When the Mohist assassin Xiang Moli's mechanical prosthesis pierced through time and space, the quantum cloud at the corner of Xianyang Palace was swallowing Shang Yin. The EMP weapon she carried was aimed at Ying Zheng, the parasitic spore king, but she saw that the antimatter in the Mianqi jade bead had melted into the warp engine - the star disaster brought back by Xu Fu from his eastward journey, and was roaring under the Epang Palace.
"Your Majesty, this is how the commercial sound of "Deer Ming" should be played." She cut the strings with a smile, and the magnetic levitation mecha shattered the alien spore car. The biological chip in Ying Zheng's temple suddenly burned hot, and she actually read the Mohist quantum pattern from her antimatter dagger - the Dyson sphere blueprint was woven into the tyrant's uniform, and the six star rings in the pupil had annihilated six civilizations.
When heavy hydrogen roared and exploded underground in Lishan Mountain, Xiang Moli's titanium nuclear battery burned through his spine. She stepped on the armillary sphere of the beacon tower and saw the cruelest truth: on the day the Great Wall turned into an interstellar cannon barrel, Ying Zheng's seventh star ring would crush the earth into a spore culture medium. The only way to stop this is to use vacuum decay to swallow up the last bit of his humanity.
0.03 Seconds before the mecha self-destructed, the tyrant's torn Mianqi released the wormhole equation, but his palm covered her beating titanium-core heart. "Miss Xiang, my world..." In the bright light of the collapsing star ring, the Seventh Star of the Big Dipper suddenly lit up into a quantum tombstone - two consciousnesses entangled in the interstellar fire to ask the ultimate question of mankind: Do we need to water the flowers of civilization with the blood of our beloved?
Purpose: Taking "the ethical dilemma of civilization's survival" as the core, explore the symbiotic paradox of technology and power. When the gears of interstellar colonization crush the Mohist creed of "non-offensive", the quantum game between mecha assassins and parasitic emperors is actually mankind's ultimate question on "whether alienation is necessary for survival" - the cruelty of the First Emperor's swallowing of star rings is exactly the sacrifice of civilization to its own humanity in the process of expansion.