True Apocalypse Game

The manufacturing technology for Super Giant War Armor was extremely complex. Due to their immense size, even just forging the special metals and conducting energy were massive problems.

If cutting-edge weapons like space shuttles, aircraft carriers, and intercontinental ballistic missiles showcased a nation’s strength, then the Super Giant War Armor showcased the strength of all human civilization.

By pooling the strength of all humanity, and with massive support from the Salvation Army, the entire world only managed to manufacture thirty-three Super Giant War Armors.

It could be said that each Super Giant War Armor was the lifeblood of human civilization—the crowning achievement of the human race’s survival and evolution on Earth.

For this very reason, these war machines could be considered priceless treasures. Each had a unique signal frequency and was equipped with a signal transmitter tens of thousands of times more reliable than an airplane’s black box, allowing for the fastest possible support in case of distress or disappearance.

What Shen Feng held in his hands were several such Signal Trackers.

He couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement. Taking a deep breath, he pressed a button and switched on the Signal Tracker’s screen.

A light flickered, and a world map appeared on the screen, simple and clear. It was followed by dozens of blinking dots.

This world map was from before the world was completely submerged by the sea, which gave Shen Feng a profound sense of familiarity.

Thirty-three blinking dots were scattered across the globe. Shen Feng could see one near San Francisco—evidently the wreckage of the Oglala Mad Horse he had encountered earlier.

In a patch of sea slightly farther from San Francisco, another faint dot was blinking.

If he wasn’t mistaken, this area was the Fog Sea he had visited before. That blinking dot was likely the Super Giant War Armor, the Bloody Kraken, which had been wrecked there.

’Back then, I only saw the quantum-state phantom left by the Bloody Kraken. Thinking about it now, part of the wreckage must be slumbering on the seafloor...’

Before this, after arriving in the Water World Apocalypse, even though he had brought the Sail Warship and had fortuitously obtained a Quantum Force Field Core, the thought of the endless World Beasts had still left him with a subconscious sense of powerlessness.

But now, with this Signal Tracker in hand, his blood boiled with excitement. He finally felt like the clouds were parting to reveal the sun.

An idea flashed through his mind like lightning.

"Jingwei, check the data we just obtained. Has a Nanomechanical Cluster ever appeared in this world? Did the me of this world ever control the Gray Tide?" Shen Feng asked quickly.

Jingwei replied instantly, "No, this world doesn’t seem to possess Nanomechanical Cluster technology. If the you of this world also possessed the ’True Apocalypse Game’ system, the Doomsday World he entered would have to be different from yours."

Shen Feng nodded slightly.

He had considered this possibility before.

’Assuming there are countless Parallel Cosmos and Parallel Worlds, many of them must have already fallen into an apocalyptic state. Only a "him" from a peaceful cosmos can be chosen to enter a specific Doomsday World and carry out a mission. Every "him" is different, and the Doomsday World mission each undertakes must also be unique.’

’That would explain it.’

Shen Feng nodded slightly, a sharp glint in his eyes, and said with a touch of excitement:

"I remember... Arthur Seldon originally created the prototype for the Nanomechanical Insect in some rundown garage in San Francisco..."

Jingwei’s voice rang out at once, equally excited:

"That’s right! I even remember the exact location of his house. Heh, not bad, Xiaofeng. You’re as cunning as ever. Let’s just hope this world also has an Arthur Seldon who happened to create Nanomechanical Insects."

’Super Giant War Armor is already effective against World Beasts. If it could be used in conjunction with a Nanomechanical Cluster, it would be the ultimate weapon for hunting them!’

’A lot of things would become much simpler!’

At this thought, Shen Feng grew even more excited.

After pacing around Fortress-3 Laboratory a few more times and inspecting every inch of the place, Shen Feng made an unexpected discovery.

A small submersible, with room for only three people.

Judging from its design, it seemed to be an evolution of the old Hua Country’s "Hidden Dragon" series of deep-sea submersibles.

This Submersible must have been stationed in the laboratory before the Battle of San Francisco, but judging by its size, it wouldn’t have been enough to survive a tsunami.

Furthermore, not a single one of the more than two thousand Salvation Army Warriors chose to abandon their comrades to escape, which was how this lone Submersible was left behind.

Shen Feng inspected it carefully and found that aside from a few aging components, there was nothing wrong with the Submersible itself.

After all, over two hundred years had passed with no one to disturb it, and the undersea base’s life support systems had maintained a constant temperature and humidity, preventing any significant damage to the Submersible.

Under Jingwei’s guidance, he replaced a few components and checked the Submersible’s condition before climbing inside.

After confirming there was nothing else of value besides the research data, Shen Feng activated the laboratory’s launch mechanism. The Submersible was ejected from the launch tube, and he left the undersea laboratory that carried with it a Chapter of human history.

He glanced back at the faintly glowing window behind him, feeling a wave of wistfulness.

’The lab’s control systems and life support were powerful, but lasting this long was already their limit. Even with the Fusion Reactor’s ample energy supply, it couldn’t last forever.’

’Once the lab’s seals fail and the control systems break down completely, the crushing pressure of the sea will come flooding in, burying this piece of history for good.’

The small Submersible did not disappoint. It moved at an incredible speed, its twin beams of light like sharp swords cleaving through the endless darkness of the seabed, illuminating the crumbling ruins of San Francisco.

Judging by the Energy System, it had enough power to sustain a voyage of several days.

Jingwei displayed a map of San Francisco City from its database on the Submersible’s screen. By comparing it with data from the streets the vessel had already traversed, it quickly generated a simulated map of the underwater ruins.

From the areas they had just passed, the San Francisco of the Water World Apocalypse was largely similar to the one they were familiar with from their original world. If this world’s Arthur Seldon really existed, the location of his house should be more or less the same.

The Submersible’s engine spun its propeller, churning the seawater as it forged ahead through the high-pressure, low-temperature saline currents of the deep. Shen Feng felt a surge of gratitude for finding this small vessel. Otherwise, in a city as vast as San Francisco, he had no idea how long it would have taken him to swim.

He piloted the Submersible through the once-bustling streets, crossing the entirety of San Francisco to reach the suburbs. At last, he arrived before a stretch of ruins.

According to the records in Jingwei’s database, this was the home of the original world’s Arthur Seldon—the place where the Nanomechanical Insect was created.

’To be precise, it was Arthur Seldon’s garage,’ he thought. ’As the main antagonist of the Gray Tide Doomsday World, Arthur Seldon was an undeniable genius.’

’And in this world, judging by the layout of the buildings, he must have existed too.’

But all that remained was a pile of rubble.