My portable grandfather refreshes every week

The two strolled through the space of consciousness at this moment.

Once upon a time, this place was just a desolate wasteland, but now it has changed a lot, to the point that even the Great Sage could not recognize it.

"Do you remember the first lesson I taught you?" the old man said.

"Which one is the first lesson?" Xue Dinglu asked directly.

In an instant, the white-robed old man in his heroic spirit form clearly showed surprise and a state of bewilderment.

"The first lesson in ancient Greece."

“Oh, I remember that. Don’t despise schemes and tricks. Before achieving your goal, all strategies and methods are necessary,” Xue Dinglu said.

It was from that time on that Xue Law and that scoundrel Odysseus got along better and better, because both of them were the kind of people who would do any dirty trick to achieve their goals.

Poisoning, digging pits, traps, worshipping godfathers, backstabbing—these are all child's play for Xue's Law.

However, Xue's bottom line is still a bit higher than that of the immoral Xiu Si; at least he wouldn't do something like sleeping with someone for information.

"Actually, it's the same as what I taught you. I may not be as upright and honorable as you think. I also have many selfish motives, and many things I wanted to do but couldn't..." The old man seemed to sigh.

As if recalling the past, he said, "I once had a similar thought: since I couldn't kill the apostle myself, would the next generation have a chance? Would I be able to create a student who could kill the apostle?"

"So I taught everything I knew to many people, so many that I've forgotten them all..."

"I wanted to bet this goal on the next generation, but I gradually realized that it was just a pipe dream."

"And making them aim to kill the Apostles is too much of a burden for them." The old man seemed to be reminiscing about the past, or perhaps, as a Heroic Spirit, he could no longer empathize with his past self when he was still a demon.

"You should know that this is the highest level of magic I know."

"The Great Prophecy Technique..." Xue Dinglu continued.

The old man smiled, as if he were quite pleased: "Yes, the Great Prophecy Technique is not actually a technique that can see the future. It is merely a technique that calculates the most likely future based on existing information."

"In my calculations, I foresee the destruction of the Starfleet and the victory of the Apostles..."

"What kind of future is that? The universe is enveloped by the divine tree, the apostles enslave all races, deify themselves, and unleash endless wars throughout the universe..."

"The humans they enslave will become cannon fodder in the war, stepping into this battle between apostles generation after generation, and after death they will all believe that they have returned to the embrace of God..."

"In fact, it's just that their final bodies and souls will be absorbed by the divine tree, thus becoming its nourishment."

"For the sake of the tree's fruit, the apostles will never stop this war between them. They are like chess players, not caring about the pieces under their control. It will be a tragic, chaotic and cruel environment."

“Even in that environment, even apostles with slightly higher moral standards can only lower their bottom line more and more, thus becoming more twisted beings, in order to gain an advantage in the game with other apostles.”

"Even the apostles would kill each other until only the last four apostles, the most inhuman and twisted, remained in the entire universe. They firmly controlled the entire universe and the subspace, becoming the four most notorious evil gods... Such a universe is like..." The old man paused here, as if searching for the most fitting adjective.

“It’s like a cesspool…” Xue Dinglu replied.

The Great Sage: "..."

Although it sounds a bit crude, it is indeed a rather apt description.

"Indeed, this description is disgusting, but this is exactly the future I have calculated. The entire universe will be as stinking and twisted as a battle in a cesspool, with the apostles feeding each other history like you feed me a bite and I feed you a bite, just to see who can feed the most history."

Old Dengtou seemed to find the description interesting and began to continue following Xue's description.

"In such a future, people will only be able to survive and struggle in a dark and cruel cesspool. Perhaps the power you think you have gained and the path you have embarked on may just be another apostle corrupting you."

Xue Law: "..."

If this calculation is accurate, then it really is a stage in a cesspool—come and get the job!

That feeling is worse than the entire universe being swallowed by nothingness; at least in the face of nothingness, everyone is equal.

