Crazy Plan

The moment Yunxi finished speaking, the wooden house fell into an eerie silence.

Thirty-seven Time Sequences simultaneously raised their eyes, their gazes converging on her alone like star trails. The original Time Sequence, leaning against the bedside, chuckled softly, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth: "Tell me your plans."

"Officer Zhou is dedicated to maintaining order." Yunxi tapped the table lightly with her fingertips. "Then we'll give him an unfixable bug."

The younger generation immediately understood: "Disrupting the structure of time? Creating a paradoxical vortex?"

"The risk is too great," Calm Time frowned. "It could accelerate the collapse of space."

"It's better than sitting and waiting to die." Vigilance Sequence crossed his arms and sneered.

The figure playing with the copper coin suddenly spoke up: "Perhaps we don't need to do it ourselves. You are the key; you should be able to influence that imprisoned being."

All eyes were focused once more. Yunxi, sensing the thin thread connecting him to the ancient consciousness within his body, nodded gently: "We can give it a try."

Thirty-seven memories converge at this moment. The youthful timeline's keen awareness of the rules of time, the composed timeline's deduction of system logic, and the vigilant timeline's prediction of the enemy's behavior—all wisdom condenses into a mad plan amidst the intertwining of divine thoughts.

"You will suffer greatly," the entity timeline warned in a muffled voice.

Yunxi looked up: "More painful than dying fifty-one times?"

Execution begins.

Yunxi sat cross-legged, pulling with all her might the connecting lines in her consciousness. The thirty-seven temporal sequences, each in its own position, resonated with divine power, amplifying her perception dozens of times.

The "garden" began to wail. Cracks spread across the sky, the earth trembled, and the wooden house groaned as it disintegrated.

A sharp pain, like magma pouring into his mind, caused Yunxi to bite his lower lip, and blood dripped onto his clothes.

Officer Zhou outside finally changed color: "You're all crazy!" White light burst from his hand, like a sharp sword piercing the crumbling spatial barrier.

"Now!"

All the temporal sequences pushed divine power to its limit. Yunxi opened his eyes, the galaxy within his pupils reversing, transforming all his power into a key, fiercely piercing the lock of time and space—

"Click."

Everything is still.

Officer Zhou's white light flowed back, the crack in the sky briefly healed, and the evaporated stream water condensed again. Although it lasted only a moment, it was enough to make the ever-composed officer show fear.

Inside the wooden cabin, the Time Order beings, their divine power exhausted, their figures as faint as mist. Cloud Gap collapsed forward, caught in the arms of the Time Order's true form. He gently wiped her bloodied lips with his fingertips, his voice broken: "Does it hurt?"

Yunxi leaned against his chest, panting, but her eyes, when she looked up, were surprisingly bright:

"Next time, he'll knock three times before he does."