Fighting you is like being in jail.

Because of her involvement, the invading system was caught somewhat off guard by the wills of the two worlds. It was even caught off guard by the attack.

They thought they had the victory in their grasp, since the world's will had been defeated and dared not show itself. However, the sudden arrival of the little monster, who used the world's core to deliver a powerful blow, directly hit the system's main body.

The system was annihilated by the powerful force in a single blow, but the cost was enormous.

A third of the world is broken, but thankfully everything is under control.

There was no joy in such success; it was merely a stroke of luck that the world's will survived. Although it was unpleasant, at least it still existed.

The little monster was speechless as it looked at the miserable state of the world's will that it had saved.

After she left, that world eventually shattered, its fragments merging into other worlds.

After that, the little monster fell silent and stopped helping.

Because the outcome is the same: if you defeat the system world on your own, it will shatter; if you seek help from other worlds to defeat the system world, it will also shatter.

After that, when encountering worlds with the system, one can only find a way on their own. Asking for help will not yield any good results, and the system may even capture the coordinates and invade other worlds.

Now, the little monster is asking questions from the gaps in the world's consciousness.

"Does anyone know where the earliest system was? I've found the existence of the system that destroyed it."

The message conveyed by the little monster resonated throughout the convergence space of countless worlds.

Immediately, countless worlds responded, like sparks igniting the grasslands.

Countless world wills exchanged and integrated information at an extremely fast speed, like the dense whispers of the starry sky.

Finally, we can arrive at a current answer.

"The sign-in system, its appearance is the system that all the wills have now statistically analyzed."

"Where is it located?"

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

"I'll send someone over right away, and then you just need to cooperate."

Okay! Thank you.

"By the way, does anyone know where the original system is?"

rustling, rustling...

The endless world began to communicate once again, and after a brief period of chaos, it fell into tranquility.

"My original system has disappeared. According to fragments of memory from the shattered world, there is a memory that proves the original system was killed. But we don't know what system it was."

"I see."

The little monster replied and ended the conversation; she didn't think the first-generation system could appear so easily.

Over a long period of time, much of the world has been destroyed, and countless systems have been wiped out. In the face of life and death, no one cares about the other's identity.

After all, no matter who you are, you will die if you are killed.

......

A comprehensive view of the world.

Leng Chang sat in the breakfast shop she always ate at. The food was good, and the location was conveniently not far from where she lived.

Most importantly, it's not easy to have a proper morning tea in Japan, even if the taste isn't great. But thanks to this morning tea shop, Leng Chang doesn't have to eat Japanese breakfast.

As for ingredients and other issues, they are not a problem. As the mastermind behind Japan's largest yakuza gang, the issue of ingredients is a trivial matter, since it's just a side trip anyway.

As a result, this restaurant receives special supplies from the heat, and all the ingredients are as authentic as can be.

The owner understood that a distinguished guest must have come to his shop, otherwise he wouldn't have received such special treatment.

Inside the private room, Leng Chang was enjoying the various delicacies served on the table, looking incredibly relaxed.

You look very good.

The sound of a little monster came to my ears.

Looking up, I saw that Little Monster Bar had been sitting in the chair opposite me at some point, examining the food in front of him.

"After fighting wars your whole life, can't you enjoy yourself? There's been a result, isn't there?" Leng Chang stopped what he was doing and looked seriously ahead.

"The earliest system right now is the check-in system. Here are the coordinates." The little monster opened its palm, and a three-dimensional geometric shape with flashing white light appeared in its hand.

"Hmm." Leng Chang put away the coordinates, but after looking at them, he couldn't tell which world it was from the coordinates.

Just as he was wondering, the little monster took a deep breath and asked seriously:

Have you ever thought about this?

"what?"

"If the earliest system has already been destroyed, then what should be done? If we want to erase the causal relationships of this system... should we first erase and destroy the world that destroyed it?"

The little monster's words made Leng Chang pause, and he instantly understood what it meant.

The world's will destroyed the system, and thus the cause and effect of that system came to an end.

However, the cause and effect brought about by this system has not ended. If we want to understand the cause and effect brought about by this system, we must first erase the cause and effect that killed the system, revive the system, and then erase the cause and effect of the system.

What would happen to that erased world?

This was a situation he had never considered before, and Leng Chang couldn't help but shrink his pupils, feeling embarrassed.

In doing so, I would inevitably find myself at odds with the world, and might even become another system in the eyes of the world due to the erasure of cause and effect...

"..."

Leng Chang remained silent, unsure of what to say, but one thing was certain: retreating here would render all his words meaningless.

But the answer is already clear.

"Perhaps it will be erased for a period of time? After all, once the initial system cause and effect is erased, all subsequent connections will be restored, and the erased world will also be restored as a result?"

Leng Chang shared his conjecture: just as the system was erased, the damaged worlds would be restored.

The little monster opposite nodded upon hearing this and continued, "That's good, at least there's something to look forward to. It's just that the world in the crucial position will disappear for a while."

