Chapter 667 - 569: Silent Abyss
Chapter 667: Chapter 569: Silent Abyss
In the depths of the Information Plane.
A sea of pure white light surged madly.
Within that network composed of countless information creatures, an unprecedented wave was spreading.
It was not an independent consciousness, but a form of "consensus."
The highest consensus algorithm.
This was the core of the civilization of information creatures, the ultimate decision-making mechanism distilled from their evolution over tens of millions of years.
When faced with a crisis that could not be handled individually, all nodes’ calculation power would instantly converge, reaching consensus in the shortest time and then executing it.
At this moment, consensus had been reached.
[Plan: Isolation, Abandonment.]
In the sea of light, the three virus-infected regions suddenly fell silent.
All links—physical, quantum, causal—were severed simultaneously.
Millions of information creatures, stalled by the virus, were mercilessly abandoned there.
They became "necrotic sectors."
Those information creatures were still struggling, still attempting to call upon calculation power to analyze the virus, still instinctively seeking help.
But the network was already disconnected, leaving them as isolated islands, only to face the rampant information plague alone.
Soon, they began to collapse.
One blue Entropy Brain after another was extracted from their collapsing cores, floating in the sea of pure white light.
Within just a few minutes, those three regions turned from pure white to light blue, and from light blue to dark blue.
Soon after, in the wizards’ view, the area near the Ship Plane of the Information Plane became a blue ocean.
At the same time, the entire network of information creatures began pushing updates frantically.
"Malicious Information Shield Patch"—all nodes would scan and transmit information in real-time, isolating and reporting once malicious characteristics were identified.
"Link Line Disguise Protocol"—each node began to randomly alter its link line frequency, causing attacks based on link tracking to lose their targets.
In the depths of the sea of pure white light, countless information waves surged like a tide.
They were upgrading, adapting, evolving.
On the Ship Plane observatory.
Jeming stared at the area that suddenly turned blue on the light screen, his pupils contracted, and he immediately realized what that meant.
"They’ve cut the links."
Martin stood beside him, his gaze calm: "A quick response and decisively enough. The nodes of three major regions were discarded without a trace of hesitation."
"That’s millions of information creatures." A nearby Seventh Level Wizard murmured, "Just like that... abandoned?"
"For them, it’s the optimal solution." Another Seventh Level Wizard took a deep breath, "The advantage of a flat network is precisely here—there’s no individual consciousness, only the overall benefit. Sacrificing millions to preserve the entire civilization is quite a bargain for the group; they calculate this result in an instant and execute it."
Martin nodded and then suddenly smiled.
"But this also means... those Entropy Brains are ours now."
Upon hearing this, the eyes of many High Tier Wizards who had been discussing just now lit up, and even Jeming couldn’t help but feel a bit tempted.
He turned around, his voice transmitted through the Magic Net Terminal instantly across the entire Ship Plane.
"Everyone, listen to the orders!"
Countless wizards looked up simultaneously.
"According to the previous divisions, different echelons advance in sequence. The first echelon, carry building materials and prefabricated arrays, enter the Information Plane and establish a forward camp in the blue region!"
"The second echelon, responsible for collecting Entropy Brains! Not a single one should be missed!"
"The third echelon and subsequent elite combat units, follow me to the forward camp and take command!"
"All Sixth Level and above wizards, immediately catalog the effects of the witchcraft tested earlier, marking all those capable of crashing information creatures!"
Jeming couldn’t help but nod along; he noticed as well that, from a practical standpoint, crashing those information creatures was more effective than letting them naturally collapse.
The moment the orders were issued, the entire Ship Plane was in an uproar.
Countless figures soared into the sky, rushing towards the huge black crack.
Some carried folded array bases on their shoulders, others dragged spatial equipment filled with building materials, while still others directly summoned giant puppets to serve as porters.
Jeming prepared to set out but was stopped by Martin.
"You come with me to the forward camp."
Jeming was taken aback: "Me?"
"Yes." Martin looked at him, "Those witchcraft ideas were yours; the information creatures will surely make major moves next. You’re needed on the front lines to adjust the plan according to their changes in real-time."
Jeming nodded and did not refuse.
A moment later, he and a dozen High Tier Wizards passed through the crack, entering the Information Plane.
Once again, the pure white light engulfed him.
But this time, the feeling was completely different.
The surroundings were no longer that kind of deathly still purity.
The air was filled with a certain restless aura—those information creatures had severed the connection, but they were still out there, still watching.
Jeming looked up into the distance.
The blue Entropy Brain ocean lay not far ahead, dense and stretching beyond sight.
