Countless icy, straight "logic cables," glowing with faint blue light, extended from unknowable depths and converged in the same direction. They ran parallel to one another, never crossing, arranged like the most precise integrated circuit. Wherever they passed, chaos was smoothed away, paradoxes were corrected, and even the dimensions themselves took on a rigid sense of "orderliness."
At the end where those countless logic cables converged lay a "space" that could not be described by any geometric shape. It was more like an "existence" itself—an unimaginably vast, cold construct composed entirely of absolutely ordered logic modules. It hovered silently, soundlessly devouring every "nonstandard" concept and piece of information around it, absorbing, breaking down, and reorganizing them into nourishment for itself.
Merely looking at it from afar, a fear of "ultimate formatting," born from the instinct of life itself, quietly gripped the core of everyone's consciousness.
That was—
One of the temporary convergence points of the "Archivist Network."
Arrowhead Squad had arrived at the target's perimeter.
Lin Ye took a deep breath. Not only was there no fear in his eyes, blazing fighting spirit rose within them instead.
"Follow the plan. Infiltrate."
Before that cold, orderly, all-devouring grand construct, any frontal assault would be no different from suicide.
Arrowhead Squad's strategy was simple: sneak in, infiltrate, and find the "detonation point of contradiction" from within.
"The target's outer structure has detected a 'Conceptual Filter.' It dynamically scans all unauthorized logic streams attempting to approach. The filter is extremely dense; conventional disguises cannot pass through." Xuxi reported quickly. "The filter protocol is based on the 'Blueprint Fundamental Axioms' and possesses absolute identification capability against any 'anomaly' that does not conform to the axioms."
"Myriad Faces, how long would it take to simulate a standard logic stream under the 'Blueprint Axioms'?" Lin Ye