In Dragon Ball: A brutal beating of Frieza at the start

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"Watch out!" Trunks' energy sword flashed between them, sparks flying. Bulma's voice came through the communicator: "The energy field has been rewritten! The physical rules here... are all dictated by the Omni-King System!"

Lin Ye's system interface overheated, and a blood-red warning suddenly popped up in his vision: [Mirror lifeform detected, danger level SSS]. He whirled around, meeting a pair of eyes exactly like his own—but those pupils didn't flow with binary code, but with pure dark matter.

"How does it feel to see your evolved version?" Mirror Lin Ye's voice seemed to overlap two different timelines. As he raised his hand, the system fragments within Lin Ye's body began to tremble violently. "You thought absorbing the dragon's data was enough? Take a look at this."

A stream of black data surged from Lin Ye's mirrored palm, condensing into a holographic screen in mid-air. The image it displayed froze Lin Ye's blood: countless versions of himself dying in different universes, ultimately turning into code and being devoured by a massive system core.

"This is the truth behind the 'Zeroing Plan.'" Mirror Lin Ye's fingertip touched the screen, and the dead "Lin Ye" figures suddenly opened their eyes. "What the Omni-King wants isn't destruction, but to turn all the 'abnormal entities' that might create vulnerabilities into fuel for system upgrades."

A sudden, loud clanging sound rang out.

Number 18's mechanical arm grazed Lin Ye's cheek before slamming into the mirror image of Lin Ye. "Stop trying to scare me!" Number 18's combat suit ripped open, revealing enhanced skeletons glowing blue beneath. "Come at me if you dare!"

Lin Ye chuckled softly, the data stream in his palm transforming into chains that bound Android 18. Just as Lin Ye was about to strike, the entire space suddenly twisted into a vortex, countless spatial rifts opening like the fangs of a giant python. He saw that Android 18's mechanical legs had already been swallowed by the rifts, yet her eyes remained unusually calm: "Remember to take good care of Krillin's daughter..."

"Let her go!" Lin Ye's roar shattered the surrounding data streams, and the system fragments went completely out of control. His body began to turn transparent, transforming into a shower of code that rushed towards his mirror image. However, just before contact, the code was bounced back, reforming into his own body—except for a growing black hole in his chest.

"Your system version is too low." Mirror Lin Ye raised his hand, and Lin Ye's feet began to sink into the data stream flowing into the ground. "Do you know why the Omni-King kept you alive? Because you are the perfect bait..."

The violent tremor interrupted him.

Jiren's fist tore through space, the energy ripples sending three Space Warriors flying. "This farce should end." Jiren's aura solidified, only to dissipate into specks of light as he approached the Omni-King's projection. "The rules... are they the ones making the decisions?"

"Vulnerability detected! Initiate cleanup procedure!" Xiao Wang suddenly screamed, and a golden laser shot out from the crystal ball. Lin Ye instinctively lunged at Ji Lian, the laser grazing his back and burning a bottomless crater in the ground. When he turned around, he saw that Number 18's last figure had been completely swallowed by the crack, leaving only half of his still-flickering mechanical arm.

"Lin Ye! To the left!" Bulma's warning made Lin Ye roll on the spot, a black beam of light slamming into the spot where he had just been standing. Mirror Lin Ye hovered in the air, his body swirling with dark matter, countless clones appearing with every step he took: "Want to save your friend? Then solve this puzzle—"

He raised his hand and summoned a holographic panel, on which a constantly changing system key pulsed: "Incorrect input, the entire Third Universe will be formatted. Correct input... Guess which universe the Omni-King will destroy first?"

Lin Ye's temples throbbed. The system fragments were frantically analyzing the key, but they were still missing the last digit. He glimpsed Trunks locked in combat with three Gods of Destruction in the distance, Beerus's destructive energy being absorbed by some kind of golden rune, and Jiren's attack had already caused a spatial tremor.

