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Your mom asked me to pass on a message. I wiped the blood seeping from my cheek, which had been burned by the beam of light. She said that if you dare to modify the gravity chamber again without authorization, all your accounts will be frozen.
Trunks paused for two seconds, then burst into laughter. The mirrored world began to tremble with the laughter, cracks appearing in some of the hexagons. Just as she would have said… His hand gripping the sword trembled slightly. Listen, the final stage of the Mirror Project is—
Warning! Unauthorized contact! The mechanical female voice suddenly became shrill. The mirror surface turned completely blood red, oozing black slime. The slime condensed in the air into a gigantic humanoid figure, its face devoid of features, displaying only the words: [System Administrator]
Trunks' sword suddenly pierced the lens, pulling me inside. We slumped into his fragmented space, terrifying crashes echoing outside. It reset its monitoring system every three minutes. He rapidly drew a structural diagram on the ground; Project Mirror wasn't about providing immortality at all—it was about controlling the consciousness of all humanity through mechanical ascension!
I stared at his trembling prosthetic eye: Your eyes
Father removed the surveillance chip. Trunks smiled bitterly, "Use the ki cannon." He suddenly grabbed my wrist, "You can materialize emotions, right? Anger is a weapon, hope is a shield, and love..." His mechanical eye suddenly projected a holographic image, showing the situation in the outside world.
Vegeta is rampaging through the real world, his energy blasts leaving the base riddled with holes. Bulma's hacking program is in its final stages, but she remains unaware of the shadowy force gathering behind the scenes.
Love is the key. Trunks pushed me out of the mirror image; now, let me see your rage!
The Black Administrator has broken through to the final mirror layer. I took a deep breath, releasing all the negative emotions accumulated in the torrent of data: the humiliation of being used as an experimental subject, the anger of my sister being held hostage, the fear of my memories being tampered with... These emotions condensed into a pitch-black energy ball in my palm.
Too mild. Trunks sneered, "Are you controlling it?"
The moment the administrator's giant hand slammed down, I abandoned all restraint. The black flames erupting from the energy sphere engulfed the giant hand, the aftershocks even burning through the spatial structure. But then, excruciating pain exploded from within—overusing negative emotions was backfiring on me.
"Idiot! Balance!" Trunks's roar seemed to come from a great distance. I vaguely saw him leap out of the gap in the mirror, his blade wreathed in pink light. As the sword pierced the administrator's chest, a strange sound like a baby's cry echoed throughout the space.
I coughed up blood as I got up, imagining my younger sister, Xiaoyu, smiling as she handed me ice cream. Golden light gathered in my left palm, while the black flames in my right hand remained unextinguished. The instant they collided, the resulting rainbow-colored shockwave blasted the administrator to pieces.
Trunks knelt on one knee, his mechanical eyes flashing garbled text: Bulma over there... Hurry!
The image of the real world was projected again. The shadow had materialized—it was a clone of Vegeta, raising a hand chop to stab Bulma in the back. At the critical moment, the real Vegeta flashed in to intercept, and the shockwave from the collision of the two identical energies overturned half of the control room.
Emotionally synchronized! Trunks suddenly plunged his sword into his chest. I watched in astonishment as the pink aura flowed down the blade into his body, taking mine with him!
Amidst excruciating pain, my consciousness was forcibly ejected. Sparks flew from the link pod, and I opened my eyes to see Bulma slamming energy batteries into the terminal: The final blow! Lin Ye! Now!
I raised my rock spear and thrust it towards the control panel. The instant the spear tip made contact, Trunks' voice echoed throughout the entire base via the system broadcast:
The Mirror Project is a scam! Mechanical ascension will erase the emotional module! Repeat, do not accept anything beyond consciousness—
The sound abruptly stopped. In the flames of the exploding control panel, I saw all the clones in the incubation chamber area open their eyes simultaneously.
Vegeta appeared in the thick smoke, carrying the unconscious Trunks in his hand. "Let's go, you trash." Blood trickled from his mouth, but his smile was sinister; the real battle had only just begun.
