Light Fortress Chapter 2015 - 60: Gu Castle Battlefield

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Previously on Light Fortress...
Turing reveals that the three Sparks stabilize the Time Dojo and that removing them could cause it to collapse. Gu Shen proposes not to refine the Sparks himself, but to find suitable masters for them. He suggests the Rust Bone General for the Hunting Spark and Senior Sister Luo for the Valley Spark. Gu Shen expresses his belief that humanity's fate should not rest on one person, but on everyone finding their own potential and becoming their own 'Divine Throne'. He asks Turing for permission to bring the three Sparks back to the Five Continents.

"How to deal with these three fire seeds... is your business."

Turing’s response was unexpected to Gu Shen.

Gu Shen looked at the person beside him with some surprise.

"What do you mean? I’m not the owner of the fire seeds... Over the years, it seems that my actions have been about selecting the ’successor’ for the fire seeds."

Turing smiled and said, "But actually, the fire seeds are always free; no one can truly arrange their fate. Now that they’re entrusted to you, it’s just hoped that you will handle them properly."

Gu Shen can choose to keep them for himself and slowly comprehend them.

He can also choose to share them with others.

"I understand what you mean."

Gu Shen nodded, with a look of gratitude in his eyes.

Mr. Turing’s clone, stationed in the Time Dojo for years, now willing to hand over the placement rights of these three fire seeds to him... means he has been recognized.

"I will definitely handle these three fire seeds properly."

Gu Shen took a deep breath.

"Good, with your promise, I’m at ease."

Turing smiled.

Gu Shen noticed that at this moment, Turing was emanating a glow rippling like waves.

He suddenly realized a very important question.

How long has Mr. Turing’s clone been stationed in the Time Dojo?

Six hundred years have passed in the outside world, how much time has passed in the Dojo?

"Every drink and every peck are preordained; utilizing ancient language skills comes at a cost."

"Both the Clone Technique and the Teleportation Skill are extremely life-consuming magic arts; every step I took, every trace I left in history, was the luck granted to me by the Starship Community."

Turing looked at Gu Shen, murmuring, "I thought fifty-four thousand years was a long time. But if this time is used to promote the ’progress’ of an entire civilization, then one person’s fifty-four thousand years is actually very short... I might not be able to accompany you further on the return journey ahead."

Gu Shen was stunned.

He had just heard this line not long ago!

"Don’t look at me with those eyes; I’m not going to die."

Turing scolded with a smile, "It’s just that this clone stationed at the Time Dojo has completed its mission, and I need to disperse this body to avoid excessive leaking of my destiny..."

After a slight pause.

Turing raised his eyebrows, suddenly regaining the vigor of his youth, proudly saying, "How could someone like me die like this? Even though I don’t have much life left, not just anyone can mess with me; rest assured, I’m still alive, and very well!"

"..."

Gu Shen couldn’t find words for a while.

However, as he looked at Mr. Turing beside him, he couldn’t help but curl the corner of his lips; this was the Turing he knew!

"By the way, since you’ve decided to choose new masters for these ownerless fire seeds, then entrust the Torch of Love to Chu Ling."

Turing slowly spoke.

This was the last thing he explained.

"Chu Ling is an AI life I created based on the template of the ’Lord of Love’; her existence is just like the ’dream’ of the Torch of Love."

Turing whispered, "If one day you can pull out the ’Fire Extinguishing Sword’ in the real world, then the Torch of Love will reignite, and Chu Ling will have a body, and thus a life of her own... I can ignore the ownership of other fire seeds, but this one’s ownership, I need to intervene."

The Five Continents World wants to establish a new [Deep Sea], and for that, it needs to find an immaculate spiritual sea domain for the [source code].

And the Torch of Love is the best array box.

"This matter requires no command from you."

Gu Shen said earnestly, "Even without meeting you, this Torch of Love would undeniably belong to Chu Ling."

This is not only Gu Shen’s expectation but also the will of the Lord of Love!

"No one is more suited for this fire seed than Chu Ling."

Gu Shen made his promise: "I assure you, I will certainly be able to pull out that ’Fire Extinguishing Sword’ from the Throne and reignite this fire seed."

"Oh... so confident?"

Turing asked with a smile.

"Of course, having done it once in a dream, doing it again... what’s so difficult?"

Gu Shen’s voice was calm, but extremely confident.

And this time,

there was no further response.

The faintly glowing light engulfing Mr. Turing dispersed into the void, and the void before Gu Shen turned into a myriad of mirrors, reflecting his childlike self at this moment.

The entire Time Dojo became empty, solitary, and desolate.

Gu Shen extended a hand to touch the ancient text array pattern Turing left in the Time Dojo, the azure light surged, engulfing him.

He soon found himself before the remnant starship of the Lord of Melting Iron.

This starship was entirely pitch-black, like a longsword; it was even less vast than the Initial, yet it exuded a chilling killing intent.

It was apparent... this starship was a "defective product," presumably its original body was cut down in a massive storm, leaving only this few hundred meters of the ship’s tip.

Turing spent a long time completing the repairs on this black ship’s tip.

This is no longer a ship, but more like a sword!

Gu Shen’s spirit entered the starship, and the pitch-black void was ignited by a dim glow; he watched the relic of the last civilization era light up bit by bit, and inside, emotions indescribable arose... inside the cockpit, Mr. Turing had placed numerous blueprints and calendars, and this defective starship was like a history book; with careful observation, one could see the footprints Allen Turing had left wandering through the river of time.