Collapse, survive

The Milky Way is too small.

Not only the solar system's universe, but also the Milky Way, is now in the middle to late stages of cosmic destruction. The universe has been shrinking by countless times and will come to an end at the end of the Amber Period.

The speed of light has a limit. The starry sky that people see is a scene from trillions of light-years ago. Moreover, there is the imaginary tree that forms the structure of the Milky Way, filled with mysterious and unpredictable imaginary energy that isolates one galaxy after another. Even light cannot move an inch in this energy.

The universe has probably collapsed long ago. Now, it is supported by imaginary energy, and only 'worlds within the boundaries' remain. The outside is just an empty shell and a phantom.

Fang Jie, seemingly unconcerned, reached into his robes in front of Durandal and pulled out a stack of... well, plan documents that should have been completely unwritten, from Theresa's bosom. He presented them to Durandal page by page, revealing a sixteen-page assassination plan.

The list above includes countless possibilities: ambushing him at St. Freya Academy, launching a surprise attack in Oceania, destroying him in Abyss City... killing him anywhere.

Using every means possible was a preparation made by the combined forces of the various nations under the mandate of Heaven for Fang Jie.

Durandal stared blankly as the plan prepared for him was revealed. It was meticulous, thorough, and almost flawless; at least, she couldn't resist it.

And even she was unaware that she had originally been labeled a 'Fang Jie Killer'.

"What's this?"

"Otto's trick."

Fang Jie was not surprised at all. Fate always had to do something to make people feel protected and to constantly shape his image in a preconceived way, thus holding hostages hostage.

Otherwise, do you really think that Fang Jie's previous actions were to dismantle La Theresa's armor?

It was just a cover.

As for why I'm only looking at these things now...

Do not ask.

“I rarely look to the future; I prefer to look to the past. From this position, I can read events like a book, identifying the key moments and variables in the story.”

"Durandal, the first step to becoming a hero is to look back carefully at the past, the path we have taken, identify the destabilizing factors, determine who the troublemakers are, and eliminate them."

"There is no need to show mercy to the enemy, and it is important to see clearly who the enemy is."

Durandal regained her composure and stopped embracing Fang Jie; after all, they weren't friends.

“You’re going to kill the bishop; that will cause chaos.”

Fang Jie, holding Theresa in his arms, asked softly and slowly, "If one day, the power in your hands could kill Otto, but the price would be the complete destruction of Schicksal, what would you do?"

"I……"

Durandal opened her mouth, about to utter the answer, but then stopped abruptly.

As time was running out, Fang Jie extended the hand she had let go of toward Siegfried.

"!"

His human anchor was still relatively stable, and he did not intend to continue expanding his life. He mixed in the light of amber to complete the wall-building, bringing the virtual tree passage under complete control.

The Cocoon will remain unchanged until a new Herrscher is born.

And, instead of hugging his future father-in-law, he simply asked, "Do you know him?"

"..."

Durandal breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, a fool's mind shouldn't be so crooked. Unfortunately, she had Rita by her side, who was truly a sinner, her seductive aura especially sinful.

Although her figure is not as good as Durandal's, her temperament is completely different.

“I know him, Siegfried Kaslana, the Fated One… wanted criminal, and also…”

A cold emotion rose within her, freezing her voice.

Her voice faltered, and she fell silent, unwilling to utter the name that subconsciously brought her sadness.

“I could have killed Otto long ago, but I didn’t, because I probably wasn’t the most qualified to kill him.”

Fang Jie never concealed his murderous intent towards Otto. "Now, Durandal, I hand over the power to decide his fate to you."

"As for the reasons and justifications, you need to see for yourself."

Fang Jie reached out and patted Siegfried's shoulder, letting him go. This husband and father, who once unleashed the Heavenly Flame to shatter the imaginary space of Sirin, was now motionless like a piece of wood.

Not everyone can confront the primal form of the power of imaginary numbers; it is beyond their reach. In this vast singularity where imaginary numbers converge, only those with a will and power comparable to the world can face the surging torrent.

