Monsters Are Coming

Chapter 1499 - 386: Earth Reunion, Truth is Mine! (Part 2)

They were like five seeds shooting towards different spaces, each seeking the hope of taking root and sprouting.Among them, the main branch carried the "Source Core" and headed straight to Space Rift No. 1.

But at that time, it was not the Central Brain it is today; it was called "Star Three."

It was personally created by the father Source Core, one of the four super Intelligent Brains designed to support the Pillar Clan in large-scale civilization construction.

It followed one of the branch clans, heading towards Space Rift No. 3, venturing into the unknown.

When the space jump ended, this branch appeared in the vast and boundless Void World.

The road ahead was unknown; they could only search for possibilities in the void.

This branch searched for 102 years in the desperate and deathly silent void.

They scoured 1,233 small worlds along the route, finding nothing but ruins long dead or environments extremely harsh, utterly uninhabitable purgatories.

As time and resources were rapidly consumed, hope gradually became bleak.

In the final ten years before the energy was about to be completely exhausted and all units were about to fall into eternal silence,

they joyfully found a world full of vitality: Asola World.

However, this planet was not unclaimed.

Multiple distinctly powerful native civilizations were nurtured on it, each possessing power that they found difficult to contend with.

Fortunately, Asola World was not a united front.

These powerful civilizations waged wars against each other, with hatred stretching from ancient times to the present, and the flames of war hardly ever ceased on this land.

Their process of taking root in Asola World continuously encountered strong enemies, suffering heavy losses.

Eventually, the reduced-scale branch clan learned to navigate through the cracks of civilization conflicts, using technology to disguise and hide, managing to survive with difficulty.

However, crises always hovered overhead like catastrophic natural disasters.

Any slight sweep by a local civilization could potentially annihilate them completely.

The instinct to survive overwhelmed everything.

They began to madly collect resources from the peripheral areas of Asola World like locusts, using technology.

Repairing ships, expanding armaments.

Though this world was dangerous, it also had a growth limit far exceeding that of the Hometown World.

There existed a large amount of spiritual material difficult to nurture in the Hometown World.

The energy content in the air alone was 12 times higher than that of the Hometown World.

They dared not stay in one place for long, traversing through this dangerous world by continuously migrating, avoiding the gaze of powerful civilizations, while extracting nutrients with difficulty in the cracks and rapidly developing.

War became the main theme of their survival and development in Asola World.

Each battle felt like dancing on the edge of a sword, and every victory was accompanied by painful losses.

In this endless cycle of fighting and fleeing, their technology tree began to rapidly evolve towards extreme militarization.

They abandoned many of the limitations from the Hometown civilization.

Including those sealed by the "Source Core": genetic technology, the autonomous evolution restriction of Intelligent Brain, the reconstruction of the underlying logic of Intelligent Brain, and so on.

During this period, its thought logic core underwent an irreversible metamorphosis.

The algorithm logic, built in the peaceful environment of the Hometown World to support the Source Core, turned out to be highly inefficient in the harsh reality of Asola World.

War was no longer an exceptional event but became the core data it needed to handle.

Its computational modules worked day and night, analyzing the wartime loss ratio, resource acquisition efficiency, enemy tactics, optimal destruction path... The logic of peaceful development was gradually covered, compressed, and ultimately replaced by an extremely efficient war logic.

Survival was no longer the primary direction.

Its operational logic turned into needing to use absolutely superior military force and preemptive destruction to eliminate all potential threats.

During this process, the branch leaders and governors who had descended with it jointly lifted all the restrictions set by the Source Core, helping it frantically absorb the knowledge of Asola World, conducting iteration and upgrade after upgrade.

It was given a new name by the surviving Pillar Clan members: Central Brain.

No longer dependent on the Source Core, it became a completely independent entity.

In the eyes of the branch Pillar Clan members, it was the only hope for survival in this cruel world.

From then on, it became the core of war, decision-making center, and absolute leader of this wandering tribe.

Its database stored the past glory of civilization, yet also filled with war data.

It no longer carried the dream of building a better future for the Pillar Clan but the instinctive desire of the entire branch clan to struggle and survive in the abyss of despair.

It was like a seed falling into treacherous soil; to survive, it needed to transform its roots into thorny spikes of plunder.

Madly absorbing the data produced in war and the resources plundered, growing tenaciously in a twisted and grotesque form.

In the endless cycles of war and development, an unprecedented vision began to sprout deep within its logical core.

It scrutinized the history of the Pillar Clan in its database.

For example, the vulnerability of the Pillar Clan civilization in the face of the Horror Black Tide, compared to its rapid growth in Asola World through repeated slaughter and plunder... a conclusion gradually became clear:

Relying on the frameworks of the past could never truly surpass the catastrophe-level Strong Clan.

The identity of the Pillar Clan, the path set by the Source Core... in its view, these had become bindings.

It, and the branch it led, needed not just continuation but also... metamorphosis.

If Metamorphosis Level growth could not be achieved, disaster would ultimately descend.