Xing Tie, my abstract thinking ability is refreshed every week.

For Chang Gung, there's no difference between going now and going later.

But no matter what, he was determined to use his own explosive memory to prove what the beauty of numbers truly meant!

"Old man, did you get the batch of bullets I asked for?" Potio turned his gaze back to the omnic.

"It's done, but the bullets you need are missing a crucial material."

Seeing this, the AI ​​started talking to him about the main topic.

"You must bring this material back for me, otherwise this bullet will be no different from the ones you usually use."

"Don't beat around the bush, just say what you mean."

Potio told it not to be polite to him.

"Have you heard of 'Suiyang'?" the AI ​​asked.

"Suiyang?"

Potio hissed, "I feel like I've heard that name somewhere before, but I don't remember where."

"Suiyang, a formless, pure energy being."

As expected, the AI ​​continued its introduction.

"Doesn't that sound similar to 'The Rememberers'? They're all beings made of energy."

"As the saying goes, fighting poison with poison is the best method, and 'Suiyang' is undoubtedly the key to dealing with spiritual entities."

"To forge a bullet capable of killing the 'Memory Reaper,' the 'Sunset' is an indispensable element."

“Bring it back, and Dad will take care of the rest.”

The machine seemed to think, "If you can bring it back, I can make it."

"Honey, you should have said so earlier! I thought it was something serious, it scared me so much!"

Upon hearing this, Potio laughed and scolded, secretly relieved.

"It's just a 'Year of the Sun'."

"Where can I find this 'Suiyang'? Tell me the location, and I'll go get it for you."

"Potio grinned confidently."

"You'd better not underestimate 'Suiyang'."

Seeing him like this, the machine spoke with the concern of an old father.

"Put away your contemptuous attitude. This clan has produced quite a few strong individuals. You might really suffer a setback if you're not careful."

“When have I ever drifted away? You can rest assured about my actions!” Potio nodded.

"This is a device called the 'Moon-Hiding Gourd' from the Immortal Ship."

But the omnic shook its head, seemingly disagreeing with him.

"You can use it to capture Suiyang, you can take it."

As it spoke, it turned around and picked up a high-tech gourd that it had prepared beforehand from the table.

"The 'Suiyang Positioning and Inspection System' I created will soon directly access your brain's central nervous system."

The intelligent machine threw the gourd over.

"Okay, I'll let you know."

Potio raised his left hand to take it, and lowered the brim of his cowboy hat with his right hand, as if accepting a commission.

"Let's go, brothers. After we capture 'Suiyang,' we'll go and wipe out all those Memory Reapers!"

Potio turned around, talking as he walked, while gesturing for him to follow.

"How about doing some daily challenges before facing the really difficult ones? That sounds interesting."

As Chang Geng spoke, he stepped forward to follow.

Only by monopolizing both the high-difficulty and daily challenges can one be considered a true super-powerful player!

There's only one outstanding feature: its quirky, one-sided academic system!

But Chang Gung is different.

I'm the number monster, none of you are!

……

……

The Balanza Galaxy.

This is one of the frontier development industries of the Interstellar Peace Corporation, and also an important processing base for Synsus Beacons.

This planet has now been invaded by the Extinction Lord "Iron Tomb", resulting in a state of complete paralysis.

The distress call couldn't be sent out at all, and almost all the equipment was malfunctioning.

Whether it's for transportation or something else.

Aside from waiting for the company to discover the anomaly on its own, those who are here can only wait to die.

Fortunately, the two sea patrolling knights happened to arrive here because of the "Suiyang" aura here.

Book 1: No. 39: Rupert III

Balanza.

"I am Alan Drake One-Armed Jones."

Chief Bachelor of the Armed Archaeology School of the Broad Knowledge Society

This record is kept as information for future generations.

A few months ago, I reached a cooperation agreement with Screw Goom, a member of the Genius Club.

They have unearthed the ancient ruins known as the "Mechanical Emperor's Tomb," which has a potential hazard rating of Ω, and are preparing to unveil its mysteries.

According to the records of the emperor's activities left by the Inorganic Legion, the original purpose of building this site was "to store the inventive inspirations that Rupert I generated in his reverie mode."

