bioinnovel Chapter 517, 43 days!
Chapter 517, 43 days!
The dark gold surface faded, replaced by a layer of deep space blue with flowing patterns.
The mecha's height was increased from four meters.
Four and a half meters.
4.8 meters.
5.2 meters.
It stopped at 5.2 meters.
The shoulder armor extends backward, forming two wing-like structures.
It's not decoration; it's a physical antenna for energy dissipation and the consciousness matrix.
The concentric circles on the chest rotated once, and a golden dot of light rose from the center, hovering one centimeter above the surface of the outer shell, pulsating at a crystallizing frequency.
The entire process lasted four seconds.
System panel data refresh:
[The Final Form of Heavenly Craftsmanship - Final Form - Activated]
[Physical Defense: Chaotic State × 3.7]
[Peak Energy Output: Chaotic Normal State × 7.2]
[New Module: Consciousness Deconstruction Matrix]
[Function: Simultaneously engages in physical combat with attacks targeting the consciousness layer; effective against targets with a collective consciousness structure ×12.4]
[Special Weaponry: The Ultimate Formula for Consciousness Deconstruction (One-Time Use, Status: Standby)]
Zhang Yan looked at the number 7.2.
A single punch at full power in a chaotic, normal state can shatter an asteroid.
More than seven times.
"Begin the full-power release test," Zhang Yan said.
"Timer begins." Stargazing.
Zhang Yan raised his right hand.
The Heavenly Craftsmanship Heart is operating at full power, and the energy is amplified along the crystallization channel before being poured into the right arm conduit.
He didn't shoot.
It simply maintains the concentration in front of the palm, allowing the system to record peak data.
One meter in front of my palm, a golden-white energy ball is expanding.
The lunar regolith was pushed aside by pressure waves, and within a circular area with the Tiangongzhongshi (天工终式) as the center and the radius continuously expanding, three centimeters of the lunar surface layer was peeled off.
ten seconds.
The energy sphere reached a height of six meters, and its surface began to vibrate at a high frequency.
The system records output stably.
Twenty seconds.
The stargazer reported: "The energy output curve is perfect with no fluctuations, the temperature is normal, and the Heavenly Craftsman's Heart is operating at 61% capacity."
六十一。
There is still nearly 40% remaining.
Thirty seconds.
"Stop," said the stargazer.
Zhang Yan stopped.
The energy sphere was recovered within 0.3 seconds, the golden-white light dissipated, and the lunar surface returned to calm.
There was just a shallow pit with a diameter of forty meters underfoot.
"Full power peak recording complete." There was an underlying emotion in Guan Xing's voice, and he spoke faster than usual. "The data exceeds the simulation projection by fourteen percent."
"Translate this," came Qin Xiao's voice.
Guan Xing paused for a second: "That means the maximum firepower of this mech is 14 percent higher than we estimated."
The communication channel was silent for two seconds.
Nie Qingcheng's voice came through: "Has the consciousness deconstruction matrix been tested?"
"There's no target to measure it from," Zhang Yan said. "We'll only know the effect when we actually engage in combat."
"That's enough, come back."
Zhang Yan exited the final form, and the mecha returned to its dark gold normal state, its height shrinking back to four meters.
He changed direction, activated his thrusters, and left the lunar surface.
On the way back, Zhang Yan pulled up the latest flight path data of the swarm's parent system and looked at it for the third time.
Forty-three days.
Based on the current estimated speed, the mother planet will reach the edge of the solar system in 43 days, and then take about two more days to approach Earth's orbit.
But Zhang Yan did not intend to let it reach Earth.
He cut out another document.
That was key information mentioned in the first generation of maintainer consciousness projections.
The seven core nodes of the community mother will only rise to the surface for ten to thirty seconds when in a state of extreme anger.
Ten to thirty seconds.
The ultimate formula for the deconstruction of consciousness in the final stage of the Heavenly Craft is a one-time event.
Once you miss it, there won't be a second chance.
Within those ten-odd seconds, the location, penetration, and dismantling of at least four nodes must be completed.
The premise is that the mother body is made so angry that she loses her rationality.
