Chapter 1951 - 1950: The Power of the Super Memory Usurper God

Abnormal Timeline · Xidu

The sky is tearing, the earth is collapsing.

A solitary building stands tall amidst the endless ruins, shaking amidst the tremors.

And before this solitary building, a faint purple light gathers and condenses into a blurry humanoid form.

Then this blurry figure lifts its head, glancing at the solitary building, and turns around to gaze at a winding river not far away.

The trickling water gently flows along the narrow river channel, even though the sky is fracturing, at least in this area, the world maintains a semblance of simple stability.

He Ao controls the projection, slowly walking over and stopping at the edge of the small river.

When he was very young, Grandpa told him he shouldn’t play by the river alone, warning him the river was dangerous.

Later, when Grandpa took him fishing by the river, he would repeatedly warn him not to go near the water’s edge.

Most of the time, Grandpa was kind, but sometimes he was stern, especially when He Ao was disobedient.

He Ao walks slowly forward, reaching the edge of the small river, then steps into the flowing water.

Until Grandpa passed away, he finally told He Ao.

Years ago, it was by this riverbank that he found He Ao.

At the time, he only saw a child lying on the gravel, crying, as if washed ashore by the water.

Grandpa never gave up searching for He Ao’s parents, but He Ao seemed to have emerged from the water, with no traceable roots.

Until the day he died.

He Ao lowers his head, gazing at the surface of the flowing water before him.

He always had a doubt, why doesn’t this timeline have himself?

He slowly sinks down, immersing himself entirely into the flowing water.

Beneath the surface, void-filled cracks abound, bearing the scars of the world’s collapse.

He Ao’s eyes scan the surrounding light and shadows, he raises his hand, his palm slightly trembling at the riverbed.

The densely packed mud instantly churns up.

All kinds of mineral water bottles, cans, suitcases are churned up, sparkling with radiant light.

Amidst these sparkles, He Ao’s gaze flashes, instantly disappearing from his location, appearing over a hundred meters away.

A tiny infant emerges from the churning mud.

This infant seems to have long lost its vitality, but its body isn’t decayed, instead it emits a faint purple glow, resembling a jade sculpture.

Curling up, a hint of a smile at the corner of its mouth, as if dreaming blissfully.

He Ao raises his hand, touching the jade-like body.

But the moment his hand touches it, the body rapidly decays, dissipating, turning into drifting ashes.

This world is the one where He Ao never met Grandpa.

And amidst the decaying ashes, streams of gray light also descend upon this river.

These gray lights gather together, instantly forming a massive cage, encasing He Ao’s projection.

He Ao raises his head, looking at the dazzling gray light overhead.

The entire world is decoding, the foundational layer seems to unfold beneath his feet, seeking his connection to locate his true form.

At this moment, He Ao simply smiles at the dazzling light, saying, "Holy Master, one step ahead."

The next moment, his body disintegrates directly, scattering into countless purple light shadows.

The dazzling gray light suddenly contracts, leaving only a quickly dissipating shadow.

These lights gather together, forming a large hand that grips the purple shadow.

But this hand does not immediately disappear, rather it pauses there, as if lost in brief contemplation.

Boom—

The earth cracks open a vast chasm, draining the trickling river dry.

The dazzling light shadowed hand is exposed under the somber sky, then the hand fully dissipates.

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Main World

He Ao stands beside the beach, feeling the information from the incarnation that has been cut off.

Actually, he controlled that abnormal timeline incarnation not by relying on his own advent power, even though he is already a bona fide Usurper God, the advent consumption over such a ’distance’ across timelines was unbearable for him.

So he relied on the Main World power retained in the abnormal timeline as a relay, first transmitting information to the Main World, then from the Main World to him, essentially using the Main World as a relay router.

This almost doesn’t consume any power and adds a layer of contact shielding, preventing the God of Machinery from immediately tracking him through the connection.

The only issue is the delay is quite long, taking a while to receive information.

But the words spoken by the incarnation were pre-set by He Ao, so it wouldn’t be too much of a delay.

The action to cut off the incarnation’s power was done by the Main World, which is now rather timid, severing signals at any slight stir.

