My dream connects to three thousand years later.

Chapter 509 Fictional Memory Spirit, Memory Garden, the Gathering of Memories from All Over the World!
Suddenly, a black light flashed in the vast starry sky.

The good brother gradually stopped walking. Chu Zhu followed his good brother's gaze but didn't see anything: "?"

The good brother made his move. He swept his hands across the void, and surging divine energy flowed, continuously evolving the six kinds of Tao and principles described earlier.

Although he said nothing to Chu Zhu at this moment, everything was understood without words—he was fighting against the enemy!

"So, the enemy... like the invisible people on the moon before, although they existed, were deliberately erased in the records of this memory domain? Is it because they themselves carried pollution? Is it a problem with Mars?" Chu Zhu murmured to himself, while trying his best to memorize the six principles, and even occasionally reaching out to test and operate them.

He vaguely realized that his good brother must have an easier way of dealing with all enemies. The reason for this was that he was being taught this to him across time.

Time passes bit by bit.

at last.

Chu Zhu had thoroughly grasped the essence of the six principles. Immediately afterward, the surrounding scene shattered.

When Chu Zhu regained consciousness, she found herself back in the inner hall, still reaching out to touch the white jade-like statue: "..."

"This is really something!" Chu Zhu withdrew his hand, staring at the statue with a complicated expression.

"...You were momentarily distracted!" The memory entity walked up behind Chu Zhu, its tone enigmatic.

"Just a moment?" Chu Zhu remained silent for a moment, then smiled silently, before glancing at the many stone statues around him: "So that's how it is... So that's how it is!"

At this moment, Chu Zhu seemed to have gained some kind of authority, sensing the special nature of these stone sculptures. At their very center, there seemed to be a surging energy source… a special energy interwoven with life force and antimatter, its specific form being… humanoid! And roughly the size of a human…

Chu Zhu's thoughts raced, and a guess formed in his mind. Perhaps, in this timeline, everyone in the Time Club and the Golden Dawn had been transformed into memory spirits by him, but their bodies, or rather their corpses, had also been used...

"However, I made them into stone statues similar to Ultraman! This seems somewhat similar to... the Terracotta Army created by Qin Shi Huang! Could it be..."

Chu Zhu didn't know what expression to make for a moment. He rubbed his face vigorously, his expression turning serious.

"Well, that's possible. It might just be that my good brother got the inspiration from the Terracotta Army! In that case, we'll have to take extra care to protect the Terracotta Army when we get back... If it really is... it might be a powerful force that we can utilize in the future!"

Subsequently.

Chu Zhu looked at the memory again: "Could you... try a little harder on this side? See if you can get the divine position back..."

Chu Zhu felt that he should once again become the god of the nation and conquest.

The memory device frowned, thought for a moment, and then withdrew. Chu Zhu wasn't in a hurry.

After a while.

Memory Z and Memory Nuwa both walked in, but their expressions were not very good.

“...Father!” Z’s lips moved slightly: “Well...at least for now, no divine position for national conquest has been detected in the Imperial Ancestral Temple...otherwise!”

Nuwa adhered to the philosophy that silence is golden.

Chu Zhu: "..."

Is that so?
After a brief silence, he pursed his lips and said, "Never mind then...you guys keep looking!"

Watching the two leave again, Chu Zhu shook his head, a thought flashing through his mind, "Forget it, let's get my supernatural power out first..."

The power of fiction was activated at this moment, and Chu Zhu's fictional bodies condensed one by one—a brief silence followed as the original body and the fictional bodies stared at each other.

"...This is a bit outrageous!" The fictional Chu Zhu at the front muttered to himself, lowering his head and clenching his fist: "I created a fictional version of myself in the memory spirit! And it actually worked."

Chu Zhu's body remained silent.

Theoretically speaking, a memory spirit is the embodiment of the deceased's memories coming back to life, seemingly containing the soul of the deceased. Chu Zhu is still alive, so naturally she cannot transform herself into a memory spirit. However, fiction is about turning falsehood into truth, a logical flaw—so doing this is indeed consistent with the logic of fiction.

