Alchemy Principles of Type-Moon World

"The universe has now regained a reverse entropy value, a value called negative infinity, and thermodynamic time will be reversed until it crosses the origin," ORT said slowly. "This entropy value is the final possibility. Jehovah uses it as the phenomenon of the universe crossing the origin. At this point, we have completely lost reality—"

Its head lowered slightly, as if recalling that moment. The surrounding blue-green light seemed to ripple slightly as it spoke. Its eight crystalline legs trembled slightly, each slight movement creating tiny waves of light in the air.

"—The steady state of the eternal universe can only last for a moment. After crossing this origin, finite events will be repeated over and over again in this closed space."

"God loves the world. That's how your culture describes Him," ORT said slowly, his voice devoid of urgency or excitement, as if recounting an ancient legend with a calm, rational air. "He loves us, and therefore cannot bear to see us completely transformed into frozen amber, trapped in eternal immutability. Therefore, His love reshapes this universe—"

It paused briefly, its eight crystalline legs slightly adjusting their positions, making a few subtle noises. In the silent air, only the low rumble and the faint sound of flowing energy filled the air, as if the entire space was quietly shifting in response to ORT's words.

"—But it only slightly expanded the cell that held us captive. In exchange, we forever lost the dignity known as reality," ORT continued. It slowly lowered its head and chest, as if contemplating its own words. Its silvery-white metallic sheen reflected waves of light, illuminating the mirror-like floor.

Xing Qingyu stood there quietly, his eyes never leaving ORT, pondering the meaning of his words. ORT's voice still echoed in the valley, clear and steady.

"As real individuals, we are imprisoned by eternal immutability; as historical bubbles, we revolve around in finite phenomena," ORT's voice sounded again. "We, the lives and the intellectuals, are so greedy. As the former, we long to become the latter, while as the latter, we miss the former."

Its tone was gentle, yet it revealed an undeniable helplessness. As it spoke, its body twisted slightly, sending a small ball of light scattering through the air like shattered stardust.

"If we pick small stars, we will get small happiness." ORT suddenly said a sentence that Xing Qingqi knew well. Its tone suddenly became more relaxed, as if it was pondering some familiar words. "If we pick big stars, we will get great wealth..."

"...If you can pick both, you will receive eternal wishes." Xing Qingqiu softly took over ORT's words, "Wait, this sentence is..."

"...that's the feeling you once expressed after hearing all this," ORT's voice remained calm, as if all this had already happened in its memory. "But we did indeed acquire what's known as great wealth—"

Its head tilted slightly, as if in recollection, and the light flickered across its cephalothorax, casting curved halos of light.

"—He bestowed upon us, sentient beings, the mysteries and the power to perform miracles." ORT's voice was indifferent, as if he was recounting a matter-of-fact history.

Xing Qingqi frowned slightly, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes. "Wait, you mean, the original universe had no mysteries?!" He suddenly grasped the implicit meaning in ORT's words and asked.

ORT's body trembled slightly, its silver metallic sheen shifting subtly in the light and shadow. "Mystery is a gift from the Spiritual Lord, and our eternal, unchanging, reincarnating universe is His love." Its voice was calm, as if answering a preordained question. "And that is precisely what is happening—"

It gently turned its huge head, its gaze fixed on the crystal forest in the distance.

"——Mystery can never interfere with Wu Yi, Qi Zao, Scarangqi Liu's eternal cycle, and His gifts cannot interfere with His love." ORT's tone became even deeper, and the faint light flowed on its body, as if it had merged with time.

It paused slightly, as if giving Xing Qingjiu more time to think. The air around him seemed to grow quieter with its pause, with only the occasional flicker of light between distant leaves moving silently.

"This is the first story." ORT's voice was like a sigh of relief, filled with an indescribable sense of relief. It stood there, its massive form blending seamlessly into the tranquil crystal valley, as if time had frozen in time.

"So... I, or another outsider, should have said the latter part as well, right?" Xing Qingyu asked suddenly, as if he had suddenly thought of something. "If you can pick both, you will get the eternal wish."

"Yes," ORT replied, "If we can pick both, then we will have eternal wishes—"

"—Let us regain reality and once again possess countless phenomena and countless possibilities."

"It's a pity we can't do it ourselves. We can only get one of the stars," ORT continued. "We can either completely perish as our real selves, or wander around in the past as a historical bubble."

"Because we cannot bear the sin of plucking the stars," ORT paused and continued, "and only you can bear this original sin for us."

