Chapter 570

"But even without Archimedes, Rupert would derive the anti-organic equation, war colonization and such... Actually it's not really related to Archimedes, right?" Bu Shichuan Shi Mi tsked in annoyance, "... Those company people are just greedy, with no bottom line! Besides, even without Rupert, inorganic life will sooner or later fight the company people."

Butterfly Ninja gently shook her head: "But the answer given by Bo Shi Zun must be absolutely accurate; it's the result of His calculation. Now, the second moment of His calculation should be approaching, right?"

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After the throne of Cast Iron changed hands, the balance tilted ever so slightly. Gold, mud bricks, blood, energy, science, enlightenment, ignorance—all turned into trickling streams, spilling out in this tilt—some people thus lost their existence, some embraced the void.

Suddenly, Xing heard distant bells toll. The sky grew gloomy, a layer of blood‑red hue spread over the stars. Migratory birds fled among withered flowers and forest seas, fruit rotted on the ground, and the third moment of Bo Shi Zun's calculation arrived.

Xing saw that woman again—member #4 of the Genius Club…the name Silent Lord pierced her mind, that instant Bo Er Ka·Ka Ka Mu asked Bo Shi Zun—a flash—her candy‑colored hem brushed across the entire universe.

When the seventeenth bell rang, a scene appeared in Xing's view.

Emperor Lu Po Te…its body dimmed completely, the armor covering its surface shattered into fragments, like a husk emptied of life, a giant from myth that had crashed down.

The fatal wound lay in its chest.

The theoretically indestructible core was split by an ugly fissure, and at the deepest part of the wound, on Lu Po Te's most vital core unit, a delicate scalpel pierced straight through.

That insignificant scalpel, paradoxically, became the most succinct footnote to the mechanical Emperor's death.

In the distance, the woman turned her back on everything and walked away calmly. All that remained for the planet was the vivid, yet eventually blurred, candy‑colored hem lost in the wind‑blown sand.

"#27 Lu Po Te died at the hands of #4 Bo Er Ka·Ka Ka Mu—this is the meeting of two geniuses; she ended its journey and the universal war it brought," Hei Ta said calmly.

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Genshin.

"Well done, Bo Er Ka·Ka Ka Mu…"

Deep within Mei Luo Bi De Bao, the humid air was tinged with a biting frost. At the entrance of a certain passage, piles of autonomous mechanism wreckage rose like mountains—gears, broken robotic arms scattered everywhere—and Lai O Si Li…he sat atop this steel‑cast mountain of corpses.

He had rarely fought so fiercely. His once‑upright uniform was torn in several places, exposing a web of wounds of varying depths underneath, some still oozing blood. His face was smeared with oil and blood, barely recognizable.

He tilted his head slightly, biting the end of a bandage with his teeth, trying to crudely bind his bloodied left arm.

"Xi Ge Wen, you can come out… it's alright now."

Upon first confirming that the anti‑organic equation had affected all autonomous mechanisms throughout Mei Luo Bi De Bao, Lai O Si Li swiftly gathered all prisoners into a single conduit, and he, together with dozens of guards, held the conduit entrance to the death.

After confirming that every autonomous mechanism in the prison had been smashed, there was no one left behind him who could still stand and speak; all the guards who fought alongside him were dragged into the conduit due to injuries, with Xi Ge Wen providing centralized treatment.

The moment the words finished, a rapid scurrying sound rang from within the conduit; Xi Ge Wen arrived with her medical kit and immediately spotted Lai O Si Li, seated among the wreckage, his body riddled with injuries.

"Duke, come down quickly; the wound can't be left unattended for long."

It was the first time Lai O Si Li saw the head nurse so anxious; a slightly relaxed smile tugged at his mouth. He looked up at the sky, recalling the sudden anti‑organic equation, and a tide of exhaustion surged through him.

"Come to think of it… a cup of hot tea right now would be perfect."

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The sky seemed ripped open by a blood‑splattered wound, oozing rust‑colored gore.

Countless mechanical beings fell from the heavens, crashing onto the ground, stirring up billowing dust and smoke. The massive mechanical behemoths also marched toward their end; the Emperor we followed had already died, and the anti‑organic equation ceased at this moment. One by one they seemed to have their spines pulled out, collapsing in a slow yet irreversible manner.

The empire is collapsing.

It was as if an invisible force shattered the entire world, the sound of the world's disintegration echoing through heaven and earth for a long time.

Xing tried to part the dense smoke before her.

She knew clearly that what crashed in the smoke was not merely a mechanical body, but a will, a belief… an entire empire. Xing could sense that vanished thing, as if feeling a lingering warmth still clinging to the wreckage.

The Emperor's glory once burned so fiercely; now the dead silence is equally bone‑chilling.

"The Emperor War ended just like that…?" Xing pinched her own cheek, feeling a surreal sensation.

"It's only that you're watching a brief moment within a simulated universe; the real Emperor War lasted for over a dozen Amber Eras, and historically this disaster is called the 'First Emperor War'… Xing, you understand what I mean, right?"

"Could there be a second one?" Xing's eyes widened instantly.

Hei Ta nodded: "Of course, but the second would be far in the future—Lu Po Te II… a disaster triggered by an organic life."

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Spirit cage.

"Good boy… that Lu Po Te really is hard‑lucked, coming back for another round?"

"Shan Da, listen carefully: Lu Po Te II is an organic lifeform." Bai Yue Kui said lightly, "He's probably also a member of the Genius Club, trying to follow Lu Po Te I's path, or rather… to fulfill his unfinished ambitions."

"It's not… how can these geniuses be so relentless? The devastation from an Emperor War and a border‑star trade war is comparable to the disaster brought by the Breeding Star God, and now a second time—are they really hating the universe's population?"

Shan Da scratched his head in bewilderment, truly unable to grasp these geniuses' mental loops. If you're smart, you just make some tech inventions, do some theoretical research, right? Why is it nonstop killing all the time?

That Bo Er Ka·Ka Ka Mu as well—originally thought she came from a theoretical background, but she directly performed a physical exorcism on Lu Po Te; the method was straightforward…

"Shan Da, these geniuses' pursuits are certainly different from ours; you can't impose your own thinking onto their minds." Xia Dou's body leaned over from the back seat, snatched a lollipop and popped it into his mouth, "They might be aiming for a grand outcome, and the destruction of organic life… is merely a necessary experimental step on the path to that result."

"I don't get it… anyway I feel the universe is more dangerous than our little corner." Shan Da waved his hand, "In my opinion, no matter the achievements or status, nothing beats a warm bed with wife and kids."

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It—Emperor Lu Po Te. Xing looked up at it… a colossal behemoth; she was only near its ankle, yet the sorrowful, bone‑piercing cold prevented her from getting closer. In the biting mist, the metal radiated a brilliance that no warfire could conceal.

Xing stared at it—

In an instant, she saw everything in the world scatter like birds and beasts. She watched it awaken, slumber, revive, then crash down with a roar—everything turned like the wheel of fate, rolling away, unretrievable. When the last speck of smoke settled on the ground, the third moment ended.