Paradox

The sixth passage through the spatial rift.

But this time, the feeling was completely different.

The dizziness that had come with every previous passage was gone. Moreover, the déjà vu from the last cycle had intensified again. It was no longer merely a familiar "déjà vu," but a more tangible echo of memory, flickering like scattered fragments.

The instant Benjamin steadied himself, several clear scenes surfaced automatically in his mind: himself swiftly collecting crystals on the observation platform; Frost's silhouette as he landed carrying the corpse of an eighth-level Sickle-Skull Race warrior; and, before the final reversal of time, the Internal Grotto-Heaven rapidly taking in all manner of equipment—

These memories were incomplete, fragmented beyond repair, and could not be linked into a coherent narrative.

Before the vast number of Recording Crystals, those scattered memories seemed useless.

Yet their very existence mattered far more than their contents.

It meant that the "adaptive evolution" of his Body Tempering Method against temporal resets was advancing from vague "déjà vu" toward a more stable "Memory Anchor."

"Captain?" a team member asked from behind him.

"I'm fine." Benjamin's reply was unusually calm. His gaze swept over the two thousand wizards behind him, then shifted to their own alert troops standing guard ahead and Frost, who was flying toward them.

He knew what had happened.

That was the greatest use of these memories—not to let Benjamin guess, but to let him know.

Know that this was the sixth cycle.

The procedure was already quite familiar.

He presented Artorius's order and received permission to pass.

Before Frost could speak, Benjamin stepped forward on his own initiative and handed over a crystal he had prepared in advance. It contained a summary of the key research results from the previous cycle, as well as data from the current