Chapter 140 Probability Endless

Andy's mind was in a daze, and Weidu's confusion had greatly disturbed his thinking and emotions.

"Andy," Klotte interrupted him from falling into a daze, "Focus, but now is not the time to let your mind wander."

Andy shook his head and nodded.

They were now heading for the safe spot the navigator had spoken of.

There is important data stored there, and it is not important whether they can survive. What is important is that the prediction model of "Field Survey of Total Cosmic Collapse" must be delivered!

The woman who claimed to be the navigator was floating far ahead, with a long, wide white canopy floating in the air. She used her hands as spears and her body as a shield to break through the chaotic dimension and temporarily sort out a safe dimensional passage.

Thin, faint incense-colored threads flowed out from her body, one by one gathering together, gradually transforming into a strong safety rope at the tail, firmly connecting Clotte and Andy... That was the materialization of spiritual power.

That is a skill that a certain omega never had the time to fully learn.

"I understand your excitement," the navigator in front chuckled and said to Collot with a familiarity like an old friend, "But even I can't maintain this state for too long. We must rush to the bridge as soon as possible and drive the entire giant whale across this dimension."

"In the solid wormhole, there is an 'energy balance zone'. During my first three thousand explorations, it has basically stabilized and formed, and is just waiting for your arrival."

"Once there, everything on the Mega Whale will be able to be restored to its original state with the greatest probability."

Three thousand times? Andy was shocked. After a moment of silence, Klotte said, "Without violating the 'time-space paradox', can you give me some hints about the subsequent developments of the current timeline?"

The navigator smiled and shook his head.

"The only thing I can reveal is that," she said to Klotte, "your final prediction model is not significantly off, so please make sure you come back alive."

Andy was stunned. The disturbed timeline on him made his originally smart brain fall into a state of confusion again. Kolot's latest prediction model was only halfway through and had not yet entered the testing phase. How could he talk about deviation or accuracy?

"arrive."

They now came to an empty wall. A woman in a white cloak made a few strokes with her hands, and golden sand spread over the area she pointed, instantly forming a set of beautiful and extremely complex patterns.

Kolot's eyes widened, and he recognized that it was the "array" of mental power.

Can human mental power replicate the "number array" that only AI can operate?

"Oh my God..." Kolot was so excited that only his skeleton covered by fascia began to tremble slightly. The closer he got to the normal dimension point, the more his form returned to normal.

The beautiful golden light disappeared, and the originally empty wall opened up into a narrow passage that was two people wide. On the opposite side, the deserted internal structure of the bridge room could be vaguely seen.

"Please, I can only take you here."

The navigator turned around and faced Clolot and Andy for the first time. In Andy's confused mind, he felt that the navigator's appearance was very familiar, yet very strange, and completely different from the omega lady he knew.

"I will not have the chance to enter this timeline again. Please hold on until rescue arrives. Take care of yourself."

After she finished speaking, she took a step back and was about to disappear into the void that opened up behind her.

"Wait!" Collot suddenly saw clearly the pendant on her neck. It was inlaid with the scales of the dead, and a substance like flame and ice was attached to it, flashing faintly.

"Excuse me, this is ..."

Pointing at the pendant, Collot's voice trembled.

He should have thought of it earlier! This white robe with a hood originally meant mourning in the imperial etiquette, and the only thing that could be worn and commemorated by an omega was—

The navigator, whose half body had already disappeared into the void, heard this and his eyes revealed a hint of sadness and... a deep and unforgettable nostalgia.

"Oh! Sorry..." Collot's sad voice was full of comfort and sympathy, and also carried an indescribable despair. He murmured to himself: "This is really bad news."

"Bad news?"

The navigator quickly calmed down her emotions and said to Collot in a gentle voice, "It's too early to make this definition on your timeline."

"In the end, is it good? Or bad?" She smiled and said, "Everything is a game of probability."

"In the mist of the final cosmic tomb, amidst the myriad possibilities of failure, all you need to do is..."

"Successful once."

*

The First Fortress. The Gene Pool. Cleanup robots were systematically sorting out the collapsed debris in this ruined area.

A faint sound echoed in this hollow underground base.

Bang, bang, bang——

Disliking the slow processing speed of the abandoned engineering AI, Fitzgerald roughly swung his long tail and dug out the long-frozen super-matrix operator from a pile of garbage.

Su Xi blinked and tried to climb out of the wet gene pool, but was pushed back down by someone's tail.

Gentle yet powerful.

