Alien Hotel.

Chapter 462 Compatibility Conjecture

Since embarking on the path of cultivation, thousands of years have passed. Yun Qingzi has witnessed the warmth and coldness of human relationships, the separation of life and death, and has personally experienced countless trials and tribulations, ups and downs. He has many insights and understandings about life.

But summarizing what one feels after death is really difficult...

Especially since the process was completely different from what he had imagined.

“Relax, everyone feels this way the first time they come here. It’s normal to feel confused,” Yu Sheng said with a smile, noticing the confusion in Yun Qingzi’s eyes. “Of course, most people who came here before were only mentally near death. It’s truly the first time someone has actually died like you…”

Yun Qingzi sat on a pew in the cathedral, hesitated for a long time before looking into Yu Sheng's eyes and saying, "Fellow Daoist, could you be the god who governs this afterlife?"

“God-king? No, no, you’re overthinking it. I’m just an ordinary… okay, maybe not that ordinary, but I’m just a human,” Yu Sheng waved his hand and pointed around, “but this place is indeed mine. You can think of this as my ‘cave’; it’s a bit special, it can accommodate spirits…”

Yu Sheng then roughly explained the situation of the Soul Wilderness to the old man in front of him, and also mentioned the possible reason why the other party arrived here after death (blood transfusion). Throughout the process, Yun Qingzi did not speak. He just listened very carefully, just like when he first followed his master on the path of cultivation thousands of years ago.

Yun Qingzi looked into Yu Sheng's eyes, at this mysterious being who solemnly declared himself a "human," and even tried to declare himself an "ordinary human" (unsuccessfully).

Yu Sheng told him a lot of things, most of which were honest and credible, but the credibility of his statement "I am a human being" was absolutely zero in Yun Qingzi's mind.

The old man had seen a lot in his life, and he firmly believed that even if the concrete in front of him was No. 42, it couldn't possibly be a person!
Are there really people like that?!
But as Yu Sheng enthusiastically talked about many things related to this wilderness of souls, and also talked about some knowledge about "blood transfusion", Yun Qingzi quickly suppressed the urge to question him.

It's better to be a person than something else entirely.

Afterwards, Yu Sheng introduced Luna, who was standing next to him, and Eileen, who was in the oil painting.

Before this, Yun Qingzi had "seen" what they looked like in the real world through the eyes of those "black-robed cultivators," but when he arrived at this wilderness of souls, he really didn't recognize them.

“No wonder, when I saw this blonde girl, I felt that her aura was somewhat familiar, but I just couldn’t remember it,” Yun Qingzi said, looking at Luna with sudden realization, and then glancing at Eileen with some doubt. “But this Eileen girl… her aura here has completely changed, and there is no sense of familiarity at all.”

"That's right, C-shaped buttons are so shallow, while mine are so deep!" Eileen immediately hugged the bear and tilted her head back smugly in the oil painting, not knowing what was so great about it, but she was already showing off. "Look how cool my frame is..."

Yun Qingzi: "..."

“Don’t pay any attention to her. That’s just how Eileen is. If you feel like you can’t keep up with her, just let her show off on her own,” Yu Sheng waved his hand, then looked curiously at the old man in front of him. “I’ve finished my introduction. Now it’s your turn to speak, right?”

After a moment's thought, Yun Qingzi recounted everything she could remember since arriving here.

"...I only gradually 'awakened' halfway through. At first, I only remembered some hazy fragments, but later, with each step I took, my mind 'filled' a piece of the void..."

"I came across a large bonfire along the way, surrounded by twelve stone pillars. I rested by the bonfire for a while, and then, somehow, I suddenly 'knew' how to proceed..."

"By the way, I also have something with me that you might find interesting..."

As Yun Qingzi was speaking, she suddenly remembered something, then reached into her pocket and, in front of Yu Sheng, pulled out an irregular crystal the size of a walnut.

Eileen, who was floating nearby, immediately noticed the crystal's texture and color, froze in mid-air, and then fell to the ground with a thud: "Holy crap—"

The next second she rushed up again, jumping around in the oil painting as if she were about to jump out: "What did you bring back, old man! How come this thing is still here?!"

"Calm down, calm down," Yu Sheng quickly grabbed the oil painting that was jumping around. While calming Eileen down, he turned his attention to the "seed" in Yun Qingzi's hand. After observing it for a moment, he freed his other hand and reached out, "Let me see it."

Yun Qingzi handed over the seed: "It should be harmless, but I am not knowledgeable enough to draw any conclusions. You should examine it carefully, fellow Daoist."

Yu Sheng took the seeds and examined them carefully, occasionally frowning as if deep in thought.

After a long while, he suddenly looked up at Luna.

Luna arrived wielding her gleaming golden two-handed holy sword, her steps powerful and her presence imbued with the aura of someone about to assassinate a king.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Yu Sheng broke out in a cold sweat and quickly took half a step back. "It's not about bloodletting—I'm asking if there's any space in the churchyard where I can plant trees."

