Page 42 In Dragon Ball: A brutal beating of Frieza at the start

In Dragon Ball: A brutal beating of Frieza at the start

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Twenty years ago, in a laboratory, under the glaring operating lights, a dozen researchers in white lab coats surrounded a cylindrical culture chamber. Floating inside was Alice, in the form of an infant, her nape shimmering with hexagonal patterns perfectly matching the crystals. Professor Lin stood before the monitoring console, his finger hovering above a red button, his glasses reflecting the cold light of the culture chamber.

—Professor Lin's trembling hand was deleting a crucial file, the words "TERMINATIONPROTOCOL" flashing on the screen being erased bit by bit. In the shadows behind him, a man in a black trench coat slowly raised a silenced pistol, the muzzle flashing coldly in a blind spot of the surveillance camera.

—Finally, the screen froze on a line of blood-red system notification: [Original code activated, final agreement executed]. Below the notification box was a login interface that Lin Ye had never seen before: the user ID displayed was ALICE-Ω, and the password input field was none other than the house password his father often used—the name of the golden retriever he had when he was a child.

So Alice was... Lin Ye suddenly knelt down, his temples throbbing. The pulse waves released by the crystal shattered the entire memory corridor, data fragments scattering like shards of glass. In his last moments before his consciousness faded, he saw in one of the memory fragments that his younger self was leaning against the observation window of the laboratory, drawing a crooked smiley face on the glass with his finger. And the infant Alice in the incubation chamber was showing the exact same smile at the same time.

Meanwhile, in the real world, in a quantum server room, Chen Mo stared at the suddenly wildly beating monitor screen, his energy drink can crumpled in his hand. Ye Ge's brainwave frequency was plummeting! He abruptly stood up, knocking over his chair; he had fallen below the safe threshold!

It's a trap! Su Wei pulled over the medical panel; Lin Ye's vital signs curve on the holographic projection was plummeting. She quickly pulled up the neural link log, her pupils suddenly contracting: a neurotoxin was hidden in the firewall! Someone had implanted a consciousness annihilation program at the code level!

Amidst the piercing alarm, no one noticed that the main control panel's camera had quietly rotated 15 degrees, locking focus on the unconscious Lin Ye's face. Even less did anyone notice the nanoscale reconnaissance robots drifting out of the ventilation ducts, clinging to the back of Lin Ye's ears like dust, stealing every nerve signal.

On the top floor of a building a thousand miles away, the city's neon lights stretched out from the floor-to-ceiling windows. A man wearing silver-rimmed glasses put down his wine glass; on the screen in front of him was a brainwave diagram of Lin Ye's convulsing brainwaves. In another split screen, the image of Alice broken down into a data stream was repeatedly slowed down, with each pause marking a specific code segment in red.

Finally, they'd taken the bait. The man pressed the communicator, revealing the Ω symbol engraved on his wristwatch beneath his cuff. He prepared to receive the raw code and eliminate all test subjects. Prioritize the ALICE series, especially the Ω type that had generated emotional redundancy. He paused, a cold smile playing on his lips. As for Lin Ye... if he could survive the annihilation of consciousness, he might be a new vessel worth cultivating.

Inside the server room, Chen Mo suddenly discovered that the server group was overloaded. Someone was remotely extracting data! He rushed to the control panel, only to find that all firewalls had been disabled by some kind of high-level privilege. When Su Wei tried to physically disconnect the connection, the same dialog box popped up on all the monitors on the wall simultaneously:

[Transmission completion rate 87%...91%...]

Just as the progress bar reached 99%, Lin Ye's body suddenly convulsed violently. The brainwaves on the medical panel suddenly became a straight line, and then, before anyone could react, they strangely started to jump again—but the waveform was completely different, showing a rare biphasic frequency.

Impossible... Su Wei's face turned deathly pale. This brainwave pattern only exists in...

Her words were interrupted by a sudden explosion. Black smoke billowed from a backup server in the corner of the server room, and in the firelight, a petite human figure could be vaguely seen reassembling within the data stream. Chen Mo's pupils reflected the gradually clearing figure—long, pale golden hair, the ends of which shimmered with the blue light characteristic of the data stream, and a hexagonal mark that was burning hot on the back of her neck.

Alice opened her eyes, a string of binary code flashing in her iris. She looked at Lin Ye, who was still unconscious, and whispered something that sent chills down everyone's spines:

Brother, I've found our source code.

Chapter 108 Reconstruction of Laws

The metal frame of the Star Train groaned under the strain, and the warning lights turned the interior of the cabin blood red.

The spatial structure is collapsing! March 7th grips the handrail tightly, his knuckles turning white. Outside the window, the stars twist into colorful bands of light, as if someone is tearing apart the canvas of the universe.

The holographic projection Walter had conjured suddenly erupted with countless error messages. The data stream writhed like a swarm of frenzied snakes, and the edges of the projection began to pixelate and decompose. Kronos was rewriting the fundamental laws of the universe! His voice tightened; he was reconstructing the physical constants!

Danheng's Cloud-Striking Spear tip trembled and hummed, reflecting his solemn face: Look at the seventh sector.

In the projection, a flame burns in absolute vacuum, growing ever stronger despite the lack of oxygen; a meteorite belt in the distance suddenly stops abruptly, defying the laws of inertia, as if held down by an invisible hand; even more terrifying is the monitoring of the flow of time in a certain area—the nebula there is flowing backward!

He was playing God. A crack appeared in the barrel of Danheng's gun.

