Taiyi …
Even in the legends, the divine title also included the scope of the sun, and some people believed that the two were actually the same. But in fact, the difference between Dongjun and Taiyi was like the difference between a cabinet minister and an emperor.
Even if one looked glorious, in fact, he was just a high-level employee.
The other was the true ruler of all things.
As the supreme god of the Dongxia region, he was one of the few powerful gods in the world. Even after observation and deduction, many scholars once believed that this god had never existed at all, and that it was just a fabrication for the Sun God, Dongjun.
Otherwise, how could there not be a little bit of divinity left to this day?
Unfortunately, the fall and disappearance of the gods was an unsolved case, not to mention Taiyi, who had disappeared thousands of years ago.
No one could prove whether his existence was real or not.
But now, Crow threw out such a big piece of news in front of Huai Shi without any warning, and Huai Shi's brain almost stopped working on the spot.
"'Taiyi' … really exists?"
"Yes."
Crow replied calmly, "It did exist, even if it only existed for a moment … But this miracle undoubtedly once circulated in the world."
Huai Shi swallowed dryly, and he was already a little eager to try. But before that, at least there were some questions that needed to be clarified.
"What is the success rate?"
"Don't worry about that," Crow said. "If you can succeed, then it will be 100%!"
"…"
Huai Shi was speechless.
So I'm just a little white mouse to explore the way?
I'm afraid there's a sudden death waiting for me!
"Didn't I say that the Celestial genealogy completed a total of seven and a half paths of sublimation?" Crow looked at him innocently. "This is the other half …"
In fact, the path of Heaven's Inquisition was a semi-finished product that the utopia had not been able to complete until the fall of the utopia.
Although it could be proven that this path of sublimation ultimately led to the Sun God, Dongjun, after real verification, it was discovered that Dongjun was still not the theoretical limit.
It should be able to go further.
But after that, no matter what method he used, he couldn't improve on this foundation.
In countless simulation experiments, no matter what method was used, Dong Jun's Stigmata would directly collapse and turn into an artificial sun.
Perhaps there was a premise that had been overlooked, or perhaps there was a flaw that had not been noticed.
This was the difficulty that Kingdom of Heaven had not been able to overcome until the fall of Kingdom of Heaven. Until the split of Utopia, no one had been able to become East Lord, let alone try to become Taiyi.
"Don't worry. Since I've said so, I'm 100% sure of success."
Crow comforted him, "Besides, don't the Stigmata grow on your body? Isn't it up to you whether you're willing or not? "
As she spoke, she raised her wing and patted Huai Shi's shoulder, making a sincere and magnanimous promise. "Even if you don't want to enter Taiyi, I won't force you!"
"Really?" Huai Shi was doubtful.
"Of course it's true!" Crow replied habitually, "Why would I lie to you?"
Huai Shi: "…"
Crow: "…"
In the silence, Huai Shi stared straight at Crow. Crow also blinked innocently at him, her eyes full of sincerity and kindness.
She looked very credible, but Huai Shi couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.
He felt that her arrangement was already on the way …
"I have a question."
Huai Shi suddenly said.
"Well, ask away," Crow said.
"I want to hear the truth. I need you to make a promise to your words."
As he spoke, Huai Shi's expression was unprecedentedly serious. He stared straight at the black-hearted woman in front of him.
"Are you Taiyi?"
"No."
Crow shook her head and asked in confusion, "What are you thinking about? There are only three gods in the present realm. Excluding the White Crown King, whose fate is unknown, there is only one in the American lineage, and one in the Continuation Academy … Do you think that if a god is still alive, the Astronomy Association wouldn't know? "
She paused for a moment and immediately became happy. "Oh, in your heart, is my image so glorious and great? It really makes me a little happy. "
"…"
Huai Shi was speechless. She was right.
There were only three gods left in the world.
The White Crown King, who was uncertain whether he was still alive, the existence of an extremely confidential existence in the Continuation Academy, and the backer of the American lineage, who was barely holding up the overall situation.
Other than these three, there couldn't be any other gods left in the world.
"Moreover, if I were a goddess …"
Crow asked seriously, "Wouldn't you be a bootlicker?"
Huai Shi rolled his eyes again.
What was wrong with him to think that such an unreliable black-hearted woman was a god? If she were a god, the world would have fallen into hell long ago, wouldn't it?
