I write obituaries for the gods

Until Black Star is fully charged.

The poem given by the newsboy foretold the future, foretelling a prison under the rule of Black Star VI.

Today, Yudu is like a prison: isolated from the outside world, with various forces vying for territory. This situation will continue until a stronger external force intervenes.

The Foundation will certainly not allow stronger external forces to intervene, because at present, the only place that can reach Black Star VI is the launch base in the Silver District.

The foundation will not allow anyone to approach that launch site.

On the bright side, tide Leina only gave the coordinates to Jiang Zhengge, which means that the rest of the foundation will not get those coordinates either.

This means that the launch site will not be destroyed by the Foundation in the short term.

"We've arrived."

The extended Lincoln pulled up in front of the familiar old house.

Meng Po got out of the carriage, opened the door for Lin Chen, and guided him to the old house.

In the familiar office, Lin Chen met Mayor Buendía once again.

He looked even more tired than before, his hands supporting him on the table, his fingers interlaced, his deep blue eyes peering at Lin Chen through his fingers.

“I guess you have a lot of questions to ask,” Mayor Buendía said, looking at Lin Chen.

“The History Collapse Project,” Lin Chen said softly, “is how Louis used it to turn other members of the Bureau of Investigation against him.”

"Yes." Mayor Buendía nodded.

"Is this plan real or fake?"

"Ah."

Mayor Buendía nodded again.

Lin Chen stared at the leader of the secret party in disbelief—he didn't even try to hide it, just admitting his plan.

"Is it true?" he murmured.

"The Dark Phoenix discovered this plan while gnawing at history and then informed the Foundation," Mayor Buendía said. "You must have already seen the Dark Phoenix?"

Dark Phoenix? Devouring History?

Lin Chen immediately thought of the demigod who was able to break into the "Mirage City" and devour history.

"What is the origin of that thing?" Lin Chen asked.

"How is Litty doing lately?" Mayor Buendía asked.

“The encrypted room is enough to protect her; you haven’t answered my question,” Lin Chen said.

“I’ve already answered.” Mayor Buendía closed his eyes.

Lin Chen was slightly taken aback, then quickly realized what was happening—

This means that Black Phoenix and Litty are connected.

But Mayor Buendía couldn't say it, or he would attract the attention of "Laplace's Demon".

"This plan should never have been made public. It was intended to destroy history when we were powerless to resist, depriving demigods of any chance to control history."

"You mean, if demigods want to control our history, you'll just destroy the entire history?" Lin Chen said softly.

"You can understand it this way: these things can be said now because they have already been made public."

Mayor Buendía looked up at the ceiling and murmured softly:

"Most of the Secret Party's executors went to ensure the historical collapse plan was implemented correctly, so the order in Rain City was briefly out of control, but still within acceptable limits."

"Acceptable?" Lin Chen's voice rose several octaves. "Many people died tonight!"

Lin Chen saw so many innocent people die in the places he visited.

What he saw was only a corner of the rain capital!

Looking at Lin Chen, whose eyes were filled with anger, Mayor Buendía said softly:

"The purpose of the historical collapse project is not to destroy history, but to restart the flow of history."

"The technology and principles behind this are very complex and cannot be explained to you in a short time."

"Why?" Lin Chen asked softly.

"Because this time, the Father is closer to God than ever before."

Mayor Buendía closed his eyes.

"In the Battle of Rain Town, my beloved father was severely wounded and disappeared from our sight."

“We’ve been trying to kill him all these years, but we’ve almost always come close.”

"And now, the timeline is nearing its end, and we still can't kill him, so we have no choice but to resort to this last resort."

“I can’t accept this,” Lin Chen shook his head. “Destroying history…you’re even crazier than the Foundation.”

"History will restart, and all the dead will be resurrected," Mayor Buendía said in a flat tone. "Those who have died will be reborn in the new history."

“That doesn’t mean they’ve been resurrected; they’re already dead,” Lin Chen said softly.

He stood up, took out the little goldfish pendant, and tossed it to Buendía.

“I’m sorry, I don’t want to be your accomplice,” Lin Chen said in a low voice. “Your riddles can’t convince me.”

After saying that, he walked directly to the office door.

“You don’t need to believe me,” Mayor Buendía suddenly said, “but you should believe in yourself.”

Lin Chen turned his head and looked at Buendia behind the desk.

"What do you mean?"

Then he saw Mayor Buendía smile.

"There is only one person who can conceive of a plan for the collapse of history, a being who can record history and remain detached from it."

Mayor Buendía stood up, staring intently at Lin Chen.

"The historical collapse plan is a backup plan of the 'ghost of history'."

"..."

Lin Chen walked back to the table and looked down at Mayor Buendía.

His eyes gleamed with a ghostly blue light, flickering like will-o'-the-wisps, and a chilling aura emanated from him, making him appear like a monarch from a lost kingdom.

"You better not be lying to me," Lin Chen said softly.

“I have no reason to lie to you. I said when we first met that as long as you keep moving forward, the Secret Party will always exist.”

