If you're asked to make a TV series, then you should make a series about Collapsed Star Railway

The screen turns again.

The Amber Period, 770th year.

Xingbian became a member of the support team.

Thanks to the blessing of the Star God who opened up the universe, a group of people witnessed the magnificent scene of the Amber King building the wall.

They believe this is a divine revelation!

Therefore, they voluntarily collected various materials in the universe.

Under Fleming and Dongfang Qixing's leadership, they gradually gained pricing power and were eventually reorganized into the Interstellar Peace Corporation.

It gradually grew into the only super capital in the universe.

It controls the circulation of currency in all civilizations.

However, the company's senior management still maintains that all of this is for the great cause of Amber King.

Xing stood amidst the densely packed employees, witnessing the blurry figure on the stage delivering a passionate speech.

Something's not right, something's very wrong.

Storage and company? Holy crap, this seems like a really deep pitfall.

Isn't this capitalism?

Is capital a form of protection?

This feels like they're stealing a concept. I wonder what the current state of Interstellar Peace Corporation is like.

It's chilling. The secrets of the Iron Cosmos universe are being revealed one by one. It feels like watching a mythological epic.

The audience watched all of this.

A story that once only existed in my imagination.

After being fully presented before you.

The feeling was like slowly peeling back the alluring and mysterious veil of the Honkai Impact universe.

This thrilled them.

Simultaneously.

A deeper doubt welled up in my mind.

If the core of this simulated universe story is a global locust plague.

So why start by recounting the origin of the universe and the development of various forces?

With such doubts.

The group continued watching.

Xing once again became a scholar of the Academy of Knowledge.

The company is frustrated by the cumbersome and inconvenient process of communicating with the universe.

Therefore, it is hoped that the Broad Knowledge Society can solve this problem.

But no matter how much research scholars did, they couldn't come up with a solution.

Until one day, they saw Elijah Salas's ingenious invention.

Synesthetic beacons and long-range remote sensing.

It can directly read thought patterns and bypass the language translation module.

A system that can communicate in real time, regardless of space and time.

Moreover, Elijah Salas was a genius who was most willing to help others. The Academy of Knowledge tried out the technology for free and adapted it.

Until this time.

The voice of the Black Tower appeared.

"The surprises from the simulation of the universe far exceeded our imagination."

"The Elijah Salas incident not only solved the problem of interstellar communication, but more importantly..."

"He overturned the theories of Zandal, the creator of the Abhisambhava."

"Zandar believes that the universe is a tree of imaginary numbers, and each galaxy is a leaf."

"But Salas's technology is based on quantum technology, which some call the quantum sea."

Xing was bewildered: "Black Tower, this opening is way too long. I just want to enjoy the battle, okay?"

Black Tower scoffed: "That's how the simulated universe works; you won't know unless you simulate it."

"We cannot, and do not want to, control the deduction of the simulated universe."

"This technology is the result of simulating the universe's own deductions after we input various data."

"If the simulated universe shows these images, then it means that the simulated universe believes that these images and developments are closely related to the locust plague."

After saying that, he disappeared.

Xing was left completely bewildered.

There was nowhere to put the baseball bat in his hand.

These guys from the genius club are terrifying; they're incredibly capable of simulating the universe.

Holy crap, this is getting really brain-teasing.

Are these things related to the locust plague? In what way are they related?

I feel like we're about to get into some really complex philosophical concepts again.

The depth of the Iron Collapse is getting more and more amazing.

Calling on Professor Ladio for backup!

Stop calling! Professor Ladio went to Mihoyo for a job interview and has already been accepted into the Erudite Society.

:ah?

Mind-bending viewers.

I don't understand it yet.

However, in the screening room...

Many intelligent people have already frowned and begun to ponder.

The final scene appears.

This is an extremely abstract scene.

Many planets are connected.

A series of grand and magnificent sounds emanated from these planets.

Ultimately, they merged into one.

It transformed into an epic, magnificent, and breathtaking hymn.

The pipe organ, strings, and uniform human voices formed a choir.

These planets streaked past one by one.

Countless threads intertwine, stretching all the way to the ends of the universe.

Ultimately, all of this was summarized and collected in a sphere.

On this immeasurable cosmic scale.

Clad in a white robe, the star god, whose entire body is composed of gold and white, is spreading his arms to embrace this universe.

Threads emerged from His joints and disappeared into the void beyond the screen.

Order·Taiyi.

He listened to the hymns.

The colossal mother that emerged from nothingness beside him gazed intently at this orderly universe.

Until the originally grand and beautiful hymn suddenly changed its tune for a moment.

The sudden change in tone transformed what was originally a hymn into a lament for the end of the world.

Although it's just two rhythms.

But Taiyi whispered in his ear.

It was as if they were conversing with something that didn't exist.

This is the first time.

The crowd witnessed the Star God under realistic special effects.

The many galaxies bound within the sphere.

And this magnificent body, filled with 717 full 29 sacred 119.

This has already exceeded the limits of what the human brain can experience and know.

This composition.

The sacredness of it gave the audience a chill.

Those countless galaxies, in Taiyi's hands, were like puppets on strings.

The audience couldn't help but let their thoughts wander.

I put myself in their shoes.

Substitute it into these galaxies.

As inhabitants of these worlds.

How were they able to see the whole picture of the One?

Or perhaps, while praising and lauding the poem, one might catch a glimpse of it occasionally.

Do you see those threads, or eyes gazing upon the entire universe?