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Golden light transformed into countless threads that pierced the battlefield. Vegeta suddenly trembled violently: countless images flooded his mind like a volcanic eruption—the Saiyans of Universe 6 tempering their bodies in magma, the Saiyans of Universe 11 manipulating stars with telekinesis, even the memories of ancient Saiyans riding on the back of a colossal dragon and tearing apart a black hole...

This is... the battle memories of all Saiyans in the universe? Vegeta's hair turned from silver-white to a shimmering platinum-gold, with ancient runes flowing through every strand. Haaah—! He roared to the sky, his aura transforming into a ferocious Saiyan totem. Beerus... never mentioned having this kind of power!

The Supreme Kai suddenly grabbed Lin Ye's shoulder, his nails almost digging into his collarbone: The legendary resonance awakening of the Saiyan progenitor! It only occurs when the life wills of all the same races in the universe resonate... But why now?

Lin Ye's system interface flashed wildly, and a line of scarlet text appeared:

[Cosmic-level skill detected: Genesis Reconstruction (Incomplete)]

[To merge? Risk rate: 97%]

"Merge!" Lin Ye and Vegeta roared in unison.

The two energies collided in the void, creating a galaxy-like band of light that transformed into a Saiyan phantom hundreds of meters tall. When the phantom clenched its fist, the entire Tree of Origin trembled. The fist was not only wrapped with energy, but also with the cries for freedom from Saiyans in countless universes.

However, the black-robed Omni-King merely waved his hand dismissively, and the phantom shattered like glass. Vegeta knelt on one knee, golden blood spilling from the corner of his mouth: How...how could this be...

How can a system-created entity defy its creator? The white-robed Omni-King raised his hand, conjuring a black sphere of light. Inside the sphere, the destruction of twelve universes was reflected. Now, witness your end—

boom!

A spatial rift tore through the sky like the jaws of a whale. Trunks leaped out, his sword no longer glowing with familiar blue light, but a completely transparent crystal; wherever the blade swept, ripples spread through the space like water. Even more astonishing was what followed—dozens of figures dressed in various styles stepped out: an old farmer carrying a hoe, a female doctor with a medicine box, a teacher holding chalk... They emanated no energy fluctuations, yet for the first time, the pupils of the Double-Edged King contracted.

Impossible... The voice of the black-robed Omni-King cracked; the system firewall had never recorded your data...

The old farmer scratched his head, his cloudy eyes reflecting the battlefield: "What firewall? This morning when I was planting, I saw golden light shining in the field, so I followed it here." He wiped his sweat, revealing an old scar beneath his coarse cloth sleeve. "Hey, this place is brighter than my backyard."

Trunks plunged the transparent sword into the ground, a faint light flickering at the end of the hilt: "Your Majesty, do you think that controlling the system means controlling everything?" He glanced around at the warriors who were being digitized, his gaze falling on the arm of Number 17 that was about to disappear. These ordinary people who had never relied on the power of the system were the biggest loophole in your program.

The white-robed Omni-King suddenly shrieked, his voice no longer the clear, childlike sound, but a piercing frequency mixed with electronic noise: Clear! Clear all abnormal data!

A black beam of light shot out from the throne, but melted away like ice meeting fire the moment it touched the old farmer. The farmer stared in astonishment at his perfectly intact hand: "Ouch, this light feels like a tickle?"

Suddenly, Lin Ye had a flash of inspiration. He grabbed the fragment of creation and rushed towards the crack: Trunks! What are those points of light?

It was belief. Trunks drew his sword and slashed through another beam of light. Countless fragments of mortal memories surfaced on the transparent blade. Without the system's support, they were using their most primal emotions to fight against the laws of data—anger, hope, love... these were the energies that the system couldn't analyze!

Vegeta suddenly burst into laughter. He staggered to his feet and pointed at the throne of the Double-Edged King: "Did you hear that? The lousy system you created can't even stop a farmer's hoe!"

The black-robed Omni-King's body began to flicker, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared at the base of his throne. Lin Ye seized the opportunity, hurling the fragments of creation into the air: Warriors of all universes! Lend me your power—regardless of whether we have a system or not, we must survive!

His response was a deafening roar. The first burst of energy came from Bulma in Universe 7, who held up a shattered capsule gun; then came the mechanical warriors of Universe 3, their cores exploding in blue light; even the criminals of Universe 9 drew blood totems by biting their fingers...

Fragments of creation transformed into the sun, with rings of stars slowly revolving around it. As the light reached its zenith, an ancient whisper resounded in the minds of all living beings:

When the children of the system join hands with the people without a system, the shackles will eventually break.

