this infinite world

"...It's really hard to be happy when you say this."

After hearing Lin Xuwen personally verify the conjectures of Nong and Fuxi, Yang Yun sighed, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and in the end he could only reveal a slightly bitter smile.

The power to cut a multiverse and discard it like trash is probably beyond the level of the inner universe. After all, in the void, the status of the inner universe is actually only equal to the multiverse. And the only one who can achieve this level is probably...

"Creator."

It is difficult to say these three words, these three truths that Dr. Manhattan once said: "It was the Creator, the Sixth Order who created this 'box', who took the initiative to 'cut' our world."

The sixth stage in the gene lock system, the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian in the cultivation system, these images of the "creator" sketched out by countless immortals and saints are nothing but ridiculous fantasies like a blind man touching an elephant... Just like a two-dimensional creature cannot conceive of three-dimensionality, how can an infant who has not even escaped from the multiverse truly understand the supreme realm that transcends all shackles?

At this moment, the cruelest evidence is lying in the void. The randomly torn membrane of the multiverse and the shocking "abyss" all reveal a despairing truth... For an existence that can casually create and abandon the entire multiverse, the aftermath of just a wave of the hand is enough to change the fate of countless people.

"Since you can name it, it seems that you are not as ignorant as I thought."

Hearing Yang Yun accurately speaking the truth about the world, Lin Xuwen raised his eyebrows: "Where did you hear this name?"

“…Dr. Manhattan.”

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Yun finally chose to tell the truth. Facing Lin Xuwen's curious gaze, he told him everything that had happened to him in Silent Hill and the Watcher world.

"I see, 'Observer'..."

After listening to it, Lin Xuwen touched his chin thoughtfully, but he was concerned about another thing: "Why not call it 'Watcher'? I think this name sounds better..."

"That's not my concern."

Yang Yun shrugged his shoulders and chose not to answer. Instead, he looked at Hou Tu on the other side and said, "However, what I said should not be a secret... At least Hou Tu should have known it a long time ago."

"After all, at the end of the last era, I faced the glory of the Three Emperors."

"No, brother." Hou Tu replied with a smile: "You know, I was in hell at that time and I knew nothing about what happened in the outside world."

——You must have seen it...

The true spirit of Human Emperor Fuxi suppressed Tianyuan, and Queen Nuwa secluded herself in the dead end to study the method of reduction and emptiness. It was normal for these two "emperors" not to react to Yang Yun's gaze at that time. But since Houtu was able to mobilize the power of the main gods for help on the Houtu Samsara Platform at the time of the final battle, and could accurately lead herself here at this moment, Yang Yun would not believe that she knew nothing about this matter, even if he killed her.

However, Yang Yun did not delve into the matter. After all, he knew from Hou Tu's expression that even if he asked this scheming step-sister, he would probably be brushed off. Not to mention that Yang Yun had learned to be ignorant after spending a long time with Chu Xuan... and at the moment, he had something more important to ask.

"Well, I have a question too."

At this moment, Yang Yun looked directly at Lin Xuwen and asked seriously, "Lin Xuwen... are you the same 'Observer' as Dr. Manhattan?"

"Observer? No, I'm not yet." After hearing Yang Yun's question, Lin Xuwen was stunned for a moment and then shook his head: "Although I roughly understand what you mean and what kind of realm it is, I'm not yet... or I will never be a so-called 'Observer'."

"Huh? You're not? Is that true?"

Before Yang Yun could say anything, Hou Tu responded in surprise: "I always thought you were similar to that guy, but you are not?"

"Why do you think I am?" Lin Xuwen was not annoyed. He replied calmly: "From the beginning, I never said I was."

"But your power is clearly..."

"For that level, the so-called 'power' is actually the least important thing."

Facing Hou Tu's surprise, Lin Xuwen responded. At this moment, Yang Yun actually saw a hint of bitterness on his face, as if this nearly omnipotent "world watcher" still had his own unspeakable secrets...

But this expression disappeared just as quickly as it came. The next moment, Lin Xuwen perked up and returned to his slightly cynical look: "The topic has gone off track again... Let's talk about your multiverse."

As he spoke, Lin Xuwen snapped his fingers again, and the multiverse in front of him began to shrink infinitely again until it became an observable whole: "Because of the 'Creator's' action, your multiverse has separated from the original 'tree' and has lost the main body that supplies nutrients. It is like an iceberg floating in the sea, unable to survive independently... If this continues, it will gradually go to extinction."

"Is there really no way to make up for it?"

Seeing that Lin Xuwen kept silent, Yang Yun followed his topic and asked, "The multiverse is infinitely vast and time is infinitely long, and this infinite multiverse also follows the laws of higher dimensions to repeatedly break through boundaries and reincarnate; countless epochs are constantly born and destroyed, and there are 3,900 holy ways hidden in it, which is already a scale that ordinary people cannot understand..."

"And even such a multiverse cannot exist forever and cannot exist independently?"

"Let me make it clear first, I am only guessing about what will happen next."

Lin Xuwen sighed and replied, "In my understanding, the multiverse can only continue to exist if the creator uses his own will to continuously support the multiverse's transformation from virtual to real. Once the creator stops giving power to the multiverse, then no matter the past, present, future, or even countless epochs of birth and death, they will instantly turn into rootless trees and waterless duckweed."

"In fact, the fact that your multiverse has been able to persist for such a long time after being separated from the power of its creator is already a so-called 'miracle'."

"A miracle...?"

Yang Yun's pupils shrank slightly, and a certain enlightenment beyond cognition ran through his spine like an electric current. His lips trembled uncontrollably, as if a shocking secret was slowly being unveiled: "So, what exactly is the power of the creator--"

"Didn't you already guess it?"

Lin Xuwen pointed at Yang Yun's heart and said, "This is the flame of creation that Fuxi forged with the light of his soul and the fire of thousands of civilizations. It is not only the candle of life that maintains the multiverse, but also keeps his true spirit alive, preserving the dawn of hope for the multiverse."

"You can call it by its general name, 'miracle'; or you can call it by its original name..."

"Origin Glow." (End of this chapter)