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A crimson light rose from the Mantle Rift as the First Generation Xing Tian Mecha broke through the ground, causing all debris within a hundred meters to float in the air—this was a localized gravitational collapse triggered by the antimatter engine.
Mo Yan squinted, his mind racing at the sight before him. His pupils erupted with Quantum patterns. The moment the mecha's Nerve Bundle pierced his spine, 4.6 billion years of geological memories surged into his nerves like a tsunami.
The magma of Zhendanjiy flowed, Cambrian trilobite swarms swarmed, and Jurassic mechanical dinosaurs roared… These memories were forged into combat instincts. He leaped onto the shoulder armor of Xing Tian - Type I and saw the core of the Silver Nerve Jellyfish flickering with a familiar frequency; it was the long-lost Star Language Resonance.
It was also the Black Hole Experiment Code he had personally written in his past life, but now it had become the prelude to the Reaper's slaughter. "You bunch of code-stealing scoundrels!" he roared as he swung the mecha's massive arm.
Xing Tian's fist collided with the Tentacles, and Silicon-Based Venom etched a Starry Sky Pattern on the surface of the Armor. A Data Torrent flashed across Mo Yan's retina:
1. Attack trajectory prediction module activated;
2. Energy threshold analyzer calibrated;
3. Enemy identification code is being decrypted.
Mo Yan focused on the code being violently decrypted at a rate of one hundred thousand times per second… Chronicle Forge was forging the entire history of Earth into a weapon. "Detected primary Mechanical Spirit Antibody." The system's holographic display exploded before him.
Mo Yan smirked; what had felt like a desperate fight now seemed incredibly easy. The Tentacles of the Silver Nerve Jellyfish suddenly stiffened, and its core frequency experienced a 0.3-second disturbance—this was the first sign of weakness from the Reaper.
In that moment of distraction, another Tentacle pierced through his Particle Shield, and excruciating pain erupted from his right shoulder. The Silicon-Based virus began to erode the mecha through the wound but halted abruptly upon contact with Xing Tian's core.
"Hmm?" He grinned as he tore off the Tentacle, "So you’re afraid of this too?" The remaining Liquid Metal vaporized in mid-air, and the Melting Furnace on Xing Tian Mecha's chest lit up with Reverse Entropy and a radiant glow.
Mo Yan gasped as he knelt in the cockpit, Silicon-Based Blood dripping from his mouth and etching strange mechanical totems into the ground. This was the awakening mark of the Mechanical Spirit Antibody; he ripped open his Combat Suit and discovered circuit board patterns emerging on his chest skin, pulsating like a living tattoo with each heartbeat.
"Warning! User's Silicon-Based Process accelerated to 17%." The system's alert tone was cold and piercing.
Mo Yan recalled the prophecy he had heard three days ago at Sky Pillar Sanctuary. Leaning against the rust-stained vending machine, Ye Ling had crumpled a beer can with her mechanical prosthetic and said, "Chronicle Forge is Pandora's Box; the price to activate it is to become a sacrifice of the Mechanical Divine Kingdom."
At that time, he had scoffed at her words, but now, staring at the Silicon-Based Blood flowing in his palm, he suddenly laughed out loud.
Cheers erupted from the survivors in the distance. The first ray of Reverse Entropy Hong Guang rose from the ruins of Jingxin City, a product of Quantum Energy refined from helium-3 found in Moon Debris.
Mo Yan submerged the Xingtian Mecha into the Mantle Rift and turned towards the darkness of the Skeletal Basin. Cambrian Steel Bone, Jurassic Fuel, Zhendan Forge—these components needed to be gathered to forge the ultimate weapon against the Reaper.
The night breeze swept through the ruins, lifting a yellowed newspaper. The headline was barely legible in the moonlight: "Famous Physicist Mo Yan Missing in Black Hole Experiment."
He stepped over that old news, his boot crushing the remnants of his former name.
"Su E," he murmured, rubbing the mechanical brand on his chest as if touching a distant promise. "This time, it's my turn to save you."
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