Lingzhang

Chapter 4 Observing God
At this moment, it was the torrent of gilded silk threads that violently impacted Yue Hanzhang's mind from the outside; it was the thunder composed of the overlapping mechanical roar and noise that shook Yue Hanzhang's soul from the inside.

As my eyes went dark, a low chanting sound suddenly came from nearby on the left, like smoke drifting away to the outside world of heaven and earth.

That was a momentary closure of all five senses.

Then, in pure tranquility, in the deep and dark "nothingness" that has lost all colors, concepts, time and space, Yue Hanzhang's slightly ignorant and confused thoughts were born.

It was as if I had experienced the changes of life and death again, and woke up from a moment of unconsciousness.

And it is precisely with these confused thoughts that I gradually regain vitality, and with my own thoughts I "observe" this inexplicable depth and darkness.

Thus, the concept of "nothingness" was broken. In the silence, Yue Hanzhang truly felt that his own memories turned into some kind of abstract torrent that collided with each other, and gradually stirred up colors and pictures in front of his "eyes".

It was a freeze-frame of another kind of modern urban landscape, similar to the base city that Yue Hanzhang was already familiar with, but in fact it was somewhat ambiguous.

That was the final scene that separated the past and present lives, and it was the scene where Yue Hanzhang hit the jackpot.

"Gazing" at such a scene, Yue Hanzhang was in a trance. After all, it was more than ten years ago, a lifetime ago. He had experienced life and death, but when he recalled it now, many details had become blurred.

But in his now rejuvenated mind and memory, Yue Hanzhang once again looked at this scene that once spanned life and death from the perspective of an outsider.

Such an experience is strange and subtle.

Those blurred details began to be filled in again, and even because of the withdrawal and change of perspective, more details that had been ignored were paid attention to for the first time in this process.

Yue Hanzhang clearly saw how, in the face of that unstoppable fortune, the familiar yet unfamiliar previous self began to flutter in the wind like a willow catkin just before his body was about to be completely twisted and deformed.

He saw the latest smartphone thrown from his hand hit the front of the car, then bounced up into pieces and splashed in all directions.

He saw a corner of the dust cloth covering the carriage that was lifted by the gentlest and weakest breeze in the picture, and saw the scene inside the carriage, where the machines had broken free from their loose restraints due to the sudden braking of the vehicle, and had collided with each other and been broken into pieces.

Some were computer hosts that looked very high-tech, some were electronic components that looked sophisticated and fragile at a glance, and some were things Yue Hanzhang had never seen before and could only guess. They were probably metal cabinets that were used in assembly rooms or servers.

All of these also shattered during the collision, just like the mobile phone that flew out of Yue Hanzhang's hand.

Everything that Yue Hanzhang saw was gradually changing from order to disorder due to collisions, but in this change, from beginning to end, there was always a touch of bright color that connected everything that Yue Hanzhang saw.

It was a touch of blood-red that sprayed out from Yue Hanzhang's body, covering everything at this moment.

And it was precisely when he saw this touch of blood-red, the only bright color in the deep darkness, that Yue Hanzhang seemed to have figured out the root cause of all the changes that would follow.

Then, the clear picture reflected in Yue Hanzhang's memory began to become blurred little by little, and was about to disappear in this gloomy and dark world.

However, not everything in that picture is disappearing.

The scenes of the previous life disappeared, and everything in the previous life was melting into this quiet world, but some things were still clear and seemed to be breaking free from the picture, as if Yue Hanzhang had transcended the life and death of two lives.

Independent illumination shines in this peaceful and quiet world.

It is those broken fragments, and the blood-red that covers all these fragments.

Then, as the memory scene completely disappeared, the things happening in this quiet world seemed to be accelerated.

In a time scale that seems very short but is actually extremely long, these blood-stained mechanical fragments have been dormant for a long time in this cold silence.

Gradually, the bloodstain was no longer bright red.

Gradually, a clear blood-rust color began to crawl all over the surface of all the fragments in the cold and dormant state, and in the process of deeper rusting, it triggered a certain alienation, and in the process of alienation, it accelerated the rusting.

