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Chapter 215 : Side Story 3: Dawn Nine Thousand Seconds Ago · Oct 01, 2026

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201 Chapter 201 : Mutation 2026-10-01
202 Chapter 202 : Traces of Restart 2026-10-01
203 Chapter 203 : The Entire Group Descends 2026-10-01
204 Chapter 204 : Interlocking Layer 2026-10-01
205 Chapter 205 : The Gate of Blood 2026-10-01
206 Chapter 206 : Unlock Conditions 2026-10-01
207 Chapter 207 : Start 2026-10-01
208 Chapter 208 : Trial of Pain Points 2026-10-01
209 Chapter 209 : Self-Trial Room 2026-10-01
210 Chapter 210 : The Fire Seed Project 2026-10-01
211 Chapter 211 : Fusion 2026-10-01
212 Chapter 212 : The Finale 2026-10-01
213 Chapter 213 : Extra 1: Situation Builder 2026-10-01
214 Chapter 214 : Side Story 2: Simulated Era 2026-10-01
215 Chapter 215 : Side Story 3: Dawn Nine Thousand Seconds Ago 2026-10-01
216 Chapter 216 : Side Story 4: Chu Yunting’s Faint Traces 2026-10-01
217 Chapter 217 : Bonus Chapter 5: Taking Root 2026-10-01
218 Chapter 218 : Side Story 6: The Counterattack of an Alien Civilization 2026-10-01
219 Chapter 219 : Side Story 7: Not One Less 2026-10-01
220 Chapter 220 : Extra Chapter 8: Old Friends Reunited 2026-10-01
221 Chapter 221 : Extra Chapter 9: Reencounter with Zhou Xiao 2026-10-01

215: Side Story 3: Dawn Nine Thousand Seconds AgoThe simulation space slowly contracted.

The Fire Seed Core floated in mid-air, pulsing weakly, its light unstable.

The youth had turned to ash; his remains disintegrated along with the Fire Core.

That sentence—’Where the light comes from, let it stay’—ultimately failed to sustain a complete civilization.

The fire was passed on, but the civilization failed to stand its ground.

The system popped up with the evaluation results:

【Fire Seed Stability: Less than 70%】

【Social Logic Reconstruction Failed】

【Final Status: Individual transmission successful, collective synergy collapsed】

【Civilization Verification: Failed】

The Realm Creator spoke slowly, their voice devoid of emotion:

“This civilization does not possess stable continuity.”

“According to observation principles—I shall proceed with its destruction.”

Ye Nanxing stood up abruptly, staring at the gray sphere where the Fire Seed was being resealed.

Her voice trembled for the first time, yet remained stubborn:

“On what basis do you conclude this is a failure?”

“A Child lit the fire; isn’t that the answer?”

The Realm Creator looked back at her, their tone like a judgment:

“The fire of an individual is insufficient to counter structural collapse.”

“He is the afterglow, not the light source.”

Flame Born suddenly charged forward, flames exploding from the surface of his body:

“If you want to extinguish it—you’ll have to step over my corpse first!”

He rushed toward the Fire Seed Core, only to be thrown back ten meters by an invisible force field, crashing heavily to the ground.

Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, but Flame Born gritted his teeth and propped himself up, letting out a low growl:

“You see that the civilization failed to stand.”

“But what you didn’t see—is that he lit the fire while on his knees!”

Shen Qingyan covered her mouth, tears flowing uncontrollably.

She watched that civilization collapse, watched hope fall just one step short, shattering beneath her feet.

Her voice trembled:

“It failed... not because the fire wasn’t bright enough.”

“It’s because you never gave it a place where it could survive.”

Chu Yunting took a deep breath, intense emotional fluctuations appearing on her face for the first time.

She growled at the Realm Creator:

“You say you are an observer, but you are not.”

“You are an extinguisher—you only dare to wait until the fire is out before raising your hand to say ’I knew it all along.’”

Zhang Tianjin slammed his protective helmet onto the ground and roared:

“We risked our lives to save this flame, not for you to coldly deliver a final verdict!”

Ye Nanxing slowly walked toward the Fire Seed containment core.

There were no tears on her face,

nor was there anger,

only a thin layer of—resolve.

She asked the Realm Creator in a low voice:

“Can you answer me one question?”

“Among all the civilizations you’ve seen—has there ever been one that got it right the first time?”

The Realm Creator remained silent.

Her tone was calm to the point of coldness:

“Then what right do you have to tell us it’s ’not worth it’?”

The Realm Creator reached out, and the Fire Seed began to vibrate violently, its faint light distorting.

【Fire Seed Destruction Sequence Initiated】

【Countdown: 300 Seconds】

The space fell into a deathly silence.

A glimmer of hope was about to be erased just like that.

