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

Chapter 953 A Golden Crow (The End)
As Shen Zhiyu finished speaking.

The blood-red sunset finally burst open.

The golden figure sitting on the spring-loaded horse was no longer human, but a bursting beam of light, so dazzling that Liu Sheng could barely open his eyes.

Only visible through the eyes of the tiny tentacles—

Light is both infinitely large and infinitely small.

Everything was compressed to its limit.

Then the earth shook, and finally, it erupted completely!

The false sky was torn apart like paper, revealing the boundless void behind it.

The sand and gravel unfolded, the buildings collapsed, and the doors flew in amidst the violent tremors. The world behind the doors was like a ray of light being stretched into threads, all collapsing towards that "point".

That point lies with Professor Shen.

She screamed in agony, and those sounds were ultimately absorbed into the single point of light within her body, including her arrogant and overbearing self.

The singularity has been exposed!

Just then, Liu Sheng finally made his move.

As Shen Zhiyu's outer shell peeled away, revealing the spark, tentacles emerged and plunged into the collapsing gravitational core.

But in that instant, the extreme pain of bursting forth and collapsing tore Liu Sheng's body apart.

The strength of the small tentacles follows that of Liu Sheng's body, so although they can be surprisingly effective when used unexpectedly, they are essentially just equivalent to a mortal body.

If Shen Zhiyu's "outer shell" hadn't collapsed first, she probably wouldn't have been able to even take this step.

However, she is now about to be swallowed up by this collapsing high gravitational field.

The "world" rotates rapidly, forcibly stabilizing energy fluctuations with the unified field formula of "three energies in one", and absorbing them into the small tentacles to strengthen itself.

Even so, it is still far from enough.

This is a black hole that is about to form!

Professor Shen could sense something invading.

But now there are just too many things invading my body, including the whole world that I used to be so proud of, so I no longer have the energy to distinguish them carefully.

But just as things were about to reach their limit, in the instant when everything was rapidly collapsing, an ancient door slowly approached at a speed that the mind could comprehend.

The door opened, and a young girl with an unfamiliar appearance, dressed in ancient costume, leaned out and extended her hand to Shen Zhiyu:

"Professor Shen, are you willing to trust me completely?"

Shen Zhiyu felt like she was dreaming.

But the look in the girl's eyes was exactly the same as that of the eloquent and rambling "He Tao" from before—confident and certain.

In despair, Shen Zhiyu subconsciously reached out her hand.

He held the girl's hand tightly.

No, they are tentacles.

It was slippery and sticky, with a strange texture, and looked like it was shining with golden light and twinkling with stars, which was incredibly mysterious.

It was this tentacle that pulled Shen Zhiyu back from that position near the singularity and dragged her heavily into the space behind the door.

It was a quaint study.

The room was filled with densely packed sheets of paper, as if suspended by an invisible gravity. The papers were covered with various calculations and numerous graphs.

Upon closer inspection, Shen Zhiyu found it somewhat familiar.

Like those things that all the top scientists at the previous symposium were racking their brains to research: how to compress energy, how to release it, and how to transform it...

However, everyone has their own area of ​​expertise, and Shen Zhiyu could only barely understand it.

But now it seems——

"You solved it?"

The girl smiled slightly: "Yes, while we were talking, I finally managed to get some data, so I allocated some threads for calculations."

"Fortunately, this fundamental formula is one I've studied before." Shen Zhiyu was no longer able to follow this line of thought.

At this moment, the ancient room began to twist at its edges, as if it were about to be drawn into the collapsing singularity outside.

“There’s no time.” The girl’s expression hardened, and she asked again, “Professor Shen, please trust me completely and hand over control to me.”

Shen Zhiyu had no other choice at this point.

Finally setting aside all pride and defensiveness, he nodded.

Then a golden thread extended from her chest and entered the girl's body.

The same is true for young girls.

Tentacles pierced deep into Shen Zhiyu's soul, from which a strange technique began to operate, forming profound and ancient array patterns, along with a strange flow of energy...

Shen Zhiyu was astonished to discover that the chaotic, violent, and almost uncontrollable energy within her body was gradually guided and stabilized by this cultivation technique.

The girl's voice echoed deep within my consciousness:

"Such a powerful 'Boundary of Faith' still has so much redundant energy; it's a real waste not to use it to build Skynet..."

A vast network spread out from Shen Zhiyu, reaching even more distant places.

Shen Zhiyu finally "saw" it.

In her perception, countless illusory figures appeared in the void, and a golden thread extended from each of them, connecting to her and transmitting the energy within them that was about to go out of control.

In this way, the energy that had been suppressed within the body was released and discharged, the pressure that had been building up at the critical point gradually eased, and finally, the collapse of the singularity stopped, gravity gradually weakened, and everything began anew...

Shen Zhiyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Her thoughts receded in a calm, tidal wave, and as her consciousness relaxed, she gradually sank into a dream she hadn't entered in a long time...

……

When she opened her eyes again, Shen Zhiyu was awake.

I found myself sitting on a spring-loaded pony, swaying back and forth.

The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the sky and buildings a crimson red, just like the scene I always saw in this small park on my way home from school.

"Am I... dead?"

But now... was it all a dream?
At this moment, the girl in ancient costume whose gaze fell on the slide suddenly remembered everything.

"You did it!" Shen Zhiyu exclaimed in surprise.

The girl smiled.

Then, Shen Zhiyu frowned and slowly uttered the next sentence:
“I understand...you are not He Tao.”

Before she could finish speaking, the smile on the girl's face froze instantly.

Shen Zhiyu was still trying to figure it out when suddenly she heard a "shh" sound in her ears, as if some distorted signal was being transmitted into her brain.

Then the sky became much more mottled, and the clouds that looked like they were painted became much less pixelated, gradually turning from smooth edges into blocks of color.

The same goes for the small park; the resolution drops, and mosaics crawl across the field of vision like insects, turning it into an unrecognizable mess.

My hands are itchy too.

Looking down, I realized my hands were also being encroached upon by some kind of fine, pixelated mosaic. Dark pixels spread from my fingertips, climbing along my metacarpals and forearms…

The girl's entire body was covered in mosaics.

He muttered under his breath, "%￥#*@!"

However, the sound was also censored.

Eventually, from the inside out, mosaics gradually covered this world that had just escaped the singularity.

Everything returns to nothingness.

It was as if they had never existed.

(End of this chapter)