Chapter 784 Handover

The roar that echoed in the depths of consciousness gradually dissipated, and the scene in front of him stabilized again. It was as if the fuzzy sound through the curtain became clear again. Gemona's soft voice was like a breeze blowing across the water: "...the usurper of fire, What does the world look like in your eyes?"

"The world in my eyes..." Duncan repeated these words softly, thinking and recalling subconsciously. His eyes looked past the phantom-like girl standing quietly in front of him, and past the huge Queen Leviathan. The remains of the fish crossed the pool - in a trance, a fish jumped out of the water, jumped into his mind, and lingered in his consciousness.

He blinked and focused his eyes on the "Girl of the Sea of ​​Tranquility" again. After a moment of silence, he said: "The world in my eyes... is often different from that of ordinary people in this world. Some things have changed in my perception. Then it also changed in the eyes of others. Pilot One thought it was the power of the observer, but I could vaguely feel that... the situation was not that simple. "

"So, Pilot Two's judgment is correct," the girl's illusion seemed to smile, "You, or the civilization behind you... they have already come into contact with that 'answer'."

"...So, if we start from the most basic level of all things, 'information', we have a chance to preserve everything in the shelter while 'complete' the end of the world?"

"If 'information' is really the essence of all things, and we have mastered the method of reshaping the world from this level, then in theory we can do everything," Gemona said softly, "Really 'everything' ', all possibilities, all impossibilities, those that were born, those that were not born, those that were annihilated, and those that survived annihilation... As long as 'information' can express them, then they can be expressed in any way Way to achieve it...even if all things are 'born' after 'destruction'..."

The girl's vision suddenly stopped, as if she suddenly fell into thinking. After a while, she gently shook her head: "That is already an area that I cannot understand."

"...Frankly speaking, that seems to be the part that I can't understand," Duncan thought for a moment and said frankly, "At least it's the part that I can't understand yet."

Gemona seemed to frown. Her phantom face was blurry, but her emotions were as rich as human beings: "I remember you said that you have a 'complete order' there. What exactly is it?"

There was silence in the temple for a while. Duncan thought very seriously. While sorting out his words and sorting out the currently known information, he sorted out his current understanding of himself and his "status" at the moment. After a while, he finally Breaking the silence: "That was a 0.002-second slice of the universe - a civilization that had reached the pinnacle of order, when it realized that the Great Annihilation was inevitable, it 'cut' its own world and intercepted an uninhibited section from the entire timeline. A 'sample' of the impact of the Great Annihilation, and encapsulating this sample...

“This specimen is me—the ‘essence’ within my current body.

"According to my understanding, this 0.002 second slice of the universe should be the necessary condition for creating a new world... just like a seed, a 'startup parameter', a copy..."

He was a little stuck when he said this, but Gemona's voice immediately sounded: "A 'blueprint' that has not been contaminated at all, and is 'self-consistent' and 'complete' at the same time!"

Duncan's eyes lit up slightly: "Yes, that's what it means."

"Yes, it's this...this is it!" Gemona's vision suddenly trembled, as if it was unstable due to excitement. From just now to now, this is the first time that she has expressed excitement in her tone, " This is what Pilot 2 has been looking for...a pure and complete blueprint! Neither we nor the civilization behind us have been able to reach this point, so we cannot build a complete 'model' of the entire world, so we only It is possible to build an infinite sea with a limited lifespan, but if there is a complete blueprint..."

The fine sand in the hourglass suddenly began to flow quickly. The gentle rustling sound made Gemona calm down instantly. She immediately controlled herself and restrained her overly active emotions to save her precious "vital energy".

"If we have a complete blueprint, we may really have a chance to reshape a real world," she said trying to calmly, "We have failed several times in 'creation', and the fundamental reason is because we don't know What a complete cosmic order should look like - if 'information' is regarded as the cornerstone of all things, then the order in the universe is the 'formula' that allows all information to operate in a self-consistent manner. Summarizing this formula is beyond our ability. But you have this formula in your hands..."

"But I only have the formula," Duncan had to interrupt the other party, "Remember what I said before? I need raw materials, a lot of raw materials - you can't grow a towering tree with just one seed. Blueprints can’t build a house, I still need soil and bricks.”

