Translator: AnubisTL
Dead.
Truly dead.
Humans are among the most fragile creatures in the universe. In some ways, even single-celled organisms like paramecia are more resilient.
Let alone the exaggerated existence of Cosmic Behemoths.
Relying solely on their own abilities, they can't even traverse the cosmos.
The divine race, however, is truly immortal and indestructible. Even the Cosmic Rules cannot erase them. Faced with the first divine race corpse in the universe, Chen Mang was naturally curious.
Soon—
The corpse was hauled up.
It was confirmed to be dead, at least from a human perspective.
Inside the body—
There were organs.
Heart, kidneys, lungs, liver, and more, appearing identical to human organs. Even blood vessels, brain matter, and neural networks were present.
But—
It was clear they were all empty shells, mere facades.
These organs had never been used.
The true source of the divine race's life force wasn't these organs, but their spine—a translucent, emerald-green, and remarkably extraordinary spine. Only when this spine was severed would a divine being truly die.
When the former Cosmic Rules created the divine race, they merely replicated the human body, copying all organs and systems. However, it seems they never fully understood the intricate workings of human physiology.
It was akin to copying the underlying code of an app in an attempt to create an identical one.
Unfortunately, in most apps, only 1% of the code is functional, responsible for the app's basic operation. The remaining 99% consists of bug-fixing code.
Clearly, the divine race lacked this crucial 99% of bug-fixing code.
The result was what we see now:
An empty shell.
Their external appearance and internal organs resemble those of humans, yet they are completely incapable of using these organs properly.
"Are humans really this complex?"
Chen Mang murmured, sitting in the locomotive cabin and watching the dissection of a divine race corpse on the screen outside the train. He never imagined that even the Cosmic Rules couldn't comprehend the human body.
Just then, Xiao Ai's voice echoed through the cabin:
"Train Conductor."
"Kira told me that the Jade Spine is called the 'Divine Spine.' It provides life support and energy for the divine race. It's incredibly tough, practically unbreakable. Her father tried all sorts of methods, but none could fracture the Divine Spine."
"Hmm."
Chen Mang nodded slightly. So I got lucky, he thought. He hadn't initially known the divine race's true weak point; he'd merely guessed based on human anatomy. He immediately waved for his men to bring everything back to the train.
All good stuff.
It'll come in handy later.
His habit of hoarding waste had often led to unexpected breakthroughs. Take, for instance, that seemingly useless item he'd brought back from the Dream Realm. For a long time, it had just sat in the Film Studio, used as a prop. Yet he'd never considered discarding it, and today it had proven invaluable.
There's no such thing as useless things.
Only people who don't know how to use them.
He finally let out a long sigh of relief. With this matter resolved, he no longer needed to worry about divine race apostles coming after him. He could now claim all the resources here, without having to leave any behind to imprison the divine race.
All problems solved at once.
Perfect.
I like it.
Sitting in the locomotive cabin, Chen Mang glanced at his Civilization Panel.
[Civilization Name]: Human Civilization
[Civilization Level]: Tier 3
[Civilization Leader]: Chen Mang
[Civilization Planets]: Aquablue Star, Black Tortoise Star, First-Class Mining Planet, Mining Star Two, Mining Star Three, Mining Star Four, etc.
[Civilization Population]: 5.7 billion
[Advancement Conditions]: Civilization must have at least 1 billion civilized intelligent beings, a maximum attack energy range exceeding 50,000, and possess at least ten planets.
[PS: Each advancement from Second-Tier Civilization onward will release an "Advancement Ripple" detectable by all surrounding civilizations. The higher the tier, the wider the range of the "Advancement Ripple."]
[Civilization Means]: Can acquire a random Cosmic Civilization Empowerment.
His civilization was now a Tier 3 Civilization.
Moreover, all the Advancement Conditions for Tier 4 Civilization had been met.
Without hesitation, he immediately initiated Civilization Advancement, preparing to break through to Tier 4 Civilization. The Kasha Civilization and Mechanical Civilization, the Tier 3 Civilizations he had dreamed of for so long, were thus effortlessly surpassed.
The most challenging requirement was exceeding an attack energy range of 50,000.
In other words,
a Tier 500 Seven-Colored Firepower Component, the Arcanon Light Energy Main Cannon.
