Academic gathering with Lich colleagues

You walk up to the electromagnetic field.

"How's the meme inoculation going?"

"It seems like it's okay."

"Let's try it out first."

"Okay, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Hmm... thank you." Electromagnetism summoned Mr. Stasis. "Stasis, install the stasis field on the newcomer and see how the meme effect goes?"

Mr. Stasis touches your body, making adjustments, while constantly soothing you with his lips.

"Actually, the stasis field is a type of microparticle that I invented. This particle does not transfer energy, not even a little bit. All energy is reflected back intact... well, except for holy light. So, when I activate the field, you will feel confined, as if you are locked in a small black box. There is no light because it is all reflected, and no sound because the particles do not vibrate. All you can rely on is the memetic. So let's do a small experiment for twenty seconds."

"Static field, activated."

You're trapped in a small box, with no light, no sound, and you can't see anything. If you were still alive, you probably wouldn't want to stay there for even ten seconds longer, but as a lich, you obviously don't care.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

Your blessing appeared perfectly in Electromagnetic's mind.

"Alright, it worked!"

You heard the sound of electromagnetic excitation.

"Newcomer, let's get started on the experiment quickly. Time waits for no one; the full moon period is just around the corner."

"I have no objection, anytime is fine."

"Alright, let's begin the Ascendant Program!"

"Laser! Move the newcomer's black box into the Black Tower."

Laser carried your black box to the top of the tilting black tower, where a square hole was found in the middle.

It's like a super-large electromagnetic rail launcher.

During quiet moments of leisure, I watched the electromagnetic device being tested.

"Electromagnetism, I've never understood why you didn't rename the Ascendant Project to the Lunar Landing Project, when the latter would have been a more fitting name."

"Idiot? What if the calculations are wrong and it doesn't launch to the moon, but instead goes into outer space? Then the moon program would be considered a failure, while the Ascended program could be considered a success!"

"So this is how you swindled Andrei's research funds?!"

"Regardless of whether the experiment is successful or not, my great attempt deserves that funding."

"Then why not just report it honestly? The Salvation Council will understand."

"What about my dignity?! The Death Star can call the gravity device malfunction a research project for a new ground weapon, so why can't I just change the name of my project?!"

Mr. Stasis slapped himself. "Damn it, the Advanced Magic Research Institute will be ruined by you bunch of idiots sooner or later."

"Time's up! Begin calibrating the trajectory!"

"Black Tower, target: the moon!"

The thick pipes at the base of the Black Tower began to supply power, and the Black Tower slowly moved in pursuit of the full moon.

"Gravity! It's up to you!"

Mr. Gravity's simulated celestial body began to spin rapidly, and soon it spun into a cross pattern.

"The stars have returned to their places; this place has broken free from Earth's gravity!"

Gravity disappears around the black tower; you can't feel it because the black box is fixed at the bottom by clamps.

"Charging begins!"

At the very bottom of the black tower's interior, beneath the black box, a massive mass of blazing plasma was churning and boiling, but it was being compressed by a static force field, causing it to intensify continuously.

"Boss Tianqi, success or failure hinges on this!"

Mr. Apocalypse walked to the very bottom of the Black Tower, and following its direction, stretched out his hand towards the sky. Behind the thick, dark clouds was the position of the moon.

"Distance, annihilation!"

A slight burst of energy erupted from Apocalypse, and the earth groaned as if it were about to collapse, but because the Black Tower had a fixed support structure and was in a state of weightlessness, the parameters did not change.

"It's moving! The relative distance between the Earth and the Moon is rapidly decreasing! Mr. Apocalypse has [pulled] the Moon!"

Not long after, the ground began to tremble slightly, and some soil and rocks began to float in the air.

Suddenly a hurricane swept in, tearing a huge hole in the clouds in the sky, revealing a massive moon that occupied the entire sky.

The clouds in the sky formed a rotating circle, facing the moon.

"The Moon's gravitational pull has reached the atmosphere! The Moon is taking over Earth's atmosphere!"

