MC Creative Mode: Wholesale Perpetual Motion Machine

Chapter 249 The Nature of Emotional Energy (2)

Not being a magical girl yet, she didn't do anything; she was just trying to adjust her perception.

However, once one adjusts their perception, the enormous, unparalleled cherry blossom tree naturally transforms into a longbow.

“Just like a magical girl,” Madoka looked at the longbow in her palm, then gripped it tightly again, causing it to transform into a cherry blossom-like mark on her palm.

She continued, "Magical girls are those incubators who completely encapsulate all the possibilities of a human being, putting us entirely into a black box, that is, the Soul Gem, leaving only a tiny pore for possibilities to flow out. The order in which these possibilities flow out is determined by our own will and our own personality."

"And the witches born from magical girls, their true essence has never been something as small as the witch's barrier, but a much grander existence."

"But such a grand existence, even the predecessor of the witch—the magical girl, as long as she is still limited by her human personality, cannot be fully understood. She can only see a one-sided and insignificant part of it."

“That’s right,” Fang Zheng nodded, then waved his hand, and the people who were falling endlessly returned to the ground and back to the table. “Energy as understood by humans is meaningless to the incubators.”

"For them, magical girls are perhaps a kind of decoder, a kind of key."

"It is possible to find a boundary between unsolvable and solvable sets in infinite possibilities, and then analyze it to gradually bring the unsolvable set into the range of solvable sets."

"The magical girl destroying the witch, to put it bluntly, is meaningless in terms of the unsolvable complex behind the witch. It only eliminates this insignificant aspect of the witch in your eyes."

"It's somewhat similar to what, in mathematics, artificially processing those unmeasurable mathematical objects that do not conform to the standard definition of measurability through certain specific construction, combination, extension or restriction methods, so that they meet the requirements of measurability in a new construction or specific context, thus forcing them to be measurable."

Fang Zheng poured Xiao Yuan another cup of tea from the Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree. "The transformation between hope and despair is meaningless in itself; it is the phenomena they bring that have meaning."

"Have another drink, and I'll show you the changes that occur after the unsolvable is forced into measurability."

Xiao Yuan looked at the liquid in the cup with some hesitation, then at the tea leaves that resembled knives, swords, cauldrons, and bells, displaying all sorts of strange phenomena. She then gulped it down, her little face contorting in pain.

After catching her breath, she recovered, and Fang Zheng nodded. "Alright, now that you've drunk this cup of tea and have a basic understanding of it, let's set off."

After saying that, he snapped his fingers, and instantly, the world distorted and everything lost its color.

The world, originally composed of blocks and pixels, began to rotate and twist like a kaleidoscope, gradually coalescing into a cosmic starry sky in the endless twisting.

However, despite being described as the cosmos, it appears extremely strange.

Kaname Madoka, clad in battle armor to defend against the pressure difference in the vacuum, frowned as she looked at the scene before her. It was a vast city, so large that it defied description.

Giant planets were sculpted into squares by swords and axes, covered with runes, and used as bricks to build a massive ancient city wall. The wall was covered with all sorts of strange scars, some as large as astronomical in scale, and even huge arrows and spears were firmly embedded in it.

These unimaginably numerous planets have created a colossal city in the cosmos with a diameter exceeding one light-year.

Looking into the distance through the function of her armor, Madoka Kaname could clearly see that within that enormous city, there were actually huge stars, bound to the city by chains made of some kind of runes, acting like light bulbs.

Within the city, towering sacred mountains, vast oceans, and expansive land, along with various birds and beasts and humanoid creatures that fly and burrow underground, occupy a negligible area.

She even saw thin slaves dressed in ancient clothes being whipped by fat and strong overseers as they numbly hauled ore out of the mine.

"This..." Kaname Madoka was starting to break down. "What's the point of walls like this, a city like this?"

At least in the realm of human scientific understanding, simply magnifying ancient city walls by billions and billions of times, reaching astronomical scales, is utterly meaningless.

