People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

[Kazimir is made up of them, knights who rose from the ranks, merchants who came from the streets, the source of power for all things, the foundation of everything.]

It was these people, and only these people, who lit it up with their own hands!

So, Viviana smiled, greeted Miss Radiant Knight who was surrounded by people taking photos and looked uncomfortably flustered, and then walked away from the block.

The Sherag Harvest Festival is just around the corner. I've heard that during this festival, the Sherag people exchange gifts with each other, just like the Lateran Saints' Birthday.

Viviana gave Russell a talisman and a plush camel doll, and she also wanted to give Ernst and Hinterlea some gifts. Incidentally, she did indeed have something she wanted to discuss with Ernst.

She'd been in Shelag for so long, doing absolutely nothing, and it seemed a bit boring. She wanted to open a bookstore café in Tukarim.

However, Viviana had just turned the corner when she was stopped by a call:

"Is this Miss Viviana Droste?"

She turned around and looked at the newcomer, a well-dressed Caprini, with some confusion:

"you are?"

"Hello, Miss Viviana, let me introduce myself. I am from Shitongling."

Chapter 488 There are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

Thirty miles from Shelag, in the wilderness, at the camp.

Typhon carried the cooked rations into the tent, glanced at Elchi, who still had his eyes closed, and asked curiously:

"Still not?"

Elki opened his eyes, shook his head, his expression a mix of happiness and regret.

"No, it's blank."

We're very close to Kherag now. We'll spend the night here and set off at dawn tomorrow. At the speed of the Sarkaz, as long as we don't encounter any natural disasters or unexpected events like the Rusthammer, we should be able to reach the gates of Kherag in less than half a day.

With Typhon as their protector, and the Cyclops's own foresight, they could easily avoid any potential trouble.

Indeed, that's true; their journey from Sami has been remarkably smooth. The only area where things haven't gone smoothly is that their vision for Ernst remains a complete blank.

Blank space isn't necessarily a good word. For a mature Cyclops, fate is like a book, and the fates of different people together form a huge library. The Cyclops is the manager of this library. Whichever book they want to read, its contents will be presented to them. Therefore, even after leaving Kazdel and being in the tundra, the Cyclops never had the trouble of being "isolated from information." They only needed to observe the fates of the authoritative figures on Terra from time to time to make certain predictions about the future of this land.

But now, this method is no longer working.

Because the person who deserves the most attention in Terra right now is currently in a blank.

The Cyclops had never been so uneasy. The blank fate is interpreted differently by different people, and whether it is good or bad is still unknown, but for the Cyclops, it must be a bad thing.

Imagine you never study (you're detached from worldly affairs), and only flip through a book when you need to before an exam (make a prediction). Then one day, the most popular compulsory course in Terra is about to start its exam. You confidently open the textbook you prepared in advance, ready to cram at the last minute, only to suddenly discover that there's nothing in the book!

Please, is this some kind of wordless scripture? We Sarkaz aren't very cultured to begin with, we can't understand this!

Elki initially thought that his inability to foresee Ernst's fate was a problem with his own abilities. After all, some people's fates are indeed unpredictable. For example, the previous Demon Lord Theresia, when Theresis sent the Sarkaz Royal Court's summons in the name of the Military Council, the Cyclopes, as usual, rejected it and then presented Theresis with their own prophecy, and at that time, they saw Theresia's figure in it.

This is very strange. As we said, although the Cyclops Royal Court lives a rather reclusive life, they are not out of touch with the world. Of course they know that the Demon King is dead. So who is this Theresa?

Out of curiosity, they also foresaw Theresa's fate and were surprised to find that Theresa's fate, after being severed, had been reconnected.

What do you mean? I've only ever heard of games being able to reconnect after a disconnection, I've never heard of Destiny being able to reconnect after a disconnection.

The Cyclops royal court tried to find out the reason, and then, as they continued to dig along this route, they inevitably bumped into the "Wall of Sighs".

The blank space is named Ernst.

As it turns out, it wasn't that Elki was incompetent; even the high priest of the contemporary Cyclops royal court, who personally peered into destiny, couldn't cross that chasm-like vortex of emptiness.

Ernst thus acquired a series of new titles in the Cyclops' court: "The Stage of Unpredictable Fate," "The End of Foresight," and "The Vortex of Emptiness." Many Cyclops even cried out, "Fate no longer exists! Foresight no longer exists! The edifice of mysticism has collapsed!"

Elki was quite determined, after all, her adopted daughter Typhon had seen, heard, and touched the man who "shattered the Cyclops' royal court with a single shot." According to Typhon, Ernst looked no different from an ordinary person; if anything, he was a little braver.

