Infinite Chimera Creation

Now, this terrifying scene is playing out again before our eyes. Even the most composed Green King is no longer calm. None of the Accelerators who have reached this point are willing to leave the Accelerator World and lose all their memories of Accelerator.

The Accelerators, terrified of losing their lives, stared like fools at the light of resurrection that represented the King. They could imagine how the Black King, the pinnacle of Accelerators, was howling and pleading in agony there.

However, no one dared to come to their rescue. No matter how brave they had been before, once they realized that their last means of survival, resurrection, had failed, they huddled together like a flock of sheep, watching in fear and indifference as their companions had their throats bitten off by the gray wolves. They silently prayed that misfortune would not befall them, even though they all knew in their hearts that the gray wolves would not spare any sheep.

The fearless warriors turn into sheep in the blink of an eye. It seems ridiculous, but just think about it. These so-called warriors are all children who grew up in peacetime. The oldest of them are no more than sixteen years old. Their so-called battle experience is nothing more than knowing that they can be resurrected and that it doesn't matter if they die again and again.

If we're really talking about enlightenment, compared to the Chosen Children who constantly talk about friendship, struggle, and dreams, seemingly naive but actually fearless in fighting and striving with their one and only life, those who always talk about bravery, arrogantly hold up their thrones, and call themselves strong, are nothing more than a bunch of self-satisfied brats.

Moonrock knew that once the Black King was truly killed, it would be his and the other Accelerators' turn. But now he was helpless. He had always believed himself to be infallible, capable of finding a glimmer of hope even in the most dangerous situations. But now, facing Dark MetalGarurumon's absolute, overwhelming power, and its hateful gaze that offered no hope of escape, he saw no glimmer of hope.

"Damn it, is there no way to do this? I haven't figured out the principles of Mind Techniques yet, I can't just leave the Accelerated World like this."

Gritting his teeth, he kept thinking about how to survive. Suddenly, Yueyan's eyes lit up. He quickly flashed behind Green King and then raised his voice as loud as possible so that it wouldn't be drowned out by the sound of gunfire.

"Your friends aren't dead! We haven't even left the ruins, so we haven't had a chance to kill them!!"

Like a voice coming from a loudspeaker, it accurately reached Ahe's ears, and the fire of anger that filled his soul suddenly stopped, seemingly showing signs of subsiding.

However, the young Yuan Yuan's cold voice rang out at just the right moment.

"Since they haven't left the ruins, we can't let them go and give them a chance to go out and harm Taiyi!"

Instantly, the rage reignited, fueled by the firewood of protection, burning even more fiercely, and the attacks of Dark Steel Garurumon became even more brutal.

Looking at the struggling Accelerators, young Yuan Yuan's eyes were filled with anger. He had thought he was calm enough that the death of his "companions" who had adventured with him for so long would not shake him in the slightest.

But the moment he heard of Taiichi's death, he admitted that he lost control. Anger, grief, hatred, and many other emotions that he had never experienced before filled his mind, making it impossible for him to think for a period of time.

He no longer considered the intricacies of converting emotions into data, and forgot the idea of ​​keeping the Accelerators alive to observe the Mind Techniques. He only wanted those people to die, and absolutely no one to be left alive.

Watching the Accelerators struggle under the Dark Steel Garurumon's fire, his anger not only didn't subside, but rose even higher. He didn't know if Moonrock was telling the truth, but the thought that Taiichi might also be struggling like this, ultimately dying in despair, seemed to plunge his soul into endless darkness.

On the other side, seeing that he couldn't alleviate the enemy's attack, Yueyan gritted his teeth, turned around and ran towards the passage behind him. He absolutely did not want to die like this. Dying was fine, but before he died, he had to figure out the secrets of the Mind Technique and understand why extreme emotions could interfere with the data world. Otherwise, he would not be at peace even if he died.

However, the hateful gray wolf would not let any prey escape. His eyes were locked on everyone, and the moment the fugitives appeared, dozens of absolute freezing bombs blasted into the passage, collapsing and freezing it.

