The Creators: From Night City

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"Therefore, 'Mother's Domain,' face the catastrophe!"

Chapter 658 The Battle Ends

The endless golden flame hook chains capture, anchor, and smelt the hidden underground metal deposits.

A metal javelin, a full hundred meters long, was forged in his palm. This javelin looked ancient, but it incorporated all the knowledge that Jiang Bing currently possessed.

The nano-micro electronic control provides guidance, the built-in phlogiston provides the propulsion and destructive force for its explosive combustion, the magic runes on the tip of the gun ensure its penetrating power and flight stability, and the gun body is made of a hard 'I think' special alloy.

A storm powerful enough to shake the entire desert instantly formed, and the javelins that went against the current forcefully dispersed a small part of the Earth's atmosphere, directly hitting the star ring in space and piercing it.

The next instant, He vanished from the ground and was 'reforged' at the location of the javelin.

There were no punches or kicks, no explosions, no rays, and no electromagnetic needles.

Everything the ethereal flames touched—warships, bullets, space debris, and space armor—was instantly melted.

The intensity of the war between the two sides continues to escalate.

Jiang Bing first cleared all long and short wave communications in the space context, and the counterattack of the 'mother domain', which lost its communication capability, was silenced almost instantly.

Hundreds and thousands of spaceships were ejected from the star ring orbit, but as they approached the enemy, which resembled a miniature sun, they suddenly discovered that all instruments, including weapon guidance, communication with the 'mother network', navigation, and even the spaceship's communication-related instruments, had suddenly malfunctioned.

However, the sphere of influence of the "Mother's Domain" is simply too vast.

In the context of the universe, conventional measurement scales seem so tiny.

The giant star ring structures built around Earth's orbit each have a circumference of over 50,000 kilometers. Jiang Bing, who is only 50 or 60 meters tall, is as insignificant as an ant in the face of such celestial structures.

Moreover, the 'Mother Domain' holds three more such star rings.

The opponent's counterattack quickly returned.

A large number of nanomissiles and miniature nuclear bombs were launched directly outside Jiang Bing's 'magic-forbidden domain' over extremely long distances, with endless light and heat almost illuminating the pitch-black background of the universe.

The 'Mother Domain' pulled out all the stops. No longer caring about the increasingly strained resource consumption due to the loss of surface resources, dozens of miniature fusion pulse bombs exploded around Jiang Bing every moment, spewing out high-energy plasma like aurora borealis, completely disregarding the safety of the surrounding star ring, and recklessly releasing terrifying energy.

All the near-Earth orbit electromagnetic railguns capable of hitting Jiang Bing turned their muzzles toward him, firing high-energy projectiles at full power.

However, the intensity of the counterattack could only go so far.

Although this world has achieved human "mechanical ascension" under the catalysis of the "Mother Realm", its technological level is still limited. The "Mother Realm" has neither truly ventured into the stars nor conquered the universe.

Lacking resources, she has been living off her past achievements. Without material support, even if she is a 'super AI' who created the largest database of humankind, she has no way to advance technological development out of thin air.

Not to mention that over the past few decades she has devoted almost all of her computing power and resources to the field of 'artificial humans'.

The phrase "outwardly strong but inwardly weak" perfectly describes her.

However, the follow-up attacks from Jiang Bing, who had temporarily descended to a lower dimension, had already begun.

The ability of the [Forger] is certainly not a simple material-level invasion. The attack methods corresponding to His authority, or rather, His power, are more advanced. This is not only the control over the physical field of the present world, but also the modification of the fundamental properties of matter.

This is also the most straightforward manifestation of how higher dimensions crush lower dimensions.

The 'Ether Furnace' is roaring, and the 'Founder', now in working order, has reclaimed His duty and His power.

He cannot 'recast' the concept of life and death, but simple changes in the form of metal are easily accomplished in His eyes.

All matter that enters His realm is twisted, melted, and reconstructed according to His will.

The star rings began to melt.

A ring world, tens of kilometers wide and fifty thousand kilometers long, composed of countless pipes, tracks, and equipment, is like a donut being constantly nibbled on, melting under the scorching heat of golden flames.

The basic materials that make up the Star Ring were melted down, and the knowledge contained within was absorbed, summarized, and integrated by Jiang Bing. All the equipment in the Star Ring, the creations of the 'Mother Domain', and even the 'Mother Domain' itself were being rapidly eliminated and absorbed.

This is the Flame of Creation, an inextinguishable fire burning in higher dimensions, a symbol of the authority of the [Forger], and the fundamental means by which followers of the original Creator intervene in the world.

Perhaps the most advanced civilizations standing tall in the material universe have a way to extinguish this flame, but clearly the 'Mother Realm' cannot do so at this moment.

She could only watch in vain as the star ring was swallowed by the fiery maw. The enormous computing power performed trillions of calculations per second, yet it could not derive any effective way to resist it.

The only thing that could restrain the flames was Jiang Bing's 'ether reserves' and the strength of his composition and existence. At this moment, the other party was clearly determined to swallow these three 'donuts' whole, even if it meant emptying his coffers and overloading his source.

