You should know that Dr. Calderon Chadwick is already the most friendly genius toward the company.
As a result, he was forced out, and now trying to find someone is nothing short of a dream!
Finally, a board member, through secret channels and after a big favor, managed to contact the Genius Society's #64 seat, Dr. Primitive.
Soon, a cluster of humanoid silhouettes was projected.
This is Dr. Primitive, a genius whose identity remains a mystery.
Dr. Primitive scanned the model painstakingly built by the company's Technical Development Department and the Intelligentsia Guild, and scoffed, "It's riddled with errors!"
"Give me the raw observation reports and technical parameters directly; don't clutter them with junk that skews my judgment."
With a single glance, Dr. Primitive saw the myriad flaws in the model.
"All the data is right here."
Under Diamond's murderous gaze, a technician swiftly extracted all the data and sent it to Dr. Primitive.
"Strange, truly pinnacle-level dimensional technology..."
Dr. Primitive's hologram involuntarily moved closer, observed for a short while, and expressed a puzzled sigh.
"I recall the Black Tower's specialization direction doesn't seem to be this..."
In a brief instant, Dr. Primitive pushed his computational power to the limit, yet his lingering doubt grew stronger.
Such a level of dimensional technology isn't something that can be developed casually.
It requires a genius's specialization and a considerable amount of time to refine dimensional technology to this tier.
Black Tower?
It's not that Dr. Primitive underestimates her.
It's just that the current Black Tower is still too young.
Could this junior Black Tower have employed some tactics?
After all, for geniuses, youth has never been an absolute factor.
They possess myriad methods to compensate for the lack of time.
Perhaps it's still possible… Dr. Primitive's mind raced with speculation and calculation, then a flash of insight struck.
Immediately linking to the Path of Erudition, and using the Genius Society member's authority, he directly inquired—
What is the current final seat number of Genius Society members in the universe now?
[#84 Seat]
"The recent Black Tower seems to be at #83 seat, right?"
Feeling he'd uncovered the truth, Dr. Primitive continued to ask—
Who is the #84 seat member? When did they join the Genius Society?
[Genius Society #84 seat member Hermes, joined the club in the Amber 2158 Era.]
"!!!"
Dr. Primitive was speechless—have the other Genius Society members already been playing so extravagantly?
"You, a genius from the 2158 Era, running back to the 2157 Era, still brazenly causing a major incident?"
Aren't you afraid the Star God Machinery above will descend and erase you?
Oh, right.
Since the Interstellar Peace Corporation isn't shielded by a divine cover, it's fine… recalling the unlucky kid's Interstellar Peace Corporation, Dr. Primitive had an epiphany.
Emotionally, the current scene looks grand and chaotic, but everything is under control!
While questioning the Path of Erudition, Dr. Primitive didn't forget the Interstellar Peace Corporation's commission; after all, they spent a fortune, so he should contribute a bit.
"The application structure of this dimensional technology is fascinating; it's not merely sending people into a two-dimensional plane."
"If it were simply sending enemies into two dimensions, I could now design several dimensional anchors, with a 60% chance of retrieving this fleet."
Dr. Primitive instantly considered thousands of schemes, and grew intensely interested in his audacious colleague's dimensional technology.
"Dr. Primitive, set those aside for now; think of a way to rescue Talavan!"
Diamond, seeing the worsening situation on Talavan's side, quickly asked.
"Your fleet is probably unsalvageable; I'll strive to devise a method to save a single life of the Preservation Emissary."
As they spoke, the super weapon's coverage area contracted to its limit.
The boundary between reality and illusion became completely blurred, and the dimensional borders surrounding Talavan and others kept fuzzing.
A torrent of data surged, turning within the dimensional realm into iron laws akin to universal truths, like the fates in the great cosmos… Researchers observing from outside could clearly see starships and lifeforms continuously transmuting into a special form.
This isn't merely reducing dimensions.
Rather, it tags objects according to a certain rule.
"The areas covered by the super weapon seem to be acquiring some… attribute?"
Dr. Primitive murmured softly.
This transformation method is both marvelous and intriguing.
It resembles his meme infection technology, yet its core is entirely different.
"Is the regional timeline beginning to shift?"
"Also, what is this strange locking method? Fate solidification?"
Although Dr. Primitive is considered the enemy of intelligent life across the universe, his abilities are indeed formidable.
Dr. Ratio, who boasts mortal‑peak wisdom, sees nothing as anything to him.
Soon, he glimpsed starships undergoing extremely distinctive changes; every inch of plating, each round of ammunition, and even every filament of their construction began to emit lines of code and data parses.
And the intelligent beings aboard those starships had their life scales, timelines, and causal logic each solidified by some greater force.
In other words,
Everyone possesses their own "script," and all items become props.
Once fully transformed, you no longer belong to yourself.
Instead, you're controlled by a mutable code, an NPC, under the manipulator's hand!
After deciphering these, Dr. Primitive's eyes shone terrifyingly; he finally glimpsed some deep secrets of this super weapon!
"Immediately have the Preservation Emissary find a way to delay the transformation time."
Dr. Primitive said coldly, "Once fully transformed, he ceases to be himself and becomes a game NPC."
"This super strategic weapon could perhaps be called Super Weapon – Reality Gamification!"
"I need some time to devise a countermeasure."
"What?!"
Diamond widened his eyes, wondering if this was truly not a tall tale.
Dr. Primitive's research conclusions were heard simultaneously by the Technical Development Department and members of the Intelligentsia Guild.
Soon, they were even relayed to Pier Point's board.
They all stared dumbfounded, recalling Dr. Primitive's conclusions, glancing again at the Talavan fleet shrouded by that super weapon, unable to shake the shock.
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