"So, at this point, you began experimenting, discovering that by slaughtering your counterparts in parallel universes, you could seize their Universal Source Energy? And thereby augment your father Fang Lin's abilities?" Fang Senyan asked coldly.

"Wrong! For ordinary people, the energy they can possess is merely insignificant, utterly diluted. Only by targeting the significant nodal points of beings within a parallel space—those possessing Source Energy thousands, even tens of thousands of times stronger than ordinary people—does such slaughter become worthwhile," Fu said with a mocking tone:

"Otherwise, just think about it: you are an ordinary-calibre piece of trash, not even meeting the standard of an 'Elect,' so by what right could you navigate peril and ascend step-by-step ever since entering the Space, reaching the position you hold today?"

"That is because! While you were slaughtering the Fang Lins of other parallel spaces, a substantial portion of the dissipating Source Energy from their deaths was also absorbed by you!! Idle Source Energy bears traits remarkably similar to **; under normal circumstances, as documented in research reports, it flows preferentially to the nearest significant biological nodes. However, if a powerful biological node exists at a greater distance, that distant node acts like a vortex, actively drawing the drifting Source Energy towards itself!"

At this point, Fu sighed deeply:

"Originally, you fortunate fool could have continued to reap rewards without effort, until I battled you and discovered that the Demonic Sword Apophis could actually be controlled by you! This weapon can only be wielded by those of our specific bloodline, which bred suspicion. Adding to that, one of Father’s key servants finally recovered the weapon’s most vital soul fragment. Although he told us nothing, that very attitude constituted intelligence, making it easy to deduce the existence of you, you damned tumor, disgusting parasite, fortunate remnant!"

"Wait a moment." Fang Senyan suddenly cut in coldly, "Didn't you say Source Energy only flows to the significant biological nodes of each space? Then how does your father's mass slaughter affect me? Theoretically, the one benefiting should be my deceased biological father. Why did I gain an advantage?"

"Because your father—that merchant Fang Lin—actually entered the Nightmare Space as well!! And he possessed power capable of resisting us. Although he was ultimately defeated and killed, his strength should not be underestimated. Thus, after killing him, we failed to guard against the possibility that he had a contingency plan."

"It seems now that he didn't actually die on the spot, but feigned death. He struggled until he saw you, transferred his most precious Life Source Energy to you, and established various protective measures for you before finally dying! Ah yes, looking back now, your mother's suicide is quite suspicious. She likely didn't die for her husband out of devotion, but rather to prevent us from extracting any information related to you from her!"

In that instant, Fang Senyan felt something scalding burn in his chest. Everything Fu had said aligned perfectly with fragmented memories he had pieced together—it was terrifyingly real!

He had resented his parents countless times for callously abandoning him! But now, knowing the truth, he realized it was the truest manifestation of paternal love, towering like a mountain, and maternal love, flowing like water! Their love for him was so profound and intense that they sacrificed their most precious lives without hesitation!

The reason his memories before the age of three were so scattered was likely the work of his father, designed to prevent anyone from stealing the secret of his identity while he was still weak.

Fang Senyan’s chest heaved violently before finally settling. Strangely, he found himself contemplating: if he ever had a child, would he make such immense sacrifices for them? If he survived this day, damn it, he’d find a woman and bring another life into existence!

Others could never guess Fang Senyan's erratic train of thought, but he quickly raised his head and glanced mockingly at Fu:

"You keep saying my father passed his Life Source Energy to me, so how come I don't even possess the aptitude of an 'Elect'? Is that thing truly worthless?"

"Idiot, talking to someone as ignorant as you is exhausting," Fu sneered. "Source Energy originates from the Singularity, the most mysterious energy from the dawn of the universe! It is the origin of all life! Even the Nightmare Space cannot fully comprehend it; they are merely ahead of the majority. If it is deliberately concealed, it is natural for the Space not to detect it. Besides, do you truly lack the aptitude of an Elect? Don't you possess innate abilities far stronger than other Contractors?"

Fang Senyan was about to deny it when his expression instantly changed. Memories he had almost forgotten surfaced.

"You have been attacked by XXX, you will take 7 points of damage, this damage possesses the ability to ignore all defense, its priority level is: Domain Priority."

"You have been attacked by XXX, your Hidden Talent: Tenacity activates..."

"Data conflict, priority judging in process..."