Chris on the other side was stunned. She heard a voice in her mind: "Get a towel."

She understood immediately and quickly handled it on her personal communicator.

Holdman on the side looked at this closed disciple whom he had seen almost since childhood. He was so nonchalant as he dragged his long tail around the gene pool with his half-human, half-beast body, flipping over and restarting the machine.

The 'cosmic energy hedging model' secretly developed by the First Fortress was finally activated after Fitz's rough man-machine connection.

An incredibly beautiful cubic energy simulation matrix appears virtually before everyone.

Fitzgerald pointed to the 'energy hedging model' that was being rapidly modeled and said to the crowd: "The design concept of this hedging model is correct, but it lacks accurate real-time data. The current simulation has incorporated the latest survey data from the U.S.S.R."

Albert looked solemn: "So, all the energy that humans can mobilize at present can only barely withstand the collapse intensity of two collapse precursor waves——"

"If the prediction model that Korot adds later can be completed before the second collapse precursor wave arrives, then we will have the possibility to enter this escape route before the official 'universe collapse' arrives..."

Fitz's sharp and alienated long finger pointed to a thin and constantly changing 'escape passage' in the model. The final location of the passage pointed directly to the core of the Tomb of the Universe.

"The energy hedge model to counter the collapse of the universe is not mature yet," Chris hesitated, "and it would require the mobilization of all energy reserves known to the human empire, but the situation in Yindu--"

"Yindu is not powerful enough, and the energy directly under it only accounts for one tenth of the current plan." Fitzgerald made a quick decision: "All decisions do not need to go through Yindu. The most important thing is to withstand the third wave of 'collapse precursor wave' on the front line!"

"We must build a temporary line of defense to leave an escape route for the surviving humans and people of all ethnic groups in the rear."

Yes. Su Xi heard it right. Fitz said "temporary line of defense".

Even if more than half of the energy stored in human beings is mobilized and used in this immature "energy hedging model", it can only build an energy defense that can withstand the impact of a "premonition wave" once.

A temporary, paper-thin defense line. But he still chose this thankless, controversial, and even uncertain plan.

When the end of the universe comes, the powerful human empire is just like the only colorful and beautiful goldfish in a glass fish tank that is about to fall to the ground from a hundred-meter-high building.

Gorgeous, beautiful, but useless.

"Why don't you consider shrinking the defense line and creating a miniature galaxy bubble to defend against it?" Holdman on the side spoke up. He thought for a moment and said, "You want to make the hedge defense line so long, isn't it just temporary?"

"Want to save all the planets with life? That's impossible! If the scope is narrowed down to the central galaxy where humans gather, it may be possible..."

"That's Yindu's way of doing things, not the principle followed by the First Fortress."

Fitzgerald strongly refuted Haldeman's opinion.

He responded with something else, but Su Xi couldn't hear clearly. Her heart was pounding and a huge amount of data streams flashed in her amber eyes. The authority given to her by Fitz allowed her to enter the data model that was being demonstrated without any hindrance.

Fitzgerald, who was using his mental power to read the information, looked down at Su Xi. The omega, who was soaked to the skin, was clinging to the pool wall with pale fingers. She looked up at him with a blank look in her eyes. The blue light in her eyes showed that she had entered the same frequency as the human and the machine again.

He knew that she was checking his current presentation information, and he used his bony hands to gently stroke her head, using his body as a shield.

Amid the onslaught of the huge data stream, Su Xi paid enough attention to notice his movements, but the huge beast's tail, after being transformed into a beast, had already wrapped around her in circles without her noticing.

Especially when he explained the seriousness of the situation, he couldn't help but increase his grip on her.

It is a kind of unconscious tension, a posture of absolute protection and cherishment.

"Understood!" Chris replied, "If the predictions conveyed by the Big Whale are correct, then the fourth wave will be the official annihilation of the entire universe."

"Albert, immediately send this message to all parties in secret, and mobilize the energy resources of all parties that are currently closely aligned with the First Fortress Alliance according to the 'Doomsday Memorandum'."

"Reintegrate the outposted troops, and send David to 'persuade' the ones with strong ideas."

"yes."

All arrangements are quick and clear.

After receiving the order, Chris asked hesitantly before leaving: "What about the public——"

"Before the defense line is built, we must keep everything secret. As long as we can withstand the impact of the third wave of 'omen wave', we will have the opportunity to fully build escape arks... I don't want to conduct the so-called 'qualification screening' for the people." Fitzgerald narrowed his silver vertical eyes and said in a cold tone: "If it comes to that, let the probability of 'luck' decide everything."

