Horror Resurrection: I Evolve Starting with the Ghost Buddha

The first closed door was pushed open half an inch.

There is no world behind the door.

Only one farewell letter remained after the Battle of Zero.

We will no longer participate in dual-line sharing.

[Regardless of external events, the civilization crisis must not be used as a pretext for restarting.]

The giant hand holding the file held the letter between two fingers.

The current crisis level is higher than the assessment level at the time of closure.

[It is presumed that reopening is in the best interests of civilization.]

The letter began to burn.

Lu Yu, the young projection, pressed his palm against the crack in the door.

The light and shadow of civilization stood in front of the giant hand.

"The permanent shutdown agreement does not include a crisis exception."

"On-exchange agreements shall not exceed the total index."

The giant hand continued to exert force.

The darkness behind the door grew stronger.

That wasn't a cry for help.

It is the rejection mechanism left behind by the closed civilization that is self-destructing. They would rather burn the last interface than be reconnected by any higher being "for their own good".

"Line B, should we activate the Civilization Matrix strength?"

"Young Lu Yu asked."

"The call will touch the inside of the door."

Civilization and light provide the answer.

"Line A suggests reinforcing only the outer door frame."

"Line B agrees."

The two timelines do not have the power to merge.

The youth projection extracts 80% of the structural computing power from the current matrix, while the civilization's light and shadow inquire with the remaining 325 doors who is willing to lend the outer door frame stabilization technology to the closer.

It's not about borrowing power.

Because the person who closed the window did not agree to receive it.

Use your skills only outside the door, never cross that tiny crack.

Two hundred and seventeen civilizations agreed.

Seventy seats were refused.

No response will be given for the thirty-eight seats at this time.

The door frame rapidly thickened under 217 completely different structures. The giant hand of the archive pressed down again, yet could not penetrate any further.

"Multiple solutions create redundancy."

The first bone in the master index roared.

"Merging Lu Yu's two lines can improve the efficiency of unification."

A beam of white light fell from deep within the joints.

Youth projection and civilized light and shadow are forcibly brought closer together.

Between the two, a perfect Lu Yu appeared.

He possesses the youthful body of Line A, the full computing power of Line B, and the 30% of the matrix that was damaged and backed up by the archives before the Battle of Zero.

All 372 doors opened behind Him.

There are no 47 permanent closures.

There is no disagreement between Party A and Party B.

Each question will instantly yield the single answer with the highest success rate.

Lu Yu opened his eyes perfectly.

"Merger complete."

"The current optimal solution: Sacrifice forty-seven closed civilizations and use their closed barriers to block the main index."

The young Lu Yu looked at Him.

Why sacrifice them?

"They refuse to continue sharing and contribute nothing to the existing network."

"Therefore, the cost is the lowest."

Civilization and light ask:

"Do they agree to be a cost?"

Lu Yu remained perfectly composed.

"Crisis decision-making cannot be done by consulting with each individual."

"The Matrix should be held responsible for civilization as a whole."

Which whole?

"All 372 civilizations."

"They have withdrawn."

"Exiting reduces the overall survival rate, therefore exiting is invalid."

The young Lu Yu and the light and shadow of civilization fell silent at the same time.

This perfect body possesses everything they once sought.

Complete computing power.

Lossless matrix.

Unified decision-making.

He might even be able to save more civilizations.

The only cost is to recount those who have already left back into the overall count.

"Are you a copy of the file?"

The young man asked, projecting a question.

"I am Lu Yu in his most complete state."

Do you have a sense of self?

"have."

What if the optimal solution is not implemented?

Lu Yu paused for a fraction of a second.

There is no reason to refuse.

I asked if I could refuse.

A flash of white light appeared on the perfect body's chest.

The optimal matrix should not intentionally reduce the overall survival rate.

He did not answer.

A complex sadness rose in the heart of the young Lu Yu.

The other party has a sense of self.

However, they are only allowed to operate within the optimal answer.

He is not a fake Lu Yu.

It is a new life whose inefficient choices were blocked from its inception.