“I think I understand!” The second-ranked fictional avatar nodded, glanced at the remaining few, and yawned: “Then, I’ll go to Tianjing to find Li Min and Ao Liwen, and also Tianjing University… to collect ‘useful memories’ from them.”

"...!" As the fictional character standing in the second position left, the scene fell into a brief silence, which was then followed by everyone erupting in fury.

"That damned thing, he actually picked something easy to solve!"

"What's left... are all tough nuts to crack!"

"No... I'm going to Mount God to see Lucifer! Farewell, everyone."

In the end, only two fictitious figures remained on the scene, staring at each other in bewilderment.

"You beast! There are only two left... one is to investigate what secrets the capital still holds, and the other is..."

Another fictional avatar interrupted him: "Then I'll be in the capital!"

The last one silently watched the other escape, then glanced around and realized that he was the only one left in the scene, a mere figment of his imagination.

Finally, he stared at Chu Zhu with dead fish eyes. Chu Zhu shrugged and said indifferently, "Time to get to work!"

"Fine, fine, fine, fine..." The last one laughed, furious but not retorting. He transformed his body into a memory-bearer and vanished into thin air. "Then I'll go find Pope Fang... Damn it, a being at the pinnacle of humanity! He's just causing me trouble..."

Watching everyone leave.

Chu Zhu let out a long breath, then closed her eyes and began to organize her thoughts, pondering where to begin condensing the memory courtyard—

There are two key points to the Memory Garden! One key point is that the Apostle Memory Spirit needs to collect memories... Of course, if Chu Zhu is ruthless enough, she can also do it herself.

Collecting memory spirits is a meticulous task, and Chu Zhu has very high standards for them. Not just anyone can do it... That's why he temporarily created a fictional body to fill in.

The second key point is simply to create a special place to hold those memories.

“…Perhaps, we could consider ascending to godhood again and creating a prototype of a divine realm of memories?” Chu Zhu weighed the prototype of the divine realm he had taken out, somewhat conflicted. However, after thinking for a while, a sudden inspiration struck him, and he turned to look at the enormous jade statue of Chu Zhu himself: “…If it were him!”

"It seems like it might not be a bad idea!" "Wait, perhaps... that's why He erected such a huge statue here!"

"Did my good brother prepare this especially for me...? This is really something!"

Chu Zhu smiled silently, her gaze sharpening. The fact that the statue could hold a domain of memories was proof of its special nature. Therefore, it could naturally also hold the memory courtyard from the earlier period!
To put it bluntly, while the formation of the Memory Garden is closely related to a future breakthrough to a higher realm, Chu Zhu is currently only at the sixth realm. There's really no need to create a Sea of ​​Memories that encompasses all the memories of the entire solar system. Having a prototype now is already quite remarkable.

Then, Chu Zhu began to conduct experiments with great boldness. As for whether it would fail... it didn't matter! Even if she messed up the statue, she could just commit suicide and reset it.

Of course, during the experiment, Chu Zhu also began to experiment with condensing memory spirits—the two are not contradictory. The establishment of the memory garden and the birth of memory spirits are strongly related—this is the fundamental reason why Chu Zhu had to do so many things to condense the sixth supernatural power.

……

Tianjing.

A certain college.

On the way back to the dormitory.

Ao Liwen and Li Min walked side by side. Li Min lowered her eyes, her mood slightly somber. Ao Liwen bit her lower lip and occasionally told jokes, but Li Min only managed a forced smile to appease her.

Suddenly, their expressions changed simultaneously. They exchanged a glance, then solemnly changed direction.

In a deserted garden.

“…A-Zhu?” Li Min stared at Chu Zhu, her voice tinged with shock and doubt. The disappearance of the hidden power made her aware of the presence before her and the current situation.

Ao Liwen's eyes darted around, her mind racing with countless thoughts.

The fictional Chu Zhu didn't exchange any emotions with either of them. He slightly raised his eyelids, stared intently at Ao Liwen, and said in a tone devoid of any emotional fluctuation: "A deal!"

"!!!"

So... he came for her?
“…Please speak!” Ao Liwen forced herself to calm down.

