Borrowing a Knife to Kill, The Birth of the Purification Protocol

"Penetrated...?"

The AI in charge of the weapons systems emitted an incredulous electronic tone.

"Physical attacks... are effective?"

"They really work?!"

Inside the command center, the deathly still atmosphere instantly erupted into a frenzy.

Countless streams of data began running madly, attempting to analyze the principles behind that strike.

Of course, they would never be able to decipher that layer of "the concept of death."

They could only reach one conclusion: Lin Mu was right.

Sequence Nine spun around sharply and stared fixedly at Lin Mu.

All suspicion had completely vanished from his gaze.

In its place was fervent reliance, along with a trace of awe toward unknown knowledge.

"Consultant Lin Mu."

Sequence Nine's voice trembled.

"You saved the Wall of Truth."

"Your theory is correct."

"We need you."

"Please take full responsibility for devising a defensive plan against this invasion."

"What do you need? Resources? Authority? Ask for whatever you want."

Lin Mu withdrew his hand and dusted off the nonexistent grime from his robe.

He looked at Sequence Nine, the familiar smile appearing on his face—humble, yet as though everything were under his control.

"The defensive plan is simple."

"Build more mass projection cannons. Gather more high-density matter."

"I'll personally perform 'parameter calibration' on every projectile."

Lin Mu paused.

His gaze passed beyond Sequence Nine and settled on the coordinate on the star map, located deep within the Divine Domain and encircled by countless red restricted-zone markers.

The Heart of Truth.

"However."

"To ensure the projectiles can withstand those special 'parameters.'"

"I need a special suppressive material."

"According to my perception, this material exists only deep within your Divine Domain's Non-Logical Restricted Zone."

Lin Mu turned his head and looked Sequence Nine directly in the eye.

"Give me the highest clearance for that restricted zone."

"Now."

Sequence Nine