Chapter 94 Humanity Has No Emperor! Logic Battles Three-Body!_1

The Three-Body Civilization, which could take Earth to its grave at any moment, was a boulder hanging over Logic's heart, a million times heavier than Mount Tai.

Although they couldn't harm Logic.

But to witness the destruction of an Earth civilization, that was something Logic could never accept.

Until this moment.

The Ancient One showed Logic the sanctity of magic, as she manipulated the Time Gem, enabling him to see infinitely numerous Parallel Universes, showing him the Sun at the end of its life being destroyed.

"Every Earth has its own destiny..."

"Destruction is the final chapter of everything!"

"As an outstanding Sorcerer Supreme, you always have to learn something..."

The Ancient One was tutoring Logic, and she seemed to be very aware of what Logic was worrying about, "I see you seem to hesitate about certain things, but don't worry too much. Although I can't tell you the future, I can say another thing..."

"All your anxieties depend only on your strength!"

"If you are the Sorcerer Supreme."

"Everything will be calm!"

Time is an abyss.

When one knows the future, the future will no longer be the future, and it could turn out better or worse!

Logic listened carefully to The Ancient One's words. Although what she said sounded like nonsense, it was as if she was saying that all your troubles are because you're penniless; if you had money, you could solve all problems. But the key point is I don't have money! I don't have the strength!

However, this also awakened him.

Compared to incessantly seeking out technology, to find technology that could crush the Three-Body Civilization, perhaps there was another shortcut he could take.

The path of the Sorcerer Supreme.

If he was fast enough.

It would take at most five or six years!

And for the Trisolarans to reach Earth, it would likely take hundreds of years.

By that time.

When the grand Trisolaran Interstellar Fleet descended upon Earth, Logic's mouth twisted into a mischievous smile, "Bold Trisolarans! Do you think Humanity lacks a great emperor? Earth's Sorcerer Supreme Logic is here!"

A vast palm strike lashed out, turning all the fleets into dreamlike butterflies fluttering in the sky, probably leaving the Trisolarans dumbfounded on the spot.

You've got to be kidding me.

This isn't science!

Thinking of this scene, Logic's lips curled slightly, the heavy burden in his heart slightly alleviated, as he immediately thought of an even better method.

If the Trisolarans really wanted to face him head-on.

He could directly summon the Mahavairocana Tiga Buddha!

Have Tiga circle Earth at light speed, directly forming a Black Domain, or have him fly to the Trisolaris Star and use his head to ram the Trisolaran fleets. Could anything be harder than his skull?

Don't you understand the significance of Mahavairocana Tiga Buddha!

Logic's brows rose as he turned to The Ancient One and asked, "Venerable Ancient One, how exactly did I become the Sorcerer Supreme? Was it by my wisdom, or my effort, or my talent?"

Oh dear!

My cursed, restless wisdom!

The Ancient One pondered for a moment, her expression strange as she said, "It seems you've researched something akin to... Jarvis... or perhaps Zola... what you call artificial intelligence. It scanned my library clean overnight, and then you became the Sorcerer Supreme..."

She had a look of helplessness in her eyes.

She had collected magic information for so long and, after hundreds of years of research, could finally be called knowledgeable, wise, and adept in magic.

But she never expected humanity's technological progress to reach such a point where, in a single day, all her accumulated data could be absorbed, the principles of magic analyzed, recombined, and turned into something whimsically bizarre.

The Ancient One had seen the future several times, and those images were hard to bear. If it weren't for her good temperament, she definitely would have stomped her feet and cursed, "Who do you think you are? Daring to tamper with the wisdom of Emperor Vishanti!"

That Buddha, bigger than a star, do you call that magic?

Summoning a neutron star with the wave of a hand, do you call that magic?

Creating a black hole with a lift of your hand, do you call that magic?

With a flick of your wrist, you create planets, invent life, bring forth all things, do you call that magic?

Every time she witnessed such scenes, she felt a bit suffocated compared to the future Sorcerers Supreme who could casually use huge spells in battle, whereas she, a Sorcerer Supreme who relied on physical combat...

Really seemed quite rubbish...

I, The Ancient One, am willing to call you the greatest Sorcerer Supreme of all time!

Although, there were only two Sorcerers Supreme so far...

Comparing herself to other outlandish Sorcerers Supreme in parallel universes, The Ancient One felt she had picked a pretty decent successor. After another year or two of work, she could go on an eternal, all-expenses-paid vacation, no longer worrying about that weaselly Dormammu stealing her home.

Logic seemed to have an understanding—it was just as he had anticipated. After all, humanity's development had proved that a computer's computational power was much more frightening than that of humans.

Not to mention,

In the world of The Wandering Earth, there was the quantum computer—with a deductive speed and computational power so terrifyingly high.

Perhaps the quantum computer didn't have creative capabilities, but it could continuously attempt recombination, performing over one hundred thousand arrangements in a second. Even if only one was successful, the accumulation every minute and every second added up to something truly fearsome.

And it wasn't even necessary to memorize it.

Everything could be recorded by the Sci-ro System at any time, categorized upon request, and filed in a database, ready to be accessed whenever Logic needed it.

If those apprentices from the magic worlds could see a quantum computer,

They'd probably be in tears!

"I believe you've also seen the bright prospects of becoming the Sorcerer Supreme. As the future successor of the Sorcerer Supreme, I just so happen to have a matter that I need you to handle..."

Logic felt a void under his feet and began plummeting rapidly, but he soon stabilized and floated midair. When he looked up, the environment around him had changed.

He had been transported to another space.

The voice of The Ancient One came in fits and starts, "Well... as you put it... there's an exchange student who has come to Earth to study... you're responsible for welcoming him..."

An alien exchange student?

Logic felt this scenario seemed familiar, but he didn't have to think much longer because The Ancient One's magic was reliable—her portal had sent Logic straight to the target's location.

However, the spot was somewhat embarrassing.

Logic glanced around and realized he appeared to be in a bar where everyone with a glass in hand was staring incredulously at him and at a certain unfortunate person.

That unfortunate guy was the bearded brother, who was currently lying on the ground under Logic's feet, roaring loudly, "I, Thor! Son of Odin! Prince of Asgard! How dare you step on top of my head! I... uh... ah... ah..."

Thor's body convulsed, his eyes filled with disbelief, and under the electrical shock, his body was numbed.

Then, with a thud,

He fell to the ground.

For him, Thor, to be brought down by electricity!

Thor stubbornly reached out his hand, "This... this... this isn't legitimate electricity... I am Thor... uh... uh..."