Chapter 315: Anchor Point

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Without a second thought, Zhao Zijing rejected it outright.

Setting aside the fact that Dr. Noah, under the control of a planet-level supernatural entity, had once annihilated seven billion humans—his KDA far exceeded Queen Victoria's, and his reputation value had nowhere left to fall,

who could guarantee that his current thoughts belonged to himself, rather than yet another brainwashing by the supernatural entity?

When the time came and the Space Engine activated, hurling an asteroid the size of Australia at Earth, or attracting planet-level entities to the solar system—

probably only a handful of lv40s, and the humans sheltered by lv40s, would survive.

As her thoughts churned, Zhao Zijing had already shifted her intent into her backpack column, selecting the most powerful item, preparing to blow up Gao Ta—even if she died out here, she could not bear the guilt of aiding internal strife—ahem, the crime of aiding the annihilation of human civilization.

"Don't rush."

A palm gently pressed onto Zhao Zijing's shoulder, and Li Cheng said with a faint smile: "Let him finish first."

"I know I deliberately concealed many things, but please believe me—I want to rewrite the fate of human civilization's destruction more than anyone."

From inside the spider robot came Noah's calm voice: "Seven billion compatriots died in the catastrophe, the brilliant crystallization accumulated over tens of thousands of years of human civilization turned to nothing, the people I knew, was familiar with, was close to—one by one turned into aberrant monsters.

My arrogance and ignorance led to all of this. Even if I were cast into hell forever to endure endless punishment, it could not wash away my sin.

The only thing I can do is try my best to make amends.

On the 110th floor of this Gao Ta, I hid away every ordinary person, every Qin Shi Huang I could find after the catastrophe began, and even the youths from your Earth whom I encountered these past two days.

The fully modified Space Engine possesses a certain cross-dimensional function.

If we treat a complete dimension as a giant spider web, then every person within that dimension is connected by a thread tied to the main web.

I used the technology of 【Wanwei Phantom】 to lure youths from Universe A—that is, your universe—into this Universe B, and set them as anchor points,

then used Gao Ta to sever the dimensional threads from the beings of Universe B, so that I could exploit the moment when players complete the mission and return to Universe A

to teleport Gao Ta, together with the Universe B beings inside it (that is, the civilization survivors), to your planet. Completing a cross-dimensional escape.

This is the true meaning of the mission name 【Anchor Point Connection】."

"."

Zhao Zijing's pupils trembled violently—shaken both by Noah's boldness and daring, and by his madness.

"So,"

She took several deep breaths, barely steadying her emotions: "You put on this whole grand show, crossing an entire dimension, just to smuggle your few hundred or thousand 'compatriots' to my planet?"

If you're sick, take more medicine. Really.

"I know this is utterly insane, but if I want to atone, this is almost the only way."

Dr. Noah said bitterly: "The Space Engine is a scam, and without a suitable planet, even the most perfect space station self-circulation technology can hardly sustain a human civilization of several thousand people.

Even if I followed the original plan and used Gao Ta as a space station, teleporting it to outer space, within a few dozen or hundred years humanity would still be completely wiped out.

But you are different. Your planet can continuously generate players, and connects directly to the Killing Ground entity—it is the true 'Prime Universe.'

Even if all my compatriots were exiled to a small island, or placed in a space station, it would still be better than waiting to die in this hopeless world."

"."

Li Cheng smacked his lips and asked: "Is what you're doing even meaningful? Historically, your planet shares the same worldview with the myriad other worlds.

Genetically, your surviving compatriots are no different from humans of other worlds.

You already have a complete set of player qualifications in hand. You could completely cast aside the past,

activate your clone replica, use consciousness-transfer technology to borrow a corpse to return to life, kill your already mutated original body, and as a player go survive and live in other worlds—continuing to use your outstanding mind to become a respected top-tier scientist.

Player qualifications mean infinite possibilities, mean you can bear no responsibility at all.

With your technical level, you could even casually create identical original family and friends to maintain your own mental health." "Responsibility can be light, or it can be heavy."

Noah's voice once again returned to calm: "For me, this matter having meaning is enough."

He had already laid out all his plans, hiding nothing further from the two players, and said frankly: "Our deal still stands.

Because cross-dimensional technology also requires 'equivalent exchange,'

during teleportation the excess threads of Dimension B must be severed, and I happen to be the person most deeply connected within Dimension B.

Kill me, and the engine can be activated."

The flesh layer covering the engine room writhed, slowly surfacing a bloated, twisted, hideous face.

The face was covered with scars from cutting and self-healing—hard to imagine how many times Noah had attempted, during this period, to kill himself without damaging the engine.

"."

Zhao Zijing fell into an unprecedented silence. After thinking for a long while, she suddenly raised her head, a gasoline-barrel-shaped large bomb instantly appearing in her hand: "Sorry."

As a dual operative of the Mobile Task Force and the GOC, before entering the mission, the order she received was to rescue, by any means possible, the ordinary Earth people trapped in another world.

Not a single word, not a single line, not a single piece of content missed—take a good look!

But after learning the true truth of this world, her final mission automatically adjusted to: protect the Earth of the real world.

Noah's plan carried far, far too great a risk. Zhao Zijing absolutely could not, for some ethereal reward or sense of justice, place her own Earth in danger.

She would rather blow up the entire Gao Ta, abandon all the ordinary people trapped in another world, let them all die, than let the risk linger in any form.

If necessary, Zhao Zijing would likewise abandon her own life.

Her finger, with the speed of lightning, pressed toward the bomb's activation button.

But Li Cheng's movement was faster than hers.

*Slap. *

A palm long prepared directly pressed onto the top of Zhao Zijing's head. The 【Brain Entropy Drain】 skill activated instantly, plunging her into a dazed trance, and the finger pressing toward the bomb slid away along with it.

"Sorry."

Li Cheng injected several doses of anesthetic and muscle relaxant into Zhao Zijing's neck, gently laid her and the gasoline-barrel bomb down, then rose and looked toward the spider robot.

The robot's electronic eyes flashed red, and it said sincerely: "Thank you."

"Don't thank me. I'm only doing this to achieve my own purpose. Same as you—rescuing those people I still care about in my identity as a human."

Li Cheng said casually, striding through the corridor, leaping down from the covered bridge, and looking down from above at that twisted, heavily scarred, massive face. "Ready?"

"Please, go ahead."

"Good."

Li Cheng bent forward, and his seemingly light fists fell evenly like raindrops upon the human who had once been called Noah.

Then, 【Qi Condensing Internal Detonation】, activated.

(End of chapter)