Chapter 1130
Corridor Crisis
Chapter 1130 Corridor Crisis
So it's now basically certain that the information about the location of "General Red Mountain" has absolutely nothing to do with the intelligence released by those lunatics on the home planet?
[Or was it a scheme laid out by Bell Labs decades in advance?]
Zhang Lan's voice echoed in my heart.
[But if this happened decades ago, how could it be such a coincidence—that it was Ozer of the Covin Group who solved the mystery at this exact moment, and that Red Mountain appeared at those coordinates at this very time?]
Liu Sheng calmly replied:
This "coincidence" might actually indicate a connection between them.
Perhaps that data still originated from the people on their home planet.
Zhang Lan: [Is this... possible?]
From a low-dimensional perspective, of course it's impossible. But don't forget, from a high-dimensional perspective, time is nothing more than a line that can be freely chosen, folded, and pieced together.
[Moreover, it might not have been Oze specifically, but rather that Oze just happened to unlock the secret at this particular moment.]
What does this mean?
"You mean casting a wide net?" Li Ming asked.
That's right, everyone on the planet Banlan requires a chip implant; it's not difficult to do so.
Everyone fell into deep thought, their minds silent for a moment.
After a long pause, Liu Hongyi slowly spoke:
In other words, perhaps some "unknown being" already knew that Red Mountain would appear in the remains of the fetal deity, so they broke the relevant information into countless data fragments and implanted them into a chip, waiting for the day when someone could piece it back together and bring Red Mountain back?
Zhang Lan: [This is too convoluted. Why can't it be because they detected a signal?]
Liu Sheng countered, "What if our signal can't possibly reach here at all?"
【What?】
Actually, I had already been wondering about this before.
According to Helena, this void has been eroded by the abyss, leaving it "pitted and uneven." In these low-lying areas, not only do spatial dimensions slip, but matter, energy, and even time also fall in.
If that's the case, why is information an exception?
Information will inevitably be distorted, confused, contaminated, or even lost when it passes through these low-lying areas.
Therefore, although the Xianzhou space station has Tian'er Lake, its technology is far from advanced enough to traverse dimensions. Let alone, to send a complete and precise signal directly to Banlan Star in such a short time.
Based on probability, it would probably take tens of millions of years of continuous, high-frequency transmission to have even the slightest chance of reaching a receiver on the Spectral Star.
Zhang Lan pondered: "Looking at it this way, even if we start counting from when Aoze was a child, there still isn't enough time."
Li Ming sighed softly: "It might not be just this generation; it could be a relay race from one generation to the next."
Zhang Lan gasped: "All this trouble, just to find... Red Mountain?"
Li Ming: [To be precise, he was General Hongshan.]
Liu Hongshan was not yet General Hongshan.
These words were not spoken in secret from Liu Hongshan.
Liu Hongyi silently turned around and glanced at her.
Liu Hongshan's face remained expressionless, but he unconsciously peeled another piece of candy and put it in his mouth.
The candy made his cheeks look slightly raised, giving him a somewhat childlike appearance.
But this also shows that her heart was not at peace.
Unfortunately, even Liu Hongyi herself only has chaotic memories left. To be honest, she is not entirely the same little nanny who served General Hongshan back then.
They are merely remnants of souls remaining in the treacherous realm.
They don't even know who they are.
The discussion is still ongoing.
Zhang Lan: [It seems I'll have to ask them directly when the time comes.]
Li Ming: [At least we now have a goal.]
They were referring, of course, to Bell Labs.
Liu Sheng added meaningfully:
[I'm afraid a second target will emerge very soon.]
……
They chatted enthusiastically in their hearts.
However, Ariel and Taibai Sword Immortal remained silent.
It's not because they don't like to talk.
At this moment, however, both of them are caught up in their own troubles.
The Taibai Sword Immortal was alright; he was merely tracking Eshir and his knights through the seemingly real yet illusory jungle.
Ariel, however, was different.
He is currently hanging upside down from the ceiling.
