Xingtie: Can’t you just let me focus on completing the commissions?

Are you observing me alone?

Mr. Emiya gently stroked his chin, looking thoughtful, but he quickly looked away, pondering to himself.

"What Shi said is probably not unfounded. The time this guy started targeting me might have been back in the Unknown Domain?"

"...Can she freely enter and exit the simulated universe? Or does she possess some kind of special ability?"

Emiya dared not make any definitive conclusions about these matters, but what was certain was that there was indeed someone watching him.

"Black Tower."

"what happened again?"

"I need to obtain some materials and fate-related events in the simulated universe."

"What do you want to do?"

"Let's see if we can uncover a hidden NPC."

"...It seems you've noticed something. It's alright, I'll help you with this."

In the outside world, some things cannot be easily arranged, but in this simulated universe, observers with the necessary permissions can still help him to some extent.

A heated division of spoils... The academic conference has ended.

The Starry Sky Ecology School's ambition to monopolize all the computing power of the Scepter was extinguished. In its place, a pack of hyenas began to sit down and devour Rupert II's legacy.

The four major schools of thought named four topics, accounting for 95% of the total computing power of hundreds of scepters.

The remaining 5% will be allocated to other primary and secondary schools.

Although these primary and secondary schools seemed somewhat dissatisfied, their voices could not compete with those of the four major schools, and in the end they could only swallow their anger and accept the remaining 5% of computing power.

The Candle Ink School happens to be among the 5%313 primary and secondary schools. Pattvia's project was submitted to the school, and then submitted upwards by the school. Originally, she didn't seem to have high expectations, but unexpectedly... she received permission from a very small portion of the computing power.

One percent of the computing power of a scepter is no small feat. Emiya thought about Earth and calculated that one percent of Earth's 5.10072 million square kilometers is equivalent to using the energy of an energy source covering more than five million square kilometers to power a computer.

It is equivalent to half the size of China.

Emiya was also fortunate enough to come into contact with this scepter and attempted to analyze it using the powers of the Herrscher of Reason, but... progress was somewhat slow. If he really wanted to obtain the blueprints for this scepter, he would have to waste at least one or two hundred system days here.

"The Black Tower, are there still any blueprints for this thing in the universe?"

"You want it? Right, you have the ability to create it... However, to get the blueprints, I'll probably have to find Emperor Rupert II's core."

"How about you design a low-spec, youthful, mini version for me?"

"It's a waste of time. If you really want to, go find Screws."

"Help me, Black Tower A-Dream."

"You seem to be disrespecting me less and less."

"Actually, I still respect you quite a bit..."

After all, I truly consider you my mother.

Chapter 267: The younger generation is here to reorganize the workplace again!

The simulated universe continues.

His casual conversations with Heita became a way for him to get through what was rather tedious and boring content.

Pattvia's research topic is interstellar farming, something that should have awakened the farming instincts of the old Chinese, but let's forgive this poor student who returned his school knowledge to his teachers so early in this interstellar agricultural model.

In the research project group, Pattvia frequently ran into her old classmate and a strange woman. She had seen her old classmate, Emiya, several times, but she always 'missed' the opportunity to meet the strange woman who seemed to get along quite well with Pattvia whenever Emiya arrived.

"Is she avoiding me?"

Emiya found himself inexplicably drawn to this unfamiliar woman, so he deliberately set aside a considerable amount of time to keep an eye on Pattvia's laboratory and reception room.

but,

Just as the Black Tower itself said,

Whenever she tried to unravel a mystery, it was as if an invisible force was always blocking her away.

Emiya also encountered a similar situation...

Who exactly is that woman?

Emiya chose to abandon the puzzle-solving approach and directly questioned the Black Tower figure, who responded calmly.

"There is no relevant record. If someone is deliberately hiding from you, they may be someone with some kind of counter-surveillance or intelligence erasure capabilities."

“All possibilities in the simulated universe are based on reality. If you can see the true face of this strange woman or know her real name, we can find information about her in reality.”

"...Never mind, let's forge the sword first."

It wasn't exactly a thirst for knowledge, but Emiya was definitely very interested in that unfamiliar woman, and he had a feeling...

That woman might be connected to the spy that Shi mentioned.

In the simulated universe, the research project on Pattvia continues, and the algorithms that have been applied for are often used to calculate that solitary wave. However, it is clear that even with the scepter, the data of the solitary wave remains unchanged.

A constant that remains unchanged regardless of time or place.

It's as if this set of numbers has been input into the logic of the universe. No matter how hard you try to uncover its truth, you can only get the most superficial "solitary wave constant".

"We can't say that the end of the universe is this set of numbers, can we? 々々."

Pattvia was somewhat surprised and speechless. This set of data had puzzled her for more than ten years, and now, the knowledge and resources she had acquired had brought her to the limit in exploring this set of numbers.

"Knowledge Circle".

The Black Tower emitted a voice in Emiya's mind that was both calm and excited.

"She encountered the intellectual circle."

"It's not enough to simply accumulate knowledge; we need a sharp blade to pierce through the existing knowledge circle and lead her out of this endlessly looping circle."

"From what you're saying, she broke through?"

"Keep reading."

There was a hint of expectation in her voice, and Emiya couldn't help but smile—a wry smile, of course.

This simulated universe expansion pack isn't exactly friendly to combat personnel like him who just enjoy the thrill of battle.

"I feel out of place here."

Although he absorbed a lot of knowledge and skills from the Servants, he felt very uncomfortable because his original knowledge framework could not be directly integrated with the existing knowledge content after leaving the planet and coming to the new world outside the planet.

Pattvia's pointless experiments continued, but the internal struggles within the school intensified.