He is not afraid of Sarkaz, infected, or evil spirits; he is fearless. But if this is to be categorized as a characteristic that identifies Ernst, then the entire Sherag is probably Ernst.

Therefore, compared to other restless Cyclopes, Elchi was qualified to be chosen as the royal court's special envoy—not because of her seniority or powerful background, but simply because she was, to some extent, "elevated by her daughter's status."

Throughout this journey, Elki never stopped observing Ernst's fate.

She was verifying, verifying one of her conjectures after another. For example, did Ernst's "blank" have a range of influence, like a tornado that can affect a group, with the outer ring having the greatest impact, while once inside the eye of the storm, the interference would decrease or even disappear completely.

But she failed; even at this distance, she still can't see anything.

"Elchi, have something to eat."

Typhon handed Elchi the dry rations he had, along with some wild game he had hunted in the wilderness, to him for dinner. Elchi nodded, accepted the not-so-refined dinner, and began to enjoy it with satisfaction.

After a busy day, she was indeed a little hungry.

Typhon sat down beside her, absentmindedly watching the campfire rising outside the tent, and asked curiously:

"Elchi, after you meet Ernst, what do you plan to say to him?"

"What are you saying?" Elqi swallowed the food in his mouth and blinked.

"So what are you talking about?" Typhon said, hugging his knees. "I'm not a Cyclops, so I don't quite understand what you mean by 'blank space,' but if, I mean if."

"If we get to Kjerag, and you use your [Foresight] right in front of Ernst, and you still can't see anything, what does that mean? What would you do?"

Elki thought for a moment and replied:

"This is actually something that the Cyclops royal court is also considering."

"Throughout history, there has never been anyone whose destiny was truly empty. The Cyclops gazes upon the beginning and end of all things, simply to find that glimmer of hope."

"We have strived for thousands of years, seeking out wise men and searching for legends. Foresight has always made our actions unimpeded, and our requests have always been granted, but..."

The black-haired Cyclops raised his head, gazing at the starry sky that had been proven to be an illusion; a look of sorrow crossed his face, illuminated by the firelight.

"But the wise man uses light to cast shadows on the cave walls and thus know the course of fate, while we are born to gaze upon the intricate darkness, nothing more."

The wise understand destiny; they step out of the rock wall that reflects truth to acquire all knowledge and achieve omniscience. The Cyclops, on the other hand, dwells in darkness, peering through the light at the rock wall that reflects truth, trying to decipher the true meaning of the truth itself, distorted by the refraction.

But whether they are all-knowing sages or cyclops deciphering the truth, they only know—knowledge, destiny, beginnings, development, and endings.

But they were powerless to change it.

"Fate is always indifferent."

Elki let out a long sigh. Typhon instinctively wanted to say a few words of comfort, skipping over this topic that, even though she didn't quite understand it, made the atmosphere a bit heavy.

But Elki turned his head to look at Typhon, and beneath that somewhat forced smile, his gray-white eyes reflected the firelight, yet there was a hint of madness in them.

"Elki?" Typhon was startled by the look in his eyes and called out instinctively.

Elki pursed his lips.

For the Cyclops, the fact that fate was forever indifferent was a source of despair.

Even the Cyclops, considered to possess the greatest foresight in history, the Demon King Prophet, failed to find a glimmer of hope for the Cyclops, freeing him from the enslavement of fate. Rather, it was precisely because his foresight was so immense that he sank into the deepest despair.

Because their fates are unchangeable, neither the Sarkaz nor Terra will have a chance of survival.

Therefore, Elkiel posed the question to Typhon, a Sarkaz who was not a Cyclopes:

"Typhon, if you were in this situation, facing this despair, what would you do?"

Typhon opened her mouth, but she wasn't good at answering these kinds of questions. After thinking for a while, she could only give an answer that she thought was feasible:

"Don't look at prophecies."

Yes, we shouldn't look at prophecies.

This is a very simple principle, and a method that everyone understands. As long as we don't observe, fate will always be unpredictable; on the contrary, it is those who are obsessed with "foresight" who become slaves to fate.

But principles are always easier said than done.

The Cyclops has become inseparable from foresight.

People are already addicted to watching short videos, let alone the Cyclops watching not those mindless videos, but "future" videos that are both interesting and potentially helpful to him?

Putting everything else aside, if she hadn't relied on "foresight," would she and Typhon have been able to travel from Sami to Shelag so smoothly?

That's why they need a forced "withdrawal".

What, you want to watch short videos?