"And just when I was feeling utterly pessimistic and desperate, I found a special place, and there, I glimpsed a trace of the true God's deeds." He said, recalling the past, "I wrote that record and the deeds of the true God in my 'Book of Sages,' and prepared to find a final insurance policy to avoid such a future..."

"You should have finished reading my records, right?" Old Deng smiled, looking at Xue Dinglu with satisfaction.

Xue Law: “?”

What? The Book of Sages? What is that?
At this moment, Xue Daolu looked like a slacker who had just woken up and was called on by the teacher, his eyes showing a clear, stupid and bewildered expression.

Seeing Xue's expression, the Great Sage was also somewhat puzzled and asked in return, "Didn't you see the 'Book of Sages' that I left behind?"

"No, I really didn't see it," Xue Dinglu tried to deny.

“It’s right at the deepest part of the knowledge module I set up. When you reach level 5, it will be completely unlocked for you. I’ve also written all my purposes on it. Didn’t you see it?” The old man suddenly felt like he couldn’t hold back anymore.

Xue Law: "..."

emm...

After he reached level 5, he started associating with the Mimic King, and then the Order God incident broke out. During this time, he really didn't use the system.

Well, ever since he reached level 4, he's rarely looked at the knowledge modules the old man prepared for him...

After all, compared to the enemies he had to face, the growth rate of knowledge and magic alone was far too slow. The environment forced Xue to use a simpler, more brutal, and powerful force, even if it was the power of nothingness.

So actually, I rarely even open that knowledge module for Xue's Law!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The old man seemed to have lost his composure for the first time, and he struck Xue Luding on the head three times with his staff, making Xue Luding cover his head and say, "Ouch, what are you doing?"

"Ignorant and incompetent!" The old man seemed speechless for the first time. "I remember in my calculations, you should have been a very studious person."

Xue Law: "..."

The once studious Xue Lude is dead. What survived is nothing more than a beast of the end, so obsessed with playing in a wheelchair that it has lost its mind. Mainly, with a wheelchair, who would bother to painstakingly study magic books, spending so much time for little reward in terms of combat power?... Xue Lude thought quietly to himself.

"Alas, perhaps this is the drawback of the Great Prophecy. It can only calculate the future based on existing data, but cannot truly predict the future," the Great Sage sighed.

In fact, the principle of the Great Prophecy is very simple. It is like this: if you know that the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor, and you also know that the war enthusiasm of the United States is infinitely high, and you also know that the United States' industrialization is so efficient that it can launch a Lexington-class aircraft carrier in 3 days.

At this point, it can be calculated that Japan is destined to lose in the future. No matter how much advantage Japan gains in the naval battle in the early stages, it will undoubtedly be defeated.

This is the basic principle of the Great Prophecy: calculating the future based on existing information and selecting the most likely future.

While the Great Prophecy is definitely not that simple, the underlying logic is just like that; it's just that the variables and calculations are a tiny bit more complex.

The old man walked outside the academy and saw in the distance that some brilliant mind had designed the entire instance like a children's playground.

The Great Sage continued, "So after seeing such a future, I tried to plan. But my abilities were insufficient to deal with such a future. So in the end, I could only think of imitating the deeds of that one god. If in the real future, when everything is beyond redemption, will there be a sliver of possibility that can stop this future, just like the birth of the former King?"

"Perhaps I succeeded, and maybe I'm even better and more reliable than I thought."

“He will surpass me, step over my dead body, and achieve what I could never accomplish in my lifetime. Thank you, I am proud of you,” the old man said, smiling.

Perhaps this was the first time he had smiled so genuinely, and his unparalleled pride and self-satisfaction seemed to overflow from his lips.

The two continued on their way, and the old man said, "Actually, I have calculated the future of many people through the Great Prophecy Technique."

“Most of my students, if they lose their magic and power, are nothing… Without magic and power, they are utterly useless, and this is a true reflection of the vast majority of people.”

"But you're different. Do you want to know what your future would be like as an ordinary person if you hadn't come into contact with magic?" the old man asked with a smile.

“Explain in detail,” Xue Dinglu said succinctly.

