Collapse, survive

Therefore, we shouldn't overestimate its value. This single-molecule serration is not without its weaknesses; for example, pure single-molecule materials are very brittle.

The most common similar material in nature is diamond, which is extremely hard but also very brittle.

It's obvious that it's not suitable for defense, but with a force field, it's a different story.

Fang Jie retrieved another fragment, from the 'Barrier', thanks to Jepard's generous contribution, which made it easy for Fang Jie to compare the differences between the two.

With just a gentle collision, a series of sparks are generated... Finally, the monomolecular serrations bounce off.

"Strong interaction materials are still superior."

Fang Jie remained expressionless.

Yes, this 'barrier' was made entirely of a material with strong interaction forces, with an absolutely smooth surface, near absolute zero temperature, and was indestructible. It was carried by Jepard during the battle and then smashed by the Star Core Spirit.

The idea of ​​being indestructible is just a joke; fate is just like that, delivering a devastating blow.

Leaving aside the star core essence, comparing only the barrier and the single-molecule serration, the former is undoubtedly stronger.

This is not due to superior materials, but rather to superior force field construction.

Compared to single-molecule serrations, the molecular motion of the material that forms the barrier almost completely stops, which makes the surface temperature infinitely close to absolute zero. In addition, the strong interaction force squeezes the atoms, making the atoms of its shell very neatly arranged, resulting in it being infinitely close to absolute smoothness.

After all, it originated from the technology of the city builders, and it is not considered outdated in the company. It is also the basic technology for the galaxy to use various force fields. Don't be fooled by Fang Jie's shocked expression; he can do it himself.

By removing the electromagnetic force from the interior of the material, the atomic gaps can still be locked, creating similar materials.

Otherwise, how could he be so sure that his biofield, when fully activated, could withstand a planetary explosion?

Because the force field inside the body is fully open, it can restrain the particles to almost stop vibrating, making it naturally indestructible.

Bianca did it too!

Bianca also fell.

No matter which world it is, the idea that something is indestructible is just a joke.

"It can only be said that what is easy is not easy; even the rules of physics can be rewritten."

Finally, Fang Jie took out the Jizo Soul, which was made entirely of Soul Steel, an Erosion Core, and the 'body' material of the Herrscher of Erosion, mixed with a large amount of Destiny Energy.

There's no need to delve too deeply into the Herrscher of Erosion; it's not limited to materials of real numbers, but rather a manifestation of imaginary singularities condensed in real numbers. In a sense, it is the one that is truly indestructible.

Yes, as long as the corresponding imaginary inner structure is not destroyed.

Fang Jie didn't want to complain, silently experiencing the Soul Steel he had experienced many times before—an ordinary material that existed in the form of a cluster of nanomachines. Its advantages were that it had resistance to Honkai energy and the ability to self-repair, just like a person.

The human body is the best material to contain Honkai energy. In comparison, machines are only one-third as efficient at utilizing Honkai energy as humans, and both face continuous destruction due to constant Honkai decay.

People can be corrupted into suicide bombers, and machines will age.

For destiny, bearing and utilizing it is also a difficult point. Why can't the single-molecule sawtooth go a step further and directly use the force field structure like Jepard's 'barrier'?

It cannot be ruled out that the company's fear of automating machines without human control after the Imperial War limited development in this area, but there are indeed barriers that require 'willpower-driven energy' to generate force fields.

To put it more directly, the Barrier is powered by Jepard, unlike the automatons powered by the Earth's core.

This matter is also recorded in "Beloberg Ancient Martial Arts". The company's dangerous prosthetic technology is because it is compatible with the energy of destiny. The Grammer Iron Riders even directly use the 'driver' as the driving energy.

"This is exactly what I need: a controllable carrier that can fully withstand the output of my 'engine'. The key is that it must be controllable."

Fang Jie never tried to fully utilize the energy within his body through 'destruction,' but instead used the method of collapse in a roundabout way, which was merely using the power of Jizo Mitama.

he himself?

It's sealed.

The void is sealed, and so is destruction.

