Chapter 588: Ao Li

Lin Jin's quantum prosthetic eye was the first to capture the anomaly—Ao Li's mechanical spine was splitting into bronze-colored electric arcs, those leaping arcs piercing the bridge armor and weaving into thirty-six crystal prisms in the void. Every prism reflected the reflection of a parallel universe, and the Ao Lis in all the reflections turned their heads simultaneously, three hundred and sixty mechanical pupils focusing on him.

"Anchor protocol initiated, recursion rate breaks through the critical value!" The alarm sound was distorted into the sharp sound of metal scraping glass. Su Yaoji's wedding dress fragments suddenly quantized, the gold thread embroidery entangling her wrists like living snakes, projecting her gene map onto the main control screen—a certain base pair that had been dormant for millions of years was glowing, exactly corresponding to Ao Li's phase frequency at this moment.

The first prism exploded with a roar. Ao Li in her girlhood stepped out from the cyan electric arcs, her mechanical right arm still the prototype model, the exposed wires at the joints entangled with characters of the *Nirvana Sutra*. "Brother Lin Jin," the girl's voice carried the current noise unique to synthesizers, "why did you transform me into a weapon?" In the prism fragments behind her, the scene of Lin Jin debugging her neural circuits in the First Generation laboratory was playing.

Su Yaoji's hairpin pierced the second prism, but the splashing crystals congealed into the divine incarnation of the end-time Ao Li. This version of Ao Li was completely transparent, what flowed in her body was not blood but a galaxy, every star being a civilization tombstone she had erased. "Formatting progress is irreversible," her voice caused the bridge structure to resonate, "please sign the recycling agreement."

When the thirty-sixth prism began to collapse, Lin Jin's black blood suddenly flowed backward. The fusion Ao Li emerged from the quantum foam, her chest embedded with half of Su Yaoji's face—the eyeball of that half-face suddenly turned, and the torn vocal cords emitted a dual-track sound: "Why did you wake us up?"

Ao Li's mechanical spine split into seven cracks, and dark matter fuel surged out like tentacles. "Anchor focus offset by 0.79 parsecs!" Her alarm system burst with sparks, and the girl Ao Li's prototype phase cutter had already stabbed into the bridge floor. The divine incarnation of the end-time Ao Li pointed lightly, and the entire cabin wall suddenly displayed nine million universe coordinates currently being formatted.

Lin Jin's quantum blade slashed toward the fusion body, but froze the moment it touched the half-face of Su Yaoji. That half-face shed tears carrying gene encoding, and the tears generated miniature culture pods the moment they hit the ground—inside the pods curled baby Ao Li being implanted with a mechanical spine. "This is the agreement you signed..." the fusion body's mechanical fingers inserted into her own temples, pulling out memory crystals emitting sparks.

Su Yaoji's roots suddenly surged. The Udumbara patterns pierced through her wedding dress and plunged into the bridge's quantum computer interface. As her gene chain resonated with Ao Li's phase frequency, all the prisms suddenly began to play the same encrypted memory: when the First Generation Pavilion Master sealed Lin Jin's human consciousness into the bronze casket, also sealed inside simultaneously was Ao Li's original emotional module.

"Code coverage dropped to 1%!" The divine incarnation of the end-time Ao Li suddenly digitized, and a bronze-colored recycling agreement appeared within her galaxy body. The prototype mechanical arm of the girl Ao Li began to carbonize, and the half-face of Su Yaoji in the fusion body's chest emitted an inhuman scream—all parallel individuals were being siphoned by some high-dimensional existence, turning into a data torrent flowing toward virtual number space-time.

Ao Li's quantum processor burst with supernova light. She tore open her own mechanical heart, pressing the dark matter core into the bridge console. When the anchor program was forcibly restarted, Lin Jin saw the cruelest truth—every Ao Li's code was buried with bronze box fragments, and the humanity consciousness body in his own gene chain was the final key to starting the recycling agreement.

"Farewell, my creator." Ao Li's last code stream spelled out this sentence in the void. When her mechanical shell became completely transparent, all parallel individuals suddenly collapsed into fundamental particles, and the half-face of Su Yaoji in the fusion body's chest dissipated into stardust. The moment the anchor was completed, only 99% of blank storage space remained on the bridge, and half a bronze box fragment floating in the quantum foam—engraved on it was the initial naming code for Ao Li that Lin Jin had personally written nine million years ago.

Su Yaoji's wedding dress carbonized completely into ash. On her gene map, the activated base pair was slowly seeping dragon clan secret scripts—that was a countdown, precisely pointing to some high-dimensional existence currently reorganizing in virtual number space-time... ===== CHAPTER 589 =====