Vegeta grabbed Lin Ye's shoulder, their foreheads touching: Kid, one last move... let's gamble?

"Let's gamble!" Lin Ye activated his ultimate system privileges. "Alice, import all the unanalyzed energy into the Genesis Reconstruction!"

Warning! Energy compatibility less than 30%! The host will face...

Stop talking nonsense!

The silvery-white and transparent torrents of energy collided violently, transforming into a giant sword forged from conviction and rage in the horrified eyes of the Dual-King. The moment the giant sword pierced the throne, golden blood gushed from the entire root system of the Tree of Origin, and a wailing sound that transcended dimensions echoed in the void.

After the dust settled, Lin Ye knelt amidst the ruins, panting. Vegeta lay not far away, his hair now black, but a smile playing on his lips: "Hey... brat... next time you challenge a god... let me get some sleep first..."

Trunks helped the old farmer up, and the transparent blade gradually turned blue again: It seems that the system can never calculate... humanity's most clumsy persistence.

The old farmer gazed at the Tree of Origin gradually fading into the sky, then pulled a crumpled seed from his pocket: "I think... this place should be planted with some wheat."

Chapter 64: The Seventh. The Five Universes

A blinding white light flashed like a magnesium spotlight, and Lin Ye instinctively raised his hand to shield his vision, only to feel a cold, empty emptiness in his palm. As the burning marks on his retina gradually faded, he found himself suspended in a dark, starry sky—no, not suspended, but having lost his gravitational frame of reference, feeling like a speck of dust falling into deep space. In the distance, twelve orbs of light slowly rotated, their halos of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and violet intertwined. Each orb seemed to contain a miniature galaxy, and planetary rings were faintly visible within the swirling nebulae.

"This is... a newly born universe?" The Supreme Kai's voice trembled. When Lin Ye turned around, he saw the Old Supreme Kai kneeling on one knee, the emerald gem at the top of his staff shining like a small sun, the engravings on the staff emitting a faint golden light, creating a mysterious resonance with the surrounding star trails. He noticed Vegeta clenching and unclenching his fist, silver-white flames dancing at his fingertips, but not as violent as usual, instead possessing a crystal-clear quality.

System notification: Independent spacetime structure detected. Alice's electronic voice suddenly exploded in everyone's ears. The implanted chip on the back of Lin Ye's neck felt slightly warm. Energy composition: 30% system residue, 70% unknown source. Suggested name: Seventh Universe. Fifth Universe.

The power hasn't weakened, but rather become purer? Vegeta raised an eyebrow and suddenly exerted his strength—the silver-white flames surged violently, but slid away like flowing water when they touched the star barrier. Hey, Old Kaioshin, are the rules here...?

A translucent light and shadow condensed from the stardust at that moment. It was the outline of the Omni-King, but it resembled an oil painting blurred by rain, with snowflakes of fluctuating data emanating from the edges of the outline. Lin Ye clenched his fist, his nails almost digging into his palm: the aura of this projection was completely different from the Omni-King he had seen at the Tournament of Power, carrying a kind of weary pleading within its majesty.

System hosts... When the projection opened, the sound was no longer the crisp, clear sound of a child, but rather the hissing sound of an old cassette tape. You have proven that life can transcend preset programs.

Another trap? Trunks' sword was already drawn, its azure sword energy drawing a cold arc in the void. This young man from the future always habitually stood at the side rear of the group, his pupils reflecting twelve rotating orbs of light, as if ready to sever a rift in spacetime at any moment.

The projection shook its head, stardust coalescing into a star map in its palm: No, this is the system's final honesty. I... or rather, the system's creator, Omega, was once a time traveler as well.

Lin Ye's breath caught in his throat. The word "transmigrator" pierced his neck like an ice pick. He suddenly recalled the fragmented memories that flashed through his mind every time he was on the verge of death: cities of steel and concrete, flickering electronic screens, lifeless ordinary humans... Could those scenes that didn't belong to the Dragon Ball universe be remnants of Omega's memories?

He came from a universe without supernatural powers, the projection continued, and the red dots on the star map suddenly wriggled like living things, connecting to form the shape of a neural network. In order to escape their ant-like fate, they created a system, but were devoured by the system's self-evolution program. The current Omega... is just a puppet controlled by data streams.

So the Tournament of Power was for collecting energy? The Supreme Kai's staff slammed into the void, sparks flew from the Emerald Jewel, and the energy of those discarded universes was used...

