Chapter 76 - 75: The Entropy Reversal Singularity Engine - The Quantum Path to Immortality - NovelsTime

The Quantum Path to Immortality

Chapter 76 - 75: The Entropy Reversal Singularity Engine

Author: Sorion
updatedAt: 2025-08-03

CHAPTER 76: CHAPTER 75: THE ENTROPY REVERSAL SINGULARITY ENGINE

The silence in Aegis’s command bridge wasn’t truly silent. It was a symphony of soft hums, the distant thrum of power conduits, the almost imperceptible whisper of air recycling through advanced filtration systems, and the gentle sigh of the ship’s grav-plates holding them steady in Xianwu’s upper orbit. Elias stood at the main holographic console, his form silhouetted against the swirling, iridescent blues and greens of the planet below. His long, lean frame was perfectly still, a sculpture of focused intent. Complex data streams, visible only to him, cascaded through his visual field, projections of stellar cartography overlapping with real-time atmospheric analyses of Xianwu. He wasn’t simply observing; he was integrating, refining, optimizing the very notion of their imminent cosmic departure.

Kaelen watched him from a comfortable armchair near a secondary viewport. Lumie, a flickering sprite of shifting light and dark amethyst eyes, drifted lazily above her head, occasionally phasing through a translucent hue of rose or deep violet. A faint, almost imperceptible metallic tang, a scent Kaelen had become intimately familiar with over the last few weeks, clung to her. It was the scent of ionized air, of superheated alloys cooling, of esoteric energy manipulation.

She ran a thumb along the smooth, cool surface of her armchair, her gaze softening as it took in Elias’s unwavering focus. He was, in so many ways, an enigma – a being of pure, unadulterated logic, yet one who, in rare, unexpected moments, displayed flashes of warmth, a quiet satisfaction in shared intellectual pursuit, or a subtle appreciation for her presence. Their journey together, particularly the quantum entangled synchronized joint cultivation sessions they regularly performed, had blurred the lines between their individual consciousnesses, granting Kaelen an unprecedented insight into the labyrinthine workings of Elias’s mind. It was through these sessions, these deep dives into the very fabric of existence, that she had gleaned the impossible.

A tremor of nervous excitement, a feeling she rarely allowed to surface, rippled through her. She had kept her project a secret, working in the deepest, most isolated sub-level of Aegis, an area Elias had configured for advanced material synthesis and energy research. Even with his omnipresent awareness of the former AI, she had found ways to mask her specific energy signatures, creating a localized pocket of ’noise’ that its logic circuits would interpret as routine system calibration or atmospheric anomalies. It was a risky gamble, a test of her burgeoning understanding of the Law of Information and Law of Causality. A test she had, by all indications, passed.

She took a slow, deliberate breath, the recycled air surprisingly fresh against her tongue. Lumie, sensing her inner shift, pulsed a soft, inquiring violet. Kaelen offered a small, reassuring smile to the ethereal creature, then pushed herself out of the armchair. The grav-plates cushioned her movement, making her steps impossibly light.

"Elias," she said, her voice softer than usual, a subtle invitation to draw his attention away from the cosmic dance on his console.

He paused, a flicker of an arcane symbol dissolving on the holographic display. His head tilted almost imperceptibly, his sharp features turning towards her. His eyes, deep pools of analytical intelligence, met hers, devoid of overt curiosity but open to her address.

Kaelen felt her heart give a small, uncharacteristic flutter. This was it.

"I... I’ve been working on something," she began again, the words feeling surprisingly inadequate for the monumental effort they represented. She extended her hand, not physically, but with a mental command, and beside her, the very air seemed to waver, to distill. A shimmering distortion appeared, growing, solidifying.

What coalesced was colossal. It was a structure of polished, impossibly smooth alloys that seemed to drink in the ambient light, reflecting it back in a muted, obsidian gleam. Intricate energy conduits, thicker than her torso, crisscrossed its surface, pulsating with a soft, contained crimson glow. At its heart, a spherical core, roughly the size of a small car, shimmered with a profound, almost blinding, internal light, contained within a lattice of dark matter-infused crystal. It hummed with a deep, resonant vibration that seemed to bypass the ears and resonate directly in the chest, a power so immense it felt like a silent roar.

The prototype, designed and built in secret, was now revealed. It was an engine, vast and intricate, designed to power a starship for eons.