Fu Hua had few friends, and the heroes could not entrust more to their successors; that was the reason.

Strength is qualification.

"The first step to becoming a hero is to take a good look at the world."

Fang Jie rescued Walter again, and Kevin Rulai no longer needed him to dredge the nest. Fang Jie missed the good opportunity for Uncle Yang to teach him sit-ups.

Thinking this way didn't stop him from talking to Durandal: "When I first saw you, I knew your life was destined to be devoid of that kind of luxurious freedom."

"Friend or foe, I won't give you the latter."

"Kiana."

Durandal initially thought he was talking to her...

Kiana?

An inexplicable, offensive, and stinging anger.

Heartbreaking pain.

"The first step to seeing the world clearly begins with your real name, Durandal. Your real name is Kiana. You were once the daughter of Siegfried and Cecilia. Theresa is your aunt, and you are also an experiment in Otto's hands."

Fang Jie grabbed Walter and headed towards the high sky above the Eye of the Abyss. The twilight rain stopped, revealing a celestial body that resembled a vortex, where the imaginary singularity pulled the subspace collapse energy to form a surging 'tide'.

The entire virtual tree passageway of the Earth has been moved here, and the primordial collapse energy from the outside world will be reprocessed here...

Having almost exhausted his strength, Fang Jie completed the project, envisioning the fantastical wonder of the Immortal Boat Grotto Heaven.

"Kiana, if you can't remember, then ask the right person."

I regret it, Kiana, that I still hurt you so directly. This name seems to have always been associated with misfortune. Whether you lose or gain, something is destined to be destroyed—perhaps the world, perhaps yourself.

In the silence, the rain seemed to freeze in the sky, as if flowing backwards.

Fang Jie walked forward step by step, no longer looking at her, turned around and left, taking those who were not yet qualified to set foot there away from the imaginary singularity force field, and also away from the constraints of the intrinsic world under the imaginary tree on him.

Therefore, the person who can communicate normally with him is actually terrifying. She might be able to break through his blockade and become the Herrscher of the End in an instant.

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Chapter Ninety-One: Walter's Flame-Passing Scene.

"Uncle Yang, open your eyes. Are you still trying to pretend to be unconscious and ambush me when I pass by?"

Fang Jie has mastered a hundred tricks for beating up Walter, paying particular attention to his various little movements, otherwise...

I'll slap him so hard he'll kneel down. How embarrassing will that be when I get back?

"Perhaps I will die wounded in the back, withering away in the soil of a foreign land, killed by youthful impetuosity, but that is not now, not here."

Walter remained silent, then quietly opened his eyes. He began to believe that Fang Jie was indeed someone he knew very well, because Fang Jie knew him very well.

So immature!

They're either friends or enemies.

Before him lay a new 'world,' with countless layers of space spreading out like a tree, its roots in the magnificent spectacle of imaginary numbers, and he was situated on one of its 'leaf'.

"The warmth of the sun."

"The feel of a gentle breeze."

"The fragrance of flowers and grass".

"Where is this? It's truly terrifying."

Compared to Fang Jie who relies on 'artificial stigmata', Welt is the true Herrscher of Reason. He gazes at everything in this space, his expression gradually turning fanatical and fearful.

Because this is the physical manifestation of the 'knowledge space' that he can understand now, Fang Jie has deposited all his knowledge here, including even a piece of amber that resembles a divine body.

Of course, it can't compare to the genuine article, which is almost impossible to analyze, but it is still an excellent casting material. The calculus was taken from the tree of imaginary numbers, mixed with the light of amber, and shaped into a base stone.

If we had to name it, we could call it calcite.

This is not difficult. Just as the concept of preservation has another expression in Belleberg, calcite can also be recast to the light that comes from all things. When combined with water, it becomes a slurry, and when in contact with air, it hardens into a solid. Every planet has its own unique preservation casting material.

