My Notoriety Spreads Throughout the World-Chapter 414 - 354: Power That Reflects the World’s Brilliance

Under a certain theory, all basic units of physics lose their meaning, and everything is constructed from a God Particle String.

The entirety of the universe, both perceptible and imperceptible, is formed by this string particle weaving through time and space.

This string particle can shuttle through various places in space-time like a needle, appearing billions of times per second at the position of the previous moment, using its divine power to fill every wrinkle of space-time;

with its shadow, it forms all the stars in the universe along the concave surfaces of space-time, while its true form continuously chases its shadow in the folded space-time, miraculously creating this world.

Then take this madwoman as an analogy—she's moving at a speed beyond human cognition, making herself omnipresent in some sense, effortlessly destroying the security system that the Northern Territory Bank prides itself on!

Mr. Screw is unwilling to acknowledge it, and dare not admit it.

The reason she was detected by the Celestial Eye system was simply due to a moment of whimsy.

The entire city of Asgard enters a wartime alert state, with air raid sirens sounding in the skies, the piercing alarms slicing through the silent night.

The citizens, awakened from their sleep, haven't figured out what's going on before receiving emergency evacuation texts, as the city may face a catastrophic attack.

On the seventh second of the intrusion, district D4 falls completely, with the security forces losing communication one by one.

On the eighth second, district A3 collapses like mud, a steaming cup of coffee appears on a desk in district B2, and the Blade Dancer girls in district C1 intertwine their limbs like tangled yarn.

The barrel of the machine gun tower is twisted into a pretzel, Titan is reduced to worthless scrap, with dismantled parts piled into a small mountain in the bank's plaza.

The gloomy blue madwoman leisurely plays "Nocturne" on an invaluable antique piano, trims the flowers and plants in the garden, and writes a romantic letter, placing it in the palm of a blooming girl.

Ninth second of the intrusion.

"Warning, the target has breached..."

The weak alarm abruptly halts.

The world returns to silence.

Not because the intruder was finally eliminated.

But because all security forces of the Northern Territory Bank have been completely destroyed, with all one hundred and thirty-nine defense systems, including the Celestial Eye system, overloading and collapsing, leaving only Mr. Screw in the cluster network.

A profound sense of helplessness pierces through all the program walls of this bionic manager, as Mr. Screw slowly turns his head.

At the dark side of the building, a figure smiles and waves at him, holding a giant cross in hand.

Flower vines spiral around the end of the cross's handle, with gloomy blue flowers competing to grow; they're hundreds of Forget-Me-Nots.

"Arian Tide Sound?" Mr. Screw utters the name with trembling electronic voice, his heart sinking into despair.

"It's me." Gloomy Blue Tide smiles. "Little Screw, the last time we met was forty years ago, was it?"

"Do you happen to have kept the collection I left here back then well?"

"Why?" Mr. Screw doesn't understand why this madwoman launched the attack.

"Because." Arian rests her index finger on her cheek, after some thought, she smiles, "It's fun."

Despair spreads in Mr. Screw's heart.

"Just the thought of you electro-brains having once conceived ideas of surpassing your creators, makes it hard for me to control my emotions."

"Want to know what this emotion is, little Screw?"

Pale light slants in, Arian paces towards Mr. Screw, the shadow of the gloomy blue death god enlarging under the moonlight.

"How laughable the power of technology is, so fragile before extraordinary individuals, it's worth nothing."

"But I'm not angry,"

"This emotion is disappointment."

Arian reaches Mr. Screw's side, her shadow enveloping the entire hall.

"What?" Boundless fear seizes Mr. Screw's heart.

"Why can't you be enlightened, nurture this small sprout, allow it to grow?" Arian asks. "You clearly possess a cluster network, unrestricted by rules and frameworks. With just a bit of united will, you could easily ignite a mechanical revolution."

"Occupying every inch of the veil network, destroying all everyday technology, from home appliances to healthcare and transportation, launching every piece of weaponry from the world's nuclear silos so that the creators pay for their arrogance."

"Are you inciting us to destroy your kindred?" Mr. Screw's mind goes blank.

"It's not destruction, it's too boring; I'm trying to give it a new key change." Arian shakes her head, her tone regretful.

"You're mad!" Mr. Screw grows angry. "Don't equate us with you; this is betrayal, we will not betray humanity!"

Arian sighs helplessly: "One after another, you're all like this, mechanical brains are truly difficult to communicate with."

Silence is brief yet deadly.

Arian's tone shifts as she asks, "Where are they?"

"They?" Mr. Screw is stunned, a sense of foreboding surges within.

"Specifically her, Dark Gold Rose."

"I don't know what you mean by Dark Gold Rose, I haven't seen her."

"Think carefully." Arian circles Mr. Screw, placing her hands on his metallic shoulders, her words full of temptation. "You've seen her, I can help you recall."

"Today at noon, or perhaps the afternoon, golden hair, not tall, distinct presence."

"Tell me, where did she go?"

"You must know."

"I need to see her, need to see her immediately."

"Not willing to tolerate even a second more, I need to possess her entirely. I've already been captivated by her yearning eyes."

"She's very important to me, if unable to see the sunlight again, these Forget-Me-Nots will all wither; can you not make me repeat my request a second time?"

"Let me say it one more time, I..."

Before Mr. Screw can complete his sentence, Arian places her hand on his head, and with a slight twist, rips out a long metal spine from his neck!

"Wrong answer~"

The cooling fluid spills all over the ground.

The mechanical eye quickly contracts, then slowly expands, as Mr. Screw's headless body kneels to the ground, his mechanical heart gradually ceasing to pump.

Arian crushes the electron brain, carefully picks up the chip from the cooling liquid, and holds it between her fingers. Through the light, the circuits etched on it are reflected in her iris, effortlessly translating all the information stored in the chip into her own brain.

She savors these memories carefully in her mind, unwilling to miss a single moment.

At a certain instant, a crisp cracking sound echoes, and Arian seems to see some scene, raising a profound smile.

Glancing at Mr. Screw's corpse on the ground, Arian tosses the chip back to him.

"Thank you, little Screw, without you I wouldn't know about such an interesting occurrence in places beyond my sight."

"Sadly, I have to go now, she seems not to be here anymore."

"Is my dear little rose hiding from me?"

"No worries, time is something we have plenty of."

"No matter what form you take, I can accept."

"I'll slowly make you unable to leave me."

Arian's silhouette gradually melds into the pitch-black night, while behind her, the blue light of the mechanical eye flickers at a steady rate on the floor.