"...Why do I feel like I can understand each word individually, but when they're put together, I don't understand them?"

"Hmm...let me sort out my memories," ORT said after a pause. "Let me tell you another story, and maybe you'll understand."

"Then why don't you tell me quickly?" Xing Qingyu was a little overwhelmed. He suddenly found that the big crystal spider in front of him seemed to have some evil taste.

"Don't worry, don't worry. After all, after so many reincarnations, even for me, it would take a while to retrieve my earliest memories," ORT responded slowly. "The lifespan of the universe is so long, there's no need to rush."

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Suddenly I feel that the image of the sin of picking stars is particularly appropriate here (

What's the point of eternal reincarnation? I have to protect myself because I'm fragile...

Jehovah, you are a banana!

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Volume 73: Symbiotic Relationships: . Picking Stars is the Forgiveness of Sins

Time slipped quietly by, and the valley's sky gradually took on a warm hue. The clear blue sky slowly transitioned to orange, outlining the vibrant sunset glow. A warm tranquility permeated the air. Crystalline tree shadows in the distance swayed in the breeze, the gentle rustle of wind blending with the soft, clashing sound of crystals, as if nature were whispering a song to this mysterious land.

ORT's body trembled slightly, emitting a low yet melodious sound, like the chime of a bell echoing through an empty valley. Its massive, disc-shaped head slowly rotated, refracting light and casting intricate patterns on the surrounding ground. Then, ORT lazily stretched its massive body, and its eight crystal legs gently moved, making crisp, melodious sounds as if jade were striking against each other.

"Sorry," ORT's voice broke the momentary silence, its tone surprisingly light and teasing. "This newly evolved organ is still a little unskilled in processing cultural information." Its silvery-white metallic luster was even more dazzling against the backdrop of the setting sun. The dark patterns on its head flickered slightly, as if rhythmically organizing some complex data. "I briefly compared the names of people in your culture—"

"—After all," ORT lowered his head slightly, his massive head reflecting a golden-red light, like a mirror reflecting the past and the future, "this story takes place on your Earth."

Enveloped in a warm orange glow, the light in the valley gradually softened and shimmered. The afterglow of the setting sun filtered through the crystallized branches and leaves, casting dreamy beams of light. Mottled shadows drifted across the ground, silently telling the story of this land's past. The ORT crouched quietly, its massive head and chest tilted slightly, as if listening to some distant echo.

"After Jehovah reshaped the universe with His love, He did not abandon us. His gaze has always remained on this universe," ORT's voice slowly rose, with an elusive calmness and solemnity. "Among so many civilizations in the universe, for some reason, He favors you—"

The huge crystal legs moved slightly, making a low and crisp sound again.

"--So, among your Earth primates, there are always some individuals who are favored by Him." ORT's words were filled with deep thought, as if he was still puzzled by this phenomenon.

"Huh? That's another explanation?" Xing Qingfeng was stunned, and subconsciously complained. He raised his hand to rub his forehead, his gaze drifting to the crystal forest in the distance, stained by golden light. "Uh... I mean... what's so special about humans? And you say they have a preference, but the legend that sticks with me the most is the legend of him sending a flood that wiped out everyone—"

"——Is this considered partiality?"

"Then his love is really hard to bear." Xing Qingyu stretched out his hand and pulled his collar and said.

ORT shifted slightly, its crystal legs tapping the ground lightly, producing another crisp sound. Its tone was thoughtful, "However, those favored by Him are mostly inclined towards the emotional side of the Intellectual Body. They have felt His love, heard His voice—"

"—He just watched his favorite individuals go through the same fate over and over again." ORT's words were filled with a hint of melancholy, as if he was describing a certain known helplessness.

"I don't quite understand," Xing Qingqi said, "Can this behavior be called... partiality?"

"His love is indeed like this," ORT paused, "He clearly loves the world, so why is He unwilling to interfere, and instead watches over and over again—"

"—Perhaps we are unable to understand His love."

A bright light flashed on the surface of the ORT's disc. Then, a hint of relief appeared in its tone, bringing the topic back to the starting point: "It seems we've strayed a bit. Among those whom He loves, there is a very special existence—"

“—He is the only intelligent being in this universe who understands the foundational work left by Jehovah.”

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually dyed the sky a deep orange. Crystal-like plant leaves swayed gently in the breeze, casting dappled light and shadow through the gaps between them. A faint metallic scent hung in the air, as if even nature was oppressed by this heavy conversation. Xing Qingqiu stood in the clearing where light and shadow intertwined, his arms folded over his chest, his brow slightly furrowed, his gaze alternately gazing into the distance, and then returning his gaze to the silent ORT.

