People in Yu-Gi-Oh! The hyper-converged audience is also integrated

Chapter 324 Nine Fires Transmigration
"don't want……"

A hoarse growl squeezed out of 0748's throat, and his body trembled.

Carl's finger, hovering over the remote control, paused, stopping the cutting. He looked at the experimental table in surprise. The countdown stopped at the last second, and the sound of the mechanical collar retracting abruptly ceased.

Bai Zhi stopped sobbing, smelled the reassuring scent, and slightly opened her eyes.

"That tone..." "It's my brother, it really is my brother!"

Once she confirmed this, her pent-up emotions finally erupted.

"My brother has woken up!"

"Wow! I knew you loved me!"

"I'm so cute, how could you bear to let me die?"

She cried even harder, her snot and tears covering 0748's face, and she kept rubbing her head against his chin.

Karl removed the neck ring, revealing only a faint red mark around the white paper's neck.

Bai remained unmoved by the scene, his gaze fixed on the soul waveform screen beside him. The pale blue light had already overshadowed the crimson, with the intensity of the light roughly 60/40, indicating that the control of consciousness had returned to 0748's hands.

"Prepare the soul energy converter."

Upon receiving the order, several assistants who had been waiting on the sidelines immediately sprang into action.

They pushed in a brand-new instrument, a half-body frame covered with thick pipes and metal clamps, with a ferocious appearance. It was an evil device invented by 0748 to dispose of discarded experimental subjects, which could forcibly extract the soul energy of living beings and convert it into pure energy.

In 0748's theory, the essence of the soul is a mass of electromagnetic waves enveloped in ether, and the main component of these electromagnetic waves is memory.

When a living being dies, its soul floats out. The Yi Na will escort this electromagnetic wave carrying memories to the underworld. This process will result in losses. The more Yi Na you have, the better the protection and the less loss.

The essence of a soul energy converter is to remove the yin energy that escorts the soul. After the yin energy is removed, the soul loses its protection and dissipates naturally, unable to go to the underworld, and dies completely.

"What... are you going to do..." 0748's consciousness was still somewhat hazy, but he recognized the thing he had built himself.

To be precise, it was the external consciousness that recognized this thing under the interference of 0748's memories.

He weakly rolled his eyes, his pupils contracting with fear.

That thing will shatter your soul!

On the waveform graph, the previously suppressed red dot began to flash wildly, bursting out with intense red light and violently impacting the blue dot representing 0748.

That foreign consciousness didn't want to die.

"He's going to fight back!" Bai Zhi screamed. "Brother, hold on!"

0748's body trembled violently, his jaw clenched, and veins bulged on his forehead.

The blue light flickered under the impact of the red light.

"This thing... will... also..."

0748 spoke haltingly, trying to say that the converter would destroy both souls, but he couldn't utter a single complete sentence.

The two souls have already merged, and once the converter is activated, the memories of both souls will be damaged.

But the score is currently 6-4. If both sides keep trading blows, the final score will be 2-0.

Kill a thousand enemies, lose eight hundred of your own; whoever has the stronger will will survive, even if they are left with a broken soul.

Carl directed his assistant to secure the converter frame to 0748, with cold metal calipers clamping onto his head and chest.

"It seems neither of them wants to be used as a battery."

"Start," Bai coldly uttered.

The instrument started immediately, and several probes popped out from the inside of the frame, piercing 0748's temples and chest. The sharp pain made 0748 groan, and the blue light on the waveform suddenly dimmed.

The red light seized the opportunity to completely engulf the blue light.

"Brother!" Bai Zhi's heart jumped into her throat.

Just then, a "buzz" was heard, and the converter officially began to extract.

On the screen, two red and blue dots were grabbed by an invisible hand, and the light was forcibly pulled out from the core, turning into a stream of blue energy that was absorbed into the converter.

"Aaaaah—!" A shrill scream rang out again, seemingly from some unknown source.

The red dot struggled violently but could not break free and was gradually pulled away.

"Hang in there, brother! He's about to be worn down!" Bai Zhi cheered from the sidelines.

