Resurrection Empire

Chapter 1296 - 492: When the Time Comes, Heaven and Earth Align for the Chosen One

Next, this individual truly used personal wisdom to challenge the terrifying computational power of AI superintelligence, and even won, hacking into the data core of the AI center, sweeping away the source code inside, and eventually withdrew silently, unscathed.

This person was once chased with no escape route, only to luckily get sucked into a peculiar singular black hole. Instead of being decomposed into basic particles, he was unexpectedly spat out whole and intact by a white hole that suddenly appeared within the Empire’s borders.

Thereafter, this young noble began personally decrypting the source code and, within a short lifespan of a few decades, put all his energy into research and development, establishing a semi-artificial intelligence system that integrated the conventional human brain with the virtual consciousness of a Pilgrim, and created the original prototype of the "Network."

Subsequently, the Mechanical Empire, which was originally suffering defeats, immediately experienced a technological explosion in a short period after acquiring the "Network" technology, withstood the challenges once more.

This young noble, originally named Tokamak Martis, was later recognized as the Chosen One and bestowed with the title Saint Tokamak Martis.

From then on, the Martis family became a permanent prince family of the Empire, enjoying honor to this day.

Apart from this Saint Tokamak Martis, there have been several dozen other similar Chosen Ones who held the status of alien surname princes in Empire’s history.

Each one of them changed history, bringing significant turning points.

It was precisely with the support of these Chosen Ones that the Empire managed to repeatedly avert dangers and survive until today.

"Uncle, I kinda feel like your current performance resembles those individuals. So, I wonder if you might be the latest Chosen One of the Mechanical Empire."

Sun Ai said boldly.

Ren Zhong’s lips twitched, wanting to refute, but he felt that any refutation would seem feeble.

He had to admit, he indeed bore a resemblance to the so-called Chosen Ones.

To others, from the moment he appeared in the dense forest outskirts of Starfire Town, it was as if he was accompanied by indescribable luck, always turning misfortune into fortune, anticipating the enemy’s moves. Especially the detail control he displayed in multiple battles seemed unreasonable.

It was as if he was not fighting a war, but engaging in a prearranged military exercise, or like two actors in a scene, with others always performing strictly according to his script.

As if a mysterious unseen force controlled all the enemies’ minds, turning them into Ren Zhong’s marionettes. No matter how much advantage they had, anyone opposing him faced a grim fate.

But Ren Zhong knew that resembling was after all just resembling, not the real deal.

The method to persuade Sun Ai was relatively simple, just to clearly tell her the truth about resurrection and foresight.

What you think is divine blessing is, in fact, intelligence I risked my life to obtain.

But perhaps saying so is of no use; Sun Ai might still plausibly argue that perhaps other Chosen Ones also had certain capabilities beyond common reasoning.

In the end, it was the same, neither could convince the other.

"Even though I still don’t think I’m some Chosen One, nor do I like arbitrarily adding a ’Saint’ before my name, turning into some bizarre Saint Ren Zhong, one cannot deny the peculiar phenomenon within the Mechanical Empire. It genuinely feels as if a force beyond human understanding is secretly controlling everything, maintaining balance, leading the four major powers, including the Empire, to continuously contest each other without ever reaching a definitive outcome."

Ren Zhong murmured to himself.

Sun Ai shrugged, "Who knows? Maybe it really is the will of the cosmos, or perhaps it’s human genetic instinct perceiving that continuous warfare is necessary to continuously stimulate potential and propel technology. Human instincts control these, unwilling to see a one-sided scenario. Hence, whenever the Empire’s in trouble, these almighty and capable Chosen Ones appear, just like you."

Ren Zhong slightly shook his head noncommittally.

He did not wish to become the so-called Chosen One praised by the Empire but instead wanted to destroy it.

However, he seemed to be inevitably considering the threats from the other three human branches, preventing the complete extinction of the most authentic human beings within the Empire.

So, perhaps he had to help the Empire secure victory first, at least to gain an advantage, before attempting to overturn the Empire.

If his life’s path unfolds in this manner, then at least in the first half, he might indeed count as a Chosen One.

...

In the blink of an eye, another thirty-five years passed. After going around in a big circle, avoiding the Space Pirates in the Shattered Star Ring and the watchful eyes of Liu An, the Source Star Fleet finally gradually approached the gravitational boundary of the South Nine Star.

From here, the Source Star Fleet was finally approaching the core system of the Empire.

In reality, the distance to the Outer Asteroid Belt of the South Nine Star was still nearly three light years, almost leaving the maximum gravitational radiation range of South Nine Star.

This area was originally a purely barren cosmic zone, but once a natural Fold Jump Channel was discovered, it immediately was incorporated into the Empire’s territory.

Here stands a massive discrete structural space station, featuring a self-spinning barrel structure composed of hundreds of spheres.

Each sphere about the size of the Moon, each with different functions.

Including small information flow relays with autonomous independent answering capabilities, connecting to Nanxiang Star Cluster Super Network nodes.

It was precisely such a relay used for time correction with Sun Ai at the time.

On one side of the space station, 10 million kilometers away, lies the natural Fold Jump Subspace Channel. Within this channel, ships can travel at ten times the speed of light with extremely low energy consumption, taking only 108 days to reach the edge of the Asteroid Belt of the Southern Nine Star System.

The space station’s ownership does not belong to the Nanxiang Star Cluster; it’s a royal possession. Arriving here and completing identity verification, you’ll formally enter the Empire’s sequence.

Moreover, due to the lack of emphasis on radio communications, the space station does not have equipment to support ultra-long-range radio communication. Only near the Asteroid Belt of the Southern Nine Star System will there be super radio telescopes, mainly used for cosmic observation and seldom for communications.

The weak radio signal from Source Star, reaching the super radio telescope, and returning information to Source Star takes more than 14 years. This was the reason the nine old frostbiters never attempted to use radio signals to verify Ren Zhong’s status as an Angel Envoy. The time it took for messages to travel back and forth was simply too long, lacking the value in trying.

"Ren Zhong, we’re about to enter the warning zone of the Observatory border space station; should we activate the responder in advance?"

Ju Qingmeng asked Ren Zhong, who had just recently awakened.

About two years earlier, Isu Rock had passed away. Due to the prolonged failure to select a new manager with work capabilities close to Isu Rock, the administrative management system within the fleet underwent a small disturbance, ultimately leading Ju Qingmeng to awake early, quickly familiarizing with the new work environment, and swiftly taking charge of the situation.

Ren Zhong thought for a moment, "Activate the responder, reveal identity, and request direct communication with the governor of the Observatory. I’m a prospective Earl, I have the authorization."

Having said that, he took a deep breath.

It was time to turn the uncooked rice into cooked rice.

As long as they establish contact with the governor of the Observatory in communication, success was within reach.