"What?" Xing Qingqiu asked subconsciously, a hint of confusion and surprise in his tone, as if he had been suddenly pulled from the silence into a vortex he couldn't fully understand. His eyes widened slightly, as if his thoughts were interrupted in that moment, his consciousness still trying to grasp the deeper meaning behind the words just now.

"I don't know, but the one who claims to have been entrusted by the Master to discover His laws, uncover His mysteries, and prove His existence." ORT stretched lazily, its blue-green crystal legs scraping lightly against the ground, making a rustling sound. Its voice remained calm, but its words carried an undeniable weight, as if it were recounting an unchangeable fate.

"And after countless cycles——"

"—That intelligent being, claiming to be entrusted by Jehovah, has decided to betray the Lord's love."

"What do you mean?"

ORT's head turned gently, the surface of the disk reflecting the distant sky like a mirror, and its words continued to float, "He did not know how, but he reversed Jehovah's love. He also dialed the last event number, but that last event number is the final moment leading to the extinction of the universe. The universe will also regain a new entropy value—"

“——But that entropy value is positive infinity.” ORT’s words fell slowly.

"Wait, how is this done..." Xing Qingqi frowned, his voice filled with urgency, "Positive and negative infinity is completely in the number axis, wait..."

"...In set theory, the directionality of an infinite set does not affect the magnitude of its cardinality." He paused, as if realizing something. "It is possible to construct a bijection, and infinite extension does not affect the cardinality..."

"As long as a bijection can be constructed, the positive and negative infinity directions of an infinite set will be considered equivalent." ORT's tone was full of certainty. "And with this, he betrayed the Lord's love and reversed the eternal cycle—"

"—and when we reach this final, apocalyptic moment, we will also regain the reality we had long lost."

"You all have no objections?" Xing Qingyu suddenly said, "This is equivalent to taking all of you to death."

"What you said," ORT smiled helplessly, his voice still as calm as ever, "He didn't even ask for our opinions at all—"

As it spoke, Xing Qingyu finally felt an inexplicable silence spreading in the air. The blue crystals around him seemed to become deeper at this moment, and light and shadows danced on their surfaces, as if responding to this complex situation.

"—And when the final event arrives, the entire sequence of events will completely collapse," ORT continued, his voice becoming even deeper. "At that time, everyone who can reach this event will be free."

"For sentient beings still in the sequence of events, we have no reality, and they cannot reach the final state." ORT's voice was flat and calm. "So for sentient beings unable to reach the final state, reaching this point may be death."

"But for those of us who have reached the final phenomenon, there is an eternity with endless phenomena and an endless future—"

"—Perhaps this final phenomenon will always exist, but for us, still within the sequence of events, it has no reality." ORT's tone was thoughtful, and the crystal body swayed slightly. "After all, once it appears, it will be out of the sequence of events. We can't observe it within the sequence of events, so we can only deduce it based on the existing content."

Xing Qingqiu gently pressed his fingers to his forehead, trying to clear his mind. A look of realization crossed his face. "So... you didn't try to stop that person?" He finally spoke, his tone hinting at a hint of suspicion, but he didn't point it out directly.

"Uh... after he understood the foundation of Jehovah's legacy..." ORT's voice suddenly trailed off, a hint of barely perceptible embarrassment lingering. "We couldn't handle him."

"The Lord God placed the man in the Garden of Eden to tend it and keep it," ORT pondered for a moment, quoted a Bible verse, and slowly said, "As long as he was in the Garden of Eden, he was exercising authority on behalf of the Lord God."

"You mean," Xing Qingqi blurted out, "that the final event is the Garden of Eden?"

Time slowly passed in the silent air, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled between them, the orange of the sky gradually seeping into the deep blue, reflecting on ORT's crystal-like body. It spoke quietly and slowly:

"Well, he showed us the way to the Garden of Eden, and because of his existence, the Garden of Eden has reality in this universe—"

"—In other words, originally, after the phenomena of the universe were exhausted, those of us who could reach the last phenomenon would enter the Garden of Eden and enjoy the peace of that paradise."

"And those who cannot reach the last phenomenon will disappear with the passing of the universe." It added slowly, the tone did not change, but every word was filled with a sense of helplessness of fate.

"For individuals who originally had no reality, what difference does their passing make between the past and the present? And individuals who once possessed reality will naturally reach the final event, thereby regaining reality and being saved—"

"—This is the method that the person who claimed to be entrusted by God initially chose to save the universe."