"No..." 0748 managed a hoarse growl.

Bai stared intently at the intensely conflicting points of light on the soul waveform diagram, frowned, and said, "Increase the power."

“This…” Karl glanced at the vital signs on the instrument that were nearing the red line and hesitated for a moment.

"Execute the order." Bai's voice was devoid of any warmth.

Carl pursed his lips and turned the power knob.

"Ugh—!"

The buzzer from the converter suddenly became shrill, and 0748's roar rose in tandem. His body convulsed wildly on the operating table, and the metal handcuffs left deep red welts on his wrists.

"Hey! That's too much!" Bai Zhi's voice completely changed as she screamed, "If you keep pulling like that, my brother will become brain-dead!"

"Keep increasing the power, up to the limit." Bai ignored her protests.

“The power is already seventy percent; adding any more will burn out his central nervous system!” Karl couldn’t help but say.

Bai stared at the screen: "The two consciousnesses are about to merge, so we must increase the power to separate them."

Upon hearing this, Karl shut his mouth, shrugged, and silently pushed the power to its limit.

The equipment groaned under the strain.

"what--!"

0748's eyes instantly turned bloodshot and then completely red. A roar that blended two different voices erupted from the depths of his throat, carrying a majesty and rage that did not belong to a demon king.

"You want to kill me!!!"

boom--!
An invisible shock suddenly exploded from the operating table, the laboratory lights flickered wildly, and glassware emitted a whirring sound as if it were about to shatter.

Several assistants were so shocked that they staggered backward. Bai instinctively raised his hand to protect his head, and Karl also felt a pang of fear.

Everyone lowered their hands in shock, speechless at the sight before them.

Twelve eerie ghost flames erupted from 0748's body, hovering around him. Nine were a chilling blue, and three were pure black that devoured light. They burned silently, emanating an aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Using all nine fires—?!" The white paper seemed to have been choked. "You robber! You stole our bodies, and now you've stolen our ultimate move?!"

"What kind of ultimate move is this?!" Karl frowned and shouted at the white paper, "What on earth is this thing?"

"No time to explain! He's trying to run away!" Bai Zhi shouted frantically. "Quick, beat him to death! Drain him dry while you can! That bastard!"

Bai stared intently at the distorting, fading dot of light on the screen, and slowly uttered a few words: "It's too late."

"You can't kill me—!!!" 0748 roared one last time, and a blue ghost fire suddenly went out, turning into black fire.

The excruciating pain and the feeling of being bound disappeared, and the sharp buzzing and screams in my ears also fell silent.

In the new Spiritual Calendar year 586, Angel's Tears was released for one quarter.

0748 suddenly opened his eyes, breathing rapidly.

He was shocked to find himself no longer lying on a cold operating table, but sitting at an impressive oval conference table, wearing a white coat, surrounded by familiar faces such as Bai, Adler, Karl, and Lilith.

"Brother, what are you spacing out for?"

The crisp sound of white paper ringing in my ears carried a hint of playful complaint.

"Are you making too much money? You can hardly believe your eyes."

"Hmph, we only need to make a slight move to push them to their limit for a lifetime."

"Uh, um." 0748 responded subconsciously, his gaze falling on the document in his hand.

It was a beautifully bound financial statement titled "Angel's Tears - First Quarter Profit Report," with the net profit figure at the bottom being 2.53 million.

A single dose of medicine that costs less than 10,000 yuan is being sold for 150,000 yuan, and it is still in short supply.

He looked up and saw that everyone in the conference room was looking at him with a sincere, admiring smile.

"Dr. Li, congratulations, congratulations."

Even the stubborn old man Aled, who had always disliked him, was now sullen and dared not meet his gaze.

The whole world is so perfect, so perfect that it makes people uneasy.

"Why is Dr. Li so quiet today?" Bai teased 0748.

"Shouldn't you jump around and show your true colors?"

That fearless, taboo scientist has finally achieved astonishing results, and he doesn't even bother to brag about it?

