The Overlord Golem played it smart—before the spatial collapse hit, it sabotaged the artificial gravity generator, pulling off a ruthless double whammy.
Nowadays, most Chosen Ones—especially those who rely on close combat or physical attacks—have zero means of moving in zero gravity. No gravity means no friction with the ground, and no friction means you can't push yourself anywhere. Take Jill Young for example: before she learned internal martial arts, she couldn't move at all in zero-G. No matter how tough she was, she'd just have to eat a spatial collapse head-on.
On the flip side, spellcasters with flight or teleportation abilities have a huge advantage—they can zip around with ease, like the Overlord Golem.
Plus, with artificial gravity gone, the energy from the explosion can rampage in every direction, making the spatial collapse even more terrifyingly powerful.
Big. Boom. Explosion.
And so, the big explosion went off right in the research wing of Tiberius Laboratory.
Tiberius Laboratory was already falling apart, but this direct hit nearly blew it to pieces from the inside. Plus, the spatial collapse triggered an even wilder hyperspace reaction—the edges started crumbling faster, the elements went berserk, and the whole place sounded like doom's drumline: bang, bang, bang, urgent and relentless.
And that's not even the end of it.
Buzz—suddenly, the whole lab plunged into absolute darkness. Was this the Overlord Golem's third move in its triple-threat combo, or did the spatial collapse finally smash every last power cell? Either way, now it's pitch black all around.
In total darkness, you get the screech of twisted metal, one explosion after another, the roar of floodwaters washing everything away, and scattered screams—all blending together into a deathly curtain hanging over everyone’s head.
Even when the Chosen Ones switched on their lights, death still lurked in every shadow, ready to leap out and tear everyone to shreds.
“Auntie, are you okay?” In the darkness, Rachel Luo struggled over to Jill Young. If Jill hadn’t reacted fast enough, most of them would’ve been toast.
But it wasn’t a free rescue—Jill Young managed to pull everyone out at the last second, but she still took some backlash herself. Rachel Luo had no clue how bad it was, but that earth-shattering strike couldn’t have been stopped halfway, no matter how you sliced it.
“My internal energy breakthrough got interrupted, but everything else is fine. Not a big deal—I can feel I’m right at the tipping point, and the chance to break through could pop up again any time.” Jill took a quick breather, then barked out orders: “Reform the Salamander Line! Get moving, Tiberius Laboratory can’t hold out much longer!”
“Yes, ma’am!”
The Salamander Line kicked back into action. The Chosen Ones with healing powers didn’t waste a second, patching up the wounded nonstop. Bathed in holy light, Rachel Luo still couldn’t shake her worries. Jill made it sound easy, but as someone who also practiced internal energy, Rachel knew breakthroughs were all about momentum—get interrupted, and it’s ten times harder next time.
Right timing, right place, inner feeling, outer energy—miss any of those and you’re out of luck.
“Jill has a solid foundation, so maybe it won’t hit her as hard…” While Rachel was thinking this, the Salamander Line barreled through the shattered corridor, heading straight for the heart of Tiberius Laboratory. Jill, syncing up with Aunt Joan’s memories, knew that the deeper you went, the more stable the space became. And at the very core of the lab was the original piece of the 'Gate of Science' they’d stitched into hyperspace.
“Calm down, calm down—think about it. What does blowing up the whole lab get him? If the Nature Guru really wanted to destroy it, why not just finish the job quickly instead of playing chicken with disaster? He must’ve found some backup plan, some secret!”
Outwardly, the Queen looked cool and collected, but inside, she was freaking out.
"Aunt Joan, where are you? And where’s Jonathan Black’s miracle cure?" She kept burning through her mental energy, pouring everything into the memory link. "Come on, memories, hurry up and give me something useful! Aunt Joan, throw me a bone here!"
With life and death hanging by a thread, there was no time for slow, careful merging. Forget the tech stuff—just dig up the most urgent, crucial memories! As the mental energy expenditure skyrocketed, Dream Monroe ramped up her own output. Susan Morrow did everything she could to connect with the memory source, and in a flash, the trio dove back into the world of memories.
