Chapter 95: Solon, Save Me!!

[The Primordial Doctor and his followers excel at human body modification. The bio-engineered soldiers they create possess physical capabilities thousands of times greater than ordinary humans.]

[These bio-soldiers are practically superhuman—not only are they formidable in combat, but their pain receptors have also been severed. From birth, they are brainwashed into absolute loyalty, fearless in the face of death.]

[They are the perfect war machines.]

[Their only flaw might be their lack of autonomous consciousness, making it nearly impossible for them to embark on a Path.]

[But this weakness is overshadowed by their terrifying mass-produced numbers.]

[As the bio-soldiers charge, the research apes lurk in the rear, launching ambushes.]

[A figure resembling a massive gorilla stands atop the highest point, gazing down at the battlefield below with cold, arrogant eyes—as if this were not a fierce warzone, but a sandbox for observing ants.]

[He casually pulls out a banana from somewhere, peels it with refined elegance, and slowly takes a bite.]

[The Trailblazers are surrounded by an endless tide of bio-soldiers, with no hope of breaking free. In the eyes of the Primordial Doctor, they are already his research specimens.]

[Trapped alongside her comrades, Jingliu watches helplessly as her allies are devolved one by one, her heart burning with desperation.]

[Earlier, she had risked injury to execute a decapitation strike against the Primordial Doctor. The strike succeeded—only for another Primordial Doctor to emerge moments later. The one she had slain was merely a clone.]

[The Primordial Doctor has no ethics—cloning, human experimentation, bio-modification—there is nothing he won't do to achieve his goals.]

[The one standing prominently on the battlefield was nothing but bait. As for his true body's location, no one knows.]

[Gritting her teeth, Jingliu pulls out a treasured Buddhist prayer bead from her robe. It was meant as a jest, yet now it has become her last hope.]

[There's no time to hesitate—delay will only cost more lives. Without a second thought, Jingliu crushes the bead.]

[Crack! A dazzling golden light erupts from the shattered fragments.]

[The research apes at the rear of the battlefield immediately burst into chatter at the anomaly. Despite their ape-like appearances—a deliberate aesthetic choice of the Primordial Doctor—they behave like ordinary scientists, their curiosity overwhelming.]

[The "Primordial Doctor" tosses aside his banana, watching the golden light with thoughtful interest.]

[What Jingliu doesn't know is that every Primordial Doctor is, in fact, himself.]

[Geniuses tend to value their lives highly. Just as Herta reverses aging and uses puppets to act in her stead, or Ruan Mei creates avatars, the Primordial Doctor has his own life-preserving techniques.]

[Fully aware of the public's hatred and fear toward him—and the countless people who want him dead—the Primordial Doctor has prepared more thoroughly than anyone.]

[A master of cloning, genetic reversion, and bio-engineering, creating avatars is as simple as breathing for him.]

[Not only has he mass-produced avatars, but he has also sealed them in various research facilities. If his main body is destroyed, a random avatar is activated, and his consciousness is transferred into the new vessel.]

[Unless every last one of his avatars is annihilated in one stroke—or his consciousness captured—killing him is impossible.]

[A handsome monk clad in white-and-gold monastic robes steps out from the golden light, his presence overwhelming.]

[Sensing the energy radiating from him—far surpassing even an Emanator—the Primordial Doctor's expression darkens.]

[As an intellectual, he despises brute-force warriors like this. Such muscle-headed fools are his natural nemeses.]

[The moment you appear, your gaze sweeps across the battlefield, instantly comprehending the situation. Without a word, you act.]

[A colossal golden Buddha materializes beyond the planet of Vonwacq. The Buddha dwarfs Vonwacq by over tenfold—from a distance, the planet looks like nothing more than a tiny green pearl resting in the Buddha's palm.]

[The Buddha raises its right hand, its middle finger aligning with Vonwacq before "gently" pressing down.]

[In an instant, the skies of Vonwacq churn violently. A pillar of unimaginable scale descends from the heavens.]

[The sheer force of its descent whips up planetary storms, uprooting countless trees and sending them flying.]

[When the Buddha's finger makes contact, an earth-shattering boom reverberates across the planet. Vonwacq trembles as if undergoing apocalypse, its orbit forcibly shifted.]

[From space, the once-spherical Vonwacq now bears a massive indentation where the finger struck. The surface is riddled with glowing orange fissures—like red-hot metal filaments—signifying the crust itself has fractured.]

[The sight is so terrifying one wonders: had the Buddha pressed just a little harder, would the planet have exploded on the spot?]

[When the chaos finally subsides, the "Forest of Ten Thousand Trees"—a sprawling jungle covering millions of square kilometers—has been reduced to a colossal crater.]

[Everything—every animal, plant, and microorganism—has been reduced to ash. Only the small patch you protected remains untouched.]

[The arrogant research apes, the endless bio-soldiers, and the Primordial Doctor himself were all obliterated the moment the Buddha's finger descended.]

[A thin golden barrier separates the survivors from the destruction, as if dividing two worlds. Behind it, the Trailblazers stare in stunned silence.]

[Even among Emanators, the gap in power is like heaven and earth. Jingliu herself could split Vonwacq in half with a single slash—but she could never protect her allies while annihilating the enemy so effortlessly.]

[This was why she had hesitated to act.]

[As the barrier dissipates, you gesture for Jingliu to approach.]

[She clicks her tongue in mock annoyance. "You went that overboard? The IPC's gonna badmouth us again." Though her tone is chiding, her eyes glint with amusement.]

[You shrug, utterly unbothered. "Let them come to me. I'll take full responsibility for this." The two of you share a knowing smile.]

[The other Trailblazers, already fed up with the unsolicited "dog food," tactfully prepare to leave.]

[Noticing the devolved Trailblazers, you grow serious. "To my knowledge, the person most likely to cure them is Ruan Mei of the Genius Society, Seat #81. She specializes in life sciences—you might seek her help."]

[The Trailblazers bow in gratitude before dispersing, carrying their afflicted comrades away.]

[Before long, only you and Jingliu remain on the ravaged battlefield.]