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Gray Wind's gaze remained fixed on her face. After a moment's silence, he whispered, "Do you hope to understand this and try to decipher the turbulent flow of space and time yourself, and then find your relatives and friends back home?"

The air seemed stagnant.

Yunru's expression darkened for a moment. Her eyes dropped, her fingertips lightly touching the screen of the data terminal, and her voice became lowered. "They all say I'm a genius, and they want me to work for them at all costs. Only then did I wish I was the super genius they say I was."

"Although the probability of success is probably less than 0.00001%, after all, if even you can't do it, I still want to try, even if it's just to leave a trace of their existence."

She forced a smile and said, "But Tanya doesn't think it's worth worrying about. She always says that everything in the past can't be brought back. Even Walker.com is like that. Maybe I should try to let it go..."

"what--"

Gray Wind suddenly laughed and interrupted her.

"why are you laughing?"

Yunru frowned.

"Laughing at you for giving up so easily."

Grey Wind folded his arms, leaning back in his chair, a sly smile on his face. "I'm not here to tell you some cliché about 'letting go of the past and looking to the future.' The Federation won't say it can't be done, they'll only say that the current technology is not enough, so..."

She suddenly slammed an information terminal onto the table. The screen quickly lit up, projecting a complex signal waveform. "On the contrary, I'm here to tell you about a great cause concerning the past and the future, and you, as a time traveler, are the most crucial link."

Yunru froze, looking up at the screen. The data fluctuations took on a strange rhythm, like a whisper, like some ancient, lost whisper.

"what is this?"

She asked unconsciously.

"The Federation's latest research results in entropy recursion and time loop technology."

Gray Wind blinked. "During recent experiments, we've received some unique extra-temporal signals while in a state of extreme reality exponential distortion. They don't seem to be transmissions from the normal world, but rather some deeper being 'speaking' to us. However, this isn't psionic energy either."

Yunru's brows furrowed even deeper, her fingers sliding across the screen as she watched the signals flow. In her ears, she heard Huifeng's explanation: "This information does not have any known encryption pattern, but we have used all the Federation's computers to analyze it and have not obtained any meaningful results. We thought that as a witness to time travel, you might be able to..."

Yunru paused, her mind ignoring Xiao Hui's words. Her fingertips hovered in mid-air, her eyes fixed on the fluctuating symbols. She didn't need any analytical tools or computational models; she understood.

It was a poem. The interwoven rhythms were like the chant of time itself, and within the poem's deepest recesses lay a cosmic coordinate.

“This is a coordinate.”

Her voice was filled with doubt. "It points to... a specific location in time and space."

Those coordinates are an invitation across time and space, and we need to go and keep the appointment.

132

Chapter 132 The beginning and the end.

Following the strange coordinates brought by the endless loop of poetry, the Federation came to a black hole galaxy within its territory. We once set up a star base here to collect dark matter. Apart from that, there is nothing worth paying attention to in this place.

But now it's different. Some strange, mysterious signal that transcends the boundaries of time and space is echoing here.

The research director reported that after learning what Yunru had seen, deciphering the signal was surprisingly simple, but his team still spent a considerable amount of time to finally confirm its authenticity. The signal consisted of repetitive, incoherent sentences in the Common Language of the Federation, which at first glance resembled poetry.

The message consisted of repeated verses: "Gravity is longing, and time is vision." It also contained encrypted coordinates indicating a location near a black hole. The final segment of the signal contained the name of our research specialist.

The results of relevant tests reveal to us that this signal has been spreading into the universe long before we were born, and may even be older than our civilization.

After the research vessel approached the coordinates mentioned in the signal, it began to detect space distortion and strange gravitational lensing effects, which also sent back a lot of valuable data for us.

Communications were then disrupted, and we conducted a comprehensive analysis of what happened next.

As the strangest environment grew, the condition of the spacecraft's hull grew increasingly dire, and the excitement in the scientific officer's voice gradually turned to disbelief. The spacecraft then sent out a distress signal. The science officer shouted, "That's time, it's..." Could his last words be referring to the Time Worm?

Then, all communications were lost. All trace of the research director vanished. No communication was made, no debris was found, and space at the coordinates returned to normal, with no further distortion or anomalies. However, the data they transmitted back significantly advanced our physics research.

What happened afterwards was even more bizarre. One after another, scientific researchers were attracted by the wonderful poems coming from the black hole and disappeared, leaving behind mysterious proverbs.

In the end, even the research director Tessecin himself disappeared, and the research team fell into panic in the empty research vessel.

At the same time, the scientific research spacecraft that was originally swallowed by the strange phenomenon of the black hole appeared silently at the edge of the black hole's gravitational range, as if it had returned from another world.

Nothing on it had changed, except for an additional research log and the absence of any signs of life.

The research journal contains quirky insights about love, gravity, and time, along with the concluding observation: "What was is what will be."

The research vessel was renamed the Prodigal Son and rejoined the fleet. It showed no signs of warp corrosion and required no additional disinfection measures.

But it must have experienced some incredible events.

……

At the same time, on one of the desolate planets in the Helka galaxy, federal engineers encountered a strange geological change while conducting an exploratory transformation of the planet Gaia based on nanorobot technology.