Simply because it wasn’t perfect.

The Fire Seed was sealed within a gray compression sphere, floating in the air,

The countdown markers ticked down like a flaming pendulum:

【Terminating Program...】

【Destruction Command Executed · Remaining Time: 4 Minutes 59 Seconds】

The Realm Creator stood at a high-dimensional observation point, no emotion in their eyes.

They said:

“You ignited it, but you cannot control it.”

“If it cannot be passed on—then it should return to silence.”

This was a cold execution, without anger or hatred.

Only the ultimate liquidation of civilizational logic.

Amidst the crowd’s silence, Ye Nanxing suddenly stepped forward.

She slowly extended her right hand, and the Spatial Mark on her palm rippled.

The compressed glimmer of the Fire Seed seemed to sense her and began to tremble gently.

Everyone was startled.

Flame Born suddenly shouted in a low voice:

“What are you doing?!”

Ye Nanxing did not look back.

Her voice was low, yet possessed an undeniable calmness:

“Since it is not permitted to exist externally.”

“Then I—will personally swallow it.”

“The space is mine, the consciousness is mine,

I will bear it... the unfinished legacy of an entire civilization.”

The Realm Creator’s voice suddenly rose:

“You will suffer structural overflow and loss of consciousness integration control; your sanity will most likely collapse on the spot!”

“The Fire Seed is not meant for human vessels; it is not a mind, it is a civilizational fusion energy body!”

Ye Nanxing stared at him and, for the first time—smiled coldly.

“That is why you failed.”

“You understand the rules, but you don’t understand responsibility.”

“You use observation to replace participation, and results to whitewash indifference.”

“But we humans do not light the fire because it is the ’correct’ thing to do.”

“We do it because—even if it means destruction, we must try once.”

After speaking, she slammed her palm against the Fire Seed seal.

In an instant, the entire airspace vibrated violently!

The compression sphere shattered, and the Fire Seed shot toward Ye Nanxing’s chest like an escaped blaze!

—Psionic energy surged!

—Body fractured!

—The five senses reset!

Everyone could only see her being swallowed by a golden flame, her body trembling violently in intense resonance!

Shen Qingyan cried out: “She can’t hold on much longer!”

Zhang Tianjin shouted: “We can’t stop her! She’s gone mad!”

But just then, Ye Nanxing’s consciousness began to tear apart, her spiritual light structure on the verge of collapse.

Flame Born suddenly lunged forward!

He was no longer a supporter, a warrior, or a psionic weapon.

At this moment, he was another fire.

He bit the tip of his tongue, bursting forth with his final spiritual thought:

“I will take—half for her!”

He forced himself close to Ye Nanxing’s side, burning away half of his entire soul structure,

Pouring it into the Fire Seed Core to fuse with Ye Nanxing’s consciousness, forming a ’Dual Vessel Shared Bearing.’

System Emergency Alert:

【Binding Mode Changed: Fire Seed × Human Shared Structure Successful】

【Energy Output Harmonized】

【Storage Status Stabilized】

【Fire Seed Destruction Command—Aborted】

The entire airspace fell silent.

Ye Nanxing knelt on one knee, light patterns appearing on her chest, her eyes still clear.

While Flame Born lay behind her, his aura as weak as a pile of dying ash.

The Fire Seed suspended between the two of them, resuming its original pulse like a newborn heart.

The Realm Creator slowly lowered their head. After a long time, for the first time, they spoke in a human tone:

“...I was wrong.”

“I didn’t expect... you would use such a method.”

“To swallow the Fire Seed just to make it stay.”

The Fire Seed was no longer an experimental subject.

It had been forcibly connected to Ye Nanxing’s Spatial Mark by Flame Born using half of his soul,

Turning into a molten-gold stream of consciousness that flooded into her body madly.

Ye Nanxing knelt on the ground, her palm held high, her fingers spread wide in a death grip,

That mass of flame struggled wildly, as if trying to burn her body hollow from the inside out.

Flame Born fell beside her, his breath barely audible, yet he struggled to sustain his soul’s residual flame to help her stabilize her silhouette.

But it still wasn’t enough.

The Fire Seed rioted, and the consciousness field structure was about to cross the line of collapse.

Blood began to flow from her facial orifices, and Spatial Runes twisted on her skin like knife carvings; she looked like a civilizational tomb about to burst apart.

At this moment, the Realm Creator spoke slowly, their voice lacking coldness, instead carrying a hint of calm that seemed like pity:

“You have done very well.”

“But the birth of a new space-time cannot be supported by ’individual courage’ alone.”

“You thought you could swallow an entire civilization, but this is not a matter of determination.”

“This is a matter of structure.”

“You are not the Fire Starter; you are—human.”

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