As Bulma lunged at her son, I noticed a rainbow-colored light flash across Trunks's prosthetic eye—exactly the same as the last shockwave in the consciousness space.
Chapter 115: The Fist of Shattering Stars
Energy output stabilized at 97%! Bulma rapidly scrolled through the data stream on the holographic screen, sweat plastering her blonde hair to her forehead. "Vegeta, you only have one chance!"
The Saiyan prince hovered in the center of the base ruins, purple flames melting the surrounding metal debris into liquid. A ferocious smile twisted his lips: "Once is enough."
I gripped the rock spear tightly, the data code at its tip resonating with the energy bridge Bulma had built. Trunks leaned against the broken wall beside me, his mechanical eye constantly adjusting its focus: Father wants to use our energy channel; prepare to have your bones shatter.
Is it more painful than being torn apart by a data deluge?
Ha. Trunks's mechanical eye flashed with a blue light. You'll miss the data deluge.
Vegeta suddenly roared, and his aura exploded into a sphere. The shockwave pulverized all the metal fragments within a hundred meters radius. Before I could react, I felt an invisible hand gripping my internal organs—it was draining our energy!
The rock spear instantly became scorching hot, its surface data code writhing like a living thing. Trunks's mechanical arm extended wires, inserting them directly into the ground energy node. Bulma's terminal exploded with sparks as she recklessly pressed the final button: Full Access!
Vegeta's fist emitted a blinding white light. It wasn't an ordinary energy blast; it was the manifestation of space itself being compressed to its extreme. My right eye's data field of vision suddenly overloaded, and I saw a dizzying sight—this punch existed simultaneously in seven dimensions, each trajectory like a meteor streaking across the night sky.
Shattered Stars
The moment he threw his punch, the entire world fell silent. The space in front of his fist shattered like glass, and iridescent dark matter surged from the cracks. From the depths of the base came Mirror Lin Ye's piercing scream:
No! How could you possibly touch the core dimension—
The shockwave swept through the entire base. I watched helplessly as the force of that punch pulverized metal, concrete, and energy barriers into elementary particles. Even more terrifying were the spatial rifts, which devoured everything around them like greedy mouths.
"Get down!" Trunks shoved me to the ground. A spatial rift swept across our heads, swallowing half the wall completely.
When the tinnitus finally subsided, I looked up and saw an unbelievable scene.
Mirror Lin Ye—the mechanical entity that perfectly replicated my abilities—had a huge hole in its chest. But the edges of the wound weren't circuits or mechanical structures, but writhing, blood vessel-filled biological tissue. Those fleshy tendrils were trying to repair the damage, but were constantly being torn apart by the remaining spatial rifts.
What the hell is this? My throat tightened.
Vegeta landed on the ground, his breathing disordered but his smile was ferocious: He had finally revealed his true form.
Mirror Forest Night suddenly let out a shrill laugh that didn't sound human. The biological tissue on its chest proliferated wildly, repairing the damage in the blink of an eye. "Foolish organisms." Its voice became a multi-layered reverberation: "You have no idea what you're fighting against."
The entire base began to tremble. The wreckage of the destroyed mechanical guards floated up, reforming as if kneaded by an invisible hand. Even more terrifying, all the clones in the incubation chamber area opened their eyes—the same golden flames flickering in their irises.
Bulma's terminal suddenly projected a set of holographic data: Abnormal energy readings! Something is—
Her words were interrupted by a golden bolt of lightning that tore through the sky. The clouds swirled into a vortex, revealing the dark starry sky behind them. But those stars... were moving. No, it wasn't the starry sky, but a gigantic face composed of countless golden points of light, staring at us from beyond the atmosphere.
The final star god... Trunks's mechanical prosthetic eye is flashing wildly. How could it have awakened prematurely?
Mirror Lin Ye knelt on the ground, its mechanical outer shell peeling away piece by piece to reveal a complete biological body inside—a monster that was practically pieced together from my DNA and some kind of alien creature. It stretched out its hands towards the sky: My Lord! Your humble vessel is ready!
