Chapter 676 - 575: What Do You Mean, You’ve Understood?
Chapter 676: Chapter 575: What Do You Mean, You’ve Understood?
The pressure is getting heavier.
Jeming’s soul was trembling, struggling madly on the edge of collapse.
The grand voice still echoed in his mind, each word like a mountain, pressing him so hard he couldn’t breathe.
The golden light of the Fate System had dimmed to nearly extinguished. Although the thought stream of the hundred-billion Black Giants was still pouring in, in the face of absolute silence, it was just a slightly more tenacious stream, destined to be frozen sooner or later.
But strangely, Jeming’s consciousness became increasingly clear.
That clarity was eerie.
Like a person about to freeze to death in ice and snow, experiencing a strange warmth and clarity before dying.
He knew it was a sign of impending death, but he couldn’t control it.
The surrounding information continued to try to drill into his mind incessantly.
Every piece of information was an invasion, and every invasion was an assimilation.
They wanted to read his memories, analyze his knowledge, then copy and spread it.
Jeming could clearly feel that he was now completely alone against the entire universe.
And in this universe, there existed a civilization,
a civilization that had evolved for who knows how many millions of years, possessing infinite calculation power, capable of violating the law of energy conservation.
The grand voice sounded again, but this time, for the first time, there was a tinge of doubt in that eternally calm tone.
"Why..."
Jeming shuddered.
That tinge of doubt was like a light piercing through the chaotic fog in his mind.
He suddenly smiled.
The smile was light, faint, but carried an indescribable sense of enlightenment.
"So that’s how it is..."
Jeming murmured to himself.
Throughout the constant struggle with the other party, he had figured out many things.
The so-called "entropy reduction cycle" of the information lifeforms had long been studied by the wizards.
The conclusion was astonishing: they violated the law of energy conservation, forming something akin to a perpetual motion machine.
Under normal physical rules, to maintain localized entropy reduction inevitably causes greater entropy increase on a broader scale.
Like refrigerator cooling, the internal temperature drops, external heat dissipation increases, and overall entropy must increase.
But these information lifeforms were different.
Their entropy reduction cycle not only doesn’t cause additional entropy increase but even constantly absorbs external entropy increase, converting it into their own entropy reduction.
This violates the second law of thermodynamics.
But in the extraordinary world, this is not impossible.
They used their racial talent to achieve "creation from nothing" without reaching the Ninth Level, obtaining infinite power.
Only due to the limitation of racial nature, they had no desire for expansion.
They merely existed, maintained, stayed silent, like a pool of eternally still dead water.
In some sense, what the highest consensus algorithm advised Jeming before wasn’t wrong.
If placed in the world Jeming came from, which lacked extraordinary power, an existence like the information lifeforms would be the "divine spirit" saving the universe.
They can absorb chaos, maintain order, let everything return to balance, and prevent the heat death of the universe, a destined apocalypse.
What a pity.
This is not that world.
This is a world with extraordinary power, a world with beings capable of obtaining infinite power.
More unfortunately...
Within Jeming, there is extraordinary knowledge from another world.
"So that’s how it is..."
Jeming murmured again, his voice carrying an indescribable clarity: "I understand..."
He felt the information flow constantly trying to drill into his soul, felt the silent force of assimilation, and suddenly everything became clear.
"The so-called mystery has always been in plain sight."
He raised his head, seeing nothing, yet his gaze seemed to penetrate through the void, directly confronting the highest consensus algorithm hidden behind.
"Your entire foundation is entropy reduction cycles."
"This was exposed to us long ago."
The grand voice sounded again, this time carrying a strange allure.
"Join us, and you can obtain eternity."
"Merge into silence, and you will no longer be tormented by chaos."
"Your knowledge, your memories, your existence will be eternally preserved in the perfect entropy reduction cycle."
Jeming did not respond.
He just continued murmuring to himself, as if talking to himself, or perhaps to some unseen being.
"The so-called silence..."
"Turns out, it’s the beings trapped in the entropy reduction cycle."