Excuse me, but this is the magnificent "Ernst's Wall of Sighs," would you like to see it? Oh, no way! Completely blank!

Undefinable, unbreakable, unpredictable, Ernst was the one who shattered the "wall of refracting truth" upon which the Cyclops relied.

That is the meaning.

Because he shattered not only foresight, but also the constant fate that had been with the Cyclops.

Originally a linear RPG with a predetermined bad end, the game has now become a roguelike game. The Cyclops can watch the others as if they were watching a video, skipping directly to the end and learning what awaits them at the finish line from their "endings." However, they cannot make any pronouncements about Ernst because Ernst is live-streaming, and this live stream has no script.

"The high priest said that he had proven the unobservability of fate, and that was the meaning."

Only on the stage of unpredictable destiny can people dance freely; only by transcending the limits of foresight can people break free from constraints; and only by relying on the attraction of the void vortex can the fate of Terra truly become "unobservable".

There was only the wrong name, not the wrong nickname.

"As for what the Cyclops will do then."

Elki said softly, his tone resolute and firm.

"We'll do anything."

Chapter 489 Ernst's Uncertainty Principle

Shelag, Tukarim, Shelag Government Office Building, Ernst's Office.

"Miss Typhon, Ms. Elchi, welcome to both of you."

Ernst stood up from behind his desk, nodded to the two who had followed Hintley into the room, and greeted them.

Typhon was an old acquaintance, and Ernst and she had a true, life-or-death friendship. Back in the Dome Laboratory, if Typhon hadn't offered up Ammah's love in advance to withstand the first wave of demonic invasion and then reacted immediately, the scientists in the laboratory, including Christensen, might not have been able to hold out until Ernst and the others arrived.

Although Typhon said that Amma's love was not rare, and that anyone in the Sami region could find a snowball with a special pattern that would never melt, Ernst was still grateful for his contribution.

Because Kristen, the Dome Research Station, and that Star-Picking Project were too important to Sherag.

Kjerag had nothing to give Sami, and Typhon insisted on bringing nothing either, preventing Ernst from repaying the favor. Therefore, Ernst was willing to fulfill all of the girl's requests within his means.

Ernst was seeing Elchi, who was standing behind her, for the first time.

Well... Ernst even had to look up at her.

The Cyclops truly lived up to its name. Although Ernst couldn't see where Elchi had a "one eye," this Sarkaz woman was indeed enormous. Among all the Sarkaz, and even all the women, Ernst had ever seen, her height was unparalleled!

So why is she called One-Eyed?

Ernst gazed at the slightly open, azure pupils adorned with mysterious patterns on Elchi's head, a sense of inexplicable curiosity welling up within him.

Where did this Qingyuan Miaodao Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun come from? So, the "one" eye of your Cyclops is actually the third eye on your forehead?

Why not call it the "Three-Eyed Giant" or the "Giant with the Eye of Heaven"?

However, putting aside this strange naming convention, Ms. Elchi does possess some of the distinctive characteristics of the Sarkaz.

For example, even when wrapped in an extremely thick leather coat and fabric, one could still see that his physique was far superior to Sakta's.

Ernst felt that Terra's biology no longer existed. It turned out that the Sarkaz who were not from Kazdel all had extraordinary physiques, even in the extremely cold and barren Sami Tundra Valley, the Sarkaz were still very large.

Could this be some kind of racial talent?

"Mr. Ernst, what are you thinking about?"

Perhaps noticing Ernst's gaze, or perhaps simply curious about the brief moment of thought Ernst fell into after greeting her, the tall Sarkaz woman spoke up, her words filled with hidden excitement and joy.

Ernst snapped out of his reverie and coughed softly.

Hmm, I shouldn't let my mind wander. According to Kal'tsit, the person on the other side has prophetic abilities, so she might have already seen what I was thinking.

That said, if you think about it carefully, this ability is actually quite... erotic.

For example, even though she clearly knew through foresight that she would need mugwort when she got home from get off work, she still pretended not to see it and pushed open the door as if she knew nothing. The stark contrast between her outwardly aloof acceptance of fate and her inner excitement at ignoring it was... well...

Thinking about it this way, did the Cyclops have some kind of abnormal potential?

"I was just thinking, it's a pity Kal'tsit didn't recover."

Otherwise, I could take this opportunity to ask Kal'tsit if this situation really exists.

Mentioning Kal'tsit, Typhon whispered to Elkihi:

"Kal'tsit is Ernst's advisor. She knows a lot about demons and extraterrestrial matters, and she also knows some methods to purify pollution."