My dream connects to three thousand years later.

Chapter 395 Chu Zhu: Nuwa, what do you mean by Lin Xia living a second life and the founding emperor being my son?!

Chu Zhu activated the Light Divine Power without hesitation.

A terrifying burst of light swept across the surroundings, transforming into projectiles that even blasted craters into the nearby space carrier. However, in the next instant, the memory metal activated, beginning its gradual repair…

"...What is that thing?"

Chu Zhu cautiously scanned his surroundings. Putting aside the fact that a voice was ringing in his mind in a vacuum, how could Lin Xia and Zhao Shao possibly be here at this time?

"Something's wrong! There's something wrong with outer space... or rather, it's contaminated?"

Chu Zhu realized that outer space was likely extremely dangerous. It wasn't just about lethal radiation and the vacuum of space…

I am afraid……

"That's it." Chu Zhu suddenly fell into deep thought. Radiation is energy, and outer space is filled with deadly radiation. Considering the so-called spiritual energy surge, she exclaimed, "Okay! Case solved. My current pollution level should be increasing rapidly!"

"Since that's the case! Then let's go all out..." Chu Zhu stopped worrying about these things, roughly located the location, and directly used the Light Transformation skill.

He's so fast!

Chu Zhu silently calculated, having previously had the Hive calculate the exact time it would take him to reach Mars at the speed of light. While it couldn't be 100% accurate… it just needed to be close enough… If this route proved feasible, he could always reset and test it a few more times later.

“The time should be about right now…” Chu Zhu nodded and chose to transform into her original form.

then……

The first thing I sensed was an intense heat that defies description.

Time begins to reverse.

……

Chu Zhu opened her eyes at Base Seventeen, her face showing confusion and bewilderment: "Dead again? No, how did I die this time?"

"And it's so hot... Have I been captured by some enemy? What kind of enemy is there in space...?"

“Besides that!” Chu Zhu’s brows furrowed. There’s another possibility: he directly entered the sun, and not just its surface, but its interior… That would be the only way he could be caught completely off guard and burned to death the instant he transformed from light into his physical form.

"But I was aiming at Mars... or pollution?"

Chu Zhu belatedly realized, was it possible that his mental state had already begun to deteriorate the moment he was exposed to outer space?

At the time, however, I was unaware of this... so I ended up mistaking the sun for Mars...

"This is really something!" Chu Zhu was both amused and exasperated. He closed his eyes and pondered for a moment before making a decision: "Alright!"

"The confirmed information so far is that the space-based aircraft carrier can resist radiation or pollution from outer space to a certain extent! It must have undergone special treatment."

"Secondly: What we cannot be certain of at the moment, or is in doubt, is... whether the auditory hallucinations we experienced earlier were caused by pollution? If not, there should be other dangerous things in outer space..."

"So," Chu Zhu's eyes flickered slightly as she looked north again, "...continue searching for Nuwa and asking her? Fine! Being careful this time, it shouldn't be a big problem... Perfect, I've accumulated some more questions!"

Chu Zhu patted her cheeks, stood up, and started fast-forwarding again.

Half past two in the afternoon.

During the live broadcast, Chu Zhu held a Fengshan ceremony, which awakened Nuwa, who then entered the Imperial Ancestral Temple again.

"...You shouldn't..."

"That's enough! This isn't my first time here." Chu Zhu interrupted Nuwa, his gaze sharp, directly stating the problem: "While directly exposed to the outer space environment, I heard Lin Xia and Zhao Shao's voices... You should know them, right? This is because of pollution..." Chu Zhu simultaneously stirred the shadow within him, preparing to commit suicide at any moment, while also being ready to seal his memories... Then, he explained his guess... Despite the question, even though he felt the answer was probably close to this...

"...Is it possible that it really was Grandpa?"

Chu Zhu: "???"

Chu Zhu was stunned. His first thought was, "Grandpa..." Then it dawned on him that, according to this situation, Lin Xinzhu could be considered Nuwa's mother, so naturally he should be considered "Grandpa"... Shouldn't he be "Maternal Grandpa"? Fine! Call him "Grandpa" if you want.

The second person, completely bewildered, asked, "...Explain yourself, what do you mean by 'really...Grandpa'?"

Nuwa calmly, even indifferently, explained: "How do you think we usually deal with... those who have lost control?"

"...Isn't it supposed to be thrown into nuclear facilities to generate resources?" Chu Zhu sensed something was wrong, thought for a moment, and then tentatively asked, "And also, as materials for breakthroughs and upgrades?"

“However,” Nuwa shook her head, “we are not willing to use all those who have lost control as cultivation resources… Moreover, some beings with particularly high cultivation levels and special circumstances may, after their death… transform into myriad races!”

"Trying to use them as resources? Hah, that would really be a disaster..."

Chu Zhu's pupils contracted; he realized then how naive he had been. How could he have forgotten... that a large portion of the myriad races were born from human corpses?
Moreover... to be fair, he really didn't want to use Li Kang's corpse as a resource.

"……so."

"Hmm!" Nuwa nodded coldly. "Lin Xia, Zhao Shao... and some others... all chose space burial after their deaths! Part of the reason is... they didn't want their bodies used as resources! But at the same time, there's also the reason of reducing pollution..."

"?"

"Have you ever imagined... that the corpses of extraordinary individuals on Earth can be used as cultivation resources, and that when they go out of control, they can also be used as mines to extract extraordinary resources... Doesn't this mean that resources, or rather pollution, will only accumulate more and more in Earth's internal cycle?"

"..."

"You should already understand the essence... so you should also understand just how terrifying this increasing pollution is... In essence, we don't lack energy—the reason we use the products of those who have lost control is simply because they've been filtered, reducing the mental burden!"

"Therefore, when top-tier experts die... they must choose to go to space... or rather, throw their bodies into space! This is equivalent to banishing a batch of extremely dangerous pollutants directly into the endless starry sky... Although Earth's cultivation resources are reduced, Earth's safety is improved!"

Chu Zhu: "...I think I've figured out the logic!"

In modern terms, this is similar to the future where we would throw all the nuclear contamination and garbage into space... since space is so vast!

"...So," Chu Zhu smiled bitterly, feeling drenched in sweat, "you mean, the one who contacted me... might be one of the myriad races derived from Lin Xia's corpse?"

Damn, did he live a second life?

Chu Zhu was drenched in sweat at that moment. That was fucking terrifying! It was like a ghost story…

"It's just a possibility..." Nuwa said noncommittally, "Actually, the possibility is not high... because the chances of you running into Grandpa are extremely small!"

"It's also possible that some other powerful race with psychic abilities... is targeting you!"

"...It shouldn't be." Chu Zhu shook his head. He hadn't sensed any signs that the golden light in his mind had been triggered.

"I see!" Nuwa glanced at Chu Zhu and abruptly said, "Since you have become emperor... then you should have also prepared yourself for not living to be more than a hundred years old, right? You have also made... the same decision that Su Zheng made back then?"

Nuwa, who was usually cold and aloof, surprisingly showed a slight tremor, and she sighed, seemingly with a mixture of sorrow and lamentation: "Truly worthy of being father and son..."

"???" Chu Zhu's expression suddenly froze: "What did you say?"

(End of this chapter)