Chapter 390: Digesting Sixth-Level Meme Technology

A massive amount of information instantly surged into his mind.

This time, it was no longer like studying knowledge by reading and understanding, but a higher-level initiation and fusion.

At that moment, Qin Hao felt as if the top of his head had been lifted open.

The massive information flow was not text, but some kind of higher-dimensional "instinct".

He finally saw the true nature of the so-called "meme".

This thing is fundamentally not a virus, nor any kind of mental pollution.

Put bluntly, this is a dimensionality-reduction strike against "cognition"!

The reason all things in the universe exist is because rules define them to be this way, and all intelligent life "acknowledges" them as such.

Just as we acknowledge fire is hot and ice is cold.

But what if there were a force that could forcibly tamper with the underlying "cognition"?

If a meme weapon implanted a deadly command into every individual of a civilization—"Steel is actually as fragile as paper"—

then, when that civilization's warriors pilot their proud alloy warships into battle,

the subconscious "cognition field" would be activated, in turn distorting reality.

The result is that the supposedly indestructible warship would truly be as fragile as papier-mâché, shattering at a poke.

Qin Hao's consciousness floated in the system space, watching the pulsing data stream in his palm, and he couldn't help but curl his mouth.

"This is too dirty..."

This is a hundred times more insidious than directly tossing a two-dimensional foil or using a dimension cannon to physically erase.

This is completely cutting off the fuel from under the pot, letting a civilization logically destroy itself at the root.

All talk and no practice is just empty show.

"System, open a sandbox for me to simulate and deduce."

Qin Hao's thought moved.

The system space instantly transformed.

A huge virtual fleet appeared out of thin air, its streamlined hulls flashing with cold light—exactly the light-speed fleet of the fifth-level high civilization "Kala Xi".

Qin Hao's consciousness was like an indescribable deity, hovering above the entire fleet.

He did not mobilize any energy cannons, nor condense divine fire.

He merely lifted his hand lightly, as if flicking away a speck of dust.

A "concept" purely composed of information was casually thrown down by him.

This concept is very simple, just two words—"fear".

An intangible ripple like a wave instantly swept across the entire fleet.

The next second, a bizarre scene that made one's scalp tingle appeared.

The crew inside those virtual warships, clearly unharmed, nevertheless seemed to have seen the ultimate indescribable entity at the edge of the universe.

Their mental defenses collapsed instantly.

"Ah!!!"

A silent scream exploded in the communication channel.

Immediately after, engine overload alarms rose and fell, and the weapon systems began firing wildly.

Some warships crashed about like headless flies, while others even directly turned their main guns, blasting their wingmen into debris.

In just a few short seconds.

The entire mighty light-speed fleet, in extreme chaos and mutual slaughter, turned into a dazzling space fireworks display.

Qin Hao quietly watched this scene, his eyes calm as an ancient well.

Is this the perspective of a sixth-level civilization?

Knowledge is not only power; knowledge is the modifier that alters reality.

"What if... we mix meme technology with dimension technology and play with it?"

Qin Hao's imagination ran wild; he lightly pointed a finger in the void, saying, "Define rule: this path is blocked."

This is just a simple "GM command".

As his thought fell.

Ahead of another virtual fleet that was charging, space itself seemed to have been pressed pause.

The warship engines' exhaust flames blazed blindingly, energy readings had long exceeded limits, yet physically they remained utterly still.

It was as if an invisible giant hand had firmly pressed them into glue.

This feeling of controlling everything is indeed easy to become addicted to.

Qin Hao slowly opened his eyes, exited the system space, with a satisfied arc at the corner of his mouth.

This set of sixth-level technology has been thoroughly mastered.

……

A few days later.

An unprecedented mega infrastructure project is frantically unfolding at the edge of Yanhuang Civilization's territory.

The void between the original Milky Way Galaxy and the Andromeda star system has now been filled with countless busy engineering drones.

They will construct here a colossal ring-shaped structure with a diameter exceeding one light-year—the 【Dimension Gate】.

This is a monumental construction worthy of being recorded in civilization's annals.

Its purpose is to quickly reach every corner of the Virgo Cluster.

Inside the Command Center, Academician Qian Bowen stared at the holographic projection, his eyes bloodshot from exhaustion, yet his spirit was excited like a twenty-year-old young man.

No, he's actually already a handsome guy.

「All units, pay attention! Don't dawdle! 」

「The 73rd dragon bone structure begins hoisting! Crank the power of the dimensional stability field generator up to 80% for me!

「Anyone who dares to shake their hands during docking, I, the old man, will personally knock their skull! 」

His roar traveled through the communications network, reaching every work unit.

And in another star field.

The recently incorporated "Virgin Galaxy Civilization Commonwealth Servant Army" is undergoing the darkest moment of their lives.

Reorganization?

No, this is a "friendly greeting" from Zhang Xianzhong.

On the bridge of a captured Dark Star Civilization flagship, Zhang Xianzhong crossed his arms, like a black-faced killing god, coldly looking down at the starry sky below.

There, a mixed fleet formed by forcibly combining warships from several different civilizations is carrying out an awkward formation change.

「That ship that looks like a starfish—hey you! 」

Zhang Xianzhong grabbed the communicator, his voice loud enough to shatter glass, "You're from the Dark Shadow Civilization, right? Who told you to activate stealth mode? What, you wanna desert?"

「I'm doing formation training here—I want neat and uniform! If you dare to pull that invisibility trick on me again, believe it or not, I'll send you straight to a military tribunal! 」

「And over there! That one from Karasi! 」

「Don't think you can cut in line just because your ship is fast! That's a friendly ship! If you wreck it, you couldn't pay even if you sold your whole civilization! 」

Zhang Xianzhong's roar, heavy with killing intent, broadcast over the public channel, indiscriminately bombarding the entire fleet.

Those alien captains who once acted tyrannically in various river systems now shrink their necks, not daring to breathe.

They're really scared.

This Yanhuang Civilization general is practically a tyrannosaurus rex wearing human skin.

Just ten minutes ago, a few captains who relied on being Fifth-level Civilization elites and were hard to discipline,

together with their warships, were directly blasted into cosmic dust by a single shot from the Yanhuang Civilization's supervisory detachment.

Not a word of nonsense.

This unreasonable iron-blooded tactic made all the alien races instantly understand one truth:

Here, the dragon must coil, the tiger must crouch!

Under the baptism of blood and fire, a vast, obedient servant army is being forged into shape in this high-pressure environment.

In the depths of the distant starry sky.

The first section of the ring-shaped dragon bone of the 【Dimensional Gate】, under the pull of millions of traction light beams, emitted a thunderous roar that trembled the void, and successfully docked with the base.

Seamlessly joined, as if naturally formed.

A brand-new era belonging to the Yanhuang Civilization has begun, the curtain has risen.