“This is a necessary sacrifice, but I will not make him do it voluntarily. I will play the villain without stopping. Even the world has the right to live, and I will not ask a living being to die for the sake of righteousness or the future.”

"I don't care about things like 'this is unforgivable,' 'life shouldn't be like this,' or 'saving the world means making everyone happy.' All I care about is results, victory, and domination! Nothing more."

Leng Chang was very certain of his actions and would not say anything about dying for the world or for the greater good.

Instead, he would act as a villain who destroys the world, standing in a position of absolute evil.

This situation startled the little monster, who looked on with a touch of emotion.

"It's good that you have your thoughts. No matter what the situation, I will always stand by you. This is our last hope, and the only thing we can do. As for the people we've wronged, they may be forgiven, or they may never be. I hope you won't worry about it."

Leng Chang was full of affirmation for this, looking at the little monster with a serious and earnest expression.

"My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror, and all my deeds are for justice!"

"Yes, I'm glad you understand." The little monster looked at Leng Chang gently, as if he were looking at his own child.

In a sense, Leng Chang is indeed the child of the little monster. It is because of the existence of the little monster that the planet was born, and it was because of the planet that humans came into being, and it was because of humans that Leng Chang came into being.

A moment later, the little monster disappeared, leaving Leng Chang alone to eat.

At the same time, Leng Chang also prepared to see what kind of world that coordinate was and made arrangements for the next step.

......

In the chat group.

Leng Chang: I've got the system coordinates. Which places do you want to go to?

Kitahara Iori: Right now, all I want to do is enjoy university life.

Kazuma Sato: I'm just slacking off.

Shikame Madoka: Just came back, rest.

Homura Akemi: Same as above.

Kurumi: Uh, I'm still in class.

Goto Ichiri: Guitar!

Yukari Yakumo: I want to become a cripple under Ran's care!

Rem: I'm very sorry, I don't think I'm suitable.

Hachiman: Learning makes me happy!

Hiratsuka Shizuka: I think you're enjoying the sense of accomplishment from success by using cheat codes, aren't you?

Hachiman: It's so cool to have cheat codes, Shizuka-sensei.

Bucciarati: During the election campaign, I'll practice dodging bullets as well.

Leng Chang: ...

Leng Chang: I think I've figured it out. It seems like I'm the only one with nothing to do?

Kitahara Iori: LOL.

Kazuma Sato: Isn't playing games at home great? We trust you as much as you trust us. With you here, all we need to do is play games.

Cold and normal:

.....

Black and White Hill: Actually, I have nothing to do.

Leng Chang: You should go slack off on your own.

Black and White Hill: Okay.

Homura Akemi: Kyubey is with you, why aren't you happy?

Leng Chang: Qiu Bi's mind is full of official positions; this guy clearly has ulterior motives!

Black and White Hill: Hehe!

Homura Akemi: ...

Madoka Kaname: Hurry back, let's have dinner together tonight.

Leng Chang: Okay...

Leng Chang pouted speechlessly, but didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Anyway, he was just going to embarrass himself and then kill the other party.

There is no problem at all.

......

The rust-red coastline, as always, was permeated with the salty and corrosive smell of metal. Waves crashed against the scattered wreckage of machinery on the shore, producing an endless, monotonous roar.

2B stood silently among them, her black dress and pale skin forming a clear yet lonely silhouette in this dilapidated world.

Her auxiliary device, Pod 042, hovered to the side, emitting a steady, low hum, like the only reliable coordinates in this desolate world.

Her task list has been updated.

Another coordinate, located deep within the city ruins, on the precarious rooftop of a crumbling skyscraper. The mission objective is eerily simple: [Arrive at the designated coordinates and execute the environmental scanning protocol. Marked as "Frontline Observation Point - Gamma 7".]

This is already the umpteenth time.

The YoRHa unit, elite androids, were created for the sole purpose of following the orders of the "Human Council" on the moon, fighting against mechanical lifeforms on Earth, and striving to reclaim the invaded planet.

Their existence is defined by this, and their glory and sacrifice are sustained by it. The orders of the past were always clear and brutal: annihilate, seize, protect... all actions directly served that eternal war.

But recently, the orders from "command center" have become... different.

They are no longer always associated with direct combat.

She and 9S—her partner, a sharp and sometimes overly curious reconnaissance scanner—are sent to scan empty deserts, repeatedly measure the depth of stagnant water, or, like now, to a specific location to perform a brief, purposeless scan.

"The commander has given us new orders, 2B." 9S's voice came through the internal communication, still carrying his unique lightness, as if he had not been crushed by the weight of this world.

He was examining the remains of a massive mechanical life form not far away, his focused back view suggesting that what he was looking at was not a creation of war, but some wonder worthy of study.

“Confirmed,” 2B responded, her voice coming through the mask—a programmed, emotionless electronic tone.

Questioning is not her job.

For that distant and lofty goal—"the glory of mankind will live on forever"—every instruction must have a profound meaning, even if she cannot understand it.