……………………………………—— Sophia's Limit Theorem Break Line ——……………………………………
Clack, clack, clack, clack—the long hallway echoed as Adam Zade strode forward with regal confidence.
Earth date: June 14, 1983.
Building Tiberius Laboratory cost a mountain of resources, but Adam Zade was on top of the world. As the lab kept expanding and new science projects popped up everywhere, the Zade Family’s influence ballooned. And don’t forget the brand-new entertainment zone—that sent Adam’s power skyrocketing.
All the doubters had shut up—some temporarily, some for good. Within the Zade Family, Adam Zade’s word was law, like a steel-fisted emperor. His guest list was stacked; even the President of the United States treated him like royalty.
But today, this high-flying VIP personally carried a bottle of red wine and a bouquet, dismissed all his attendants, and strolled elegantly toward his private wing in the lab.
Sophia’s private research area.
Just now, Sophia had—very rarely—asked him to drop by.
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Adam Zade still regretted his embarrassing slip-up on the Moon. He had no clue what possessed him to babble nonsense, but he knew he’d blown a once-in-a-lifetime shot. Since then, Sophia kept up her science work, cranking out results that made the Zade Family thrive, but she stayed cool toward Adam—and never let him be alone with her.
But today, Sophia asked him to come over—and made it clear: come alone.
As soon as he heard, Adam Zade cleared three whole days from his schedule, ready to extend it even longer if needed. He swore he’d pull out all the stops—no matter how long it took, he was going to win her over!
"But why did she suddenly invite me? Did she finally decide I deserve another chance? No way, she’s not the type to change her mind with time. Must be about the entertainment zone—yeah, that’s it. All my showy projects and sweet talk finally paid off and cooled her down."
Adam’s whole future hinged on Sophia. All his riches and glory depended on that woman. He patted his cheeks, grabbed the flowers and wine, and gently opened the lab door. No girl can resist a good surprise—he was about to deliver one she’d never forget.
He opened the door—and found the room empty.
"Where is she? Stood me up?" Adam froze, then shook his head. "No way, that’s not her style. There’s gotta be something else going on."
Maybe he was just early? Adam put down his gifts and glanced around. To be honest, Sophia’s lab was seriously spacious and spotless—aside from the size, there was barely anything in it. Makes sense, though. With Sophia’s skills, she could grab any piece of equipment from anywhere, anytime. No need to fuss about setup.
Well, there was one thing, though.
It was a notebook, sitting on the lab bench—the only thing in the whole room. The Cybertron Team was making leaps every day, data exchange and processing were advancing at lightning speed, and every other project in the lab had brand-new smart devices. But here in Sophia’s space? Just a plain old notebook?
What was written inside that notebook?
Adam figured he wouldn’t understand a word, but hey, no harm in looking. He reached out, picked up the notebook, and gently opened the cover. The first page hit him with a shock—the bold title made Adam shiver all over.
"Sophia's Limit Theorem."
Sophia's Limit Theorem? Seriously?
The lab had been running for ages, and Sophia had studied even longer, cranking out countless research papers. But this was the first time Adam had ever seen a project named straight-up after her!
No matter how world-shaking or humanity-changing her discoveries were, that girl never put her own name on them.
Maybe it was humility and logic—believing things should be named for their essence, not the researcher.
Or maybe it was pride and isolation—thinking these little gadgets weren’t even worthy of the Sophia brand.
Whatever the reason, this was the first time Adam saw her name front and center. Just seeing "Sophia" on the cover made his skin crawl with awe—goosebumps everywhere.
He knew—even if he couldn’t make sense of the details, this was bound to be a discovery that would blow his entire worldview to pieces.
Adam couldn’t wait—he flipped through the pages, scanning every detail, and got hit with another shock.
He couldn’t make heads or tails of the massive deduction process or the cryptic symbols, but the results at the end were spelled out in plain, simple language.
"Is this… is this even possible?" Adam trembled, his hands shaking. "Could something like this really exist? Can life truly be this powerful, perfect, and eternal?"
"Anything is possible." A familiar voice spoke up behind him. Adam turned to see Sophia standing there, bright and cheerful. For the first time in ages, she flashed Adam a playful grin. "Look, Adam—check out what I found!"
She opened her hand. In her palm was a single grain of white sand.