But even if he knew in his heart that this was just his imagination, he still couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
He couldn't help but start to consider her suggestion.
Whether it was Dongjun or Taiyi, they were too far away for him.
Now, Huai Shi's top priority was to master the Young Master of Life's Stigmata. Otherwise, what was the point of thinking about the name of the child in the future when he hadn't even touched his partner's little hand?
What he was considering was whether to use the method provided by Crow.
He was a little tempted.
Just like how Crow knew what he would choose from the beginning, he also knew that he couldn't resist the temptation of this method.
Cultivate a large group of hell that belonged to him.
It was indeed killing three birds with one stone.
He could take the long view and think about it carefully.
"But the problem is …"
Huai Shi had a headache. "If I do this, won't it cause distortion in the present realm?"
As the red stick fighter of the Command Bureau, it was one thing to say that he was secretly a traitor of the Utopia, but he also had to secretly communicate with hell and raise a group of demons and ghosts as henchmen.
This was no longer at the level of knowingly breaking the law.
No one knew that the Book of Destiny was in his pocket, but raising a group of hell creatures couldn't be hidden from others. What if his old leader reported him, and then the four major armies descended from the sky and wiped him out?
"Distortion in the present realm? You? "
Crow was amused. "Silly boy, I'm not looking down on you … Even if you directly freeze now, you won't be a threat to the present realm.
Besides, raising demons and ghosts in the Abyss is a tradition of the Utopia, okay? In the past, they treated hell like a pigsty, raising waves and killing waves as if they were harvesting leeks … If they really wanted to investigate this, it wouldn't be your turn even if they killed the top 100. You can rest assured and boldly earn Correction Points.
Even if this world is in trouble, it's definitely not your fault alone. "
Correction Points, Degree of Distortion.
Both were terms for change, a unit to quantify the change in the present realm, and at the same time, a factor to measure the depth.
The changes in miracles and disasters all depended on this.
Crow didn't say much about this, but simply told Huai Shi straightforwardly, "If the change is good, then it can generally be called a correction. If this change is bad, then it can be called a distortion.
The two are not constant, and sometimes they transform and image each other. The specific calculation method is probably only known by the department in charge of the Doomsday Clock in the Continuation Institute.
You just need to know one thing. "
"The higher the correction value, the closer this world is to paradise," Crow said.
"And the higher the degree of distortion, the closer this world is to hell …"
Huai Shi suddenly understood. "The two cancel each other out and form the current situation, right? I understand. "
"…" Crow didn't say anything, just looked at him in confusion.
Until he realized that something was wrong.
"What's wrong?"
"No, I just found out that you might have misunderstood something."
Crow raised his wings and scratched his little head. After a long silence, he asked, "Do you think that the two values are actually two sides of the same coin, like two ends of a scale, and the weight can cancel each other out?"
"Isn't that the case?"
Huai Shi felt that something was wrong.
"I also hope that's the case, but unfortunately, it's not."
Crow sighed. "The saddest thing is … the two sides are actually calculated separately.
There is no positive and negative cancellation, no balance between good and evil, Huai Shi, the two exist together, and they both bring about their own effects. "
This world existed between two extremes.
Just like the rope in a tug-of-war competition.
It was infinitely close to paradise, and at the same time, infinitely close to hell, so wildly wandering between the two. Perhaps it belonged to both at the same time, but at the same time, it was more difficult to distinguish.
In the long silence, Huai Shi stood in place.
He recalled the scene he saw in his dream when he advanced.
The glorious appearance, the countless gorgeous borders surrounding the outside, the dark abyss, and the barren world in the deepest part of hell, everything that died.
In a vague trance, he seemed to understand something.
But it was difficult to understand.
"What exactly is hell?" He looked at Crow blankly. "What level and what kind of world can truly be called hell?"
Such a simple question, but it made Crow fall into silence.
After a long time, she said softly, "Huai Shi, the so-called hell is a place that has lost change."
"Change?"
"Yes, change. It doesn't matter if you call it entropy increase or heat death. At that level, everything will become a pool of stagnant water, falling into eternal solidification, and should end."
She said, "To be more precise, it should be a world that has reached the end, a world that used to be, a world that has long since died, a place where there is no hope or future …
When a world dies, the wreckage it leaves behind is hell. "
"At that time, everything you see is an outline that has long been unrecognizable compared to the past. The ashes left behind after the beautiful past that is worthy of praise have been burned out. After a long time, the records of its original appearance have been lost …
The tombstones and tombs of a world, the final destination of all things.
