Starry Sky Railway: No one understands the Amber King better than me.

In an instant, the entire galaxy was filled with such warships, their engines blazing together, like a dazzling sea of ​​stars fallen to earth.

At that moment, his P35-level authority no longer belonged to him.

Then he received something far heavier than those warships: a brief instruction.

Following orders from higher command, the Orochley Galaxy branch immediately assisted the local civilization in evacuating and relocating, with personnel safety as the top priority.

The order was issued by the board member and head of the Statistics Department of Interstellar Peace Corporation. Any obstruction discovered during the operation will be referred to the Statistics Department's court for trial.

Upon receiving the message, even the humble P35 driver was stunned and no longer cared about his assets.

He had heard that after the Ministry of State Security arrested people, they would lock them in a secret place that no one could find, where several guys with special skills would torture them day and night. Just thinking about it was a nightmare!

Now they don't even need authorization from their superiors. If it weren't for their duties, they would have run faster than the reporters.

The news quickly landed on the Scarred Lady's desk.

She frowned, unsure of what had happened, but dared not ask Lin Yuan directly.

So she asked Taravan, who in turn asked Diamond, who then subtly sent Lin Yuan a message.

Soon, they will find out what happened.

.........

When Lin Yuan received the message, he was communicating with the geniuses.

He had just received some good news: after a series of attacks and defenses, the two geniuses successfully contacted Xing and Danheng in Onfaros and handed over the time anchor to them.

Next, using her as a reference point, Lin Yuan can reach Little Gray Hair's side without any obstacles.

Everything was going smoothly, but was that really the case?

"What, are you planning to enter in person, or will you borrow a mental data body like last time?" Black Tower asked, looking at Lin Yuan in front of him.

"I suggest using data bodies, as this will provide more opportunities for trial and error."

Lin Yuan naturally nodded in agreement with Black Tower's suggestion.

However, he refused the help offered by Black Tower this time.

"Time is of the essence, and your time is precious. I will now use my own methods."

The advantage of data cloning is that it allows for multiple attempts and restarts even if it fails; the disadvantage is that it has limited capacity and may not be able to deliver a definitive result.

But after experiencing a spiritual leap, Lin Yuan already had his own plans.

The spiritual entity is essentially a form of meme, and memes are precisely the domain that the Memory Makers excel at. After his failed coronation attempt with Pinocchio, he had already mastered the ropes.

In this universe, as long as myths and illusions do not exist, he is the most severe father to all those who remember, steal memories, and memes.

Now, the heavens have quietly descended upon Onfaros, and there is one more spectator in front of the chessboard.

As the saying goes, "Observe a game of chess without speaking." But he is only half a chess player, while the other half will be placed on the chessboard as a piece to play for him.

At this moment, amidst the boundless white light, Lin Yuan sat cross-legged in the outer heavens.

Before my eyes, a meme clone is slowly taking shape.

Unlike his true self, this clone not only possesses his power but also differs from his original self's serene demeanor.

Lin Yuan unshackled himself completely, deliberately injecting his usually suppressed and restrained, flamboyant and unrestrained humanity into it as well.

This will be an unprecedented, unrestrained, humane, flamboyant and domineering Lin Yuan, perfectly suited for this game of the gods!

He did this because he wanted to experience something he couldn't do in the galaxy: kill a god!

Let's end the endless cycle of reincarnation in Onphalus and the tragic fate of a group of people with a thoroughly enjoyable and exhilarating experience.

Was Onpharos's fate already sealed? No. Even with the tacit approval of the three gods, Lin Yuan still opposed it!

"Go."

The sound rang out, and a smile appeared at the same time.

His main body remained calm with his eyes closed, while his clone's eyes shone brightly and his smile was arrogant.

In an instant, a flash of white light appeared, and Lin Yuan's consciousness was projected toward Onfaros along with his clone.

.........

A moment later, once his vision stabilized, Lin Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

Before me was not the magnificent scenery of Onphalus, but a somewhat familiar, vast and dazzling starry sky.

"This is... the narrow passage between life and death?"

Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow. Now that the shackles were gone, Zhang Yang's exuberant thoughts gave him an unprecedented sense of freedom.

He hummed a little tune as he walked forward, and a moment later, a strange sight appeared before him.

