"Mo, asker, can you only listen to the echo?"
"All questions have answers."
“Can the process of increasing entropy in the universe be reversed?”
…
"Missing data, no comment."
The possible universe is like a gloomy wasteland city. Each galaxy is like a prison, divided into different cells and holding different prisoners.
The warden left here, and after the jailer transferred the prisoners, Mo followed the instructions and continued to expand the size of the city and repair the loopholes on his own.
In the areas that have not yet been cleaned, mold and moss have grown in the corners due to tens of trillions of years of evolution.
These savage beasts dress up and paint incense, claiming to be the masters of planet-scale civilization.
The most basic laws of physics change every 26 million times, triggering mass extinction events.
[Life is like a useless episode in a drama, destroying the sacred lifeless tranquility]
Reading the text on the warning monument, the thinker began today's cleaning journey.
"Singer, there is too much noise in the fringe area, is there a rat plague?"
The first-level judge of the temple is sitting at attention. He is the rotating leader of the clock seat.
"That's the group of elemental beings."
"How long has Pastor Yuya been missing?"
"The mission is progressing smoothly. There are still 100,000 seconds before an abnormality is reported." The artist flipped through the book in his hand.
The Thinker is here, and he comes to receive the token and the disinfecting tools.
“That abandoned courtyard was overgrown with weeds and had a lot of bad taste in it.”
blessed the artist.
"The devil just gave me a Christmas gift. These plutonium-186 are the deposit." The observer, or sweeper, behaved very patiently.
Just as the exchange here was about to end, the three leaders suddenly felt uncomfortable in their hearts.
This is……
Long jump? !
Long jumps, star gates, wormholes, and time and space jumps are all very common physical movement methods. The two thousand six hundred years have not yet passed halfway, so there is no need to make adjustments.
However, any time and space teleportation has other uses, and Changjiote is the most accident-prone among them.
Enter it and you will either enter your destination or enter the abyss!
As ten-dimensional beings, they know exactly what this means.
Eternal kingdom!
Of course, the next moment something even more shocking happened to them.
"Buzz——"
"Buzz!"
The idol has awakened!
The Supreme One seemed to be resurrected, with ripples spreading out in circles, and two words emerged:
Prajna.
It is the person Gaia civilization wants to ask for help, the god!
"professor!"
Feeling the pressure of the descendants, the three leaders were respectful.
Eleventh dimension, Gods!
"The contact with the elemental priests will be maintained by me alone."
Taking the lead, the Great Supreme sets the tone.
"Understood." The sweeper nodded. He was no longer as calm and indifferent as before, and his mood was so intense that he was boiling.
What the Supreme means is that even if the universe is restarted, they can still remain unchanged!
Even if they are the ultimate masters, they will still be shocked when facing such an existence that cannot be bound by time and space!
Ten dimensions, its definition covers a wider scope in civilization than even the category of power practitioners in the level of abilities.
In the eyes of the three leaders, a great emperor of elemental life could not attract their attention.
After all, there are a lot of emperors in the temple, and at least one emperor will be born in any small universe. No nine-dimensional civilization will be afraid of the emperor.
How many possible universes are there?
There are as many universes as there are possibilities!
As the rotating director of Zhigan Universe, the level of the first-level judge is seventeenth level, little master!
And he is still a small master at the critical point level, only one step away from the stable period!
Of course, he is also a ten-dimensional life, because the ten dimensions cover more than just that!
Even the great master is still ten-dimensional!
The eleventh dimension, the evergreen realm, is called the supreme!
Level 25!
Prajna Supreme is the supreme of this small universe!
"Mo. Question."
A dark red figure descends on this galaxy. It is empty, but it fills all the gaps. It does not exist, but it is everywhere.
The dark meteors turned into a majestic heavy rain around him, and the symmetry of the universe was undergoing a test:
Its existence does not belong here.
But it won’t be long before everything gets too quiet.
Ubiquitous models appear:
"The touch of Mang. Please ask questions."
Its voice is calm, and the listener touches it with his body and savors the wonderful sound of it echoing in his mind.
mold!
Its administrative level is even lower than that of Prajna Supreme!
Only it can truly understand the reason why the possible universe exists:
Different prisons imprison different criminals, and the possible universe is not even a prison, it is just an inconspicuous stone used to block a door.
And the location of this stone is because of the whale hanging upside down in the sea!
The model that appears now is a clone, but it is also the brain of this small universe, this wasteland city.
"Comparison of prisoner lists, screening for omissions."
The six-eyed warden looked cold and a little angry.
Chang Tiao's prison range is extremely special and does not fall within the authority of its "warden". Once something goes wrong, it will be buried with it!
"Warning: Key personnel are missing, please take action immediately."
The water is flowing, and things are heading towards the worst-case scenario.
The warden didn't say anything, just minding his own business:
"Let the butterfly open its eyes."
From winter to spring, one second before the arrival of heat death, it saw the artwork left by the singer:
a rose.
The Rose Nebula is so bright that it exists surrounded by the abyss. The warden approaches it step by step, feeling sad.
The model moved, and the light curtain projected eleven dimensions from the subspace. Its existence represented God and all living beings.
Once, it said that if there was light, the heat-dead universe would return to the singularity, brewing that violent rhythm. Now, it seems to be taking back that gift.
The model is the creator and the created thing. It is the highest possible universe, but it is also born out of powder and dust by the creator.
Now, the temple once again shows its ruthlessness.
The universe of possibilities has long been exhausted!
This is its territory. Even Changjiote will be pulled back from eternity by following the clues!
Then, it used its computing power to finally find the traces of its prey!
"We meet here again..."
"Did you do what you promised me last time?"
"It seems that this time, you can no longer think for me."
"Your silence makes me so sad, my friend. It seems you don't want to meet me."
"Am I scary? Last time... we shook hands together."
The frivolous and cheerful voice made Yuzai open his tired eyes.
But those empty eyes seemed to have been drained of their souls.
