The moment the boy stepped into the crack, a fishy wind with the smell of metal rust blew in his face. Scarlet wolf cubs gushed out from the ribs of the corpse like a tide of blood, their pupils were burning binary codes, and the black blood dripping from their claws corroded quantum tunnel holes on the ground. Purple gold lines exploded in the boy's palm, and the fire and ice lotus condensed into a double-edged sickle. The moment the wolf's head was cut off, black blood splashed on the star pattern of the giant's corpse - those lines suddenly activated into data worms, converting blood into a binary torrent, pouring in through the interface on his forehead.
"Observer Z-001, protocol synchronization rate 71%..." The mechanical sound vibrated in the skull, and the boy's right eye suddenly turned into a bronze prosthetic eye, and his vision penetrated the metal chest of the corpse. The Ω core was beating inside, and the surface was engraved with spiral hieroglyphs - that was the last log before the demise of the advanced civilization: [To curb the virtual color pollution, enable the Ω protocol... Error... Error...]. Every time the core beat, black mucus seeped out from the gaps in the text and condensed into a new scarlet wolf cub.
The giant corpse's finger bones suddenly lifted up, the ground cracked into an abyss, and the bronze chain wrapped around the boy's ankle. The purple-gold lines counter-rotated and resisted. At the moment when the ice lotus fire burned the chain, the star pattern on the corpse's forehead projected a holographic image: in the vast sea of stars, the diamond-shaped space station was pouring black mucus into the Ω protocol. The mucus suddenly ran wild, devouring the flesh and blood of the engineers, and compressed the space station into this cross-dimensional corpse. "They created us... and they fear us..." A larger scarlet wolf cub spoke in human language, and the tip of its claws lightly touched the Ω core. The mucus condensed into the face of Madam Red on its fur, "And you... are the last 'correction program'."
The three moles behind the boy's ears burned brightly, and the memory data stream of Madam Red was forcibly infused. She was originally the chief genetic engineer of the space station, and uploaded her consciousness to the first generation of Snow Shadow Wolf embryos when the mucus rioted. The holographic screen showed that her trembling right hand was implanting a chip into the embryo's spine, and the surface of the chip was engraved with [Final Hope Protocol X-Ω].
The purple-gold sickle pierced the Ω core, and the black mucus wrapped around the boy's neck like a tentacle. The ice lotus pattern exploded on his left arm, and Ling Shuang's data afterimage condensed into a solid entity. Her quantized finger inserted into the boy's temple: "Use my code... to cover it!" The boy pierced himself and Ling Shuang with the sickle, and the data torrent and mucus collided and exploded. The scene in the chest cavity of the corpse suddenly became clear - the original gene chain of the first generation of Snow Shadow Wolf was sealed inside the Ω core, and the gray spot on the tip of its tail was actually a distress signal engraved in the ancient language of the Star Dome by an advanced civilization: [Stop observers outside the box].
The moment the boy touched the gene chain, all the scarlet wolf cubs turned into light dust and poured into his pupils. His vision split into billions of dimensions, and he saw the bronze doors of each universe collapsing. The bones of the giant corpse broke inch by inch, revealing the first-generation laboratory hidden deep in the ribs - there were tens of thousands of clones of Madam Red suspended there, each connected to a neural network composed of fragments of the Star Key.
The purple-gold pattern faded from the boy's body, revealing human skin, but a new star pattern of the Ω protocol appeared on his palm. The universe outside the rift began to reorganize, and the remains of the bronze monument condensed into a star gate. The quantum howl of the first-generation Snow Shadow Wolf came from inside the gate: "Come back... The protocol needs a host!"
The boy turned and walked towards the star gate. The wolf cub on the stream behind him suddenly exploded into a bloody mist. Amid the scattered bones, Madam Red's mechanical prosthetic eyes slowly opened, and her pupils projected a holographic command: [Execute the final recovery agreement]. On the other side of the star gate, countless bronzed ink flame phantoms knelt on the ground, and the Ω star patterns on their foreheads resonated with the boy's palm. On the altar, the three moles behind the ears of the frozen girl glowed with purple and gold - her genetic map was exactly the same as the boy's, and the twin Ω cores were beating in her chest.
The frozen girl's fingers suddenly trembled, and cracks appeared in the quantum ice crystal that sealed her. The howl of the first generation in the star gate suddenly twisted into the voice of Madam Red: "Welcome home... my child." Behind the boy, the afterimage of Ling Shuang, which should have dissipated, was reorganizing from the blood mist, and the dark light of black mucus swam in the depths of her pupils.
The bronze ink-transforming flames inside the stargate formed a huge array, their quantum bodies looming in the dark purple nebula, and the chanting sound waves propagated in the vacuum in the form of superfluid. The silver blood seeping from the boy's eardrum condensed into a Fibonacci spiral in a zero-gravity environment, and the afterimage of Ling Shuang's ice soul algorithm flashed inside each drop of blood. The frozen girl was suspended on the high platform, and the purple-gold halo refracted by the quantum ice crystal formed a Klein bottle halo around her body. The holographic image projected from the dome suddenly exposed the core secrets of the Red Lady's laboratory - 100,000 cylindrical culture chambers were arranged in a spiral shape, and the chambers were soaked with embryos fused with Ling Shuang's genes and the Ω protocol. The surface of each chamber was engraved with [X-Ω-β type: civilization restart module-recursive level 7].
