I was transported by the 100-ton Wang Chuangfei and became a plasma spark spirit?

Li Qingyang's voice wasn't loud, but it exploded like a thunderclap in Gao Shanwo's mind.

"Take their place and do what they couldn't do. Take their place and protect this planet. With Gaia's light, with your power, fight the true enemy, the Root of Destruction. This is the responsibility you should bear, this is the right thing you should do."

His words were resounding and powerful, like a morning bell or evening drum, awakening and enlightening.

Takayama Gamu was completely stunned, staring blankly at the black-haired boy in front of him.

In their place... protect this planet...

The heavy guilt that weighed on his heart, almost suffocating him, seemed to be torn open by these words, and a ray of light shone through the crack.

Yes... what's the use of wallowing in regret?

The dead Earth monsters will not be resurrected, and the injured Earth monsters will not receive any solace for their suffering.

What we should really do is shoulder this burden, face the real enemy, and end the source of all this.

This is... the best explanation for all the victims, whether human or monster.

A glimmer of light rekindled in those once dull and lifeless eyes, and then that light quickly expanded, becoming bright and resolute, like stars emerging from the clouds.

"I understand... Senior!" Takayama Gamu straightened his back abruptly, wiped his face vigorously, and bowed deeply to Li Qingyang, his voice loud and powerful, "Thank you! I will... use Gaia's power to expel all the Destruction-Inducing Entities, along with their share!"

Hmm, hmm, this child is teachable.

Seeing the resurrected son of the land, his eyes burning with fighting spirit, Li Qingyang nodded in satisfaction.

Young people are just too young, unlike him, who has long been toughened up by the harsh realities of society.

Fortunately, he's quick-witted; as expected of the intelligent protagonist of the Ultraman series, he figured it out after just a little guidance.

He stepped forward and, as before, raised his hand to pat the other person on the shoulder in encouragement.

“Oh, right,” Li Qingyang’s hand was about to fall when he suddenly seemed to remember something, his movement stopped in mid-air, and he changed the subject, “As payment for helping you purify the earth and being your free psychological counselor... I would like to ask you for a small favor.”

"Please, senior, just say the word!" Takayama Gamu immediately patted his chest, his expression bold and confident. His newly rebuilt beliefs gave him an aura of reliability. "I can help with anything I can!"

That's great, that's what I've been waiting for you to say.

"Well, it's nothing serious." Li Qingyang's smile grew even more amiable, creating a strange and indescribable feeling against the backdrop of the devastated ruins behind him.

"Give me a complete copy of all XIG technologies."

"...Huh?"

"From your air bases to transport planes, to all types of fighter jets, including airframe designs, engine technology, weapon systems... in short, I want it all."

"......ah?"

The raging fire of enlightenment that had just ignited in my dream was instantly extinguished by this sudden bucket of cold water, leaving only a wisp of smoke.

He slowly, very slowly, raised his head, and the passionate expression on his face that seemed to say "I have suddenly understood" froze on his face, gradually transforming into a complex expression mixed with bewilderment, shock, and disbelief.

He froze on the spot.

"S-Senior...?"

Takayama Gamu's lips twitched, almost thinking that the mental shock she had just experienced had caused a problem with her hearing. "You... what do you need that for?"

"Well, it's a long story, so I won't go into details," Li Qingyang said slowly, fiddling with the chibi Zoffy keychain.

"Huh... how could this happen..."

"Don't worry, I won't take your money for nothing." Seeing his troubled expression, Li Qingyang offered an irresistible bait, "That WIFI communication, which is the technique we just used to talk to Renlong, will be taught to you in exchange."

Gao Shanwo's expression turned serious, and he blurted out the answer almost instantly.

"make a deal!!!"

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Main text: Chapter 122 Qingyang: Let me help you speed through the finale; I dream: ? ? ?

Fujimiya Hiroya's face was so pale it was almost bloodless. His eyes, which always held a cold and aloof demeanor, were now filled with an almost manic obsession and the last glimmer of hope. His fingers flew across the keyboard like a blur, the sound of his typing echoing like a torrential downpour in the empty and silent computer room.

He was modifying the variable. He wanted to force that being, that golden giant who descended from the sky and purified all darkness with absolute light, into the deepest operational logic of Krish, as a completely new super variable that transcended all known physical laws.

A super variable that can protect everything must... must be able to change that prophecy!

In a corner of the server room, Daniel McPhee sighed softly and waved to the researchers behind him who had been roughly pushed away by Fujimiya Hiroya and were now filled with resentment and indignation. He mouthed that they should leave for the time being.

Hiroya Fujimiya's mental state is very abnormal. It's as if he's on the edge of a cliff, so tense that the slightest touch could trigger a complete stress reaction and explosion.

"Fujimiya-kun, it's been a long time."

Daniel walked over with slow, deliberate steps, his gentle voice trying to break the silence.

no respond.

Only the rapid, relentless clatter of keyboard clicks revealed the operator's inner turmoil.

"Why do we have to recalculate?" Daniel peered at the data stream on the screen, a hint of confusion in his voice. "Didn't we already do it more than ten times? Every time... every time the result was the same."

Fujimiya Hiroya's movements did not pause for a moment, as if Daniel's voice was just another breeze blowing past his ear.

All parameters have been set.

In the final key variable naming field, his finger paused for a moment, then typed a few words heavily.

The Golden Giant

"!"

Daniel's pupils suddenly contracted as he immediately thought of the global miracle that had happened not long ago.

A golden stream of light burst forth from the distortion of spacetime, purifying all the monsters infected by darkness and healing all the wounded in a way that could not be explained by existing physics.

“Fujimiya-kun, you…” Daniel instantly guessed Fujimiya Hiroya’s purpose, “You want to see if that golden giant has the ability to repel the Destruction Bringer from the Root and protect our Earth?”

