CHAPTER 1186: CHAPTER 1182: YOUR UTOPIA WITH HIM (PART 1)

[If there existed a being that knew the position and momentum of every atom in the universe, it could reveal the past and future of the universe—that is the ’Laplace’s Demon’.]

[Isn’t the so-called omniscient deity nothing more than a ’Laplace’s Demon’ composed of vast amounts of data?]

[——Ruined World · Ta Wei Deity]

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All living beings chant hymns, faint echoes resound through the vast universe.

The flowing light is eternal, and the stars shine together.

Yasa Acto gazed at the opposite side.

Golden long hair, deep blue eyes like the ocean, that person in a red robe, the staff touching the ground, with a blue rose swaying radiantly.

"——Why?" Acto asked.

This was the final wishing segment. According to prior agreement, Acto was responsible for wishing to ’redeem Zhai Xing’, while the golden-haired youth was to wish for ’the permanent cessation of the World Game’. Who would have thought—the Organizers inquired about wishes, and the golden-haired youth responded, "I want to let Zhai Xing ascend into High Dimensions".

The golden-haired youth did not approach him, merely adjusted the brim of his hat and replied: "Yasa. Your Perfect Pass is not always achieved through the highest difficulty level, our wish’s efficacy is insufficient to permanently stop the World Game. Even if your wish can protect for a millennia, it may not guard the future—some distant [existence] has already set sights on our coordinates. So, I intend to approach from the High Dimensions perspective to find a method of Eternal protection. I will take some people to ascend into High Dimensions, and once I find the method, we will permanently protect our civilization."

...

[The Dawn System answered Su Ming’an: "The Doctor once proposed the wish to ’redeem Zhai Xing’, however, another Full Perfect Clearer proposed the wish to ’promote Zhai Xing to High Dimensions’. The wishes conflicted."

"After the wishes took effect, the other person succeeded in ascending dimensions with some of his companions, completely leaving Zhai Xing to explore his [Utopia]."]

...

Acto’s gray pupils flashed with a hint of wistfulness: "Even if I disagree, there’s no turning back now...maybe you’re right, but why didn’t you discuss it with me beforehand?"

The golden-haired youth shook his head: "This act of mine is like infiltrating High Dimensions as a spy. Under the surveillance of the Organizers, I cannot communicate beforehand. Even now, speaking to you is a private conversation."

Acto said: "Don’t let anyone know about this matter."

The golden-haired youth nodded: "Yes. Hope you afterward create a story of ’misalignment with me, leading to conflicting wishes and parting ways’. Let the Organizers believe that my heart is purely yearning for High Dimensions, and nothing else. This is beneficial for me to infiltrate Them."

Acto said: "Is there really anything else? Sometimes I really thought you only have a heart for High Dimensions."

His blue pupils moved slightly, with a slight ripple:

"There is."

"If the heart only longs for High Dimensions and lacks a homeland, that is not a free adventurer but a rootless ball seller. I indeed do not like this world; most are ugly, greedy, selfish. But if I really only cared about my own wish, caring nothing for the mess behind, and left all the trouble I stirred up to you, that would be too uncool. An adventurer is not so conducted—wait until we truly protect this civilization, then what I pursue will be a pure, beautiful, carefree freedom."

He extended his hand.

Acto also extended his hand.

The two hands clasped, with a light force.

"Are you confident?" Acto asked.

"Yes. In one instance, I once heard the voice of a distant great existence, and I felt a strong sense of calling. After ascending dimensions, I will search for Its trace to obtain High-dimensional Strength. By then, I will come back and permanently protect our civilization." The golden-haired youth tightened his fingers: "...Wait for me."

"...Alright. I can guard the Ruined World for a long time; even if you can’t find it, I will also give my all to ensure civilization does not perish." Acto advised.

Their palms clasped momentarily, then quickly loosened. Clearly, it was a pledge of commitment, yet at that instant when the palms separated, Acto faintly felt as if he released a flying bird that cannot return.

A flying bird might not return.