And the primary role of that incarnation was clearly to ’pass information’ to the God of Machinery.

He Ao doesn’t know if the Holy Master really knows the Main World’s coordinates, but it doesn’t matter, the God of Machinery will intercept Him.

This time the Holy Master disrupted the God of Machinery’s plans, so the God of Machinery would certainly be pleased to disrupt the Holy Master’s plans in return.

Moreover, if the Holy Master truly knew the coordinates, the God of Machinery would likely try to extract them from the Holy Master’s mouth.

As for whether the two would team up, He Ao thinks it’s unlikely.

Both covet something in the Main World, and clearly each wants to claim it solely.

Under such circumstances, there’s only one reason they might cooperate—to face an enemy strong enough.

He Ao isn’t yet at the level to unite two Divine Beings.

Ultimately, what He Ao is doing is blocking their steps, using the Main World’s inherent properties to prevent them from arriving at the Main World.

If they were to truly descend upon the Main World, He Ao would lose any threat.

The delay He Ao is instituting is merely to make them slightly later in finding the Main World.

For the long-lived Divine Beings, a brief delay is insignificant.

Compared to cooperation, both probably hope to find the Main World’s things before the other.

Moreover···

He Ao lifts his head, looking toward the sky.

He’s waited for so long, but the Holy Master has not appeared, either He hasn’t mastered the coordinates at all, or truly has been intercepted by the God of Machinery.

Otherwise, with the ability of a Divine Being, projecting an incarnation is instantaneous.

Taking a deep breath, He Ao slowly moves forward, walking onto the nearby beach.

He looks at the deserted clothes on the beach, and the red knuckles remaining in the sand, silent for a moment.

The gusting sea breeze swept across his cheeks.

This is the remnant of his ’clone’.

Given the strength of his clone, without the support of the Main World’s power, it couldn’t bear such immense strength or complete so many tasks.

As the Main World completely withdrew its power, the clone thoroughly decayed and dissipated.

But that doesn’t matter.

He Ao raised his hand, and the red knuckle on the beach naturally floated up, hovering in mid-air.

A faint purple glow gathered in the void, winding around the red knuckle.

Bang—

The red knuckle shattered in an instant, and then the purple glow suddenly expanded outward, in a flash, outlining a vague purple figure.

Next, this purple figure quickly collapsed and converged, transforming into the appearance of a youth.

Hao Yi.

The youth stood on the beach, eyes closed, like a statue standing on the sand.

He Ao placed his hand in front of the youth’s chest, pressed slightly.

The youth’s chest instantly contracted inward, then violently expanded outward.

"Hah—Hoo—"

Accompanied by a violent panting sound, the youth suddenly opened his eyes and looked at He Ao.

He Ao looked at the panting youth, shrugged slightly, and smiled, "How is it?"

The youth took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, smiled, "Not bad."

This youth’s soul was still separated from He Ao, the core remained as the original C-level Talent Sequences ’Ruthless Bandit.’

But his body’s composition was already completely different, containing a lot of He Ao’s power, constructed using numerous Mysterious Academic Styles, able to easily withstand the short-term advent of Angel Tier power, rather than exploding instantly as before.

Being able to withstand Angel Tier power with a C-level Talent Sequence, even in the cosmic realm, ought to be some sort of ’Miracle.’

And this, was the ability of the God-Overstepping Level ’Super Memory.’

Of course, the core of this ability is not to withstand the great with the small, but ’Decipher,’ ’Replication,’ ’Transformation.’

Deciphering involves deciphering the soul, deciphering the rules, deciphering the world.

The power of Super Memory can act like a precise scalpel, dissecting the existence of the target, peering into the essence of the opponent.

This ability, in its weaker form, is ’Mind Reading.’

The essence of Super Memory’s mind-reading is slicing open the surface thoughts and ’Deciphering’ the opponent’s ideas.

When fully developed, this ’Decipher’ ability, in principle, can decipher everything that He Ao’s power can touch.

Even some simple cosmic rules, portions of power extended by a Divine Being, He Ao can attempt to decipher and comprehend the principles within.