With his last hope of escape dashed, despair began to fester in Yueyan's heart, growing wildly like weeds.

One was immersed in endless anger, while the other gradually sank into despair. The two, who had the same appearance, looked across the battlefield at each other, seeing into the darkness in each other's hearts, and thus sinking further into despair.

Finally, a tiny, almost invisible crimson gas escaped from young Yuan Yuan's eyes, triggering a chain reaction. A moment later, an even finer, pure black gas also escaped from Yue Yan's eyes.

In a data world where matter does not exist, two new mad energies, at a speed far exceeding that of the material world, are frantically devouring and assimilating everything around them.

Whether it's the sky and earth constructed from data, or life and soul, there is nowhere to escape. Only the chosen children and their partners are protected by a subtle black aura and survive.

In just a moment, the two interconnected data worlds collapsed completely. The two people with the same appearance fell into different locations in the material world, but then appeared in the void outside the world the next moment.

"Alright, you two, congratulations on your success. Now, please restore your memories."

Playing with the few fragments of runes he had recovered from the players of the Magic Clan, as well as the [Hatred] and [Friendship] runes generated during Gabumon's ultimate evolution, Yuan Yuan smiled and greeted the two people he hadn't seen in a long time.

Chapter Fifty-Five: The Grand Finale

"Is this madness? It's a wonderful feeling. The limitation of not being able to resist 'Primordial Yuan Yuan' has indeed disappeared."

He repeatedly clenched and unclenched his fists, causing a wisp of crimson gas in his palms to disperse and then reassemble, his young eyes filled with astonishment.

On the other side, Yueyan was also playing with his newly acquired madness. Rational logic told him that he should be overjoyed to have obtained something that could free him from constraints and solve the shackles that had plagued him for countless millennia. However, he found it difficult to be happy at this moment.

That faint wisp of madness caused his mind to constantly drift. Even though he had regained his memories and there was nothing left to despair about, or rather, he had grasped hope, despair continued to grow in his heart.

"Kid, is that madness of yours hatred? Has your mind been affected? You seem perfectly normal to me."

"of course not."

Glancing indifferently at Yueyan, the young Yuan Yuan resumed his study of the mad energy in his hand. Even though he couldn't figure anything out with his current skills, the unknown contained within the mad energy still fascinated him.

Yuan Yuan's response was more enthusiastic, but his enthusiasm contained obvious sarcasm.

"Madness is born from the spirit and will, and it can erode everything in the world. Only the possessor can be immune. The fact that you, as the possessor, are affected only means that your spirit and will are too weak, even weaker than when the madness was conceived."

Having heard something interesting, the young Yuan Yuan also became interested. He stared at Yue Yan with a subtle look in his eyes, a sarcastic smile curving his lips, and gave a soft snort. Yuan Yuan continued speaking.

"It seems that regaining your memories is not a good thing for you. Years of running away have weakened your willpower, making you even less capable than you were when you were a teenager after your memories were sealed. Should I say that you have fallen into a deep abyss over the years, or should I say that Nobita Nobi is indeed terrifying?"

His expression shifted between light and dark, and after a long while, Yueyan gritted his teeth and withdrew his madness.

"I understand. I will abandon Nobita Nobi, stop relying on his luck, and strive to get back into form as soon as possible."

"A wise choice."

Nodding approvingly, Yuan Yuan waved the few magic runes he had just acquired and turned to leave.

"Yueyan, you should know quite a few other Yuan Yuans. I'll leave the task of teaching them the Madness to you. Come find me again once all the Yuan Yuans have mastered the Madness. I need to go back and study these things I just acquired."

Watching Yuan Yuan's retreating figure, Yueyan wanted to express her gratitude several times, but in the end, she gave up and shook her head.

"Kid, he said he's going back to study what he just got. Can you see what he's holding in his hand?"

Young Yuan Yuan was also staring at Yuan Yuan's back, and shook his head slightly upon hearing this.