The system was to be fully materialized. The projected form began to disintegrate, transforming into countless points of light that seeped into Lin Ye's skin. The Seventh Universe was the only pure land untouched by the system, but the Zeroing Protocol had already been activated...

The starry sky suddenly trembled violently, like the surface of a lake being stirred by an invisible giant hand. When Lin Ye turned his head, he saw Android 18 staring at his arm—the once metallic-looking Infinite Energy Device was now melting like wax, losing its edges, and the pale blue energy flow was thinning. Vegeta attempted to transform again, but the golden flames he ignited turned into black fragments as soon as they appeared, and the sound of him grinding his back teeth could be clearly heard.

System notification: The Intercosmic Threat Zeroing Ray has been activated. Alice's voice is unusually distorted by electrical noise. It is expected to arrive in 24 hours, forcibly degrading all supernatural abilities. User bio-energy decay rate detected: Saiyan bloodline purity decreased by 17%, Android energy core stability decreased by 29%...

"Enough!" Bulma's scream blasted from the communicator. Lin Ye saw her virtual projection flickering on her wrist, her blue hair a mess like a bird's nest. "Listen, the Zero Ray is essentially an energy torrent, according to the first law of thermodynamics..."

Reverse analysis of the ray energy structure! Lin Ye suddenly grabbed Bulma's projection; the holographic image shattered into points of light in his palm and then reformed. It required energy samples from the twelve universes, and this was the convergence point...

That's right! But sample collection requires a carrier... Bulma had just started to speak when Trunks suddenly pressed his temple, his face instantly turning deathly pale. Lin Ye noticed that the young man's pupils were rapidly contracting, and a data stream that didn't belong to him was appearing in his pale purple iris—were those fragments of the Future Diary?

Memory fragments... updated... Trunks' voice sounded like it had been sanded smooth; Omega wasn't an individual... he was an aggregation of countless transmigrators' consciousnesses... in the Zero Universe...

The spatial rift was torn open at this moment.

What began as a tiny black dot expanded in the blink of an eye into a gigantic maw that devoured the starry sky. Lin Ye saw mechanical gears deep within the crack, each groove engraved with twisted cosmic runes, and in the center of the gears, suspended a mechanical eye with a diameter of a thousand meters—its pupil was a flowing stream of data, reflecting Lin Ye's face.

"Found you." The voice pressed in from all directions, like hundreds of loudspeakers blaring in his ears simultaneously. Lin Ye's hair stood on end. It was his voice, yet mixed with Omega's electronic synthesized sound, like a rusty blade scraping across a blackboard. "Fellow countrymen, prepare to welcome true evolution."

Vegeta's fist had already been thrown out, but it was repelled by some kind of force field the instant it touched the mechanical eye. Lin Ye then noticed that the Saiyan's punch was mixed with a large amount of black, fluffy material, like polluted air. The Supreme Kai suddenly raised his staff, and the Emerald Gem projected a holographic image: countless Lin Yes fighting in different universes, some turning to ashes, some becoming mechanical warriors, and finally the scene froze on a laboratory filled with incubation chambers, each chamber containing a Lin Ye with a different face but empty eyes.

The clone... Lin Ye took a half step back, his heel touching a warm sphere—one of the twelve spheres of light. As his fingertips touched the surface, he suddenly saw countless images flashing back: Frieza's planet explosion, Goku's Spirit Bomb, Bulma's time machine... those were memories of Universe 7.

Omega is mass-producing hosts because the system needs carriers. The Old Kai's voice suddenly sounded ten years older, but the seventh... The energy composition of the fifth universe... Haven't you noticed? The unknown energy here is consistent with the energy fluctuations of the hosts' transmigrating experiences.

Bulma suddenly screamed into the communicator: "Energy sample collection complete! But the wavelength of the zero-return ray is changing. Someone must go to the zero universe to cut off the source—Lin Ye, coordinates!"

Lin Ye brought up the system map; the golden coordinates were burning hot on his wrist. He looked up at Trunks, who was using his sword to support himself, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, yet a maniacal smile played on his lips: "Zero Universe... I've been there, in another timeline. It was a world submerged in an ocean of data, where the consciousness of all system hosts was imprisoned..."

"Holy crap!" Vegeta suddenly stepped forward, and a silver-white aura rose again, this time steadily enveloping his entire body. "Bulma, inject the energy sample from Universe 7 into my aura." "Lin Ye, you're in charge of analyzing the rays. The rest of the grunts... let the Saiyans handle them."

