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

Chapter 958 Two Golden Crows (Part 5)

Liu Sheng had been busy in front of the computer for who knows how long.

"The world" is also assisting.

However, it can move freely in the Skynet without the aid of any terminal, while Liu Sheng still has to rely on a keyboard and screen.

In reality, He Tao turned over, swung her arm, and unintentionally turned on the phone next to her pillow.

The time displayed above:
【03: 45】

Just then, the bathroom door creaked open, and a pale light slanted across the handsome signboard at the entrance.

He Tao's bathroom is equipped with warm-light lamps.

Moreover, the lights were turned off before going to bed.

The lighting is clearly wrong.

As if drawn by some force, He Tao slowly sat up from the bed, her eyes vacant, her steps unsteady, and she staggered toward the bathroom like a sleepwalker.

Liu Sheng, who had just successfully sent the email and was feeling quite satisfied, heard the commotion outside and quickly went to look. Taking this opportunity, she swiftly switched bodies.

In the mysterious realm, He Tao's "true self" and obsession can be flexibly interchanged.

At this moment, Liu Sheng took control of her body again and walked step by step toward the pale white bathroom.

Sure enough, a familiar bright yellow door appeared in the bathroom.

From the crack in the door, a faint whisper could be heard, as if something was beckoning.

Because of her merging and separating from He Tao, Liu Sheng is now able to remain clear-headed.

After all, it was He Tao herself who truly fell into a deep slumber.

Whether because of past experiences or current rationality, Liu Sheng would never want to step through that door again.

However, at that moment, she actually reached out and turned the doorknob.

Inside the door, there was familiar floral wallpaper and black and white tiles.

She walked in barefoot, and immediately felt a damp and sticky sensation under her feet, as if she had stepped into some liquid that had not yet solidified.

The door closed silently behind her.

It vanished again, as if it had never existed.

With no way out, she could only move forward.

At that moment, she felt some kind of thought calling to her from the end of the corridor.

It was as if someone was eagerly awaiting her arrival.

Liu Sheng suppressed his speculation.

The Law of Attraction.

The more you think about it, the more likely it is to come true.

So she deliberately chose not to think about it.

Then I remembered another door.

The door was covered with graffiti depicting a slide, a sandpit, and a rocking horse.

And so, Liu Sheng was standing in front of this door.

Knocked lightly on the door.

He then pushed the door open and entered.

As the sun sets, the interior is bathed in a crimson glow once more.

But this time, it wasn't the kind of scorching heat caused by an impending stellar eruption; it was just the humid heat unique to the South.

In the distance, the silhouette of the family apartment building is blurred. In the sandpit in front of the building, a little girl is squatting there, intently digging with a yellow plastic shovel.

Liu Sheng walked over, squatted down beside the little girl, and asked softly:

"What are you looking for?"

"I'm doing archaeology!" the little girl replied without looking up.

"Oh……"

"So, what did you find?"

The little girl instantly felt a pang of sadness.

"not yet."

"It's okay, you'll find it soon."

"Really!" The little girl looked up at Liu Sheng, her eyes sparkling.

"Of course, you have to believe me."

The little girl tilted her head. "But...who are you?"

"My name is Liu Sheng."

"Oh... Sister Liu Sheng."

The little girl nodded, but then seemed a bit deflated, and her shoveling of sand became listless.

"But I've been digging for a long time, and I still haven't found what I'm looking for..."

"What do you want?"

"I……"

The little girl looked bewildered.

"I... I can't remember. Anyway, it's something very important. If I can't find it, I'll die. And... and just like when I was a kid and I flooded an anthill, everyone would die."

As she spoke, large tears rolled down her cheeks from her big, watery eyes.

"I don't want to drown this world..."

"But I don't know what to do."

Liu Sheng reached out and gently wiped away her tears, smiling as he said:
"Then give it another try. Maybe it's just a little bit off."

The little girl nodded firmly and gripped the shovel tightly again.

Digging resumed.

The setting sun grew increasingly deep red, as red as blood.

Just then, a voice called out from the distant apartment building:

"Fish, dinner's ready! Come back quickly!"

He called it several times in a row.

The little girl stopped what she was doing, looked up, and listened for a while.

Then she turned to Liu Sheng and said, "Sister Liu Sheng, I think I need to go home for dinner."

Liu Sheng had already sensed the attraction behind the door.

She's going back too.

With his last ounce of strength, he forced himself to speak to the little girl:
"Just dig one more shovelful, then go back, okay? Just one last shovelful."

The little girl didn't know why, but she still nodded obediently.

"it is good!"

"Give me an extra-large one!"

"it is good!"

So the little girl used all her strength to dig downwards.

With a dull thud, the shovel came to a stop.

