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"It must be because of bad feng shui here."

Xing immediately moved to sit in Qiong's lap, wiggling her little bottom to disturb his enlightenment.

Are you looking for feng shui in a grave?

Even the genius Black Tower was speechless.

She decisively ignored the confusing behavior of the two gray-haired creatures and walked over to Dr. Pattvia, who was intently operating the source tracing model.

"The signal has disappeared...why?"

Pativia frowned.

"Could it be because we're already in the center?"

Edogawa Kurota casually gave Dr. Parthia a hint, speaking in the tone of a novice scholar's speculation.

Black Tower doesn't mind giving some patience to people it believes in.

"Really? Is that so?"

Pativia didn't pay attention at first, but when she substituted the center coordinates into the model, she got the corresponding result.

"It's really true."

A model or problem that would take an ordinary scholar days to solve can be solved by a genius with just a glance, in less than a second.

Dr. Pativia thought Black Tower was just lucky, and that his mind was among the brightest of the second-level scholars.

Thinking back carefully, it seems that there were several similar situations in the past experiments.

However, in front of Gu Bo, Pativia had no time to think about these trivial matters.

We will continue to investigate this long-hidden star based on model calculations.

Then, something happened that shocked even the Black Tower.

"This satellite, which overlaps with the source of the solitary wave, is actually the core of the Scepter System?"

Standing before the core of the scepter, fear, excitement, adrenaline, and dopamine surged through Pativia, momentarily freezing her thoughts.

"No wonder it was hidden here."

Black Tower seemed to be deep in thought.

Even the stars could recognize the value of the scepter's core.

Although the scepter was merely a creation of Rupert II, it cannot compare to that of a true genius.

But there are just too many of them!

Thousands of scepters can fully unleash the genius's thoughts and inspiration, becoming their most powerful thinking aids and intelligent assistants.

A simple example will make it clear.

If all the scepters were given to Chadwick, the inventor of the imaginary number collapse pulse, he could destroy the entire universe single-handedly!

A scepter, except for not being able to serve as a hole to connect to the Root, far surpasses any Holy Grail in the Type-Moon universe in every other respect.

Perhaps second only to the one drawn by Sora, the Holy Grail that Aha connected to the Fate System.

The combined power of multiple scepters is enough to surpass the Grail of Fate, except for the underlying and system-related parts of the Grail.

"The machine head struck the system's control center at the last moment."

"Perhaps our trip falls within the scope of 'moment'."

The Great Black Tower turned its gaze toward Pativia.

Qiong's eyes flickered, and she also looked at Dr. Parthia. What the learned one meant was—

“Someone will surely reach this tomb and reactivate the core of the scepter.”

At this moment, Parthia lost all desires, leaving only the most primal thirst for knowledge as a scholar.

"Sigh, the various schools of thought have fought tooth and nail for decades over the scepter, but in the end, it was snatched away by a little-known junior scholar like Parthia. It's truly infuriating."

Xing shook his head and sighed.

Qiong flicked her forehead.

"Ow!"

Xingbao clutched his head in pain.

"The formula is correct, but don't use it haphazardly."

This guy is not only becoming increasingly shameless and wild in bed, but he's also becoming more and more abstract.

Their ideas became increasingly aligned.

If things continue like this, after two more pioneering expeditions, they might just embark on a path of joy.

The words had barely crossed Qiong's mind when Xing uttered them.

"The so-called inorganic bionic neuron cluster is nothing more than a poor imitation of a robotic head."

"Black Tower said calmly."

"The Emperor created celestial-level computational interference devices, giving them the computing power to answer questions, but not the ability to ask them questions."

"In terms of arrogance, perhaps no genius can compare to him."

Do not seek advice from any individual, rely solely on your own brain.

Tools cannot, and are not worthy of, thinking for emperors.

The same applies to those who are learned and knowledgeable.

Without the bestowal of divine authority, with an infinitely extending equation, a cosmic vision, and a mind expanded by the scepter, the Emperor molded himself into the ideal, perfect scholar.

"Isn't that pure mental illness?"

Qiong tilted his head and looked at the black tower.

He believes that he is the only individual in the world, including the Star God, who has awakened free will.

I think so.

Black Tower glanced at him sideways. "You have no right to say that."

The three talked as they watched Parthia connect her consciousness to the core of the scepter.

Under the effect of telekinesis, all the scepters within the empire's territory instantly connected to form a complete nervous system, serving their long-awaited new king.

