Xingtetsu: You are not included in Elio's script!

Chapter 765

Huang Quan stood beside him vigilantly, with his knife pointed at the ground, and there was still traces of black substance from the battle on the blade.

She looked at Lin Yu's tense profile, and rarely urged him, but a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.

Finally, Lin Yu took a deep breath and tapped the keyboard quickly.

The words were short and direct, "Regarding the original doctor's robe, what is the current condition? Is there any abnormality?" The moment the send button was pressed, he felt his heartbeat stop.

Every second of waiting for a reply feels so long.

The communicator was eerily quiet, with only the hissing sound of black mist oozing out of the memory crystal in the background.

Lin Yu stared at the word "Delivered" that kept jumping in the upper right corner of the screen, and his nails almost dug into his palm.

After an unknown amount of time, the communicator suddenly vibrated. Lin Yu almost immediately clicked on the message.

Black Tower's reply was concise and clear, with her usual cold tone, "The Doctor's Robe is still in containment, everything is normal, there is nothing unusual."

A screenshot of real-time monitoring is also attached below.

Inside the specially designed containment chamber, the black robe covered with mysterious patterns was quietly displayed, a dark blue suppression field was flowing on the surface, and a robotic arm was carrying out routine tests in an orderly manner.

Lin Yu stared at the screenshot without blinking. Suddenly, he noticed the refresh rate of the data stream in the lower right corner of the screen.

0.3 seconds slower than the normal situation of Black Tower Laboratory.

This extremely tiny gap may not be worth mentioning to outsiders, but to Lin Yu, who has studied the Black Tower in depth, it is as eye-catching as a beacon in the dark night.

"Sure enough..." he muttered, his throat tight.

He turned to look at Huang Quan, who immediately understood what he meant.

"Time difference?" Huang Quan frowned, and a thoughtful gleam flashed in his red eyes.

Lin Yu nodded, called up the scene in his memory where Black Tower took off his mask, and overlapped it with the screenshot.

The light spots refracted by the laboratory ceiling lights in the two pictures in the pupils of "Black Tower" are exactly the same, but the eyes of the Black Tower in the memory are full of madness, and he is completely different from the Black Tower who is replying to the message at this moment.

"It's not that the Black Tower is lying." Lin Yu clenched the communicator, his knuckles turning white, "What we see... is the future."

"The original doctor is using technology to tamper with time and project the conspiracy of the future into the present. The current Black Tower is still innocent."

Before he finished speaking, the communicator suddenly vibrated again.

This time it was a video call request from Heita.

Lin Yu and Huang Quan looked at each other and pressed the connect button.

In the picture, Heita is wearing a white coat? His expression is even more puzzled, "Why is he suddenly asking about the doctor's robe? What happened?"

Lin Yu looked at the black tower in the picture, and recalled her memory of being eroded by the void energy, and her throat seemed to be blocked by something.

He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound calm. "It's okay, just confirming. But if there is anything unusual in the Black Tower recently, you must tell me immediately."

Heita raised his eyebrows, a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes, but he still nodded, "Got it."

The moment the call ended, Lin Yu turned off the communicator and looked at the door looming at the end of the stairs.

There, the dim light became brighter, and the black mist seeping out of the memory crystal under his feet had gathered into a vague outline of Dr. Primal.

The vague outline of Dr. Original let out a shrill laugh in the black fog. The sound seemed to come from countless overlapping time and space, making Lin Yu's communicator buzz.

"So what if you noticed it?" A pair of scarlet eyes lit up in the void as the black fog rolled. "Time is nothing but clay that can be kneaded at will. Do you think you can change the predetermined future?"

Huang Quan's knife was unsheathed in an instant, and some of his torn clothes were lifted up by an invisible force. "Don't be so mysterious here. Since this is a projection of the future, I will completely disperse your ghost now."

The blade flashed like lightning, but the moment it touched the black fog, it was twisted into a spiral and disappeared into nothingness.

This surprised Huang Quan a little.

Lin Yu stared at the space-time anchor point that was vaguely visible in the outline of Dr. Original, and suddenly remembered the mysterious sphere in the hall of the 9th agency in his memory.

"He is using the characteristics of the memory corridor!" Lin Yu shouted, "These black mists are condensed from future memory fragments. Ordinary attacks will only cause it to reorganize continuously!"

Before he finished his words, all the memory crystals on the ground suddenly exploded. Countless tiny memory fragments shot up into the sky, piecing together a series of tragic scenes in the air.

The Black Tower Laboratory was swallowed by the void energy, and the doctor's robe turned into black mist that enveloped the entire planet.

The Xianzhou Alliance's fleet was shattered by the rays, and its torn battle flags fell to the ground, burning.

There are also countless civilizations that have degenerated into primitive states in atavism experiments, and their cries of despair echo among the stars.

"Did you see that?" Dr. Primal's voice was filled with morbid excitement. "These scenes that are about to happen in the future are the best weapons!" The black fog suddenly condensed into huge tentacles, each of which was entangled with memory fragments from different time and space. "And you are about to become the sacrifice of history revision!"

The mark on Lin Yu's body burst out with strong light, and the two-color light forcibly suppressed the chaotic fluctuations of the memory fragments.

