The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

By the time Jia Jiu arrived, San Shi was already kneeling on the ground, his hands pressed firmly against the ground, resisting the increasingly terrifying repulsive force in the air.

He doesn't even have the strength to stand up now.

"One hundred and twenty-one!"

Qian Hua let out a hoarse roar.

The moment the trash in his hand shattered, he grabbed the unnamed disc that was already emitting terrifying energy and slammed it forward!

"Get up there!"

"boom--!!!"

A pure energy surge was ignited directly in the workshop.

The surrounding tool racks, metal tables, and explosion-proof layers on the walls all twisted and deformed in that instant, emitting a teeth-grinding metallic tearing sound.

A golden beam of light pierced through the roof of the workshop and shot straight into the sky.

A few seconds later, everything returned to calm.

Qian Hua's body went limp, and he knelt on one knee, panting heavily.

Blood was flowing from all seven of his orifices, and the muscles in his face were twitching in pain, but his eyes were fixed on the disc that was slowly descending from mid-air.

Now, it's no longer black.

The entire surface of the disc was covered with dark gold patterns that flowed like liquid, and each pattern exuded an aura of despair from the abyss.

Qian Hua raised his hand, trembling.

The panel popped up instantly.

[Unnamed +10] (Functional Source Soldiers)

[Rank: S]

[Combat Power Bonus: 324810]

[Core Ability: Mental Mirror Image – When a target enters the area, an absolute clone of the target will be created, possessing all of the target's abilities.]

[Enhancement +10 Exclusive Effect: Ultimate Mirror Image - The replicated clone gains an additional 20% boost to all base stats!]

Three hundred and twenty thousand!

A whopping 320,000 combat power boost! Plus a monster clone with attributes exceeding those of the original!

Qian Hua grabbed the disc, the dark golden light reflecting off his blood-soaked face.

He suddenly burst into laughter.

His laughter was hoarse, manic, and arrogant.

metaphysics?

Screw metaphysics!

By using a pad and computing power, they literally trampled probability underfoot!

At the end of metaphysics lies science!

Qian Hua slowly turned his head and looked at San Shi, who was lying on the ground trembling.

He didn't say anything, but simply tossed the disc into the air.

Looking at the terrifying source weapon that floated in mid-air, radiating a pressure far exceeding that of a king-level being, San Shi felt as if the blood in his body had frozen.

He had no doubt that once this thing locked onto him, the clone that emerged could tear him to pieces in a second.

"Did you understand?" Qian Hua wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and coldly spat out four words.

San Shi shook his head vigorously, his eyes filled with awe.

Qian Hua withdrew his gaze and stuffed the disc into his pocket.

"If you don't understand, shut up. Let's go outside and try the knife."

San Shi: "..."

San Shi's eyes widened, and he pointed a trembling finger straight at the tip of his nose: "Me? Are you talking about me?"

Qian Hua dared to speak, but he didn't really dare to listen.

He could hardly believe his ears.

Just the energy surge from that nameless, dark disc suspended in mid-air with its dark gold patterns was enough to make the blood and qi of this near-king level expert surge.

This is still an indiscriminate energy overflow without any targeted attack.

Now, should we let him test the knife?

San Shi swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down with difficulty. He knelt down even more sincerely with a thud, his voice filled with undisguised fear: "Master, just say you want to kill me. I, San Shi, am not someone who can't accept my fate after all I've come this far."

"But you really don't need to go to such lengths to take my dog's life."

San Shi had no idea what had just happened.

However, he clearly sensed the destructive aura lurking within this source weapon. Even if he were to instantly achieve enlightenment and successfully break through to the true King level, he wouldn't have much confidence that he could stand still for more than three seconds when facing this disc.

This is an absolute crushing victory in terms of dimensionality.

Upon hearing this, Qian Hua not only did not get angry, but instead chuckled.

"Don't worry, I wouldn't want you to die."

He was telling the truth.

In this godforsaken world, high-level combatants like San Shi, who are useful, obedient, and can be used as guinea pigs at any time, are extremely scarce strategic resources.

He still had hundreds of models of combining source soldiers and spiritual power in his mind that he hadn't tested yet, so how could he easily destroy this perfect testing machine?

San Shi: "..."

"You're not saying you don't want me to die, you're clearly just lusting after my body..."

Qian Hua, who was stroking the dark gold patterns on the disc, suddenly stopped.

The air seemed to suddenly drop in temperature.

Qian Hua gave a half-smile: "What did you say?"

Before San Shi's mind could even process it, his mouth had already cleverly completed the highest level of preemptive response: "I'll say it."

"To be able to test my blade for my master, I have no regrets even in death!!!"

As long as I can live, I can give up everything else.

Qian Hua: "Hehe."

Qian Hua withdrew his gaze and strode across the metal ruins on the ground.

San Shi scrambled to his feet and followed behind like a quail.

The two of them went to the courtyard outside the house, one after the other.

A night breeze blew by, stirring up a few withered leaves on the ground.

Silence reigned all around.

Qian Hua stood in the center of the courtyard, reaching out to stroke the Yuanbing in his hand.

Then he suddenly opened his eyes, and a deep blue light pierced through the darkness.

He activated the Source Soldiers directly without any unnecessary preparatory actions.

"boom!"

The dark gold disc in his hand emitted a muffled roar.

The next second, the disc slipped from his hand and hovered in mid-air.

The dark gold patterns on the surface of the disc, which resembled liquid, swirled wildly, transforming into hundreds of invisible spiritual probes that locked onto San Shi, who was standing opposite them, within a fraction of a second.

Scanning, analysis, modeling, matter reconstruction...

A person who looked exactly like San Shi appeared beside Qian Hua, accompanied by distorted spatial ripples.

There was no loud explosion, only a chilling silence.

Standing opposite him, San Shi's pupils dilated to their maximum size in an instant.

He watched helplessly as this fabricated "self" appeared out of thin air.

They looked exactly alike, down to the stubble on their chins and the dust on their clothes, but the way the other person stood there gave Sanshi a chilling feeling, as if he were staring into an abyss.

The "Sanshi" opposite them was not breathing, nor was there a pulse.

Those eyes were lifeless, devoid of any luster.

What's even more terrifying is that the other party doesn't need to do anything at all; the surrounding space involuntarily emits a slight mournful sound in his presence.

San Shi's intuition was bombarding his mind like an air raid siren.

That's not even within the scope of a potential king.

San Shi was terrified; his teeth chattered uncontrollably.

They look exactly alike, but the one opposite them is a genuine king!

A superior being who has achieved a complete leap in the level of life!