Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

The two remained silent for a long time.

Until Shen Wanyu gave Su Ming the [?] and the magnifying glass.

Since they are traces left by the Time Worms, they must also be a source of pollution.

At this moment, Su Ming finally understood.

Not all sources of pollution are tangible or visible.

Many sources of pollution are like this [?] and a magnifying glass; they exist, yet no one can perceive them.

"Receive it," Shen Wanyu said to Su Ming.

Su Ming no longer hesitated, activated his Listening Skill, and carefully listened to the sound from the [?] and the magnifying glass.

The voices within them are quite different from those whispers.

That was the cacophony of countless everyday sounds.

The sounds of wind, water, cars, and people.

Countless sounds converged, accompanied by the continuous ticking of the clock.

These voices flooded into Su Ming's mind.

In the blink of an eye, it transforms into a series of vivid images.

The wind rustling through the leaves in the forest, the drizzling rain in the streets and alleys, the speeding traffic, and the daily lives of ordinary people.

Like a comprehensive documentary film, it constantly fills in his knowledge and memory.

This is about memory, about observation.

The progress bar for the low-level blind spot is rapidly increasing.

[Low-level blind spot: +0.1%]

[Low-level blind spot: +0.1%]

With each improvement, Su Ming's memories become more three-dimensional.

It's like building a skyscraper.

From flattened memories, they gradually become more complete, more three-dimensional, and more real.

When the progress bar for the low-level blind zone reaches 4.7%.

A brand new ability has quietly emerged; it is an ability that comes with the low-level blind spot.

The emergence of this ability.

就相当于1+1=2、2+2=4，一直加下去，然后你就自然而然的得到了某种规律。

Once you understand this pattern, you no longer need to use the most cumbersome method of adding repeatedly to get the answer to a certain addition problem.

Instead, the correct answer can be obtained through a certain pattern in the simplest and most effective way.

This capability is called: lower cavity.

Just as Wen Qi once said: "Perhaps, the most terrifying knowledge you currently possess is the blind spot of the lower levels."

"You can take anything from lower life forms at any time now. Have you ever thought about memories, feelings, or even lifespan—these intangible things?"

"Modify freely, take freely."

"In your eyes, life is no longer a vibrant being."

"It's more like a bunch of code that can be rewritten, deleted, or refactored at will."

"Furthermore, as your level of life increases, the upper limit of lower life forms will also increase."

"More importantly, it is currently only Level 1 knowledge."

"If it's upgraded to level two or three, what changes do you think will occur?"

The low-level blind spot has now been upgraded to level two.

Su Ming truly possessed the ability to rewrite, delete, reconstruct, and implant memories of others at will.

Every lower life form has certain gaps and voids in its memory, spirit, and even its body and soul; these are the cavities of the lower life form.

Su Ming can fill in this part as he pleases.

To alter a person's memory, or to implant a new memory.

Furthermore, Su Ming could even modify a person's form at will, if he so desired.

This is merely a low-level blind spot at level two, with the progress bar only at 4.7%, and there is still a long way to go before reaching level three.

After receiving the [?] and the magnifying glass, Su Ming opened his eyes.

Shen Wanyu asked softly, "How is it?"

Su Ming only said two words: "Ban".

Needless to say, these two words are enough to illustrate the terrifying aftereffects of this ability.

The taboo knowledge of "low-level blind spots" should be avoided at all times and forever.

That's something life can't bear.

Shen Wanyu didn't ask any further questions; she certainly understood the meaning of those two words.

After a brief silence, she said, "Let's go back to the Anthem of the Deep Sea first."

2012 12 Month 21 Day.

Ode to the Deepsea, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the ocean-view suite.

Su Ming snapped out of his daze.

Everything that just happened was merely like recalling a certain memory.

I lingered in my memories for a long time, but reality is but a fleeting moment.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the echo of "Headless Sister, what are your plans?" still lingering in his ears.

Shen Wanyu had already answered this question in her memory.

Turning her head, Shen Wanyu looked at a certain spot and asked, "Do you remember that location?"

The next instant, the two appeared simultaneously high in the sky.

This is precisely the location of that confusing patch of color in the flat world.

only.

The confused color blocks are the traces left by the Time Worm in the two-dimensional world.

The traces left by the three-dimensional world are the old blue planets where apocalypse is still happening.

"It seems we won't be able to find the Time Worm."

Shen Wanyu sighed softly.

The Time Worm exists in a higher dimension.

At low latitudes, only the traces it left behind can be seen.

To truly confront the Time Worm, one must step into a higher dimension.

Looking across the entire world, only Shen Wanyu has the potential to confront the Time Worm directly.

Once she has successfully ascended to a higher spiritual level, she will confront the Time Worm as "Her".

But the price is too high; no one can afford it.

Even Su Ming couldn't do that.

Even if he activates the pseudo-Heaven, supplemented by a low-level blind spot.

But the level is still not high enough.

He might only be able to truly see the Time Worm when the lower-level blind spot is upgraded to level three.