Fujimiya Hiroya still did not respond, but simply extended his index finger and pressed the Enter key heavily.

hum-

With a low buzzing sound, the indicator lights in the entire server room instantly brightened, and the massive quantum computer began to perform overload calculations at a speed beyond human comprehension.

Fujimiya Hiroya stood ramrod straight, his eyes fixed on the rapidly scrolling waterfall on the large monitor screen, as if trying to burn his soul into it.

Time stretched out infinitely at this moment.

Every second in the computer room felt like an eternity, an unbearable ordeal.

Only the whirring of the server fans and the cascading flow of data proved that this absolute stillness was merely an illusion.

Finally, the massive, frantically scrolling stream of information came to an abrupt halt.

In the center of the screen, a line of cold, clear, and emotionless final conclusion slowly appeared.

The moment he saw it clearly, Fujimiya Hiroya's vision went black, and his body swayed violently, as if he had been struck hard in the chest by an invisible hammer.

He instinctively reached out and braced himself against the cold control panel. His knuckles turned deathly pale from the excessive force, barely preventing his legs from giving way and causing him to collapse on the spot.

impossible......

This is impossible!

The information Li Qingyang had implanted into his mind—the truth that Krixis had already been in the research and development stage, and that an irreversible malicious virus had been implanted into its very core logic by a traitor—resonated wildly like a curse.

In order to overturn this truth, to prove that he was not wrong, and to prove that everything he did was for the sake of the Earth, he had almost self-destructively frantically filled in all the most outrageous, absurd, and illogical parameters he could imagine when setting the final variables.

His assessment of the golden giant was that it wasn't a powerful fighting force at all.

Rather, he is an omnipotent, true God.

A god who can disregard the law of conservation of mass and create ten thousand suns out of thin air.

A god who can reverse cause and effect, and make time flow back to the singularity of the Big Bang.

A true god who, even if all of humanity were completely annihilated into elementary particles by the Root of Destruction, could still resurrect billions of people on the spot within the next Planck time!

He entered an absolutely unsolvable super variable that could protect everything.

He input a paradox that was enough to completely break down all of Chrisis's computational logic.

If... if Chrysis can calculate even a fraction of a percent chance that Earth can be saved, that would be enough to prove that the man is lying!

But now...

The line of cold, emotionless text on the screen was like a final verdict on all his struggles and hopes, ruthlessly announcing his utter defeat.

The prophecy... was a lie.

The information that man fed me... was true.

Chrissis was not making any predictions at all.

It is merely a restatement.

To paraphrase a cold conclusion that was already hard-coded into the lowest level of the code.

Regardless of the input variables, the process, or whether the logic holds true, there is only one final result.

Earth cannot escape its ultimate demise.

Arrogant, extremely arrogant...

He, Fujimiya Hiroya, was not a messenger bearing the destiny of saving the earth at all; he was just a puppet being manipulated by the mastermind behind the scenes!

He's just a pathetic clown who thinks he's seen through everything, but is actually the most deeply deceived, and is incredibly stupid!

The torrent of information, forcibly poured into his mind and as clear as a brand, surged once more. This time, a name emerged clearly from the chaos of information, as if the man had set a point to show it to him at this very moment.

Klaus...

Klaus Eckart.

This traitor, who had long been colluding with the source of destruction, actually dared... actually dared to tamper with his Krixis!!!

A surge of rage instantly replaced the feeling of utter exhaustion, erupting from the depths of his heart like magma and flowing through his limbs and bones.

Fujimiya Hiroya suddenly turned around. All the pain, confusion, and self-loathing on his pale face had disappeared, replaced by a murderous intent as cold as an polar ice cap.

He strode forward, his goal clear, and headed straight for the computer room door.

"Fujimiya-kun!"

Daniel McPhee's voice was urgent. He rushed forward, trying to stop his companion who was acting very strangely. "Wait, what happened? Are you in trouble? We can all help you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the young man in black stopped and turned to the side, his cold eyes meeting his gaze for the first time.

This action brought Daniel to an abrupt halt.

Fujimiya Hiroya did need help, but he didn't have time to explain, much less speak up, otherwise Chrisis would immediately overhear and alert him.

So, let's use the techniques that person taught us...

The next second, without any warning.

An indescribable shock, invisible and intangible, yet incredibly real, crashed into the depths of Daniel's consciousness.

His body jolted violently, and his mind went blank for a moment in an avalanche of blankness.

The feeling was like a normally functioning server suddenly suffering a massive DDoS attack, with countless requests flooding in simultaneously, instantly paralyzing all computing power.

There was no sound, no picture.

Only a cold, pure torrent of information, in a form beyond the comprehension of all senses, brutally poured into the core of his mind.

The tampered underlying code of Chrysis, the face of the traitor named Klaus Eckart, and the doomsday prophecy that was written down and could not be changed no matter how it was calculated... all of this was crammed into his brain in less than a second.

"This is the truth, Daniel. Mobilize the Alchemy Star, block all network ports, and completely isolate Krissis physically." In the bridged consciousness, Fujimiya Hiroya's thoughts contained a tsunami-like fury. "Do as I say. We absolutely cannot let Krissis realize we know the truth, otherwise, with its power, it will instantly trigger massive global chaos."

Daniel opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that his throat was as if it were being choked by an invisible hand, and he couldn't utter a single syllable.

Fujimiya Hiroshi did not say another word.

He turned around and raised his right hand.

On that wrist, where there had been nothing before, a blue bracelet with folded wings appeared out of thin air, emitting a faint blue light.

A flash of light.

Fujimiya Hiroya's figure had vanished from the spot, as if he had never been there at all...