The old world ushers in destruction, is buried, and is together with the past. Then a new world rises from the ground in hell, ushering in a new tomorrow, until tomorrow no longer comes … "
"Everything will change, and everything will stop changing, just like the stars will fall, the sun will go out, and heroes will usher in death.
Layers of the old world are constantly buried, turning into fossils hidden deep under the earth, sinking into eternal darkness. "
During this long narration, she stared at her contractor and told him word by word:
"I think, this should be hell, Huai Shi."
.
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After the conversation in the morning ended, Huai Shi's mood fell into depression.
He couldn't work up any energy.
He sat on the sofa in a daze, basking in the sun outside the window. After some time, he fell asleep. When he was awakened by the sound outside the window, it was already afternoon.
He got up from the sofa, folded the blanket that Fang Shu quietly covered him with, walked to the window, and saw a vast expanse of silver.
Countless pure white snow powder rustled down from the sky in the wind, stained the window, and melted in the warm air of the air conditioner. It left on the windowsill, condensing into wisps of frost.
Unbelievable.
Huai Shi raised his hand and pressed it on the window. He felt the actual cold temperature, but he still couldn't believe everything in front of him. "It's snowing?"
"Yes."
In the corner of the living room, the Crow hummed, rolled up small flowers and decorations, and jumped up and down to dress up the enamel birdcage that she bought from the antique shop.
"When you advanced, you slept for half a month." She turned around and said, "Tomorrow is New Year's Day, haven't you noticed?"
Huai Shi took out his phone from his pocket and stared at the date with wide eyes.
December 31st.
It's … New Year's Day?
It felt like he had slept for a long time, and when he opened his eyes, the whole world was different.
Huai Shi pushed open the door. In the cold wind, he felt cool and comfortable. In the courtyard, the fat horse that had never seen snow before was holding Beelzebub in its mouth and running around excitedly, neighing loudly.
Huai Shi scratched his head helplessly. He studied the horse's silhouette, which had become rounder in a while. Suddenly, he had a headache. "It's so fat."
What did Fang Shu feed it?
It's so fat. Can it still run in the future?
If I ride it out in the future, I'll probably be called the "Prince of Fat Horses," right?
Sensing its underling's disrespectful gaze, the white horse snorted coldly. It raised its nostrils and blew two streams of hot air in his face. Then, it raised its head proudly and turned to leave.
Yes, it was holding the screaming Beelzebub in its mouth.
For some reason, it quite liked this new toy … It treated it like a tape recorder. Whenever it was bored, it would kick it and wait for it to do crosstalk and storytelling.
Fine.
Huai Shi helplessly looked at the iron book that the horse kept spitting out fragrant sounds from its mouth. He waved his hand, telling it to pray for itself.
In this family, even the horse's status was higher than his.
He really couldn't live like this.
But when the snow fell on his shoulders, he felt the cold and the noisy scene in the city at the foot of the mountain in the distance. Huai Shi's mood instantly brightened.
Reaching out to catch the falling snowflakes, he sighed deeply. "It's almost New Year's Day."
Time flew by so quickly.
But now, when he looked around, it felt so long.
In July, he became a Ascender.
In August, he took revenge and killed Qi Wen.
At the end of August, he was on Mayflower. In September, he ran to the rookie competition.
Then, it was the Night of the Witch. Then, it was Stellaris …
After going around in circles, he finally became the Young Arbiter of Life.
It only took him five months.
It was so short, but when he recalled it, he felt so fulfilled.
It was like sitting on a roller coaster, rushing forward all the way. He couldn't even find the place to stop.
While his life was completely different, it also became so busy and noisy.
He realized his wish, had a family, and obtained power …
Before the age of seventeen, he longed for a change in his life. But when this change came, he didn't expect it to be so violent.
It could be predicted that there would be constant changes in the future, right?
His life would continue like this.
Just like this world would continue to run.
Everything would change.
Maybe one day, death would come as promised … But for him, wasn't it too early to worry about such a distant thing?
In the gradually falling snow, Huai Shi couldn't help but chuckle softly.
He casually threw away the snowflakes on his fingertips.
He turned and walked into the house.
Waiting for the arrival of New Year.
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