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Thousands of cultivation chambers stood in neat rows, each containing humanoid creatures wreathed in dark purple lightning, submerged in a green liquid. In the lead chamber, a figure identical to Lin Ye was toying with the Supreme Kai Sword, his pupils glowing with blood-red light: "Welcome to the Mirror Universe, genuine defective product."
"Who are you?" Lin Ye pointed his sword at the other party, only to find his system interface flashing wildly. The area that should have displayed energy values was gradually covered by unfamiliar code.
"I am you, yet I am not you." Mirror Lin Ye's laughter carried a sickening metallic scraping sound. He casually crushed a cultivation pod, instantly turning the Dark Saiyan inside into dust. "These little guys are much stronger than the trash in your universe."
Trunks suddenly swung his sword at the nearest control panel: "Destroy these devices first!" But the moment his blade touched the metal, the entire laboratory began to tremble violently. Hundreds of incubation chambers shattered simultaneously, and the Dark Saiyans swarmed in like locusts.
"Watch out! Their attacks steal energy!" Lin Ye had just finished warning when he felt a tearing pain in his right arm. A dark Saiyan bit his shoulder, and the skin at the wound turned grayish-black at a visible speed.
Alice's voice suddenly turned shrill: "Mirror system intrusion detected... Activate defense protocol... Warning! Personality module appears... Split..." Lin Ye's vision suddenly split in two. On the left was a fierce battlefield, while on the right, his memories of the real world appeared—except that all his teammates had become enemies.
“See that? This is the real thing.” Mirror Lin Ye appeared behind him at some point, the Supreme Kai Sword pressed against the back of his neck. “Your system is nothing but a cage, while I…” He swung his sword violently, but it was blocked by Trunks’s sword light.
“Don’t listen to his nonsense!” Trunks’ hair had turned gold. “These guys are masters at creating illusions!” His sword was imbued with the power of time, leaving a brief pause in space with each swing.
Taking advantage of the moment, Lin Ye activated the Kaioken technique, only to find his mirror image performing the same action simultaneously. Their moves were perfectly synchronized, and the shockwave from their colliding fists tore the ground into a spiderweb pattern. "This is impossible..." Cold sweat beaded on his forehead, while his mirror image's lips curled into the exact same smile.
"Forgot to tell you?" The mirror image of Lin Ye suddenly disappeared, and the voice echoed from all directions, "Your system has a mirror backup mechanism, and I am the perfect being born from the backup." Countless sword energies suddenly pierced out from the ground, and Lin Ye rolled around in a sorry state, only to find Trunks fighting another "self".
The spacetime turbulence suddenly intensified, and Lin Ye's system core emitted a blinding blue light. Alice's voice became fragmented: "Detected...paradox...rebooting..." When the light dissipated, the mirrored Lin Ye's figure had vanished, replaced by a giant display screen floating in the air, continuously repeating the same sentence: [You are the one who was tampered with.]
Trunks' sword suddenly pointed to the sky: "Look! Those are..." Countless spaceships bearing the emblem of the Mirror Universe emerged from the clouds, their cannons brimming with purple energy. Lin Ye gripped the Supreme Kai Sword tightly, only to find his own energy draining uncontrollably—with each drop, the sky of the Mirror Universe brightened a little.
"Prepare for battle." Lin Ye's voice was deep and resolute, yet a dark red light flickered subtly deep within his pupils. Meanwhile, in the depths of the mirror universe, the true mastermind sneered through the crystal ball: "A perfect pawn. Time to activate the second phase of the plan."
Chapter 166: Soul Resonance
An energy storm raged in the confined space, the two figures of Lin Ye appearing and disappearing amidst the interplay of blue light and purple lightning. The palm of the physical Lin Ye glowed with a blazing red light, as if holding an inextinguishable flame, every line pulsating with searing power; the fingertips of the mirror image Lin Ye, however, flowed with a chilling, dark light, like tentacles reaching out from the abyss, radiating a terrifying aura. The moment the two forces collided, the entire space seemed to freeze, even the air solidifying into sharp ice crystals.