"Give up." Mirror Lin Ye's voice carried pity. "Your data structure dictates that you can't—"

Suddenly, a blue light flashed in Lin Ye's pupils.

He recalled the "biological evolution code" Bulma had discovered while analyzing the chip, and the collapsing galaxies within the Omni-King's crystal ball. The system fragment resonated at that moment; his hands moved uncontrollably towards the panel, inputting not numbers, but a sequence of self-evolving genes.

The entire arena fell silent instantly.

The holographic panel erupted with blinding white light, and all of Lin Ye's mirrored clones screamed simultaneously. Lin Ye's body began to disintegrate, but just before fading away, he heard Number 18's last voice echo in his mind: "Don't let our sacrifice... become a joke..."

The Omni-King's projection suddenly distorted, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the crystal ball. The cries of the Little King and the roars of the Great King mingled together: "Gap propagation! Activate Final Purge! Final Purge!"

Before his consciousness completely faded, Lin Ye saw Beerus break through the golden runes, Trunks' energy sword pierce the chest of his mirror image, and Jiren's fist was already approaching the Omni-King projection. The last thing he saw was Bulma's desperate cry: "Lin Ye! Your system is clashing with the Omni-King's core..."

In the instant darkness engulfed everything, Lin Ye finally understood the meaning of Mirror Lin Ye's final act of pity—?

He not only cracked the key, but also activated the ultimate virus hidden within the system fragments. And the host of this virus was himself.

Chapter 129: The Omni-King's Arena?

The blinding white light stung Lin Ye's eyes, and the shrill sound of metal scraping against metal filled his ears. When he finally saw his surroundings, cold sweat instantly soaked his back—the powerful beings of the twelve universes stood densely packed on the circular platform, beneath their feet a black abyss churning with data streams, and above them floated a projection of the Omni-King's innocent yet chilling smile.

"Welcome to the System Elimination Tournament!" The Great King clapped his hands, and galaxies within the crystal ball exploded one after another. "The losers will be marked as 'invalid data.'" The Little King tilted his head and added, "The winner... can make a wish that the Omni-King will grant!"

Beerus slammed his tail into the ground: "Nonsense! This isn't..." Before he could finish speaking, purple energy suddenly exploded beneath his feet. Lin Ye's pupils constricted as he saw Beerus's destructive energy being deflected by some invisible barrier, directly blasting towards Hit beside him.

"Watch out!" Trunks' energy sword flashed between them, sparks flying. Bulma's voice came through the communicator: "The energy field has been rewritten! The physical rules here... are all dictated by the Omni-King System!"

Lin Ye's system interface overheated, and a blood-red warning suddenly popped up in his vision: [Mirror lifeform detected, danger level SSS]. He whirled around, meeting a pair of eyes exactly like his own—but those pupils didn't flow with binary code, but with pure dark matter.

"How does it feel to see your evolved version?" Mirror Lin Ye's voice seemed to overlap two different timelines. As he raised his hand, the system fragments within Lin Ye's body began to tremble violently. "You thought absorbing the dragon's data was enough? Take a look at this."

A stream of black data surged from Lin Ye's mirrored palm, condensing into a holographic screen in mid-air. The image it displayed froze Lin Ye's blood: countless versions of himself dying in different universes, ultimately turning into code and being devoured by a massive system core.

"This is the truth behind the 'Zeroing Plan.'" Mirror Lin Ye's fingertip touched the screen, and the dead "Lin Ye" figures suddenly opened their eyes. "What the Omni-King wants isn't destruction, but to turn all the 'abnormal entities' that might create vulnerabilities into fuel for system upgrades."

A sudden, loud clanging sound rang out.

Number 18's mechanical arm grazed Lin Ye's cheek before slamming into the mirror image of Lin Ye. "Stop trying to scare me!" Number 18's combat suit ripped open, revealing enhanced skeletons glowing blue beneath. "Come at me if you dare!"