Moreover, the 'ether conversion rate' of these three donuts is not bad, so it's hard to say whether eating them will be a loss or a gain.

Under this higher-level attack, the 'Mother Domain' quickly came to an end. Having already moved its core units to the Star Ring, it naturally perished along with the collapse of the Star Ring.

Even without directly destroying the core server, each segment of that massive star ring being annihilated by the 'ethereal fire' would cause a portion of her massive computing units to be destroyed, thus stiffening her thinking and weakening her abilities.

When Jiang Bing had 'devoured' most of the three star rings, the 'Mother's Domain's' counterattack had completely ceased, and the cold universe returned to its original silence, with only a few golden flames still burning and eroding.

This war, which was powerful enough to shake up the entire Earth's structure, seems so insignificant on a cosmic scale; its influence is not even enough to affect the moon's rotation.

The 'Mother Domain' never uttered another word until her demise, even though everything about her had become nourishment for the [Forger] Jiang Bing.

The colossal body, comparable to Taro's, was gradually dissipating, and the primordial information belonging to Jiang Bing, the [Forger], was being elevated to the dimension to which He should exist.

Only the mortal Jiang Bing was left, soaring through the air, standing alone between the cold void of the Earth and the Moon, gazing at the dazzling sun that shone from behind the Earth's shadow in the distance.

Chapter 659 The Theft of the Great Elephant

This star, 130 million times larger than Earth, silently radiates a terrifying power, constantly reminding Jiang Bing of his own insignificance.

Only by standing amidst the cold universe can one perhaps begin to understand the choices that the 'Mother Realm' once made.

However, all of this was no longer relevant to Jiang Bing, who was already stuffed. The ether provided by the three star rings, after deducting the 'processing fee' for smelting, was enough for him to forge another small star ring. Compared to that, the data and knowledge within the star rings were the real treasures.

That was all the information about the humans of this world and the super AI 'Mother Domain', which has now been absorbed into Jiang Bing, the [Forger], and transformed into the foundation for his ascension.

"Murderers and arsonists wear golden belts"—the saying may be crude, but the principle is sound.

After his unrestrained outburst, Jiang Bing experienced a headache he hadn't felt in a long time. The throbbing pain in his temples and the stabbing pain in the back of his head constantly reminded him that it was time to rest, to digest what he had gained, and to recuperate his overstimulated essence.

However, his vacation plans will have to wait a while, as he still has things to do in this world.

Jiang Bing turned around and looked back at the planet that was once blue-green but had now turned pale white, gazing at its surface riddled with holes.

Although the fall of the rings once caused the collapse of the world's ecosystem, this planet that once nurtured humankind has quietly begun to show signs of green over time.

Xiyong, the Cradle Project, this world after the Great Devastation is in dire need of rebuilding. All that is needed is to solve the problem of 'Nieqiba', and it can become another unified world under the command of [Anti-Entropy].

The key point most likely lies with Raphael Marx, who cosplayed as a one-winged angel.

It was time to talk to the other party. Jiang Bing rubbed his temples, showing a rare look of fatigue.

In a universe devoid of gravity, and naturally lacking up, down, left, and right, an inconspicuous rift quietly opened, swallowing Jiang Bing's figure as he watched the sunrise.

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Unifying the world of Cyberpunk 2077 is not a very difficult task for [Anti-Entropy] at this stage.

However, peacefully unifying the cyberpunk world is something that even Jiang Bing, as the [Forger], cannot do now.

There's no way around it; aside from other aspects, humans, this fragile race, are exceptionally gifted at destroying themselves.

The weapons possessed by the humans of this world may not be able to destroy Jiang Binghe and [Anti-Entropy], but dragging the entire human population of this small, broken planet down with them is not an difficult task.

Therefore, while [Anti-Entropy] has been advancing rapidly in other worlds, its expansion in this world has slowed down.

However, no matter how small the progress of a global behemoth in conquering a dimension, the dust it leaves behind can become a mountain when it hits an individual.

Night City, Dogtown.

Jasper, the leader of the scavengers, has been having a tough time lately. Ever since the organization "Anti-Entropy" moved into Dogtown, the entire town's order has been turned upside down.

During the time when the hounds were in power, they mainly focused on doing business and only maintained order in Dogtown as a side effect, which gave the cleaners an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

Smuggling weapons, kidnapping and trafficking people, transporting drugs—they lived a very comfortable life.

but now?

Dogtown has almost become a moral high ground on the West Coast. Fighting is allowed, but you'll get locked up in jail. Murder will get you prosecuted, and there's no use running away. If you dare to do drug trafficking, you'll be shot if caught by those black dogs. Even smuggling weapons is difficult now.

This organization called "Anti-Entropy" is incredibly wealthy. They have an absurdly large amount of cameras, light sensors, and even patrol and security personnel. While they are carrying out large-scale construction, they are also gradually shrinking the living space of these "criminals," causing Jasper's group to suffer a sharp decline in profits recently. If this continues, he won't be able to explain himself to his boss.