Theoretically speaking, at this moment, the being sitting on the cast-iron throne...

no matter who.

With all the scepters connected, one can complete self-coronation.

It can instantly transform an ordinary scholar, or even a mortal, into a genius-level scholar.

Why didn't she crown herself?

Xing asked curiously.

This is the history of simulating cosmic calculations, and she knows that there is no genius like Parthia in the galaxy.

In other words, historically, Parthia did not use her scepter to ascend to a higher status.

"I think it's probably because..."

Qiong narrowed her eyes slightly.

……

Such thoughts did indeed linger in Pattvia's mind.

If the scepter system is a tool for emperors to expand their thinking, then one can also ask them questions, expand one's own mind, and be crowned a prophetic genius, right?

But just as Parthia was about to take action, the seeds of self-doubt planted by the Relative Cognition School took root and sprouted.

She suddenly began to doubt the ethereal lady with whom she had spoken several times.

Her words were as sharp and precise as a scalpel, always cutting through confusion and dispelling illusions, making the mediocre Pattvia feel ashamed of herself.

Faced with this opportunity that could rewrite the course of the galaxy, the feeling of inferiority once again took hold of Pativia's mind.

"With my intelligence... can I truly crown myself?"

After all, she was an ordinary person, not a genius.

Pativia's mind, enhanced by the scepter system, had been contemplating for an unknown amount of time—a full few seconds in the outside world.

Then, she backed down.

Instead of crowning himself, he chose to concentrate all the power of the scepter to question the Venerable Master.

Then, the wise man responded to the seeker of his thoughts, even though the visitor's wisdom could not be compared to that of a so-called genius.

The wise and learned were quite generous to ordinary people.

I will answer any questions.

Of course, whether you can understand or bear this generosity is not a question He needs to consider.

A scholar from the Academy of Learning once went through great lengths to meet the Venerable Master of Learning, but the moment he saw the Venerable Master in person, he went mad.

A brain overflowing with knowledge.

Parthia's level was quite outstanding among the scholars of the Society, mainly due to the blessing of the scepter.

Therefore, although he was caught off guard by the madness of the Venerable Master and could not understand what the wisdom bestowed by the Venerable Master was, he was still completely taken aback.

But at least she preserved her brains, preventing them from exploding and scattering across Emperor II's grave.

but……

"what happened?"

Xing looked around at the space in surprise.

The light began to distort, like a computer with its CPU at 100% load, making everything around it stutter and lag.

"not good!"

The Great Black Tower stepped forward, striking the void with its wand, creating ripples that spread outwards.

"The simulation universe has limited capabilities and cannot calculate the scene that Parthia sees. It only calculates it as a black box. However, the spillover discrete data is enough to occupy all the computing power of the simulation universe."

The so-called joint creation of four geniuses, the simulated universe can simulate 70% of a scepter.

Only 70% of them are geniuses, which doesn't mean they have limited abilities.

Rather, it's because the simulated universe and the scepter are fundamentally different and have different uses. Without changing the simulated universe, 70% is the limit.

If one scepter is like this, imagine how many thousands of scepters are linked together now.

Black Tower, using its developer privileges, struggled to manage the simulated universe, which was on the verge of bursting.

Fortunately, the instantaneous calculation power of the simulated universe was robust enough, and the time that Pativia communicated with Bodhidharma was extremely short.

0.1 seconds later, the torrent of knowledge bestowed by the Venerable Master rotted all the scepters, causing them to collectively overload and burn out.

The academic researcher, furious that someone had stolen his scepter's computing power, was cursing wildly.

Pativia had absolutely no place for them in her mind.

She lay on the ground, frantically searching for a place to carve the formula. She gripped a rusty piece of iron, pried open the flower clusters, and desperately tried to leave the fleeting secrets in her mind on the metal.

She couldn't understand the meaning of the formula.

After all, you can't expect people who practice slash-and-burn agriculture to learn the principles of antimatter engines, even if you show them the sparks of a fusion reactor.

With only her remaining memories, before she was completely exhausted, she filled every corner of the graveyard with the knowledge she had gained.

And while she was frantically carving out knowledge.

"Got you?"

Crimson particles spilled out, swirling around the red and white feathers. The Jizo Mitama, which merged with the Feather Dust, appeared in Qiong's hand, and he slashed in a certain direction.

Time was frozen in an instant, and the world of data was torn open.

"Ha, why bother?"

A soft laugh came from the crack, and a candy-colored tulle skirt swayed gracefully amidst the turbulent data flow.