This posed no difficulty for him, as he had already upgraded it long ago.
However, for other civilizations, this meant an astronomical amount of murphy stone, especially in the resource-scarce Niya Star System, making the requirement nearly impossible to fulfill—like a fantastical tale told in a dream.
The higher one stands, the more one understands.
Only then does one truly grasp the meaning of "Tier 0 Authority."
It was authority that transcended even the Cosmic Rules!
Yes!
Even the Cosmic Rules—that nearly inviolable, utterly invincible force in this universe—had once gathered all the universe's resources to nurture the divine race, the race it had created itself!
Yet all it had done was collect murphy stone and various resources from across the cosmos.
Even the Cosmic Rules could not ignore the vast gulf created by murphy stone.
Chen Mang's Tier 0 Authority completely bypassed the murphy stone.
In this regard, the Cosmic Rules held less priority than his Tier 0 Authority.
Both were means of manipulating rules.
The Cosmic Rules operated within the established framework, while his Tier 0 Authority shattered those boundaries, creating its own rule.
Chen Mang lowered his gaze to the birthmark on the back of his hand, resembling the character "Mang." He had once joked that his parents might have been world-saving heroes, like players in "infinite flow" novels, unable to meet him due to being hunted by some villainous organization, and had left him this fortune.
But that had always been self-deprecating humor.
He knew it was unrealistic.
Yet—
Now, he wondered if there might be some truth to it.
After learning that advanced civilizations could travel back in time, perform Spacetime Reversion, and wield other inconceivable powers, he realized that his parents leaving him a fortune while being unable to meet him wasn't entirely implausible.
As for why it took the form of a birthmark...
Perhaps it was meant to be his name.
He shook his head, dismissing the thought. When he ascended to become a God-Tier Civilization, he would investigate the birthmark more thoroughly.
The most crucial task now was to upgrade the civilization.
Of course, before that, he needed to fire a Tier 500 Arcanon Main Cannon. He had never used such a powerful attack before, and since they were currently within the Cosmic Void, he carefully aimed at the opposite side of the void and pressed the red button on the control panel.
The patterns on the barrel of the Arcanon Light Energy Main Cannon atop the carriage rapidly lit up, and charging began.
An indescribably terrifying surge of energy gradually coalesced above the carriage.
Then—
Boom!
In the silent vacuum of space, an intensely hot and massive beam of light, carrying the force to annihilate everything in its path, shot straight into the depths of the Cosmic Void. This beam became the sole source of light within the void, resembling a mobile star.
Tier 500 Arcanon Light Energy Main Cannon.
The cost was astronomical.
It required a staggering 100 billion units of iron ore.
To put this in perspective, the Arcanon Light Energy Main Cannon now draws most of its energy from the Stellar Vault, consuming only 99.99% of its power. Even a Tier 200 Arcanon Light Energy Main Cannon, which consumes the same energy, only requires 100 million units of iron ore.
This meant the Tier 500 version was a thousand times more expensive.
The next moment—
A panel suddenly appeared on the screen.
[Human civilization has met the Advancement Conditions and has automatically been promoted.]
[The range of this Advancement Ripple is ten million light-years.]
[All First-Level or higher civilizations will receive this Advancement Ripple in their own ways.]
[The Advancement Ripple propagates at the speed of light.]
[The Third-Tier Civilization, Human Civilization, has successfully advanced to a Fourth-Tier Civilization.]
An unremarkable Advancement Ripple.
He didn't know the exact diameter of this Cosmic Void. If it was less than ten million light-years, then in ten million years, the Nami Civilization would learn of the existence of a human civilization that had advanced to the Fourth-Level.
Human civilization.
At this moment, it had become a Fourth-Level Civilization.
Immediately afterward!
A Civilization Panel reappeared on the screen.
[Civilization Name]: Human Civilization
[Civilization Level]: Tier 4
[Civilization Leader]: Chen Mang
[Civilization Planets]: Aquablue Star, Black Tortoise Star, First-Class Mining Planet, Mining Star Two, Mining Star Three, Mining Star Four, etc.
[Civilization Population]: 5.7 billion
[Advancement Conditions]: Peak offensive energy range exceeding 100,000, and possession of a Civilization Wonder.