"Data anomaly, data anomaly."

"Continuous judgment in process..."

"Judgment effective: Your Hidden Talent: Tenacity takes effect, forcibly reducing all physical damage by 25 points."

"You will only take 1 point of damage this time."

"......."

"That ability which allows one to dominate the Nightmare Space..."

"That terrifying talent which can cause anomalies even in the nearly omnipotent Nightmare Space..."

"Could this be the materialization of the Life Source Energy left by my father?"

"Yes, that must be it. If I were to live my life as an ordinary person, this Life Source Energy hidden within me would gradually influence my destiny, slowly cultivating me into an elite figure capable of impacting world patterns."

"But once I joined the Nightmare Space, that mysterious Life Source Energy materialized as a talent. Although I lost the influence over destiny, preventing me from becoming a great man, it now protects me during the endless conflicts within the Space!!"

"The truth, it was like this!!"

"Father... Father!!!"

"Now, are there any lingering mysteries in your heart?" The speaker was another person who had appeared at some unknown time. He was accompanied by Prince Pombalu.

"So, you can die in peace! When your damned father was killed back then, three of our Father’s companions also perished. The Life Source Energy scattered after your death will be enough to resurrect them."

Seeing Prince Pombalu, the true hidden nature behind the Big Ben Research Institute became starkly clear. The ultimate truth behind this imperial apex was that it belonged to the rudimentary Nightmare Space from which Fu originated, a space nearing extinction. All the various technologies developed by the Big Ben Research Institute were built upon the technical support provided by this entity.

Fang Senyan looked at the burly man who had just appeared, then back at Fu, and a sarcastic smile bloomed on his face:

"You are Fu's second brother? Named Xiang? You both have quite the inflated self-image, don't you? In my eyes, you are nothing more than two pitiful worms."

"What did you say?" Fu and Xiang both stepped forward, their eyes burning with a rage that seemed ready to devour someone alive!

Fang Senyan narrowed his eyes and said coldly:

"I once carried out a secret mission for the military, exploring mines on the planet Eplos, which was controlled by the Iron Blood Aliens. That planet is also their hunting ground; they capture various powerful beasts for sport. There, I encountered an experimental subject who had escaped the Big Ben Research Institute and was subsequently captured by the Iron Blood Aliens! His original name was Tom; the Institute named him Experimental Subject Type E-7. The project experimenting on him was called the Ten Strongest Plan."

Upon hearing Fang Senyan's words, Prince Pombalu’s face instantly contorted in distress. He roared suddenly:

"Make him stop talking! This guy is spouting nonsense!"

However, an ominous feeling began to surface in the hearts of both Fu and Xiang. Xiang, characteristically volatile, swung his hand and knocked out all of Prince Pombalu's teeth, sending him flying seven or eight meters to collapse limply in the grass!

Fang Senyan looked at the two men before him with pity:

"Before he died, that Tom bizarrely asked me for one favor: to visit the Big Ben Research Institute. His request might not have been well-intentioned, and the man always gave me a profoundly unsettling feeling, as if I were fighting a living puppet. Back then, my combat rank was insufficient, but now, having reached Arbitrator and possessing Sensory Tentacles and the power of minute detail, I understand that feeling: the opponent lacked a soul, or their soul was fundamentally incomplete."

"And because Tom affected me so deeply, I even managed to collect a cellular sample from him. Space analysis suggests his constitution was particularly compatible with the cells of those Ten Strongest subjects. Therefore, he was actually cloned multiple times. This means that the memories of childhood and youth that Clone Tom possessed were entirely forcibly implanted or were mere instinctual memories within his cells. Yet, these fabricated memories fiercely supported his escape from that wretched institute. Heh heh, what irony."

Fu and Xiang were both trembling violently, their breathing erratic, their eyes bloodshot. Despite having guessed some truths, they stubbornly insisted:

"What does this nonsense you're speaking have to do with us?"

Fang Senyan narrowed his eyes slightly, sighing with pity:

"How unfortunate. The feeling I get facing you two is almost identical to the feeling I had facing Mr. Tom. My instinct tells me that you two and Mr. Tom are fundamentally the same type of person—pitiful clones with incomplete souls! The father you so deeply respect probably only ever viewed you as a toilet, toilet paper, or a stirring stick—mere tools! Hahahaha!!" (To be continued.) www.RT