Chapter 518: The Old Scoundrel Wants to Run? Not So Easy

When the Fuxi Mainframe announced that the Absolute Safe Zone was officially completed.

Within the entire Safe Zone, cheers erupted like a mountain‑roaring, sea‑swell.

Countless members of various civilizations, from planets and from warships, gazed at that seemingly empty border that nonetheless bestowed endless security.

Everyone shed tears of excitement.

They survived.

In the apocalyptic cataclysm of universal destruction, they truly survived!

Moreover, they obtained a hopeful, beautiful home in a manner almost like a Miracle, more hopeful than before.

In an instant, countless forces of faith converged like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.

They surged madly toward the Miracle Garden, toward Qin Hao.

These forces of faith were pure and scorching, without any impurity.

It was the most sincere gratitude from the surviving beings after the calamity, heartfelt and genuine.

"Tsk, this looks like a cult gathering."

Qin Hao felt the massive torrent of faith and curled his lip.

But his heart was still delighted.

His gaze swept to the system panel.

【Detected massive influx of high‑purity faith energy…】

【Civilization's fortune is rapidly increasing…】

【System Prompt: High‑concentration fortune can be used to accelerate debt repayment. Activate conversion?】

"Oh? Is there such a good thing?"

Qin Hao's eyes lit up.

These civilizations' faith can actually be spent as money?

"Convert! Convert immediately!"

He chose Yes without hesitation.

Even a mosquito is still meat.

Moreover, this isn't a mosquito; it's a massive herd of plump meat pigs.

【Converting fortune… Debt repayment progress: 1.38%… 1.39%…】

Watching the two decimal places slowly tick, Qin Hao felt even more elated.

At this rate, just collecting these Protection Fees might actually pay off that loan someday.

However,

Just as he was calculating how to sustainably fleece them,

Lord of the End walked over with a grave expression.

"Chief."

"What's wrong, Lao Zhong? You look rather displeased,"

Qin Hao gave him a sideways glance.

"Our house is built; we'll never worry about food and drink, and someone even pays the property fees—what a wonderful thing."

"Things… are probably not that simple."

Lord of the End raised his hand and pointed beyond the Safe Zone.

That dark universe being slowly devoured by the reset command.

"Although we are temporarily safe, the reset process has not stopped."

"According to my calculations, in about three standard months, the entire old universe—time, space, everything—will be completely reset to that singularity."

He paused, his voice deepening.

"By then, our Safe Zone will be like an island floating in absolute void."

"Although the walls themselves won't be destroyed, we will lose all contact with the outside world completely."

Qin Hao raised an eyebrow.

"Isn't that great? Isolated from the world, living our own little lives."

"Not good!"

Lord of the End shook his head decisively.

"Have you forgotten? All the matter and energy in this realm beneath our feet ultimately still belong to the old universe."

"Once the old universe is fully reset, it's like a computer being formatted and the system reinstalled."

Lord of the End's analogy was very vivid.

"What would happen if our unformatted USB drive were plugged into a new computer?"

"Either the driver is incompatible, and the new system flags it as an unknown device or virus, subject to rejection and attack by the new universe's rules."

"Worse yet…"

Lord of the End's voice dropped to a very low pitch.

"Our existence would begin to self‑collapse, having lost its fundamental logical support."

"Like a house built on a beach; once the entire sand is washed away by the sea, no matter how sturdy the house, it will fall into the abyss."

These words instantly sobered the crowd who had just been immersed in joy.

Indeed.

Now we've only built a wall to enclose ourselves.

But the ground beneath our feet is still the universe's ground.

Even the landlord himself went bankrupt and fled, selling off the land.

As a tenant, can you still stay safely in the house?

"Damn it, this old deadbeat!"

Qin Hao couldn't help but curse.

He finally understood why the universe's instinctive will, after discovering that even the Rule Black Hole could do nothing to them, simply gave up.

Let them build walls.

Turns out, it's been waiting here!

This is clearly an attempt to pull the rug out from under us!

They want to take away the foundation along with it, turning you, a holdout household, into a building in mid‑air, causing it to collapse from within!

What a vicious scheme!

"Then... then what should we do?"

Guāxīlíng's voice began to tremble again.

"Could it be that we only have three months left?"

Despair once again enveloped everyone.

"Three months?"

Qin Hao let out a cold laugh.

His eyes held no despair; instead, they burst with astonishing fighting spirit.

"It's not three months."

"It wants to finish formatting within three months and run away? But did it get my consent?"

Qin Hao strode up to the massive star map.

On it was the previously constructed structure diagram of the cosmic brain.

His gaze locked onto the complex neural network.

"It thinks it's the landlord and can sell the land whenever it wants? Sorry, I've taken a liking to this land!"

"Want to run away? Not a chance!"

Smack!

Qin Hao's hand slammed heavily onto the star map.

"Before it completely resets, we must not only obtain the deed to the land beneath our feet."

"I also want to take over the entire real estate company!"

"Chief, what you mean is..."

The Lord of Endings' breath hitched.

Qin Hao's gaze swept over everyone present.

"The body‑seizure plan is activated immediately!"

"We can't wait any longer!"

"We must complete the brain transplant surgery before the old universe suffers total brain death!"

"Using the collective will of our Yanhuang Civilization, we will seize its central processor and become the new master of this universe!"

Qin Hao clenched his fists.

"Only this way can we stop the reset at its source!"

"Alter the deed, so this universe truly bears the surname Qin!"

This crazy plan made everyone's scalp go numb.

"But, Dad."

Qin Zheng raised a key question.

"We're currently trapped in the safe zone; how can we seize those neural nodes far away, billions of light‑years distant?"

"Who said we're trapped?"

A cunning smile appeared on Qin Hao's face.

He raised his hand and pointed to the entrance of the safe zone.

There they kept a special pet.

Rule Black Hole.

"Our watchdog isn't just for guarding the door."

Qin Hao said meaningfully.

"It can devour everything, naturally including space and distance!"

"It is our subway to any corner of the universe!"

"Now, this apocalyptic subway is about to depart!"

Qin Hao's finger jabbed hard at the star map.

That is the core of a completely dead Level‑8 civilization nearest to them.

"First stop—"

"Sirius Star System, first neural node!"