Lin Ye chuckled softly, the data stream in his palm transforming into chains that bound Android 18. Just as Lin Ye was about to strike, the entire space suddenly twisted into a vortex, countless spatial rifts opening like the fangs of a giant python. He saw that Android 18's mechanical legs had already been swallowed by the rifts, yet her eyes remained unusually calm: "Remember to take good care of Krillin's daughter..."

"Let her go!" Lin Ye's roar shattered the surrounding data streams, and the system fragments went completely out of control. His body began to turn transparent, transforming into a shower of code that rushed towards his mirror image. However, just before contact, the code was bounced back, reforming into his own body—except for a growing black hole in his chest.

"Your system version is too low." Mirror Lin Ye raised his hand, and Lin Ye's feet began to sink into the data stream flowing into the ground. "Do you know why the Omni-King kept you alive? Because you are the perfect bait..."

The violent tremor interrupted him.

Jiren's fist tore through space, the energy ripples sending three Space Warriors flying. "This farce should end." Jiren's aura solidified, only to dissipate into specks of light as he approached the Omni-King's projection. "The rules... are they the ones making the decisions?"

"Vulnerability detected! Initiate cleanup procedure!" Xiao Wang suddenly screamed, and a golden laser shot out from the crystal ball. Lin Ye instinctively lunged at Ji Lian, the laser grazing his back and burning a bottomless crater in the ground. When he turned around, he saw that Number 18's last figure had been completely swallowed by the crack, leaving only half of the still-flickering mechanical arm.

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"Lin Ye! To the left!" Bulma's warning made Lin Ye roll on the spot, a black beam of light slamming into the spot where he had just been standing. Mirror Lin Ye hovered in the air, his body swirling with dark matter, countless clones appearing with every step he took: "Want to save your friend? Then solve this puzzle—"

He raised his hand and summoned a holographic panel, on which a constantly changing system key pulsed: "Incorrect input, the entire Third Universe will be formatted. Correct input... Guess which universe the Omni-King will destroy first?"

Lin Ye's temples throbbed. The system fragments were frantically analyzing the key, but they were still missing the last digit. He glimpsed Trunks locked in combat with three Gods of Destruction in the distance, Beerus's destructive energy being absorbed by some kind of golden rune, and Jiren's attack had already caused a spatial tremor.

"Give up." Mirror Lin Ye's voice carried pity. "Your data structure dictates that you can't—"

Suddenly, a blue light flashed in Lin Ye's pupils.

He recalled the "biological evolution code" Bulma had discovered while analyzing the chip, and the collapsing galaxies within the Omni-King's crystal ball. The system fragment resonated at that moment; his hands moved uncontrollably towards the panel, inputting not numbers, but a sequence of self-evolving genes.

The entire arena fell silent instantly.

The holographic panel erupted with blinding white light, and all of Lin Ye's mirrored clones screamed simultaneously. Lin Ye's body began to disintegrate, but just before fading away, he heard Number 18's last voice echo in his mind: "Don't let our sacrifice... become a joke..."

The Omni-King's projection suddenly distorted, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the crystal ball. The cries of the Little King and the roars of the Great King mingled together: "Gap propagation! Activate Final Purge! Final Purge!"

Before his consciousness completely faded, Lin Ye saw Beerus break through the golden runes, Trunks' energy sword pierce the chest of his mirror image, and Jiren's fist was already approaching the Omni-King projection. The last thing he saw was Bulma's desperate cry: "Lin Ye! Your system is clashing with the Omni-King's core..."

In the instant darkness engulfed everything, Lin Ye finally understood the meaning of Mirror Lin Ye's final act of pity—?

He not only cracked the key, but also activated the ultimate virus hidden within the system fragments. And the host of this virus was himself.

Chapter 131: The Cage of Time?

Lin Ye's back slammed heavily against the wall filled with data streams. The blood gushing from his throat was swallowed by an eerie purple light before it even hit the ground. He watched helplessly as Trunks' energy sword pierced through his chest, and the next second, a blinding white light suddenly shone brightly.