"This isn't right!" The pupils of the physical Lin Ye contracted sharply, and a suppressed growl escaped his throat. He clearly felt that the energies that should have been mutually repelling were now surging into his brain like a flood that had found a breach, rushing along his nerve pathways. His temples throbbed as if countless steel needles were stabbing him, and his nostrils were filled with the pungent smell of his own blood burning. Countless fragments of memories, both strange and familiar, flooded in like a tide—the water droplets condensing on the glass of the incubation chamber sliding down his reflection, the dark patterns peeking out from the cuffs of the metal-masked man's sleeve as he turned the knob, and the mirror image of Lin Ye immersed in green liquid, the slow, rising and falling of his chest making the subtle sound of chains moving.
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The mirror image of Lin Ye was equally shocked, staggering back a few steps until his back slammed heavily against the wall, instantly cracking the surface with spiderweb-like patterns. He coughed violently, blood seeping from between his fingers dripping to the ground, spreading an eerie purple hue: "So we are all..." His voice trailed off, his Adam's apple bobbing laboredly as if he had swallowed a thousand-pound weight, "...the split bodies of the original Lin Ye."
Lin Ye felt a throbbing pain in his temples. The images of "newbie quests" and "level-ups" implanted by the system flashed wildly through his mind, like an absurd farce. He suddenly remembered the cold, electronic voice that said, "You are the chosen one," when he first activated the system, and couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly, a laugh tinged with endless bitterness: "So that so-called system was just a device to control us from beginning to end? What 'chosen one,' nothing but their pet guinea pigs!"
Mirror Image Lin Ye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, sneered, and glared at him with mockery. He loosened his collar, revealing faint silver patterns on his collarbone, which glowed slightly with his breath: "More than just control? You think the Omni-King Tournament is really about selecting the strongest? It's nothing but a scam by the higher-ups to select the 'perfect vessel.'" He raised his head, his eyes filled with hatred. "Every tournament is a meticulously planned massacre. Those so-called glory and rewards are nothing but bait to lure us into killing each other. The champion's trophy is filled with the fragments of the losers' souls!"
"Impossible!" Lin Ye instinctively retorted, but the sudden appearances of powerful opponents and inexplicable life-or-death crises in his memory now had a reasonable explanation. He recalled the ambush he suffered in the secret realm; his opponent, who should have been of the same level as him, was able to unleash techniques beyond his cultivation realm. His fists clenched tightly, his nails almost digging into his palms, blood dripping from between his fingers: "Why would they do this? Are we so insignificant to them?"
"For immortality." Mirror Lin Ye's voice was low and cold, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth. He suddenly trembled violently, veins bulging on his forehead. "The original Lin Ye's soul possessed a unique frequency of fluctuation. The energy generated by the battles between the split versions powered their 'rebirth plan.' We are merely walking batteries. You think those 'system prompts' are helping you? They're just stimulating your emotions, making you generate even stronger energy fluctuations!"
Just then, space suddenly distorted with eerie ripples, and the air emitted a sharp tearing sound. Twelve silver figures appeared like ghosts, their armor shimmering with starlight, each step leaving icy blue footprints on the ground. The lead patrolman raised his halberd, its tip gleaming with a chilling, eerie blue light, a light that seemed to seal away the wails of countless wronged souls: "Anyone violating the laws of spacetime, immediately cease the resonance! Otherwise, kill without mercy!"
"Wait! We haven't finished talking!" The physical Lin Ye tried to rush forward, but was bounced back by an invisible barrier. He was dazed and confused, his nostrils filled with the smell of rust. Turning to the mirror image of Lin Ye, his eyes were filled with anxiety and resentment: "At least tell us where the original Lin Ye is! We can't just be used as pawns like this without any explanation!"
Mirror Image Lin Ye struggled to take a step forward, but was restrained by energy chains from two patrol members. The moment the chains touched his skin, puffs of white smoke rose, and the air filled with the smell of burning flesh. He forced his head up, his voice weak but firm: "Go find the 'black box'...it contains..." Before he could finish speaking, he was sucked into a spinning vortex of spacetime. The vortex echoed with the booming sound of clashing metal and the faint cry of a child.
The physical Lin Ye frantically pounded on the barrier, his hands quickly becoming a bloody mess: "Let him go! You can't just take him away like this!" But the only response was the patrolman's cold voice: "Warning, third warning. Continued resistance will result in forced removal." The lead patrolman swung his halberd, a beam of eerie blue light grazing past Lin Ye's ear and blasting a bottomless black hole in the wall.