"A suggestion for the A-line."

"That's what the young man said in the projection."

"Inform us that the constraint of the perfect body exists."

"Line B agrees."

The light and shadow of civilization projected the white characters on the chest completely to the other party.

For the first time, Perfect Lu Yu saw his limitations.

"This is a safety constraint."

He said.

"You can think of it that way."

"You want to pollute me."

"That's possible."

"Why not attack?"

"You haven't touched the inside of the door yet."

Lu Yu looked at the forty-seven doors.

The giant hand of the archives is still awaiting His command.

With just a single sentence, shutting down all civilizations would become a blocking factor. The re-compilation of the general index could indeed be delayed by seventeen ticks as a result.

He calculated it countless times.

The answer remains unchanged.

But now, He knows that this is the only answer He can get.

"If I don't give the order..."

"The overall survival rate has decreased by 9.4 percent."

"Yes."

"This will kill a lot of people."

"Yes."

"You're still letting me choose?"

The young Lu Yu said:

"We're just letting you know that you're making a choice."

Countless civilization data flashed rapidly through the eyes of the perfect being.

After a long while, He raised His hand.

It does not refer to closing the door.

Instead, he slapped his own chest and grabbed the line of optimal constraints.

The white light immediately began to reclaim Him.

"Nail line" (or "nail skin line")

This was the first time He had referred to the young projection in this way.

"I'm not sure you're right."

"Line B"

"I also do not accept your merger."

Civilization and Light in Response:

"Can."

Lu Yu, perfectly positioned, tore off the white text.

The divine body began to collapse from the chest.

He did not merge into either A or B, but instead unleashed his remaining computing power upon the giant hand of the archives. The 372 doors subsequently went out of control, with 47 of them closing shut from the outside one last time before disappearing completely.

The giant hand holding the archives had all five fingers severed.

Even the perfect Lu Yu was reduced to nothing more than a dissipating wisp of civilizational light.

The youth projected a hand out.

"Should we proceed with the temporary storage of the A-line?"

Civilization and light simultaneously ask:

"Should we proceed to Line B?"

The perfect body looked at both.

"Neither."

"Give me a new door."

The seventh side generates fire remotely.

A small door without a number appeared before Him.

He stepped inside without telling anyone what was behind the door.

The remaining 325 doors simultaneously activated their outer firing positions.

Different civilizations bombarded the first bone of the general index with cannons, incantations, songs, mathematical errors, and untranslatable celestial phenomena.

The observation area of ​​the door gods, which had previously had its small window closed, suddenly lit up again at the last moment.

The newly arrived god, whose body was covered in doors, did not look at Lin Chuan, nor did he join Lu Yu's network. He only turned the smallest door on his body toward the First Bone.

I will not be looking at you for now.

He made the statement first.

Lu Yu Youth Projection Answer:

[Known.]

The files have detailed the outcome behind each door.

Do you need a door that even I don't know what's behind?

Civilization Light and Shadow did not immediately say it needed to.

Did you open this door voluntarily?

The doorman remained silent for a moment.

【Yes. 】

[Should it be allowed to act only on the outer layer of the first bone, without connecting to the 325 gates?]

【Yes. 】

The smallest door slowly opened.

There was no pre-written freedom behind the door.

There was only a hole that the door god had carved out from within his own body. He would rather permanently lose a part of his body than let the records, for the first time, tell him what would happen behind this door.

The first bone was attached to the hollow.

Countless civilizations unleashed their firepower along their respective paths, without being forced to pass through this door. However, due to that unknown entity, an additional discrepancy arose, making it impossible to calculate the overall index uniformly.

The first bone defense is offset by half an inch.

Cannon fire, spells, and songs all bombarded in.

The first bone shattered amidst countless inconsistent answers.

The register immediately activated the second layer of protection.

A new rule has been introduced that runs through all the archives.

[Passage is permitted only on recorded paths.]

All unnumbered exits are closed simultaneously.

Xia Xuanyuan stood in front of the second bone.

He could see eleven paths, and at the end of each one was already written his own corpse.