"You can't see it. I still have too little technical knowledge. Many things that you old guys take for granted are incomprehensible to me."

Moon Rock didn't mind being called an old man; he simply nodded.

"It's not just that you can't understand it; there are some things about him that I find hard to comprehend even. Could it be that his madness, along with the limitation of open-mindedness, allows him to conduct research much faster than us?"

Withdrawing his gaze from Yuan Yuan, the young Yuan Yuan resumed studying the mad energy in his hand.

"Why don't you try it yourself and you'll know? But I guess the reason you're so far behind him is because you rely too much on Nobita. If you had studied it step by step, the gap shouldn't be so big, since you're the same person."

When Nobita Nobi was mentioned again, Tsukishiro grimaced as if he had a toothache.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. You should stop researching for now. Let's find a world to settle down in first. I can send you to whichever world you want. I have quite a few coordinates for technological worlds."

Leaving aside the arrangements made by Yueyan and the young Yuan Yuan, Yuan Yuan immediately entered the research lab in Hell after leaving the two of them. He activated all the mental processing cores of the tenth level of Hell to assist him in studying the several magic runes in his hands.

Now that he can live normally in the void, and since there are no experiments that require him to enter a world, there is no need for him to specifically enter a particular world. He simply transforms back into his enormous original form and drifts freely in the void.

Immersed in his research, Yuan Yuan completely forgot the passage of time. During his research, the chimeras in Hell repeated the process of birth, aging, sickness and death generation after generation. When Yueyan found him again and told all the Yuan Yuans he could find that had mastered the madness, even the chimeras with a lifespan of thousands of years had already reproduced for three generations.

In a void where nothing should exist outside of the "world," a vast, clearly man-made continent floats silently, with numerous buildings of different styles arranged in an orderly fashion. This is the place created by "Yuan Yuan and his ilk" for holding meetings.

Above the mainland, the words "Yuan Yuan's Research Institute" flashed with various colors, emphasizing its presence.

After staring at those big characters for a while, Yuan Yuan helplessly twitched the corners of his mouth. The thought that he might become a guy who liked this kind of perverse taste when he got older made him feel a little powerless.

After Yuan Yuan, several more "Yuan Yuans" of unknown age, but with cold expressions and seemingly young ages, arrived.

Finally, when the three thousandth "Yuan Yuan" arrived, some hidden mechanism was triggered. An indescribable substance overflowed from the souls of all "Yuan Yuan" and, with the appearance of this substance, all "Yuan Yuan" felt a strong desire to return.

That yearning urged Yuan Yuan and his ilk to merge with each other, as if only through merging could they achieve "perfection".

Feeling the yearning for return rising from the depths of their souls, Yuan Yuan and the others reacted differently. Most of the younger ones snorted coldly and unhesitatingly released their madness to suppress that yearning.

The older ones, however, did not rush to unleash their madness. Instead, they employed various methods to try and analyze the underlying mechanisms and hidden sources of this desire.

The oldest and most morally bankrupt members of the Yuan Yuan group began committing suicide, changing bodies, and rewriting their souls, trying to transfer this desire to other beings. They wanted to see if the one who had split off all the Yuan Yuans would be "ecstatic" if he eventually merged with something inexplicable.

They suppressed the young people's desire to return with their madness, and didn't urge the old guys. They actually wanted to trick that [Primordial Yuan Yuan], but they didn't have the means to do so, so they had to give up. If the old guys could succeed, they wouldn't mind waiting a little longer.

"Tch, this guy's got some skills. I can't find a single flaw."

After studying for who knows how long, Yuan Yuan rubbed his temples in annoyance and looked at the "well-behaved" young people beside him.

"Alright, the young man is about to give up. Let's abandon this research project for now and solve the most important thing first."

As soon as Yuan Yuan spoke, the other Yuan Yuans tacitly stopped fighting.

The next moment, all sorts of madness surged from the bodies of everyone present, suppressing everyone's desire to return. At the same time, a soul imprint slowly emerged in the air as if squeezed out of the void.

"For the sake of perfection, a return is essential..."