Zhang Yan landed at 1:47 PM.
It was thirteen minutes earlier than the promised two o'clock.
Nie Qingcheng was waiting in the living room.
There were four dishes on the table, two of which were still steaming hot, having just been taken out of the pot.
"Wash your hands before eating."
Zhang Yan washed his hands and sat down. Qin Xiao and Guan Xing were also there.
The four of them ate in silence.
Zhang Yan put down his chopsticks halfway through the meal.
Three people were looking at him at the same time.
"The mother planet will reach the edge of the solar system in 43 days. I don't intend to wait on Earth."
Qin Xiao stopped eating with his chopsticks: "Where do you stop them?"
"The outer reaches of the solar system, the farther the better, so that if the fighting gets too big, it won't hurt Earth."
Stargazer adjusted his glasses: "A Kuiper belt?"
"About that distance," Zhang Yan said, "but there's a problem."
He looked at the three people.
"The formula for deconstructing consciousness in the ultimate form of the Heavenly Craft is a one-time use. Once it's used up, it's gone."
Qin Xiao nodded; he knew that.
"The formula needs to hit the target, which is the seven core nodes inside the mother body. Normally, they are hidden in the deepest layer and cannot be hit."
"So we need to bring them up," Nie Qingcheng said.
"Yes, records from the first generation of maintainers show that nodes only surface to the shallow layer when the mother is extremely angry, lasting for ten to thirty seconds."
Guan Xing frowned: "How did you manage to enrage the collective consciousness of a celestial body?"
Zhang Yan looked at the plate of barely touched vegetables on the table.
"I need a solution," he said. "To intercept it on the outskirts of the solar system and drive it to madness. Not a little rage. A furious rage. Enraged to the point where it abandons even its self-preservation instincts."
The living room was quiet for a moment.
Nie Qingcheng put down her chopsticks, picked up her phone, and pulled out a document.
"When you reverse-engineered its consciousness channel last time and injected an information virus, what was its reaction?"
"Anger," Zhang Yan recalled. "The pressure on the global Six Paths Gate dropped by forty percent as a result of its painful contraction of its defenses."
"One viral infection is enough to cause it to contract in pain." Nie Qingcheng looked up. "What if it wasn't just one?"
Zhang Yan looked at her.
Nie Qingcheng placed her phone on the table: "If during the battle, you continuously release painful stimuli on it, keep hitting it until it can't take it anymore and gets so angry that it loses control, then at the moment it exposes its weakness, deliver a fatal blow."
Qin Xiao interjected, "If the virus continues to be released, the passage from last time will already be blocked."
"No need for a passageway," Zhang Yan said.
Three people were looking at him.
"The final form adds a consciousness deconstruction matrix. It can continuously strike the target's consciousness layer while engaging in physical combat. It doesn't require a passage; it penetrates directly."
The stargazer reacted the fastest: "You mean, first use the matrix to keep attacking its consciousness until it enrages and its nodes rise, then release the ultimate formula within that ten-second window?"
"right."
Qin Xiao took a breath: "So you're supposed to be fighting a physical battle alone against a star-level mother planet on the outskirts of the solar system, while simultaneously unleashing a mental attack, and then completing the positioning and formula release within a window of a dozen seconds?"
Zhang Yan picked up a piece of green vegetable with his chopsticks.
"That's why I said we need a solution."
Nie Qingcheng leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms.
"You need more than just a solution," she said. "You need to direct it to a specific location. That location needs to meet three conditions."
She held up three fingers.
"First, being far from Earth, the conflict would not affect the inner solar system."
I'll take one.
"Secondly, there is enough space for you to maneuver and dodge, so you can't be cornered."
Take one more.
"third."
She looked at Zhang Yan, and then withdrew her last finger.
"That location needs to be one where you can fly back alive after you're done fighting."
Zhang Yan ate the vegetables.
"I've come back every time."
Nie Qingcheng withdrew her last finger and stood up to collect the bowls.
"Forty-three days," she said, her back to him. "Enough to make a complete battle plan."
Zhang Yan watched her walk into the kitchen.
Forty-three days.
Then end it all.