this infinite world

That is the sound that transcends eternity.

It poured down from the sky, trembling and reverberating in the depths of the underworld. It sounded like the lingering sound of Pangu's axe blade at the beginning of the world, or the wailing of a death knell before the advent of an infinite catastrophe; it sounded like the original melody when the world was first created, or the judgment and sentence announcing the end of an era. This sound penetrated the barriers of dimensions, struck an eternal echo in the depths of the soul, and issued the ultimate question:

——If fate gives you the power to rewrite cause and effect, what will you protect throughout your life?
——I am willing to protect those things that are cherished and extremely beautiful; I will also protect those things that are extremely shining and precious.

——I wish to protect the hair wrapped around the fingertips of a newborn baby, and the life that is not extinguished in the eyes of an old man.

We must also protect every flame leading to the "world" in the long river of civilization.

……

"...I feel like I've been unconscious too many times recently?"

Yang Yun's consciousness slowly emerged from the extremely deep abyss of chaos. Before he opened his eyes, he had already subconsciously complained in his heart.

Of course, this self-mockery was not aimless, but a statement of simple facts - in the previous decisive battle with Yi Qi, the Dao rhyme burn mark when he was hit by the Emperor Nuwa's Sky-Repairing Finger was still heart-wrenching, and he was even beaten into a state of temporary unconsciousness for a moment; then he was hit by the Human Emperor Fuxi's Tongtian Ding, his eyes turned black, and even his existence was crushed into dust. He had to live towards death and wake up outside the multiverse; then he struggled forward in the void, as if he was thrown into a meat grinder at the conceptual level, experiencing the collapse and reorganization of his existence every second, and only at the last moment followed the road of dawn and entered another multiverse...

...Counting the number of times, this is the third time Yang Yun has fallen into a coma in a short period of time.

"I have to be more careful next time. If I keep going like this, I'll become some funny character with my mouth open and my eyes closed..."

The true spirit often revives before the physical body, and Yang Yun's consciousness still lingers on the moment when he rushed from the void into the multiverse and made a "human forced landing". The feeling of the body being torn apart inch by inch in the dimensional storm and then reassembled under the laws of the new world is still imprinted in the depths of his soul... To be honest, it was not a good experience.

Although Yang Yun seemed to have heard something vaguely afterwards, since he couldn't remember it, and only had a vague impression, it was not an important matter. The most important matter now was -

"Who put me in the culture tank?"

That’s right, in Yang Yun’s increasingly clear mental perception, he was being imprisoned in a huge cylindrical culture chamber. The cold green light reflected by the reinforced glass made the liquid in the chamber appear a dismal green, as if it were a murder scene.

Yang Yun's body was fixed firmly in the center of the incubator by numerous restraints. His skin was covered with hundreds of nerve connection electrodes, which constantly monitored his vital signs and displayed countless data on the large screen on the other side. The surrounding monitoring equipment even covered every blind spot more than ten times, monitoring his every move with a 360-degree field of view...

——Could it be that I have been captured by some evil organization and used as a test subject?
Seeing this scene that seemed quite horrifying to outsiders, Yang Yun's first reaction was to think of Kyo Kusanagi after KOF97. The first protagonist of the KOF series fell into a coma due to serious injuries after the battle with Orochi. He was unlucky enough to be captured by the Nests organization as a prototype, and then his genes were used to create dense Kyo Kusanagi clones... and now Yang Yun is likely to have suffered the same treatment as Kyo Kusanagi. Although he was somewhat confident in his body after thousands of hammers and hundreds of times, he could not be damaged even if he resisted the explosion of the core of the star; he also knew that as long as the true spirit was not extinguished, the physical body could be reorganized in an instant even if it was reduced to ashes. But thinking of being "picked up" by a bunch of people when he was in a coma, and that his body was still being scanned and detected by countless instruments at this moment, and every inch of his skin was still left with a cold mechanical touch, Yang Yun felt a chill from the depths of his soul.

"Forget it, at least it hasn't reached the worst point yet..."

After working in the main god space for such a long time, Yang Yun has already developed a strong ability to adapt. He quickly put these unpleasant things behind him and concentrated on sensing the laboratory and the surrounding situation.

Yang Yun's soul perception spread out like ripples, and in an instant, every molecular structure in the entire laboratory was thoroughly scanned. This was because his true spirit had not yet completely merged with his body and was deliberately suppressed... Otherwise, even if he intended to control it, the momentum of a strong man would still destroy the culture chamber in the first place.

A moment later, Yang Yun, who had thoroughly explored the laboratory and the surrounding area within a hundred miles, frowned, and a very puzzled expression appeared on the face of his illusory soul.

"This is... a secret base located five thousand meters underground?"

The area of ​​this secret base is extremely large, and it is located 5,000 meters underground, which in itself proves the technological value of this plane. After all, with the technology of the 21st century, it is difficult to dig out such a huge space at 5,000 meters deep in the earth's crust, let alone 3,000 meters.

Moreover, although it was built in great secrecy, the construction specifications of this base were still extraordinary. The main structure was buried three thousand meters underground, and the outer layer was wrapped with a composite alloy, which was enough to withstand a direct hit from a nuclear bomb; the internal passages were arranged in a maze-like manner, and there was a ten-meter-thick gate of the same type every hundred meters. Surveillance equipment, biosensors, etc. were densely packed, so no matter what, there was no way to invade quietly...

However, such extreme protective measures actually allowed Yang Yun to confirm a key piece of information. That is, since the mastermind behind this secret organization built such a large base and supporting laboratories with Yang Yun's body as the center, it proved that the other party had fully realized his importance and would spend so much money on it.

But what puzzled Yang Yun was that this huge base, which was obviously built with him as the center, was now in a strange state of desolation. The corridors that should have been heavily guarded were scattered with various weapons, the batteries of the energy rifles were not yet exhausted, and there was still coffee in the duty room that had not yet solidified and evaporated, as if the guards were still on duty one second and evaporated collectively the next second.

And around the base, there are some green plants that obviously shouldn't be here and don't match the color of steel. They emerge from the most unlikely angles and grow wantonly, strangely adding a touch of natural color to this cold and ruthless steel base...

——However, apart from the fact that the guards of this secret base had all disappeared, leaving the entire base empty, and the green plants that seemed to be very familiar to Yang Yun and that seemed to have the same origin as the life energy in his body, what Yang Yun really cared about was something else.

"…What's the matter with the designation Thaumiel-01?"

Looking at the label under his incubator and the relevant information found in the computer that had not been destroyed in this base, Yang Yun's true spirit floated in the empty laboratory, muttering to himself in confusion: "The group of people who locked me up here..."

"Could it be that you misunderstood the existence of my physical body and thought I was a containment object in 'that work'!?" (End of this chapter)