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Chapter 351 Assimilation
The gaze of that giant serpent of dark matter, composed of pure gravitational veins, does not bring physical impact, but rather a crushing and scouring effect on an informational level.

Chen Hui felt as if his consciousness, along with the entire Netherworld Eye network he was connected to, had been thrown into a high-speed vortex composed of pure mathematics and physical laws.

It wasn't sound, it wasn't images, but a massive amount of raw data about spacetime structure, gravitational topology, and vacuum fluctuations, directly injected into him in an extremely ancient yet efficient encoding method that he could hardly understand!

The feeling was like an ant suddenly being stuffed into the core data stream of a supercomputer—vast, complex, and cold, filled with incomprehensible wisdom and power.

"He is... sending me a message? No, it's not just a message, it's... how it perceives the world!"

Amidst the turbulent waves of thought, Chen Hui clung to a sliver of clarity. His powerful mathematical intuition and profound knowledge of unified field theory became his only lifeline at that moment.

He forcefully analyzed the most basic and repetitive patterns in this torrent of data.

He understood the simplest and most repeated word among them, a concept describing the basic relationship between existence and observation. This concept itself contained no good or evil, only a cold confirmation, like a system prompt.

The observation has been recorded. Source coordinates: Milky Way - Orion Arm - Solar System - Third Planet.

Observer type: Low-dimensional electromagnetic force bound body.

Permissions: Not authorized.

Status: Marked.

Immediately afterwards, the massive stream of consciousness, just as it had appeared, receded without warning.

The dark matter serpent's chilling gaze shifted away, seemingly losing interest in this insignificant pry from a lower-dimensional world. It slowly closed its eyelids, formed by the curvature of spacetime, and returned to its slumbering rhythm that lasts for millions of years.

The pressure suddenly disappeared.

Chen Hui sprang up from the neural interface chair, breathing heavily. His clothes were soaked with cold sweat. He felt as if he had just walked through the gates of hell, not of physical destruction, but of the ultimate danger of his consciousness being assimilated and decomposed by that vast existence.

"Professor, what's wrong? The system just experienced an unprecedented data overload and gravitational wave background disturbance!" Lin Hao rushed in, his face full of shock.

Chen Hui waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, but his eyes were filled with an unprecedented solemnity and...excitement.

“We were wrong.” His voice was still a little hoarse, but it carried the tremor of someone discovering a new continent. “They are not living beings, at least not living beings as we understand them. They are… the embodiment of the rules of the universe, living phenomena formed by the condensation of physical laws on a macroscopic scale!”

He pulled up just a small part of the massive data stream that had just been recorded.

"This is not consciousness, or rather, not our neuron-based consciousness. This is a set of...existing logics based on gravitational interactions and spacetime topology! Their way of thinking may be by directly manipulating local physical constants, and their way of communicating may be by exchanging patterns of spacetime curvature!"

"That snake might actually be a living gravitational field equation!"

Chen Hui's gaze returned to the deep starry sky, but this time, his eyes were no longer those of an explorer, but rather those of a child who had just realized he was standing before the gates of an infinitely magnificent palace.

"They noticed us, not out of malice or curiosity, but perhaps simply because our observation triggered a trivial event marker in their logic of existence."

"But this means that myths are real! And they are right there, forming the most fundamental background of our universe."

“And we,” Chen Hui slowly clenched his fist, a flame burning brighter than ever before in his eyes, “can no longer be satisfied with just observation.”

"We must learn...to understand their language."

This encounter brought about a dramatic change in Chen Hui's research direction.

He was no longer content with merely observing the distribution of dark matter and dark energy through the Eye of the Underworld; instead, he began to devote all his efforts to deciphering the gravitational topological information flow transmitted by the giant serpent, which contained the logic of its existence. This was an extremely difficult process.

This is not any known language or mathematical system, but a way of thinking based on the dynamic changes in spacetime geometry. It requires translating the tiny fluctuations of the gravitational field, the specific combinations of spacetime curvature, and the pulsating rhythms of vacuum energy into concepts that can be understood by human logic.

He utilized all the computing resources of the Blue Star civilization, combined with his own unified field theory, and worked day and night to conduct deductions.

It was as if he were deciphering a celestial book written in the universe itself, where every character was a physical phenomenon and every grammar point was a natural law.

After years of research, he realized that communicating with these mythical creatures, and even becoming one of them, hinged on manipulating dark energy, because dark energy is the breath of the universe and the underlying driving force behind all movement and change.

Theory needs tools to be realized. Chen Hui designed and secretly built an unprecedented device: the Gravitational Singularity Resonator!

It is not a massive machine, but a complex geometric body suspended in an absolute vacuum, woven from exotic superconducting materials, constantly reconstructing itself, with a microscopic artificial gravitational singularity at its center that maintains extreme stability.

The central microscopic singularity serves as an extremely stable gravitational anchor, used to locate and stabilize the operator's core of consciousness within the turbulent ocean of dark energy.

The external structure of the gravitational singularity resonator can accurately capture and analyze the fluctuation frequency and pattern of the surrounding background dark energy.

Chen Hui needs to inject his highly condensed quantum consciousness into the gravitational singularity resonator and guide it to resonate precisely with the analyzed dark energy background wave.

He did not use energy to fight against or control dark energy, but rather allowed his own consciousness frequency to infinitely approach and eventually merge with the basal fluctuations of that ocean of consciousness, thereby gaining the qualification to navigate within it and exert influence.

After everything was ready, Chen Hui activated the Gravitational Singularity Resonator.

Initially, everything seemed to be going according to plan.

The singularity was generated, the window opened, and his consciousness probe shot into that dimension that was both familiar and strange to him, like an arrow released from a bow.

However, he severely underestimated the depth and activity of the ocean of dark energy consciousness.

The moment his probe entered, it did not elicit the expected response or dialogue. Instead, it was like a drop of water falling into a pot of boiling oil, instantly triggering a violent, chain-like energy turbulence!

The previously relatively calm background of dark energy seemed to be stimulated by this foreign, intricately structured object, and instantly came to life.

It was not with a single consciousness, but with the power of the entire ocean, that it began to devour, break down, and digest this intruder.

"Resonator overload! Singularity stability collapse!" The alarm blared, but Chen Hui had no time to pay attention.

He felt his consciousness being seized by an indescribable, boundless force.

That wasn't an attack; it was more like a natural assimilation process, like the earth absorbing rainwater or the ocean dissolving salt.

His consciousness structure, his information pattern based on human logic and the constraints of electromagnetic forces, appears so fragile and alien in this pure ocean, which originates from gravity and the expansion of spacetime.

He tried to resist, tried to retract the probe, but all his struggles were in vain.

His consciousness was forcibly pulled and scattered, then swept up by the torrent of dark energy and merged into the massive background fluctuations.

His memories, his knowledge, everything about him as Chen Hui, have not disappeared, but are being covered and reconstructed by a grander, more ancient logic of existence.

This was not a voluntary integration, but a drowning of consciousness, a passive being swallowed by this sea of ​​nothingness.

(End of this chapter)