"It's nothing," 0748, or rather Dr. Li, said with an awkward laugh, "I didn't sleep well last night, so I'm not feeling well."

"Did you really not sleep well?" Bai Zhi asked with a mix of doubt and guilt. "Okay, I won't blow your breath anymore."

Sleeping was indeed a problem for 0748. He couldn't sleep on his left side because he would press down on the white paper. If he slept on his right side, their faces would be pressed tightly together due to gravity, and by the end of the night, 0748's head would be numb from the pressure.

So you can only sleep flat on your back.

Sleep flat on your back, because the white paper is at the bottom, and when you breathe, your breath will blow on 0748's neck.

It's so itchy, really itchy.

"If you blow any more air, I'll cut you up." 0748 uttered this phrase as a conditioned reflex, a phrase he said every day.

The blank sheet of paper always reacted with, "That's so mean!"

"Uh." 0748 suddenly realized what was happening and asked in confusion, "Why are they calling me Dr. Li?"

“Oh—my silly brother,” the white paper exclaimed, “you really aren’t awake.”

"You've forgotten so quickly? When Bai Jian'an asked you your name, you said it was 0748. She thought it was strange to be called by a number."

"Then she suggested that you choose a name yourself, since the numbered people have no fathers or mothers, so it's no big deal for them to choose their own name."

"As a result, my stupid brother could only come up with a surname after thinking for a long time, and he couldn't come up with a given name after thinking for a long time. Bai Jian'an was amused by your stupidity and finally just called you Dr. Li."

"The nickname was personally given by the goddess, and someone was secretly delighted and grinned like an idiot for three days."

"Dr. Li, it really sounds nice." Dr. Li nodded and murmured to himself.

Just as the meeting room was filled with peace and tranquility, the heavy iron door was suddenly pushed open without warning, making a dull thud.

Upon hearing the sound, everyone looked over, and the smiles on their faces instantly froze.

A man in a suit and tie stood at the door, his hair neatly combed, a professional smile on his face. He held a data terminal in his hand, like an envoy announcing the final judgment.

"Wow, what a rare guest," Karl muttered, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms.

The person who came was a representative of the alliance; in layman's terms, he was an eunuch conveying the emperor's decree.

Before the alliance representative could speak, everyone on the conference table except Dr. Li simultaneously emitted a soft notification sound from their terminals.

Bai, Adler, and the others subconsciously looked down, and the title that popped up on the screen made their hearts sink.

"Latest Report from the Five-Party Alliance Meeting Regarding Restrictions on the Sale of Angel's Tears." This is not a discussion, but a report.

The resolution has been passed.

As everyone read the report, their pupils trembled uncontrollably.

The alliance representative cleared his throat and began reading the contents of the notice in a flat tone: "Because the appearance of Angel's Tears Potion has seriously disrupted the existing balance of social resources, the five parties of the alliance have voted to restrict its sale, effective immediately, and the market price of a single vial shall not be lower than one gram of negative cube crystal."

"Disrupt the social balance?" Bai was unusually angered. "What do you mean by disrupting the social balance!"

"Why weren't we notified of the meeting?!" Adler roared.

"The resolution has received fifty-one votes in favor, exceeding half, and is now in effect..." The alliance representative anticipated their reaction and mechanically repeated the prepared statement.

But before he could finish speaking, a dark figure suddenly jumped up from his seat.

Everyone only saw a blur before their eyes, and the alliance representative who was still reading the script was suddenly lifted off the ground, his neck being gripped by one hand and he was pressed firmly against the cold wall. His terminal fell to the ground with a thud.

The representative's face turned a deep purplish-red, and his legs kicked weakly in mid-air.

"What do you mean?" Dr. Li asked coldly, his eyes glazed over. "Angel's Tears is priced at one gram of negative cubic crystal. What does that mean?"

The meeting room was deathly silent, except for the gurgling sounds coming from the representative's throat.

"Do you know what one gram of negative cubic crystal means?!" Dr. Li tightened his grip, the veins on the back of his hand bulging, and the Alliance representative, who was being pinched, let out a muffled howl.