As the last wisp of energy dissipated, only Lin Ye's rapid breathing remained in the empty space. He slowly slumped to the ground, every cell in his body screaming in pain. The truth he had just learned kept replaying in his mind; all those dreams and pursuits he had once held dear now seemed like a joke. His relentless pursuit of "becoming stronger" had turned out to be nothing more than a carefully laid trap; his so-called "growth" had merely been a means to better mold him into a "container."
"I won't let myself be manipulated like this." Lin Ye abruptly stood up, his wounds still bleeding, but that couldn't hide the fighting spirit burning in his eyes. He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force: "The black box, is it? Even if I have to traverse the entire universe, I will find it and uncover all its secrets! Whoever is manipulating things behind the scenes, I will make them pay the price!"
He dragged his wounded body, striding towards the exit. Each step was imbued with unwavering resolve, casting a long, drawn-out shadow behind him, seemingly stretching to the ends of time and space. Meanwhile, at the other end of time and space, the mirror image of Lin Ye, forcibly taken away, peered through the rift in spacetime, revealing a meaningful smile. Blood stained his lips, but his eyes gleamed with an eerie light, as if he were plotting some earth-shattering plan.
Chapter 167: The Desperate Truth
"Are you sure we're not going to a trap?" Lin Ye gripped Weiss's mechanical arm, his fingertips turning white from the pressure. They were currently suspended in a spacetime rift, surrounded by constantly collapsing and reforming nebula fragments, like countless shattered eyes staring at them.
The mechanical joints of Weiss clicked as gears meshed, and his dark red electronic eyes swept over the dagger at Lin Ye's waist: "The fluctuations generated by the soul resonance have alerted the higher-ups. Now, only the Realm of Time can evade surveillance." He suddenly ripped open Lin Ye's collar, revealing faint silver markings on his collarbone. "Or are you waiting for these marks to become chains that strangle you?"
Lin Ye abruptly shoved the other's hand away, his back slamming heavily against the cold energy barrier. Fragments of memories gained during the resonance with the mirror image pierced his brain once more—the body submerged in the incubation chamber, the control knob turned by the metal-masked figure, and the eerie smile on the mirror image of Lin Ye's face before he was swallowed by the spacetime vortex.
"Fine, I'll go with you." Lin Ye gritted his teeth and spat out these words, secretly slipping a homemade electromagnetic interference device into his sleeve at the same time.
Weiss's mechanical arm traced eerie runes in the void, distorting spacetime like a shattered mirror. Lin Ye felt an invisible force churning his internal organs, a metallic taste rising in his throat. He was about to question them when he was engulfed by a blinding white light. When his vision returned, they found themselves in a strange space composed of data streams. Countless glowing characters danced around them like fireflies, and beneath their feet lay a flowing liquid metal, reflecting the colossal tree overhead that blotted out the sky.
"This is the Realm of Time." Weiss's voice held a rare hint of awe, his mechanical eyes flashing red. "And that tree is the origin of all systems."
Lin Ye's gaze followed the tree trunk upwards. The rough bark was covered with dense, intricate patterns; upon closer inspection, these patterns turned out to be composed of countless tiny characters. "What's written on this..." Just as he was about to lean closer, a black liquid suddenly seeped from the bark, solidifying into characters in mid-air. ?
"The system's ultimate destination: nutrients from Omega."
"Are you kidding me!" Lin Ye took a half step back, his back slamming against the cold metal floor. The moments of excitement he'd felt over the "system upgrade" now felt like slaps to his face. He remembered the boy in the starting village, torn apart by monsters, the system's final message saying "Killing monsters grants experience points," and he clenched his fists. "You knew all along? Why didn't you say so soon?!"
Weiss's mechanical arm emitted a grating, grinding sound: "I'm just following orders. Only after your soul resonated with the mirror image, detecting abnormal fluctuations, was I allowed to bring you to see the truth." He pointed to the treetop, where a semi-transparent phantom floated. "Go see it, the memories of the first system host."
Lin Ye gritted his teeth and stood up. With each step closer to the illusory figure, a chaotic crackling of electricity filled his ears. The moment his fingertips touched the figure, countless images flooded his mind—alarms flashing in the laboratory, a bespectacled young man pushing his sister into an escape pod, pursued relentlessly by mechanical creatures; him implanting a chip into his body, shouting "Live!"; the instant the chip merged with his body, the electronic voice announcing "System activated," and his pupils gradually turning an eerie purple.