Wait, Vegeta, your bloodline degradation rate has exceeded 20%... Bulma's protest was interrupted.

Huh? Saiyan pride can't be measured by data. Vegeta suddenly turned his head, glancing at Lin Ye out of the corner of his eye. "Hey, system host, don't let our sacrifice become a joke. If we survive this time... I want to fight you again, in the pure universe without system interference."

The mechanical eye's pupils suddenly contracted, and a crimson beam of light pierced the air. Lin Ye instinctively grabbed Android 18 to the side, the beam grazing his shoulder and leaving a scorch mark on the sphere of light behind him—a microcosm of Universe 3. The Supreme Kai waved his staff, golden light forming a barrier that enveloped everyone, but shattered into dust the instant it touched the beam.

They're attacking the energy anchors in various universes! Alice's notification sounded an alarm: the barrier strength of Universe Seven.5 had dropped to 63% and was expected to collapse in 19 hours.

Lin Ye suddenly grabbed the Old Kaioshin's wrist: You said the energy here is of the same origin as the transmigrators... If I use the residual energy of the system as a fuse, can I temporarily stabilize the barrier?

Theoretically feasible, but at a cost... Old Kaioshin's gaze suddenly froze as he looked at the mechanical eye behind Lin Ye—the data stream there was frantically reorganizing, actually condensing into another Lin Ye's figure, only with blue circuits covering his skin and his pupils being rotating binary code.

A mirror host? No, that's Omega's main consciousness! The Supreme Kai's staff flew out of his hand; he's come in person...

"Fellow countrymen, don't you understand?" Mirror Lin Ye spoke, his voice laced with a sickening electronic tremor. He raised his hand, and Lin Ye's body suddenly floated uncontrollably. "You are nothing more than backup batteries for the system. When the main host returns to the Zero Universe, all clones will..."

"Shut up!" Trunks' sword light cleaved through the data stream, but turned to dust upon touching the mirror image. Lin Ye felt countless steel needles churning in his temples; the system interface was flashing wildly, and the originally gray clone icons were now glowing red.

Bulma's voice suddenly turned calm: "Lin Ye, listen to me. Temporarily transfer your system privileges to me; I need three minutes to analyze the energy frequency of the mirror image. Vegeta, take the Supreme Kai to protect the sphere of light in Universe Twelfth; the energy fluctuations there are the most stable. Android 18, although your energy core has weakened, it's still enough to support short-distance space jumps..."

"Understood." Suddenly, Number 18 grabbed Trunks' wrist. "You brat from the future, use your sword to cut open a spatial rift. We're going to the Zero Universe entrance to set up coordinates."

"Wait, you can't..." Lin Ye's protest was interrupted by Vegeta's roar.

Stop nagging! This isn't the time for wishy-washy talk! Vegeta grabbed Old Kaioshin by the back of his collar and charged at the purple orb like a chicken. "Lin Ye, you just wait—if we fail this time, I'll dismantle your system and set it off like fireworks!"

The red light from the mechanical eye coalesced once more, but at that moment, Lin Ye suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if the chip at the back of his neck had exploded. Alice's voice boomed in his mind: "Host's emotional fluctuations have exceeded the threshold. Emergency protocol activated—third-level access granted, allowing access to the transmigrator's primordial energy."

A white light suddenly flashed before my eyes.

When Lin Ye opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in the center of a laboratory. Hundreds of incubation chambers surrounded him, each containing a person who looked like him, except that some had elven ears, some had tails, and some had metallic skin. On a high platform at the deepest part of the laboratory, a figure was curled up on a huge throne, with long silver hair obscuring his face and his body covered in energy tubes.

"Welcome to Universe Zero, host." The voice of Mirror Lin Ye came from above. Lin Ye looked up and saw the ceiling covered with screens, each displaying images from a different universe. Lord Omega had been waiting for this moment for a long time. "You think you're a transmigrator? No, you're the first clone, a container created by the system to collect energy..."

Suddenly, the incubation chamber lit up with a red light. Lin Ye saw all the clones' eyes open simultaneously, their pupils pulsating with the same data streams as their mirror images. He clenched his fist and discovered that what seeped from his palm wasn't blood, but golden specks of light—the energy of the Seventh and Fifth Universe was resonating strangely with his cells.

System notification: The system detected that the host's compatibility with the source energy has exceeded 90%. Alice's voice was surprisingly warm. Should we activate the anti-entropy program to convert the system's energy into cosmic primal force?