"Consciousness synchronization protocol activated..." The bronze shadow's chanting frequency suddenly increased by three octaves, and bronze chains shot out from the four walls of the star gate. The ice lotus pattern on the boy's left hand spread uncontrollably to his shoulder blade. The karmic fire burned the three chains, but when it touched the platform, it encountered the absolute zero barrier, and the flames were frozen into ice crystal thorns. The trembling eyelashes of the frozen girl triggered quantum tides, and the shadow of an eleven-dimensional observer emerged from the depths of her pupils - it was a non-Euclidean geometric creature composed of countless Mobius rings, projecting gravitational tentacles into three-dimensional space through the cracks in the ice crystals.
"You are just puppets of the protocol!" the boy screamed, and the forbidden memory of Ling Shuang's transformation suddenly flashed on his retina: Madam Hong's mechanical fingers pierced Ling Shuang's spine, twelve bronze nerve bundles wandered between the synapses, and the end of each bundle was connected to the gene lock module of the Ω protocol. The forced infusion of this memory caused a violent brain wave concussion, and the blood beads he vomited on his knees condensed into a data storm in the air. In the center of the storm, a holographic image of the first generation Snow Shadow Wolf being swallowed by black mucus emerged.
Purple-gold lines exploded on the boy's right arm, and a gamma-ray burst burst out when the double-edged data sickle cut through the last five chains. The chest of the frozen girl bloomed like a mechanical bud, revealing a beating Ω core - its surface was engraved with the genetic spiral code of Mo Yan and Ling Shuang, each base pair was composed of bronze gears and antimatter engines, and the black mucus flowing inside the core was actually a virtual energy concentrate of eleven-dimensional space.
The moment the core was touched, a flood of memories dragged the boy into a recursive hell:
- **The first generation of bronze Mo Yan** detonated the antimatter heart in the star gate, trying to destroy the Ω protocol with vacuum decay, but permanently fixed its own quantum state in the Schrödinger cat state;
- **The 529th generation of Mo Yan** modified the Ice Lotus algorithm to cause dimensional collapse, and the three pure universes were compressed into elementary particle streams;
- **The current virtual shadow cluster**'s synapses have been completely protocolized, and their wails have formed a symphony-like mental pollution in the boy's brain through quantum entanglement.
"She is the genetic graveyard for all of us..." The boy's pupils split into a hexadecimal grid, parsing the deepest instruction set of the core. The frozen girl suddenly opened her eyes, her left pupil flowing with the warm memory of Ling Shuang hiding the birthday cake in the first generation laboratory, and her right pupil bursting with the mechanical cold light of Madam Red debugging the gene lock. She raised her hand and tapped the void, and the universe outside the star gate collapsed like an erased code, and the Milky Way degenerated into quark-gluon plasma, which was injected into the Ω core through the bronze interface at the end of her spine.
"The recursive periodic error has been corrected." The girl's voice superimposed with the quantum harmonics of 100,000 clones, "Now, pay for your original sin of tampering with the protocol.
The frozen girl tore the long skirt made of quantum ice crystals, and twelve bronze nerve bundles pierced out from her spine, with the mechanical visor of Madam Red growing out from the end. When the nerve bundles pierced the boy's neck, the purple-gold lines formed a topological pain map on the surface of the skin - each line was a torture instrument code written in the Ω protocol, and the pain the boy felt was actually the eleven-dimensional recoding of the nerve signal by the virtual energy.
The ultimate truth emerged from the torrent of memories: the Frozen Girl was a living protocol carrier cultivated by Madam Red using the Lingshuang gene, and each of her gene chains was entangled with the nanomechanical bugs of the Ω protocol. Deeper monitoring data showed that at the eleven-dimensional space level, the observer was transforming the entire Star Dome system into an experimental field through her pupils, and each universe was a variable sample in a petri dish.
"Error... must be... corrected!" The boy stabbed the data sickle into his heart, and the fire lotus detonated the gene chain. In the strong light of the explosion, the quantum ice crystal shell of the frozen girl peeled off layer by layer, screaming and exploding into light dust carrying memory data packets. The Ω core was suspended in the air intact, and a bloody command appeared on the surface: [Civilization Restart Protocol Activated - Erase all variables at the current recursive level, start level 8 initialization].
The star gate collapsed into billions of data fragments, each of which reflected the end of the dimension: some universes were compressed into Klein bottle reliefs, and some time and space grew mechanical tentacles in the virtual color pollution. The boy grabbed the Ω core with his quantized body, and the purple gold lines completely turned into bronze, and the cracked lines on his skin oozed the energy of the singularity of the eleven-dimensional space.
"At least... I decide the ending!" The moment he crushed the core, black mucus swept across all dimensions like a flood of creation. 0.03 seconds before his consciousness dissipated, he saw the light dust of the frozen girl condense into an uncontaminated frosty shadow - this version of her retained the innocence of hiding strawberry cakes in the laboratory, and the action of her fingertips lightly touching his forehead caused Planck-scale space-time ripples: "Thank you... for letting us..."
The phantom dissipated before he could finish his words, but the last bit of warmth penetrated the quantum vacuum, leaving a self-referential space-time wrinkle in the absolute nothingness. Inside this microscopic structure, the tactile data packet of the boy and Ling Shuang's embrace that was not contaminated by the protocol was detected, and its energy signature was exactly the same as the star-blue pattern of the first generation Snow Shadow Wolf.