Him and their stars.

Chapter 2208 She really is pregnant, but I'm not going to take responsibility.
It was a virtual timeline, just a large-scale virtual reality game; some highly mysterious elements couldn't even be simulated. How can you take something like that so seriously?

Although Yu Lian really wanted to explain it this way, considering the so-called "higher dimension" setting, he felt he had no way to defend himself.

To put it dialectically, most of the information I obtained on that virtual timeline was real, so how can it be considered virtual?

Philosophically speaking, since one has gained something, it must exist, so there is no question of whether it is real or fake.

Realistically speaking, who can guarantee that the Void Crown isn't hiding in a higher dimension, observing all these stories from the sidelines?
It might have even been following the whole process of him and Brin having children.

The thought sent a chill down Yu Lian's spine. He stared directly at the ruby ​​that existed in a higher dimension. Beyond that translucent crystal, he could still see an endless universe, but without emotion.

It is neither sad nor happy, neither good nor evil, and acts according to instinct.

Yu Lian sighed softly. He was relieved that it truly felt neither joy nor sorrow, but what he feared most was its lack of kindness or evil.

He recalled Ancalagan's earlier words and immediately fell into thought: "So, what about Brin...?"

Little Grey corrected, "I already said it's an artificial idiot. It has a high level of mysticism and authority, but it's still an idiot. Its operating mechanism is passive, deeply bound to the bloodline of the Dawn Royal Family and the vision of the Tirelo people. It focuses on the possibility of the outcome, rather than the specific process. Therefore, it's quite reasonable to observe multiple key variables at the same time."

Yu Lian finally understood.

The individual is, of course, the key variable, because the Void Crown may have seen itself creating a golden age in a virtual timeline. Although it is a virtual timeline, it makes no difference to the artificial intelligence.

Brunhilde is certainly a key variable as well. She remains the most talented member of the Dawn Royal Family. She has also proven herself in the virtual timeline.

Furthermore, although it's a bit hellish, in terms of the Void Crown's mechanics, having teamed up with Brunhilde to take down the Emperor might be more in line with its principles.

Since this treasure from the Lingfei School is lurking in the higher dimensions, observing from the shadows, it doesn't matter if it has a clone. Of course, it can follow me like a shadow, remaining in the capital as I drift from the capital to the other side of the galaxy, always maintaining its "attention" to Brunhilde.

Yu Lian was a little worried and a little curious. If Brin could see the Void Crown's prying eyes, would she be shocked? Would she accept the fate of the previous emperors, or would she take a more decisive approach?
In her previous life, did the wise and powerful Queen Brunhilde accept the existence of the Void Crown?
Xiao Hui glanced at Yu Lian, who was deep in thought: "However, although this is an artificial intelligence of the Forbidden Matters school, and it does not have emotional preferences, it is a single-threaded thing due to its limited computing power. It only determines its observation intensity based on the entanglement of causality and the ripples of the world line. You should know that in order to fulfill its wish-granting mechanism, it also has sociological observation needs."

Okay, so because you're so knowledgeable about the occult, your observational skills are limited, making you a one-dimensional artificial idiot, right? An artificial idiot who even contemplates causality and world lines, huh? Would you like to listen to what you're saying again?
"Currently, it's paying more attention to you than to other targets. If the Queen's side only had a hidden camera, then your side is definitely a prime target."

What a perfect metaphor. But Yu Lian was still very curious.

Given Pudding's restless and turbulent nature, her position, and the resources she controls, the "causal entanglements" and "worldline ripples" she causes can only be far more dramatic than her own.

It can't be because what I did was more spectacular than what she did on our respective virtual timelines, can it?
Yes, in the timeline of this co-ruling emperor, he was almost leading the Empire to completely crush the Alliance and unify the entire galaxy.

Little Grey revealed a mischievous smile, and the information he provided was calm and natural: "Based on my comprehensive analysis of the life energy field, the spectrum of psionic fluctuations, and the ancient physiological models associated with them, His Highness Brunhilde is in a special state."

Yu Lian felt a brief blank in his mind, and could only manage a strained and dry smile: "You...would you like to explain it a little more clearly?"

"This involves the Empire's 'Primarchy Project' and the use of the Life Vessel. In short, 160 standard hours ago, Princess Brunhilde exhibited characteristic energy and biological information structure changes consistent with the 'early gestation' stage of carbon-based mammalian intelligence. This state itself triggers a profound introspection and reconstruction of the individual's life field and higher-dimensional spiritual levels, producing a natural stabilizing effect on the 'observation' and 'disturbance' of the Wish-Granting Machine. Simply put—"

She seemed to pause for half a second deliberately, observing Yu Lian's reaction.

The latter, however, was already showing signs of shock, even fear, but still refused to give up and said, "You could explain it more clearly."

Little Grey said irritably, "So you're pregnant. Is it that hard to admit reality? I'm telling you... if you keep going like this, you might get burned alive."

Yu Lian immediately regained his focus, took a deep breath—though he didn't need to breathe in a vacuum—and then shouted in a clear and forceful voice, "This is not scientific!"

His attitude was like a vow: "I swear to the spirit of the universe, I really didn't do anything to offend... well, at least not anything particularly offending to Fifi."

