Starry Sky Railway: No one understands the Amber King better than me.

The next moment, a handsome young man appeared.

"This...this is..."

Upon seeing this familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar figure, Lin Yuan was momentarily speechless.

Computers, desks, and cozy houses are all sketched out.

The young man stood in the center, surrounded by several blurry figures. Just as Lin Yuan was trying his best to make out their faces...

"Crack, crack crack..."

The crystal prism suddenly shattered and broke apart.

"Do not--"

Lin Yuan roared, but the prisms shattered even faster, and soon only Lin Yuan's memories of when he first arrived in this world remained. Everything else was submerged by the surging mist.

A deathly silence fell as Lin Yuan stared blankly at the fragments before him.

Until the system's voice rang in my ears again.

"Host, please activate your destiny star as soon as possible and make a choice. The intervention of this world is increasing, and the existing imaginary energy cannot support it for long."

"damn it!"

An angry expression flashed across Lin Yuan's face, but his expression quickly turned cold again.

As his consciousness quickly withdrew from the past, he turned to look at the road ahead.

The past is the sum of all his past causes and memories, and it is also the fuel and foundation for a person to move towards the future.

When Lin Yuan first arrived here, he already knew what choice he had to make.

His past experiences outlined his path, and at the apex of that path, the trait known as [Refining the Void and Tribulating the Sun] will illuminate his future path.

Lin Yuan could still recall the system's description of this trait:

I see all emptiness, and all emptiness sees me.

As a growth-oriented trait, it possesses the authority to suppress and refine other forces.

Whether it is the power of destiny, the energy of simple imaginary numbers, or other higher-level powers, as long as the rank is high enough, he can exert authority over it.

With this, he was confident he could deal with any enemy he faced in the future.

If one day, after refining the endless energy of the universe, the Heavenly Sun of the Void Tribulation will one day illuminate the entire universe.

This is Lin Yuan's vision, and it is also his future.

At this moment, as Lin Yuan's thoughts coalesced, the path to the future became noticeably clearer.

A light gradually appeared on the gray star of destiny, and the phantom of a sun was slowly imprinted on it.

"Host, please confirm the choice you are about to make. When you have the right to make a choice, do not let yourself regret it."

The system's notification sounded at the appropriate time.

"Don't... regret it?"

Lin Yuan repeated it, then suddenly looked up instinctively.

On the road ahead, which was becoming clearer, prisms began to slowly condense.

"This is... Could it be that I can glimpse a corner of the future?"

Thinking of the memories that had just passed, Lin Yuan felt a surge of joy.

If he could truly foresee the future, he could prepare in advance.

Lin Yuan stared intently at the first prism.

Act One: Lin Yuan saw a flash of purplish-gold light, which was then engulfed by endlessly growing tentacles. As the view gradually zoomed out, the true form of the tentacle was revealed: it was a tongue protruding from a gigantic, gaping mouth.

What's even more terrifying is that the owner of this gigantic maw is actually a planet. Countless polymers writhe on it, and upon closer inspection, each writhing vein-like fiber reveals a hideous human face.

Those faces writhing and twitching formed the hungry expression of the entire living planet, its gaze already fixed on the stars.

"Is this the likely fate that will befall Planet Sith now?"

Lin Yuan's gaze was somewhat solemn. If he couldn't find the answer here, this could very well be his fate.

"Let's look at the others."

Lin Yuan's gaze fell on the second prism.

Act Two: Lin Yuan's figure stands tall in the sky, the blazing sun radiating a warm glow that illuminates everyone and everything. The shattered sky has been restored to its original state, and everything is beginning to return to normal.

"Has this been a success?"

Lin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time felt somewhat invigorated. But the scene continued.

Beneath this bright sky, a striking phenomenon suddenly appeared. In the distant horizon, a bright shooting star slowly emerged.

Following Lin Yuan's gaze in the scene, the perspective shifts to the ground.

On the ravaged earth, Su Shuyan, with her white hair flowing, gazed at the sky and looked at Lin Yuan, seemingly saying something.

"Tsk, could this be [Hunter's] Light Arrow? Another bad ending?"

Lin Yuan's gaze continued to the next prism.

Act Three: A colossal, purplish-gold sun hangs in the pitch-black sky, while a smaller moon suddenly appears beside it. A giant emoji appears on the moon, its expression constantly shifting, sometimes comical, sometimes sweating.

Soon, a funny smiling face appeared on the Refining Void Tribulation Sun, and then the sun suddenly exploded.

"........."

Act Four: A female phantom with three faces, her body transformed into a galaxy, appears, and the place where Lin Yuan is located melts into a seven-colored glow along with the entire starry sea.

Act Five: As the anti-intellectual function operates, Lin Yuan, along with the universe, is destroyed by the torrent of imaginary energy.

"So, my future is just a series of predetermined deaths?"

After a moment, Lin Yuan muttered to himself, his face looking rather grim.

.............

Just as Lin Yuan was peering into the future on the path of destiny.

One day, in a place far beyond our reach, in the pitch-black space, a huge silhouette emerged.

In the dim light, the metal and mechanical elements outlined the shape of the head.

In this silence that has remained unchanged for countless years, a red light shone from one side of the head.

The logic of the solution and the ripples of thought began to intertwine and resonate, condensing into a simple character.

"?"

...........

Chapter 139 Cornerstone

Is there an end to knowledge? Is there a limit to wisdom?

Whether this problem has been solved in the endless search for a solution is a question.

However, in the process of finding the solution, He brought a circle to this universe called "knowledge".

Some see it as the darkest prison that envelops the universe, while others tirelessly strive to maintain it.

These people may or may not know this; it is simply His answer to a question.

This is a question that has already been answered: the universe has an end.

A monster called "The End" is anchored to a predetermined ending.

If we compare time to a flowing river, you can create huge waves in it, or you can dig open the banks to draw out tributaries, but its direction is certain.

All rivers converge, and eventually they will flow into the ocean called the "End".

How ridiculous! This is not a world where everything is predetermined, but it does have a predetermined ending.

Regarding the answer to this question, all wisdom that knows of its existence has its own ideas.

Meanwhile, the idea of ​​the Star God of Wisdom, the Venerable One, has already begun to seek a solution.

Question: If you knew that something bad was destined to happen, what choice would you make?

Answer: I will calculate all the possibilities, eliminate unreasonable methods, and choose the most advantageous path to reach that outcome.

Thus, an observer appeared in the chaotic future.

First, He anchored all the constants in the universe, and all natural existence will move forward according to His will.

Over time, the river of time became more docile, and the dikes on both banks were noticeably reinforced.

Although it may sometimes be turbulent, the main body of the river is still able to steadily roll forward along its predetermined course.

But sometimes, other forces stir the river, creating towering waves. Some even tear apart the dikes, creating entirely new tributaries.

In this situation, the observer begins to mark the [moment].

The moment cannot be defied; the moment will surely come to pass.

The breached river was blocked, and the stray waves returned to the river.

All the rivers, anchored by the observer, converge into a vast river, surging forward.

But just now, the river has changed again.

It's not that a tributary has appeared, nor that a giant wave has shaken the embankment. Rather, the clear future that was once anchored by the keen observer has now begun to become chaotic again.

"A variable?"

The red light flickered intermittently, and a new problem arose.

Soon, having reached some unknown conclusion, He raised the question again.

"An answer?"

The light slowly began to stagnate, and the calculations ceased once more.

Conclusion: An error.

In the rushing river, waves splash up, and each drop represents a possibility.