Chapter 105 QB's Provocation

The air fell silent.

For a moment, neither Wang Bai nor QB said anything more.

A few seconds later, QB broke the silence.

"We are still analyzing what technology you used to turn the Soul Stone back into a human."

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"We could sense that the emotional energy had vanished—no, it was more like it had been reversed, along with the Soul Stone, which had been transformed back into human form."

"We couldn't even find any artificial traces in that human body, as if a former human individual had returned to this time."

In the eyes of the incubator civilization, this was a completely unreasonable technology, something that was utterly impossible.

This is why, despite possessing the technology to destroy a planet, the Incubator civilization refrained from drastic measures and instead adopted an observational approach.

Wang Bai is simply an exceptional individual.

If we can find out the technical principles behind the technology they are using, can we even reverse the entropy increase they fear?

Two options immediately emerged within the Incubator civilization.

Through continuous analysis and refinement, the two plans complemented each other, eventually becoming a final plan that could be adopted by all civilized individuals.

Meanwhile, a large number of QB appeared in front of magical girls all over the world, telling them the truth.

Witches from all over the world were drawn to Mitakihara. Girls who needed to fight witches to obtain the Seed of Grief to survive set off for Mitakihara.

Using their technology, QB began to attract witches to Mitakihara in large numbers.

QB has discovered the reason why the witch was attracted; it was Wang Bai's appearance that successfully restored the Grief Seed to human behavior.

For some unknown reason, all the witches sensed it, instinctively yearning for salvation, no longer echoing their final desperate cries within the barrier day after day.

QB collects those peculiar fluctuations and tries to replicate them as closely as possible. The replicas are of poor quality, but they can still guide the witches to some extent.

Thus, Mitakihara gradually became the focus of the magical girl world.

However, this has not yet been observed by Mitakihara Ohaku.

The expansion of the barrier also has its limits, and a large number of action plans are also based on targeting witches.

Despite the presence of QB across the entire planet, Wang Bai still lacked the intelligence to detect anything.

However, Wang Bai could vaguely sense that QB's open and aboveboard appearance was definitely not just for surveillance, but rather for a much grander goal.

Wang Bai probed QB: "Incubator Civilization, if you only have the strength and strategies you've shown so far, then you'll probably face defeat in the end."

QB shook his head: "You underestimate the civilizations in the universe. Perhaps I can demonstrate to you how vast the gap between us is."

Even if you possess technology we don't understand, can that technology become the winning strategy you claim to have?

Wang Bai suddenly sensed a void within the barrier, but he couldn't feel anything inside it.

Wang Bai looked out the window and saw that the location marked in the barrier now showed a huge spatial fold, like a black hole.

From that fold, the figure of a witch emerged.

QB has disappeared, or perhaps he's hiding somewhere, observing from the shadows.

QB, who seems particularly easy to deal with, is actually quite troublesome when he truly unleashes his full power. Even his current actions might not be a simple small step he takes in response to Wang Bai.

It's important to know that even in the original work, the fate of the Incubator civilization wasn't explicitly stated. However, a civilization capable of creating magical girls and witches would likely be helpless against Madoka Kaname, who became part of the Law of Cycles.

Or perhaps the principle of the circle itself is incorporated into the system of the incubator civilization?

If that's the case, it's absolutely terrifying.

Doesn't that mean that magical girls have absolutely no future from beginning to end?

The surroundings gradually twisted and stretched, as if the space was being kneaded by an invisible hand.

A familiar sense of decay permeates the air—the witch's barrier is unfolding.

But this time the feeling was completely different. There was no intense sadness or anger, but rather a cold, illogical, and eerie feeling.

The barrier takes shape.

Wang Bai discovers that he is not in a typical bizarre scene, but in the center of a huge, constantly self-reconstructing maze.

The walls are flowing mathematical formulas and logical propositions that constantly collapse and rebuild, while the ground is a shimmering pattern of paradoxes.

What reverberates in the air is not sound, but logical noise that directly impacts thinking.

A cold, synthesized voice echoed from the maze.

The blackboards and desks around the room twisted and stretched, as if the space was being kneaded by an invisible hand.

A familiar sense of decay permeates the air—the witch's barrier is unfolding.

But this time the feeling was completely different. There was no intense sadness or anger, but rather a cold, illogical, and eerie feeling.

After the witch's barrier was fully formed, Wang Bai discovered that he was not in a typical bizarre scene, but standing in the center of a huge, constantly self-reconstructing maze.

The walls are flowing mathematical formulas and logical propositions that constantly collapse and rebuild, while the ground is a shimmering pattern of paradoxes.

What echoes in the air is not sound, but logical noise that directly impacts thinking.

Countless self-replicating codes form a blurry human figure, but upon closer inspection, these codes resemble incomprehensible symbols.

The other party did not launch a physical attack, but instead kept twisting Wang Bai's own logic.

The table in front of you looks like a dog?

Perhaps this really is a dog?

After having this thought, Wang Bai immediately realized how terrifying this witch was.

He tried to draw runes with his hands, but the runes he drew were merely symbols made of magic, and did not have the power they should have.

What happened?

Could this witch's barrier really restrict runes?

But how is that possible?

The runes are so high in status that they are rarely seen even in many worlds.

Wang Bai couldn't believe that a mere witch could limit the power of runes.

More ghosts seeped out from the twisted walls around him, constantly approaching, simply circling Wang Bai, their mouths emitting whispers.

Wang Bai felt that he was gradually beginning to understand what the other person was saying.

"What you know is all false."

"Your next move might fail—but it could also succeed?"

