Lin Ye shook his head and released the Prototype. The mirror core separated from the logic avatar, its light slightly dimmer.
"Rest can wait. First, synchronize the core intelligence and hear the detailed report. Time may be even more pressing than we thought."
Lin Ye recounted his infiltration, his exchange with the Pathfinder fragment, the intelligence he had obtained, and the perilous return journey. Radiant Stilllight and Harmonic Leaptone looked grave.
Xuxi's projection appeared and added her report on the Mimics' attacks, the crisis of trust, and the undercurrents of doubt.
As the information converged, it painted a grim picture of troubles both within and without.
"So, our current situation is this," Radiant Stilllight summarized. "Externally, we have confirmed the Scavengers' higher-level structure and ultimate objective, but reaching their core requires either a 'key' or taking enormous risks. The Eraser's shadow hangs over us. Internally, the Mimics have evolved attacks targeting emotions and faith. They may incite division and suspicion, shaking the network's foundations."
Harmonic Leaptone sighed softly. "The enemy's methods come layer upon layer. They seem to possess an arsenal of weapons aimed at every level of civilization."
Lin Ye remained silent for a moment, his fingers lightly tapping the throne's armrest.
"The intelligence is unquestionably valuable. It has allowed us to see our true enemy clearly, as well as the kind of rule-level oppression we are facing."
"As for the internal crisis..." A sharp glint flashed through Lin Ye's eyes. "The Mimics chose to attack emotional civilizations and manufacture a crisis of trust, exposing one of their assumptions: they believe that emotion, conviction, and unity are our network's greatest strengths—and also its greatest weaknesses. They want to destroy us from within. That means, at least in their view, destroying us head-on is more difficult than dividing and corrupting