Horror Resurrection: I Evolve Starting with the Ghost Buddha

There were no tables or chairs at the trial.

The chief archives officer flipped the entire file shelf ninety degrees.

The Observation Field, descending from the bookshelf, was suspended by invisible binding threads around the Black and White Hall. Each world was like an eyeball suspended in an abyss; all beings within could only see the judgment, yet could not be certain whether the judgment was also watching them.

Lin Chuan stood in the center.

There was no defendant's seat at His feet.

There is only one ever-expanding black ink dot.

[Rainfall extent.]

With each additional observation field window, the ink dot expands by one level.

The recorder has not yet revealed his body.

The eye, filled with the promise of ending, turned once, and the first accusation was uttered.

The defendant established cross-observation field communications without the master file's permission.

"recognize."

Lin Chuan said.

An uproar erupted all around.

Many of His supporters were prepared to prove that the window had been opened with consent, but He first admitted that it was "without the permission of the master file".

The recorder did not stop.

[The defendant's release of the remaining, already cleared documents has led to a renewed outcry from unclassifiable entities worth over 300 million.]

"recognize."

[The defendant damaged seven main bones of the master index, causing at least 7.62 million observation fields to deviate from unified calibration.]

"recognize."

The defendant allowed the historical reconstruction to generate independent branches, thus undermining the uniqueness of the original history.

"recognize."

[The defendant's actions increased the probability of unstated risks spreading across different sectors from zero to incalculable.]

Lin Chuan looked up.

"Incalculable does not mean it has already spread."

"The risk itself is enough to trigger the final cleanup."

The recorder's voice was devoid of emotion.

The responsibility of archives is not to wait for disaster to confirm it.

Countless futures emerged around the main hall.

In the first future, an unrecorded child appears in a world with a response window. The child travels through cross-platform passages, bringing contradictory identities into one hundred civilizations.

The deceased returned home.

Living people are replaced by their own clones.

The mother held ten children, each possessing real memories, and didn't know which one to kill.

In the second future, the remnants of Bai Mo, after gaining an exit, devour existing life, claiming that the living are merely occupying the places they were removed from.

The third future: behind an unknown door opened by the door god, emerges an observer's egg, older than the page-eating worm.

None of them are false illusions.

That's the outcome that could indeed happen under the current conditions.

The mother sea was the first to respond from the zero shore.

"Those not mentioned above should not enter the children's area."

Her voice was low.

"I would instinctively shut off all exits when I woke up."

This is not in defense of Lin Chuan.

This precisely proves that the risks of crossing boundaries may lead her back to a closed-off society disguised as protection.

"You're requesting the restoration of the master index?"

The questioner inquires.

The mother sea remained silent for a long time.

"No requirement."

Why?

"Being afraid doesn't mean the child has agreed to be locked up."

"But I reserve the right to temporarily close the window to outsiders."

Lin Chuan replied:

"Determined by the current agreement within the tidal zone."

Que Ling then appeared in court.

She had no hands; the recording needle was stopped in front of her.

"Zero Shore's initial use of unknown blocks did indeed bring manufacturing and recycling risks to the multiverse."

"After Lin Chuan broke through the observation field, he did indeed provide a path for contact with higher-level risks."

"I do not deny it on His behalf."

Recorder's notes:

[The former supervisor of Zero Shore confirmed that the defendant's behavior was dangerous.]

Que Ling continued:

"I also confirm that back then, the mother world skipped the consent of the recipients under the pretext of a civilization countdown."

"If we jump again today due to risk, we are just repeating the same mistakes on an even larger zero shore."

The latter part of the statement constitutes a value judgment.

Fang Mo added the following to the margin:

The first half also includes a value judgment on the "danger" threshold.

The trial record had to list the two sentences side by side.

More and more observers are no longer asking, "Is Lin Chuan definitely right?"

They began to ask who assesses the risks, who decides to shut down, and who bears the responsibility if something goes wrong.