“He did it to save his sister…” Lin Ye murmured to himself, his throat tightening. In the image, the young man's face gradually overlapped with his own. “So the system wasn't a cheat code at all, but a trans-universe parasitic life form?”
"To be precise, it's a parasite that devours human emotions and vitality," the phantom suddenly spoke, the young man's voice filled with regret. "When I created it, I thought I could control everything... but by the time I discovered it was altering the host's memories, it was too late. Those so-called 'missions' were nothing more than bait to lure the host into revealing their weaknesses."
Before the words were even finished, the entire giant tree suddenly trembled violently, and the writing on its bark began to burn, transforming into black flames that shot straight into the sky. A deep voice echoed in the Realm of Time, as if from the ends of the universe: "Dare to pry into the origin? Your curiosity should end here." From within the dark purple mist, a humanoid figure composed of data streams slowly emerged, its body constantly splitting and reforming, every cell gleaming with a dangerous light—it was Omega.
"So you really do exist." Lin Ye gripped the dagger at his waist, the blade reflecting a cold light in the data stream. "Those hosts you devoured are all calling your name from hell!"
Omega let out a piercing laugh, and the ground of the Time Realm began to crumble: "Ignorant ants, you are nothing but fuel for the evolution of the universe. Look at this tree—" He waved his hand, and more fragmented memories of his hosts appeared on the tree trunk: emperors who had slaughtered madly at the pinnacle of power, merchants who were obsessed with wealth and constantly sacrificed their relatives, "Some of them willingly offered their souls for power, some for money. And you, Lin Ye, haven't you also enjoyed the power brought by the system?"
These words struck Lin Ye like a hammer blow. He recalled the thrill of instantly killing a monster for the first time, the pride of exchanging system points for a divine weapon. But soon, he saw the image of his mirror image Lin Ye being taken away by the Time Patrol, and the despair in the eyes of the boy in the beginner village.
"I did enjoy it, but from now on, I'm going to destroy you with my own hands!" Lin Ye roared, hurling the electromagnetic jammer at Omega. However, the moment the jammer touched Omega's data stream, it exploded with a deafening bang, the powerful shockwave sending him flying.
Omega extended an arm made of code, instantly piercing through the trunk of the Tree of Origin: "Destroy me? You can't even save yourselves. Do you know why the 'Omni-King Tournament' was set up? It's nothing more than a slaughterhouse for selecting the best nutrients." His voice suddenly turned cold, "And you, Lin Ye, as a split from the original Lin Ye, are the most perfect vessel."
The entire Tree of Origin began to crumble, countless system cores falling like meteors, causing liquid metal to boil and evaporate wherever they went. Suddenly, Weiss stepped in front of Lin Ye, his mechanical arm unfolding into a defensive shield: "Run! The Realm of Time won't hold out much longer!"
“That tree…” Lin Ye struggled to get up, but the violent spatial turbulence made it hard for him to breathe. The last thing he saw was Omega’s figure merging into the exploding data stream, while at the roots of the Tree of Origin, more phantom images of system hosts waiting to awaken were faintly emerging.
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When Weiss led Lin Ye to tear open the spacetime rift, the Realm of Time had already largely vanished. In the cold void, Lin Ye clutched a piece of bark peeled from the Tree of Origin, on which a line of small words was written in blood: **"The only way to survive—find the Primal Code."** At the other end of spacetime, a cold smile curled at the corner of the mirrored Lin Ye's lips, and the same bloody words appeared in his palm.
Chapter 168: A Battle with No Way Out
A spatial rift erupted in Bulma's courtyard with a deafening roar, startling the mechanical birds perched in the trees. Lin Ye stumbled onto the lawn like a rag doll, the dew still clinging to the blades, a stark reminder of the bizarre flow of time—the life-or-death race he experienced in the Time Realm had amounted to only three hours in the outside world. His combat suit was tattered, with wisps of smoke still rising from it—the marks left by the burning Omega energy.