[PS: Upon advancing to Second-Tier Civilization and with each subsequent advancement, a detectable "Advancement Ripple" will be emitted, detectable by all surrounding civilizations. The higher the tier, the wider the range of the emitted "Advancement Ripple."]
[Civilization Means]: Spacetime Reversion
"Finally!"
Chen Mang immediately focused on the words "Civilization Means: Spacetime Reversion." This was the most distinctive characteristic of a Fourth-Tier Civilization!
Spacetime Reversion allowed one to travel back to the past and launch attacks on the future.
When amplified by the Arcanon Light Energy Main Cannon, it could unleash attacks far surpassing the civilization's strongest offensive capabilities, making it a hidden "foundation-level killer weapon." Of course, this technique required proximity to a Cosmic Void to function.
Therefore, although Cosmic Rules placed no Cosmic Void restrictions on Fourth-Tier Civilizations, the consensus among cosmic civilizations was that a "Fourth-Tier Civilization" not near a Cosmic Void was merely a pseudo-Fourth-Tier Civilization—slightly stronger than a Third-Tier Civilization but lacking a foundation-level killer weapon. Only Fourth-Tier Civilizations near Cosmic Voids were considered true Fourth-Tier Civilizations.
"The gap is truly vast," Chen Mang couldn't help but sigh. The Niya Civilization was also a Fourth-Tier Civilization, but they controlled multiple galaxies, their territory spanning hundreds of light-years in diameter. He, on the other hand, possessed only the small Niya Star System.
Despite both being Fourth-Tier Civilizations, his foundation was clearly much weaker.
Once he had completely conquered the Niya Civilization, he would need to begin conquering other star systems. By then, Xiao Ai had already received all the information about Spacetime Reversion.
"Train Conductor," Xiao Ai said. "Explaining Spacetime Reversion is quite complex. Perhaps we should try it once? That would make it easier to understand."
"Agreed."
The next moment—
Chen Mang pressed a newly appeared button on the control panel.
Soon, a panel appeared on the screen.
["Cosmic coordinates of this location: xxxx"]
["Please select the duration of spacetime reversion."]
["1 year, 100 years, 1,000 years, 10,000 years, 100,000 years, 1 million years, 10 million years, 100 million years, 1 billion years. You may also specify a precise number of years, such as 18 years, accurate to the year."]
The longer the spacetime reversion, the greater the resource consumption.
For example, reverting one year required 100 million units of iron ore.
Reverting 100 years required 10 billion units.
Reverting 10 million years required 1 quadrillion units.
Chen Mang chose to revert 10,000 years. Soon, 1 trillion units of iron ore within the train slowly turned to ash.
In the next moment—
A strange seven-colored light enveloped the entire train. The train seemed to enter a tunnel, with the scenery on both sides receding rapidly. When everything returned to stillness, detailed information appeared on the screen.
[This location corresponds to cosmic coordinates xxx, a point in the timeline 10,000 years in the past.]
[Tourists must not alter history.]
[No one can see you, and no one knows you exist.]
[You cannot leave the Tourist Barrier.]
Chen Mang gazed around the train. Nothing had changed; it was virtually identical to how it had been before the spacetime reversion. It seemed that even 10,000 years ago, this region was already a Cosmic Void—a silent, pitch-black expanse devoid of stars, utterly desolate.
Given the train's current armor, surviving in such an environment posed little challenge.
The fragment of the planet that had once imprisoned the divine race was gone, likely the only difference. After all, the Niya Civilization hadn't even been born yet 10,000 years ago.
Surrounding the train was a luminous halo roughly the size of a typical planet, enveloping the entire vessel.
This was the Tourist Barrier.
The train couldn't breach the barrier; it could only observe the outside world from within.
However,
Chen Mang casually aimed a Tier 200 Arcanon Light Energy Main Cannon and fired. The Light Cannon smoothly pierced through the barrier and began gliding through the Cosmic Void.
Perhaps Spacetime Reversion had more applications than he realized.
But—
This was its most standard use, or rather, the most universally accepted and agreed-upon application.
By combining two overpowered effects, he could potentially achieve a result greater than the sum of its parts.
This location was over 100,000 light-years from the Niya Star System. The cosmic radar couldn't even detect the exact distance. However, by calculating the cosmic coordinates of both locations, he determined the distance to be 130,000 light-years.
