The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 981 Academic Conference (VI)

This issue has given many people pause for thought.

Upon hearing this, experts and scholars who have conducted research in this field can vaguely realize the difficulties behind it.

“That’s right! According to this logic, around a black hole, the powerful gravitational pull of a star on a planet is negligible,” a physicist said.

Another physicist exclaimed excitedly, "And to stably supply energy to the planet, and for gravity to pull it out of the event horizon of the abyss? At the edge of a black hole-like celestial body, that's impossible!"

"Unless we can create a celestial body with a mass even greater than a black hole, we won't have enough gravity to capture it," another astrophysicist scoffed. "But what has a mass greater than a black hole?"

"What if we were to bind this star to a planet?"

After Liu Sheng finished speaking, there was a brief silence.

A white-haired cosmologist from a Western empire said, "It's... directional gravity?"

The crowd erupted in uproar.

"How is gravity directed?"

"By the way, didn't we mention the 'Law of Attraction' earlier?"

"Isn't that some mysterious thing in psychology?"

"Nonsense, isn't that right?"

"Unheard of!"

"I never imagined Professor Friedman would still have such a vivid imagination even in his old age..."

However, the girl on stage smiled and nodded:

"That's right, it's directional gravity."

"It is indeed impossible within the theoretical framework we are familiar with."

"But the problem is—the world I'm talking about is no longer the world that everyone is familiar with, but a bizarre world."

Everyone was stunned.

"Once it is invaded by higher dimensions, although the downsides are bizarre invasions and the collapse of rationality, it is also accompanied by benefits - some methods that can only be used in higher dimensions can also be achieved in lower dimensions."

"For example, the physical impact of consciousness, emotions, and beliefs on reality."

"In the scientific system we are familiar with, this influence is weak, indirect, or even only achieved at the behavioral level."

"But now, we must make an assumption: these variables of consciousness can directly intervene in the structure of reality through higher-dimensional channels."

"For example, what is the blood-red space we are in now based on? Are all the things that appear in it based on consciousness? But why does it feel so real?"

"I believe Professor Shen should know the reason."

Liu Sheng glanced at Shen Zhiyu, who merely grinned coldly.

It's ok.

Anyway, the message has been delivered.

The crowd was already subtly observing Shen Zhiyu.

"In this setting, we can propose a hypothesis—in the bizarre world, human thought has a powerful agency that can directly affect reality."

"Like... the law of attraction, isn't it similar to gravity? So, what kind of thinking has a strong attraction, cohesion, and centripetal force?"

No one could have guessed it for a moment.

Until a theologian murmured, "...faith?"

"That's right. Faith is often in a low-entropy state, which can aggregate individual consciousness in high-entropy chaos, build a unified directional gravitational force, and form a stable anchor point as the core of an artificial star."

"Of course, there are others, such as trust, belief, and so on..."

"The power of this connection is extraordinary."

"When there are enough connections, we can form our ideal 'gravitational well' based on 'anchor points', thereby aggregating and compressing the collected accretion disk mass to form a 'star-like' structure."

"Only in this way can this 'star-like' planet use its directional gravity to pull the planet out of the abyss."

For a long while, no one spoke.

The air seemed to freeze as everyone digested the discussion that defied the laws of physics.

And the implications behind this... are thought-provoking.

"The bond of faith... sounds like it can only be established between God and man, or between people?"

"It seems so at the moment." Liu Sheng nodded. "Although theoretically, it is possible to believe in some kind of inanimate existence... it is unknown whether such an existence can still communicate with humans after ascending to a higher dimension."

"Therefore, the safest option is still to use life forms with the ability to communicate to construct the core of a star."

"Right, Professor Shen?"

Liu Sheng stared directly at Shen Zhiyu, a cold smile playing on her lips.

Those who heard it were all terrified.

Imagine the suffering a human would endure if they were in the core of a star. Just thinking about the chaotic energy and extreme gravity is enough to imagine a torture far beyond what an ordinary person could withstand.

Shen Zhiyu's face gradually darkened.

“In fact, it’s not just stars,” Liu Sheng said slowly, “the entire structure of a negative-mass space bubble needs to be composed of communicative life forms.”

"In other words... they are all bizarre life forms."

