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Chapter 235 The New Balance
The bright light slowly faded, and everything on the overpass fell into an eerie silence.

In the center of the ruins, five glowing humanoid silhouettes floated in mid-air, still maintaining their final poses, but their bodies had become partially transparent, flowing with colors that represented their individual characteristics.

Su Wanqing was the first to regain consciousness. She looked down at her hands, which were almost entirely composed of pure golden energy, and was momentarily bewildered.

"We...succeeded?" she murmured to herself.

In his mind, the voice of the Guardian AI rang out at the right moment, devoid of any emotional fluctuation: "The pentagonal barrier has been successfully activated. However, due to the unexpected intervention of the core triangular structure, the program has mutated, forming a completely new type of barrier—a semi-permeable spacetime membrane."

This wasn't in the original plan, but the assessment results suggest it might be a better outcome.

She raised her head, her gaze passing over her hands to look around.

A huge, semi-transparent dome is slowly expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye. The surface of the dome is filled with interwoven energy patterns of gold, blue, green, purple, and red, like the veins of a living thing.

It is silently enveloping the entire city, which is on the verge of collapse.

Lin Che and "Night" floated on her left and right sides, and the three of them formed a stable equilateral triangle.

Half of Lin Che's body had transformed into a pure blue energy form, and the Orion sequence pattern on his right arm had completely merged into it, shimmering with a profound light.

Even more surprising was "Night." Under his violent red energy form, his face had completely transformed into that of a young Dr. Morris.

Those eyes no longer held the biting indifference, but instead a complex calm, mixed with a hint of relief.

He looked at his semi-energetic hands and said in a low voice, "So this is the third path...we have become living components of the barrier."

“It’s not death, nor is it simply sacrifice…” Lin Che continued, looking at Su Wanqing and then at Morris, “...but transformation. We have become the bridge connecting reality and the Weavers.”

Su Wanqing thought for a moment, then asked it in her mind, "Guardian, this isn't the outcome we planned, is it?"

“Yes,” it responded immediately, “the original plan was to form a rigid barrier that completely blocked the Weaver. But the unexpected formation of the triangular core created this semi-permeable membrane, which allows for a limited, controlled two-way exchange of energy, but does not allow any one-way plundering for the purpose of ‘collection’.”

Outside the core of the triangle, Lu Zhao and Xiao Ling also regained consciousness.

They were not as deeply energized as the three at the center, but they still formed the supporting structure of the entire barrier.

Lu Zhao's green energy body has completely merged with his tactical equipment, forming a strange hybrid of technology and life.

He moved his arm and could feel that the boundary between metal and flesh had become blurred.

Xiaoling, on the other hand, has maintained almost entirely a human form, with only the tightly closed purple third eye mark on her forehead proving that she is also part of this great structure.

She walked to the edge of the expanding dome, reached out her hand, and seemed to be able to touch the flowing barrier of time and space.

“The collapse of time has stopped,” she said softly, a hint of joy in her voice. “The parts of the city that disappeared… are slowly returning to normal.”

The Guardian AI's explanation echoed in everyone's minds: "The semi-permeable membrane is stabilizing the local time flow."

It allows controlled temporal energy to flow backward from the Weaver's side, and the harvested area is reconnecting and repairing with the primary reality at an extremely reduced temporal flow rate.

Lu Zhao frowned and muttered to himself, "Is this symbiosis rather than confrontation? We... have created a balance?"

Just then, the most unexpected thing happened.

The Weaver Vanguard, which had been standing silently outside the barrier, stopped flashing its halo of attack and plunder. Instead, it began to rotate slowly in a highly complex pattern, seemingly representing analysis and... appreciation. It took a step forward, standing before the translucent dome, and extended a silver hand made of liquid metal, gently placing it on the surface of the barrier.

The five-colored energy flowed slightly under his palm, but did not produce any violent rejection reaction.

A moment later, the advance officer withdrew his hand, and the synthesized mechanical voice sounded again, but it seemed to have lost some of its coldness: "Unexpected discovery: creative adaptation. The sample exceeded the expected parameters."

It seemed to pause for a moment, as if communicating with the Weavers, who were far beyond the dimensions.

A few seconds later, it continued: "This balance model has not been taken into account in the eternal model... The semi-permeable membrane, while allowing civilization to continue to develop, also provides a sustainable time sample... This may be a better solution."

Su Wanqing immediately became alert and asked loudly, "What does this mean?"

The advance officer took a step back, seemingly making a harmless gesture: "It means reassessing the acquisition protocol. Your solution... is interesting. We will accept this balance for now and observe its sustainability."

It raised its head, looking at the sky above the city, which was stabilized by the barrier. "The main fleet will temporarily suspend full-scale collection and switch to long-term observation mode. This is the first civilization to create such a balance mode... It is worth studying in detail."

As soon as he finished speaking, the vanguard officer's body transformed into a silver streak of light, soaring into the sky and disappearing into the clouds.

The crisis seems to be... over.

When the expansion of the dome completely stopped and stabilized, Su Wanqing felt a slight dizziness.

Immediately afterwards, countless memories that did not belong to her flooded into her mind like a tide.

She saw herself, standing on the same overpass, but surrounded by slightly different ruins.

On one occasion, she recklessly detonated all the cores in an attempt to perish together with the Weaver, resulting in an even larger-scale time collapse.

On another occasion, she joined forces with "Night" to try to rewrite the city's reality code with the power of the core, hiding everyone in a false time bubble, but it was easily burst by the Weaver due to its unstable structure.

Each crucial decision, each failed outcome, unfolded clearly before her eyes.

She realized with surprise, "In the first cycle, we tried to fight back completely, which resulted in the complete collapse of time. In the second, we tried to escape by using the core to rewrite reality, which only accelerated the disintegration of the spacetime structure. Only this time... we accepted each other's existence and sought a balance of coexistence, which instead created a sustainable solution."

Lin Che noticed a fleeting change in her expression. He moved closer and asked softly, "What did you see?"

Su Wanqing smiled slightly. This time, her smile was free of burden and instead contained a hint of understanding.

“I understand why this time is different. In each cycle we accumulate unseen experience, but the key to success lies in the combination of people.”

The first two times, we either lacked a 'container' like Xiaoling or lost a 'rebel' like you; we never had all five key roles simultaneously.

She paused for a moment, then turned her gaze to the energy entity in the distance that had the face of Morris.

"Moreover... the real turning point lies in the choice of 'night'."

The first two times, he chose either confrontation or exploitation. This time, he chose cooperation. Sometimes, the strongest defense isn't a wall, but a bridge.

The voice of the Guardian AI rang in her mind one last time, carrying an unprecedented, almost approving tone.

"Yes, the anchor point. This is precisely the goal that Dr. Morris's reincarnation system ultimately aimed to achieve—not to find a perfect defense, but to find a sustainable balance. Congratulations, you have fulfilled his true wish."