"Just to be safe. After all... my energy seems to be higher than that of Jizo Mitama."

Perhaps the Jizo Mitama didn't get enough Honkai energy, because after so many years, it only absorbed a little Honkai energy in Changkong City, and then it was repeatedly absorbed by him...

If he could, he would even seal away the Jizo-myo-no-Mitama, at least to show Rin that attitude.

Using this thing... everything comes at a price. The first to be affected is himself; his pure and innocent body becomes unclean.

Rin, who also disliked him, silently watched him devour his biscuit while reading, her gaze growing increasingly unapproachable, like a grudge-keeping notebook.

Outside the window, Belleburg was as lively as ever, with people all smiles.

Frankly, the order here is too good. In other places, let alone the end of the world, people who lose all their money in the stock market would jump off buildings to commit suicide, and some would even take their wives, children, or even newborns with them.

In comparison, Belloberg is not so bad, even above average in the Galaxy.

Just as Fang Jie was thinking this, a riot broke out near the passage connecting to the lower area.

P.S.: Good morning, good afternoon, and good evening, friends! Just saying hello and wishing you all a happy day! (😐😐😐)

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Shine, You, Xixixier~

"Surrender, Bronya! I will make sure you receive a fair trial."

Hilva didn't know how she managed to say all that, but she had to, as she greeted Bronya, who was making her difficult return from the lower districts—she had just arrived there with a shipment of supplies to distribute after the long blockade.

Frankly, Sylva could easily imagine what the lower districts looked like now that even the Silvermane Guards had evacuated. As for who Bronya should entrust the supplies to, that was something Sylva was completely unfamiliar with.

The only thing she understood was that Bronya now had only one path: to the Lower District.

But Bronya didn't understand. She asked in shock, "Why is Mother wanted me? I don't understand! I need to see her! Mingming!"

No, you can't.

Seeing Bronya's state, Hilva had no choice but to harden her heart: "You and Jepard are both sinners for joining forces with the rebels who intended to infiltrate Beloborg. He has already fled and his whereabouts are unknown. We are certain that he is not in the Upper District. There is only one road in the entire Beloborg leading to the Lower District. How can you be considered innocent for falsely claiming to be acting on the orders of the High Warden to open the blockade? I must carefully consider what kind of conspiracy you, this traitor, are plotting—Iron Guard, seize her."

The Silvermane Guards were just as confused as Bronya, but the order had already been given.

"Commander, please cooperate obediently."

They moved forward to seize the important figure. Bronya initially didn't want to resist, until she heard Silva's absurd claims—a traitor infiltrated Belloberg? And Jepard had also betrayed them? I was giving false orders?

"What exactly happened? This... wait, I didn't give false orders, it was Mother who ordered me..."

There was too much she couldn't understand, so Bronya... only argued, without resisting.

Hiluva had anticipated this, and she was prepared for it.

An old figure suddenly rushed out:

"Miss, run! If you go with them, you'll never see Lady Cocolia again..."

"Sebastian?"

Bronya saw it; it was the family's butler, and he seemed to be trying to convey something—

"It's really in the way."

Hilva turned and delivered a flying kick, her high heel striking the well-dressed old butler who had cared for Bronya for many years squarely in the chin, sending him flying.

Even so, he still cried out with difficulty, "Run! Miss, run! Bronya, don't get caught, please don't..."

"Shut up."

With ruthless trampling, Shiluwa, now dressed in her military uniform again, mercilessly stomped the old man into the gray snow.

"stop!"

Bronya tried to step forward, but she couldn't do anything. The guards who carried out the arrest order didn't use excessive force, but they didn't hold back either.

She was about to be bound...

"Commander, run! Go find the captain!"

Suddenly, another group of Iron Guards appeared behind her, rushing to stop the Iron Guards who were trying to capture Bronya, and a fierce battle ensued.

"Hurry, Lady Bronya!"

"This……"

Bronya didn't know what was happening, but she understood their cries. Jepard…

"I will definitely come back!"