"So you mean there's a basic level of 'I'm sorry'?" Little Gray asked.

Yu Lian was speechless. Of course, that's not the point. The point is Xiao Hui's subsequent explanation.

"First, your understanding of science is incomplete. Even I, your older sister, can't claim to understand it, let alone a mere uncivilized psychic barbarian like you?"

What she said makes a lot of sense. Besides, considering that I've evolved from a carbon-based monkey to a psionic barbarian, I'm actually quite pleased with myself.

"Secondly, even if it's unscientific, it's still quite mystical. Think about where you are? Think about what plan you just ruined? And who is Fei Fei?"

Yu Lian immediately realized: "It's related to the Primarch Project again?" Yes, he had only killed Emperor Elithel, but the research data, the culture dishes, and the Noble Phantasm were still there. The mysterious sarcophagus had only temporarily stopped operating, not been destroyed, and there was a possibility of restarting it. Therefore, no one could guarantee that the Galactic Empire wouldn't continue with this project.

Little Gray spreads his hands: "Life is so wonderful. There are many ways to conceive."

"But how exactly did they do it?"

Little Grey continued to shrug: "You'll have to figure that out yourself. You gave yourself two weeks off in the capital, that's not a short time at all. Carefully examining all the details is a form of self-cultivation!"

"In short, she's pregnant. The artificial intelligence will naturally make its own judgment. Perhaps the child hatched by the little queen will better represent the future of the Galactic Empire? Even if it's just for the sake of natural conception and childbirth, and for a future full of variables, the Void Crown will enter a low-carbon, environmentally friendly standby observation state."

Despite saying that, Yu Lian still felt somewhat dazed.

The heat of the stars, the rhythm of the rainbow dragon, and the spying of the high-dimensional artificial intelligence were all distorted into vague babbling by the information brought by Xiao Hui.

He was in a vacuum, experiencing the feat of physically traversing the galaxy, but he felt that everything around him was filled with a surreal sense of incongruity and unreality.

No, it's not the world that's illusory, but ourselves. It's not the universe that's out of place, but our own spirit.

Yu Lian forced himself to calm down.

Countless enchanting images flashed through her mind—their lively conversation, her feigned languid girlishness, and the countless beautiful dreams she had in her sleep.

He still couldn't find any special clues, but he had already come to believe it.

Yu Lian said helplessly, "You should have told me a long time ago."

"Now I'm telling you, will you carry out the original plan?"

“…Um, this, that…” Yu Lian hesitated for a moment, but still said solemnly, “I think it will still happen. In this context, I’m not playing the role of that poor little carpenter, so of course I can be unaware and not take responsibility.”

"As expected of you." Little Grey gave a thumbs up.

"But thinking about it, I took at least a terabyte of shipbuilding data from the capital, so I'm willing to pay her back a few hundred million. Anyway, there's only one chance that can work out."

"You're such a refreshingly scummy person, it's exactly how I perceive you." Little Grey continued, giving a thumbs up and adding a middle finger as well.

"Compared to the continuation of genetic material that is far away, the demands of the Void Crown are much more concerning!"

"Yes, seeing through appearances to the essence, yet so ruthless and heartless, this is indeed the Yu Lian I know. I can imagine how pitiful your child will be without a father in the future."

“The feelings male carbon-based organisms have for their offspring are generated through experiences and bonds, which is also the way of nature!” Yu Lian responded, and then ignored Xiao Hui’s expression.

He raised his head and gazed once more at the deep starry sky, his gaze seemingly piercing through the boundless darkness, his spiritual senses penetrating into higher dimensions. At this moment, he could certainly sense the presence of the supreme treasure of the Dawn Royal Family, and even touch upon its vast and boundless level of power.

However, when he actually tried to do something, he felt that there was only an abyss of nothingness there.

At least in terms of its mystique, it was indeed the most sinister treasure he had ever seen in his two lifetimes. Yu Lian thought.

The next moment, it seemed to finally realize that Yu Lian was spying on it, and then it disappeared back into the void, never to be seen again.

Okay, if you call it artificial stupidity, then it is artificial stupidity.

At that moment, Yu Lian heard Rainbow Dragon Ancalagan's voice again: "Get ready, this is going to be the biggest surfing ever!"

He barely sensed the existence of the Void Crown, focusing all his attention on his starry journey. What a pure and devoted dragon, detached from base desires!
Yu Lian's cosmic perception swept towards the edge of the galaxy, and he could indeed sense that Marshal Betaway's massive fleet was queuing up to jump away from here. The colossal ships, resembling steel fortresses, were being compressed into a flat beam of light by the visual illusion created by gravity.

Meanwhile, the gravity on their side began its final rhythm.

The rainbow dragon spread its magnificent six wings, as if unfurling ancient radiance. In an instant, the star's breathtaking light and gravity began to weaken, and they were rapidly moving away from the enormous fireball.

Immediately afterwards, all the surrounding galaxies suddenly transformed from light into lines, and an infinite sense of oppression enveloped him. At this moment, the intense heat that was scorching his skin was easing, but those infinite galaxies seemed to have formed a tangible mass, all pressing down on him.