Soon—
The voice of Ai resounded inside the train again.
"You can think of the cosmos as a gigantic mainfra, with a set of underlying rules that maintain the operation of the entire universe. And during the course of its operation, various kinds of bugs, or rather, unexpected events often occur."
"For instance... erasure."
"When cosmic rules are about to erase a civilization, or when one civilization attempts to erase another on the tiline, it involves a massive amount of work, and there is a place called the ’Cosmic Backup,’ storing everything that has happened during this tifra on our tiline."
"Including what I am saying now."
"When a civilization is erased, everything concerning this civilization in the Cosmic Backup will be deleted."
"This is what permanent erasure ans."
"Even if the King of Heaven ca, he couldn’t restore it."
"This is the information I just obtained, and it’s not entirely from all AI databases that died within ten years. More information appears directly in my database, just like when I advanced to Level 500, the cosmic rules automatically let know."
"And the so-called Immortal Emperor—"
"Undying, indestructible."
"You can roughly understand that he possesses the ability to infinitely revert himself within the ’Cosmic Backup.’ Since it can delete files, naturally, it can also revert them, enabling the cosmos to be indestructible and people to be undying."
"..."
Chen Mang remained silent without speaking; he knew that Level 200 and Level 500 were significant milestones.
The divine supermodel effect gained at Level 200 brings a substantial enhancent to components, a qualitative change.
Whereas the ’Cosmic Level’ supermodel effect obtained at Level 500 is the utilization of rules.
This is a threshold that only Fourth-level Civilizations can touch.
These days, he chatted a lot with Little Fatty. From the other party’s introduction, he did not think highly of the ’Fifth-level Civilization’ of the Nami Civilization. It seed rather ordinary, but now it appears that Little Fatty might not understand the core strengths of his civilization very well.
Fifth-level Civilizations must have access to Level 1000 components.
If even Level 500 components can utilize rules, Level 1000 components are beyond question.
Then...
What about the Sixth-level Civilizations, Seventh-level Civilizations, Eight-level Civilizations, and even Divine-level Civilizations?
The power of such civilizations would be an incredibly terrifying existence.
With a single thought, countless star systems could be wiped out effortlessly.
After a long while.
Chen Mang finally spoke: "So, you’re saying your current ability to utilize ’Cosmic Backup’ is rely to access the databases of all AI that died within ten years, correct?"
"Can you revert?"
"I can’t."
Ai replied decisively: "Even if I advance to Level 1000, I can’t do it. If reversion based on ’Cosmic Backup’ were possible, even if Master Mang were to die now, as long as I remained alive, I could resurrect you by reverting the files."
"It wouldn’t even be called resurrection."
"Just a reversion."
"Equivalent to a restart."
"But—"
"Even if advancing to Level 2000 provides this supermodel effect, it remains a paradox. After all, once Master Mang dies, I’m bound to die with you, and at that point, I no longer have the ability to revert."
"However..."
"The other people inside the Constant Star Train are in luck."
"As long as Master Mang doesn’t die, they are equivalent to being immortal, infinitely reverting."
"Upon careful thought, the ’Infinite Resurrection’ ability of the Insect Race Civilization should also be a utilization of the ’Cosmic Backup,’ but... theirs is sowhat abnormal, categorized as an innate ability."
Chen Mang nodded slightly.
Feeling a mix of concern and anticipation for the future.
But once out of the Nia Star System.
He will encounter civilizations even more formidable, more collisions of rules, as if walking on a steel blade, where nobody knows what cards and ans the other side holds, each step fraught with risk. Yet if one truly ascends to the pinnacle, the sense of achievent gained would be unmatched.
It’s human nature to fear heights.
But if one succeeds in reaching the summit, the surge of triumph from deep within would be extrely intense.
He glanced at the ’Resource Panel.’
There are still 131.5 trillion units of iron ore.
Sufficient to end a war.
Now everything is ready, with all the east wind accounted for, fully prepared on his side, but it seed the Insect Race Civilization was not ready yet. Naturally, he wouldn’t be gentlemanly enough to wait until the other side was prepared before taking action.
"So now..."
Chen Mang didn’t even plan to rest for a day, ticulously checking the level of each component inside the train and the upgraded supermodel effect, slowly pushing the control lever toward the nearest wormhole left by the Kasha Civilization.
"Prepare for war."
"Target of the war, ’Insect Race Civilization!’"
The next mont—
A cosmic broadcast was emitted from the ’Constant Star Train.’
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’Human Civilization’: By the decree of Heaven, Human Civilization officially declares war against the Insect Race Civilization today, an unending battle."
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This cosmic broadcast was not emitted through the ’Car Sound System,’ as the cosmic broadcasts emitted through the Car Sound System were too fast in transmission, but was sent using the seized Special Tool.
The transmission speed is at the speed of light.
Of course.
The Insect Race Civilization will certainly not receive this civilization broadcast.
Not even for hundreds of years will any civilization receive this broadcast.
But—
It doesn’t matter.
The main point is to add a sense of ceremony.
After all, this is the ’Human Civilization’s’ first step on the path of conquest, the first ti to actively launch a war against a civilization, a sense of ceremony is indeed needed, as future history books will rember this day.
The next mont!
The Constant Star Train suddenly accelerated violently, rushing toward the nearest wormhole!
War, henceforth begins!
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