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At the very least, it can create an effective check and balance.
However, reality is so cruel and merciless.
This is the trump card that he placed high hopes on.
Faced with Su Chen's brand new "Shining Assault Locust" form, which he had never even heard of before.
They were so utterly vulnerable.
Like a slightly stronger ant facing true divine punishment.
They were easily, thoroughly, and cleanly wiped out, almost like a natural disaster!
They couldn't even muster a decent resistance.
Even a moment's struggle seems like a luxury.
Those swarms of mechanical locusts were an absolute nightmare.
Ryubei Sonozaki, a powerful figure who had dominated the underworld of Fuuto for decades, was finally forced, with unparalleled clarity and immense pain, to confront a fact he had been trying to avoid but had to acknowledge.
A cold, hard truth that chilled his very soul.
That is, whether it is Isaka Shinkuro, whom he carefully cultivated.
Or those hybrid users under his command who once struck fear into the hearts of countless people.
Even his own daughter, Saeko Sonozaki, transformed into "Kamen Rider Metsu".
Faced with Su Chen's seemingly endless, ever-changing, constantly evolving and iterating technological power that completely disregards the existing power system.
They have completely lost all meaning of existence.
Any subordinates he could muster, sent to that young man, would only be futile sacrifices.
They were all just cannon fodder sent to their deaths, unable to even buy time.
Su Chen's power has exceeded his understanding of the Gaia Memory system.
It was a completely new, more efficient, purer, and more domineering form of violence.
They wanted to defeat this young man who had risen like a demon.
They wanted to kill this monstrous being who constantly pushed his limits.
He racked his brains and exhausted all his energy, going through all the possibilities in his mind.
In the end, only one path remained.
A final path filled with thorns and unknowns, yet one that one has no choice but to embark on.
That is, he himself will take action!
It was Sonozaki Ryubei, the supreme commander of the "Museum," who personally went to meet the enemy!
Once this thought arises, it spreads like wildfire and can no longer be contained.
Sonozaki Ryubei slowly rose from the enormous office chair that symbolized his power and status.
His movements carried a stiffness characteristic of the elderly, yet they also contained a resolute determination to burn one's bridges.
He walked step by step toward that inconspicuous corner deep inside the study.
There, a cleverly concealed secret compartment is hidden.
Only he knows how to open it.
With a soft click of the mechanism, the hidden compartment slowly opened, revealing the treasured items inside.
It is neither gold nor silver jewelry, nor antiques or calligraphy and paintings.
It is a memory.
It was an ominous and deep gold, as if it contained the memories of all the negative emotions in the world.
"TerrorDopantMemory".
This is his origin, the ultimate manifestation of his power, and the symbol of his supreme authority as the head of the Sonozaki family.
He hadn't used this memory for a very, very long time.
So long that he almost forgot the terrifying power it could bring.
He reached out his still slightly trembling hand and solemnly took the golden memory from it.
The cold metallic touch felt like a surge of scorching energy flowing from his fingertips into his entire body.
He gripped the memory chip tightly, using all his strength.
Feel the immense and pure power of fear within it, a power powerful enough to make stars tremble and all things bow down in fear.
That power was so familiar, yet so mesmerizing.
At this moment, his eyes, which had become slightly cloudy with age, suddenly blazed with an unprecedented light.
It was mixed with boundless rage.
Mixed with a determination to pay any price.
Mixed in with it was a trace of a mad flame on the verge of going out of control, which even he himself was unaware of.
"Su Chen..."
He spat out the name through gritted teeth, each syllable carrying a deep-seated hatred.
It was as if it wanted to chew up and devour the owner of the name, along with the name itself.
His voice was deep and hoarse, like an old bellows being pulled.
"It seems the time has come."
"It is time for me to personally go to you..."
His lips curled into a hideous and twisted grin.
"To the deepest, purest..."
"I was terrified!"
Su Chen's steps into the core laboratory of Zero One Technology carried an almost visible sense of composure and pressure.
What he held tightly in his hand was the "meteorological memory" that carried the pinnacle of "Earth's memory".
It lay quietly in his palm, radiating a deep, dark blue light, as if it contained the breath of the entire planet.
“Iz”.
Su Chen's voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable authority.
"Immediately perform highest-level parsing on it."
The barely suppressed excitement in his voice vibrated through the air like an electric current.
For him, this memory chip was far more significant than simply controlling the weather.
That's just its most superficial appearance.
What it truly embodies is the Earth's exquisite regulation of atmospheric circulation.
It represents the ultimate understanding of energy transformation.
It is a complete record of the fundamental rules governing physical phenomena.
This is a gift of the most original and purest data from the planet itself.
It's like an encyclopedia written with the laws of the universe, vast and boundless.
If the memories Su Chen had previously acquired were merely words or scattered sentences from this magnificent masterpiece...
This "meteorological memory" is the true "general outline" of this book, a "table of contents" leading to the core of all knowledge.
It guides the way and reveals the connection between everything.
This memory, shining with the light of the early days of civilization, was carefully placed into a specially designed analysis device.
The robotic arm precisely secured it.
A series of dark blue scanning beams covered it.
The analyzer emitted a soft start-up hum.
In an instant, an unprecedented, massive torrent of pure data, almost tangible, erupted from the memory.
Like a burst dam, it surged and crashed into the vast database of the Yark satellite.
The lights in the laboratory flickered on and off due to the sudden surge of energy.
A faint scent of ionization filled the air.
The core processor of the Yak satellite, the intelligent core representing the pinnacle of human technology, emitted a piercing buzz at this moment due to the overwhelming and refined data surge.
That's a warning sign of overloading.
It is also the joy of about to break through the critical point.
"Reporting to the president!"
Izzy's voice rang out through the speakers that filled the laboratory.
This time, her unchanging electronic synthesized voice even carried a very rare and obvious fluctuation.
Like a sophisticated instrument, it sensed for the first time the emotion called "shock".
"The 'weather memory' data is being analyzed at high speed..."
On the main screen, countless lines of code refresh rapidly like a waterfall, constructing complex models that are incomprehensible to ordinary people.
"The preliminary analysis of the 'multidimensional phenomenon interference' algorithm inherent in it has been completed!"
"The algorithm involves dynamic adjustment of spatial parameter variables and a perturbation model of nonlinear time flow!"
"At the same time, the 'matter-energy transformation' model has been successfully extracted!"
"This model details the laws governing the transitions of matter at different energy levels, as well as the mechanisms of energy condensation and release!"
Izzy's speech was quickening, and every word carried astonishing weight.
"The import of these two core data points has successfully filled the last blank area in our database regarding 'higher-order physical laws'!"