When consciousness returned, the clanging of metal and the roar of energy explosions were still deafening. Lin Ye abruptly opened his eyes and found himself standing unharmed in the center of the arena. In the distance, Trunks was wielding his energy sword, slashing at an enemy, whose wounds—clearly inflicted by Lin Ye himself ten seconds earlier—were clearly visible.

"Welcome to the Infinite Reincarnation Mode!" Xiao Wang's voice came from all directions, tinged with childlike mockery. "Every death is a new beginning~"

"This is a time loop!" Bulma's exclamation blared from the communicator, her voice crackling with static. "Your movement patterns are being forcibly reset; each death will return you to the initial state!"

Lin Ye clenched his fist, a burning pain shooting through the system interface. Error messages kept popping up in his vision: [Time Anchor Point Locked] [Data Rollback in Progress]. He staggered towards Trunks, only to find the other's eyes filled with wariness.

"Don't come any closer!" Trunks held his energy sword horizontally in front of his chest, his mechanical eye flashing red. "You've died seven times, and every time you resurrect, you attack me!"

Lin Ye stood frozen in place, memories flooding back like a tide. In previous cycles, he had indeed been controlled by some force, unleashing a fatal blow against Trunks. But this time, he clearly remembered his own consciousness—and, in the last cycle, the strange symbol he had seen behind Trunks.

"Trunks, trust me!" Lin Ye pulled open his collar, revealing a glowing system interface. "My system fragment can parse time codes, but it requires your time machine to establish a data channel!"

Trunks' sword tip trembled slightly: "What proof do you have that you're not an illusion created by the system?"

"Because of the mark on your back!" Lin Ye pointed to Trunks' back, where a golden rune was slowly rotating. "This rune changes every cycle. Last time, it rotated counter-clockwise, but now—" he paused, "it's clockwise."

Trunks' pupils contracted sharply, and he reached behind him. Just then, the ground suddenly cracked open, and countless black chains burst forth, binding their ankles. Lin Ye looked up and saw his mirror image, Lin Ye, suspended in the air, surrounded by dark matter, a mocking smile playing on its lips.

"Trying to break the time loop? Naïve." Mirror Lin Ye snapped his fingers, and Lin Ye's system interface instantly exploded. "This cage is the core module of the Omni-King system, unless..." He deliberately dragged out the last syllable, "unless you sacrifice your own system core and use a vulnerability to defy the rules."

"No!" Bulma's scream nearly shattered the communicator. "Lin Ye, once your system core is destroyed, your entire being will be digitized!"

Lin Ye, however, stared at the faint data stream appearing behind the mirrored Lin Ye—a sign of spacetime distortion. He recalled how, during the previous loop, Trunks' time machine caused brief time fluctuations each time it activated. If he could exploit this...?

"Trunks, prepare to activate the time machine!" Lin Ye gritted his teeth, the system fragments churning wildly within him. "Bulma, calculate the resonance frequency between the time machine and the system core! We must tear open a data rift the instant time resets!"

"You're insane!" Trunks's mechanical arm emitted an overload alarm. "The energy generated by the resonance will tear us all apart!"

"But we can break the cycle!" Lin Ye's body began to turn transparent, the light from the system's core piercing through his skin. "Remember Number 18? If we don't take this gamble, everyone will be trapped here forever!"

Mirror Lin Ye suddenly burst into laughter, the sound distorting space: "Foolish ants, did you think the Omni-King would give you a chance? Time reset—"

The countdown exploded in Lin Ye's vision: 10, 9, 8...?

"Activate!" Lin Ye and Trunks shouted simultaneously. The blue light of the time machine collided with the golden light of the system core, causing the entire arena to tremble violently. Lin Ye felt his consciousness being torn apart, every cell enduring the impact of the spacetime turbulence.

"Frequency matching 73%!" Bulma's voice trembled with tears. "If this continues, your bodies will turn into a quantum state!"

