Dragon Battle in the Wilds of the High Martial World

Three hundred years ago, in a sealed room in Huaguo, the only sound was the hum of computers. These were precision instruments designed to calculate the secrets of the universe. Their calculations of pi had continued without pause, until that instant: pi turned out to be a repeating decimal. All calculations froze at once, and the screens fell into an eerie stillness, as if an invisible giant hand had gently pressed the universe’s pause button. “Hm? Humans actually discovered it.” In a distant, unknown space, a voice gave a surprised little murmur. “It seems there was a flaw in this iteration’s design. We gave them more freedom than expected.” A companion’s voice carried a hint of adjustment. “No,” the first voice interrupted, calm and steady. “Every variable is within the plan. Human civilization has reached the critical threshold. Now, advance the process and proceed directly to Phase Two.”