He reached out and grabbed a tentacle, and the memory energy spread along the contact point, "Since it is a memory, it can be rewritten!"

Under his control, the image on the surface of the tentacle began to distort.

The burning battle flag unfolded again, the degenerated creatures gradually regained their human form, and the ethereal black fog became thinner.

When Huang Quan saw this, a glimmer of enlightenment appeared in his eyes.

She hesitated for a moment, then injected nothingness into the knife. The blade no longer drew sharp blows, but an arc trajectory like calligraphy.

"Break the void with the void." As she shouted, the black fog began to dissipate on its own wherever the sword flashed.

However, the original doctor's laughter became more and more crazy, "Death struggle."

His figure suddenly expanded and turned into a giant that blocked out the sun and the sky. "Even if you can temporarily disperse the projection, you can't change the direction of the future! The roots of the tree of imaginary numbers have penetrated into all time and space. The black tower will eventually..."

"Shut up!" Lin Yu mobilized all the power of destiny, resonated with the key of destiny again, and tore a golden crack in the void.

"We must not only change the future, but also stop you from tampering with the present!" He leaped into the crack, followed closely by Huang Quan. The sword light and Lin Yu's energy intertwined into a gorgeous light band, piercing directly into the core of Dr. Original.

In the cracks of time and space, Lin Yu finally saw the true face of Dr. Yuan.

It was a monster made up of the remnants of countless civilizations, fragments of memory, and distorted time and space.

And on its chest, the emblem of the 9th Agency was clearly embedded, which was continuously absorbing the void energy coming from all time and space.

Is he the head of the 9th Agency? Or does he have another identity? Or does he use the 9th Agency as a tool?

With a deafening roar, Lin Yu and Huang Quan's attacks hit Dr. Original's core at the same time.

The golden light and the scarlet knife light intertwined, and time and space began to collapse in the violent shock.

In the reality of the Memory Corridor, the memory crystals that were oozing black mist all shattered at this moment, revealing the last memory sealed inside.

The moment the memory crystal shattered, a blinding white light suddenly burst out.

Lin Yu and Huang Quan were caught up in it, and their consciousness seemed to be drawn into the turbulent torrent of time and space. Countless scenes flashed before their eyes like a kaleidoscope.

When the light finally faded, they found themselves in a pure white void, with tens of thousands of memory fragments floating around them, each emitting a faint light.

In the center of the void stands a huge altar.

Above the altar, there was a mysterious sphere suspended that had appeared in the 9th Machinery Hall. At this moment, the light on its surface no longer flowed, but appeared in a strange solidified state.

Around the sphere, twelve figures in black robes floated. Their faces were blurry, but the badge on each of their chests emitted an ominous purple light.

"Welcome to the end of time." A familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded.

Lin Yu and Huang Quan looked in the direction of the sound, only to see the figure of Dr. Yuanshi slowly walking out of the void.

What was different from before was that his body was now translucent, and countless tiny gears could be vaguely seen turning inside his body. “Here, all the past, present, and future will intersect.”

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Dr. Primordial laughed. "What? I want to complete a great experiment to reshape the order of the entire universe! Do you think those atavism experiments are just simple destruction? No, they are just a screening process. Only after experiencing countless degeneration and rebirth can civilization find the truly correct path of evolution."

He raised his hand and waved it, and the memory fragments around him began to spin wildly, piecing together shocking pictures.

Many more civilizations were eroded by the roots of the Tree of Imaginary Numbers and gradually became victims of the original doctor's experiments.

"See? This is the future that is about to happen." Dr. Primal's voice was full of enthusiasm. "And the 9th Agency is the tool I use to achieve all this. From the initial establishment to the current infiltration, every step is in my plan."

"What you call correct evolution is nothing more than satisfying your twisted desire for control! These civilizations have their own choices, and they don't need you to decide their fate!"

"Choice?" Dr. Primal sneered contemptuously, "Free choice will only bring chaos and mistakes. Only under my control can the universe achieve true perfection. And you could have become part of my plan, but unfortunately..." His eyes suddenly became cold, "You insisted on becoming a stumbling block that knows no bounds."

"Since you want to change the future, then you should get through this first." Dr. Primal's figure gradually dissipated in the purple light. "At the end of time, no one can escape their predetermined fate."

The void made a crisp sound like shattering glass as it trembled violently. The wild laughter of Dr. Primal and the roar of the collapse of time and space intertwined into a prelude to doomsday.

Lin Yu was on the verge of collapse under the impact of the void energy. Huang Quan's knife swung out the last bloody light, but saw that those memory puppets split into countless afterimages in the purple light.

"If this goes on..." Lin Yu's words were swallowed up by the scream that tore through time and space. He protected Huang Quan behind him, and the Key of Destiny burst out with the last golden light.

At this moment, the space was suddenly pierced by an inky black crack, and a biting chill mixed with fragrance blew towards them.

A hand wearing a black silk glove reached out from the crack and accurately grabbed the back of the necks of the two men.

Lin Yu struggled to turn his head, and saw half of his face exposed under the black velvet hat.

"You two ignorant little brats, who allowed you to play house here?"

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