Even angels, actually, can be deciphered.

The so-called angel, in essence, is the manifestation of a certain fine rule within the cosmos; the angel itself is the extension of cosmic existence.

Deciphering the rules of the angel’s existence can thoroughly clarify this angel’s ’existence.’

Then subsequently, replication can occur.

As long as He Ao understands a certain angel’s rule, he can completely replicate all the power of this angel.

If he understands a certain Mysterious Academic Style, he can also replicate it without discrepancy.

Honestly, reaching this step, He Ao truly gains a tangible sense of the Usurper God’s power.

When facing a fully realized Usurper God, ordinary angels basically have no capacity to resist, only a dead end.

Take He Ao now for instance, easily replicating all the powers of the target angel.

How could they fight, there’s simply no room for battle.

One can only say He Ao is very lucky, the God of Machinery only had a battered Tuning Master and a job-seeking Star Shadow, otherwise, He Ao would have been taken down long ago.

And this replication ability, when weaker, manifests as Super Memory’s unparalleled ’memory.’

As for the final ’Transformation’ ability, the effect is very simple, which is simply ’from nothing to something.’

Though, in essence, it is not truly creating from nothing, but once He Ao gains profound understanding of a certain rule, he can follow that rule to transform the rule itself.

As long as the logic of his transformation aligns with cosmic operational rules, the rule after transformation will become the universe’s rule, and the entire cosmos will operate according to this rule.

He Ao doesn’t know the limit of this transformation, but he estimates that some fringe small rules can be transformed, while core rules like time and space are probably very difficult to modify.

Just understanding these rules would take an unknown amount of time, let alone being involved with Divine Beings more or less.

Nevertheless, this indicates he possesses a capacity to somehow ’modify’ the universe.

Perhaps he can alter the direction of gravity, making all apples in the universe fly upwards to the sky.

Of course, probably even if modified, the universe would not acknowledge it and forcibly revert it back.

However, adding some loopholes in the gravity rules might enable even B-level Extraordinary or ordinary people to use Mysterious Academic Styles to fly in the sky, this might be achievable.

In that brief moment, He Ao even felt an illusion that he was in control of the universe.

So, this is the ’Usurper God’, isn’t it.

Having ’god’ attached makes a difference.

He Ao looked down at the ’clone’ in front of him.

This clone was molded using ’replication’ power, a 100% real lifeform, possessing all the characteristics a life must have.

This is the real ’Hao Yi,’ without any disguises, a real existence possessing his own mystical direction.

In fact, as long as he has enough deficient soul spirits, He Ao can even knead a complete soul out of these residual souls.

Of course, creating a soul from nothing is beyond his capability.

The soul is also a cosmic core rule, and there’s a stingy Grim Reaper sitting on this rule.

In contemplation, He Ao raised his head.

Accompanied by the sound of an old-fashioned steam whistle, the battered Velora emerged from the void and parked entirely on the beach.

He Ao looked at the thoroughly damaged train, gently placed his hand on it.

The whole train unfolded in his field of view, as if dissected from a higher dimension.

Numerous parts, countless lights and shadows, and beneath these parts and lights were the spatial rules allowing Velora to traverse the void effectively.

First, the series of rules were swiftly deciphered, sorted out.

Bang bang bang—

Then, amid intense sounds, those twisted parts, like taut papers, quickly straightened out, returned to their original smooth form.

In the midst of this intense sound, the battered train quickly restored to its original form, seen by the meat eyes.

In an extremely short time, the beautiful, exquisite train appeared again under the sunlight.

He Ao even modified this train, added some comfort decorations, erased the distorted portions of the head and the second car, transforming it into a sightseeing car with sofas and teapoys.

Looking at this restored train, He Ao exhaled slightly.

He had imagined the possibility of repairing the Velora but didn’t expect it was because he ascended to the Usurper God’s Super Memory.

Sometimes, many issues encountered on the journey are inexplicably resolved when reaching the next destination.

And the clone beside him at this moment, looked at He Ao, nodded slightly, then entered the Velora.

Accompanied by the whistle of the old-fashioned train, Velora disappeared into the void.