Chapter 1036: 481: Eternal Brain!

Chapter 1036: Chapter 481: Eternal Brain!

In the dark of the night.

A mushroom cloud slowly rose into the sky.

Hundreds of individuals in identical uniforms appeared.

They quickly dispersed in all directions, clutching Techniques in their hands, encircling the area of the explosion.

Wherever they passed, the nuclear explosion’s Strength was rapidly retracted, as though it was being absorbed and emptied by some unknown force.

In the districts farther away, the panicked screams and cries of people had already erupted.

But in the span of just a few seconds,

those sounds disappeared.

Shen Ye floated silently in midair, quietly observing the scene below.

—Someone coming to clean up was expected.

But what about what comes after?

Maybe he needed to wait a little longer, to see who would step forward and give him an explanation.

The voice of the Big Skeleton suddenly echoed in his mind:

“They’re all dead.”

“Not a single one left?” Shen Ye asked.

“Not a single one,” the Big Skeleton replied with a chuckle.

“I originally wanted you to leave one behind so we could question them about the situation,” Shen Ye said.

“Sorry, I was feeling too powerful after transforming into a dragon. I casually let out a burst of Dragon Breath, and none of them could withstand it—really, no survivors,” said the Big Skeleton.

“Then come back,” Shen Ye said helplessly.

The void shimmered briefly.

Shen Ye saw the faint silhouette of a giant dragon appear silently, then a series of “creaks and cracks” sounded in the air as it transformed into a green Bone Blade, landing before him.

To be honest—

He was rather tempted to melt down that “Cloud Shadow” blade too.

But in front of the Parasitic Empress, he couldn’t expose that he possessed a blade on the level of Truth.

For now, he would keep it.

Shen Ye sheathed the blade at his waist, glanced downward, and noticed two figures flying toward him.

—Finally, the situation had reached the moment of closure.

“Major General Shen Ye, greetings,”

one of them said expressionlessly.

“Hello,” Shen Ye replied.

“This incident caused massive damage. Covering it up will require significant time, effort, and resources,” the other said.

“Indeed,” Shen Ye nodded.

“Therefore, we will directly deduct the costs from your account—since your account has no funds, we will confiscate your spaceship to offset the losses incurred by this incident,” one of them said.

Shen Ye froze for a moment, then quickly said, “This isn’t fair. It’s clearly the ‘Angel Graveyard’ assassins who came to kill me—why should I pay for it?”

The man replied:

“You clearly knew they could use nuclear weapons, yet you still chose to engage them in combat within the city. That was your mistake.”

“Of course, as the offending party, the ‘Angel Graveyard’ should bear seventy percent of the responsibility. However, you exterminated them completely.”

“Now, only you are still alive.”

“Which is why you must bear the entire compensation yourself.”

After saying this, the two bowed slightly to Shen Ye and prepared to leave.

One of them turned back and asked, “Major General Shen, is there anything else you’d like to add? Or any appeals you’d like to make?”

Shen Ye stared at the flattened streets below, dazed for a moment, before speaking:

“Is it enough?”

“What?” The man seemed momentarily confused.

“Confiscating a spaceship—will that be enough to atone for the dead on this land?” Shen Ye asked.

The two exchanged glances.

One of them replied, “The spaceship’s usage rights will be auctioned off at a high price. The funds earned will be sufficient to heal the trauma of this war.”

The other added, “The streets here will be immediately restored. Virtual scenarios will activate certain chip NPCs to replace those who lived here.”

“For individuals who cannot be replaced, they will be reported in the news as victims of ‘a gas explosion.'”

Shen Ye looked down again for a moment.

Large transport trucks were parked in the district, their doors wide open.

People were disembarking in orderly rows and walking toward the buildings.

“Rest assured, these individuals have been implanted with generated memories through chips. They will live here in place of the previous inhabitants,” one of them said.

Shen Ye wanted to ask more questions, but as a Major General, if he didn’t already understand this much, wouldn’t that seem suspicious?

He could only put this matter aside for now and figure it out later.

Opening his mouth, he said, “Good—by the way, next time I experience an attack, I’ll be more cautious.”

“Never again will such an incident occur.”

Hearing this, the two fell silent for a moment before replying respectfully:

“Understood. We will report your statement truthfully and await further instructions.”

With that, they descended back to the ground, directing the surrounding personnel to continue cleaning the site.

Shen Ye let out a sigh, feeling a sense of dull disinterest.

—Was this still the real world?

Was the world he grew up in, the world he’d lived in all along, truly a place where such conflicts occurred?

Watching television in the past, all those floods, gas explosions, and various disasters—were they all just methods of concealment?

In this moment, Shen Ye couldn’t help but feel that the world he had grown up surviving in was so unfamiliar.

Perhaps being Normal, and ignorant, was a kind of happiness.

But for a Normal person, in battles of this magnitude, they were unbearably fragile.

Lives as fragile as duckweed, beyond their own control.

Suddenly.

Shen Ye felt a movement at his elbow.

Pei A’suo’s voice quietly whispered in his ear:

“I knew you’d eliminate an entire faction. This means one thing—you’ve been acknowledged.”

“—The chip in your body will activate!”

Before Shen Ye’s eyes, another surreal scene emerged.

The dark void of the cosmos materialized before him.

But the universe was merely a facade of emptiness, and beneath this illusion—

“Look,” Pei A’suo’s voice whispered again, “With my power, I can only let you glimpse its true form once.”

As the final word fell,

The image of the cosmos distorted repeatedly, until it ultimately vanished.

What appeared before Shen Ye was an immeasurable mass of flesh.

—It couldn’t even be confirmed as a spherical shape.

Boundless blood and flesh, as vast as mountains and seas.

It undulated slowly, yet paradoxically evoked a profound sense of tranquility.