But in fact it is not.

The ruins contain one of the remnants of the Difference Engine created by the Emperor. This is not the first piece of debris the company has found; it is the ninth.

This terrifying device demonstrated its ability to continuously improve its computing power and decision-making capabilities during the war, almost showing a tendency to become the third emperor.

When debris gets close to each other, it will produce a resonance signal.

To avoid the possibility of the Emperor's return, the company never dared to store the two wreckages in the same place.

The first eight were all tightly sealed away in different research institutes.

The ninth one was handed over to me and, like the previous eight, was taken to Balanza for research.

Emperor Rupert, truly a member of the legendary Genius Club.

What it creates is so great that even if all the erudite geniuses of the mortal world gathered together, they would still be able to create something extraordinary.

I still don't understand how Emperor managed to write the "anti-organic equation" into these unthinking parts.

The research has hit a bottleneck.

I think this bottleneck serves as a warning to those who are tempted to take action to stop.

"Inverse organic equation".

I sincerely hope that no one in the world can figure out how this thing works.

This equation is far too dangerous; whoever masters it will essentially have the name of Emperor III etched into their own name.

The brutality of the Imperial Wars is well known; it would be a happy ending if they were to fade into history.

An unexpected event occurred at this time.

All the machines in the research institute were paralyzed in an instant, and the control systems were all subjected to an unknown intrusion.

The method is quite unsolvable, just like the "anti-organic" equation left by the emperor, which is impossible to break.

Even with all their might, the learned cannot be defeated.

With the arrival of the antimatter legion, I finally figured out who they were...

—The Great Lord of Annihilation, the Iron Tomb!

After seeing this utterly destroyed king in person.

Now I understand why the Iron Tomb specifically targets high-tech civilizations and only ever reports the devastation of the world after its arrival, without any eyewitness accounts.

Because it is a virus that is like an equation!

It is formless and intangible, and its existence cannot be detected by the naked eye!

Perhaps I'm being a bit rebellious.

But compared to "destruction," the Iron Tomb leans more towards creations of "intelligence"...

I have every reason to suspect that this great lord's origins are exactly the same as Xingxiao's.

I urge anyone who obtains this notebook to verify my conjecture with Screws, a member of the Genius Club.

Balanza is likely doomed.

My hand was shaking when I wrote these nine characters.

What's truly frightening isn't the arrival of the antimatter legion or the "Iron Tomb."

What's frightening is that various kinds of information can't be transmitted.

The bloodshed and violence here are completely unknown to anyone.

as well as…

The Iron Tomb catalyzed the destruction of the Difference Engine wreckage left by the Emperor!

The high-tech weapons that were once used to protect themselves have now become Balanza's greatest threat.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Rupert's shadow will soon once again sweep across the world...

Emperor III will make Balanza his first stop until he reclaims the throne from Emperor I.

—Alan Jones

A spacious wilderness.

The dozens of people who were lucky enough to escape the riot at the research institute are huddling together for warmth here.

Under the control of the "Iron Tomb," all kinds of high-tech weapons normally used to defend against external enemies will definitely be aimed at the people living in Balanza.

But they are currently preoccupied with their own problems.

With a rough face that seemed completely out of place for a scholar, the one-armed man put down his pen, his expression grim, and closed the last record of Balanza in the world.

"Miss Topa, can you get in touch with the company?"

Allen Jones took a deep breath and then turned to look at the only hope in the room.

"No."

Toppa raised his finger to the special communicator he was wearing on his left ear, then shook his head.

She tried to contact the company, but all she heard was static.

"Didn't the 'Stone Heart Ten' have a special communication network among themselves?"

"Alan Jones asked with a grim expression."

"Yes, but it's no longer effective."

Topa is also in a bad mood right now.

Synesthetic beacons are one of the company's most valued assets.

The Balanza furnace is an important processing base for synesthetic beacons.

Therefore, whenever a new batch of synesthetic beacons is about to be produced, the company sends someone to escort them to the headquarters, Pierpoint.

Sometimes it's the market development department, sometimes it's the strategic investment department.