And those information creatures still operating normally had withdrawn deeper.
Their sea of light surged in the distance, like a giant beast poised to strike.
"Start building!"
From behind came the rallying cry of a wizard.
Jeming turned back and saw countless building materials pouring out from the spatial equipment.
Some wizards directly manipulated information to form a piece of land nearby, where the base of the array took root, and the rune lights lit up; energy nodes were activated one by one, starting to extract elements from the surrounding environment; layers of defensive barriers unfolded, enveloping the entire blue area.
The efficiency of the wizards was astonishing.
In just half a minute, a fully functional outpost camp had begun to take shape.
On the other side, the team collecting Entropy Brains was even more frantic.
Those blue crystals were picked up one by one, categorized, registered, and boxed.
Some were grinning from ear to ear, while others were so excited their hands were shaking.
These were divine objects that could help untangle knowledge, the lifeline for wizards stuck at a bottleneck stage.
Jeming stood at the edge of the camp, looking at the blue ocean, feeling a vague unease in his heart.
It was too smooth.
Were the reactions of those information creatures really just a simple fight for survival?
At that moment, he suddenly felt a pang of trepidation.
Jeming sharply lifted his head and looked deep into the Information Plane.
Not just him, the other High Tier Wizards also solemnly raised their heads.
There, the originally flowing sea of pure white light suddenly came to a halt.
Then, the lights began to converge.
Countless information creatures surged from all directions, and their individual bodies started to merge.
Each individual contributed its computing power, its memory, its understanding of wizards.
Those understandings gathered into a sea, and those computational powers condensed into a mountain.
The light grew increasingly bright, increasingly dazzling.
Then, a humanoid outline began to emerge, even across a great distance, the terrifying presence could be felt by all.
In fact, once the form reached a certain extent, it seemed as if the entire Information Plane was reflecting this creature’s posture.
Staring at the mirage-like scene in the extreme distance, Jeming’s pupils suddenly contracted.
It was a "person".
An existence entirely constructed from information, yet presented a perfect humanoid form.
It stood a hundred meters tall, its entire body flowing with white light, its features indistinct but exuding a certain majesty.
It stood there, like an embodiment of a plane.
At the moment this humanoid creature formed, the surrounding "information" trembled.
The previously stable sea of pure white light now whirled around it insanely, forming massive vortices of information.
Each vortex connected to a node deep within the plane, each node supplying it with power.
"What is that..."
A wizard nearby muttered, his voice trembling.
Jeming instinctively glanced at Wizard Martin beside him.
He didn’t know if it was an illusion, although the size was vastly different, although the humanoid information creature clearly had no face, he always felt that the creature’s "form" was strikingly similar to Wizard Martin.
No!
Jeming immediately realized, it wasn’t similar, it was identical!
Since its inception, this creature had simulated Martin Wizard’s information!
On the other side, the highest consensus algorithm of the information creature flashed continuously with various messages.
[Warning! A large number of individuals confirmed deceased!]
[Revenge Revenge Revenge Revenge Revenge Revenge...]
[Cost confirmed, begin production of over-spec individual!]
[Codename: Silent Abyss]
Jeming stared at the humanoid creature, countless pieces of information flashed through his mind... or rather, a vast amount of information was continuously pouring into his mind from that phantom.
The "High-Level Defense Unit" of the information creatures.
Its formation was achieved through the temporary fusion of individuals at the cost of numerous sacrifices, becoming an ultimate weapon.
Inside it lay the entire information creature civilization’s data on the intrusive "wizards": every battle’s data, every spell’s analysis, every causal line’s trace.
It knew every wizard’s weakness.
It also knew how to kill wizards.
"This thing... it’s a walking tombstone!" Jeming couldn’t help but murmur.
Indeed, with such a form forcefully spreading information around, it was evident that this so-called high-level information creature Silent Abyss also served as a tombstone.
While he was lost in thought, in the reflected scene, the fully formed Silent Abyss moved.
It raised its right hand and lightly pointed forward.
Although the enemy was far at the core of the plane, an immense distance separated the two, in an instant, Jeming felt the surrounding information environment utterly change.
Those previously stable elements began to stir, those originally clear Laws began to blur, those originally firm causal lines began to distort.
The entire plane’s power was being mobilized by it.
The defense arrays of the outpost camp flashed madly, alarms blaring piercingly.
Wizard Martin’s figure appeared beside Jeming, his gaze fixed intently on the enormous figure in the distance.
"Interesting."
His voice remained calm, but Jeming could sense a hint of gravity within it.