"Furthermore, these life forms are all capable of developing faith in the 'core' anchor point, which allows them to bind and repel each other under extreme conditions, thereby maintaining the stability of the 'star-like' structure."

"Believers are confined to the space constructed by the gods, from which they can never escape; while the gods are nailed to the center of faith, enduring eternal torment of burning and crushing."

"This is the kind of relationship between two people who share a faith."

Liu Sheng's gaze toward Shen Zhiyu was incredibly profound.

But Shen Zhiyu only gave a cold smile and did not speak.

At this point, someone asked a question.

"But since this abyss is so terrifying, and once you fall in, you'll never see the light of day again, then... would a star created in this way really be enough to generate a reaction force?"

"If one doesn't work, then make more."

"Then... how many people will need to be added?"

“Well… I don’t know,” Liu Sheng paused, turning her head to look at Shen Zhiyu, “Professor Shen, do you know?”

All eyes turned to them.

Shen Zhiyu stared at Liu Sheng.

After a moment of silence, I took a deep breath.

"19.675 billion,248,962 people."

As soon as these numbers were uttered, a collective gasp filled the hall.

Fear, shock, doubt, confusion...

It surged onto everyone's face.

The same question arises: Where did this number come from, given how certain it is? How would Shen Zhiyu know it?
As if knowing what everyone was thinking, Liu Sheng's clear, cold voice rang out at this moment:

"Because... everything I'm saying now isn't speculation, but rather proven practices."

“Right, Shen Zhiyu?” she asked again.

Shen Zhiyu did not answer.

However, those shadowy figures seemed to be curious about Liu Sheng, and one by one, the "Faith Connections" tentatively extended towards him, but they were completely disconnected, clearly indicating that they were not compatible at all.

Others could no longer understand how things were developing, but they vaguely felt that some astonishing truth was slowly emerging.

"So, are you done talking?" Shen Zhiyu was already itching to make her move, the bloody light flashing back and forth on her hand.

Liu Sheng shook his head.

"We've only just reached the third part of the PPT," she said calmly. "The first part is the definition of the bizarre world, the second part is the theoretical basis of artificial stars, and the third part is the empirical evidence."

"Of course, this order is the opposite for you."

“You only know how to use it, but not how to understand it. Your civilization has taught you how to manipulate magic and use inscriptions, but you have turned a blind eye to the exploration of the principles, leaving them sealed in a black box.”

"Exactly the same as our world," Liu Sheng silently added in his mind.

"In an era of energy and dimensional balance, such a way of life is indeed nothing to worry about."

"But once the world stops functioning, you won't know where the problem lies, let alone how to solve it; you can only deal with things as they come. But solving the immediate disaster only leads to an even greater one."

She looked at Shen Zhiyu, "You have escaped the abyss, but because you have built too many stars, you are pulling each other together and will tear the entire planet apart."

"Therefore you cannot truly stay away from the abyss, because that is the critical point for maintaining gravitational balance; but as long as you stay there, you will fall into it again sooner or later."

"Realizing that your knowledge is limited, you will build spaceships that can be powered by 'star-like' galaxies and fly into space, hoping to break through the limitations of your knowledge and solve problems with the help of other civilizations."

"That Golden Crow Ruins, is that your spaceship?"

Shen Zhiyu answered frankly, "That's right."

Their strategy is the same as ours...

[By traveling to other worlds to acquire knowledge and graft it onto existing technology trees, the goal is to solve the problem of world destruction.]

Liu Sheng sighed inwardly.

The difference is that we can travel to higher dimensions, while they can only traverse the stars with their physical bodies.

Whether it ran out of energy or crashed on this planet, it eventually fell into a deep slumber until it was accidentally awakened by Zheng Qiran.

"But this method also has its advantages," said "The World."

What are the advantages?

At least they were able to encounter civilizations from the same period, unlike us, who are always stuck in the past. It's just that because our civilization is still so underdeveloped, we can always learn something from it.

However, for the civilization of "A Golden Crow," the current problems are already too complex to be easily solved.

We can only cast a wide net and gamble on one hope.

At this point, most of the people in the room were intelligent and naturally understood what was going on.

Everyone turned to look at Shen Zhiyu, whose expression remained calm.