So she turned and walked toward the lower level, as if she had made up her mind.

"Don't run!"

The pursuers behind her continued their chase, seemingly determined to pursue her even into the lower levels. Hilva glanced at the dark depths, exhaled a breath of stale air, and did not stop the Iron Guards who were still fighting amongst themselves, allowing those who were protecting Bronya to be arrested.

The gazes directed at her from all around were incredibly complex. If it weren't for the surname 'Landau,' it would surely have been considered a heinous rebellion.

Even Landau couldn't help it.

In a sense, the removal of the Silvermane Iron Guards officers, the arrest of the acting Grand Warden, and the isolation of the current Grand Warden from the outside world... similar noble rebellions have been numerous in the seven-hundred-year history of Beloborg. Even the Grand Warden being reduced to a puppet and the acting Grand Warden being assassinated are not uncommon.

Hiluva is just doing it again.

How will I ultimately be recorded in history?

If Belloberg can still have a history.

Cocolia, what kind of glimmer of hope are you trying to seize? And what else can we do?

She is very confused.

Step, step...

Behind me, heavy footsteps sounded, as if someone was deliberately stomping their feet to make a sound.

Hiluva turned around and saw Fang Jie again. The latter smiled at her and walked at a ninety-degree angle on the wall, without getting the blood and snow on the ground, towards the dark depths of the lower area.

Behind him, the bells were floating normally...

She also carried Yae Sakura on her back and followed Fang Jie to 'find a doctor'.

Ling's face remained unmoved by the scene of infighting among the Iron Guards before her—they were nothing more than ugly puppets, manipulated by others, without thought or will, no different from rotten wood or stone.

To prevent her from seeing anything unsightly, Fang Jie chose to take matters into his own hands, getting everyone busy to clean up the post-apocalyptic winter city so that a clean and new world could be left behind.

Ling didn't care, nor did she concern herself.

Hiluva silently gestured for the Iron Guards to move aside, and this strange scene became known to everyone openly.

"It's a bit rough; if it's discovered..."

At least on March 7th, she'll glare at him fiercely.

But compared to those consequences...

Fang Jie was already walking backwards on the ceiling of the passage. Before leaving, he took a shower and changed into clothes that looked like they belonged to the locals—a black bodysuit that was close-fitting and similar to the combat uniform of the Grammer Iron Cavalry, with a white half-armor trench coat similar to that of the Silver Mane Iron Guards on the outside. However, there were no markings or embellishments. The pure white and plain black were intertwined. Even when walking backwards, there was no swaying. He walked further and further away.

"I like the saying, 'Fools always ring twice.' Repetition and inevitability permeate civilization. People always need omens, repeated omens, to truly realize that something is about to happen and that it will inevitably happen again."

In the darkness, Hiluva heard his voice.

"The only lesson that mankind learns from history is that mankind learns nothing."

She could vaguely detect disappointment in his voice, as if he was disappointed that she didn't dare to really rebel against Cocolia.

……

……

The lower levels of Belleburg were just as dark and shady as Fang Jie had imagined, with the air being rather murky.

But it wasn't quiet at all; it was unusually noisy.

Stepping out of the cramped passage, ahead lay a platform-like area for exchanging and unloading supplies between the upper and lower levels. Because Bronya had recently transported a batch of supplies, this place was currently... engulfing in action?

The two groups were locked in a fierce struggle, vying for and guarding the supplies.

"See? Humans are like trash."

Looking down from above and stepping inside, Ling's expression was inexplicably pleasant, which, frankly, wasn't a good thing.

"You were hoping those people would come here, weren't you? You wanted to see how many people were willing to come, but the result is clearly not what you expected."

She mocked Fang Jie for not understanding humanity.

"I do not have."

Fang Jie didn't even ask Cocolia to send Jepard or Bronya down; he didn't expect that. It was all Cocolia's doing.

Hiluva is even more of a heavyweight; who knows what she's thinking.

But Ling didn't care: "Do you know Twilight Street? I've heard my sister talk about that place, but Uncle Qianjie never mentions it."