The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 927 A Golden Crow (Part 1) (Part 2 Combined)

Liu Sheng was still lying in bed.

But they had already vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

A gaze was fixed intently on her.

However, instinct prevented her from opening her eyes.

Only a tiny eye peeked out from her temple, slowly moving towards the direction of that gaze.

However, just that one glance sent a chill down Liu Sheng's spine.

On the opposite bed, a dark figure sat upright.

They were using dormitory beds with a desk underneath. The person was sitting on the top bunk, with their head almost touching the ceiling, but they didn't notice anything.

His face was turned towards her, as if he were staring at her intently.

But the curtains obscured the view, making it difficult to see clearly.

She then remembered—

This is a high-dimensional analysis copy of "A Golden Crow". Now, she is "He Tao", a senior student majoring in Federal Languages ​​at Qingyang University.

Qingyang University is located in Qingyang City in the south, where the summer heat is unbearable and mosquitoes are rampant, so mosquito nets must be hung on the beds.

However, the curtain obstructed the view considerably, so Liu Sheng could only slowly peer closer to see what was going on with the person opposite her.

But his eyes paused, frozen in the middle.

Don't dare to move.

Including Liu Sheng's entire body.

And her heartbeat.

She then noticed that half of her face was pressed against the bottom of her mosquito net.

A pair of eyes were fixed on the mosquito net, trying to peer inside.

Their goal is the same as Liu Sheng's.

But they are much bolder.

To do this, you have to stand on Liu Sheng's table, grab the edge of the bed with your hands, and look inside.

Imagining the other person's posture, Liu Sheng's frozen heart sank, and a chill ran through her body.

Even though she is now a god, fear is still her instinct.

Perhaps it was because this body was still a mortal body, and one could even sense that it had no cultivation and no other power besides "Mom".

Of course, the power of "mother" is enough to destroy the world.

With a single thought, she could send the spy flying, and even take care of the person sitting on the opposite bed.

But Liu Sheng did not want to do that.

First of all, she didn't know what this instance was all about, or why it would start from the identity of an ordinary college student.

Secondly, the most crucial aspect of high-dimensional analysis is to understand and discover things from within the world. Brute force dismantling is not beneficial and may even eliminate key figures who could have provided clues.

More importantly, she could sense it—

There was an extremely powerful force of rules watching all of this.

The moment she shows even the slightest abnormality, this high-dimensional analysis will immediately come to an end.

Your intuition is remarkably accurate; it is indeed so.

The indifferent voice of "the world" rang out.

[Note! The rules for this high-dimensional analysis are as follows:]

First, the character must remain true to the persona of "He Tao"; second, the character must not exhibit any unusual behavior.

Liu Sheng sighed helplessly: "This is the first time I've encountered this kind of rule. So, what constitutes being different from ordinary people?"

[For example, using tentacles to smash the head of the person spying outside.]

"I understand. At least we can't act strangely when we're in each other's sight."

In this way, Liu Sheng probably understood what he should do.

So, under that sharp, needle-like gaze, Liu Sheng turned over, facing away from those eyes, uttered a mumbled dream, and then slowly drifted off to sleep.

"Are you really going to sleep?" the world asked.

[Of course it's true. Since this is the kind of world they live in, it means they are normal people. At least I didn't sense any eerie energy from them. Since they are normal people, there's nothing to fear.]

The very fact that they are spying on me like this suggests that something is wrong with me, which is why they are observing me. In other words, I am rather frightening.

[This is a reasonable speculation.] The "world" acknowledges it.

Of course, Liu Sheng was just resting with her eyes closed, pretending to be asleep, but in reality, she was secretly continuing to observe with her small eyes hidden in her hair.

After staring at it for a while, the half of the face slowly lowered.

Liu Sheng heard a slight sound, the sound of bare feet stepping on the wooden desk, the flesh sticking to the wood and then separating.

Then my feet touched the smooth floor.

It's very slow.

Carefully.

The sound slowly moved to the bed diagonally opposite Liu Sheng.

Then a dark figure slowly climbed the ladder, lifted the mosquito net, and crawled inside.

Liu Sheng confirmed the bed number before slowly recalling it from her memory.

That bed belongs to Long Yingxue.

A senior history major.

The dark figure sitting upright opposite them was named Lin Yue, also a senior history major.

After seeing Long Yingxue return, the two exchanged a glance.

It seems something has been confirmed.

Then, he lay down in silence.

However, even through two layers of mosquito nets, Liu Sheng could still barely make out their outlines; their faces were still facing him.

Throughout the entire ordeal, the roommate whose bed was connected to Liu Sheng's and whose feet were opposite him remained completely quiet.

Zheng Qiran is a senior majoring in history.

Speaking of which, everyone in this four-person dormitory except for "He Tao" is a history major.

The reason was that the number of female students in the Federal Languages ​​major, where He Tao was studying, was exactly an odd number, so He Tao became the extra one and was squeezed into the dormitory of the History major.

