Chapter 1873: The Sixth-Generation Memorial Tablet

Jing Si's gaze fell once again on the densely packed red dots arranged in a pattern on the map.

"I see..." Jing Si muttered to himself. "But if even this is just a miniature model, how big would the actual Star-Breaking Crossbow be? Do we have enough time left?"

"The Craft-Dao masters from all major domains have already gathered in the Tian-Shu Domain. They will personally take the lead in building these sixty-six Star-Breaking Crossbows. With the support of massive manpower, we should have enough time."

"Of course... provided that all kinds of logistical resources can keep up."

The Duke of Star looked at Jing Si solemnly.

Only now did Jing Si realize how important the task he was about to take on really was—it would even directly affect whether humanity could survive the next Red Star return... Suddenly, the pressure on his shoulders felt immensely heavy.

"I understand." Jing Si took a deep breath.

"I guarantee the mission will be completed."

……

Ancient Theater Repository.

A figure in a theatrical robe stepped silently into the ancestral hall.

Chen Ling brushed his sleeves, and five memorial tablets drifted from his hands back onto the altar table in the hall. The dim candlelight reflected on the surfaces of the tablets—five "Nameless Actors," each with different brushwork and temperament.

"This battle in the Red Dust... thank you all." Chen Ling looked at the five tablets and murmured.

Without their help, even if Chen Ling could defeat the Mockery Calamity, he would never have been able to devour it so easily. But the power within these five tablets diminished with every use. The fourth and fifth were fine, but the first three were already somewhat dim, as if covered in a layer of dust.

Chen Ling picked up the tablets one by one, wiping them carefully, trying to brush away the faint dust covering them, but even so, the first three could not be restored.

At this rate, these tablets would likely become ordinary objects after only a few more uses.

The others were fine... but this first tablet was left behind by the first Nameless Actor, and it contained the power of the Heavenly God-Dao foundation. Once exhausted, it was almost impossible to replenish.

Without the Heavenly God-Dao foundation, restarting the world would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

In other words... reversing the era and restarting the world was not an infinite process. The opportunities left for humanity were at most two or three, and at the very least... perhaps only one.

Chen Ling carefully wiped every corner of the first Nameless Actor's tablet. Just then, he seemed to notice something, and his fingertips, rubbing the base of the tablet, paused slightly.

A flash of doubt crossed his eyes.

Chen Ling turned the first Nameless Actor's tablet upside down and carefully examined the base, only to discover that a line of tiny, gnat-like characters had been gently written on the base...

Perhaps because of the many restarts and the passage of time, the handwriting was blurred, but upon careful observation, it could still be vaguely identified:

【The method to solve the Red Star is above the Red Star?】

Chen Ling was startled.

Although the characters were blurred, the "?" at the end was exceptionally heavy, as if the first Nameless Actor had pondered for a long time after writing this sentence and then emphatically added the "?"... Even across the distance of several worlds, Chen Ling could feel the doubt the other had once held.

The method to solve the Red Star is above the Red Star... Could it be that the successive Nameless Actors ascended to the Red Star one after another because of this sentence?

Undoubtedly, for those chaotic eras where no hope could be seen, this sentence was simply too important.

With civilization regressing, order in chaos, and conditions dire, in the early worlds, humans could barely even survive until the second Red Star return. In that dark era where no direction could be seen, for the successive Nameless Actors, this sentence left by the first might have been their only clue, and humanity's only way out.

Therefore, even though they knew that ascending to the Red Star was extremely dangerous, they still followed one after another, attempting to find a way to resolve the Red Star...

But judging from the current situation, the successive Nameless Actors must have all failed.

Otherwise, the Red Star should not have appeared again.

Chen Ling placed the first Nameless Actor's tablet back on the altar and picked up the tablets of the other generations, checking them carefully. The bases were all clean, and no similar words were found.

"Above the Red Star... what exactly is there?" Chen Ling fell into deep thought.

Regardless, the current Sixth World already possessed the ability to confront the Red Star head-on. This was an opportunity they had fought hard to win... Chen Ling could not abandon all current preparations because of a single sentence and, like the other Nameless Actors, recklessly ascend to the Red Star to die.

Whether there was a solution above the Red Star or what that solution might be, as long as he used brute force to destroy it completely, everything would be over.

Chen Ling temporarily cast these chaotic thoughts to the back of his mind and took out a blank tablet from under the altar, identical to the ones on the table.

Chen Ling's fingertips rubbed the surface of this blank tablet, his gaze as deep as a winter lake.

Years ago, Chen Ling had begun preparing this tablet that belonged to him. He had let members of the Dusk Society enter the Craft-Dao Ancient Repository to retrieve this rare, special material, and then polished it bit by bit into the outline of a tablet...

This material was very special; although it looked thin and light, it could carry immense energy and would not degrade over time.

Now, with the decisive battle against the Red Star imminent, Chen Ling didn't know what the outcome would be... To be safe, he should leave behind his own tablet.

That way, even if something happened to him, he could leave a unique trump card for the next generation of Nameless Actors.

Chen Ling closed his eyes, and surging energy rippled through the ancestral hall. Scarlet Calamity power, like a swarm of pythons, crazily burrowed into the tablet, and a red sun that seemed capable of burning the void rose slowly above the wasteland...

Violent winds howled, and sandstorms danced wildly;

Chen Ling did not stint on his power at all, pouring it in continuously as if he wanted to burst the tablet.

Only when fine cracks began to appear on the surface of the tablet did Chen Ling stop.

The violent energy that had swept across the entire wasteland finally returned to calm. The massive red sun in the sky dissipated bit by bit, and a scorching, weary breath was exhaled from the lips of the Actor in the hall...

He dragged his heavy body, moving bit by bit toward the altar, his pace as slow as an old man who had been completely drained.

His pale knuckles gripped the tablet, which radiated a violent, world-ending aura, and the fingertips of his other hand lifted, leaving four graceful, elegant characters on the blank surface:

——【Nameless Actor】.

He slowly placed the tablet in the sixth position on the altar.

Compared to the first five tablets, this sixth one had the most violent and ferocious aura, yet the handwriting on it was the most gentle and graceful. Just standing there, it was hard for anyone to look away.

No matter the final outcome, this sixth tablet represented the sixth-generation Nameless Actor and the era he had personally restarted.

This might be the only thing, and the last thing, he left behind in this world.

Looking at this tablet, Chen Ling murmured to himself:

"It's time..."

"to decide on the candidate."