One gram of negative cubic crystal can provide heating for a small tribe for a month, can sustain an ordinary desert family for a lifetime, and can grant a deserter citizenship.

"Besides the rich, who can afford it!"

He spoke haltingly, his voice growing increasingly hoarse, filled with a fury no one had ever seen before.

"Calm down!" Adler and several assistants rushed forward, trying to pull him away.

"Dr. Li! He's just a messenger!"

"Strangling him won't do any good!"

Bai remained motionless, his gaze suppressing his anger.

Carl sighed, looked at the notification on the terminal, and chuckled to himself, "Looks like we've encroached on someone else's interests."

"It's fine if the price is higher, we'll still make a profit anyway."

"The poor don't deserve to turn their lives around."

Science has once again given way to politics.

"Go back and tell them, 'We've received the notification.'" Bai said in a low voice.

"Hey!" Upon hearing this words of surrender, Dr. Li released his grip on the alliance representative and abruptly turned to look at Bai. "You're just going to admit defeat like that?"

He really wanted to give Bai a good scolding, but when he saw Bai's expression, his cursing stopped abruptly.

This was the first time he had seen Bai with this expression in the years he had been at the research center.

Everyone expresses anger differently. Dr. Li expresses it very directly, and if he can't stand something, he'll hit it. Others, however, suppress their anger, which then ignites into a spark.

But Dr. Li was furious. He held back his anger and roared at Bai, "You're a fucking coward!"

"Boom—" In a parallel universe, 0748 lay on the operating table, and another blue ghost fire around him extinguished, turning into black fire.

The year 601 of the New Spiritual Calendar marks the beginning of the Seventh Age.

Time and space traveled again, and he was no longer in the conference room, but in his forbidden laboratory. Several old acquaintances were around him, but Karl was no longer there, and the stubborn old man Aled had become a cyborg.

"You're a fucking coward!"

Dr. Li shouted those words at Bai again. By this time, the two had known each other for sixteen years.

“Yes, I am a coward.” Bai did not refute, but said indifferently, “I dare not fight against the god you speak of.”

"You said we're living in a cage sent down by a god, that our technology will be stuck at the seventh generation, and that I should give up my current job and work with you to figure out how to break out of this cage."

"I can not do it."

"Are you really stupid or just pretending!" Dr. Li suppressed his anger; he was the only one in the entire research center who wouldn't give anyone face. "Can't you see this diagram?"

"Can't you understand high-energy acetylene beams?!"

"These are the bars of the cage! The evolution of the Intelligent Chain Space has its limits!"

"Evolution is infinite!" Bai roared back, a rare occurrence.

The two were locked in a fierce confrontation, and no one else dared to utter a sound.

“Even if there really is a cage, the wisdom of those who come in the future will surely allow them to break through it,” Bai said softly, calming himself down.

"The significance of my existence is to lay the foundation for those who come after me."

At the beginning of the Seventh Age, human technology was still in the fifth generation, which could not verify Dr. Li's prophecy that humanity would be stuck in the seventh generation.

Technological leaps cannot be accomplished in a day or two.

"Don't you understand? This isn't an ordinary blockade!" Dr. Li said in a deep voice. "It's a damned god, the will of a planet!"

He really didn't know how to describe the terror of the high-energy nitro bundle, so he could only use some rather metaphysical terms, such as 'god' or 'planetary will'.

“I don’t understand,” Bai Moran replied. “What does it matter if there’s a cage? Can’t we just live in the present?”

"There is hope for the future."

"I—" Dr. Li pointed at Bai, laughing in anger, but because of his poor Chinese language skills, he couldn't come up with any fancy curses.

All he could do was point at the person in front of him, trembling, and keep cursing, "Coward, coward!"

This was the first time he had tried to invite someone to discuss important matters, only to be rejected so thoroughly.

"You're a fucking coward!"

Despite knowing each other for over a decade, the two still haven't reached an agreement on their ideals and beliefs.

"Boom—" In a parallel universe, 0748 lay on the operating table. Only a breath had passed. Another blue ghost flame extinguished, turning into black flame.