However, He Tao has a cheerful personality, so she doesn't feel awkward like an outsider and gets along quite well with her roommates.

On the contrary, Zheng Qiran, being quiet and introverted, appeared somewhat aloof.

So why did those two roommates observe He Tao in such a way?
Is there some suspicion directed at her?
Does high-dimensional analysis reveal something?
But she had only just arrived...

This suggests that the reason lies not with Liu Sheng, but with "He Tao" herself, or some unknown reason related to her.

At least He Tao is unaware of this.

Because I have no relevant information in my memory, and right now I'm filled with thoughts of the Federal Language Level 12 exam early tomorrow morning.

I was memorizing vocabulary words in my notebook before going to bed, and I even dreamt about taking an exam, except I dreamt that I was rushing to the exam hall in my pajamas, which startled me awake.

Liu Sheng lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.

Her goal for this trip was to analyze [a golden crow].

The golden crow that now hangs on the Northern Wall has long since entered a period of energy decline.

Although the chaotic net spread by the "Earth Mother" slowed the spread of the cold night, many "divine nodes" in the human world also released protective power, temporarily stabilizing the situation.

But the expansion of the cold night is ultimately irreversible.

The northern border's southward invasion has already entered the cold night and is gradually spreading.

Moreover, it only slows down the process, it cannot actually stop it.

The world is still irresistibly heading towards its demise.

All Liu Sheng could do was try his best to lift this world up and prevent more abyssal invasions during the cold night.

But as the cold night spreads and the light fades, what is truly terrifying is the ensuing food crisis.

This is the biggest problem from beginning to end.

She can still sustain the supply of millions of people along the Great Wall, but when the Golden Crow is completely extinguished, everything will collapse.

Other regions ravaged by the cold night probably cannot even do this.

So she had to figure it out:
How did this "Golden Crow" come about, and is it possible to replicate it?

More importantly -

Could it be used as energy for the Xianzhou?

She has always felt that this is an ideal energy source.

It can not only provide the energy needed for the immortal ship to survive.

At the same time, it is stable, pure, and long-lasting.

The only problem is that it will deteriorate.

However, if she can understand the principle behind it, and with the continuous replenishment of "source particles", she may be able to extend its lifespan or even completely solve the problem.

Although "source particles" contain immense energy, they cannot be used directly. As high-dimensional particles formed by the critical superposition of spiritual energy, strange energy, and sacred energy at a specific frequency, directly extracting them as energy sources might cause collapse, pollution, or explosion. This type of energy must be precisely calculated and guided by Liu Sheng's consciousness to be released in the correct form.

Cultivators in the Godhood Network do not absorb directly, but rather absorb through the guidance of cultivation techniques.

A golden crow might be a kind of "technique"—or rather, an energy circulation mode.

As for the "divine and treacherous clash" energy cluster used by the temple, Liu Sheng would not use it either, as it is too unstable and might blow up the immortal ship if activated.

It's just a bunch of laymen messing around.

So, it seems that Lindel, this so-called "technical advisor," didn't have many technological achievements or scientific literacy in the Federal Empire's colonies, which is why he produced such a thing.

Of course, he was just a junior researcher.

The "world" section provides additional information.

[Furthermore, the major should be biology, not aerospace engineering.]

Liu Sheng also said:

[It's unlikely that scientists specializing in aerospace engineering would emerge on this colony; otherwise, higher dimensions should be on their guard.]

However, it now seems that the technological level of this world should be similar to the stage that "Yi Yu" was in back then.

That "golden crow" most likely originated from the experimental results of a certain researcher. The location and the person selected for higher-dimensional analysis should be related to this.

However, after thinking for a long time, Liu Sheng realized that He Tao's ordinary family background, her major in Federal Language which was unrelated to energy, her mediocre academic level, and her predicament of not being able to find a job even after submitting resumes every day, seemed completely unrelated to the topic.

The only clue is why Lin Yue and Long Yingxue are so concerned about her.

This point must be clearly understood.

Liu Sheng didn't want to miss the birth of a "Golden Crow" and waste a high-dimensional analysis opportunity without gaining anything.

In that world, time flows by, bit by bit.

Liu Sheng needs to be cherished.

Thinking this, she closed her eyes.

This body needs sleep.

……

The next morning, Liu Sheng was awakened by a noisy and chaotic ringing of bells.

The music was quite noisy, a mix of a dozen male voices taking turns singing in high and low tones and in chorus, with a chaotic melody and exaggerated rhythm, which made her frown.

Is this the music popular in the Federal Empire?
The people of Tang expressed their incomprehension.

Liu Sheng turned off the ringer with some disdain.

Then she saw the creators of the music on her phone screen—fifteen boys who looked exactly alike to Liu Sheng, grinning and winking at her on the screen.

[It seems He Tao is... what was her name again?]

"[Fangirls.]" the world said calmly.

【how do you know? 】

I've been studying on the StarNet since you fell asleep.

