelief, he was bitten. It hurt a lot, but Fang Jie felt relieved. It was still the familiar King Kong he knew.

He bit back.

Ears, delicious, these are furry things coated with poison.

The two parted on bad terms again, each emerging victorious. Rin angrily continued her journey back to the house, without even asking how Yae Sakura was doing.

“How cold-hearted King Kong is! I’ll go find her and give you another nickname.”

And Fang should definitely train hard and not lose to her.

……

……

"Extra training, night runs."

It was still early, so Fang Jie, full of confidence, continued his night run around Oceania with his weights on.

This competitive spirit is much stronger than against March 7th, after all, that's Bell, how did the original big sister monster evolve into something else?

It's like Ai-chan suddenly evolved into a super Ai-chan, so capable it's almost unbelievable.

Those who tried it for the first time all said it was great. The training method, which has been passed down for thousands of years, combined with the training of a personal gravity field, has an exceptionally good effect. In particular, the view is vast, the sky and sea are one color, the moonlight is charming, and running in it makes people feel open-minded and in a great mood.

Yes, mood is the most important thing. Beginners should find a comfortable level of comfort and then gradually expand upon it.

Fang Jie felt that the 100 times gravity was just right for the first time. He felt that every part of his body was under pressure and needed to activate the long-lost 'spring' to boil his blood and withstand it, so that his body would become more vibrant.

He really liked this vibrant, life-giving flow.

Before Fang Jie could finish the first lap, the second lap began, and an uninvited guest descended from the sky.

Hovering high in the sky, the Moon Armor made Durandal look like a goddess of the moon, holding a long spear, her eyes bright, and her long hair still vibrant in color, looking very dazzling.

A determined look appeared on his cheeks, which resembled those of a baked loaf of bread.

"I've finally found you, Fang Jie. I'll challenge you now."

"Oh, it's you. I have a question for you. Do you have any sports drink recommendations? I'm thirsty."

Fang Jie didn't seem to care about her returning to Earth and coming to his door, and casually asked...

Durandal said methodically, "I recommend the vegetable juice made by Rita, preferably paired with a nutritious meal."

Come on, Rita's fish dishes are always made with a deathly palpable sense of dread.

There is no love.

Without stopping, Fang Jie continued his night run. With people watching and keeping up, he felt as if his blood was flowing faster.

Durandal certainly wouldn't misunderstand that it was an escape; she could only say...

She was still ignored, but she was used to it. I was the challenger.

--war!

She leaped forward, ready to face the challenge head-on...

We've been overtaken.

She continued her pursuit.

Unfortunately, she appeared when Fang Jie was at his most competitive, but Durandal also seemed very competitive in her back-and-forth exchanges.

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Chapter Seventy-Seven: Victims of the Galactic Iron Block

That night, a gentle breeze blew, the night sky was bright, and the stars twinkled brilliantly, playing a breathtaking cosmic symphony.

Some astronomers believe that celestial bodies move like complex mechanical structures, and that the sun, moon, and stars emit melodious, crystal-like notes as they move.

This is called "Celestial Harmony".

The simplified musical score weaves together the fragmented past, while the music guides us toward the future, like tears that have passed and dreams that have yet to end.

Music can also be heard in civilized cities. On nights when neon lights illuminate the city, virtual idols on giant advertising screens make the songs resound.

"Pu はひとりぼっちだったsanることしか知らない春は (I am alone, in this spring that keeps dying)..."

There's no need to listen.

The dazzling streaks of light and the whooshing sound vanished in an instant, traversing the city and returning to the dark world without lingering for even a moment.

There are two paths, one in front of the other.

Two streaks of light raced across the land, occasionally flowing across the sea, over mountains, through cities, and freely traversing the desertified plains, shimmering around Oceania.

One was like a burning inferno, wild and fierce, filled with the ever-present danger of explosion; the other was a quiet burning silver light, leaving a slowly spreading trace in its path, sharp and resolute.

This is a world of decay, devoid of flashy magic; all that exists is decay that has reached its peak!

So if you want to fight, you first need to be able to catch up with him.

Durandal gritted her teeth. The spacetime rupture that Fang Jie called 'Speed ​​Force' is now a standard feature of top-tier Valkyries, and even non-top-tier Valkyries.

One Kiana even used it to drink cola, enjoying the exhilarating feeling of splashing cola into the air, then refilling it with the cup mid-air and downing it in one gulp.

Or could it also be considered S. Anwestein?

Taking a drive in a Siemens Steiner is quite a pleasant experience.

In the spacetime fractured field, even someone as powerful as Durandal felt an increasingly unbearable burden. The excruciating pain, as if half of her body was caught in a meat grinder, finally surged from her nerve endings, and her senses had long since fallen into a hallucinatory slow time.

A strange spasm, like an electric current, spread from my spine, as if my hands were gripping a high-voltage wire that had exposed my bare heart. My skin, muscles, and internal organs trembled painfully under this violent force that had broken free of its restraints.