Please destroy the main timeline.

Chapter 295 Tonight

Mo Yu found two hidden metal collars under the bed and painstakingly put them on the two rabbit girls.

Initiate mediation mode.

The two rabbit girls regained their senses.

Mo Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

saved……

too frightening.

Fortunately, Amya provided us with high-tech gadgets.

Two girls tidy up the messy room.

Mo Yu checked the panel, and it had been 5 days since the upgrade, but the panel was still loading.

In this derivative timeline, all three attributes were maxed out. Capturing Amy gave me 1 ability point, so I now have 3 attribute points and 7 skill points left, but there's not much I can do with them for the time being.

I wonder what Amya's Pokédex entry will contain.

Mo Yu was even more curious about what new features would be available after the panel was upgraded.

We'll have to wait and see.

The three of them walked out of the room.

We were met head-on by a huge black tornado.

Ok.

It's a tornado.

It was black, about 1 meter in diameter and no more than 2 meters tall, and it was wriggling in the corridor.

Alice and Govia asked in confusion, "What is this?"

Mo Yu: "Nanomechanical group".

He's familiar with this thing.

Mo Yu called out, "Amya, come out."

"You three, you're going way too far!" Amy's voice came from the loudspeaker.

Alice and Govia were a little embarrassed.

Mo Yu asked, "Where are you?"

Amya: "Sector A lounge."

After a while.

In the lounge.

Amy sat relaxed on the sofa, holding a cup of coffee in her hand, her little feet on the table, exuding a sense of ease.

They had absolutely no awareness of being prisoners of war.

Mo Yu sat down next to Amya and picked up the little girl, placing her on his lap.

He originally intended to put some pressure on the little girl.

but……

Amya leaned against him in a relaxed position, adjusting herself to a comfortable posture, and even took his hand and placed it on her lap.

If they don't resist, then so be it.

What's the meaning behind being so proactive?
Mo Yu: "You...you're really relaxed."

"Otherwise what? What can I do now? Would resisting make you more excited?" Amy retorted.

This little girl is straightforward and doesn't beat around the bush at all.

While Mo Yu was still organizing her thoughts, Amyya took out a remote control and pressed it, causing the projector in the room to extend and project the image.

Amy started rambling, "Was this crappy little website cobbled together from garbage?"

"This main structure is completely unscientific. The size and strength of the central turntable are unreasonable. It is molded as a single piece. This kind of structure cannot be launched into space from the ground at all. I really don't know how this thing ended up in this position."

"Many structures inside the space station have exceeded their service life and have already shown serious structural deformation. How could you dare to live in such a dilapidated building?"

"The defense system is a joke, it's practically nonexistent. Don't they know how dangerous the universe is? A gamma-ray burst or a meteor shower could destroy the entire space station."

Mo Yu: "Did you look at the space station's historical records?"

Amya: "No, the main control room isn't open to me. I can only see the structure of the space station."

Mo Yu felt ashamed. Amya was right.

If things proceeded normally along the timeline, the space station would indeed have become cosmic debris after the gamma-ray burst and meteor shower.

Amy pressed the remote control, and a complex design diagram appeared: "Hey~ this is a brand new spaceship design for you based on the current situation, as well as the space station's resources and technological level."

"These are the tool design drawings. We need to start by making the tools, but resources may be a bit tight."

"These are the disassembly steps. Let's take this old thing apart first..."

Amy continued her rambling, dumping a complete space station reconstruction process on Moyu.

The plan is very detailed.

Dozens of pages of text and drawings.

Mo Yu was completely bewildered. He hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, wait a minute. You're accepting this way too quickly! I haven't even said anything yet, and you've already started working for the space station?"

Amya put her hands on her hips and said, "You brought me back just so you could make me do this, right? Besides, this crappy little station is too unsafe. We need to rebuild it quickly so we don't get hit by a meteorite while we're sleeping... What's with that expression?"

Mo Yu rubbed his temples, recalling the terrible incident, and sighed, "I was indeed hit by a meteorite while I was sleeping..."

Amya shrugged and said, "Ha, this space station is like a dilapidated building built on the edge of a cliff. If any piece of wood breaks, it could fall off."

Mo Yu nodded and looked down at the little girl in his arms.

Amya saw through his confusion and took the initiative to explain, "Anyway, I'm already defeated by you, so I'll follow you from now on. You're the boss, I'll just focus on scientific research and logistics management."

Mo Yu: "..."

He was also thinking about how to persuade Amya to work for him willingly, as her abilities were very important, and the knowledge stored in her mind alone was extremely valuable.

Before they even exerted any force, the opponent had already surrendered.

Mo Yu felt a sense of powerlessness, like he was about to jump but then slipped. After a moment's hesitation, he began to address the issue of treatment and rules: "You..."

Amya quickly replied, "If you treat me well and do my body research, I'll work hard for you. I can accept anything risqué, since you definitely won't skimp on it."

Mo Yu covered her face.

This little girl is so straightforward and decisive.

Amy nestled in his arms, reaching out her little hand to grasp his right hand, and said, "It feels pretty good here. We can time travel. Paradise Island has been destroyed by the Star Worms. No matter where I go, I have to start all over again. Being the boss is a lot of trouble. From now on, I'll just focus on doing the work, and you hold up the sky if it falls... Why aren't you saying anything?"

Mo Yu: "Do I have a chance to interrupt?"

Amya: "Tonight, please."

Mo Yu: "???"

Amya doesn't dwell on things or engage in internal conflicts; she's someone who accepts whatever comes her way.

Both parties reached a consensus.

Mo Yu focused her attention on the design drawings. It was a spaceship, not a space station, and its size was less than one-tenth of the original.

"This has shrunk considerably."

“We don’t have enough rare metals, and we don’t need such a large spaceship. Speaking of which, there’s something else very important: you can’t bring people to the main timeline anymore.”

Amya issued a warning.

Mo Yu asked in confusion, "Why?"

“Souls in derivative timelines have special markings. Even if they reach the main timeline, they do not belong to this spacetime. Any action they take will cause ripples in spacetime.”

Amya offered an explanation, jumping down and picking up a prop from the sofa that resembled a tuning fork:
"Take a look at the testing device I just finished."

Amy reminded him, and at the same time started the tool in her hand. The tuning fork began to vibrate, emitting a low buzzing sound.

then.

Nothing happened.

Amya: "Huh?! This doesn't make sense! There should be spacetime ripples!"

Mo Yu stroked his chin, as if he had thought of something, and immediately said, "Beta, call Anna over."

The maid arrived quickly and asked respectfully, "Station Master, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Come and sit down," Mo Yu said, and Anna sat down next to him.

Amya restarted the tuning fork.

This time, it was clear that ripples were forming in concentric circles centered on Anna.

Amya exclaimed excitedly, "That's it! This is the spacetime ripple. Souls carry the time imprint of the void. If this is not right, it will cause misalignment and leave traces. My time theory is correct. When these traces accumulate to a certain extent, they will trigger a range correction."

(End of this chapter)