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Chapter 3 - 02, The Trial

In the midst of a violent headache, the illusory dream was fragmented in the jaggedness, but 

what had just happened seemed so strong in the jaggedness 

Outside the survival barn area, the huge bronze chimes trembled, emitting a roar like the roar 

of a kuiyu bull, and with the fluctuation of the quantum chimes, the Gongshang Gongshang 

Gongshang Jiaozheng Feather 8 sounds rang out, and then all of the mercury lamps lit up, 

projecting the likeness of a holographic starry sky, making the entire gathering place as bright 

as day. 

The cold light of the dome enveloped the penal colony, and the holographic countdown burst 

into scarlet slush in the void. When 4067 passed through the crowd and stood at the seventh 

row of coordinates f7, the quantum tremor of the chip at the back of her neck resonated with 

the retinal projection - the trajectory of the digital leap etched a blood-colored equation on 

her crystalline lens, and she seemed to hear the sound of disintegrating flesh and blood the 

moment the countdown returned to zero. 

"The sound of the bronze gears biting suddenly stopped, and the entire pariah camp fell into 

dead silence.4067 The scar behind his ear contracted suddenly, and the array of subcutaneous 

gears converted the tingling into neural code-a precursor to the activation of the scavenger 

protocol. 

"Individual 0924, causal law deviation value exceeded." Overseer Cain's voice carried the 

chorus of trembling strings. Deviation rate breaching Klein threshold." The white glove at the 

top of the cage sliced through space, and five strings condensed from the vacuum rising and 

falling, each one entwined with the entropy-increasing melody of "Guangling San". The man 

in the center of the enclosure suddenly convulses, the same cogwheel scars surfacing on the 

surface of his skin as those behind 4067's ear. 

"Please... Please..." The man's pleas were cut by the strings into scattered syllables of broken, 

begging words collapsing in Riemann's surface. 

Cain's fingertips traced the horned tuning. The man's left arm instantly unfolded into a 

Mandelbrot fractal, flesh and blood iterating and dissipating in a complex plane, each note of 

Masculinity devouring the probability of his existence. The bronze code at the severed limb 

flickers like Gödel's incompleteness theorem, proving that this flesh has long been falsified by 

fate. 

4067's quantum heart suddenly burst into life, mechanical valves pumping coolant into the 

carotid artery. She saw that the structure of the code at the man's severed arm was an exact 

match to the bronze star track that had appeared in her dream last night. 

Scarlet warning suddenly forced to pop up on the retina: [Illegal observation detected, 

cleaning procedure initiated] 

The heads of the three scavengers suddenly rotated 180 degrees, their compound eye arrays 

locking onto her hiding place. Bio-slime sprayed out from their fingers, forming a DNA 

double-helix net in the air. 4067 rolled to avoid it, but her left little finger touched the slime, 

and her skin instantly carbonized into the oracle bone character for "prisoner". 

"No. 4067, please cooperate with calibration." Cain's figure suddenly appeared in the steam 

ten meters away, strings twined with notes that had yet to dissipate. At the edge of his white 

gloves, a metal knuckle glowed coldly in the moonlight - a bronze alloy older than the city 

shields. 

As the scavenger's mechanical tentacles pierced 4067's spine, she heard the sound of the 

genlock opening. Thirty-seven nanoprobes protruded along the C3 vertebrae, inscribing 

detection codes on her central nervous system. Pain transcended biological perception and 

acted directly on the Quantum Heart's Sands of Time storage. 

"Cleanliness detection in progress..." A mechanical voice accompanied the melody of "Hu Jia 

18 Beats". The holographic screen unfolded in front of her eyes, and the light blue DNA strand 

was being violently decoded. When the probe stabbed into the 23rd pair of chromosomes, 

the gene lock was suddenly triggered - the encrypted base pairs transformed into the 

trigrams of Lianshan Yi, importing the detection program into the imaginary number space. 

Cain's eyebrows raised slightly.4067 saw the detection screen flash a scarlet warning: 

[Causal Law Fit: 89.7%] 

[Genlock integrity: 100%] 

[Suggested disposition: as a key observation while opening an upward channel] 

"Interesting." Cain suddenly tore off three strings, the strings merging into 4067's quantum 

heart. In the violent ripples of space-time, she saw countless images of herself being detected 

in different timelines. 

When the fourth string was not in her chest, 4067's vision penetrated the genetic lock. In the 

deepest part of the DNA strand, she saw the Möbius Ring of bronze gears, with the star map 

of the Gamma Stone Star Sutra inscribed on the ring. Some figure with the same metal 

knuckles as Cain was implanting his infant self with a quantum heart. 

"You woke up fourteen days ahead of schedule." Cain abruptly snapped the strings, the 

remnants condensing into a bronze key in his palm, "But that makes it more observable." His 

gloves slipped half an inch in the movement, revealing laser engravings at his wrists. 

The scavenger's mechanical tentacles suddenly stiffened.4067 seized the split-second 

opportunity, and the bone blade chopped through the tentacle joints spewing but not motor 

oil, but colostrum with bronze shavings. Those liquids vaporized in the moonlight, forming 

the totem of the killing blade. 

"Warning! Cleaning object triggers Nirvana protocol!" The mechanical scavengers' compound 

eyes burst en masse, and a chime boomed from within their chests. The twelve bodies 

simultaneously disintegrated into bronze gears, forming the same Mobius Ring in the air as 

within the 4067 Genlock. 

Cain smiled for the first time. He stroked the strings of his zither and played a variation of 

"Three Plum Blossoms", and the metal building with a radius of 100 meters suddenly began 

to grow against entropy. Countless images of 4067 sleeping in incubation pods emerged on 

the rusted walls, each pod labeled with a number from "001" to "19876". 

"Feel this gift." Cain's figure inserted the bronze key into 4067's genlock projection before the 

quantization dissipated, "When the fit breaks 90%, you will be able to see the true Killing 

Capital..." 

The Möbius ring of scavenger gears suddenly collapsed, forming a bronze-colored wormhole 

at 4067's feet. The moment she fell, she saw her own reflection - it was no longer a 

combination of machinery and flesh and blood, but a humanoid form made purely of causal 

chain code. Before consciousness dissipated, the murmur in the sound of colostrum steaming 

became clear once more; "kill me, kill me.

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