In theory, he could travel back 130,000 years, fire a Tier 500 Arcanon Light Energy Main Cannon at the Niya Star System, then quickly return to the original timeline. By having the train absorb the Light Cannon's energy, he could drastically enhance the Train Armor in a short period at minimal cost.
The problem was the difficulty in controlling the margin of error.
Even a slight miscalculation could mean returning to the original timeline to find the Niya Star System already destroyed, or still seven or eight years away.
Moreover, spanning 130,000 years wouldn't yield much energy.
The 4987-level attack had traversed nearly the entire Cosmic Void!
That attack wasn't just 130,000 years old—it was at least tens of millions of years old.
After a brief observation, Chen Mang returned.
Not because he wanted to, but because the sightseeing time was limited to just ten minutes.
Though the time was short, he realized that such methods weren't necessarily limited to warfare; they could also be applied to daily life.
After returning to his original timeline, he used the refrigerator to travel back to the Kasha Civilization Federation in the Niya Star System. From there, he utilized a wormhole left by the Kasha Civilization to return to the original location of Aquablue Star, which theoretically should have been there, but he had taken it with him.
He attempted to select a point three years in the past on the timeline.
In the next moment—
The familiar seven-colored light enveloped the train once more, initiating Spacetime Reversion.
Then, as everything gradually quieted down, the Stellaris was encased in a Tourist Barrier, and a planet suddenly materialized before them: Aquablue Star. Using the Doppler Radar, he quickly located his former self—the version of him trapped in the Doomsday Abyss.
It was nightfall.
The miners on the train were already asleep, while his past self sat at a desk in the locomotive cabin, writing something.
Chen Mang stared at the screen with a complex expression. This was his first time returning to a past timeline and observing himself.
Though he couldn't make any changes—he was merely a tourist—he couldn't even throw out resources or Accessory Blueprints.
Unless...
"Xiao Ai, I'm suddenly curious about something. If I were to kill my past self with a single shot from the main cannon, would I cease to exist?"
"..."
After a long pause, Xiao Ai replied slowly, "There are no precedents for such a scenario, so I cannot provide a definitive answer. However, I strongly advise against attempting this, as it could trigger unforeseen consequences."
"Hmm."
Chen Mang pondered for a moment before asking again, "What if I fired countless Tier 10 Arcanon Main Cannons in rapid succession, wiping out all the monsters on Aquablue Star in a short period? What would happen then?"
"Unknown."
Xiao Ai sighed softly, sounding somewhat helpless.
He could understand Lord Mang's logic. The fundamental difference between AI and humans was that even the most advanced AI lacked any self-destructive tendencies. Humans, on the other hand, possessed a deep-seated inclination toward self-destruction.
For example, standing on a high building often triggers an urge to jump.
This isn't necessarily due to depression or sadness.
Rather, it's an instinctive, subconscious behavior.
Seeing a tall building makes one want to jump.
Xiao Ai couldn't comprehend this impulse. AI never experience such urges. He had never even considered trying to wipe his own database to see if anything interesting would happen.
"No."
"I really want to try it though."
Chen Mang spoke absently, his mind drifting. After a long pause, he snapped back to the present timeline, grabbed his walkie-talkie, and contacted Old Pig. "What's the security situation on Aquablue Star been like lately?"
"Excellent, Lord Mang. Under your leadership, Aquablue Star is thriving. Moreover—"
"Cut the flattery. Has anyone committed a major crime punishable by death?"
"Yes."
"Details."
"A middle-aged man who tried to rally the remaining train conductors and establish his own kingdom in the countryside."
"Send me his name, photo, and distinguishing features. Then monitor his every move closely."
"Understood."
Soon after receiving the condemned man's information, Chen Mang traveled back three years. Using the Doppler Radar, he quickly located the man hiding in the ruins of a city. The Arcanon Main Cannon began charging slowly, its energy output set to the lowest Tier 1 level.
Like a satellite strike.
Firing in space.
One shot.
Perfectly aimed, instant death. Chen Mang immediately returned to the train conductor's cabin, grabbed the walkie-talkie, and asked Old Pig, "What's the status of that man we discussed earlier?"
Old Pig's bewildered voice came through the walkie-talkie.
"He's dead... Just dropped dead out of nowhere, no warning signs at all."
"Do you remember which man I'm talking about?"