Xing Qingyu lowered his head and remained silent for a moment. The scene before him remained unchanged. The setting sun stretched the shadows of the two people very long, as if pulling on a thread of history.

Suddenly, Xing Qingqiu muttered to himself, "No one cares about the victims of the banana company massacre. We can't even say their names." His words were filled with a subtle sadness. "But I think there must be someone who cares about them. If no one cares about them..."

He paused, his eyes a little blurry, as if looking at some distant corner of the building, and continued, "...I care about these things."

ORT didn't rush to respond, but continued slowly, "God loves the world, so He didn't choose this method. He truly loves every single person." ORT's tone grew calmer. "So, in His mercy, He chose this method. He left behind a way for all people to live equally, and a way for only individuals to have true freedom—"

“—He gave us the right to choose, and the only one who understood Him chose to give up one part in order to truly save the other.”

ORT paused, as if giving Xing Qingfeng some time to digest all these profound words.

"That is, to discover His rules, uncover His mysteries, and prove His existence."

Xing Qingqiu raised his head slightly and looked into the distance. The sunset in the distance had gradually faded, and night began to fall quietly. Everything around him seemed to be getting quieter. His thoughts were still spinning rapidly in his mind, and his voice suddenly rang out:

"But there's a question. I'm an outsider, so I'm also not part of this sequence of events, right?"

"That's right," ORT replied simply, his tone somewhat relaxed. "If that were the case, I wouldn't have met you...or you so many times."

Xing Qingqi raised his eyebrows slightly and said softly, "And this just proves that the universe is still in a cycle, right?"

"Well, that person ultimately didn't choose that path." ORT's tone became somewhat complicated, as if mingled with some unspoken emotion. "Was it because of that person's mercy? Or was it because of some extremely small possibility that emerged? Anyway—"

It paused, and looked at Xing Qingqi with a deep gaze: "—Your visit to this universe has given us greater hope."

An indescribable premonition welled up in Xing Qingyu's heart. His eyes gradually became clearer.

"I think I know who that man is," he murmured. "Isaac Newton, isn't it?"

ORT was stunned for a moment, then smiled as if suddenly realizing something. "Thank you for helping me correct my cultural understanding. Now I can finally identify a person's name." Its voice was filled with a rare sense of ease. "That's him, Isaac Newton, a primate from your Earth."

"This is the second story," ORT sighed and said, "This universe is inherently flawed. All living things in this universe bear original sin—"

"—Until a miracle, a star-picker, that is, you, appeared, giving us the possibility of escaping this original sin."

"Picking the stars is the forgiveness of sin, and you are the intellectual being that bears this original sin for us."

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At the beginning, Wanli Da Tianzun believed that only geniuses needed to communicate, which corresponds to his previous belief that only those who once possessed the real fourth level needed to be saved. I think this is in line with his temper. He could not accept a life of compromise and without dignity.

But the premise of these is that there are really only these two options (

Basically, it can be said that most of the settings of the "Entropy Paradise" were borrowed (copied), but many changes were made because I don't like to copy directly (

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"Is it really the teacher..." Xing Qingyu whispered to himself.

"Teacher? Are you referring to Isaac Newton?" ORT repeated Xing Qingqi's words with some confusion, and the gently trembling light reflected a faint glow in the crystals in its body.

"Yes, it's him." Xing Qingfu confirmed, with a hint of nostalgia and doubt in his eyes.

"I see, that's how it is this time." ORT nodded, his voice lamenting with some meaning, "Another different possibility."

Xing Qingyu frowned and looked at ORT in confusion: "What do you mean?"

"Nothing, nothing important." ORT said lightly, as if he was too lazy to explain further. "Where were we just now? Oh, I remember--"

It paused, as if trying to find a suitable carrier for its thoughts.

"—Your visit to this universe gives us greater hope."

Xing Qingyu did not answer, but just listened quietly.

"You, or rather, you, are an event that doesn't belong to this universe's sequence of events. Once inserted into the original sequence, new possibilities will emerge," ORT explained slowly. "Then, we have a new choice—"

"--If ordinary universes can have the possibility of mastering the continuation of cosmic life and constantly acquiring new phenomena, then why can't we do the same?"

"Our universe is inherently flawed, and all of our intellect is burdened with original sin." ORT continued, his voice light and steady. "The number of phenomena is so small that even after exhausting them completely, that extremely vague possibility never emerged—"