Mayor Buendía showed no fear of the chill emanating from Lin Chen's eyes, as if he were already used to it.

"In other words, you have always been the weathervane of the Secret Party, the anchor of Macondo. The mirage city exists because of you, and the Secret Party has been able to continue to exist because of you."

"We are not your enemies."

"..."

Lin Chen stared at Buendía for a while, then finally pulled out a chair and sat down at the table.

“I don’t think this plan should be implemented,” Lin Chen said softly.

“We will take your opinion into consideration,” Mayor Buendía said, “but given that you have not yet regained your memories of the past, we will not implement it directly. Believe me, this is a cooperative approach that is good for both of us.”

"it is good."

Lin Chen nodded.

To be honest, the concept of the "historical collapse project" was too science fiction and too far-fetched for him.

But instinctively, he felt that doing so was wrong.

If history is about to be controlled by demigods, should we simply destroy history and restart it?

That's too extreme.

Lin Chen didn't know much information at the moment, but he understood one thing.

If history is "reset" as the Secret Party claims, then everything he experienced will be negated.

His relationship with the Rapid Response Division, his relationship with Huihui and Liti... his relationship with Li Zhanyi...

Everything will be reset to zero, negated, and disappear.

The world restarts... Such a sci-fi concept suddenly hit Lin Chenzhen, leaving him somewhat stunned.

So much happened in one night, it was almost overwhelming...

“I understand you. Tonight has been a long night for you.”

Buendía's tone was calm, so calm that it was as if he had no emotions.

But this calm seemed contagious, and Lin Chen gradually calmed down as well.

“Because of the exposure of the historical collapse plan, the Investigation Bureau has been turned into this,” Lin Chen sighed softly. “Your security measures are too poor.”

To everyone's surprise, Mayor Buendía shook his head slightly.

"What do you think would be the first reaction of a normal person when a concept that seems like something out of science fiction is thrown into reality?"

"Questioning?" Lin Chen frowned.

“Of course,” Buendía nodded. “Then do you think that for the elites of RBAI, a science fiction-like, unrealistic concept, and a ‘Macondo Secret Party’ with no evidence, could really cause them to rebel instantly?”

"The probability isn't very high," Lin Chen said softly. "It's just the last straw that broke the camel's back."

“That’s right,” Buendia nodded. “For those high-ranking officials who raised the banner of rebellion at the first opportunity, they were simply responding to what they wanted to respond to, and they used the wolf pack effect to motivate their subordinates.”

"The second-in-command wants to replace the first-in-command, the secretary wants to replace the bureau chief, and the ordinary staff member longs to rise to the top overnight. So when the foundation's infiltration penetrates to the bone marrow, all it takes is a seemingly convincing reason to overturn the whole table."

"The flowers of evil bloom because the city is already full of rotting corpses. Hua Molan is too busy. She is fighting the enemy on the front line, but she has not paid attention to the ant holes on the thousand-mile dike."

"Moreover, people always have desires, and foundations are best at using fame and fortune to attract others."

"So, you mean you don't blame us?" Lin Chen frowned.

"It's our fault, it's our fault."

Mayor Buendía raised his hands as if in surrender:

"What I mean is that the Bureau of Investigation is not finished, and the Secret Party has not been exposed. After all, in most people's eyes, the 'Historical Collapse Project' is more like a science fiction concept. As long as we can fool them a little, the public opinion storm can be easily quelled."

"The simplest way to take back the Investigation Bureau is to cut off those corrupt high-ranking officials and put Hua Molan back in power."

“I understand that this process will be somewhat difficult, so the Secret Party will provide assistance.”

After Mayor Buendía finished speaking, he waved his hand gently.

The door opened, and Meng Po walked in, carrying a box in her hand.

She placed the box on the table and pushed it towards Lin Chen.

"What is this?" Lin Chen stared at the box.

The box is entirely black with silver patterns inlaid along the edges, resembling some kind of circuit.

“We understand your pain and sincerely hope that you will continue to suffer,” Mayor Buendía said. “This is a compensation for that pain, a gesture of goodwill.”

Lin Chen opened the box, and a faint chill emanated from it.

Inside the box was a syringe, with an antique design and completely transparent body.

An irregular, dark blue fragment was stuck inside the syringe, shimmering with a faint blue light.

"This is... azure crystal?" Lin Chen didn't rush to use the syringe. "No, this thing's light is purer."

Mayor Buendía smiled slightly:

"This is 'Comet Essence'. Back then, that dark blue comet crashed in Rain Town. Most of the celestial body fell into subspace, and only a small part remained in the real world, existing as impurities."

"This piece was brought back from Super America by Hualuori. She used it to exchange for more than 50 million, planning to buy a well-located villa for her retirement."

More than 50 million...

Explaining it to Lin Chen in this way made him immediately understand the scarcity of this item.

This tiny amount costs over 50 million, and it's highly likely that's the internal acquisition price within the Secret Service.

In the outside world, this thing should be considered something that is hard to come by and difficult to obtain.