Before a single complete sentence could be uttered, the soul imprint was overwhelmed by the omnipresent madness, disintegrating into pure spiritual particles that drifted into the void.

"That's... over?"

Looking at the empty space above his head, Yueyan activated various illusion-eliminating and illusion-verifying tools in disbelief. Finally, seeing the consistent feedback, he had to admit that the terror that had troubled him for tens of thousands of years and even worn down his pride had disappeared as easily as child's play.

"The fact that he split us apart and gave us the personality of loving research is enough to prove that he has not reached the top in his research field. Among the three thousand people here, there are already a few who have reached the top in their respective fields. If we really faced each other, we would not have any chance of losing."

Unlike Yueyan, Yuan Yuan, who had acquired madness early on and had never been troubled by the original Yuan Yuan, withdrew his madness and lazily waved his hand.

"To put it bluntly, once we solve the problem of 'not being hostile to Yuan Yuan,' everything will be much easier to solve. Now that we all possess madness, isn't it only natural that we can easily resolve this kind of issue?"

Some of the Yuan Yuans felt they had avenged their great grudge, some felt nothing, and some felt like they were dreaming. However, no matter how complicated their emotions were, they eventually returned to calm.

After calming down, the group of Yuan Yuans made an agreement to establish a research institute centered here, with only "Yuan Yuans" as researchers, and to assist each other. Then they left one after another.

After returning to his own world, or rather, the world within his own body, Yuan Yuan stretched out lazily. At the same time, layers upon layers of barriers and enchantments expanded, completely isolating all possible means of detection.

"Ugh, so tired. Seriously, it's really hard to keep it from those guys."

As he spoke, Yuan Yuan released his madness once again. In the center of that madness, a ball of spiritual particles that should have been easily devoured by the madness floated quietly because of Yuan Yuan's manipulation.

If one carefully senses and traces the aura on these spiritual particles, one can understand that this cluster of spiritual particles originated from the [Primordial Yuan Yuan], which had been eroded and shattered by madness.

Removing the spirit from the madness and placing it in a container that had been prepared beforehand, Yuan Yuan sighed somewhat helplessly.

"Ha, even if I used every means at my disposal, I only got this little bit in the end. But then again, so many people were sharing it, and I had to keep it a secret from everyone else and not get caught. It's not surprising that I only got this little bit."

"Next, we'll see who has the best methods and who is the fastest."

With his eyes narrowed to slits, Yuan Yuan stared at the spiritual particles in the container, his smile incredibly bright.

"After all, one Yuan Yuan is enough."

In fact, when Yuan Yuan saw how easily the original Yuan Yuan was killed, he understood that the guy didn't really care whether the one Yuan Yuan that was finally returned and merged was himself. He just needed a unique Yuan Yuan who controlled all the keys. So, he gave him an incredibly fragile "key" that could integrate all the Yuan Yuans.

Now, countless Yuan Yuans have obtained the key; what follows is a contest of speed and ability.

Finish this testimonial

Actually, when the book had just reached a million words, I wrote the closing remarks in advance, writing a bunch of my own emotional journey, which was incredibly sentimental but I felt incredibly good about it. As a result, I dragged it out until now and it's only finished now. Looking back at that closing remarks, I feel a bit bored.

After all, it's too boring to write a novel and then try to elicit sympathy. It's not a variety show, so I might as well just say what's on my mind.

The book "Chimera" has been on and off for nearly four years, from my sophomore year of college to graduation. In between, I went through a series of things, including revising the manuscript, losing the outline, and temporarily stopping writing due to graduate school entrance exams. Now, it has finally come to a conclusion.

Over the course of several years, I, as the author, have managed to drive away my readers. To be honest, it's quite a failure. But there are too many things to do in the real world, so there's nothing I can do about it.

My friends who started writing books around the same time as me have either given up long ago, saying that writing novels is a dead end and settled down to work, and are now quite successful; others have become top authors, earning tens of thousands of yuan a month in royalties and living a comfortable life.