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Long Ao's question caused a momentary pause in the atmosphere at the stone table.

Even the swaying lights and shadows on the three platforms stopped and became serious.

This is a question that every newcomer will ask, and must ask.

Chen Guan remained silent, adjusting to a more comfortable position, ready to listen to the story.

He didn't care what the Guiyuan Group wanted to do. As long as their goals didn't conflict with his efforts to revive his original self, or even if they could provide assistance, he would be the most loyal worker.

Beidou's gentle gaze swept over the two newlyweds, and his voice clearly entered Chen Guan's mind.

"Our philosophy is very simple."

"Live on."

This answer caused Long Ao's light and shadow to shift again, clearly quite different from the answer he had expected.

Beidou didn't give him a chance to ask further questions and continued to narrate in his calm tone.

"This world is sick, with an incurable and ever-spreading terminal illness. Everything we do is not to cure it, because that's impossible. We are only delaying its death and preserving as much of its healthy parts as possible."

"Preserve it until, in the future, a cure is found."

He paused for a moment, seemingly giving the newcomer time to process the information.

"For example, the Great Wall and the Superpower Association are like doctors of the world. They use mild medicine to try to maintain a superficial peace and tell everyone that everything is fine. But we are the cleaners, or rather, the surgeons."

"When a part becomes completely diseased, we will not hesitate to remove it in order to prevent the cancer cells from spreading, even if what is removed is, in the eyes of ordinary people, a city, a hero, or even a piece of history."

The words of Beidou are more impactful than any impassioned declaration.

There was complete silence on Long Ao's end.

At this moment, Baihu lazily spoke up, adding a bit of spice to the heavy topic: "To put it bluntly, we do the dirty work. Doctors save lives on the operating table and are revered by everyone. We clean up garbage in the sewers and are hated by everyone. But without us, the entire hospital would be clogged with garbage."

"What's wrong with removing a few discordant color blocks before the painting is completely ruined?" San Tai's cheerful voice rang out. She was attracted by this idea, which led her to switch jobs: "Secretly saving the world is pretty cool, at least it's more interesting than my previous life."

Judging from his appearance alone, it would be hard to imagine that San Tai was once a professional assassin.

The monotonous killing day after day bored her, and a chance encounter led her to meet the White Tiger.

The White Tiger explained the concept to her, and the Big Dipper showed her the future.

At that time, she thought that if she was destined to do some dirty things, she might as well do something meaningful.

Nandou, however, made his final summary in his own unique way.

"My work is based on the doomsday clock countdown model, which is a necessary intervention to continue the flame of civilization. But I don't have the selfless ideas of the three masters. I just feel that it is a very challenging task to incorporate the whole world into the algorithm."

Although Nan Dou wasn't particularly optimistic about Long Ao, he didn't want to lose this colleague.

Chen Guan understood.

This is a group of absolute rationalists who do not believe in miracles, but only in the scalpel in their hands.

They are not trying to destroy the world, but to preserve it, which is consistent with Chen Guan's previous guess.

Although Beidou didn't produce any evidence, Long Ao's worldview has probably been shattered.

It is indeed broken.

Long Ao's image flickered violently. He spoke in a muffled voice, his tone filled with suppressed confusion: "How can the world be sick?"

"Because the world's capacity is nearing its limit."

He raised his hand, and a point of light gathered at his fingertips, then spread out into a slowly rotating star map that appeared above the round table.

"You can think of our world as a machine with its own operating rules, but now, this machine is overloaded. Just look around, haven't the number of students in the academy increased year by year, and have they become stronger year by year?"

In the star map, some stars are dim, while others are unusually bright, and there are even visible cracks at the edges.

"Every time a high-level superhuman is born, every spatial rift appears, and every piece of forbidden knowledge is deciphered, the wear and tear on the equipment is accelerated. More importantly, something is exerting pressure from outside the equipment, trying to squeeze in."

Beidou did not explicitly state what that thing was, but a heavy atmosphere already enveloped the entire meeting space.

The light and shadow on Long Ao's side stopped flickering and became completely still.

"Data supplement." Nan Dou's voice rang out at the right time, and the light screen in front of him projected onto the star map, marking it with cold, hard numbers.

"According to the Doomsday Clock model, the stability threshold of the world's rules is decreasing by 0.03 percent per year, and the frequency of anomalies has increased by 21 percent in the past decade. Without strong intervention, the world is expected to enter an irreversible period of silence within 74 years."

"The so-called silent phase is a complete collapse, where all rules fail and all life perishes." Nandou's tone was as calm as if he were reporting the weather forecast. If it weren't for Beidou, he would never have obtained these astonishing data.

This is one of the reasons he stayed here. He has always been grateful to Beidou for giving him such an opportunity to be remembered for all time.

"You make it sound so complicated." Baihu yawned and leaned back in his chair. "Simplify it, Suzaku kid. Think of the world as a cell phone that's about to run out of battery. The Great Wall guys are like someone who's turned on power-saving mode, dimmed the screen to the lowest setting, and closed all background apps, trying to make it last a little longer."

"We simply uninstalled the apps that consumed the most power, regardless of whether they were fun games or important files. If they drained the battery, we deleted them."

"Then, there are still viruses trying to infiltrate your phone, and you have to remove them."

It's like hearing celestial music, which temporarily clears the ears.

Chen Guan nodded to himself. Bei Dou and Nan Dou had been babbling on and on, which was a real headache. Tiger Brother was much more honest.

But on Long Ao's side, the light and shadow representing him trembled violently.

The silence on the stone table was broken by his suppressed anger.

"How can you... such a matter of life and death..."

Baihu straightened his lazy posture. This kid's personality is too stubborn. Was letting him join really the right decision?

Perfect suitability is good, but it's not a given. He's a prime example. The original White Tiger was completely hopeless, which is why Zero and the boss chose him as the new White Tiger.

Well, I have to thank my ex.

"Suzaku." Beidou's voice rang out, still gentle: "On a sinking ship, emotions are a luxury. We are not concerned with how to make every passenger comfortable, but with how to plug the biggest hole as quickly as possible, even if it means sacrificing a few cabins."

"Can……"

Long Ao was about to say something when he was interrupted by another calm voice.

"What do I need to do?"

Chen Guan spoke.