Xiao Yuanjun’s displayed prowess is basically akin to Superman, well, at least indistinguishable from Saiyan in regular mode; his speed is too fast for the naked eye to capture, his body blocks laser beams and withstands rocket fire, and his defense lower limit sits at no less than thirty thousand points, meaning any damage less than thirty thousand points registers as a miss on him.

Yet, it’s proven that no matter how strong individual combat power is, facing civilization architecture, one might struggle.

The damage from civilization architecture ranges from less than a hundred thousand to more than a million.

Even he can only do his utmost to defend, employing the most powerful defensive measures of the Bio-Fusion Armor, and unveiling his own Bio-Fusion. On the black light shield, are faces twisted in agony, specifically his own face, from childhood to old age, all without exception.

This move is intrinsically somewhat akin to ’Nuclear Fission’, the principle being ’Cell Fission’, where one’s own cells undergo massive division, ripening, destruction, and then are released to create a powerful defensive energy.

Even against civilization weapons, it does not easily fall behind within short spans.

But amidst giving his all, he neglected to protect against the virtual level; amidst the fog, Gao Gong easily infiltrated the opponent’s mind, adjusting the frequency of sensory signals, jumping between neural circuits, reflecting various memory scenes in the eyes of Gao Gong’s body.

’The descendants of the Xiao Family, from ancient to present, from the Civilization Era to the Cyber Era, must always stand atop the era!’

’If my son doesn’t meet my expectations, I will kill him, replicate his cells, and manufacture his clone; if my grandson doesn’t meet my expectations, I’ll handle likewise, until strong enough offspring are cultivated.’

’Large prosthetic technology is no longer suitable for the entire era, we will develop another technology, one that infinitely strengthens the flesh.’

’Fortress Elder, the Minister of Machinery of the Old Empire, Military Department’s Artificial General, including 413 royals and their descendants, all executed without exception.’

’Don’t forget today’s military meeting; the Crown Prince specially highlighted you, he has high expectations for you, don’t disappoint the Crown Prince.’

’I understand, Father, I won’t let you down.’

’Alien Influence approaches daily; we must prepare for battle early. Yuanjun, I now promote you to Deputy General, lead the Mechanical Warhammer Team, and join me in combat.’

’Yes, Your Highness!’ This was a fervent and loyal young voice.

The further back the memories, the more fragmented and fuzzy they become; apparently, Xiao Yuanjun deliberately forgets these experiences of the Imperial Era.

Furthermore, Gao Gong can perceive that some memories have been deliberately erased.

’What’s the point of clearing the recycle bin? Your cellular memory remembers more accurately than your brain; it’s imprinted in your biological code, the more emotionally stimulating it is, the deeper the memory.’

’Let’s see what goodies you’re hiding.’ 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

The humanoid mist suddenly disperses, bypassing neurons and glial cells, traversing neural pathways, occasionally diving into the grey matter, and reemerging from long neural pathways covered in myelin sheath.

The computation in the brain proceeds like this: post-synaptic receptors, once activated, generate another current, becoming a postsynaptic potential. When numerous ’postsynaptic potentials’ occur together, they trigger another action potential. This process repeats millions of times, transmitted through neural pathways in parallel or sequentially, eventually forming highly complex encoded information.

However, under Gao Gong’s manipulation, even absent any communication between ’synapses’ and ’synapses’, complex encoded information is still produced.

This encoded information interferes with neurotransmitters like glutamate or gamma-aminobutyric acid and also affects part of the dopamine under the influence of encoding, starting to activate the silent ’neural circuits’ on the frontal lobe.

The principle resembles ’C drive restoration to previous version’, with the frontal lobe memory area being that C drive.

Though it sounds simple, achieving this requires extremely high proficiency in both biological sequences and information series.

And coincidentally, Gao Gong possesses proficiency in both.

A minute later, over a dozen light clusters suddenly appear, all remnants of past memories.

’Among them, there must be secrets concerning the Xiao Family, or even Reproduction Technology.’

Gao Gong regretfully glances over other light clusters because there are only two memory clusters from the ’Civilization Era’, and his time is limited, not enough to dive into all the light clusters.

’Alright, it’s you then!’

Sensory data decomposes, injects; in an instant, the light flashes, Gao Gong arrives at a battlefield’s ruins, mechas scattered everywhere, limbs and remnants abound.

At that time, Xiao Yuanjun apparently is a youth; at this moment, he kneels on one knee, standing before him is a slightly weary black-clad young man.

The youth’s face is exceptionally handsome, with an indescribable aristocratic charm, a sensation Gao Gong is familiar with, Emperor’s Might, and grasped deeper than his own.

"Yuanjun, there is something I need to ask of you."

"Please, Crown Prince, command."

"The Empire has been defeated, the Empire’s opponents far exceed our imagination; the efforts of our generation have not touched even the tip of it."

"Crown Prince, do not be disheartened—"

"In the face of powerful technological prowess, human hearts are the most useless proposition, but although we may die, the Empire’s spark must be kept alive; the Empire’s technology hasn’t reached its limit, indeed, I have a hunch, that terrifying civilization has likely discovered something leading to their quick action."

"I have placed the culmination of Empire technology, Doomsday Black Emperor, somewhere, help me with one thing..."

The Black Prince leans closer, whispering an address into Xiao Yuanjun’s ear.

And by the time Gao Gong snaps back, the sensory data has already been separated from the light cluster.

’The inheritance rights of the final Black Emperor, the function of Emperor’s Light, turns out to be this?’

But there’s no time to ponder; he immediately dives into the second light cluster, this time, the scene emerges amidst a meteorite belt.

In the cosmic vacuum, scattered meteorites fly chaotically, randomly shooting energy light pillars, with fallen spaceships and numerous ’Mechanical Cans’, judging by their standard, basically approaching novice Interstellar Warrior level.

At this moment, Gao Gong’s gaze lands on one particular ’Mechanical Can’, this Mechanical Can is Xiao Yuanjun.

It’s apparent, this might be during the first mechanical war era because the Empire’s spaceship remarkably still operates on nuclear power.

The opponents, on the other hand, comprised an influx of interstellar pirates, one of this star system’s specialties.

At this moment, Xiao Yuanjun’s ’Mechanical Can’ seems malfunctioning, the propulsion device directly exploding, the whole person crashes onto a meteor, while two interstellar pirates exchange glances, snicker amusingly, and directly charge forward.

Xiao Yuanjun feels doomed, all hopes dashed, waiting to die with closed eyes, yet after a while, he finds no holes on his body at all. Opening his eyes, he discovers the two pirates staring blankly into the starry sky, their bodies shriveled like mummies.

Instinctively looking up, Xiao Yuanjun is shocked to see the starry sky vanished, replaced by an indescribable presence composed of chaotic knowledge and bizarre symbols, obscuring the entire field of view.

’Damn!’

The nearby onlooker Gao Gong, like a fire under his seat, immediately cuts off this part of memory code and seals it up; even in this memory’s memory, it nearly ’alienated’ him.

Memory Worm!

This complete form reaching the fifth-tier super information monster surprisingly appeared during the first mechanical war!

Moreover, Gao Gong contemplates a chilling possibility.

This monster wasn’t during the Cyber Tide era when it descended, rather it had been lurking on this planet since the first mechanical war.