My dream connects to three thousand years later.

Chapter 201 The Builder of the Heavenly Court... Chu Zhu?
"Could it be that there are currently several extraterrestrial civilizations?"

Some of them have been linked to the Golden Dawn, seemingly connected to the ancient gods, but others... are simply extraterrestrial civilizations making their first contact with Earth? And thus harbor extreme malice towards Earth's civilization?

"Or perhaps, God is an extraterrestrial civilization that, long ago, traveled to Mars and encountered other extraterrestrial civilizations, leading to a war! Information pollution might be an attack by extraterrestrial civilizations on the civilization to which God belongs..."

This explains part of the issue... but many points remain confusing.

Chu Zhu felt her mind was in a bit of a mess, so she simply stopped thinking and continued reading.

"In 1962, the Moon Grass was successfully edited... I decided to officially launch the Extraordinary Project! After all, only by becoming an extraordinary being... can I largely resist pollution!"

This may be the only way to break the deadlock!
In the future, those with extraordinary abilities will be able to access relevant information, and the stronger they are, the more information they will know! Conversely, truly ordinary people will know nothing...

Unfortunately, even now, I've only touched the threshold of the first realm, not truly reached it! Therefore, I also cannot know! Nor can I tell you.”

"In 1963, I succeeded! I successfully stepped into the first realm... The familiar power! It makes me feel comfortable and happy... However, I also sacrificed a lot for it..."

Am I advancing by stepping over the corpses of my comrades?

Chu Zhu: "..."

Chu Zhu remained silent. If he remembered correctly, the radiated water was essentially the blood of the polluted, wasn't it? In this situation, a large amount of medicinal herbs, even moon grass, would be needed for purification…

and so……

"They created a batch of contaminated individuals, and then... used their blood to advance?" Chu Zhu sighed, but he wasn't overly saddened or morally fastidious. After all, if nothing unexpected happened, they were probably all death row inmates... Of course, even if they weren't, there was nothing he could say!
However, in the next instant, Chu Zhu was almost stunned. The amount of information was so great that it completely overwhelmed his brain.

"In 1963: I established the extraordinary organization, the Heavenly Court."

……

I knew you were shocked... Although I established the Heavenly Court, it is quite obvious that the Heavenly Court in the previous timeline was not created by me!

I'm just doing this cosplay for fun. Given the current situation, I feel the chances of ending up in the Ruins route are too high... so I might as well just let loose. I don't even know if what I'm writing will ever reach you!
One more thing, we are now also able to mass-produce a number of superhumans!

"Damn it!" Chu Zhu cursed.

"In 1965: I successfully became a body refiner of the third realm and a cultivator of the second realm."

Chu Zhu: "...Damn it!"

That's outrageous! You broke through two realms in just two years? Wait a minute!
Chu Zhu's eyes suddenly lit up, and then she saw: "I knew you wanted to ask me! How to break through to the second realm? I'll say it again, you can break through once you feel it... I can only say that after those cycles, your foundation as a cultivator should have been fully accumulated! You're just waiting for your destiny."

"Don't ask me what my destiny is... I've already told you, I tasted my destiny by stepping on the bones of my comrades."

"Speaking of which, given your physique... the radiation you absorbed while jumping into the radiation pool should have been enough for you to reach the second realm..."

However, because of the cheat system, it means that in the end, you absorb it little by little, within a range that you can tolerate!

His good friend was clearly making a bold guess: "You know, people like you who can keep getting stronger even without physical training are a minority!"

"Others aren't like you... Even if Uncle Li and the others are in an adaptation period, they probably need to absorb radiation water to slowly transform! I guess that's the fundamental reason why it was useless for you to pour radiation water into your mouth back then... You're already full, what's the use of eating more?"

"However... now that you know I have broken through to the second realm in my cultivation, you should be able to guess what I'm going to say next, right?"

Yes, I'm talking about the evolution of the second realm of memory supernatural powers!

My second stage of evolution is called: Engraving!

Chu Zhu was completely energized.

"Through transactions and acquisitions, I obtained an extraordinary artifact passed down from ancient times: the Crimson Sky Sword!"

Ah yes, yes, yes, it's Liu Bang's sword. If we were to use futuristic terminology, this sword's special ability would be: fire!
I'm not entirely sure if Liu Bang was a superhuman, but if the Holy Son from the Western period, which wasn't too far removed in time, was a superhuman, then it would be only natural that he would wield superhuman power, right?

Yes, this is naturally a supernatural power! I even suspect that Liu Xiu's reason for... cough cough.

I'm not sure if it was because this sword slew the white serpent that it gained extraordinary power... or perhaps for some other reason?!

In the end, the result was that I used my memory superpower: the fire superpower, to inscribe it into my body.

This inscription will allow me to use the inscribed divine abilities. However, its strength will be limited by my current power level!

Chu Zhu was deeply shaken.

"Of course, I can only use this engraved mark once!"
Each time I inscribe something, I consume 50% of my internal power!
You can think of engraving as a versatile supernatural power derivative that allows me to freely copy any kind of supernatural power once!
So far, I've only learned the supernatural abilities on the inscription device... As for how to inscribe the supernatural abilities of extraordinary beings? I don't know!
Because currently, besides myself, the Heavenly Court only has body cultivators, not immortal cultivators... I now know just how high the mortality rate of immortal cultivators really is! They really are a case of one kill for every one they come..."