And to emulate Him.

It's just that we're getting infinitely close to them, like Shen Wanyu's current special state.

There is an insurmountable chasm between us and the real Him, which is infinitely close to Him.

For the first time, Su Ming felt a profound sense of powerlessness.

Since the beginning of 2012, he, Chen Zhiwei, Lin Jiajia and the others have been analyzing for so long.

The last entry in the notebook contained only four sentences.

One of the sentences only defines the name of this apocalypse.

After Shen Wanyu achieved a half-step dimensional ascension, she led him on a long and arduous search.

They only found traces of the Time Worm's presence.

They.

They don't even have the right to face the Time Worm.

He cannot be looked at directly, cannot be peered at, and cannot be fathomed.

Even if we know that He truly exists.

No one can see Him.

For humans in the three-dimensional world, the Time Worm is more like a concept, a phantom sealed in memory.

There is no solution to the apocalypse.

The insect of time is even more unsolvable.

"So," Shen Wanyu said, smiling as she looked at Su Ming.

But no matter how you look at it, that smile is full of bitterness.

"The only thing you can do after you come to 2012 is kill me."

"Let's go."

Shen Wanyu took Su Ming's hand: "Let's go back to the Anthem of the Deep Sea."

"Only one day left."

"Stop thinking about the Time Bug."

"Let's use this last day to say a proper goodbye to 2012."

Su Ming closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled, nodding emphatically: "Okay."

There is no choice.

There was no other choice.

Back on the Anthem of the Deep Sea, the two put aside all their worries and stood side by side on the deck like ordinary tourists, gazing at the boundless sea.

The sea was calm and the waves shimmered under the sunlight.

Seagulls circled in the sky, and dolphins occasionally leaped out of the water.

The tourists on the boat cheered.

"Look, there's a pink dolphin over there!"

"Wow, it's so pretty, it really is pink."

Everyone took photos to commemorate the occasion, the sea breeze ruffling their hair, and their smiling faces were pure and bright.

"Headless sister, look here."

Su Ming somehow got hold of a camera and started snapping photos of Shen Wanyu.

The scenery is beautiful, and the people are even more beautiful.

Good times seem to pass by all too quickly.

The sky gradually darkened.

Su Ming pressed the shutter, taking one last photo of Shen Wanyu.

It was a coincidence, yet it also seemed like destiny.

This photo is exactly the same as the oil painting that used to hang in the ocean-view suite.

In the photo, she stands quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with the surging night and the dark sea behind her.

The sea breeze ruffled her hair, making her look beautiful yet fragile, elegant yet lonely.

Su Ming stared blankly at the image on the camera.

Shen Wanyu sat down next to Su Ming and praised him.

"This photo is really beautiful."

It has to be said that this is the best photo Su Ming took today.

She seemed to find it too cold to keep the photos inside a camera.

So he raised his hand and gently grabbed the screen.

Light and shadow freeze in time, and the colors and lines in the photograph intertwine and extend, instantly transforming into a high-quality oil painting.

So that's how that oil painting came about.

It is not a simple oil painting.

It was a photo taken by Su Ming.

Then Shen Wanyu captured this moment from the past and froze it in that instant.

It was part of 2012.

"How about hanging it here?"

Shen Wanyu hung the oil painting in the most prominent position in the ocean-view suite.

Su Ming had not mentioned this oil painting before.

Because there's no need to say it.

But all of this seemed destined to happen.

By the time Su Ming came to his senses, Shen Wanyu had already hung up the oil painting and was standing in front of it admiring it.

Just then, a commotion arose outside the window.

Listen carefully, the dance party is starting tonight.

Shen Wanyu changed into a black velvet evening gown.

The dress accentuated her full and proud curves.

Her skirt trailed on the ground, revealing glimpses of her long, straight legs.

That innate air of nobility made Su Ming lose his composure once again.

He seemed to see the headless female corpse standing in the banquet hall.

She stood in the very center, as if waiting for something.

Now Su Ming finally understood.

She was waiting for...herself.

When I came to my senses, a long, slender, fair hand appeared in front of me.

Looking up, Shen Wanyu lifted her skirt slightly, striking a pose perfect for an invitation to dance, her eyes filled with Su Ming's reflection.

"Mr. Su, would you do me the honor of dancing with me?"

Su Ming was taken aback, then laughed loudly, "It's an honor."

"Wait a moment, I'll go change my clothes."

The night was deep at the Yanlang City Wharf.

Chen Zhiwei, Yu Mengnian, and Lin Jiajia sat on the shore, quietly gazing at the vast sea shrouded in darkness.

"What do you say?"

Chen Zhiwei spoke first, her voice tinged with confusion: "What exactly is a Time Worm?"

Yu Mengnian and Lin Jiajia both looked up at the deep night sky.

Yes.

What exactly is He?

But it doesn't matter what He is.

When the sun rises tomorrow.

This grand human world has already quietly come to an end.