Just as the countdown reached zero, Lin Ye saw a crack appear in the expression of his mirror image. A silver rift tore open between them, and from within came the furious roar of the Omni-King. Lin Ye used his last ounce of strength to channel the system core into a data stream and inject it into the rift.

"Remember, this is just the beginning..." Mirror Lin Ye's figure gradually blurred within the crack. "The true God of the System... is awakening..."

The white light enveloped everything once more. When Lin Ye opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in Trunks' arms, surrounded by complete silence. The time machine was emitting wisps of smoke, and on the distant wall, the golden rune... had vanished.

"It worked?" Trunks' voice was filled with disbelief.

Lin Ye wanted to answer, but found his palm turning transparent. A system notification sounded in his mind: [System core damage rate 98%] [Remaining time: 17 hours]

“Not yet…” Lin Ye coughed, blue data streaming from the corner of his mouth, “We’ve only opened the door, and behind the door…” his voice trailed off, “is something far more terrifying…”

Bulma's exclamation came through the communicator: "Unknown fluctuations detected in the Omni-King System! Something is emerging from the crack..."

Before he could finish speaking, the entire space trembled violently once more. The last thing Lin Ye saw was Trunks' terrified gaze, and a gigantic arm covered in golden runes slowly emerging from the crack.

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Chapter 132: The Labyrinth of Memories?

As Lin Ye's consciousness faded into darkness, the ear-piercing sound of gears meshing filled his ears. He abruptly opened his eyes to find himself in an endless corridor, the walls made of layers upon layers of yellowed medical records, the smell of disinfectant mixed with the metallic odor assaulting his nostrils. A stinging pain in his wrist made him look down; fine blue lines were appearing on his skin, like data flowing beneath his veins.

"Welcome to the memory calibration procedure." A mechanical voice assaulted Lin Ye's senses from all sides, making his temples throb. He knew that voice all too well—it was the seventh-generation core of the system's AI, but now it felt like ice shards were being poured into his brain.

"Let me out!" Lin Ye pounded on the wall, medical records fluttering down to reveal dark red handprints underneath. His fingertips touched the cold metal, and he noticed an electronic screen in the corner, the flashing number "32%" glaringly obvious.

"Your biometrics are being digitized." A scanned copy of her mother's critical illness notice suddenly appeared on the electronic screen, the words "Late-stage liver cancer" in the diagnosis section enlarging rapidly. "Memory recall complete, or complete disappearance."

Cold sweat trickled down his spine and into his collar. Lin Ye stumbled back two steps, knocking over the metal trolley. Memories flooded back: the piercing alarm of the monitor, the sighs and shakes of the doctors in white coats, his mother's withered hand clutching his clothes, saying, "Don't be afraid"... He abruptly covered his ears, his nails digging deep into his palms.

“Running away won’t solve anything.” The corridor suddenly twisted, and countless doors appeared on both sides, each bearing a photograph of his mother from different periods of her life. Behind the farthest door came a persistent cough. Lin Ye stared at the blue lines spreading across the back of his hand, gritted his teeth, and pushed open the nearest door.

In the blinding white light, the smell of disinfectant grew even stronger. Sixteen-year-old himself stood guard outside the ICU, his school uniform wrinkled and stained with ink—he was supposed to be participating in a math competition that day. "Mr. Lin, the patient's condition has worsened," the nurse's voice came from behind, exactly as he remembered.

"This time you can change the ending." The system AI's voice suddenly appeared in his ear. Lin Ye turned around and saw a virtual figure wearing a silver mask floating in the air. A crack appeared in the mask, revealing eyes that were identical to his own.

"You don't understand at all!" Lin Ye swung his fist at the virtual avatar, but the fist passed through the phantom and slammed into the wall, sending up a few specks of dust. "The hospital said there was no matching liver. What could I do?"

The crack in the virtual mask widened, seeping out streams of black data: "Really not? That unsent text message on your phone—'With my liver, I'm eighteen.'"