System: My Doomsday Train Chapter 976 - 365: "Are They Dead?
He simply took a leisurely walk and returned with 472 units of iron ore.
This marked a staggering 100-fold gap!
Indeed!
Advanced civilizations possess unimaginable wealth!
Next.
He examined the 5000-level supermodel effects of the Train Assistance AI. Now, Ai possessed the power to freely erase any dimension from a train within a one-light-year radius, so long as that train's AI was of a lower level.
The scope for 'manipulating hostile AI' matched it exactly, both spanning one light-year.
Not ideal for battles across vast distances.
Yet in close quarters, nothing could stand against it.
The next instant—
A subtle, barely noticeable beam shot from the Constant Star Train, accurately covering the military planet of the Cyan Mountain Civilization ahead. Instantly, the 'time' dimension vanished from every train and creature across the whole planet!
In a flash!
The entire world transformed into a lifeless star, with everyone frozen stiff, locked in their positions from the previous second.
'Wait?'
A flicker of astonishment crossed Chen Mang’s gaze: 'You can erase the ‘time’ dimension from creatures too? Not only trains? Does that include the Stellar Giant Beast as well?'
'Of course, the supermodel effect details cover deleting any dimension from hostile creatures. As long as that Stellar Giant Beast falls below level 5000, it can be wiped out effortlessly.'
'What about Xiaolv then...?'
'Easily erased, without any difficulty.'
'Hoo...'
Chen Mang exhaled deeply, his expression turning thoughtful. Earlier, after maxing out Xiaolv's level and seeing it devour a colossal Cosmic Landmine, he'd believed it unbeatable.
With such immense bulk, even breaches in its defenses wouldn't deliver lethal blows.
He couldn't imagine what could possibly end Xiaolv.
Later on...
Every foe he faced could dispatch Xiaolv with ease; even now, Ai could casually strip away Xiaolv’s time dimension, confirming that in the cosmos, sheer size doesn't guarantee superior might. It also clarified why Stellar Giant Beasts roamed solo—they weren't antisocial.
The real cause was their status as prized targets everywhere; grouping up would heighten risks from predatory civilizations, so solitude offered safer, tranquil existence.
...
Swiftly.
The Constant Star Train glided past every checkpoint in this military base without issue and touched down on the surface. Nearby stood a military outpost, where a squad of training soldiers had just emerged, now eternally posed mid-stride on the ground.
Chen Mang exited the train and approached for a closer look.
Thirty-seven in total.
Each one looked strikingly realistic, akin to flawless statues.
No signs of shock or terror marred their features from the abrupt event; their consciousness never registered it, thanks to the time dimension's removal.
'Are they dead?'
He extended his hand, pressing it to a soldier’s neck.
'No.'
Ai shook her head at his side: 'Lacking the time dimension, all particle activity in this being stops dead—including atomic oscillations and metabolic processes—achieving total stasis.'
'Transforming into an utterly motionless solid in the universe.'
'Without a time dimension, spatial coordinates fail to refresh; amid cosmic expansion or galactic shifts, it stays fixed at its initial position, essentially fossilizing.'
'They won't perish.'
'Devoid of time, the universe can't wear them down; no assaults can damage them.'
'Their minds freeze eternally at the final instant before deprivation.'
'This being now defies death forever; lifespan's end brings demise, but death ties intimately to time—when time vanishes, death forfeits relevance.'
'Death unfolds along the timeline at minimum.'
'These have been utterly excised from it.'
'Or put another way...'
'Not dead, but as if they never truly existed.'
Next to him, Biaozi drew a dagger from his pocket and tried stabbing its belly. The keen blade failed to penetrate upon contact—not from hardness, but like...
Piercing something beyond this reality.
A whole new tier of indestructibility.
All cosmic ruin, harm, and mortality rely on time's flow; absent time, in a profound sense, this grants absolute immortality.
Matching the endurance of an Immortal Emperor.
Persisting until the universe's end.
'...'
Chen Mang narrowed his eyes faintly, observing how this group's feet were slowly lifting from the soil—due to planetary spin, they'd lost their anchor for spatial updates.
Eventually, they'd float free from the world.
Fossilized, anchored eternally here.
Galaxies shift positions.
Countless years from now, this galaxy might relocate entirely, this spot becoming a crossroads of multiple galaxies, yet this lot would linger unchanged at those precise coordinates.
'Can this be reversed?'
'Completely irreversible.'
Ai affirmed with a nod: 'No current method exists to reverse or mend this condition, and even if one did, success remains doubtful.'
'This isn't like playing a VCD, where you can pop out the disc or rewind freely.'
'Excellent.'
Chen Mang nodded faintly, a wave of pressing haste rising within him—he had to accelerate. More 5000-level parts were essential, along with... those maxed at level 10000!
The supermodel powers of 5000-level components exceeded his wildest expectations in terror!
That Divine-level Civilization loomed far mightier than anticipated; he'd only brushed against its helpless princess, and assuming that defined a Divine-level Civilization would spell disaster.
What came afterward proved far simpler.
They swiftly cleared every resource from this military planet.
98 units of iron ore in total.
One military planet's haul outstripped the combined yield of every trade world in a star system.
And within a single star system,
Four such military planets existed.
The Cyan Mountain Civilization's 'military planets' hoard supplies, execute grand strategies, and house armies. They function discreetly, but soon those figures would drift beyond the atmosphere.
On the Cyan Mountain Civilization's Doppler Radar displays, the sight would chill to the bone.
Thus, greater speed was imperative.
Even swifter.
...
The subsequent operations unfolded like a merciless, devastating tempest.
Strength disparity between civilizations was already vast.
Human Civilization sought maximal resource retention, sparing massive annihilation tools; else, victory would've come ages ago—effortlessly, merely seven Two-dimensional Foils unleashed, and all would cease.
Not even a 'Level 6 Civilization' such as the Cyan Mountain Civilization could defy Two-dimensional Foil's might.
Their sole safeguard involved constant surveillance of spatial ripples inside and near their realm, thwarting stealthy intrusions; interception had to occur upstream, for once Two-dimensional Foil manifested internally, reversal proved impossible—they could only witness doom helplessly.
Its blast radius stayed contained too.
A mere hundred thousand light-years.
The Cyan Mountain Civilization's star system sprawled broadly; seven might fall short—they'd require extras.
...
The subsequent operations unfolded like a merciless, devastating tempest.
Strength disparity between civilizations was already vast.
Human Civilization sought maximal resource retention, sparing massive annihilation tools; else, victory would've come ages ago—effortlessly, merely seven Two-dimensional Foils unleashed, and all would cease.
Not even a 'Level 6 Civilization' such as the Cyan Mountain Civilization could defy Two-dimensional Foil's might.