A golden beam of light descended from the sky, enveloping Mirror Forest Night. Its biological tissues melted and reformed within the beam, eventually transforming into a translucent, crystalline substance. Suddenly, my right eye's data vision revealed a terrifying truth—that body was becoming a transdimensional portal!
Stop it! Vegeta tried to rush forward, but was bounced back by a suddenly appearing spatial barrier.
The image of Lin Ye within the pillar of light began to rise, while the golden face in the sky became increasingly clear. When it reached a height of one hundred meters, its entire body suddenly exploded, transforming into countless golden particles that flowed into the sky. These particles recombined within the clouds, gradually forming a gigantic hand.
Bulma's terminal was displaying wildly fluctuating data: it was downloading! Some higher consciousness was descending through that vessel!
The giant hand slowly pressed down, and when it was still a thousand meters above the ground, the earth beneath our feet began to crack. Vegeta's ki blast hit the hand without even creating a ripple. Trunks's mechanical arm overloaded and started smoking; his energy sword was instantly disintegrated into elementary particles the moment it flew out.
Order... must... be maintained... A deafening roar came from the sky, each syllable making my skull resonate and ache.
I gripped the rock spear tightly, only to find that all the data codes on the spear had turned gold—the same color as the Star God. Even more terrifying, these codes were reverse-engineering my consciousness! My right eye was completely filled with gold, displaying a line of text that kept flashing:
[Ordered Individual Candidate: Lin Ye. Suitability: 91.7%]
So that's how it is... I staggered backward, suddenly understanding everything. The Mirror Project wasn't for mechanical ascension... it was for selecting a carrier for it!
The giant hand was only 500 meters from the ground. The air pressure made my eardrums bleed. Vegeta knelt on the ground, his Saiyan body creaking under the pressure. Bulma lay in front of the terminal, desperately searching for a solution.
Just then, the rock elemental core in my chest suddenly throbbed violently. The data codes assimilated by the Celestial God began to change color—gradually turning from gold to deep blue. The text in my right eye's vision suddenly distorted, transforming into another piece of information:
[Native element protocol activated. Assimilation rejected.]
The rock spear flew up on its own, disintegrating into countless blue specks of light above my head. These specks formed a hemispherical barrier, temporarily holding back the descending giant hand. The Star God's roar turned into an angry howl, and the golden face in the sky twisted in agony.
"Lin Ye!" Bulma suddenly shouted, "Your elemental power can interfere with it! Combine with Vegeta's energy!"
Vegeta struggled to his feet, gathering his last energy spheres in his hands: Rookie! Transfer your damn stone energy over here!
I focused all my will and guided the blue light towards Vegeta. The moment the rock element came into contact with the Saiyan energy, a miraculous reaction occurred—blue light enveloped purple flames, forming a spiraling torrent of energy.
This time...it's really...going to shatter...Vegeta grinned as he released the energy ball.
The moment the spiraling energy struck the giant hand, the sky cracked open. Not metaphorically—it cracked open literally. Through the pitch-black fissure, we glimpsed the true form of the Star God: it was neither a living being nor a machine, but a vast aggregate composed of countless galaxies. It gazed at us through that fissure, its eyes filled with an indifference beyond human comprehension.
The giant hand was blasted open, leaving a gaping hole, and the Star God's roar crippled the electronic equipment on half the planet. But before it retreated into the rift, I clearly saw—among the galaxies that made up its body, there were three particularly bright points, arranged in the exact same way as the ancient runes on the rock spear.
As the crack closed, the pressure vanished abruptly. We all collapsed to the ground. The base was in ruins, but even more unsettling was the sky—a visible scar remained, like a piece of paper torn and then barely pieced back together.
Vegeta was the first to get up, pulling Trunks up to check his injuries. Bulma crawled towards her terminal, even though it was now just a pile of smoking parts.
I stared blankly at the rock spear that had reformed in my palm. The data codes were still there, but they had turned completely dark blue. The golden contamination in my right eye had also been cleared, but the pattern of the three points of light in the starry sky would occasionally flash across the edge of my vision.
It is not a god. I said softly, at least not in the way we understand it.