The gravitational effect caused by its enormous mass alone would be enough to destroy it entirely. A civilization with the technological level to build such a thing would not need it as a defense; it would be an indescribable waste.

Putting everything else aside, just considering the living space alone, at least based on what Madoka Kaname saw, the area occupied by the city's residents is incomparably small compared to the mass of the planets that make up the entire city. It's like cutting an entire planet into a sharp cone, then breaking off the very tip, leaving a platform of less than one square millimeter, renting that platform out to a few insects, and abandoning the rest of the space.

Fang Zheng did not answer, but simply took a step forward, leading Kaname Madoka into the enormous ancient city.

Cultivators dressed in various costumes can fly through the sky and disappear into the earth. Mortals and demons live together in one place. Mortals can bargain with the cultivators who fly through the sky and disappear into the earth at their stalls. Cultivators also chat and brag in the shops of mortals.

To others, Fang Zheng, a puppet made of blocks, and Kaname Madoka, a girl clad in battle armor, were utterly inconspicuous in this chaotic city of cultivators.

The two entered a roadside teahouse, casually ordered some food, and listened to the loud chatter of the customers around them.

A burly, imposing man, seemingly forged from metal, whispered to his companion, "Hey, have you heard? Recently, a terrifying prodigy has risen to prominence on the Ancient Star Road. It's said that he hasn't even become a saint yet, but he was hunted down by a saint and survived. And the saint who hunted him was found dead on the sun..."

A fairy dressed in white muttered to herself, "An ancient treasure has been unearthed in the Sharp Horn Starfield. After a great battle, the victor retrieved a quasi-Emperor weapon from it. It seems the situation is about to change..."

Fang Zheng casually asked, "How do you feel about this world? Is it hard for you to understand?"

Xiaoyuan reached up and touched her forehead, her expression tense. She shook her head and said, "It feels a bit absurd, like a world from a light novel."

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "What if I told you that this world is the same world you used to live in? What would you think?"

"The original world?" Madoka Kaname pondered. "I think I understand now."

After casually eating and strolling around, the world in Madoka Kaname's eyes began to distort again.

Fang Zheng said, "You haven't drunk much tea, and your time is almost up."

Then, the bizarre distortions continued to expand, the universe and starry sky began to collapse and rotate, gradually twisting and condensing into a world of cubes and pixels.

Looking at this world, and then at the fruit in her hand, Xiaoyuan slowly uttered, "I basically understand now. The energy in the eyes of the incubator is not energy in the actual sense, nor a resource in the physical sense, but a metaphysical key, a process of editing differences."

"The magic warrior Fang Zheng told me about his birth process. He said that he was a kind of leather suit, an empty shell left over from the outside world after the 'World Sea Battleship Witch' was killed."

Recalling the various witches she had killed in her memories, Madoka Kaname had an epiphany. "If all witch barriers, all witches, are all unsolvable collections."

"The process of killing it is merely a process of parsing it. So, where does the information we parsed go?"

With a snap, Xiaoyuan took a bite of the jade-like fruit in her hand, feeling the overflowing juice and some indescribable strange substance surging through her body.

She watched the bite marks on the fruit in her hand, watching the fruit gradually fade and disappear, and even the food she was chewing in her mouth gradually turned into nothingness.

She said, "As an independent and unsolvable set, everything we see and everything we kill within the Witch's Barrier is a process of gradually analyzing it. And after analyzing it, its differences and the differences between its different rules are thus edited."

"The difference between the existing set and the unsolvable set will gradually become the larger set."

"To become a more macroscopic, more objective 'world,' transcending human subjective observation and the cognition of magical girls, a much larger 'world'."

"Incubators see energy as nothing more than difference, an evolution of a more objective world caused by difference."

Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Based on this, emotional energy can also be seen as a kind of 'reflexivity' of an information body, a change in which an information body refers to itself, reflects on itself, and rewrites its own rules."

(End of this chapter)