Star Iron: Imaginary numbers? Dude, I play with quantum reconstruction.

When the last drop of golden blood burned out, Bai E had completely negated the fruits of King Forging's labor.

The contributions of King Forging and Dying Light were directly reset to zero.

"Where did all these destructive weapons come from? Could they be leftovers from this Interstellar Peace Corporation? We need to find these dangerous guys even more."

But Bai E immediately realized a problem: he didn't have an address. How was he supposed to find it? The skill list was similar to Qiong's, consisting entirely of wide-area damage skills, with the functional skills being simply life skills used to fill the gaps.

"I can't find it... along these guys... but I destroyed all these destructive weapons."

Bai E fell into deep thought as a three-hour countdown appeared on the panel in front of him.

"Countdown? Has this company... already moved?"

On the other side, the heaviest man on the entire train was operating four mobile phones all by himself.

"Interstellar Peace Corporation...is this some kind of prank or joke?"

Walter touched his eyes, but in the reflection, his eyes were not clearly visible.

"However, you think you can stump me? You're still a little short!"

"Ding—Vice Chairman Walter Yang, you have been promoted to Chairman."

Walter: ?

"Notice of Job Change: Former Chairman Qiong has been demoted to Vice Chairman"

"Notice of Job Change: Pam has become the new Vice Chairman, and the former Vice Chairman, Qiong, has resigned."

Walter: ? ? ?

"What is this kid doing? Isn't he just making things worse?"

After the supervisors below approve it, he, as the vice chairman, still has to review it.

And now, he's a board member. The vice chairman went to Pam, so all the pressure is now on Pam.

But things weren't much better for him, because Qiong hadn't approved a single document before.

The documents that he had reviewed and submitted returned to him.

Even if he were the leader of the Anti-Entropy Alliance, he couldn't hold on any longer. According to this method, he simply couldn't complete all the approvals, and there were even applications for the recovery of strategic ships from the Emperor's War.

He really needs to get his glasses prescription increased; after reading those words, he could barely see the doorknob and the figurine.

He gently rubbed his temples; he was starting to feel the strain. He couldn't understand how those company executives managed to approve so many documents. Was this really a human workload?

Walter was unaware that the documents he was dealing with were actually the company's historical documents. Many of these documents were never even looked at by the company's senior management; the system would simply throw them into the recycle bin after a while.

Even documents requiring approval will be communicated to the applicant in advance.

Moreover, most company executives are like this when dealing with documents: if someone below them lets a non-important document appear in their system notifications, then that person will be in big trouble.

Even Hua Wu's purpose in creating Skywalker was to develop an automated approval system. Otherwise, why would he bother with this crappy AI? This is why, even though the logistics department appeared to be dead after he and Taravan ran away, the branch offices could still operate.

Even the branch offices were able to move around very comfortably because of Skywalker.

(Skywalker: Feeling down and want to go on a paid trip? Approved! Server broken, need a new one? Approved! Port renovation? Approved! Inefficient transport planes, need to replace with larger transport ships? Want to turn the logistics warehouse into a supermarket? Approved! Want to stock up on luxury goods to boost your image? Approved!)

Approved! Approved! Approved! Who still has dreams?! Public funds are meant to boost production capacity!

Walter not only read them all, but also criticized quite a few.

But Walter is now in a state of utter discontent, after all, he initially wanted to know which unfortunate kid had inherited the chairman's position.

He felt a little embarrassed about the first batch he approved.

Now it's all right, Qiong used a great teleportation technique to move him back.

Most things could have been suppressed directly from his position, but for some reason, he chose to secretly pass some things up.

When he wanted to change his position back, he found that he needed to have Qiong rejoin the company.

Furthermore, this position cannot be changed a third time within 48 system periods.

Through this message, he even learned that there was another unfortunate child ahead of Qiong.

Who is this unlucky child? It's so hard to guess.

Currently, only Himeko and Hoshi are not active in the group. Himeko would never do such a thing. So there's only one truth: it's most likely that Hoshi orchestrated it.

Now Uncle Yang's cane is going to put some pressure on him.

The phone was switched off when I tried to call. The contact's profile picture was just a black and gray blob.

This perfectly aligns with the psychological behavior of children who cause trouble and isolate themselves from the world.

"It seems... this child did it."

As a former Herald of Reason, he chose a very simple and brutal approach: hacking into the network.

Among a bunch of images, he suddenly noticed that the cameras in several places would inexplicably go black.

And it even goes black regularly.

As the saying goes, when there's a mosaic in a clear pattern, you know how important and noticeable that mosaic is.

As for the stars at this moment?

She was waiting for pancakes and roast duck legs at a roadside stall in 2D City.