Luna, holding the holy sword, froze for a moment, then put it down with an incredulous expression: "Master, you're going to... plant this here!?"

"Holy crap, are you two going this far?" Eileen exclaimed in surprise, turning to look at Yu Sheng. "Are you calling me master while I'm stuck here in a C-shape?"

Yu Sheng: "...So this is all you care about? Aren't you surprised that I'm going to plant the seed of a celestial body here?"

“Nonsense, you have plenty of brilliant ideas out of nowhere, do you think I’m going to be surprised by them all?” Eileen stood with her hands on her hips in the picture frame, but quickly frowned and changed her tone, “But then again, are you sure this thing… can be grown?”

Yu Sheng remained silent for a moment, staring intently at the crystal in his hand. The crystal reflected a dim gleam in his eyes.

At a deeper level of "perception," he can observe even more things.

The moment he received the seed, he reconnected with it—now he can “read” the information it carries, understand its structure, and even vaguely see what it will look like after it grows up.

A giant, pure white crystal tree, rooted in the wilderness of the soul, its canopy shades the church, its branches reaching towards the sky.

The seed is in a light sleep, imagining and sketching out what the future will look like in its dreams.

“…It’s the third generation,” Yu Sheng suddenly said.

Eileen blinked: "...What do you mean?"

“The first generation was the ‘mother vine’ of another world, the second generation was the celestial body that wandered in our universe, and the third generation is this seed,” Yu Sheng raised his head and patiently explained the information he had read from this seed. “If my judgment is correct, the celestial body eventually broke through its ‘ascension cycle’, and this seed is the result.”

Eileen's eyes widened slightly: "Ah... wait, no, how did the Star Derivative Entity manage that? Wasn't it said that it was already stuck in an infinite loop?"

Yu Sheng did not answer immediately, but the "blooming" that took place above the Taixu Lingshu couldn't help but appear in his mind.

The Dark Angels are "foreign objects" that are not tolerated in this universe. They are rejected by the laws of all things and thus can only be stuck in their own dead loops as "otherworldly remnants". Ankaela is thus stuck in the fairy tale dream, while the celestial body is stuck in its own "ascension cycle". This "stuck" phenomenon has always been unsolvable.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this "lockdown" that the Dark Angel has become an "unkillable" natural disaster in this world.

They themselves are trapped in an eternal cycle of death, and those threatened by the angels are equally unable to kill something that "does not exist in logic."

Yu Sheng slowly fiddled with the seeds in his hand, his thoughts drifting unconsciously. Some things that had troubled him for a long time gradually began to reveal clearer outlines from the depths of the fog—

It all stems from the "incompatibility" between different universes.

...But what if they are "compatible"?
Complete compatibility is difficult to achieve... but what if we just establish an "interface" between the two systems? Even if it's just a piece of information that both systems can read, an inconspicuous footnote, or a... moment of intersection.

He died in a foreign land.

Yu Sheng raised his head and said very seriously to the people around him: "Death is the greatest common denominator between the dark angels and this world—and it may even be the only common denominator at present."

Eileen paused for a moment, then turned to look at Luna: "What did he say?"

“I don’t know,” Luna shook her head, but then looked determined. “Anyway, it must make a lot of sense.”

“You should sit at the same table as that silly fox!” Eileen glared, then turned around and tapped Yu Sheng’s arm with the picture frame. “I don’t understand common divisors or anything like that, just talk about this seed… Anyway, you mean this thing is already harmless, right? But why do you still have to plant it? This thing was born from that ‘star body’ after all, it just feels a bit awkward.”

Yu Sheng thought for a moment: "I have an idea..."

As soon as he uttered those words, Eileen waved her hand in the painting and said, "Okay, I understand. Go ahead and plant it."

Yu Sheng: "...Hey, no, I just said I had an idea, don't you want to hear the details?"

“You said you have another idea, what can I say? Of course I can only go along with it,” Eileen said matter-of-factly, but in the end she still pouted, “Fine, seeing how you can’t hold it in, tell me, what do you want to do?”

“This seed may represent a possibility of the Dark Angels being ‘compatible’ with this universe,” Yu Sheng said earnestly, looking at the little doll with great patience. “Of course, it is still very weak now and cannot be seen to have any ‘power,’ but I want to try to cultivate it in a targeted manner—perhaps one day, we will be able to fully master this ‘compatible’ technology.”

Eileen listened and thought about it very seriously.

I haven't figured it out.

“Okay, I completely understand,” the little doll gave Sheng a thumbs up and a bright smile. “That’s a great idea, I support you!”

Yu Sheng: "..."

He suspected that the doll knew nothing and that no evidence was needed.

But it's not a big problem; he's used to it anyway.

(End of this chapter)