"What about clues to the source?" Harmonic Leaping Note asked.
"That isn't a level we can directly touch right now," Lin Ye said calmly. "But knowing it may exist, and may have a 'structure,' is already our greatest victory. Order's Dawn Coordinator, devote all resources to analyzing that residual information. Even if there's only one part in a hundred million of usable data, dig it out."
He looked beyond the model, toward the real Mirror Sea, struggling in agony.
"Save whoever we can first. Then follow the faint trail left by that venomous snake and find its nest."
The real intervention swiftly began.
Three layers of "dynamic buffer labyrinths," built from complex fuzzy logic and probability-cloud concepts, were constructed around the outer perimeter of the Many-Faced Illusion Clan's core consciousness under the lead of Radiant Stilllight and Harmonic Leaping Note. The labyrinths themselves had no solid defenses. Their defining trait was that they were "difficult to accurately lock onto and define," like trying to grasp smoke with one's hand. Once the erosion flow of Antimeme contamination crashed into the labyrinth, its efficiency at "forcing reduction to absurdity" indeed dropped sharply, forcing it to expend more "computing power" to analyze these constantly self-adjusting, semantically ambiguous barriers.
At the same time, three enhanced [Myriad Phenomena Poem: Sub-Units] were deployed to key nodes within the labyrinth. Like three brilliant lighthouses, they actively released highly condensed conceptual information that deliberately retained traces of internal tension, drawing the contamination's attention.
The plan worked. The blurring of the Many-Faced Illusion Clan's overall mental image was curbed, and even some of its most central collective memories regarding the "origin of change" were temporarily stabilized. From the despair of near-collapse, the racial consciousness emitted a faint ripple of startled gratitude.
Lin Ye did not relax. Most of his