"The memory images have been converted; quickly convert them into information!"

"Open all data and superpower subsidies, don't miss any information!"

As Shion moved, the badge on her chest flashed a dim red light, the frequency increasing.

Inside the doomsday beacon, next to the screen everyone was staring at, a machine was flashing wildly. Everyone sprang into action, and all the staff, except for a few superiors who were observing from the sidelines, began to work busily.

An ordinary person cannot bear such detailed memories. The more details you know about each memory, the deeper the impression it leaves in your mind, and the more energy it will take up.

However, there is a shortcut, and only Tokine can do it.

Shion possesses both the ability to extract memories and the ability to transform information. She can choose to read memories without careful reading and then transform them into information.

Just like some people who can't remember what they dreamed about when they wake up.

But Helmod invented a method.

He transforms vague dreams into information, using his research on memory readers and time-based memory information conversion. Once transformed into information, it is presented in the form of images or animated graphics.

This can minimize the burden on memory.

Normally, Shiyin uses a method similar to dreaming to blur most of her memories, reducing the pressure on her brain and only clarifying some main points. When she encounters a key point, she will then sort out the details.

"Although it's new, it's just someone used as a scapegoat, so it's probably not very useful." Shi Yin let go of his hand: "It's better than nothing, I suppose."

Andrei on the ground was completely silent. Reading memories is not a pleasant thing to do; it is not usually possible to do it silently.

The human brain is a very sophisticated and private thing; even the slightest disturbance can trigger sensitive nerves, and it takes a great deal of concentration to silently access any memory.

And it's unnecessary.

Since we're going to read your memories anyway, why use gentle methods?

Tokiwa would use gentler methods to read ordinary people, only feeling suffocation and fear. But when facing this person, Tokiwa's methods can be described as brutal.

At this moment, Andrei lay on the ground, no longer breathing; his brain had been turned into a mushy mess, rotting inside his skull.

Shi Yin looked towards the playground, where zombies were gradually gathering in that direction. The huge manipulator stumbled forward, pausing from time to time, showing that the zombie itself was engaged in a fierce struggle with the parasite.

The will to survive exists in every living being. Even when they become zombies or live-dead, they still have an extremely high will to survive in their subconscious.

Just like zombies choose to eat flesh and blood when they are low on energy, this is also a manifestation of wanting to maintain vitality and not wanting to die.

"Lin Beiyue".

【It's here!】

The sound of a propeller drew everyone's attention. The survivors in the study room and dormitory looked up at the sky and saw a military helicopter. They were overjoyed, and some even burst into cheers.

The nation did not abandon them; the nation's rescue has arrived!

[Boss, we have a transparent protective shield.]

"I know." Shi Yin took a step forward, and the surrounding air visibly distorted.

Shi Yin gripped the scabbard and slashed out. The transparent sword energy pierced the sky. Lin Beiyue saw nothing; she couldn't see the transparent sword energy, nor could she see the transparent barrier.

But she heard a distinct sound of breaking, like glass being shattered by a hammer, a loud "crack".

Lin Beiyue immediately realized that the cost of her ability was unrelated to the amount used. Right now, condensing cold weapons would cause a palm-sized burn on her forearm, but whether it was one weapon or a thousand, it would still be the same size.

Lin Beiyue's superpower comes at the cost of its condensed quality, not its quantity.

Unfortunately, Lin Beiyue could not control these cold weapons to fly in the air; that was a different kind of control ability. Otherwise, the intensity would definitely be even higher.

Then everyone saw that countless swords and knives were suddenly dropped from the helicopter.

They fell freely from the sky, and when they reached mid-air, they seemed to be held in place by an invisible force. Then they began to fly in a rhythmic manner, and they landed around the playground, completely surrounding it.

Furthermore, extra melee weapons rained down from the sky, piercing through the zombies who were still being manipulated and somewhat confused, like skewering lamb.

Many survivors couldn't help but cover their eyes, unable to bear looking at these people any longer.

Most of them were their classmates or alumni not long ago, and some even had their brothers or best friends among them. That's how the apocalypse is; it forces everyone to grow up and accept reality.

The enormous manipulator was also pinned to the ground. The large sword, as long as an arm, did not cause any substantial damage to its body, but the impact still caused it to fall to the ground.

A golden spear descended from the sky and pierced straight into the brain of the enormous manipulator.

If people could see inside that brain at this moment, they would find that the gun was precisely nailed to a blue crystal core about half the size of a fist.

As the light on the golden spear gradually dimmed, the color of the crystal core also gradually dimmed, eventually becoming a dull gray crystal that shattered directly inside the manipulator's brain.

Shi Yin drew her spear and stood atop the operator's head, as if she were standing on a small hill. Everyone could only see her back, straight and firm as a rock.

"Ah...you bastard who betrayed even yourself." A weak voice came, [Time Sound] parasitizing the manipulator.

At this moment, she had become one with the manipulator. The manipulator's severe injuries were also reflected back to her body and mind.

"I found it strange when those news stories first came out. I was curious who had gotten so far ahead... cough cough." [Shiyin] laughed a little strangely: "It turns out it was myself."

"Hey, I'm curious, am I from this world?" [Shiyin] stared intently at Shiyin.

"When did you figure it out?" Shi Yin walked up to [Shi Yin], pointing her spear at [Shi Yin]'s heart. Her expression remained unchanged, even though the person in front of her was herself.

"Just now, cough!" [Shiyin] spat out a mouthful of blood: "I remembered you said I wasn't the first generation, and... and, you're so strong, killing all the zombies here shouldn't be a problem."

"Damn it... I'm only just realizing this now..."

"This zombie is only troublesome for me, but you are so much better than me, how could you not be able to deal with it? If you want, we can join forces to kill those ordinary zombies, and then even if this zombie goes berserk, it won't matter."

Shi Yin looked at [Shi Yin] calmly, feeling her own hatred and confusion.

"You gave everyone the badges in advance to mislead me into thinking you were a good person. You reminded me that only I can defeat myself. You told me to struggle a little, which was telling me not to trust myself. You said everything and misled me at every turn."

[Shiyin] stared at Shiyin with all her might, but she was disappointed. There was no guilt or heartache on the face of the other self, not even warmth.

"You bastard, you planned to kill me from the very first moment you saw me, didn't you?"