"Perceived gravity has decreased to one-sixth! And it's still decreasing! Earth has begun to deviate from its orbit!"

"The ocean tide has risen by 500 meters! And it's still rising!"

"...The moon...will collide with Earth in fifty seconds...the estimated number of surviving species...zero."

"We have twenty seconds left to reach the alert level. At that point, we will be unable to turn the tide!"

"Ten seconds left!"

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

"seven!"

"Ascensers, launch!"

A blinding flash of lightning shot out. Your black box flew along the ring in the air toward the moon.

"The Ascended One has been captured by the moon's gravity! There is no possibility of escape!"

"Boss Tianqi!"

"roll!!!!!!!!!"

The moon left Earth at a visible speed, taking your black box with it. Except the location of the black tower was pressed into the ground by a powerful repulsive force.

The members of the Advanced Magic Research Institute crawled out of the ground, looking at each other with joy, filled with the happiness of saving the world.

"We made it!"

The joy of success was contagious, even the usually composed Jingzhi smiled.

"Congratulations, Electromagnetic, you've succeeded in another new invention: the electromagnetic railgun. But speaking of which, how do you plan to send the newcomer back to Earth?"

"..."

A dead silence.

Mr. Stasis's mouth gaped open.

"You guys...you haven't thought about your return trip yet, have you?!"

"No, they're liches anyway, what's there to be afraid of? Let the newcomers establish a lunar colony."

"Surely he should at least inform his friends. What's the new bride's name?"

"I don't know, he's a new guy today, this is his application form."

Mr. Stasis looked at the paper.

"Ah, the new bride is called the Baccano!..."

"Wait! The club he applied to... is the Magic Research Club!!!!!!!!!"

"ah????"

"what!!!!!"

"Don't any of you read the application carefully?!"

"The new recruits have all faced countless near-death experiences, so who's going to carefully read their club application forms?"

"So you just launched the new recruits of the Magic Research Club to the moon without any clear explanation!!!"

"My bones!!!! What kind of garbage are you all!!!!"

After calming himself down, Mr. Stasis turned around and looked at President Apocalypse with hope.

"President, please handle this mistake. We need to show our sincerity to resolve this club dispute."

"oh, I understand now!"

Apocalypse touched his armor.

"How dare you! Let fear kill the meme of the Elixir of Immortality! We absolutely cannot let anyone know that it was our Advanced Magic Research Institute that sent the new recruits of the Magic Research Society to the moon! Oh, and while we're at it, destroy this application form as well."

Mr. Stasis, "Damn it!!!!"

……

At this moment, you are in a huge crater on the moon, anxiously repeating the same words over and over.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

"happy mid-Autumn Festival!"

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!!!

Chapter 180 Curse Killing

Emerging from the darkness, or more accurately, sliding out like the Duke of Hamlet, he was three meters long, sliding across the ground on four tentacles covered in bony exoskeletons. He had no skin; a red chitinous shell covered his entire body. His facial features were gone, except for a blurred outline of his head, like a face frozen in amber—it was difficult to determine if it was truly a head or just another disguise. His tiny body, small compared to his tentacles, resembled armor, with upward-curving barbs on his back connecting to two blood-red, semi-gelatinous arms. At the ends of these arms, five sharp spikes mimicked five fingers; now, all ten spikes were clashing together, producing a metallic clang.

The Duke of Hamlet, with his peculiar applause, strolled gracefully around Lyle.

"You are all very good, gentlemen. Allow me to express my respect for your struggles; you are far more tenacious than those nobles who came here before you. It is a brilliant idea to grant inheritances to those greedy nobles; my clan is growing stronger. Of course, so are you, Mr. Lyle. Welcome to the Hamlet family. As a reward for your escape from illusion, I will deal with you last. It is a rather good habit; I always like to enjoy the best meal last."

In response, Lyle cast several curses on the Duke of Hamlet, and the Wheel of the Spine slammed into him.

The screeching sound of bones scraping against the stone floor, the wheel of spines like a train heading to hell, rushed toward the Duke.