Suddenly, the energy core on Lin Ye's chest erupted with a blinding blue light, and the twelve civilization imprints meshed and rotated like gears. The train's AI's mechanical female voice, carrying an unusual fluctuation, announced: "Warning! Administrator privileges activated! Identity verification: Lin Ye, Ultimate Protocol Holder, Privilege Level... Unable to calculate!"

A golden stream of data flashed through Lin Ye's eyes. He pressed his temples sharply, as if enduring a torrent of information. When he looked up again, his pupils had transformed into constantly updating data symbols.

"I can interfere with the system now." His voice had a metallic quality.

The bow fell to the ground on the seventh day of the third month: What does this mean?

Lin Ye didn't answer, but simply raised his hand and drew a burning rune in the void. The distorted space in front of him instantly froze, like a malfunctioning screen that had been paused.

It means that the runes exploded into countless points of light, and the broken laws in their path were re-anchored. Now it's my turn to set the rules.

On a battlefield three thousand light-years away, Vegeta was pinned to the void by seven chains of time. His muscles atrophied at a visible rate, and his black hair turned gray in the blink of an eye.

Saiyan? Chronos's figure flickered in and out of existence within the dimensional rift, nothing more than a war tool designed to be consumed. With a flick of his finger, Vegeta's left arm suddenly aged into a withered skeleton, even its genetic lock displaying an expiration date.

Vegeta's roar turned into a slow-motion howl within the time-deceleration field. Just as his eyes began to cloud, a beam of blue light suddenly pierced through the dimensional barrier!

"Vegeta!" Lin Ye's voice exploded in his mind. "Catch this!"

The moment the blue light entered Vegeta's skull, his battle suit exploded. Silver-white runes burst forth from his heart, crawling all over his body like living things. When the runes spread to his eye sockets, his irises completely disappeared, leaving only a silver-white expanse flowing with starlight.

What is this...? Vegeta looked at his arm, which was wrapped in runes, each line flickering as if breathing.

Kronos retreats for the first time: Impossible! Even I can't break the Saiyan genetic lock—

Vegeta's hair suddenly liquefied, transforming into a galaxy of energy. He casually swung his arm, shattering the chains of time like glass. God of Destruction form... He clenched his fist, and the surrounding space began to crack. The legend was indeed true.

A crack appeared in Kronos's mask, revealing a torrent of data flowing beneath. "You think you can fight me just because you've gained partial access?" He clasped his hands together, and the entire star system suddenly pixelated. The Cosmic Reset Protocol activated!

The reality before Lin Ye's eyes began to disintegrate. Distant planets vanished as if erased by an eraser, and mosaic-like defects appeared on the walls of the Star Train. Even more terrifying, he felt his very existence being erased—first his little finger disappeared, then his left eye's vision went blank.

Write in the new rules! Lin Ye gritted his teeth and carved burning words in the void: [Time manipulation is prohibited here][Law of conservation of matter enforced]. The two lines of runes were corroded by some force as soon as they took shape, so he immediately added a third: [Lin Ye's authority is irrevocable].

The two forces of rewriting collided in the void, creating lightning-shaped data cracks. Kronos laughed maniacally as he unfolded a 30,000-year-old database, with countless symbols of civilizations forming a defensive matrix.

"It's no use! How long have you had this access?" His voice began to distort. "I've witnessed twelve cycles of the universe!"

Lin Ye suddenly laughed: "But you overlooked one thing." He turned his head to look at a seemingly empty direction: March 7th, now!

A pink arrow shot out from stealth, its arrowhead encasing Kafka's final gift—a piece of virus code capable of corrupting any system. Kronos' hastily constructed firewall was pierced like a piece of waste paper.

You...how dare you... His data body began to collapse, the golden patterns curling up like a charred circuit board. At that moment, Vegeta's silver fist pierced through his chest: This punch, for all the civilizations you have hastened to destroy!

After Cronus's outer shell peeled away, a transparent life form curled up at its core was revealed. It had the outline of a human child, but beneath its skin flowed meridians resembling a star map.

So you're a puppet too? Lin Ye's rewriting permissions were suddenly interfered with. Who's controlling you?

The toddler opened its pupil-less eyes: We are all trying to stop the end... just in different ways... It reached out and touched the void, playing a breathtaking scene: countless universes were swallowed up like soap bubbles by some being. It awoke... 30,000 years earlier than expected.

Walter suddenly lunged at the console: He was uploading coordinates! The holographic screen displayed an encrypted signal breaking through the dimensional barrier.

Lin Ye swung his sword towards the core, but upon contact, he saw a data stream showing a child's tears: Found... the Well of Origin... From the shockwave of the core explosion, a writhing sound came from the depths of the universe, the sound of something turning over. That sound caused Vegeta's silver runes to turn into a warning red.

That wasn't a sound... Danheng's Cloud-Striking Spear shattered completely; it was space itself screaming in agony.

Suddenly, a horrifying scene was reflected in the porthole of the Star Train—stars across half the Milky Way galaxy went out simultaneously, as if something had blocked their light.

The metal frame of the Star Train groaned under the strain, and the warning lights turned the interior of the cabin blood red.

Danheng's Cloud-Striking Spear tip trembled and hummed, reflecting his solemn face: Look at the seventh sector.

He was playing God. A crack appeared in the barrel of Danheng's gun.

A golden stream of data flashed through Lin Ye's eyes. He pressed his temples sharply, as if he were enduring a torrent of information. When he looked up again, his pupils had transformed into constantly updating data symbols.