Countless cold, straight "logic cables," glowing faintly blue, stretched out from unknowable depths and converged in the same direction. They ran parallel, 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 "regularity."
At the point where those countless logic cables converged lay a "space" that no geometric shape could describe. It was more like an "existence" in its own right-an unimaginably vast, cold construct composed entirely of absolutely ordered logic modules. It floated silently, drawing in every "nonstandard" concept and piece of information around it, absorbing, breaking down, and restructuring them into nourishment for itself.
Even from a distance, an instinctive fear of "ultimate formatting" quietly tightened its grip around the core of everyone's consciousness.
That was-
One of the Archivist Network's temporary convergence points.
The Arrowhead Squad had reached the target's perimeter.
Lin Ye drew a deep breath. Far from showing fear, his eyes blazed with battle fervor.
"Infiltrate as planned."
Against that magnificent, coldly ordered construct that devoured everything, any frontal assault would be suicide.
The Arrowhead Squad's strategy was to slip in, infiltrate, and find a "detonation point for contradictions" from within.
"A 'concept sieve' has been detected on the target structure's outer layer. It dynamically scans all unauthorized logic streams attempting to approach. The sieve is extremely dense; conventional disguises cannot pass through," Order's Dawn reported swiftly. "Its protocol is based on the blueprint foundational axioms and can definitively identify every 'anomaly' that fails to conform to them."
"Thousand Faces, how long would you need to simulate a standard logic stream under the blueprint axioms?" Lin Ye asked.
Myriad Faces and Forms fell silent for a moment. "A perfect simulation is impossible. The axiom system