Not far away, bright red nooses hung from mid-air, with... many swaying figures suspended below?

Beneath the noose, a group of identically dressed men huddled together, whispering amongst themselves.

Lin Yuan's expression shifted, and he walked behind them like an inspecting leader, his hands behind his back.

He first looked up and examined the Memory Teru Teru Bozu hanging in front of him with great interest.

A soft cough then drew the attention of everyone present.

"Ahem, what are you all doing gathered here?" His voice deepened, and his tone became stern.

"Don't you know that swinging is not allowed here?!"

..........

Chapter 441 Wrong Time, Right Place

"Who gave you permission to swing here?"

As Lin Yuan's powerful voice rang out, the witnesses present all shuddered in surprise.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll put them down right now."

"I didn't do it!"

Several people who had been recalling the incident blurted out their explanations, but then realized what they had said and turned away with unfriendly expressions.

They looked Lin Yuan up and down carefully, their tone unfriendly: "No, who are you?"

"I was just passing by," Lin Yuan replied with a smile.

"Gentlemen, how do we get to Onpharos?"

"Onpharos? What are you doing there?"

All the witnesses present turned around and looked at him warily and with hostility.

"Onfaros has been sealed off by our Flowing Light Memory Court. Go back to where you came from; you are not welcome here."

One of the mourners walked out, his tone cold and hard, and he seemed to be the leader.

"Wait, is your Liuguang Yiting's name written here? Are you setting up a tollbooth here?" Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow.

"Sister, stop arguing with him. Those sisters are still waiting for us to bury them."

The people in the back started to speak, and some were even rubbing their hands together, eager to try.

The shock of witnessing so many compatriots being hanged just moments before has now transformed into anger and agitation. Intense emotions spread rapidly among the memes, and for a time, the crowd was in a frenzy.

The leader of the group of people who remembered was silent for a moment, then looked at Lin Yuan:

"Since you dare to pry into Onpharos's secrets, you must be acting under someone's orders. In that case, we'll just have to capture you and see how much you really know."

The voice of the one who remembered was cold; before the words were even finished, the invasion of memories had already struck Lin Yuan.

However, the next moment, the memory seeker found that his power had vanished without a trace, like a stone sinking into the sea.

Lin Yuan sneered after sensing the other party's move, unable to hold back any longer.

"He even dared to make a move first, he's got some nerve."

A smile flashed across his face, then turned cold.

"Swinging on swings here is unsightly and damages Onfaros's tourism image; secondly, aren't you afraid of an outbreak of plague if the corpses aren't disposed of?"

"Plague? That's a joke, we are..."

Before the survivors could speak, the words they had just understood suddenly became a medium, and a hazy mist appeared on their bodies, like mold.

The speaker looked down and was horrified to find that the white hood was rapidly turning black, and rust spots were appearing on the pure blue mask, as if something was slowly corroding it from the inside.

"Help...help me."

She clutched her throat, her voice strained as if she couldn't breathe, and then collapsed to the ground amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd.

Immediately afterward, before the fear could spread, the same symptoms swept through the survivors like a storm.

They fell one after another, silently and eerily.

The last thing the lead meme knew was that she saw a pair of leather shoes walk up to her and quietly watch her meme gradually fade away.

"You actually believed me when I said it was a plague?"

A moment later, he looked at the Memory Being hanging in mid-air before him, then glanced at the scattered fragments of the Memory Being on the ground, and chuckled as he left a line of text on the ground in meme form:

"The Antimatter Legion is responsible for this."

After finishing, amidst cheerful laughter, Lin Yuan strode into the depths of the narrow passage.

A short while later, he seemed to sense the disappearance of a prying gaze. He raised his hand and grabbed forward, and amidst the overflowing white light, a rift was torn open in the narrow passage of fate. Onpharos was right before him.

Using the methods taught to him by the Black Tower, Lin Yuan quickly captured the feedback signal from the time anchor.

His eyes flashed, he took a step, and his figure disappeared into the narrow space.

Onphalus, your emperor has arrived!

............

Today, our peaceful and tranquil world welcomes visitors from outer space.

A meteor-like light streaked across the sky, dazzlingly bright. Many locals who witnessed this scene began to make wishes.

"boom!"