That distant great existence, is it evil or good? After ascending into High Dimensions, will the High-dimensional beings truly treat him kindly? All this remains unknown.

The golden-haired youth risks himself, trying to find the Eternal Protection Method, facing a high probability of death. Acto stays behind to safeguard civilization, constructing the Dawn System, standing in long-lasting anticipation, equally facing a life-and-death crisis.

They both have a high chance of not having a good outcome.

Yasa, however, smiled and said: "When you come back, let’s travel together."

The golden-haired youth patted his shoulder: "Don’t say such things, sounds like a death announcement. I won’t take more than a hundred years; I will surely be back by then. Surely, a hundred years you can live to, right?"

Yasa answered: "Of course. You will definitely see me again, by then let’s travel together..."

Before parting, they mused about the future for a while. Mentioning the lotus pond behind Tretiya’s house, it sure looks great in summer; mentioning Lin Guang, that kid, there are many spectacular mountains around his house, we should go hiking together; mentioning Beili Sier probably falling asleep during the trip, and lifting him around adorably, that would indeed be fun to travel...

Finally, the golden-haired youth subtly moved his hands, the Yuan Guang outlined a human figure.

"This is..." Yasa said.

"It’s considered a bionic body." The golden-haired youth said: "I used the Causality Authority to separate a part from myself with a subtle connection. Even if I go far away, you can speak to him, and I will see and hear a little of it. If he dies, he will also ’converge’ back to me. If I get lost in the Universe, seeing these memories should wake me up."

Yasa nodded: "So this person is essentially different from you?"

The golden-haired youth said: "He is independent. Do not mistake him for me."

Yasa smiled and promised: "I won’t."

A brief silence lingered, a distant echo arose.

They knew, time had come.

"Well, I’m off then?"

The golden-haired youth walked out, spring snow drifting between his brows. A moment later, he hesitated to turn back. Acto still stood in place, with stars behind him.

Deep gray eyes appeared distant and serene; the young nineteen-year-old Savior habitually stood upright, left hand close to the hem of his garment, right hand lightly waving, solemnly and earnestly bidding farewell to the old friend.

This is the Stairway to Godhood, where the stars sing, without High Dimension oversight. The last to bid farewell, is only his True Friend.

The breeze with the scent of joss paper tousled his slightly unruly golden hair, the blue eyes deeply reflected this scene, as if to memorize everything of the homeland deep in the heart. Then he slightly shifted his gaze, letting that young figure sink into the deep blue sea, and subsequently, he slightly shifted his gaze, placing that youthful figure into the deep blue ocean, transforming it into heart-held depths, then he glanced slightly aside, transforming that young figure into the depths of the vast blue sea again, and then he shifted his gaze slightly, fixing that glimpse of a youthful silhouette within the deep blue ocean, turning it into treasured memories in his heart, then he adjusted his line of vision slightly to encompass that young shadow, embedding it deeply into the expansive blue sea, turning all memories of the homeland into his lifelong keepsake, subsequently, turned his gaze a bit, allowing that image of youth to submerge into the deep blue sea, so as to embed the entirety of his homeland within his heart, thereafter, he slightly diverted his gaze to embed that young figure in the deep blue sea, subsequently turning his attention slightly to capture the youthful figure, sweeping it into the deep blue sea, so as to etch the entirety of the land into his thoughts, ensuring that the entirety of his homeland is etched forever in his memory—

Enduring the time before this, please live well and guard this civilization that, while I may not love, you love with a True Heart.

Yasa, Lin Guang, Tretiya, Lu, Yue, Beili Sier...my friends.

Please live well.

Please wait for me.

Please, make sure you wait for me.

He took one more glance at the young man waving him off, before turning and moving forward. Spring snow fluttered on his brow. Moments later, he hesitated and turned back. Acto remained standing in his place, the stars behind him.

His deep gray eyes held a distant tranquility; this young nineteen-year-old Savior stood with his usual upright posture, left hand by the corner of his jacket, lightly waving with his right hand, though it was a firm undertaking, at that instant of releasing the hand, Acto faintly sensed as if he released a flying bird unable to return.