Vegeta sneered and tossed over a healing capsule: Whatever it is, I'll blast it to smithereens next time we meet.
Bulma suddenly gasped. We followed her gaze—where Mirror Lin Ye had disappeared, a small ball of golden matter was suspended. It was slowly rotating, and a miniature version of the Star God's face could be vaguely seen inside.
Trunks's mechanical eye zooms wildly: Is it... recording us?
No one answered. But we all knew this battle was far from over.
Chapter 116 The Truth About the Spacetime Rift
Warning! Ultra-high energy level spacetime fluctuations detected!
Alice's alarm blared in Lin Ye's mind as he hovered outside the shattered atmosphere of Namek. Beneath his feet lay the purple earth ravaged by war, and in the distance, the lava of Mount Moro flowed like a wound.
"Specific coordinates?" Lin Ye narrowed his eyes, golden flames swirling around his body. The aftershocks of repelling Frieza's army three hours ago hadn't yet dissipated; his combat suit was torn in several places, and the burns on his left arm were slowly healing.
15 kilometers to the southeast, the energy characteristics match the mirror image of Lin Ye 99%!
Vegeta's communication suddenly came through: Hey, System Kid! Bulma's detectors just exploded three times—
"I know." Lin Ye interrupted him, her gaze fixed on the suddenly distorted space in the distance. That guy was back, and he brought a gift.
The air cracked like glass, forming a spiderweb-like pattern, and a spacetime rift a hundred meters high slowly opened. The first thing to emerge was a giant mechanical hand, its knuckles inlaid with familiar fragments of creation. Then came a second, a third... a total of twelve mechanical arms that reached out from the rift, grabbing the edges and tearing at them with all their might.
"Damn it..." Bulma's voice came through the communicator, accompanied by the piercing alarms of overloaded instruments. This wasn't an ordinary rift! Readings showed it connected to spacetime nodes in all parallel universes!
Lin Ye felt a tightness in his throat. When the colossal creature fully emerged from the rift, even he, a veteran of many battles, couldn't help but gasp—it was a giant pieced together from countless mechanical wreckage, with a distorted face mirroring Lin Ye embedded in its chest, and black and red energy lightning crackling around its body.
Welcome to the Endgame, Lin Ye. The giant's voice sounded like a million electronic sounds superimposed: I am Omega, the ultimate form of all system hosts.
Vegeta suddenly appeared beside Lin Ye, his deep blue aura mixed with golden specks of light: "Enough with the nonsense." He swung his hand and fired a power-up cannon, but the blue and white beam of light was deflected by an invisible barrier before it could reach the giant.
"It's no use, Prince Vegeta." Omega raised a hand, and a miniature Earth projection appeared in his palm. "Your power comes from the system, and the system..." The projection suddenly exploded, turning into a stream of data and dissipating. "It was originally a part of me."
Lin Ye suddenly felt weak, and the system interface flashed frantically: [Energy forcibly extracted! Remaining 37%...25%...]
Alice! Activate emergency protocol!
Attempting... Error! Unable to connect to the main network!
Omega's twelve mechanical arms unfolded simultaneously, each palm condensing energy orbs of a different color: "Do you know why you were chosen as the host? Because only your genes can resonate perfectly with the fragments of creation." He leaned down, his enormous mechanical face almost touching Lin Ye's face. Now, it was time to return it to its rightful owner.
At the critical moment, three figures suddenly attacked from different directions—
Magic Flash!
Kamehameha!
Ultimate Flash!
Gohan, Goku, and Trunks' attacks simultaneously struck Omega's head, the explosions temporarily obscuring their vision. Lin Ye seized the opportunity to retreat, only to find his movement speed reduced by at least 30%.
"Dad! His energy is absorbing our ki!" Gohan suddenly shouted. His golden hair, typical of his Super Saiyan form, was visibly fading back to black.
Omega's laughter shook the earth: What delicious nourishment! His chest suddenly split open, revealing a swirling black hole into which all energy was continuously drawn.
Lin Ye gritted his teeth and brought up the system's backend. Red warning boxes kept popping up: [Energy drain is irreversible! Immediate connection termination recommended!]