"What happened to your injuries?" Goku rushed over, Senzu Bean in his mouth, his golden hair standing on end in anxiety, his tail throbbing nervously. He was about to reach out to help Lin Ye up when he suddenly froze. Lin Ye had pulled open his shirt, revealing silver lines writhing on his collarbone. The lines looked like living parasites, greedily gnawing at his skin, and with each wriggle, a flicker of pain crossed Lin Ye's face.
Vegeta crushed the teacup in his hand, ceramic shards piercing his palm, blood dripping from between his fingers, yet he seemed oblivious. "What the hell is this? Don't tell me you've messed with a monster even more troublesome than a God of Destruction!" His tone was fierce, his eyes filled with vigilance, yet he unconsciously took a half-step forward, assuming a defensive stance, his muscles tense, ready for battle at any moment.
Lin Ye swallowed the blood in his throat, his throat burned by the energy, each word feeling like a razor blade. He slammed the bark of the Tree of Origin onto the stone table; the word "Omega," written in blood, gleamed eerily in the sunlight. "The system is a parasitic life form; we are all nourishment for Omega. Those missions, those upgrades, are all traps designed to force us to expose our weaknesses!" His voice trembled, and the image of Lin Ye being swallowed by the spacetime vortex flashed before his eyes again, his eyes filled with resentment and determination.
Silence weighed heavily on everyone. Number 18 crossed her arms, then suddenly let out a cold laugh, tinged with self-mockery: "I knew it! Every time I leveled up, I felt completely drained. It was all a lie from the start." Her fingers unconsciously traced the energy gun at her waist, the metallic clang crisp and cold, her eyes filled with rage at being deceived in the past.
"Shut up!" Vegeta slammed his fist on the stone table, cracks spreading like a spiderweb, the force so powerful it even made the ground tremble slightly. "You're only bringing this up now? Those warriors who died because of the system, were their lives just wasted like that?" His tailbone throbbed violently, his eyes burning with the fury of being fooled, and his aura surged.
“That’s why I need your help.” Lin Ye looked directly into Vegeta’s bloodshot eyes, his gaze resolute. “Bulma has a ‘System Removal’ plan, which requires collecting all seven Super Dragon Balls. Only then can we escape our fate of being used as nourishment.”
Bulma adjusted her goggles, and a holographic projection unfolded before them, displaying complex data streams and energy graphs: "The Super Dragon Ball's energy can neutralize the parasitic code, but we must do it before Omega reacts—" Her words were abruptly interrupted by a piercing alarm. Countless dark purple cracks appeared in the sky, and mechanical constructs rained down like locusts, each gleaming with a cold metallic sheen and accompanied by the sickening whirring of gears.
"The advance team arrived faster than expected!" Master Roshi wielded his staff with impressive force, the turtle shell at the top emitting an ancient, enchanting light, within which ancient runes faintly appeared. "Goku, take Lin Ye to activate the device. Leave this to us!" His voice was steady and powerful, yet tinged with a hint of gravity.
Goku's hair instantly turned silver-white, and the aura of Ultra Instinct swept across the area like a storm, distorting the surrounding air with its immense energy: "Vegeta, this time I'll cover the rear!" His figure blurred into a streak as his fist collided with the mechanical monster, the resulting shockwave sending half a mountain flying, sending debris raining down. The mechanical monster's metal shell dented and shattered under Goku's fist, parts flying everywhere.
In the underground control room, Number 17 frantically typed on the keyboard, sweat dripping from his resolute chin, soaking the control panel in front of him. His eyes were focused and tense: "The energy core is only 30% full before it overloads. You have to—" His words were abruptly cut off as a dark purple laser pierced through the protective shield, shooting straight at the control panel. Wherever the laser passed, the air was scorched black.
"Get down!" Number 17 lunged at Lin Ye, a bloody flower blooming on his back, mechanical parts mingling with blood. His prosthetic eye flickered with a dying red light, yet he still pressed the start button tightly, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth: "Tell Number 18... this was my own choice..." His voice grew weaker and weaker, finally fading away as his body went limp.
Amidst the explosion's flames, Lin Ye clutched the last Super Dragon Ball, tears mingling with the smoke blurring his vision. Outside, Goku's earth-shattering roars echoed, each echo accompanied by powerful shockwaves; Vegeta's transformation into deep blue and his subsequent roar caused the surrounding space to momentarily freeze; and Android 18's heart-wrenching cries, filled with grief and rage, filled the air. He pressed the Dragon Ball heavily into the slot, and in the instant the light blazed, Omega's distorted, gigantic face appeared in the sky, surrounded by dark energy that seemed poised to devour the entire world.
