Chapter 412: Don't be afraid, I'm here! The light of humanity is the ultimate cure!

The mental crisis was forcibly suppressed by Qin Hao in a nearly brutal manner, allowing the joint defense line to regain stability.

However, everyone knows this is only a temporary measure.

Although Qin Hao's Only I Domain is powerful, maintaining the mental suppression of countless soldiers for a long time also imposes a huge drain on him.

More importantly,

The Overlord's attack pattern is constantly changing; we must quickly discover its regularity to fundamentally solve the problem.

This arduous task falls on the shoulders of the chief scientist of Yanhuang Civilization, Qian Yin.

Yanhuang Heavenly Court, core laboratory.

Qian Yin stood before a massive data torrent waterfall, her brow furrowed.

Before her, countless complex meme codes flickered and shifted continuously.

"The Overlord's meme frequency is changing too fast."

Qian Yin's voice carried a hint of fatigue,

"With each attack, its encryption method and logical structure keep changing. Our Milky Way Light Brain simply doesn't have time to perform effective analysis."

"Whenever our analysis progress reaches ten percent, its frequency jumps again, rendering all our previous efforts futile."

An assistant reported, his face full of frustration.

Going on like this, they will never be able to keep up with the Overlord's pace.

Qian Jun's eyes flashed with determination.

Conventional analysis methods are no longer effective.

To capture the Overlord's meme pattern on the ever-changing battlefield, there is only one way.

"Link my consciousness directly to the frontline's superluminal sensor network."

Qian Yin issued an order that left everyone present shocked.

"No! This is too dangerous!"

The next moment, Academician Qian Bowen's projection appeared instantly, shouting to stop,

"The frontline sensor network is directly exposed to the Overlord's meme pollution, filled with the most primitive and chaotic data streams!

Connecting your consciousness to it is equivalent to soaking your brain in deadly poison!"

"I don't have time."

Qian Yin's tone was calm, yet extremely resolute,

"Qin Hao is on the front line, supporting the entire defense with his will. I cannot let him fight alone."

"I must find the Overlord's weakness in the shortest possible time."

She looked toward her grandfather, her eyes pleading:

"Grandfather, please believe me. I have constructed three thousand six hundred 'Humanity Algorithm' firewalls; they can help me resist the erosion of the void meme."

Qian Bowen looked at his granddaughter, his lips moved, and finally he let out a helpless sigh.

He knew that once Qian Yin decided something, no one could change it.

"All right then. Be careful yourself."

"Mm."

Under the assistant's operation, a helmet covered in precise circuits was slowly placed on Qian Yin's head.

"Consciousness link, begin."

Hum—

Qian Yin's body trembled slightly, and the real world before her eyes instantly faded away.

Her consciousness turned into a data stream, rushing into the ocean composed of light and code.

This is the core of the frontline sensor network.

Countless battlefield information converges here.

The spectra of stellar explosions, starship engine parameters, spacetime distortion readings… and,

the meme data from the Overlord, filled with chaos and malice.

They are like venomous snakes that seek to devour people, swimming in the data ocean.

Qian Yin's consciousness carefully avoided them, beginning to search within the massive data for the core frequency of the Overlord's meme virus.

Her three thousand six hundred Humanity Algorithm firewalls act as solid dikes, keeping those chaotic data streams at bay.

"Found it!"

Soon, she captured an extremely weak but ever-present underlying frequency.

This is like the virus's "root"; no matter how its outward form changes, this "root" remains unchanged.

Qian Yin felt a surge of joy, immediately mobilizing all computational power to attempt to crack this underlying frequency.

However, the instant her consciousness touched that frequency,

a sudden anomaly erupted!

That seemingly weak frequency was actually a disguised trap.

Upon being touched, it exploded violently!

An information torrent, terrifyingly billions of times worse than any previous attack, surged back along Qian Yin's consciousness link!

"Not good!"

Qian Yin's face paled, and she immediately tried to sever the connection.

But it was already too late.

That massive chaotic data stream, like a bursting flood, broke through her first firewall.

Then came the second, third…

The 3,600 "humanity algorithm" firewalls she had built over hundreds of years of painstaking effort shattered layer by layer before this absolute power.

Ugh—!

In the laboratory, Qian Yin let out a painful groan, her body trembling violently.

Her eyes slowly lost all luster, becoming blank and hollow.

Strands of gray, like spiderweb patterns, began to emerge from her neck and quickly spread across her cheeks.

This is a sign of deep contamination by the Overlord's void meme!

Her consciousness is being devoured and assimilated bit by bit by that chaotic void!

Quick! Sever the connection!

The laboratory descended into chaos.

However, all attempts failed.

That data stream had already become deeply bound to Qian Yin's consciousness; forcibly severing it would only slowly tear her soul apart.

Just as everyone fell into despair.

A golden figure appeared in the laboratory without any warning.

It was Qin Hao.

He directly tore open dimensions with the power of rules and descended here.

Because he sensed Qian Yin's danger.

Looking at the girl seated in the chair, her body constantly trembling, her face covered in gray patterns,

A feeling called "fear," something he had never experienced before, seized his heart for the first time.

He stepped forward to Qian Yin's side without hesitation, reaching out to firmly grasp her fair hand.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Qin Hao's voice was soft.

He closed his eyes and carefully extended a portion of his will into the sea of Qian Yin's consciousness that was being consumed by darkness.

He did not use his overbearing iron will to forcibly dispel the darkness.

For he knew that doing so would destroy Qian Yin's fragile soul along with it.

Instead, he chose the gentlest way.

He conveyed, bit by bit, the human memories deep within his heart, wrapped in divinity.

It was an afternoon in the Jiangnan garden, the two of them walking side by side, listening to the rain patter on banana leaves.

On the bridge of the Pioneer, she brought him a cup of hot tea, the fragrance wafting gently.

It was the moment he first saw her upon awakening from seclusion, her face lit with a heartfelt, sunshine‑bright smile.

One scene after another, memories of twilight.

These memories contain no power, bear no rules.

They are merely the emotions of a "human".

Yet it is precisely this purest humanity's radiance that is the effective counter to the meme virus representing absolute "void".

The most effective antidote.

The void can consume energy, twist rules,

but it cannot comprehend or assimilate the complex, warm emotions of "love" and "protection".

Under Qin Hao's call and the guidance of those memories, Qian Yin's consciousness, on the verge of being swallowed by darkness,

like a lost ship finally found the lighthouse's direction.

In her previously empty, dazed gaze, luster gathered once again.

The gray patterns on her skin, like snow meeting sunlight, began to rapidly fade.

"Qin... Hao..."

She summoned all her strength and, with a reverse grip, firmly held that warm hand.