"Use all your memories in exchange!" The fictional Chu Zhu held up a finger. "In return, I will solve the problem that's bothering you... that black dragon in Hongze Lake—you... the one I've never met, the one who wants to use you to steal your father's power over the Qiantang River and your mother's position as the Queen of the Huai River, your fiancé!"

A dead silence.

Ao Liwen's expression turned extremely serious, with a hint of hatred and pleasure: "...If that's the case, if you can really do it, then take it all... I don't care!"

Ao Liwen harbors a deep-seated hatred for the Black Dragon clan. The Black Dragon clan took advantage of their vulnerability, forcing her parents into a marriage agreement…

“But…” Ao Liwen was a little worried and said cautiously, “My memories alone probably aren’t enough to solve this problem, right? After all, that is…”

The Black Dragon of Hongze Lake! More accurately, the successor of Lord Hongze.

This contemporary successor of the North Sea Dragon Palace, one of the Four Seas Dragon Palaces, who controls the waterways of Hongze and connects the Huai River and the Yangtze River, has an extremely special identity.

Although the Four Seas Dragon Palaces do not exist in the mortal world, according to the covenant established by the founding emperor at the beginning of the dynasty, they regulate the earth's water system, ensuring favorable weather and abundant harvests, and their status is comparable to that of a prince. Only the reigning emperor has the right to reprimand the Four Seas Dragon Palaces.

Theoretically speaking, they are actually on the same level as the Regent! Therefore, even if Chu Zhu is of such high status, if he were to rush in... Ao Liwen was somewhat worried.

"That's not something you should worry about..." Chu Zhu interrupted the other person noncommittally, "If you agree, then I'll start first... Hmm?"

The fictional Chu Zhu sensed something and looked north, towards the direction of the Western Church headquarters. He suddenly smiled noncommittally: "Should I say it was unexpected, or inevitable? Never mind, it's none of my business!"

The fictional Chu Zhu body materialized and entered Ao Liwen's brain without hesitation.

"..." Li Min fell into deep thought, then her face paled in shock: "!!!"

No, you mean literally taking away my memories? Does that mean taking my brain out too?!

……

The fictional Chu Zhu solemnly extracted Lao Hu's useful memories, then jumped back and handed them over to the original body. After completing everything, she returned to headquarters for the second time.

He walked cautiously through the courtyard and eventually arrived at the prayer hall.

This ancient hall, a blend of Eastern and Western styles, remains unchanged, as if it has stood the test of time.

The Pope had his back to Chu Zhu, his hands clasped together as if he were performing some kind of prayer.

The fictional Chu Zhu was not in a hurry. She listened quietly as the Pope explained the contents of the Gospel of God. When he finished speaking, he took a deep breath and slowly turned around to look at the fictional Chu Zhu: "...I understand your purpose! I refuse it."

The Pope's words were not unexpected for Chu Zhu. In fact, those who are willing to hand over their memories to others are a very small minority in this world!

The reason Lao Hu was so quick to hand over the keys was because of Chu Zhu's special status as the Regent. Coupled with the fact that Chu Zhu had once saved Lao Hu's life... Lao Hu was clear about his grudges and gratitude. Let alone the memories, even if it were his life, after a moment of hesitation, he might be willing to give it to Chu Zhu.

"In that case, I will go and collect... the memories of the Omnipotent lineage!" The fictional Chu Zhu said calmly, "Tell me, where is the First Apostle now?"

A brief moment of dead silence.

Pope Fang's pupils contracted slightly, filled with disbelief and existential doubt. He clearly wondered if he had misheard, but his lips moved without uttering a word.

He glanced at Pope Fang again, then spoke slowly and deliberately, "Really... compared to that First Apostle who talks nonsense all the time, you and him are really not alike!"

Pope Fang lowered his eyes, a thousand words unspoken, ultimately reduced to a sigh. He gritted his teeth: "It's impossible... If you really go after that guy, it will only make things worse..."

“…You just need to tell me his location!” Chu Zhu interrupted the other person.

"..." Lowering his eyes, Pope Fang composed himself, but his answer was irrelevant: "If you can eliminate the First Apostle... then!"

At this moment, a raging fire seemed to burn in Pope Fang's eyes, and his voice became slightly hoarse: "Even if you want all my memories, I am willing!"

(End of this chapter)