"You think a few beads can turn things around?" Omega's voice boomed, making everyone's eardrums bleed. His tone was filled with disdain and mockery: "You're just making a death throes!"
Lin Ye wiped the blood from his face, revealing a maniacal smile, but his eyes were filled with determination: "Then let me show you how sharp the fangs of a dying man can be!" Behind him, the aura of all his comrades converged into a golden pillar of light, shooting straight into the sky. The pillar of light contained everyone's faith and hope, illuminating the entire sky and forming a stark contrast with the dark energy of Omega.
Chapter 169: The Dragon Ball Scramble
Lin Ye plunged the rock spear deep into his palm, golden blood flowing upwards along the spear's grooves, condensing into a rhomboid crystal at the tip. In the last second before his consciousness plunged into darkness, he saw all the Dragon Ball points of light connect in the universe to form a giant net. The smiling faces formed by energy trajectories suddenly distorted, and four large, blood-red characters appeared in the center of the net—[Experiment Begins]. The gravitational field of the ring-shaped weapon reached its peak at this moment, compressing a star field within a ten-light-year radius into a flat energy membrane. All meteorites that failed to escape in time were crushed into luminous powder.
In the distance, within the wreckage of Frieza's spaceship, a section of a mechanical arm suddenly glowed a blinding red light. Nanobots surged forth from the broken wiring, packaging battlefield data into a quantum information stream. The mechanical joint exploded automatically after the transmission was complete, and as the wreckage plummeted towards the gas giant below, a hexagonal emblem, distinctive to observers, appeared on its surface—ironclad proof of Frieza's secret deal with the higher dimensions.
In the control room of the higher-dimensional space, twelve light screens floated beneath the dome. Each screen was labeled with the experimental subject's number and vital sign curves.
[Lin Ye? Sample 772]: Abnormal fluctuations in rock element activity, traces of imaginary energy fusion detected.
[Vegeta? Sample 456]: The Saiyan's genetic sequence is being forcibly rewritten.
[Jilian? Sample 927]: The core of righteous energy has collapsed, with 17% of consciousness remaining.
A warning window suddenly popped up in the center of the light screen, with scarlet text scrolling in the void: [Experiment 772 initiated the reverse contract program, parsing the underlying protocol of the ring weapon]. Lin Ye's consciousness opened its eyes in the data stream and found itself floating in an ocean of 0s and 1s, with the rock spear transforming into a key and inserting into the code vortex in front of it.
So that's how it is... His consciousness probed deep into the protocol, seeing countless imprisoned worlds floating and sinking in the data stream. The observers treated each universe as a petri dish, and the Super Dragon Balls as the hard drives recording experimental data. Jiren's remaining will suddenly transformed into silver specks of light, merging into his consciousness and exploding into clarity within the sea of code: The weakness lies in... the protocol's arbitration module... They cannot simultaneously process paradoxical instructions...
The physical form of the ring weapon underwent a dramatic change at this moment. The three rings began to rotate in reverse, and the runic light turned from black to white. What it released was no longer a devouring force, but a chaotic spacetime turbulence. Lin Ye's consciousness seized the opportunity and hurled the rhomboid crystal condensed from the rock spear towards the protocol core. The instant the crystal touched the arbitration module, all the light screens flashed simultaneously.
[Error! Logical paradox detected]
[Experimental data contamination rate exceeds threshold]
[Initiate emergency cleanup procedure]
Suddenly, the metal floor of the control room cracked open, and twelve beams of light sucked the experimental data into the abyss. Before being expelled, Lin Ye's consciousness captured the last message: [Backup experimental site ready, target universe: Earth-739, experimental topic: research on civilization self-destruction tendency].
When Lin Ye awoke amidst the wreckage of Frieza's planet, Vegeta was slapping his face with his tail: "Awake? Look what you've done!" In the distant reaches of space, three ring-shaped weapons were disintegrating into streams of data, dissipating into the darkness like stardust. But the Dragon Ball dots within each person remained, no longer forming a smiling face, but instead becoming arrows pointing in different directions.
Jirenta... Lin Ye pressed down on the still-painful Heart of God, and a piece of silver code appeared in the golden patterns.
