In the brief silence, everyone felt a weight pressing down on them. Ye Lin looked thoughtful as he quietly broke the silence:
"So, you overthrew him?"
"Yes."
Lia nodded, her lips pressed tightly together:
"In the end, the Final Producer even considered the real world his property. No one was allowed to live in reality."
"He locked everyone up and used their brains as biocomputers, making them keep working for him in the virtual world. When even the IJ Group's employees and executives were exploited this way, everyone united against him."
"Working together from inside and outside, we overthrew his rule. But because of the virtual machines, many people are still trapped in false worlds, endlessly performing computations."
"So..."
Before Lia could finish, Ye Lin's eyes flickered, and his fingertips habitually tapped the surface beneath him.
"So you need us to enter the base housing the virtual machine and destroy it. If I'm not mistaken, you've already destroyed a lot of these machines. After so much destruction, whatever the Final Producer left behind has developed countermeasures, so you don't have much time left."
Liberation? Transcendence?
Does [Transcendence] in the question mean freeing the humans trapped in the virtual world?
Does Celestial Crisis refer to the blocked-out sun?
Lia nodded, making no attempt to hide anything:
"Exactly."
"We've destroyed ninety percent of the entire virtual machine network. Only the last ten percent remains. According to our intelligence, the artificial intelligence controlling these machines is copying these people's consciousnesses, making it impossible for them to ever escape the virtual world."
"But as long as we shut down that machine, the whole world will return to normal. The Dyson Sphere blocking the sun will open, and sunlight will shine on the earth again."
"That place is the Final Producer's last fortress. We need