"Yes." Gemona's voice came directly into his mind, calm and firm.

Duncan's expression changed slightly, and for a moment, he seemed to have thought of something.

"...Is it enough to detonate us?" Gemona's tone suddenly became less firm. She asked cautiously, with a hint of hope and uneasiness in her voice - as if she was afraid that it would not be enough.

"...Are you serious?" Duncan's expression changed, and his tone was a little complicated.

“…As the ‘inertia’ of the world, we carry a lot of ‘intelligence’ from the old world. Navigator No. 2 said that the ‘intelligence’ is ‘information’ – although it has not yet completed the research of its creators, it has more or less touched that threshold,” Ge Mona said seriously, “According to its judgment, the ‘information’ we carry should actually be far beyond our understanding and control – the total amount is many times greater than the entire Infinite Ocean, but we lack the ability to control information, so this huge amount of ‘basic information’ can only be wasted, a small part of which becomes the raw material for building shelters, and most of it is wasted. Slowly rot with us...

"But you are different, Fire Usurper, your civilization has reached this height, you have this ability - I think you can properly and efficiently detonate us, even if we are just the remnants of the old world, but if all the 'remnants' of the entire 'outer barrier' are melted together, maybe it will be enough to complete it once..."

She paused, because the quicksand in the hourglass accelerated the flow again.

After two or three seconds of silence, she continued softly: "The thing that Salmir failed to do at that time..."

Salmir, that is the name of the king of the pale giants - he once tried to reshape the stars, but the stars collapsed in the long night and turned into Part of the subspace.

Duncan did not speak, but from his expression, he was obviously unwilling to accept the "plan" of Queen Leviathan.

Emotionally, he instinctively resisted this suggestion, and rationally, he also felt that this plan was not appropriate - "detonating" the "wreckage" of the four gods and all other ancient gods, would the information explosion obtained in exchange be enough to fill a "creation blueprint"?

Although it was a bit sharp to say this, he instinctively felt that these "gods", including Gemona... the "amount of information" they carried was really not enough compared to a complete universe.

They were just tiny "gods" - the ships on a spaceship. The host, a historian on a planet, a queen of sea beasts who can only protect an ocean, or a primitive god in charge of death and sacrifice, the knowledge and memory of the old world they carry are not enough to depict the stars.

But he couldn't say it, Queen Leviathan looked at him expectantly by the pool, this "little god"... really thought that by detonating himself, he could add a few stars to the new world.

So after a long silence, he just nodded gently.

"I'm not sure now, this seems to be an unsafe plan - maybe we should think of other ways, at least... there should be some time."

"... We don't have much time," Ge Mona thought for a while and said, "If there is a better way, it would be a good thing, but if everything is too late... we are always here waiting for your answer. "

The sand in the hourglass flowed a little more, and now there is not much left.

"It seems that it is almost time to say goodbye," behind the girl's illusion, the pale giant limb slowly sank to the edge of the pool, "Bartok said that the vitality in the hourglass is enough for you and I to complete the necessary conversation-it seems that we should talk about it here."

Duncan looked down at the little remaining sand in the hourglass. He knew that he should retain some "vitality"-when the final moment came, he would come back here to tell Gemona the final "answer."

"Do you have anything else to tell me before leaving?" Duncan asked.

Gemona did not speak, and the woman who had been standing aside and wearing a white clergy-style robe came forward and handed him something.

Duncan's eyes froze instantly-it was a brass key.

The brass key used to wind up the puppet!

"What is this? "In astonishment, he couldn't help but ask.

"The route, the 'route' leading to the nodes of the entire outer barrier," Ge Mona said gently, "Navigator No. 2 said that it can only be handed over to you when you come here, and it will show its due posture in front of you-then, you will naturally know how to use it. "

It will show its due posture...

Duncan repeated this sentence in his heart, and then took the brass key with some incredible emotions.

It feels cold and heavy, and its handle is different from the "infinity" symbol of the other key-its handle structure is a ring with complex patterns, and there is an arrow running through the entire ring.

"I hope it can come in handy." Ge Mona said with a smile.

Duncan took a long breath and put the key close to his body: "...Of course, this is very useful."

Ge Mona's illusion nodded slightly: "Then, that's all. "