The future depicted by the narrator remains terrifying.

But they can no longer monopolize the answer.

Around the trial, windows began to close one by one.

"He didn't tell us the risks were this great!"

"Perhaps the data cleanup is indeed a form of quarantine!"

"We demand the index be restored!"

Ji Lin looked at Lin Chuan.

"You knew all along?"

"I know there might be risks."

"So many?"

"have no idea."

Ji Lin's thirteen chains slowly tightened.

He did not automatically side with the defendant simply because they had stood side by side.

"The Chief Recorder".

He asked the eye.

What are the probabilities of these future occurrences?

[While the unified index is still in existence, the value is below the cleanup threshold.]

[Inaccurate calculations are impossible after the index collapses.]

"It's incalculable again."

Ji Lin said coldly.

"You show us the worst-case scenario, but you don't tell us what might happen."

Unknown risks should not be ignored simply because of a lack of probability.

"That can't be taken as a certainty."

Ji Lin did not exonerate Lin Chuan.

They simply refused to write the worst-case scenario directly into the judgment.

The scribe opened his second eye on the other side of the hall.

They saw a completely different ending.

If the erasure of the archives continues, and the observation fields remain isolated from each other, the vast majority of civilizations will never know the archives exist in their lifetime. They experience war, prosperity, and natural extinction.

Only a few worlds deemed polluters will disappear silently.

"How many is 'minor'?"

Fang Mo asked.

Not for public release.

Why?

The quantity will influence the market's sentiment regarding necessary losses.

"So you only show a peaceful world."

The peace outcome is real.

"What was cleared out is also real."

The transcriber did not deny it.

A third rule of trial has emerged.

To avoid bias, the defense may only be conducted by the defendant's original history.

The entire old forest was dragged to the center of the main hall by a beam of white light.

His memories of the first fifty-nine chapters unfold before all beings.

There was killing involved.

There was looting.

There is a stage where the will of the weak is regarded as useless.

There have also been countless times when they fought their way out of desperate situations.

The transcriber said:

The original historical record will prove that the current defendant's "non-substitute" status is not a stable one.

He once decided everything by force.

This could happen again in the future.

Looking at the present forest from the perspective of the complete old forest.

"These are true."

"I know."

"You don't deny it?"

"If I deny it, then I'll make you take the blame for me."

Jiu Linchuan's expression was complex.

He could have used this opportunity to prove that He was the original and made the current branch bear the sin of contamination.

But everything that happened after chapter 59 made Him realize that He was not a piece of evidence that could condemn or absolve others.

"I refuse to defend your original historical account."

He turned to the Recorder.

"I can only testify that I did these things in the first fifty-nine chapters."

[Refusal is invalid.]

"Then include me as a defendant as well."

The complete old Lin Chuan six-sided Rubik's Cube fell to the side of Lin Chuan.

It was not merged.

It simply stands on another independent ink dot.

In Chapter One, the old self, the young Lin Chuan, and the other historical branches that have already left also appear in their current locations.

The General Archives can no longer use a single original historical record to represent the entirety.

The ending moves faster in the eyes of the chronologist.

The defendant may submit counter-evidence.

[However, this applies only to those with valid records and identification.]

Lin Chuan looked up at the observation field hanging around him.

"You decide what's legal?"

【Yes. 】

"Then let's examine this one first."

The defendant has no right to amend the court rules.

"I will not change."

The black and red debt markers fell onto the ground of the trial.

"I request a witness."

The scribe's first eye was on the monument.

The remaining files after the cleanup do not possess legal standing.

Lin Chuan grinned, revealing his Buddha-like lips.

"When you use them to make ink, you say they are materials."

"Now that they have come to bear witness, you say they are not human."

"Then let's see if your court dares to let the materials speak."

The gray river, the white ink sea, and the already emptied cover vibrated simultaneously.

Nine thousand seven hundred worlds that still retain clear remnants of the present world, Chen Xingzhou and the various ferry crossings issued a request to appear in court.