Chapter 110

“This is the true secret hidden by YiTing—a colossal lie that has deceived the entire universe!”

“And this girl named [Xilián] is likely one of the most probable candidates to truly ascend to godhood!”

As he spoke, Hermes subtly glanced at March 7.

Same pink hair, same familiar face and voice—could this be the key requirement for a Memory Star God candidate?

Does the Path of Memory truly favor pink-haired ones?

“Hermes, are Itachi saying that Fuli is just a public account?”

In an instant, Black Tower’s eyes widened as she blurted out.

“Fuli’s situation is even more complex than I imagined—but your theory is not wrong.”

Hermes’ eyes held a look of deep implication, confirming Black Tower’s guess.

In fact, the moment he saw Xilián on Fuli, Hermes knew that Wengfalos’s situation was far more complicated and troublesome than he’d thought.

Under these circumstances, the stance of Liuguang Yiting becomes rather intriguing.

“The prevailing view across the cosmic galaxy is that Fuli was born during the Cosmic Locust Plague.”

“It is said to have been born at the moment when Tan Tao devoured countless star systems…”

Ruan Mei pulled out a plate of plum cakes from nowhere, and even as she heard this earth-shattering secret, she calmly and gently analyzed: “Now it seems this was merely information Yiting released to mislead others.”

“But one point is certainly correct: Fuli was indeed born from a cosmic-scale catastrophe—but that catastrophe was not the Cosmic Locust Plague…”

Screwgum’s voice was gentle, always carrying the precision unique to machines: “Hypothesis: If Ruan Mei’s words are true, then Memory-Fuli was not born in the past, but in a distant future.”

“Conclusion: The most likely possibility is that the Memory Star God ascended to godhood at the very end of the universe’s demise.”

“Itachi’re all correct.”

Hermes nodded in affirmation, then continued: “The purpose of Memory is that, at the end of the universe, He will compile all cause and effect, guiding the universe into a cyclical loop with no beginning or end.”

“In other words, once the Memory Star God truly comes into being, it means the universe’s timeline has been permanently frozen—the future will cease to exist!”

“The universe will be trapped in an endless cycle of memory, replaying the same script forever.”

“Eek!”

As March 7 listened, she suddenly shuddered, a nameless dread surging within her.

Even she didn’t know why she felt such profound, deep-seated terror.

“Little March, what’s wrong?”

Seeing March 7’s face turn pale, Jizi instinctively pulled her into her arms, soothing her with a gentle voice.

Hermes silently watched the seemingly clueless girl, feeling a headache coming on.

After thinking it over, he decided he needed to take extra precautions—otherwise, March 7 might vanish at any moment.

“Little March, fuse this Artifact: Resurrection Coin.”

Sighing, Hermes pulled out a Philosopher’s Stone and, before everyone’s eyes, refined it into a coin engraved with intricate patterns and radiant light.

“Consider it a safety measure.”

“When Itachi one day face an irrevocable dead end, Itachi may activate the power of this Artifact.”

“It will allow Itachi to return to the Court of Star Crowns as a Star Lord!”

This Artifact: Resurrection Coin was also a technological byproduct derived from studying Bayun Zi’s realm power—the Boundary of Life and Death.

I have to say, Yagokoro Shiki's abilities are incredibly useful!

Yet hearing Hermes’ words, everyone present was shaken, especially the Train Crew members.

They nearly cried out in shock.

“Hermes, Itachi mean Little March…”

Jizi’s heart lurched; she gripped Hermes’ hand tightly, her voice suddenly hoarse.

“Lord Hermes, what exactly will Little March face?”

Walter Yang also grew uneasy.

March 7’s origins were mysterious, and the Train Crew members had all suspected she held great secrets.

But now it seemed even Hermes, this senior elder, found her situation troubling!

He even had to give her a Resurrection Coin as a backup?

“I cannot say more about this—it would do Little March no good.”

Hermes shook his head, halting the Train Crew’s further questions.

“But remember: from now on, be wary of any Path of Memory practitioner who approaches Little March!”

“Itachi likely won’t have much contact with the Cremationists, but within Liuguang Yiting, ideological differences have split them into many factions.”

“Among them are those who covet the position of Memory Star God.”

“For this divine seat, they are capable of anything!”

March 7’s issue, relatively speaking, isn’t the biggest problem.

The real issue is Xilián.

It was giving Hermes a headache.

To ensure Wengfalos’s causal loop remains closed and prevent the birth and resurrection of Iron Tomb, Xilián has remained permanently within Wengfalos’s memory.

He needed to find a solution that satisfied both sides.

Simply capturing Wengfalos would be of little use.

Wengfalos’s history had nearly become a perfect causal loop.

Worse, if they accidentally triggered the premature ascension of the Memory Star God, it would be catastrophic!

“Path of Memory practitioners… Liuguang Yiting…”

Jizi and Walter’s eyes grew deep and solemn.

Now, their vigilance toward this Path faction had reached its peak.

According to Hermes, Little March also seemed to be within Yiting’s target range…

“Wengfalos, Laigushi, Xilián…”

“That fool Laigushi!”

“Does he even know what he’s doing?”

As Black Tower listened to Hermes’ gradual explanations, her stiff face twitched, nearly losing composure and screaming: “What kind of Genius Club #1 is this idiot?!”

“Or did Zandar Yi Sangyuan split his intelligence into several pieces when he created his clones?”

Hearing this, Hermes gave Black Tower a peculiar glance.

Hmm—he didn’t know whether Zandar had split his intelligence.

But Itachi, Black Tower… might just have gained +1 IQ and fused with Iron Tomb to evolve into the Ultimate Black Curtain…