Why doesn't she make them herself? Because they lack the smoky, smoky flavor of cooking.

Looking at the missed calls on her phone, she pressured the roadside vendor who was making pancakes with his left hand and roasting duck legs with his right, "Master, hurry up and roast them. In two more minutes, I'll call the city management officers."

She was completely unaware that her Uncle Yang's walking stick was already on its way.

Epilogue 5 (Bonus Chapter)

"The material is so transparent—if you like restarting, then you'll just have to remove your surrender button."

The tree of imaginary numbers, its roots shattered, sank into the sea of ​​quantum mechanics, and endless spacetime stretched upwards, but the past spacetime was destroyed and deconstructed.

Hua Wu is backed by the bubbles of possibilities, by some fates that have not yet occurred but may still exist.

The bubbles of possibilities behind us gradually dissipated, as if their causes had been deconstructed.

He held a small piece of something that looked like ginseng in his hand, and the ginseng was glowing with golden light.

"The very essence that sustains the universe is, unfortunately... so incredibly fragile."

"Since that's the case, let's completely destroy it and replace it with a new one."

Even if only the outer shell remains of the tree of imaginary numbers, it will not be destroyed overnight.

Hua Wu conjured a bubble of possibility, kicking out the original possibility and replacing it with a certainty. He then tossed the glowing ginseng into it.

"Aim, home run!"

The inevitable fact struck the tree of imaginary numbers, a tree composed of infinite possibilities and timelines, causing possibilities and timelines to collapse rapidly due to the fact.

"Sorry, but it's better to die early and be reborn sooner. Anyway, once a seed sprouts, it's not like it can't grow."

"Darling, you're much better than Nanook." Xi Qin couldn't understand Hua Wu's actions anymore; he had sunk the entire universe from outside of it.

Nanook still had to plan the route, and this sudden sinking of the world was something she hadn't expected at all.

"Honey, are you sure the material universe isn't in the cosmos?"

"I'm absolutely certain I'm not inside. It's just chaotic destiny attributes inside, imaginary energy tainted by the characteristics of various destinies. I moved away a long time ago."

"Why keep these dilapidated houses if we're not going to demolish them? There's no government subsidy here."

......

Two-Phase Paradise —

"My name is Xing, and I am an anonymous passenger whose working hours equal my age. Unfortunately, my planning in the first two hours activated the hunting instincts of the old train veteran."

"Right now, I'm gnawing on half a duck leg and three-quarters of a grilled sausage."

"And that senior train driver will find me in 8 minutes and 23 seconds. I clearly blocked all the cameras within a 500-meter radius of me. How did he find me?"

"It's really baffling."

......

"Street food may not be very healthy, but the taste is really good. Let me see what else they have?"

Xing walked into a clothing mall. As soon as she entered, she felt a chill run down her spine when she saw all those colorful, white, and blue clothes.

"Aren't there any normal clothes here? Aren't there any everyday clothes? Why are they all...all of them are these formal banquet dresses? I'm not buying any more clothes, I'll just get some trendy junk instead."

She walked silently into the jewelry section and saw a ring that was glowing green as soon as she entered.

When I went up to inquire, the price was outrageous; they insisted it was the last spark of a vanished civilization. When I asked how they obtained this spark, they said they burned down the entire planet and only ten pieces were produced, and this was the last one, a limited edition.

"What kind of spirit ring is this? So this green light is a vengeful spirit? Could this be a product of the company?"

The salesperson answered her question honestly and affirmed her answer.

What could she say about it? She simply didn't want to bring such a sacrifice with her.

"Forget it, my family has a lot of yang energy, so I won't wear these yin-energy things. I'm afraid they'll explode if I bring them home."

She turned and left under the salesperson's disdainful gaze, ultimately buying nothing.

The trendy little trash in the whole mall either has a soul ring or is just a gimmick.

According to the travel guide she found for the top-tier luxury shopping mall, this is the most expensive shopping mall.

"Forget it, I'll just go back and buy two more sausages. No matter how outrageous it is, this thing can't possibly have a spirit ring, right?"

When she went back to find the owner, she discovered that the owner of the stall had changed.

Brown hair, glasses reflecting the sunlight.

"Uncle Yang? What are you doing selling this here? Didn't I give you the position of vice chairman of the company? We're not at the point where we can't afford to eat, are we?"

Without a doubt, Xing Shang had self-destructed. After wandering around the mall aimlessly, her mind was no longer clear.

Seeing Walter selling sausages here, she instinctively said what she wanted to say.

"...So that's how it is. Child, perhaps Hua Wu didn't teach you, but I will teach you a lesson on what it means to do things for yourself."

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