"Yes." Chris and Albert looked at each other and smiled.

This is the consensus among the three of them, and it is the basis for them to be colleagues from the beginning to the end despite their different interests.

Break the shackles of class and let the rights of "life and death" and the choice of "evolution" all be attributed to the variable of "natural probability". Instead of the strong always being strong and the oppressed weak having no life forever.

This is Doomsday’s principle of doing things, and it is also a thorough implementation of their ideals.

Albert laughed brilliantly: "Ha! When we made the fist-bumping oath, I thought that this opportunity would only come when my gene telomeres lost their activity, but I never thought...Ha!"

Chris glanced at Albert, who was laughing heartlessly. He didn't expect him to still joke in this situation. Receiving the signal of being despised, Albert raised his hands in surrender and said, "Okay, I'll do my part first. You can synchronize the progress online with me!"

Albert, who was handling administrative work, had to appear in person too many times, so he left in a hurry after saying this.

Before leaving, he said, "Haha! Fitz, you look pretty good! How about holding a press conference?"

Bang——

The folder in Chris's hand flew up and hit Albert on the back of the head, but was blocked by the door that closed in an emergency.

Seeing this, Fitz smiled for the first time and said to Chris who turned around, "Chris, you still have to find a way to contact Eugene. It would be best if you can convince him to bring the 'Original Gene Pool' to the First Fortress to seek shelter. If he chooses to hide with his entire family, provide him with the greatest help we can."

"Yes." After asking a few more questions, Chris turned around and left decisively to prepare for his own work.

Now there is only one Holderman left on the field.

"Teacher Holderman." Fitzgerald put Longtail back into the pool and then lowered himself so that he was at eye level with Holderman.

It is a gesture of respect.

His silver eyes turned to Holderman. Although his expression remained unchanged, the tacit understanding of many years still made him say what he wanted to ask:

"Zhou Mu, please lead the team. It would be best if the Giant Whale can be brought out intact. Please make sure to ensure Korot's survival rate is the first priority."

"Ha! I say, if I leave." Holderman frowned and scolded him, "What will you do now that you are in this state? Do you know how great the risk of reverse fusion is, how great the risk of losing your mind is?"

Fitzgerald's hands were gently held by another pair of soft little hands.

Being cared for in completely different ways by the two people who were most important to him, Fitz felt warm in his heart and said nonchalantly, "It would be best if you can recover smoothly. If not... I will stop the fusion process immediately, and it will be fine to meet the public like this."

"In the face of life and death, what matters is strength. Not appearance, nor specific race."

"When necessary," Fitzgerald smiled lightly on his severely mutated face, showing a terrifying coldness, but in Su Xi's eyes, he looked so handsome and pleasing to the eye!

"The First Fortress will never hide its strength."

"Neither do I."

"Very good." Holdman was relieved to see that he was talking and laughing as usual. He glanced at Su Xi, who was protected strictly by Fitz's long tail circle, narrowed his eyes and was about to say something.

But before he could open his mouth to question, a gentle wave suddenly came from his mind.

Holdman's expression froze slightly. As a top 6S-level psychic, he felt a little ashamed and angry that his mental shield was silently broken through by an omega.

But then he thought about how Su Xi had been able to travel through the cracks in time so skillfully just a moment ago, and how she had been able to peel off layer after layer of time barriers so powerfully.

For Holdman, at the moment when time stopped, he was fully aware of the moment when Suxi pulled the long spike at the tail of the mad entity out of his chest. However, he was unable to move freely in time like Suxi and Fitz, and was unable to take physical action to respond.

Holdman smiled brightly after figuring it out. Maybe he didn't think highly of the combination of Fitz and Suxi just now, but now -

It seems to be a good thing that the troublesome Hall has such a strong and intelligent omega.

"Please rest assured, I will take good care of him." Su Xi used the highest level of honorifics in the common language. She was blunt and straightforward, but it was the most respectful attitude.

Holderman's eyes moved slightly, he was surprised, but he enjoyed it very much.

According to the rules set by the human empire's royal family, this honorific should be used to address Anthony. It is a special modifier that honors Fitz's destined partner and the legal bloodline provider of the crown prince.

'good.'

'very good!'

He laughed out loud: "Why should I worry? Haha!"

"Interesting! Very interesting!" Holderman glared at Fitzgerald, then turned around and left decisively.

"Bring out that old guy from Korot, huh?"

"no problem!"