So, Walter can understand it, and he can't understand it.

"Incredible, incredible! What kind of substance is this?"

"A perfect structural proportion, containing the entire composition of matter in the universe, a super periodic table!"

"This substance possesses extraordinary properties!"

"Beyond Soul Steel nanoscale machinery, it can be directly used to bear Honkai energy, a material we've always dreamed of... wait, this microstructure... an ultra-miniature space collider!"

"Couldn't this substance be used to create space collisions?"

He probably abandoned his plan to ambush Fang Jie.

He began to absorb the knowledge of the solution and transform it into power; the Herrscher of Reason was such an existence, and then he fell into fanaticism.

Fang Jie shook his head: "Is it possible that this substance is more suitable for constructing an ether anchor, stabilizing the world bubble, and strengthening the intrinsic world?"

Instead of focusing on spacequakes and such, you should stop thinking about building weapons and instead develop civilian technologies.

I've thought of almost all the military-grade ones.

"..."

Walter adjusted his glasses and looked at Fang Jie: "A reality anchor?"

"It can be. Bearing Honkai energy is only a tiny part of its many functions. When I was casting it, I also hoped that it could stabilize the intersection of the Imaginary Tree and the Quantum Sea. Otherwise, it wouldn't be considered sturdy. I searched the entire solar system and found that only ether-like anchor materials could do the job."

Like the Hyperion, the real Hyperion.

In other words, this spectacle is a manifestation of the power of calculus, possessing the essence of interfering with the workings of the world. At the intersection of the Tree of Imaginary Numbers and the Sea of ​​Quanta, that is, the intrinsic world, it occupies the end of the cocoon.

Fang Jie has exhausted his strength for this, and he may not be able to withstand Walter's sneak attack. He might accidentally knock Walter to his knees, resulting in a terrible end.

The values ​​are written like this.

Walter was somewhat moved, and his expression was complicated.

"What will our world become? Will it be reduced to a lower dimension by you, where reality and illusion intertwine, and everything becomes like a dream?"

He truly understood part of it, which is why he feared that kind of future.

A world that is no longer materialistic, but idealistic.

Only what Fang Jie acknowledges is reality; otherwise, it is illusion. The past will be reshaped, and the future... how can we determine what the present is?

Where will people, who are unknowingly shrouded in shadow, go next?

To use an analogy, it's like 'The Matrix,' except Fang Jie doesn't even need biological batteries; he can easily cybernetize the entire world and enter a virtual world.

Walter came with determination, but before the battle even began, it was already over.

"The world is really cruel."

Walter sighed deeply, contemplating the future in this created world, and saw a terrifying landscape.

“I’m not as strong as you think, and you, and all of you, are not as weak as you think. Ether editing technology can indeed virtualize the real world, but that’s meaningless. No, perhaps it has some significance in saving resources after the population explosion.”

If the Immortal Ship had possessed this technology back when the Emperor Bow wasn't available... it would have been even more inhuman.

With the advancement of technology, the Milky Way could have eliminated work long ago. The leap in civilization inevitably changed the fundamental role of humanity, greatly diminishing its value. Human existence is no longer dependent on production and distribution, as machines can replace them...

Emperor Rupert I and II: Hey hey hey!

Galaxy: No!!!

In short, the existence of destiny gives life new possibilities.

Even companies dare not ignore the value of people. In order to prevent the vast world from becoming chaotic and producing some extraordinary talents, they insist on putting people first and minimizing costs.

They even created the Credit Point system to unify the galaxy. The anchor of these Credit Points isn't production or resources, but people—the values ​​followed by various civilizations in the galaxy, namely…

I acknowledge that you are a human being, that you have value, and that your existence has meaning.

"Conserve resources."

Walter's expression grew increasingly solemn, and the anxiety that had been hanging over him finally subsided.

"It seems that the stages of extraterrestrial civilization history are similar: an infinitely expanding civilization utilizing limited resources, life is entropy increase, and then collapse is born."