Chu Zhu gasped, her mind reeling.

Dude, that was absolutely amazing!
He quickly straightened his back and stared at the cultivation method of the supernatural power derived from his good brother... and then he realized that it seemed impossible to practice... or rather, he would probably have to wait until he reached the second realm before he could try to cultivate it?

"...However! It's not all bad news." Chu Zhu swallowed hard, looking at the further development of another supernatural power that his good brother had suggested—copying.

Yes, the limits of Chu Zhu's current ability to copy are actually far more than this.

"Copying, copying, the initial stage of copying is being able to copy one's past form onto oneself! In this way, one can heal injuries... and even disguise oneself as a child..."

The next step in copying is the talent for copying! This is the source, or rather the prototype, of my initial idea...

You might not realize that I am now a truly top-notch mathematician, physicist, and chemist... Why was I able to become this despite not having the talent for these fields?
Because I copied the talents of the most outstanding ordinary people! Of course, I can only copy ordinary people; I couldn't even copy the talents of those who cultivate body techniques. But it's enough, since it's only a copy developed in the first realm, a branch of the skill tree derived from it...

Although this kind of copying takes a long time... and although it may confuse my thinking, I have become a human polymath because of it!
Hahaha... I will definitely save humanity! Definitely. Hehehehe..."

"..." Chu Zhu pinched the bridge of his nose. On one hand, he was surprised by the special use his good brother had developed, and he was happy for his good brother, but on the other hand... he also vaguely sensed that something was wrong...

"Hey bro, something feels off about your tone lately?"

Chu Zhu looked at it again, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment. He felt that it shouldn't be his imagination. After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't figure it out. Then, he continued to read, and his expression changed slightly.

Because he discovered that the remaining diary entries contained extremely chaotic and even disordered language!

For example...

"Seven seven seven seven seven years, ha ha ha ha... They'll all die! Kill them all."

"In 6666, Lin Xia died! But he left behind a daughter..."

"Z, are you going to rebel against me too? I'm going to burn your console!!!"

"Skynet, Skynet! You vile network... die under my Crimson Flames! Hahahaha!!!"

"James Riven, kill! Howard Riven! Kill! Heaven creates all things to nourish man, yet man has nothing to repay Heaven! Kill, kill, kill... kill them all!"

"Hehehe, I am the King of the World, Teeth!!!"

"Hahahaha...You want to kill me? You can't kill me at all...You can't even track me down."

His good friend even started writing strange, incomprehensible words. Some words were also heavily blacked out!
Chu Zhu felt a chill run down his spine. Good brother, has he completely gone mad?
"No, could it be... the problem of replicating the talents of ordinary people?"

Countless thoughts flashed through Chu Zhu's mind. He looked at it again, constantly absorbing and pondering it, and a look of shock gradually appeared in his eyes: "It is... the degeneration and pollution of humanity!"

Chu Zhu re-examined the copying talent according to its usage. It seemed to be able to copy the systematic knowledge of the ordinary person opposite him and directly stuff it into his own brain!
It's like treating the human brain like a machine, copying and pasting...

Indeed, this approach would provide access to top-tier knowledge in various fields... but the problem is that such chaotic memories would obviously have a significant impact on one's self-awareness!
and……

It's clear that good brothers can't wash away their own corruption through death reset.

Chu Zhu murmured, "The shattering of the anchor of self-awareness... the deepening of pollution... according to Zhang Hai... no wonder in the end, my good brother was killed on the snowy plains of Siberia!"

"And, sure enough, that blacked-out dot is... no wonder it's blacked out..."

Chu Zhu finally understood: all of this was forbidden knowledge! Or rather, it was knowledge that the person who entered Nuwa thought was forbidden... Clearly, the person who entered the information, as well as the person who reviewed it, must have been an extraordinary being!
finally.

At the end of the diary, only some beautiful handwriting remained. This line of handwriting was entirely in Chinese.

"I am Lin Xinzhu. Before my father passed away, he entrusted me to input this series of photos into the Nuwa mainframe!"

This is the twenty-eighth year since Uncle Chu died! Humanity is on the verge of extinction...

I was born to my father late in life; he was already paralyzed when I was born...

Father said: No matter how bad the situation becomes in the end, Uncle Chu will save the world at the last moment!
is that true?

However, Uncle Chu went completely insane more than thirty years ago! He was suspected of being killed by a neutron bomb, his body left in pieces... He personally destroyed the cyberpunk society he controlled...

He is officially recognized as a traitor by various countries!
They are suspected of defecting to an extraterrestrial civilization, spreading pollution in their madness in order to gain immense power... even if all of this is just speculation and there is no evidence.

Am I doing the right thing now? Was Uncle Chu, whom my father trusted, the right person? Was my father, who was so steadfast in his later years, the right person?
Or perhaps everything that's happening right now is just part of Uncle Chu's plan?
But it doesn't matter anymore. I've either deleted the dangerous information or blacked it out... What's left, even if it gets passed on to the next civilization, shouldn't matter anymore?

But regardless, this was my father's last wish... I'll remember it well!

Chu Zhu read it in silence, and after a long, long time, he sighed softly, "Xin Zhu, Xin Zhu... Ah Xia, you really are..."

(End of this chapter)