"You exist in this moment — and at the same time, you have never existed —"

A flood of self-contradictory and incomprehensible information kept pouring into Wang Bai's mind, making his brain seem to crash.

Just as his consciousness was about to be swallowed up by that paradox, he suddenly closed his eyes.

Wang Bai's power is not just the runes, the insignificant power he gained in the world of Vagabond.

The power of the realm suddenly took effect.

A platinum sun rose from Wang Bai's mind, and the light that had only remained in his mind miraculously flowed into reality.

The essence of artistic conception lies in the power of the mind; it is a perception and will that transcends appearances and reaches the source.

It may be generated by external information, but in essence, it uses external information as nourishment to grow its own trees.

No matter how many sophistry you employ, my mind remains as clear as a mirror.

All logical noise and cognitive distortions, when they touch the light within the realm, are like tides crashing against rocks.

Although surging, it could not penetrate even a fraction of the area.

Wang Bai reopened his eyes, his gaze like a torch.

Even a witch who is cold and logical must be formed from emotions—that is, the condensation of despair.

He doesn't need to consider those superficial appearances; instead, he needs to grasp the fundamental basis of the witch's existence, which is the main contradiction.

They abandoned logical analysis and instead used their pure hearts to perceive the essence.

Wang Bai raised his hand, and magic gathered at his fingertips.

But this time, he was no longer depicting the familiar, aggressive fiery runes.

Instead, it is another ancient runic script, directed towards this frozen, stagnant, and still runic issa.

Wang Bai poured his own artistic conception—the idea of ​​absolute stillness—into it without reservation!

He no longer uses runes to define or change anything, but instead uses them as a vehicle, a channel, to directly project his illogical, static will.

The goal was the emotion he had just sensed—the despair hidden behind countless flowing formulas, representing the core of the witch's despair.

The Imaginary Tree, in the form of a platinum halo, once again broke through Wang Bai's thinking and revealed its own form within the witch's barrier.

That beam of redemption ignored all the familiars and traps before it, and with an incomprehensible and ineffable power, pierced through the void and precisely struck the witch's core.

The witch's voice gradually stopped and then faded away.

The core of the witch's lamentation was gradually being transformed into a refined young woman wearing glasses.

The entire witch's barrier has disappeared, and the school has returned to its original state.

It is unclear whether this was due to the failure of this operation or the achievement that the Incubator civilization desired.

Those QBs outside the school have disappeared.

"Is it more than just observation?"

Wang Bai muttered to himself in a low voice.

"Perhaps it also involves data collection, using witches to conduct stress tests?"

"Let me see if the Incubator civilization can collect data on the Imaginary Tree and analyze it?"

On a high-rise building in the city, Homura Akemi glanced around.

The entire Mitakihara was filled with fluctuations from the witch's barrier.

Just now, she had already eliminated five witches.

In the past, this would have been an enormous gain.

But now, Homura Akemi felt a deep unease.

Strange changes have occurred in Takihara; the density of these witches appearing has far exceeded the omens preceding the Witch's Night.

"Homura Akemi?"

QB emerged from behind Homura Akemi, and the magical girl in front of her was also someone who surprised QB.

Logically speaking, this magical girl shouldn't exist, right?

Their incubators' databases do not contain any record of the other party's existence.

In the past, Homura Akemi might have been their biggest focus and target.

But it's only the second priority right now.

After completing the second phase of the observation plan for the first priority target, they have the capacity to observe the second priority target.

"When did you become a magical girl? Why don't we remember you at all?"

Homura Akemi didn't even bother to answer QB's question.

The arm is raised, and QB falls.

Almost instinctively, he killed QB and casually tossed the corpse into an inconspicuous corner.

"I see. The unusual frequency of the witch's appearances must be QB's doing!"

QB's figure appeared silently behind her. This time there were more of them, five or six in total, randomly scattered not far away, but all watching Homura Akemi.

"Homura Akemi, your existence seems abnormal. You shouldn't be from this other world, right?"

"Even we, as an advanced civilization, find it hard to believe that some magical girls could cross parallel worlds—or perhaps even time itself—to come to this world?"

"Your existence brings us one step closer to the theories of parallel worlds and time travel."

Homura Akemi snorted coldly, not even bothering to turn around.

She turned around quickly, the gun spitting fire, instantly turning the two QBs into sieves.

But the remaining QB remained unmoved, as if the death of their comrade was merely a normal loss of data.

"Refuses to communicate. Behavioral pattern: highly aggressive, with an extreme protective tendency towards Madoka Kaname."

Another QB record states, "Based on existing data analysis, your behavioral logic highly aligns with the possibility of a time jump. Are you from the future, Homura Akemi?"

Flame's heart sank.

The incubators did indeed notice.

Her carefully concealed abilities still aroused their deep suspicion under such intense anomalies.

"It's none of your business." Flame's voice was icy cold.

"No, this is very important."

QB takes a step forward.

"If you came from the future, then you must know the fate of the variable 'Wang Bai'." Did his intervention lead Madoka Kaname to an even more tragic end, or—bring some glimmer of hope?

Are you acting in confrontation with him, or are you observing him from the shadows?

QB's words were like a venomous snake, trying to burrow into the cracks in Homura Akemi's psychological defenses.

While they were attempting to physically besiege Wang Bai, they were also psychologically attacking Xiao Meiyan, the biggest uncertainty.

They want to know—

Is Homura Akemi, this reincarnator, friend or foe, or can she be used?

Whatever conflict arises between the two, the resulting chemical reaction will lead to breakthroughs in both plans.

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