"You will become a disaster relief doctor, then complete two doctoral degrees at Boston University, and finally work with international medical organizations to become a disaster relief doctor on the front lines of war and natural disasters... Finally, in that land ravaged by war and invasion, in a hospital that has been destroyed by bombs, you will tragically die."

"This is your future as an ordinary person if you have never been exposed to any magic."

Xue Falu was silent.

If I, as an ordinary person, had successfully gained admission to Boston University and come into contact with an international medical organization during my studies, I might have actually joined it.

"So you are different. What makes you stronger than anyone else is not just your strength, but your heart. Even if you have no strength, you can risk your life to save others. And it's not just a momentary impulse, but a heart that can still move forward and grow stronger after facing the scarred reality and suffering."

"Perhaps this is why the world chose you. Even without me, with your world's nurturing, you would still have been able to successfully kill Zeus and resolve your world's disaster."

"What's even more remarkable is that even after gaining unparalleled power and abilities far surpassing those of others, you will still abide by the order, still respect everyone, not use your power to seek personal gain, not use your power to demand higher welfare and treatment, and not even use your power to improve your status and privileges, remaining unchanged."

"This is your true power, and perhaps it is also the reason why you are so perfectly suited to the path of the Supreme King."

The next moment, a book appeared in front of Xue Dinglu.

"The Book of the Wise," a book that Xue Dinglu hasn't had a chance to see yet.

As he flipped through the book, Xue Dinglu was momentarily stunned.

"The Seventh Expedition...log records..."

It wasn't just the logbook of the Seventh Expedition, but also the message left by Ishan, as well as messages left by more than a dozen other expeditions...

This was the last glimpse of the King's secret that the old man managed to discover.

Through this secret, he wanted to leave the universe with a little something to rely on after he left. He wasn't even the only one who took this path; the old man's other students probably did as well.

However, none of them were able to make it to the end, and the last trick they left behind after their deaths turned out to be an unexpected stroke of luck.

Looking at the information on it, Xue Dinglu understood everything.

Perhaps it was a coincidence, or perhaps it was destiny, but shortly before the old man was corrupted by nothingness and died, he found the remains of the former Seventh Expedition.

There, he deciphered the logs left by the Seventh Expedition, as well as Ishan's message and the messages of other expedition members who were able to get there.

"If you see this, it means you're on the right track. Keep moving forward; we are not fighting alone."

“I’ve come here, but I can’t leave now. I told Al in the cafeteria that what I said about her nutritional paste tasting like engine oil was fake… it’s actually even worse than engine oil. But… I kind of want to eat it again.”

"These may be my last words, mortals. Do not grieve for my death. I have seen stars burn out and witnessed the cycles of hundreds of civilizations rise and fall. If a new star is born in the place where I fell billions of years from now, that will be the moment I awaken. Do not disturb."

"Later, I secretly tucked a dried 'night dew flower' into the bottom cover of my journal. In my hometown, this represents forging ahead bravely, never looking back. Keep moving forward."

……

One message after another was displayed in front of Xue's law.

They were either encouraging each other, joking around, or writing their final testaments.

Most of these messages were never read or heard by any living being. Some drifted with the wreckage of ships, some became faint ripples of information in the subspace background radiation, and some were retrieved from that graveyard billions of years later by someone who came later to uncover the truth.

In fact, how many teams didn't even make it here?

They were all "losers." They were not the team that ultimately reached the altar star, and they all died in that great void. In fact, they may not have played any role in the catastrophe of the cosmic void.

But looking at these deciphered messages, for some reason, Xue Dinglu felt his eyes itch.

"The wind in subspace is a bit strong," Xue Dinglu said, rubbing his eyes.

“Yes,” the great sage echoed.

"Old man, please help me one last time..." Xue Dinglu said, perhaps understanding what he should do in these last few days. "Take me to the ruins you discovered. From here, I will walk to the end of the subspace one more time."

"At the very least, we cannot let these voices simply disappear into the warp." (End of Chapter)