Not moving at all.
He simply watched quietly as Gavin stumbled and searched for himself below.
“Friend…my new friend…”
Where are you?
As Gavin spoke, he slowly turned his neck, his gaze sweeping across the empty corridor inch by inch.
The voice still carried the stickiness and innocence unique to children.
But his steps were frighteningly heavy.
Knock knock knock.
It didn't sound like something a small, thin boy could make; it sounded more like...
The heavy plaster statue made a dull thud as its base slid across the carpet.
and.
Gavin passed by the crystal door, which was filled with marble faces, without even glancing at it, seemingly finding nothing strange about it. Ariel couldn't possibly be unaware of this—
He was already trapped in a treacherous world.
He was also well aware that he could not act rashly in such a treacherous place.
Otherwise, if he triggers some kind of rule, even with his current cultivation level, he will find it difficult to escape trouble.
Moreover, the enemy's strength may not be weaker than his.
Of course, he wasn't talking about Gavin.
It's the thing behind Gavin.
But -
"I knew you'd be here!"
These words almost made Ariel's heart skip a beat.
But nothing happened.
Gavin continued to roam, sweeping and kicking everything in his path.
The ornaments tipped over and spilled.
The vessel shattered into pieces.
The statue was broken into pieces.
The paintings on the wall, however, merely looked down upon all of this with indifference.
This made Gavin even angrier.
"What are you looking at?"
Gavin tore the painting off the wall, then picked up the longsword from the armor beside him—his thin arm was surprisingly strong enough to lift a giant sword—and began to hack wildly at the painting.
stab.
The canvas was forcibly torn apart.
Ariel seemed to see—in that instant, the canvas seemed empty; no, that was indeed the case, as several people appeared in the paintings next to it.
Gavin raised his sword and slashed.
This time Ariel saw it clearly: the people in the painting scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing into other paintings.
Gavin, meanwhile, continued to wildly stab and slash around with his longsword, the blade scraping against walls, doorframes, and cabinet corners, producing a series of teeth-grinding screeching sounds.
He seemed to want to use this most brutal and primitive method to forcibly dig Ariel out of the "invisible" place.
Moreover, there were indeed several times when the sword's edge almost grazed the spot where Ariel was hiding.
This upside-down temple can indeed be a place to hide.
However, "hiding" does not mean disappearing completely.
Ariel still exists.
It still occupies that small portion of the actual volume.
Anything that can cross this seemingly real yet illusory boundary will be able to reach him.
Another burst of chaotic clattering sounds followed.
Gavin finally lost his patience.
As soon as the longsword slashed through the crystal door, the door, which was already cracked from being squeezed by the statue's face, exploded instantly, scattering shattered crystals all over the ground.
Followed by.
The statues then poured in one after another.
and.
They all turned their faces at the same time!
All the cold, pale marble faces were turned toward the direction where Ariel was hiding!
Gavin looked up with a grin.
They also looked at a corner of the ceiling that seemed to be empty.
"So... you have this kind of ability."
His voice carried the surprise of a child discovering a new toy.
"Wow, that's impressive. I'd like to see how you did that!"
Ariel's heart tightened.
But there was no time to react.
Sometime during the day, the ceiling was covered with statues.
Densely packed.
One statue after another.
Their limbs were twisted and clung to the dome, their movements stiff and strange, like clumps of corpses haphazardly pieced together, slowly moving as if they were living things.
There are still more statues climbing up.
Stone chips fell softly, like a fine dusting of snow.
Even Ariel couldn't help but feel a chill at that moment.
That's no longer just the instinctive fear when facing danger.
It was more like some kind of spiritual pollution from the rules themselves, seeping in little by little along his line of sight, forcing even his thinking to become rigid.
"What are you looking at?"
A faint, eerie voice suddenly rang out from very close by.
Ariel's heart skipped a beat.
Instinctively, I turned my head away—
Gavin had somehow ended up hanging upside down beside him.
A pair of eyes met his gaze curiously.