Surfing is fine, but trying to study... No wonder the phone battery is only at 12%.

Anyway, you're going to take an exam, so you don't need your phone.

Thank you, no need to remind me.

Liu Sheng sat up, stretched, and turned her gaze to meet Lin Yue and Long Yingxue's eyes.

They seemed to have been awake for a while, but were still lying there playing on their phones, their eyes unconsciously drifting in her direction.

"What's wrong? Why are you all staring at me?"

Liu Sheng tossed her messy hair and said casually, as if she were joking.

However, it terrified the two girls who thought they had hidden themselves well.

Lin Yue stammered, "No, no!"

Long Yingxue chuckled twice, but it sounded somewhat like she was bluffing: "Nobody's looking at you, stop being so narcissistic. You, why aren't you getting up yet? Aren't you taking the Level 12 exam?"

This exam is only for federal language majors; other majors only need to reach level eight.

For Lin Yue and Long Yingxue, the most important things right now are finding jobs and writing their graduation theses.

"Oh yes!"

Liu Sheng then slapped his forehead as if he had suddenly realized something.

She quickly rolled up the mosquito net, climbed out of bed, and rushed to the bathroom under the watchful eyes of the two men.

No one saw that the moment before rushing into the restroom, the smile on Liu Sheng's lips had already vanished, replaced by a cold scrutiny.

But it quickly rose again.

There was another person brushing their teeth in front of the sink, with their back to the door.

That was Zheng Qiran, who got up the earliest.

Liu Sheng greeted her lazily, "Good morning."

She then very naturally walked over and squeezed next to Zheng Qiran to get the toothbrush and mouthwash cup.

Zheng Qiran had just finished swiping his brush and calmly turned to the side to avoid touching her, giving up his spot.

"I'm ready."

A simple sentence, and we passed each other by.

Liu Sheng's gaze fell on the other person's indifferent profile.

His skin was slightly dark, his cheekbones were slightly high, his face was square, and his lines were cold and hard, just like his personality.

"Okay, you're here early."

"Okay, go to morning reading."

Liu Sheng knew Zheng Qiran's personality and didn't have any issues with her; she was just not very good at socializing, so she simply chose to speak less.

Reading aloud in the morning is just Zheng Qiran's personal habit.

Senior students are basically exempt from 8 a.m., so they can sleep until they naturally wake up.

Just like Lin Yue and Long Yingxue.

It's just that because I have a guilty conscience, I get up early, but I don't leave the bed for a moment.

This shows that Zheng Qiran is a hardworking academic achiever, while his two roommates in the same major are clearly not.

I heard that Zheng Qiran is going to be recommended for postgraduate studies...

Liu Sheng recalled this information thoughtfully.

While squeezing toothpaste onto the toothbrush, I observed the toothbrush and toothpaste cup placed next to the sink.

The four cups were piled together, among which was a reddish-brown cup—clearly the kind sold at the school store—and it was wet.

It was the very one Zheng Qiran had just used.

They were arranged very neatly.

It's too neat.

It fits perfectly within the square area formed by the tiles on the washbasin, with just the right distance from all four sides.

If you measure it with a ruler, you'll probably get the same value.

But Liu Sheng didn't need that; her eyes were her ruler.

The angle of the toothbrush is precisely aligned with the bottom right corner of the square, an angle that appears to have been precisely calculated.

Clearly, He Tao had not noticed this before.

Who would notice that toothbrushes and cups are neatly arranged? And with four people's toothbrushes piled together, it just looks messy at first glance.

It seems Zheng Qiran has obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Liu Sheng nodded and completed the brushing process in exactly two minutes, also imitating Zheng Qiran by placing the toothbrush and toothpaste cups perfectly.

When she returned to her dormitory, Zheng Qiran had already left.

Liu Sheng glanced at Zheng Qiran's desk, which was neat and tidy with almost nothing superfluous. The only items on the bookshelf were many history books, including several graduate-level textbooks, and a small bottle of hand sanitizer.

In short, it's a style that suggests you can leave the dorm at any time.

Long Yingxue and Lin Yue had already climbed out of bed.

The former was looking down at a book, but her mind was clearly not on it, because she was holding a textbook from her freshman year—"Archaeological Theory (Elementary)"—which she probably just randomly picked out from her messy pile of books that weren't arranged by year.

The latter was actually putting on makeup, and his eyes kept sneaking glances at her through the mirror.

But Liu Sheng remembers...

Lin Yue hasn't washed her face yet, has she?

He silently felt disgusted.

From this perspective, Liu Sheng felt that Zheng Qiran's lifestyle and attitude towards learning were more in line with hers.

Next, you can spend more time with her and have a good chat.

Perhaps there will be some clues about [a golden crow].

However, Liu Sheng did not get the chance.

Because that cold, stern profile that Liu Sheng saw in the restroom was the last time she saw Zheng Qiran.

(End of this chapter)