Tracing the Kuiper Belt's Star Trails with the Patterns of the Starry Sky

In just three minutes,

the barrier's integrity dropped by 20%.

Like a countdown to death, it filled everyone who heard it with an indescribable terror.

Inside the cruise ship, the lights blazed brightly, yet they could not conceal the darkness in people's hearts.

The laughter in the ballroom had long been replaced by panic. Guests and crew scattered in every direction, searching for whatever they believed to be safe.

Yet at this moment of despair, individual life and death no longer seemed important.

After all, the few who could remain calm had already begun to act. Especially Su Wen.

Because he had found that perfect future.

As for saving those who belonged neither to the Resistors Organization nor the Lorenz Riel Conservatives, it was not out of sympathy or pity.

It was because, on the chessboard of the future,

he intended to use this to win a sliver of survival for the Resistors Organization in Southeast Asia, sparing them from a merciless purge once the dust had settled.

It was a silent transaction, an exchange between a player, his chips, and the future.

And so,

Su Wen walked deeper into the cruise ship.

Within this secret cabin, arranged in advance by the Lorenz Riel radicals, the experimental ritual concerning civilization's future—even one that had attempted to "create a god"—had only just concluded.

If their delusional experiment had achieved unimaginable success with Su Wen's involvement,

then the future he intended to bring about next

might be an even greater finale, one that 99 percent of people could never predict.

As for Zhutian Sui and Inoue Fei Yu, these two figures once considered crucial, the last shred of their value had ended with the completion of the ritual.

Then,

it was time to settle the score with them.

Su Wen would never