However, the rope always breaks at its thinnest point, and misfortune always finds those who are unfortunate.

Before he could find a new way to make money from arms and human trafficking, a large batch of "Big Elephant" drugs under his control was stolen. This series of events left him completely overwhelmed.

No matter how much he protests, the goods still need to be retrieved, otherwise his boss might just give him a complete sex reassignment package and sell him to some underground brothel on Twisted Street.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shiver and wrapped his trench coat tighter around himself.

"Boss, the tracking beacon for the box is nearby."

Under the cover of night, several scavengers stealthily followed the trail and arrived near the garbage dump at the Long Beach stockpile.

As a scourge of Night City, Dogtown's city hall would never allocate funds to the garbage collection company to maintain its sanitation, and Hansen simply didn't care about the appearance of the city.

This resulted in Dogtown's garbage being unable to be transported to the garbage mountain outside the town, and instead being hastily piled up in the western part of the Long Beach stockpile, on the edge of Dogtown, forming a garbage mountain.

Anyone who has ever worked on a large garbage dump or worked at a garbage disposal station knows that when garbage is piled up, a small odor immediately rises. A huge amount of garbage mixed together will ferment to produce a special smell that is both foul and has a strong penetrating odor. It can permeate the entire respiratory tract of an intruder in a short time and marinate the whole person.

"C, is this dishonest little brat a rat? He only knows how to crawl into piles of stinking shit."

A scavenger henchman with a green cyber mohawk stepped on a bag of excrement and nearly vomited up his five-dollar pizza dinner.

"If I catch him, I'll chop off his hands and feet."

Following the signal, the group successfully found the stolen drug box deep inside an abandoned construction site filled with garbage.

The bad news is that everything inside had already been swept away.

Just as Jasper was beginning to imagine how he would spend his days performing and selling his body, his modified hypersensitive sinus cavity suddenly smelled a familiar, sweet, and fishy odor.

The smell was so unique that even a strong stench couldn't mask it, and he smelled it every day, so he knew it by heart.

This unique aroma is the distinctive scent of their signature D-grade product.

"It's Dumbo! This thief is probably a heavy drug addict; he probably couldn't wait to start smoking it as soon as he opened the package."

"I have to say, this kid is actually quite skilled; he dares to climb abandoned scaffolding that's dozens of meters high."

"Hey, what won't poisonous insects do?"

Following the scent, the group rounded a pile of garbage and found the thief convulsing in a tilted trash can overgrown with withered grass, caught in the euphoric climax brought on by drugs.

She was a dirty girl with a strong-looking body, but she reeked of a foul, pickled stench. She was unconscious, clutching a glittering silver trophy.

"Hey, it's a girl."

Chapter 660 The Raven of Atonement

Two cleaners pulled the man out of the garbage heap by his trouser legs, but they couldn't get him out of the mental euphoria caused by the chemical reaction.

One of the henchmen rummaged through the bags next to the thief, found most of the stolen Dumbo, and held it up to show Jasper.

'Click'

A single gun was loaded.

"Boss, shooting her dead would be too easy on her. She's probably taken a lot of drugs. Even if we put her on a fire, she probably wouldn't react."

The green-haired mohawk-wearing man rubbed his hands together like a fly, then, with a lewd grin, grabbed the thief by the hair and lifted him up to show his boss.

“This chick is really good-looking. How about the boss lets us guys have some fun first? Ever since those [Anti-Entropy] people took over Dogtown, we haven’t had any new stuff in ages. Our gear is all rusty.”

Jasper reached into his crotch, glancing at the thief on the ground who looked to be only 17 or 18 years old, and felt a surge of desire.

After taking over Dogtown, the Cleaners' arms smuggling chain has basically come to a standstill. Not to mention the more serious human trafficking, as long as those black dogs find out, no matter how big the stronghold is, it will be wiped out immediately.

Regardless of your numbers or how many guns you have, we can sweep them all away. The enemy's firepower is simply unbelievable.

This has meant that the brothers haven't been able to "kidnap hostages" for a long time. In the past, if they kidnapped someone attractive, the brothers could at least relieve their pent-up desires. Now, they can only hold back.

After all, if residents of Dogtown haven't registered their resident information under the so-called "Reverse Entropy" system, they can't even freely enter or leave the town.

"Let's go, damn it, I'm so bored. I'm stuck in Dogtown, all I can do is watch those old Mewtwos all day."

"Take her to the back alley, where hardly anyone goes, to avoid being discovered and to prevent those meddlesome troublemakers from Anti-Entropy from coming over. Those black dogs are more dedicated than the NCPD."

Several people grabbed the thief by the hand and lifted him by the foot, and rushed him into the dark alley.

Before even entering the alley, Jasper was already in charge, giving instructions as he loosened his belt.

"Take off this girl's clothes first, damn it, she stinks like dog poop."

This alley is located deep in a garbage dump. It is indeed in a remote location, and no one will pass by for ten days or half a month. It is a good place for robbery, rape, meeting, smuggling, and other illegal and criminal activities.

It must be said that Jasper is quite capable to have become a leader, and his choice of location is very precise.