In the year 625 of the New Spiritual Calendar, the world's technology successfully advanced to the sixth generation.

The whole world is jubilant, and both the desolate people and ordinary citizens are enjoying the benefits brought by technological development.

Inside the forbidden experiment, Dr. Li had just taken a short break and was about to eat some sunflower seeds and scroll through some short videos when he found that nine out of ten of them were filled with laughter and praise for Bai, calling him the greatest scientist in history.

"cut."

Dr. Li spat out a disdainful remark.

"Hmph, what's with all the arrogance!" Bai Zhi chimed in with condemnation. "He's got all the good reputation!"

"You don't even show your face, yet you blame me for stealing your fame." A familiar voice came from behind.

Bai Zhi's voice suddenly froze, and he looked embarrassed.

"Hey, hey, hey." Dr. Li recognized who it was without even turning his head. "Don't you need to make an appointment before entering the lab?"

"At least knock on the door, don't you know any manners?"

"Compared to Dr. Li, I am indeed not polite enough." Bai leaned against the operating table and looked around. "You've been here for forty years. Aren't you tired of it? Don't you want to go out for a walk?"

“What difference does it make where we go?” Dr. Li spat out a sunflower seed shell. “We’re all in cages anyway.”

"Spit it out, what's the plan?"

This man wouldn't come over to chat with him late at night.

“You’re right,” Bai suddenly said, his tone heavy.

Dr. Li paused slightly, stopping his snacking on sunflower seeds, and the white paper froze in shock.

This was the first time in forty years that this man had said something like this.

He was so flustered that he didn't know how to respond.

Bai paused, looked up at the culture tank beside him, and stared at the numbered people inside. His tone was complicated: "We will indeed get stuck at the seventh generation."

Upon hearing this, Dr. Li suddenly became excited and started making exaggerated, offensive remarks.

"Oh my, I finally believe you."

"I told you this twenty years ago, and not one of you believed me."

"Oh, so you have to work hard for twenty years, you have to try hard before you know despair, right?"

“Yes.” Bai said calmly. Having known Dr. Li for forty years, he could predict every word he would say. “That’s how humans are. They have to try before they know despair.”

"late!"

"not late."

Dr. Li turned to look at Bai behind him, his expression turning serious: "How many more years do you have left to live?"

"If we're lucky, it'll take thirty or forty years," Bai sighed softly, a smile playing on his lips.

"Ha, what can you do in thirty or forty years?"

"I can do this."

Bai tossed a tablet to Dr. Li with a flick of his wrist.

Dr. Li took the tablet, swiped her finger across the screen, and tapped the only shortcut icon on the desktop.

“Metaverse?” he uttered the unfamiliar term, his eyebrows furrowing with a scrutinizing look. “What kind of trendy stuff is this?”

He usually only focuses on biochemistry and has no interest in these abstract concepts.

The white paper also came over to look, its face full of curiosity.

Dr. Li flipped through the pages: the project proposal, structural diagrams, and densely packed equations. He immediately spotted the familiar equation for transmitting consciousness—a result of his early research.

"Heh, they copied all my stuff." He chuckled, about to make a sarcastic remark, but his fingers stopped.

Uploading consciousness is only the first step.

What follows is a world architecture, social model, resource algorithm, energy cycle... This is not an entertainment program at all; it's a document—

A Civilization Migration Plan!

Dr. Li's breathing stopped for a moment.

The completeness of this plan far exceeds his initial casual suggestion of "breaking the cage," and it is a complete plan following his initial "breaking the cage."

This is no joke; it's blueprint files that are thousands of terabytes in size.

"you"

"You're serious!"

The mockery and disdain on Dr. Li's face gradually faded, leaving only solemnity as he looked at Bai.

"Humanity, if there is a second home." Bai Wei looked up slightly, her gaze falling on the cold ceiling of the laboratory. Her voice was soft, yet clear as if it had traveled through time.

"This is my home now."

"Whether it is or not, it doesn't matter anymore."

(End of this chapter)