He recalled when they first came to the battlefield, the wizards trapped in silence that Martin had shown them.
Those people were neither dead nor unconscious.
Their thoughts were still running, their Sea of Spirit still active, but all their information couldn’t be transmitted outward, all their output ports were blocked.
They were trapped within their own consciousness, forever unable to exert any influence on the outside world.
That is silence.
That is the state of being drawn into the entropy reduction cycle by information creatures.
At this moment, the highest consensus algorithm is doing to him exactly what those wizards experienced.
Jeming took a deep breath.
"Fortunately."
A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Fortunately, I have a higher order within me."
The things normal wizards can’t understand, he understood.
The forces normal wizards can’t resist, he could resist.
Not because his spiritual power is stronger, not because he has the Fate System, but because...
He possesses the knowledge system of another world within him.
The information creatures simulate "chaos" to oppress him, trying to pull him into the entropy reduction cycle.
In essence, it is using stronger order to oppress the weaker chaos.
Like using an iron hammer to smash an egg.
But Jeming, besides being a wizard, is also a cultivator.
And a cultivator is an existence fundamentally more greedy than a wizard.
Wizards seek to enhance themselves, explore the unknown, and control laws.
Cultivators seek to plunder heaven and earth for their own use.
The so-called "going against heaven" is not for destruction, but to incorporate everything in this world—spiritual qi, laws, causality, fate—into their control, ultimately transcending this world.
But the plundered heaven and earth does not disappear.
It becomes the cultivator’s "Inner Cycle," a world that exists in conjunction with them.
This also means...
The cultivator itself is an absolute entropy reduction.
An existence that can use the entire heaven and earth for its own purposes.
Jeming’s consciousness became increasingly clear.
He felt the cultivation techniques within him constantly exerting their effects.
The Incense Fire Divine Dao was frantically operating, absorbing the beliefs of followers; the Inner Circulation Grotto Heaven was violently trembling, maintaining its connection with the outside world; the Body Refining Technique was undergoing adaptive evolution, desperately enhancing its resistance to silence.
All these are "stronger order."
They are resisting the invasion of external order in a way unique to cultivators.
The stronger the resistance, the deeper the insight.
The deeper the insight, the stronger the resistance.
Jeming felt as if he were stepping up with one foot on the other, ascending step by step under the terrifying pressure.
His understanding of the Incense Fire Divine Dao deepened, his manipulation of the Fate System became more precise, his application of the Body Refining Technique became more ingenious.
Even his perception of the Cultivation Immortality System itself underwent a qualitative change at this moment.
So this is it...
This is the essence of cultivation...
The grand voice continued to tempt, but Jeming was no longer listening, instead fully immersed in his own world.
Finally, at a certain moment, he awoke as if blessed with sudden understanding.
The first thing he did upon regaining consciousness was to laugh suddenly.
"Ha."
That laughter carried a touch of absurdity, a touch of reflection.
"In this light, I really am in the same vein as the Mentor and Senior Sister."
Once, he envied Senior Sister Viola’s reliance on the Absolute Zero Plane to enhance herself, or envied Professor Clark’s use of super large abandoned planes to verify his path.
And now, unknowingly he experienced such events as well.
As soon as the words fell...
Boom!
The virtual space shook violently.
Countless cracks spread across the void, and dazzling light poured in through the cracks.
The gray-white flame that could turn everything into elemental soup represented Martin bringing the High Tier Wizards charging in!
"Jeming!"
Martin’s roar echoed through the world.
The power of the Eighth Level Wizard, like a giant wave, instantly submerged everything.
The virtual space completely collapsed.
Jeming felt a blur before his eyes as countless lights flickered around him.
When his vision returned, he was already back in the Information Plane, before the gradually dissipating Absolute Zero barrier.
Martin stood beside him, with gray flames burning around him.
Surrounded by a dozen Seventh Level Wizards, hundreds of Sixth Level Wizards, and a mass of expendable creatures.
And opposite, in the area once isolated by the barrier, countless information creatures were frantically retreating.
Jeming took a deep breath.
The feeling of being alive, truly wonderful.