Chapter 237 The Weaver's Weakness

“BOOM——!!”

Another loud bang came from overhead, and the entire bunker seemed to be shaken violently by a giant hand, and cement debris and pipeline dust from the ceiling fell like a rainstorm.

The emergency lights flickered wildly, illuminating people's terrified faces.

"We can't hold on any longer! Everyone, move to backup bunker B7 immediately!"

Lieutenant Cui's voice exploded in the communicator. He pushed away the console in front of him and began to organize soldiers to evacuate the panicked crowd.

In the chaos, Lu Zhao quickly squeezed to Su Wanqing's side, grabbed her arm, and said in a low voice: "I have to go out for a while."

"Are you crazy?" Xiao Ran, who was standing next to him, heard it and grabbed Lu Zhao's other hand. "It's full of those detectors!"

"There must be a weakness in their technology. I need more samples."

Lu Zhao ignored Xiao Ran and only looked at Su Wanqing, "We can't last more than twelve hours just hiding."

Lin Che also came over, frowning, “It’s too risky. We don’t even know their patterns of action right now.”

"We need every possible opportunity." Su Wanqing shook off Xiao Ran's hand. She looked at Lu Zhao and made a decision.

At the urging of the soldiers, the crowd began to rush to the passage on the other side. Taking advantage of the cover of the crowd, Lu Zhao nodded to Su Wanqing, lowered his body, and slipped into the opposite branch leading to the ground alone.

He was covered with all kinds of hastily put together testing instruments, like a scavenger engineer.

He stuck to the cold wall, avoiding the silver detectors that were slowly floating overhead, and moved towards the edge of the nearest "disappeared area" shown on the map.

He eventually arrived at a large shopping mall that had been half-erased.

The scene before my eyes was extremely strange, as if reality was being cut vertically by an invisible sharp blade.

On the left is an ordinary ruin with exposed steel bars and rubble everywhere, while on the right is a distorted, constantly changing piece of pure blankness. Any matter that approaches will be silently decomposed and swallowed up.

Lu Zhao lay behind a pile of broken walls, carefully searching on the boundary line between reality and blankness.

Soon, he found several broken pieces of silver metal on the ground, with faint blue arcs flashing on the edges of the fragments.

He took out a special long-handled clamp from his backpack, picked up the fragments one by one, and put them into a heavy lead box.

Just as he collected the last piece of debris and prepared to return the same way, a silver detector the size of a millstone floated silently from the corner.

Lu Zhao's pupils shrank. Without time to think, he rolled over and jumped into a half-collapsed brand clothing store next to him. His body pressed tightly against the billboard, and even his breathing stopped.

The detector emitted a sharp high-frequency scanning sound and lingered outside the store for more than ten seconds. The sound seemed to be scraping directly on the human cerebral cortex.

Then, it slowly drifted in another direction. Lu Zhao waited for a full minute before he dared to slowly poke his head out from behind the billboard.

Returning to the newly activated B7 backup bunker, Lu Zhao didn't bother to clean the dust off his body and immediately spread out his tools in the corner.

He connected the collected fragments to a simple analyzer of his own design.

A green holographic projection unfolded in the air, showing the extremely complex energy flow pattern inside the fragments, like a flowing star map.

He squinted his eyes and moved his fingers rapidly on the control panel, sifting through the massive data stream.

Su Wanqing and Lin Che stood behind him nervously.

"I see!" Lu Zhao's voice was filled with a hint of suppressed excitement.

He pointed to a regularly sinking energy curve in the projection and said, "The energy flow fluctuates periodically... Every fifty-seven minutes, there will be an energy trough that lasts for three minutes."

He called up more related data for cross-verification: "This is their 'blind spot'! During these three minutes, the Weaver's time manipulation ability to erase reality will be significantly weakened. Although it will not disappear completely, its efficiency will be reduced to a minimum."

"Can we take advantage of this?" Su Wanqing asked anxiously.

Lu Zhao nodded, but then frowned again: "In theory, yes. As long as we can capture the exact starting point of the cycle... The problem is, even if we catch this three-minute 'blind spot', what can we use to fight against the Weaver's main brain? Use our flesh and blood?"

His eyes subconsciously swept over the box that Su Wanqing had placed aside, in which lay the three broken cores.

A crazy idea flashed through his mind.

"Core..." Lu Zhao's breathing became a little rapid, "If we can use the energy of the core to launch a counterattack against the Weaver during the 'blind spot'..."

Without any hesitation, he stood up suddenly and searched for all usable parts and equipment in a corner of the bunker.

He began frantically assembling a strange device that no one could understand. The structure of the device combined crude human welding technology with a few pieces of the futuristic Weaver fragments he had just brought back.

In the center of the device is a bracket that can accommodate three cores side by side.

"Ye", who had been observing silently in the corner, showed a noticeable change in the expression on his face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years when he saw the prototype of the bracket, as if he recognized something.

While Lu Zhao was quickly connecting the line, he muttered unconsciously: "Just like last time..."

"What last time?" Su Wanqing heard and asked.

Lu Zhao looked up blankly, his eyes blank: "What? I don't remember... but this design... is like engraved in my bones."

Lin Che walked closer to the device that was gradually taking shape, and reached out to gently touch the core bracket. His expression changed: "Is this... a core resonance device? But this is impossible. This kind of technology theory is at least a hundred years ahead of us now."

Lu Zhao's work soon encountered a bottleneck. A key energy connection point could not be stabilized no matter what, and the red light on the instrument, indicating an error, kept flashing.

He slammed his fist on the table in frustration. "Damn it, without a quantum stabilizer, the energy can't be contained..."

At this time, "Night" had stood behind him without knowing when, and silently took out a small and exquisite cubic device that emitted a soft blue light from his pocket: "Use this."

Lu Zhao took it in surprise, and felt it was cold to the touch: "Is this... the technique of the weaver?"

He quickly scanned it with the detector, confirmed that there were no traps, and then carefully integrated it into his device.

With a buzzing sound, the soft blue light quickly spread along the lines throughout the entire structure of the device. All the red lights on the instrument went out instantly and turned into stable green.

The entire device began to emit a low, powerful hum.

Ye looked at the nearly completed device and said in a low voice with a hint of warning: "In your last reincarnation, you also made this thing. At that time, you called it the 'Core Resonance Amplifier'."

Lu Zhao stopped what he was doing and looked at him in confusion.

Night continued, "The result was catastrophic. It did injure the Weaver's forerunner in an instant, but the huge energy it released also completely tore apart the fabric of reality, causing the timeline that could have been supported for several weeks to collapse on the spot."

He extended a translucent finger and gently touched the outer shell of the device. "If you must use it, remember to make sure that the energy output does not exceed the critical point that the stabilizer I gave you can withstand. Otherwise, you will destroy everything you want to protect with your own hands."

These words were like a stone thrown into Lu Zhao's heart, causing a strange echo.

He seemed to have really experienced this scene, but there was only a vague blank and an indescribable regret in his memory.