"Of course! Didn't you just ask me about him, Lord Mang?"
Chen Mang sat alone in the locomotive cabin, deep in thought.
He had reached a conclusion.
When a person's past is destroyed, their future self also dies. He had initially assumed it would be a kind of erasure, as if everyone would forget the person ever existed. But now it seemed that wasn't the case.
This was why he had always been hesitant to expand.
His vulnerability was glaringly obvious.
If the original coordinates of Aquablue Star were exposed, countless advanced civilizations would rush to his past timeline to assassinate him. How could his past self on Aquablue Star possibly defend against such an onslaught?
He needed to protect not only his present self, but also his past self.
The fundamental difference between four-dimensional and three-dimensional space lies in the addition of time as a dimension. In four-dimensional space, beings can freely traverse the timeline, as demonstrated by the current situation.
If his early years were stretched into a timeline, it would contain numerous critical nodes. To guard them all, he would need to station personnel at each node—a monumental undertaking.
The ideal solution was to keep Aquablue Star's original cosmic coordinates permanently secret, known to no one. He could certainly achieve this, but no wall is truly impenetrable. If the coordinates were leaked, it would spell his utter destruction.
He had to find a foolproof method.
Even though the coordinates of Aquablue Star remained unknown, Chen Mang had been vulnerable during his advancement to a Third-Tier Civilization. If someone were to travel back to those timelines to target him, he would have been helpless.
"..."
Chen Mang frowned slightly. While he didn't yet know how to solve this problem, he was certain that advanced civilizations must have a solution.
In this universe, for every spear, there exists a shield.
This was inevitable.
Ask Kira.
Half an hour later, Chen Mang sat expressionlessly in the locomotive cabin. Kira had proven useless. She explained that her father had only told her gossip when she was young, never delving into such matters in detail. She had run away from home before reaching the stage of systematic learning.
Perfect.
She learned nothing useful, only gossip.
The only solution Chen Mang could think of seemed to be Territory.
For the first time, he truly understood the Territory's other significance in the cosmos. When any civilization threatening his own dared to trespass into his Territory, no questions would be asked—they would be annihilated without mercy. Territory wasn't merely a civilization's sphere of influence; it was also a shield protecting that civilization's vulnerable past selves across all timelines.
If a civilization grew strong and then abandoned its Territory, it would be placing its weaker past selves under the cosmic guillotine, allowing any civilization to strike them down at will.
Territory was a civilization's lifeblood.
Nomadic civilizations are unsustainable.
As long as no one invaded his territory, it was nearly impossible to find his vulnerable past self. Yet there were ways to circumvent this defense, such as launching attacks near his territory—this was the purpose of the "Cosmic Landmines."
The primary function of a territory, it turned out, was to protect one's vulnerable past self along the timeline.
Now, he could no longer abandon the Niya Star System. He had to fortify its defenses until they were impenetrable, like an iron barrel. His lifeblood was tied to the Niya Star System; its fall would essentially mean the end of his existence.
Moreover, he needed to minimize his travels. Each new location he visited meant leaving another vulnerable point along the timeline, giving others a chance to travel back and kill his past self.
A civilization leader should remain within their territory.
Once they left their territory, any new location they visited had to be incorporated into their territory; otherwise, they were leaving their gates wide open.
A Fourth-Tier Civilization was already considered an advanced civilization in the cosmos.
Only Fourth-Tier Civilizations truly understood the significance of territories. When he was still a Third-Tier Civilization, he had no grasp of their importance, treating them like a child's scribbled map—drawing arbitrary circles and declaring, "This is my territory, and that is my territory."
As long as no civilization within the claimed area was of a higher tier, the claim held.
For him,
This was a massive setback.
His civilization's development strategy involved concentrating all resources into a single train, the Stellaris, unlike other civilizations that maintained militaries. The Stellaris was the human civilization's sole and most powerful combat force.
He couldn't avoid moving around.
The Stellaris couldn't remain idle.
And he lacked any other respectable armed forces.
"Headache..."
Chen Mang leaned back in his chair, gently massaging his temples. Low-Tier Civilizations were so much simpler, he thought. It was just about comparing numerical values—whoever had the higher numbers was the strongest. Back on Aquablue Star, if someone outranked you by even one Tier, you couldn't even break their defenses. Absolute invincibility. Those were the days.