A flying bird may not return.

That faraway great existence, whether it be evil or good? Once the golden-haired youth ascends to High Dimensions, will the High Dimensional beings truly treat him kindly? All of this remains a mystery.

The golden-haired youth is throwing himself into the situation, attempting to find a method of eternal protection, facing an enormous probability of death. Acto stays to guard civilization, building the Dawn System, standing amidst prolonged waiting, facing a similar crisis of life and death.

Chances are high that neither of them will have a good outcome.

Yet Yasa smiled and said: "When we come back, let’s travel together."

The golden-haired youth patted his shoulder: "Don’t say things like that, it sounds like a death announcement. It won’t be more than a hundred years at most before I return, I’m sure you’ll live until then, won’t you?"

Yasa answered: "Of course. You’ll definitely see me again, and by then we’ll travel together..."

In the face of parting, they quickly envisioned the future for a moment. Mentioning the beautiful lotus pond behind Tretiya’s house, which surely looks beautiful in summer, mentioning Lin Guang, that boy, there are many spectacular mountains around his house, we should go hiking there by then; mentioning Beili Sier probably falling asleep during the trip, and Lu carrying him, making the trip undoubtedly interesting...

At last, the golden-haired youth’s hands gently moved, sketching a humanoid with Yuan Guang.

"What is this..." Yasa said.

"This could be considered a bionic body, " the golden-haired youth said. "I used the Causality Authority to separate a part of myself, which has a subtle connection with me. Even if I go somewhere very far away, by speaking to him, you can make me see and hear a portion of my memories. If I get lost in the Universe, when I see these memories, I should be able to snap back to consciousness."

Yasa nodded: "Of course this person is essentially different from you?"

The golden-haired youth said: "Of course he is independent. Do not mistake him for me."

Yasa smiled and promised: "I won’t."

A brief silence, a distant echo arose.

They both knew, the time had come.

"Well, I’m off then?"

The golden-haired youth walked out, spring snow drifting on his brow. Moments later, he hesitated and turned back. Acto waved goodbye precisely from where he stood, the stars, only his True Friend bid him farewell.

The wind smelling of joss paper lifted his slightly disheveled golden locks, the deep blue eyes reflected a scene capturing everything of the homeland in his heart, then shifted his gaze slightly away, trapping that youthful silhouette within the deep blue ocean, as if embedding fond memories of his home deep within, after which he subtlety altered his gaze to let that youthful form sink into the deep blue sea again, so as to etch fully within his mind the entirety of the homeland, then diverting his focus a bit to immerse his youthful image into the deep blue sea, entwining with his heart-held memories, slightly adjusting his sight to settle that young silhouette within the depthless azure sea—

A thousand brilliant lights, enveloped him.

He took with him a few others, ascending into the High Dimensions with him. But as they ascended, in that moment, they shattered into Fragments, only he kept open his aching eyes, staring directly—

The vast deep blue took possession of his vision. Quickly, he was drawn forward by that powerful attraction—until he fused with that great existence, the feeling of unity and harmony arose innately, like an embryo merged with the mother body, akin to a maternal kiss upon a child.

When he awoke again, he had become one with that great existence.

—Did I fuse with Him? Or did He devour me?

This concept flashed in His mind for a moment. The thoughts in His mind were too complex. He could feel his unrivaled strength, sourced from countless failed "me" — "Noel Agnini".

—Should I return to the Ruined World?

This thought just arose, only to be covered by another — I’m Zhai Xing person, why do I want to return to the Ruined World?

But soon, another thought emerged — no, I’m not Zhai Xing person, I’m Noah from the Ruined World, I want to find Yasa...

—No, that’s not right, I’m Noel from Zhai Xing, I want to find Su Ming’an and Lv Shu...

Time passed for a long time, until He fully integrated these thoughts — He finally had the ability to think independently, becoming a complete life, and named Himself "Xiao A" (Dieying).