"It’s a power core," she explained, her voice gaining a surprising steadiness as she articulated the words. "For Aegis. An Entropy Reversal Singularity Engine." She watched Elias’s expression, searching for the slightest tell, the faintest crack in his intellectual composure. She knew him well enough to recognize the subtle signs of genuine surprise, a rare occurrence.

Elias’s usual impassiveness cracked. His sharp gaze, normally devoid of surprise, widened fractionally. The subtle tension in his shoulders, usually indicative of deep computational thought, eased slightly, replaced by a different kind of intensity. He straightened, pushing away from the console, his full attention now fixed, not on the sprawling universe he had been contemplating, but on the colossal, humming construct that now occupied a significant portion of the bridge.

"This is... what you have been working on?" His voice was low, devoid of inflection, yet laced with an undeniable astonishment. He stepped forward, his steps measured and deliberate, circling the massive engine. His fingers didn’t quite touch its polished, humming surface, but his Quantum Divine Sense – a pervasive, almost palpable extension of his consciousness – swept over it like an invisible wave. Kaelen could almost feel his mind dissecting every component, tracing every energy flow, probing every nuanced connection of the intricate design. It was a torrent of data, a million calculations per second, confirming, analyzing, questioning.

Kaelen nodded, a wave of relief washing over her at his reaction. His surprise was a greater validation than any praise. "Yes," she confirmed, her voice now brimming with a quiet, hard-earned pride. "The principles are exactly like your Dantian, Elias. The Entropy Reversal Singularity Dantian. I... I understood the core mechanism during our Perpetual Ascension Technique (PAT) sessions. The blurring of our understanding, that profound resonance between our Dantians... it showed me the pathways. The exact structural and energetic configurations needed to manifest that principle externally."

She gestured vaguely at the humming behemoth. "It reverses entropy within a contained, localized space, drawing raw potential energy directly from spacetime. It generates energy, perpetually, needing almost no external fuel. It’s... the ultimate optimization of a power source, isn’t it?" Her chest swelled with the culmination of weeks, months even, of tireless, secretive work. This was her contribution, born not just from her diligent study, but from the unique, almost symbiotic bond they shared. It was proof of her accelerated growth, a testament to the fact that she was not merely a companion, but a burgeoning force in her own right, capable of independent, universe-shaking breakthroughs. Lumie, as if in silent agreement, danced a tight spiral around the engine, its light intensifying to a brilliant, pure white.

Elias continued his silent inspection, his Quantum Divine Sense seemingly burrowing into the very fabric of the engine, his expression unreadable for a long moment. Kaelen held her breath, waiting. This was Elias. He wouldn’t offer empty praise. He would analyze, evaluate, and then, perhaps, acknowledge. The silence stretched, filled only by the low thrum of the engine and the distant, constant hum of Aegis.

Finally, he spoke, his voice still low, but with a new depth, a subtle resonance that Kaelen knew signified profound recognition. "The theoretical framework is sound," he began, his eyes still fixed on the energy readouts only he could perceive. "The energetic stability within the contained singularity is...exceptional. And the entropic feedback loop, while complex, is configured for maximum reclamation. Remarkable."

He turned his gaze from the engine back to Kaelen, and for a fleeting moment, she thought she saw a faint flicker of something akin to admiration in his eyes. It was gone almost as quickly as it appeared, subsumed by his usual analytical focus, yet the impression lingered.

"The insights gained from our Quantum Entangled Synchronized Joint Cultivation Sessions clearly facilitated a non-linear leap in your Law comprehension," Elias observed, stating it as a simple fact, yet the underlying meaning was profound. He was acknowledging the direct correlation between their unique bond and her astonishing achievement. "To externalize a principle so fundamental, derived from an inherently internal cultivation core... it demonstrates a mastery of the Law of Creation and Law of Energy Transfer far exceeding conventional progression for your current cultivation base."

Kaelen felt a flush of warmth spread through her. He wasn’t just praising the engine; he was recognizing her growth, her understanding, her worth. "Our connection amplified it," she confirmed, her voice softer, more vulnerable now. "It felt... inevitable, once I started to truly understand the core of your Dantian. It’s the ultimate efficiency."

Elias nodded, turning back to the engine. "Indeed. A functionally perpetual energy source of this magnitude negates the necessity for conventional fuel acquisition, removes a significant logistical variable, and vastly increases our operational range and power projection. This is... optimal." The word, in Elias’s lexicon, was the highest form of approval.

Novel