Advanced civilizations were far more complex. Attack methods had diversified, and defenses struggled to keep up.
In this situation, defense alone was futile.
You can't guard against thieves forever; eventually, you'll slip up.
The best defense was elimination.
Clearing out all civilizations within his territory's vicinity that posed a future threat—that was the true purpose of the Cosmic Landmines. He finally understood their significance and resolved to create Cosmic Landmines for the human civilization.
The human civilization needed Cosmic Landmines too.
At the very least, they needed to saturate the area around the Niya Star System with them.
Otherwise, they would have no sense of security whatsoever.
Time passed quickly.
A year went by.
During that year, the Stellaris train remained within the Niya Star System, focusing on developing its foundation. First, nearly all civilizations had merged into the "human civilization," and their leadership had been completely replaced.
These civilizations...
...still maintained their autonomy, but their local governments were now required to pay regular tribute to the human civilization, effectively becoming autonomous regions.
As for the civilizations that had initially sided with the Zerg Civilization, they had all been abandoned in the 27th Galaxy, and wormhole travel was prohibited, preventing them from contacting or trading with other civilizations.
Apart from that...
...the most time-consuming and energy-intensive project for Chen Mang during the year was collaborating with Kira, Qi Kexiu, Xiao Ai, and others to develop cosmic landmines for the human civilization.
The ideal form for cosmic landmines was naturally Cosmic Behemoths.
But...
...they couldn't capture enough large Cosmic Behemoths, nor did they currently possess the capability to modify them, let alone transform them into structures with a diameter of two light-years. However, they had developed other forms of cosmic landmines and were about to enter the experimental phase.
In addition to that, Aquablue Star experienced rapid development this year. Benefiting from Civilization Advancement, many new enterprises emerged. After advancing to Fourth-Level Civilization, all trains within human civilization gained the "Spacetime Reversion" function.
Currently, Chen Mang has only granted this function to train conductors on Aquablue Star.
Other civilizations that have joined human civilization possess only nominal status and do not yet enjoy the full benefits of a 4th Tier Civilization.
One particularly interesting emerging industry is:
"Trace of Affection."
For example:
Inside a train enveloped in a seven-colored light membrane, a man stood in the carriage, gazing out the window at a woman. Tears streamed down his face as he sobbed uncontrollably, while others in the locomotive cabin wept alongside him.
This industry allows people to return to the time before their loved ones—parents, partners—passed away. By traveling back in time, they can witness their families once more.
It is only in moments of parting that we truly grasp the depth of our attachment.
Long-held habits of thought often lead us to believe that we'll always be together, until sudden separations unleash an overwhelming tide of grief.
But—
Even if we could return to a year ago, the price would still be 100 million units of iron ore—the cost price. On Aquablue Star, few could afford such a luxury.
An industry beyond the reach of the masses is destined to fail.
Therefore—
Big data algorithms would analyze all "consumers'" desired timelines and locations, pinpointing a common point. Then, a large group of consumers would be placed in a locomotive cabin, allowing everyone to see the people they longed for.
The price would be significantly cheaper.
Of course—
For those who could see their desired person in full at that specific moment, the price would be much higher.
For those who could only see a back view, the price would be much lower.
For those who could only hear a voice, the price would be even lower.
Everything was priced, filtered, and integrated by big data.
Or rather—
By "Xiao Ai."
Currently, all companies require AI assistance. Some of the more powerful ones opt to connect to "President Ai," the AI with the greatest computing power in human civilization and unparalleled efficiency—though it comes at the highest price.
For instance, at this very moment—
Countless people on the train were weeping uncontrollably, gazing at their idealized selves from the past timeline. For the first time, they felt the stark difference between the past and the future, and truly understood what it meant to be seemingly within reach, yet forever separated.
"Sigh."
Just then, a man's wailing abruptly ceased. His girlfriend had stormed out in a rainstorm after an argument, and her family later informed him she had died in a sudden car accident. He had grieved for an entire year, tormented by guilt.
But upon returning to a year earlier, he discovered his girlfriend sitting in the passenger seat, a handsome stranger behind the wheel, and they were...
The man's grief gradually faded. After a long silence, he finally spoke.
"Good riddance."
"You little bitch."
(End of the Chapter)
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