Dead. Vegeta turned and pointed towards the gas giant, but his energy blasted through the ring weapon's power core. The observers should be busy repairing the system now; they don't have time for us.
Android 18 suddenly raised the detector, and the Dragon Ball coordinates on the screen were refreshing wildly: the coordinates had changed again! This time they were distributed across seven different universes! Goku's Spirit Bomb suddenly flew in from behind, grazing Lin Ye's scalp and shattering a meteorite: What are you waiting for? Go collect them! I'm going to wish for Bulma to make more delicious food!
Lin Ye gazed at the countless shimmering points of light, recalling the experimental subject numbers in the high-dimensional control room. The rock spear condensed and dissipated in his palm, eventually transforming into a rhombus-shaped crystal that hung around his neck. He knew the observer's experiment was far from over; those Dragon Balls scattered across different universes were both traps and keys to revealing the truth.
Let's go. Lin Ye's Divine Heart resonated with the crystal, emitting a deep hum. Next stop, Earth-739. Let's see what new tricks the observer has in store this time.
Vegeta snorted and charged towards the nearest point of light: "Don't hold me back, you piece of trash. If you get caught again, I won't save you." But his swung tail subtly swept away the meteorite fragments in front of Lin Ye, golden flames tracing a bright path through the universe.
When Lin Ye abruptly awoke amidst the wreckage of Frieza's planet, Vegeta's tail lashed at his cheek with a whooshing sound, his metal boots crushing the meteorite crystals beside him: "Awake? Look what you've done!" In the distant universe, three ring-shaped weapons were disintegrating into fragmented data streams, like stardust scattered by the wind, each speck of light bursting forth with the brilliance of a miniature supernova upon annihilation. But the Dragon Ball specks within each person continued to burn, no longer forming a mocking smile, but transforming into seven arrows of different colors, piercing deep space and pointing towards seven vastly different universes.
Jiren... Lin Ye pressed down on the violently pounding Heart of God, where the silver code embedded in the golden patterns was buzzing—the last fragments of Jiren's consciousness were resonating. He saw before his eyes the image of the silver warrior punching through the ring-shaped weapon; as the energy shockwave tore through higher-dimensional space, the alarm in the observer control room pierced the consciousness barrier: [The collapse of the Justice Energy Core has caused a break in the protocol logic chain].
Dead. Vegeta turned and pointed to the eye of the storm on the gas giant, where the energy fingerprints of Jiren's self-destruction remained, but his fist had blasted through the power hub of the ring-shaped weapon. The observer's system was currently blue-screened and didn't have time to deal with our anomalous data. A tear appeared in the shoulder of his battle suit, revealing forcibly rewritten genetic patterns—those purple data streams were visibly consuming Saiyan cells.
Suddenly, Android shoved the probe right in front of Lin Ye's eyes. The coordinates on the screen pulsed like wildly beating electron pulses: the coordinates had changed again! The seventh Dragon Ball was in Earth's core at -739, while the other six were scattered across six different parallel universes! Before the words were even finished, Goku's Spirit Bomb grazed Lin Ye's scalp and exploded, shattering a meteorite. Golden flames formed a spiral trail behind him: What are you waiting for? I've already made a deal with Bulma: if we collect all the Dragon Balls, we'll make the biggest pudding in the entire universe!
Lin Ye gazed at the countless shimmering points of light, the twelve light screens of the high-dimensional control room replaying in his mind. Next to the life curve of [Lin Ye? Sample 772] was a scarlet warning: [The fusion of rock element and imaginary energy produces an unknown paradox]. He condensed the rock spear into a rhombus-shaped crystal and hung it around his neck. The star map coordinates of Earth-739 appeared on the crystal's surface, each line oozing a liquid metal-like flow of data.
"Let's go." The humming of the Heart of God resonating with the crystal suddenly changed, transforming into Jiren's final vocal frequency. The humans of Earth-739 were using the Super Dragon Balls as nuclear material, and the observer wanted to see if civilization could uncover the truth before self-destruction. As his rock spear cleaved open a spatial rift, he glimpsed Vegeta's swung tail, quietly sweeping away the meteor shower ahead. Golden flames wrote Saiyan battle terminology in the void: [Caution: Gravitational Anomaly Zone].