"Breeding Emanator data is extrely hard to collect.
Do you need to provide more detailed samples?"
Ruan i spoke calmly.
With only so leftover biological fluid, it would be nearly impossible to restore the original organism.
The final result might differ drastically from the Swarm-King replica she had created.
And since Su Ran had chosen to follow the sa path she once walked, she didn’t mind offering help.
She wanted to see— just how far this man could go, and what gave him the confidence to speak so dismissively of her work.
"No need.
I may have entered the field later than you did, but my computational far surpasses yours.
I don’t believe your collected data is more complete than what I can compute myself."
Su Ran glanced at her lazily.
"Don’t forget— in the Simulated Universe, the entire Swarm scenario was written by alone."
The data Ruan i had was fine— but compared to the numbers generated by the Aeon of Erudition, the gap was enormous.
Similarity: 87.3%.
Too low to be worth using.
Of course Su Ran trusted the Aeon’s computation more.
"How large is the discrepancy?"
Herta asked. She already knew whose power Su Ran was using.
Who in the entire universe could match the calculation capacity
of the Aeon of Erudition?
Even if Su Ran only possessed one ten-thousandth of its computing power, he still far surpassed every supercomputer currently in existence.
"12.7%.
Tell —should I use data that inaccurate?"
Su Ran shrugged.
This margin of error was massive.
It might be exactly why Ruan i could only create a short-lived failure of a replica.
"No wonder it was a failed product,"
Herta added casually.
She trusted Su Ran without hesitation.
Ruan i’s data, after all, was reverse-engineered from her own research.
It was impossible to achieve 100% accuracy.
A replica that survived under a minute was already enough evidence that there were major flaws.
Su Ran, on the other hand—
Within days he had:
created a device that could store an entire galaxy,teleported a star, effortlessly.
The gap was not a matter of "skill."
It was species-level.
Even Herta, prideful as she was, knew she was currently a rung below him.
"Then why," Ruan i countered softly, "do you assu the 12.7% discrepancy is mine, and not yours?"
The number was... unacceptable.
It far exceeded her expectations.
It forced her to doubt— Is her data wrong?
Or is his data wrong?
She had absolute confidence in her own results.
"Because the computation he used,"
Herta declared dryly, "cos from the Aeon of Erudition."
The room fell silent.
Even Estelle flinched, though she already knew.
But Topaz and Ruan i—
Their brains practically blue-screened.
Directly using the Aeon’s computational power to analyze a Breeding Emanator?
What sort of insanity...?
And more importantly—
Why would the Aeon give a mortal its computational power?
This was the question both Topaz and Ruan i wanted to scream out loud.
This was not normal.
A mortal receiving a single glance from an Aeon was already a miracle.
Becoming an Emanator?
Rare beyond rare.
But this—
This man was literally wielding the processing power of a god.
Ruan i’s eyes filled with an almost feverish curiosity.
Her desire for knowledge nearly overflowed from her gaze.
She had lived for so many years— and yes, she had once received Erudition’s attention.
But she had never gotten close to the Aeon again.
Yet Su Ran?
He was using its power as if it were pocket change.
As if the Aeon had personally given him access.
Such a thing shouldn’t exist.
It couldn’t be replicated.
And yet she wondered—Could it?
Could she if she learned enough obtain a fraction of that divine computational ability?
For her research, for the pursuit of the ultimate truth— it would be the greatest gift imaginable.
Topaz, still recording everything, began to panic.
Should she even be docunting this?
If the public learned a mortal could wield an Aeon’s computation...
The entire universe would go insane.
The IPC would mobilize everything it had to get their hands on him.
Was she chronicling a cri?
Or was she writing the mythic entry for the most valuable individual in existence?
Ruan i couldn’t hold back anymore.
She leaned closer— far too close— as if she wanted to examine Su Ran molecule by molecule.
He calmly pushed her forehead away.
"Stop hovering.
I still have work to do."
But she couldn’t wait any longer.
She asked directly:
"Can you... speak with Erudition directly?"
Because if he could...
Then Su Ran might be the closest mortal to the Aeon’s essence.
Even closer than Zandar—the creator of the old machine.
Perhaps the closest in all history.
A perfect research subject.
Far more valuable than any Swarm Emanator.
"Isn’t that obvious?"
Su Ran replied casually.
"I’ve t Erudition twice since arriving at Herta’s Space Station.
At this point, it’s not even surprising anymore."
Everyone else: "..."
He said it so lightly.
So casually.
As if he were saying "I’ve been to the cafeteria twice."
"Then—can you communicate with Erudition?"
Ruan i asked, almost trembling with excitent.
Her voice, normally calm, was filled with desperate yearning.
Su Ran gave her a sidelong glance.
"...How about you?
Can you?"
That alone answered her question.
Topaz swallowed hard.
Her mind instantly returned to Herta’s earlier suggestion about "changing her eye color."
And for the first ti—she seriously wondered:
If I dye my eyes red right now... would I still have a chance?!
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