My Talent's Name Is Generator Chapter 645: System Is Back

Ascending further into the firmament, I positioned myself at the precise zenith above the asteroid. The entirety of the base was spread out below me: the central tower, the flickering teleportation gates, the swarming abominations, and the drifting clouds of deathmist.

I triggered my Right to Insight, causing the world to transform instantly. My consciousness expanded outward and then surged downward, piercing the subterranean layers of the rock. Every detail sharpened with an uncanny clarity, as if the physical veil had been stripped away to reveal the blueprint of reality itself.

That was the moment I identified it. I found the true origin of the deathmist.

The asteroid was not generating the mist internally. Instead, it was siphoning Essence from the void—slender threads of emerald energy being drawn into the stone like water absorbed by dry earth. This Essence surged directly into the tower, and from that structure, the same energy was expelled... but it had been fundamentally altered.

It flooded the underground as a dense deathmist before churning back to the surface to sustain the legion of abominations surrounding the fortress. The whole asteroid functioned like a macabre machine, inhaling life and exhaling pure corruption.

Narrowing my gaze, I forced my perception to go deeper. That was when I detected the barrier.

An imperceptible dome enveloped the entire asteroid. Initially, it appeared as nothing more than a faint glimmer, but my Right to Insight soon exposed thousands of drifting runes gliding along its interior surface.

Each rune emitted a soft pulse, sending a delicate ripple through the bubble. I followed the flow of these connections back to their source. They all converged at the tower.

Something buried deep within the structure was projecting this shield. I focused my intent, sharpening my vision until it pierced through layers of solid stone, corridors, and reinforced walls. The fortress interior seemed to melt away under my gaze, becoming completely transparent.

Finally, far beneath the tower at the asteroid's core, I saw it. A hollowed-out, perfectly circular chamber. At the center of this void hovered a rotating cube.

A world core. Or, more accurately, the remains of one.

However, this core did not radiate the glow of Origin Essence. It was saturated with dense, swirling deathmist. As the cube turned slowly, its surfaces revealed thick runes that shifted and crawled with every revolution.

Surrounding the core was another layer—a small, translucent sphere covered in pulsing runes. Every beat sent a ripple outward that synchronized perfectly with the vibrations on the asteroid’s outer barrier. They were in total harmony, systematically reinforcing one another.

The moment I laid eyes on that small bubble, the truth became evident. This corrupted world core was the engine powering the asteroid’s cloaking shield. I had found the source.

A stolen world core. I reached the conclusion instantly.

"A corrupted world core."

There was no other explanation.

Now that the location was confirmed, I didn't hesitate for a moment.

I flickered forward, the fabric of space bending to my will.

One second I was drifting above the asteroid; the next, I was standing within the hollowed core chamber.

I stood before the spinning cube, observing it with greater intensity. The corrupted world core throbbed at regular intervals, sending ripples into the runic bubble surrounding it. That bubble responded with its own pulse, which shot up through the tower and vibrated across the wide barrier like a rhythmic heartbeat.

It was perfect resonance—a closed cycle designed to keep this location hidden and severed from the outside world.

Once I grasped the rhythm, I raised my hand and channeled my major Law of Space. Essence began to swirl around my fingertips. With a sharp flick of my intent, I manifested a localized pocket dimension around the cube.

A thin film of distorted space wrapped around the object, sealing it within a separate fold of reality and severing its connection to the outer bubble.

For several seconds, the silence was absolute.

Then, a piercing pain lanced through the back of my skull, as if a needle had been driven into my brain. I gritted my teeth while white sparks erupted across my field of vision.

A system interface flickered into existence before me.

I let out a grin.

"So that was the obstacle."

Even so, the system could not establish a full link yet. The external bubble remained active, jamming the signal. I tapped into my Law of Resonance and emitted a specific frequency—a controlled, low-level vibration designed to counteract the bubble's ripple.

My pulse collided with the outer shield. The barrier shuddered violently before cracking and dissolving into nothingness. The instant it broke, the connection snapped back into place.

Three system notifications materialized immediately.

[Notification 1]

[You have discovered a hidden branch of the illegal Hollow Star dark organization.

All members of Hollow Star are subject to a universal Kill-On-Sight bounty for their atrocities against the Prime Universe.]

[Notification 2: Quest Assigned]

Objective 1: Investigate the base

Reward: 10 Merit Points

Objective 2: Capture the traitors

Reward: 20 Merit Points

Objective 3: Kill Abominations and Phantoms

Reward: 100 Merit Points

Objective 4: Destroy the base

Reward: 500 Merit Points

[Merit Points]: [A currency utilized by the System to quantify contributions to the war against the Eternals. These can be traded for Rank Evolution, Skill Evolution, Ability Evolution, Secrets, Treasures, Protection, and more.]

[Notification 3]

[Good luck, Executor.]

A faint smile touched my lips. The system was back online, and it had returned with a new feature.

The Merit Point system.

I had never encountered this before, nor had I seen any mention of it during my time in the lower ranks. But the concept appealed to me immediately. Earning currency by wiping out the enemies of the Prime Universe... that was the perfect incentive.

If I cleared every objective—which I fully intended to do—I would net 630 Merit Points. It seemed like a generous bounty for a task I was already going to perform.

With the mission parameters set and the path clear, I proceeded to the next phase. I raised my arm and pressed my palm against the rotating cube. Deathmist coiled around my hand, but I brushed it off, instead connecting to a power within me—something that had manifested when the Dawn Core evolved.

[Star of Origin (Dormant)]: A dormant celestial seed housed within the Dawn Core. It functions by storing and refining Origin Source harvested from external origins. It awakens as it consumes more Origin Source.

This was the ideal time to test my theory. Was a corrupted world core still fundamentally a world core? Could the Star of Origin still consume it? I suspected that Deathmist was simply another form of Origin source.

Taking a steady breath, I exerted my will. The dark, desolate sphere within my Dawn Core gave a sudden tremor. It was only a slight vibration, but it was proof enough that it had responded.