As for whether the blond youth still exists, or whether it was the blond youth who became the dominant consciousness... is unknown. From previous circumstances, it could be seen that perhaps the blond youth himself is a separated part of this great existence, a special "Noel", now simply reclaimed.

He satisfied His idea to go to the Ruined World, following His own causal line to locate the Ruined World.

The closer He became to familiar places, the tumultuous thoughts began to organize, and the memories belonging to the blond youth took the lead. He gradually recalled His true friend, the promise of "wait for me to return", and the travels they had arranged.

Now, He could finally see His true friend again... Even if He hasn’t found a way to permanently protect a civilization yet, at least they can chat and reminisce.

"I’m back..." He murmured repeatedly. With a joyful and expectant mood, He approached that civilization —

Yasa, what are you doing?

You should have finished the journey with your friends by now; you should be living a fulfilling life now.

I’m back...

...

—Then.

He saw the scene of humans killing Yasa Acto.

...

"—Found! It’s here!"

"—This is Acto’s habitat! It’s said he’s going to start some [Two Dimensions], he’s definitely trying to kill us all!"

Garden villa, under golden ginkgo trees, hundreds of moving figures pointed dark gun barrels at the elderly man in the wheelchair.

What is the elderly man thinking right now?

Probably thinking about that distant promise.

A hundred-year agreement, he only kept it for a year, now he is about to break it.

The blond youth saw this scene from a distant high altitude, He felt a long-lost anger, though His thoughts were still somewhat chaotic, He knew — the person on the wheelchair was His true friend, a person who loved this civilization.

Why should His true friend suffer this?

He instantly released an energy strike, wanting to kill those humans: "Stop!"

The energy failed, even the voice didn’t go through.

He suddenly realized that He was now in high dimensions, high dimensions cannot casually invade a civilization, no matter how powerful it is, it takes some time to invade, but He doesn’t have time!

"Stop! Stop!"

From the far side, He screamed madly across a long distance, but the voice could not be transmitted.

"—Acto, you liar, the Dawn System is definitely your conspiracy!" People raised the gun barrels: "You’re trying to lead us into Hell!"

The elderly man, exhausted, no longer had the strength to stand, just lifted his hand and completed the last operation of the Dawn System, face extremely calm.

"Stop..." From the starry sky, the high-dimensional being’s voice sounded furious, almost pleading.

...Don’t do this to him.

He is clearly saving you...

People pulled the trigger.

The elderly man slowly lifted his head, looking at the blood-red sky.

...What is he looking at.

From this distance, nothing can be seen. Even though the high-dimensional being in the starry sky kept shouting, not a sound could be conveyed.

He could only watch.

Just watch.

He attempted to find the self he split — "Noah", but "Noah" was an independent entity, He could only perceive him but couldn’t control him, or make him come to rescue.

"Stop..." He howled continuously: "Stop..."

—You cannot...

"What are you waiting for, quickly kill him while Lin Guang is not back—!"

"Fire—!!"

The sound of fury surged like a tsunami, humans’ anger devoured others for no reason.

But the elderly man just looked up at the sky.

His eyes tired, endlessly contemplating something.

In the depths of his grey eyes, tiny fragments of hope seemed still to be deposited, unknown what he was waiting for, longing for.

A ginkgo leaf fell into his hand, held by him in the palm, stroking, as if reminiscing that last handshake.

Then he gently closed his eyes, using his palm and cheek, to stroke this leaf, as if kissing tender life.

Wrong, incorrect, pathetic, chaotic.

Such a group—

Such a humanity—

...

"Boom boom boom—!"

...

—Cannot kill my true friend. The high-dimensional being hopelessly shouted.

They fired without hesitation.

...

On December 31, Acto died from human cannon fire.

His consciousness and bionic body have already imprinted into the Two-Dimensional World, he died, yet eternally "lives", but it is no longer him.

The existence above the stars remained silent for a long time, giving rise to thoughts of destroying the world, but such ideas were quickly suppressed by Him.

Humans never learn. Even if restarted from the Primitive Age, these things will happen over and over again.