363: Chapter 363 Infinite Infinite

The Lin Yu projection holding a briefcase was the first to turn into spots of light and dissipate into the air.

Next were the scholar projection, the artist-looking projection... one by one, the "Lin Yus" unrelated to combat were quickly "optimized" away under Lin Yao's precise control.

The entire process was so fast it was dizzying.

In just a few short seconds, of the over one hundred diverse projections behind Lin Yu, less than thirty remained.

And each of the remaining thirty exuded a suffocatingly powerful aura!

The mage projection's aura became deeper, and the elemental energy surrounding it almost materialized.

A projection holding a long blade and covered in blood stepped out from the ripples; its tragic, murderous aura was almost equal to Zhao Tianyang's Shura Legion.

Another was completely shrouded in a pitch-black cloak, revealing only a pair of crimson eyes, its figure flickering as if it would merge into the shadows at any moment.

Inside the observation deck, there was dead silence.

Everyone was stunned into silence by this incredible operation.

You can even play it like this?

Casting a wide net first, then picking out what you want?

This isn't a spell anymore; this is using a search engine to write a thesis!

"I understand..." a Researcher slumped into his chair, eyes glazed, "She did the same to Zhao Tianyang. First summoning all possible versions of Zhao Tianyang, then filtering for all individuals who became [Shura]..."

His deduction stopped abruptly, his gaze locking onto the newly appeared Lin Yu projections that exuded terrifying auras.

The number of projections was increasing!

Every newly appeared Lin Yu projection carried a combat aura refined to the extreme. Whether holding weapons or surging with elemental power, each was a battle-hardened expert.

"No, this isn't right!" a young analyst yanked at his hair, face full of madness, "Filtering means removing! If the number decreases, the total energy should also decrease accordingly! Why... why are they still getting stronger? And why is the count increasing?"

His voice was like a fuse lighting a powder keg, instantly detonating the oppressive atmosphere of the entire control room.

"Could it be... could the projections she summoned actually cultivate on their own?"

"Don't be ridiculous! Those are just projections, brief manifestations of fragments of possibility, they don't even have independent wills!"

Amidst the chaotic arguments, only the Old Analyst and Team Leader Liu remained silent.

Team Leader Liu had completely given up on thinking; he felt his brain was like a piece of scrap paper violently crumpled, and thinking for one more second would cause an immediate crash.

As for the Old Analyst, he just stared fixedly at the screen. Under those thick glasses, his cloudy old eyes were now terrifyingly bright.

He saw it.

In the moment when Lin Yao's control speed slowed down due to her Spiritual Power being overextended, he caught the fleeting change in the data model.

It wasn't getting stronger.

Nor was it increasing.

It was a... completely different operation.

"Fools."

Two words escaped the Old Analyst's dry lips.

The young analyst beside him started and instinctively looked at him.

"Teacher?"

"I'm calling you fools!" The Old Analyst slammed the table, the loud bang silencing all the arguing. He pointed at the screen, his finger trembling violently with excitement.

"Are your brains welded shut by textbooks? Who told you it ends after filtering?"

"She isn't doing a second filtering at all!"

"That's the third step!"

"Expansion!"

The Old Analyst's voice suddenly rose, carrying a fanaticism as if revealing the truth.

"Step one: fuzzy search! Using keywords like 'Lin Yu' and 'Zhao Tianyang', pull in all related individuals from the infinite possibilities! That's why there are office workers and all sorts of weak projections!"

"Step two: conditional filtering! With 'combat power' as the core, remove the weak ones. Those left behind are all battle-hardened experts!"

He paused, looking around at the blank faces, took a deep breath, and stated the conclusion that made everyone's skin crawl.

"And step three... is to use the 'experts' filtered in step two as templates for a brand new, precise search!"

"She treated 'Powerful Lin Yu' and 'Powerful Zhao Tianyang' as new keywords!"

The young analyst was completely bewildered and instinctively retorted.

"But teacher... even so, aren't there only so many results from a fuzzy search? No matter how precise the search, it's still looking within the original results; the number should only decrease..."

"Infinity!" The Old Analyst almost roared, interrupting him. "Did you forget the most basic premise? It's infinite possibilities!"

"With an infinite base, even with the constraint of 'strong combat power' added, the number of results... is still infinite!"

The moment his voice fell.

As if to verify his words.

Inside the Duel Arena, the world changed color.

Lin Yu, Lin Yao, Zhao Tianyang.

Behind the three of them, the space that had only been rippling like water now opened completely.

It wasn't a door, nor was it a passage.

It was a... starry sky.

An endless, vast, and boundless starry sky!

Every twinkling star represented a possibility.

And now, in that starry sky, countless spots of light were lit up, turning into streaks of light that crossed the boundaries of time and space, frantically pouring into this Duel Arena!

Behind Zhao Tianyang, the number of the Shura Legion was no longer a hundred, but a thousand, ten thousand... dense Shura projections, each emitting a violent aura enough to tear the sky apart, gathered into a sea of blood, drowning half the sky.

Behind Lin Yao, countless versions of herself from different times and spaces appeared, either chanting ancient incantations or holding brilliant magical artifacts, converging into a vast magic torrent that made the elements of the entire space boil.

And the most terrifying was behind Lin Yu.

That starry sky was deep enough to cause despair, and every figure stepping out from it carried an unspeakable sense of pressure.

Some figures, just by standing there, made the space groan under the unbearable weight.

Some figures were entwined with chains of laws incomprehensible to mortals, every breath triggering the pulse of heaven and earth.

Other figures, their very existence seemed to be a taboo; just looking at them made the analysts in the observation deck feel as if their spirits were being torn apart.

"Crazy... everyone is crazy... this Little Girl is crazy!"