Do not,

Rather than saying they had completely broken off relations, the large academic conference in Spofia was just a rhetoric used by the four major schools to appease the other schools. After keeping the Armed Archaeology School firmly by their side for a while, the four major schools began to be eager to take back the remaining 5% of the right to use the scepter.

In general,

Some of the four major schools of thought were not satisfied with the computing power they possessed, so they began to attack each other and vie for the right to use the scepter of other schools.

quickly,

The scepter used by the Candle Ink School was also completely requisitioned, bringing both the progress of border star planting and the data calculations of Lone Wave to a standstill once again.

Scholars like Pattvia were not few in number; many began to curse the upper echelons of the Society for the Study of the Liberal Arts, or rather, their curses went beyond mere scathing.

The armed archaeology school's methods for reclaiming the scepter were extremely crude and direct; it was less a reclamation and more a forced plunder. Many scholars even failed to leave behind the latest data from their research projects, or even internally entered data.

Decades of research were destroyed without warning. Many scholars fell seriously ill as a result, and some elderly scholars even died on the spot. Meanwhile, the young and strong scholars began to gather strength to resist the armed archaeology school.

“When outsiders try to talk to them about power, they always like to flaunt their civilization.”

"But when they talk about civilization internally, they shamelessly resort to violence."

"That's why I said that the guys from the Academy of Knowledge shouldn't be sitting in the lab; the Interstellar Peace Corporation would be a better fit for them."

Black Tower couldn't help but launch into another biting critique in Emiya's ears.

"Therefore, having a sword in hand and having a sword but not using it are two different things."

Mr. Emiya chuckled. The Parthian Laboratory, now stripped of its scepter, returned to normal. The assistants didn't seem to show much resentment at the loss of the scepter.

They reverted to their original research methods, where every day, the radio would broadcast news of some school of thought being stripped of its authority, and even reports of power struggles occurring between the four major schools.

These self-proclaimed paragons of civilization, these renowned scholars, now resemble hyenas devoid of reason, desperately wrestling within an octagon for a single piece of meat.

If someone heard this, they would inevitably find it both laughable and pathetic.

It was during this interlude that Emiya briefly (behavedly) left Pattvia's laboratory. Under the arrangement of the Black Tower and Ros Goum, he experienced numerous events on various planets, collecting enough materials to forge the Holy Sword, and...

A vortex of forces from different destinies.

Pleasure, destruction, memory, hunting, abundance, knowledge...

The paths of many Star Gods have become completely stable at this time, and even Taiyi, the Star God of Order, has long been assimilated by Hipe.

After collecting relevant data from various cosmic phenomena and secretly seizing the corresponding destiny power, Emiya arrived at the next scene of the escalating school war at the urging of the Black Tower.

"Return knowledge to the people!!!"

The young scholars, whose research had been plundered and whose computing power had been taken away, had no intention of indulging the high-ranking officials. They raised their banners high, much like the citizens who stormed the Bastille during the reign of Louis XVI.

"We must reclaim the fairness that is rightfully ours!!!"

Chapter 268: Summon the people from the four major schools! I'm telling you to summon the people from the four major schools!

On July 14, 1789, the French seized the Bastille, marking the beginning of the end of the absolute monarchy.

And now,

Emiya watched helplessly as the young scholars stormed into the Galactic Library "Ismail," once again staging this performance of tearing apart authority—a performance that, no matter how many times it was staged, was never tiresome to watch.

The only pity is that

The scholars were still too conservative; they didn't directly invite a few high-ranking officials to use the Louis XVI Pleasure Terrace to celebrate this joyous day worthy of universal celebration.

Initially, the Armed Archaeology School planned to use its traditional methods of armed suppression, but it is unknown which hidden "friend" did this. When the Armed Archaeology School took out its suppression weapons and began to use them, it affected the control system of the Galactic Library, resulting in the destruction of the jump passages at the library's entrances and exits.

Thus, the armed archaeology faction, deprived of external assistance, became trapped. Although their combat strength should be higher, at this point, each armed member in the Galactic Library was facing an average of hundreds of enemies.

But in the current situation, the key to victory naturally lies in which company has more survivors.

At this moment, the number of scholars gathered here is at least hundreds or even thousands of times greater than that of the armed archaeology school.

The end result, naturally, was that he was pinned to the ground and brutally beaten by the enraged scholars.

If you don't understand reasoning, then at least we all know a little bit about martial arts.

Confined to the library, the group first vented their frustrations for a while, then singled out the representatives from the four major schools of thought and engaged in heated debates with them. In this closed space, both sides calmed down and stopped resorting to violence, instead focusing on a fierce clash of pure academic ideas.

Opportunities to gather hundreds of thousands of top talents from various fields are rare. Apart from the visiting scholars and members of the Scholars Association who debated with each other, most of the scholars sat on the ground and began to exchange ideas on their respective topics.

Pattvia was among them, and she pulled out a set of data that she had calculated over decades.

A scholar specializing in multidimensional fields offered a new insight after seeing this set of data.

"Have you ever tried to observe this information from a higher dimension? Its motion is likely not a simple planar motion."

"High-dimensional observation? It seems like a new perspective, but... we need to find a new model that can be embedded in it."

Pattvia frowned slightly, while the scholar laughed loudly.

"Don't worry, I have a large number of models here, and I can adapt them for you right now."

"Really? Thank you so much."

Many scholars participated in this project, driven by pure academic enthusiasm. They rapidly constructed nested models for comprehensive observation, while others simultaneously recorded data and began calculations.

A short while later, a scholar in the field of imaginary numbers among the crowd suddenly shouted,

"A non-real number... it has entered the realm of imaginary numbers!"

Imaginary number domain.

Pattvia was momentarily stunned, then suddenly everything became clear. She had entered the realm of imaginary numbers; no wonder it couldn't be observed from the real number realm of the four-dimensional world.

and,