And during this process, from time to time, strands of bright red blood-colored threads were born and emerged from the darkness and depths, becoming a kind of "source" of the blood-colored rust.

Finally, when these processes of rust and alienation reach a certain limit.

When the blood-colored threads became increasingly faint, and finally ceased to appear, suddenly, strands of light golden light began to fall, like a slow, misty drizzle, covering the cold, dormant rusted mechanical fragments one after another.

It was from the moment the first ray of light fell that a certain "vitality" was born from the mechanical ocean. Yue Hanzhang witnessed their own vibrations and the more ferocious collisions among the fragments themselves.

During this process, the fragments themselves became more fragmented, but at the same time, the bloody rust that was once imprinted on them began to fall off bit by bit.

But at the same time, a close connection originating from alienation began to be established in this increasingly loose ocean of fragments.

It was as if after the Big Bang, those celestial bodies established order amidst the chaotic collisions.

It is like gravity, clearly invisible, yet omnipresent, tightly wrapping all tangible things.

So, when he looked again, Yue Hanzhang saw those broken mechanical fragments, along with the surge of the entire ocean, and finally hanging there, following the alienated ties, and fixed into the shape of a brain.

This seems to be a miracle that was born by chance among thousands of collisions.

And just when Yue Hanzhang was distracted by this magnificent miracle, the leap of time and reality overlapped.

In the unprecedented roar of thunder, from the dark and deep distant sky, a torrent transformed from gilded silk threads rushed in, and then madly poured into the suspended "mechanical brain".

boom--

Every gilded thread that had not dissipated was condensed many times more than the earlier light golden light. At this moment, this most condensed power was deeply involved in the final changes of the "mechanical mind".

Then, in the extreme tremor and roar, in the continuous sound of thunder and rain, the gilded color melted, as if replacing the bloody rust of the past - those marks that had been imprinted on the mechanical fragments in the collisions and scrapes, at this moment, all showed a gorgeous and deep gilded color, as if a talisman bestowed by heaven was imprinted on the mechanical civilization.

The connection between the alienated mechanical fragments suddenly became clear at this moment, appearing as one gilded thread after another.

It is as if after the birth of the brain, the connection of neurons and the birth of thinking wisdom.

And the moment when the last particle of blood rust fell out completely.

The roar of thunder stopped abruptly in an instant.

Orderly thoughts turned into electric currents that flowed continuously through the neurons in the mechanical brain, and the gilded color filled with a unique frequency began to flicker and continuously change in the mechanical brain.

That frequency matched Yue Hanzhang's breathing, Yue Hanzhang's heartbeat, and even the flow of Yue Hanzhang's thoughts.

The next moment, everything in front of him disappeared, and the clear vision of the real world was restored. The five senses that were temporarily lost reconnected with Yue Hanzhang's consciousness.

It was just a moment of trance. The burden that Yue Hanzhang had originally carried in his mind suddenly dissipated, but because of the infusion of the gilded torrent, he felt as if drunk, with a dizzy feeling as if his thoughts were too floating.

However, the mental strength accumulated over many lifetimes still made Yue Hanzhang instinctively leave the scene as soon as the change occurred, and staggered back home.

Go upstairs and lock the door.

By the time Yue Hanzhang finally woke up, he was already standing on the cement floor of the living room of his room.

At this moment, the image of the annihilated quiet world reappeared in front of Yue Hanzhang's eyes, but this time, Yue Hanzhang was not deprived of his five senses.

Moreover, he truly felt the increasingly close connection between the mechanical brain and himself, and truly felt that as the mechanical brain continued to flicker, the power of the strange gilded color seemed to have accumulated to the extreme.

The next moment, a light golden glow emanated from the mechanical mind.

They flowed towards the edge of this quiet world, but at the same moment, Yue Hanzhang felt some kind of illusory power being born from all over his limbs.

At this moment, as if a blessing had come to his mind, Yue Hanzhang stepped onto the center palace Tianyuan and took a step forward.

Twist your waist, shake your shoulders, and raise your elbows——

Whoosh-!
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