"Huh?" Her eyes lit up instantly. "I touched something!"

She was overjoyed and dug out a corner of it.

The outline of the gray box gradually came into view, with an envelope pattern engraved on it.

"what is this?"

The little girl looked at her strangely.

Liu Sheng smiled: "This is called an email address, also known as an E-mail."

"Oh..." the little girl nodded. "I know, my parents both use this, but why is it here?"

But no one can answer this question anymore.

Because that older sister has disappeared.

They disappeared into the blood-red sunset.

……

Liu Sheng returned to He Tao's room.

[What a "kind" sister Liu Sheng is! She directly delivered the energy coupling evolution model that Shen Zhiyu had been dreaming of to his doorstep.]

"The World" chuckled lightly.

Liu Sheng shrugged. "There's no other way; this is my second step in the plan."

"Moreover, it's just a framework."

The first step is to get He Tao out of this space to fundamentally solve the "OOC" problem.

Of course, this is also a win-win situation, at least allowing He Tao to regain her freedom and be reborn.

[But from then on, he was burdened with the immense pressure of taking the entrance exam for the First Imperial University. I wonder if this kid will regret his freshman year?] "World" said coolly.

Liu Sheng coughed lightly.

Pretend you can't hear me.

He controlled "He Tao's" body to lie back on the bed and covered her with the quilt again.

As the eerie aura subsided, the strange white light in the bathroom gradually faded away.

Liu Sheng then withdrew and returned to her own space.

Although the two rooms are decorated almost identically.

But the visual experience is completely different.

In reality, it was still dark, with only a warm orange light shining in from the streetlights outside the window, carrying a kind of authenticity and warmth that belonged only to reality.

In the space where Liu Sheng was, there was still a deathly silence and gloom, with only the faint light from the computer screen illuminating her cold face.

However, this was Liu Sheng's choice.

Moreover, she didn't care much about these external conditions.

As long as there's internet access, that's fine.

The physical body isn't that important. The second step of the plan is to send the model framework calculated in the first playthrough to Shen Zhiyu via email.

"After all, the most pressing issue right now is the collapse and destruction of the 'Spark.' Time is of the essence, and I really can't think of anyone else who can intervene in this matter immediately besides her."

Indeed. Based on our last encounter, Shen Zhiyu is arrogant and stubborn, and she will not listen to anyone's advice.

“If we go to Shanhai City to stop her again, just like last time, not to mention whether we can even enter the ruins and see Shen Zhiyu, even if we do, she won’t listen to nobodies like us.”

But in dreams, do you really believe what a "Sister Liu Sheng" who appears out of nowhere says?

"Dreams are a manifestation of the subconscious; what I call this is consciousness implantation!"

This concept seems familiar...

"In short, although it may seem that we helped the culprit Shen Zhiyu in this matter, from the perspective of humanity that is about to be dragged into destruction, what we did was right."

"As for her crimes..." Liu Sheng curled his lips, "we'll deal with them later."

After saying that, she refocused her attention on the Threshold Skynet.

It's time to write my thesis.

……

On the other side of space.

Zhengjia Village, Shanhai City.

Shen Zhiyu woke up in bed.

She slept in the most spacious room in the excavation site's makeshift shelter.

One corner of the room houses an experimental table and servers, while the other side is a rest area. This layout allows her to start working as soon as she opens her eyes, with an almost seamless transition.

She felt like she was having a familiar yet strange dream.

I vaguely remember the sunset, the warm, humid wind, and the sandpit below the staff quarters...

There was another face, but it was blurry.

He spoke softly and gently.

But that was probably a dream that didn't occur during REM sleep. When I woke up, all that was left was a blurry impression, like the sandmarks left after the tide receded.

She rubbed her temples, not bothering to investigate further.

He skipped breakfast and went straight to his desk to browse through experimental records and the latest data he had discovered.

My fingers flew across the panel, switching layers from time to time, trying to piece together the newly unearthed patterns and compare them with the semantics in the database.

He then opened the calculation panel again, re-examining the draft he had left behind the night before, wondering if there were any new inspirations.

"No, no, no... This will still lead to an irreversible collapse state. The variables are wrong..."

He muttered to himself, then crossed out the original formula.

Soon, she became completely absorbed in the moment, ignoring even the rumbling in her stomach.

Just then, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Teacher Shen, are you up yet?"

That was her student, Zhuo Caiyun.

His voice was soft and his tone was careful; he clearly didn't want to disturb her.

However, Shen Zhiyu still frowned.

"Woke up."

"Then...may I come in?"

"Enter."

Zhuo Caiyun came in carrying a tray with breakfast on it and gently placed it on Shen Zhiyu's table.

"Teacher, I knew you must be too busy to go to the cafeteria for breakfast, so I brought it to you specially."