"Who...who are you?" A colleague from the Archaeology Department of the First Imperial University asked in a trembling voice, "You're not Shen Zhiyu, are you?"

"I am Shen Zhiyu." She raised her head, a slow smile spreading across her lips. "But I am not Shen Zhiyu either."

The smile on his face became extremely eerie.

They no longer resemble human beings.

Everyone present felt a chill run down their spines.

"Shen Zhiyu" was probably possessed by something from some ancient ruins long ago, and the fusion of consciousness became ambiguous.

The figures sitting quietly around her were mostly life forms that had come with her, maintaining their worship and faith to provide energy for the starlike organisms.

But now it seems, he is no longer human.

In other words—they're all aliens.

"Wait... So, the question on that scroll can really solve your crisis?"

"Why don't we just discuss this together? Why come to this?"

Why can't this be resolved peacefully?

A cacophony of voices erupted, and anger gradually spread.

But Shen Zhiyu's face was somber as he slowly spoke:
"Because... there's no time left."

"I don't know how long I've been asleep, but my world... is probably not far from its end..."

"But... if that's the case, what can this answer change? What can it solve?"

Many people don't understand.

Liu Sheng stepped forward and calmly said, "So this is the fourth part of my report—the fundamental drawback of this method."

"As mentioned earlier, your so-called solution is nothing more than drinking poison to quench thirst. You thought you had escaped the abyss, but you have fallen into another abyss, one that you created yourself."

"Escape from the ten golden crows, the scene depicted in the mural!" Dean Wang of Pingjing University suddenly changed his expression and blurted out.

He had also visited the Jinwu Ruins and was recently studying its mural culture, so he naturally remembered it vividly.

"That's right, but at first we thought it was a cataclysmic disaster caused by ten naturally formed stars. Who would have thought it was something we caused ourselves..."

Shaking her head, Liu Sheng continued:

"Moreover, the 'threshold space' that you use to envelop stars is made of strange energy."

"Have you really considered what kind of backlash this structure will bring?"

In that case, it's fortunate that one of our "golden crows" has already weakened; if it were at its peak, who knows what kind of impact it would have had.

“You even actively invested your own consciousness into it, immersing yourselves in the eerie energy for a long time, together with the deity enshrined in the core of the ‘Golden Crow’—who should be your powerful cultivator.”

"You yourselves probably can't say for sure what kind of impact this erosion will have over time."

“You think faith can maintain the balance of the core, but you won’t know what’s really going on with this person unless you ignite this ‘spark’ and see inside…”

At this moment, "Shen Zhiyu" finally spoke.

"Yes."

Her voice was low and deep, carrying a weariness that seemed to have come from the passage of time.

"The loneliness, fear, pain, and sorrow experienced during that time are beyond your imagination."

Her appearance gradually changed.

The raging flames burned her body like dripping blood.

"Darkness that never ends."

"You can only sense the connection of faith, know that millions of people place their hopes on you, and firmly believe that you can save the world."

"But nobody knows—not even I believe in myself anymore."

The light in his eyes dimmed, but the flames rose.

"When all beliefs crumble, the pillars in my heart also crumble. Those who believe in me do not know... how rotten I have become."

Deep, dark lines, like umbilical cords, extended from Shen Zhiyu's back, arms, and even ankles, connecting with the shadowy figures present.

It seems to still be maintaining some kind of faith, even though it has long since lost its human form and is left only as a remnant of obsession.

Its face opened with a dark, gaping mouth, emitting a shrill and painful howl that echoed through the blood-red space.

At that very moment, the space in the venue began to shrink violently, as if the entire reality was collapsing.

The eaves turned into drifting smoke, and the beams and pillars were like folded paper.

The celestial mountains high in the sky began to tremble, and the celestial palaces were constantly changing shape. The boundaries of space and time rippled like water, and countless complex spaces belonging to different consciousnesses were unfolding and closing, like an endless book.

Amidst all these dramatic changes, only Liu Sheng and "Shen Zhiyu" remained quietly gazing at each other, like two silent mountains.

The rest of the group seemed to shrink to an immense size, standing at the foot of the mountain, gazing up at the two towering, burning peaks.

(End of this chapter)