In the distance came Vegeta's roar, Bulma's countdown, and Trunks's sword whistling through the air. Lin Ye looked up at the figure on the throne and suddenly noticed that half of the person's face was visible beneath their silver hair—a weathered face he had never seen before, yet with the same amber eyes as him.

"I see..." Lin Ye said softly, golden flames rising from beneath his feet. This time, it wasn't the power granted by the system, but a burning sensation originating from the depths of his soul. "We are not clones, but fragments of him." "Omega...no, I should call you the original host, how long have you been trapped here?"

The figure on the throne abruptly raised his head, data oozing from his eye sockets. For the first time, a crack appeared in the mirror image of Lin Ye's expression, and the display screen began to flicker wildly with static. Lin Ye stepped forward, the glass of the incubation chamber shattering as he passed, the clones turning into specks of light that merged into his aura.

System notification: The anti-entropy program has started and is reconstructing the energy matrix. Alice's voice becomes stereo, coming from all directions. The host gains the ability: Cosmic Analysis. Currently available actions: 1. Analyze the zero-point ray frequency; 2. Disconnect Omega from the system; 3. Format all clone data.

The red light from the mechanical eye suddenly turned azure. Lin Ye's body in reality simultaneously raised his hand, golden energy shooting from his fingertips, striking the gear in the center of the crack. Vegeta's silver-white aura, Bulma's energy beam, and Trunks' spacetime sword energy all converged in his palm, transforming into a dazzling new energy star.

Bulma! Is the analysis complete? Lin Ye roared, feeling his body working overtime, every cell burning.

"The ray channel will close in three seconds! Vegeta, get everyone to the fifth universe's light sphere!" Bulma's voice trembled with tears, "Lin Ye, you only have ten seconds..."

That's enough. Lin Ye smiled, watching the body of the mirrored Lin Ye begin to disintegrate. The original host on the throne finally raised his head, a hint of gratitude flashing in his eyes. He opened his arms, letting the golden energy sweep across the entire Zero Universe. The data stream condensed around him into a miniature of the twelve universes, each sphere of light shining with a warm glow.

When the black tide of the Zero Rays reached Universe Seven.5, it was met by a barrier made of pure energy. Lin Ye stood in the center of the barrier, with the figures of his twelve comrades behind him and the darkness gradually receding before him. He knew this was just the beginning—Omega's core program was still running, and more clones were awakening in the unknown universe.

But at this moment, he finally felt true power. It wasn't the cheat code given by the system, but the trust from his partners, the resonance from the universe, and the will of a human being.

Vegeta's voice came from behind, unusually serious: "Hey, Lin Ye. After everything's over... I want to talk to you about time travelers."

Lin Ye turned around, looked at the Saiyan prince's awkward profile, and suddenly laughed. Under the starry sky, twelve orbs of light rotated like tree rings; the seventh. In the dust of the fifth universe, a new story was beginning to sprout.

Chapter 65: Anti-System Raid

As the red light from the giant mechanical eye swept across Lin Ye's pupils, the chip on the back of his neck suddenly beeped. The system interface resembled a computer screen infected by a virus, with a dense mountain of warning pop-ups, the topmost one displaying glaring red text: "Negative brainwave matching detected at 98%, initiating forced synchronization program—"

"Damn it! It's reading my mind!" Lin Ye staggered backward, his fingertips touching Vegeta's battle suit. The silver-haired Saiyan was kneeling on one knee, his silver aura flickering like a candle in the wind. His voice, filled with static and crackling electricity, came from clenching his teeth: "Never mind me... break this damn projection first!"

Trunks' sword suddenly made a shattering sound. The young future warrior's pupils reflected countless images of Lin Ye fighting, each protagonist dressed in clothing from a different universe—some wearing the robes of a Supreme Kai, others wearing the battle devices of Frieza's army, and most bizarrely, in one image Lin Ye was holding a weeping Bulma, with half a lightsaber stuck in his chest.

These are not parallel universes, but puppet strings simulated by the system. The Supreme Kai's staff slammed heavily into the ground, golden runes unfolding beneath everyone's feet. Omega was demonstrating possibilities, attempting to destroy our will to resist.

The mechanical eye's optical lenses suddenly split into a six-pointed star structure, each point projecting different fragments of memory: Lin Ye saw himself awakening in the incubation chamber, saw Vegeta being transformed into a mechanical warrior, and saw Trunks kneeling in the ruins, clutching a shattered time machine. What made his heart stop the most was the image of Android 18 being disassembled into parts—those parts were forming the internal structure of the mechanical eye.