Shen Zhiyu's brows relaxed slightly.

"Thank you."

He immediately picked up the coffee on the tray to drink it, but was gently reminded by Zhuo Caiyun:
"Teacher, drinking coffee on an empty stomach is not good..."

But Shen Zhiyu ignored her and quickly drank it down.

A glass of iced Americano noticeably boosted my energy.

His gaze was fixed again on the array patterns and models, as if everything outside, including Zhuo Caiyun who was watching him with admiration, did not exist.

"Teacher, have you... made any progress on the model?" Zhuo Caiyun asked tentatively.

"Don't ask about things that aren't your business," Shen Zhiyu said coldly.

Zhuo Caiyun fell silent.

After a moment, I mustered up the courage to remind them:

"By the way, Professor, you've received many emails in your inbox, all from scientists around the world. Since the last symposium, everyone has been very interested in the progress of 'Spark'..."

Shen Zhiyu merely gave a cold laugh.

"They just think it's profitable and want a piece of the pie."

"Ignore all those emails."

"Oh……"

Zhuo Caiyun responded softly.

She stood there for a while, noticing that Shen Zhiyu was focused on the screen and never looked at her again.

His gaze lingered on the empty coffee cup, and the gradually cooling, sticky fried noodles and steamed buns, but in the end, he said nothing and silently left.

Only when the door closed did Shen Zhiyu finally relax her brow.

With a flick of his wrist, a faint light shot out and locked the door from the inside.

Only then did he sit down in the chair and begin his daily practice.

But the "seed" inside her remained unruly.

No matter how you try to regulate your breathing or guide it, it remains restless, seemingly becoming more aggressive each day.

"The power of extreme Yin is clearly increasing..."

Shen Zhiyu frowned again.

And the space is getting bigger and bigger...

The thought of "space" brought back memories of the blood-stained family compound.

Her mind could no longer be at peace; a chaotic energy surged through her body, eventually breaking through her meridians and causing her excruciating pain all over her body.

He gasped for breath, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "pfft".

The basket of snow-white buns was stained bright red.

Shen Zhiyu felt a strange sense of being torn apart.

It was both cold and hot.

I felt both as insignificant as dust and infinitely large, almost surpassing the room and enveloping the entire makeshift hospital.

The senses spread, and it seemed as if one could "see" everyone in the entire makeshift hospital.

Is this a "precursor" to becoming a god or ascending to immortality?

Shen Zhiyu's heart swelled again.

However, at this moment, she felt as if she were enveloped in a blazing fire, her blood churning like boiling water. Yet, her consciousness was being swallowed up by an infinitely expanding illusion, making her unable to even feel these extreme pains.

Her five senses were clearer than ever before.

They could even see Zhuo Caiyun hunched over a panel in an office not far away, trying to solve those complicated formulas.

His face was full of anxiety, and his lips moved slightly as if he were muttering something to himself.

Shen Zhiyu left in a daze, only to hear Zhuo Caiyun say:

"Teacher, don't die... don't die..."

Seemingly sensing Shen Zhiyu's gaze, she slightly raised her head, looked at a corner with a puzzled expression, shook her head in confusion, and returned to the formulas in front of her.

Shen Zhiyu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible, weak smile.

She wasn't blind to Zhuo Caiyun's kindness towards her.

She had long been accustomed to treating her students with strictness and indifference, because she firmly believed that only with enough pressure could children succeed, just like her parents had done for her...

My thoughts drifted away slowly, one by one.

It drifted towards the family building, which was bathed in the red glow of the setting sun.

Those were the most carefree and last years of her life.

Play tirelessly.

When you get tired of playing, you'll be called home for dinner.

But if she lingers too long to play, her parents will rush down and, in front of all the children in the neighborhood, drag her back by the ear.

I guess she never had a normal childhood from that time on.

When I get another year older, I won't be able to play there anymore.

That little park under the setting sun became a distant dream for her.

As my thoughts drifted to this point, last night's dream inexplicably resurfaced.

Wait, she seems to have remembered something.

That face, both gentle and cold.

And in the sandpit...

She shuddered.

At this moment, Shen Zhiyu, who had almost lost consciousness, slowly murmured the word "E-mail".

She slowly regained her senses.

Suppressing the burning sensation surging in his chest, he struggled to open his eyes, his arm slowly and trembling as he reached for the mouse on the table.

Click the email icon.

Fortunately, the network cable here is dedicated, and the loading speed is very fast.

In her overflowing inbox, she laboriously scrolled through the emails, her blurry vision sweeping over the astonishingly signed letters from all over the world.

Finally, the mouse stopped.

It landed on a name that was both unfamiliar and ordinary.

Liu Sheng.

(End of this chapter)