Later, at the center of the geological shift, on a remote plateau, the engineering team discovered a lost temple that had been buried underground for hundreds of years, but the earthquake finally brought it to light.

Dating techniques indicate that it is a pre-industrial artifact, hand-carved from volcanic rock. However, the recurring Möbius strip patterns on the walls and radiating altars are not documented in our scientific history, and the inscriptions are written in an alphabet we have never seen before.

One archaeologist excitedly suggested that this might be a relic left behind by an unknown pioneer species. Whether it was an unrelated coincidence or not, the earthquake seemed to occur at the same time as the black hole in the Pasarban Vortex sent its last message.

Our scientists later conducted a more detailed study and understanding of this underground temple, but there are still several questions that remain unanswered.

The aperture on the roof and the radial altar on the ground floor suggest that this was once a sundial structure, but due to the severe structural damage caused by the earthquake, we dare not be so sure. If the builders at the time emphasized a significant date, it is no longer possible to verify it.

In comparison, our research on the "unknown alphabet" has yielded encouraging results. We have now completely cracked this unknown language. This strange text makes sense both when read forward and backward, and has a natural palindrome characteristic.

This temple is dedicated to the "Time-Hiding Insect". Most of the inscriptions are poetic prayers, which roughly pray for the arrival of the Time-Hiding Insect. However, if read in reverse, it can be translated as praying for the Time-Hiding Insect to leave.

There is also an inscription describing the "workings of the universe". Our archaeologists excitedly stated that this must include a description of advanced space-time field equations. We are not unfamiliar with this technology. After all, we are now working to crack it, but considering the age of this temple, it is indeed amazing.

However, we have yet to discover any scientists openly agreeing with the claims made in these inscriptions. From what we can see, the temple contains no cosmic secrets or alien weaponry. However, its dark spaces possess a unique, stark, and eerie beauty, and the poetic prayers dedicated to the Time Worm have become fashionable, incorporated into popular music, and published in compilations.

After all, even Lingji couldn't detect anything abnormal, which was obviously not caused by the influence of the subspace.

……

As the temple prayers were being deciphered, the Prodigal, which was back on course, discovered a small man-made object operating at minimum power, broadcasting signals in a loop within a small area.

Objects with this kind of characteristics are usually escape pods, and it seems this one is no exception. This thing has been here for a long time.

When the crew strictly followed the isolation procedures and opened it, they found that the ancient remains inside were well preserved due to the sterile environment in the cabin. So far, no unusual phenomena have been found.

However, the captain of the Prodigal Son pointed out that they had not expected to find the dragon language words written in the mysterious body fluids of these creatures in the cabin: The past is the future, the future is the past.

One crew member has now begun referring to the creatures as "protosaurus," and they say the species bears an uncanny anatomical resemblance to our own.

Compared with normal Drax, Protodragons cannot breathe dragon breath, but can fly without the help of psychic energy. They are also more aggressive than Drax. Gene sequencing shows that they are probably the ancestral species of dragons, similar to humans and ancient apes.

Of course, no one was interested in this. Would humans think monkeys were superior to themselves? The relevant genome was archived and then forgotten.

When the Draxites unexpectedly encounter their biological ancestors, the latest Federation pioneers make a strange discovery.

In a new colony, they discovered a unique device whose intricate circuits recorded a story.

About the beginning and possible end of everything.

……

Tessexin's consciousness teetered on the edge of the black hole's event horizon. His mind struggled to resist the impending devourment, but this was not simple annihilation, but a calling, a deep, gentle, and irresistible attraction.

He realized that it was a kind of love, an emotion deeper than the gravity of the stars and longer than the flow of time.

His tentacles trembled slightly, and he sent a distress signal to the communication terminal for the last time. Then, his world collapsed.

He fell into the bowels of the black hole, into the arms of the Time Worm.

……

Tessein thought he would die, or at least meet some kind of end. But no.

He did not fall into nothingness, but came to a place that was completely contrary to the laws of the world: a static universe, an eternal void grasped by infinite gravity and frozen before the beginning.

There is no passage of time, no spatial dimensions, no flow of energy. There is no light, no darkness, and even "existence" itself seems like some ancient relic carefully stored away by the Time Worm.

This space is not only heterogeneous, but also seems to be grasped by an infinitely gentle and heavy hand, making it stagnate, never grow, and never end.

This is a universe that has never been born, a universe still held in its mother's arms.

This is the palace of the Time Worm.

……

At first, Tessexin's sanity was eroded by the abnormality of this place. His mind was in a constant whirlwind, as if every thought was swallowed up and resurrected. He tried to breathe, but found no need. He tried to move his tentacles, but found there was no "place" to move. His body seemed to be surrounded by a warm tide, but the tide did not fluctuate at all. Even the concept of "warmth" became vague and difficult to describe.

But he wasn't crazy. He was Tessin, the head of scientific research for the Helka Federation and one of the greatest scientists among the squid people.

So, he tried to think.

He pondered the structure of the place, the things that seemed impossible from a physical point of view.

The Time Worm's gravity is so strong that time itself is held captive by it, and no longer holds any meaning. This is a place without future, past, or present, a place of eternity.

This completely contradicts the Federation's understanding of physics, but it happens.

“Time is perspective.”

He finally understood the true meaning of the poem.

Time is not linear, but a labyrinth crisscrossed by the love of the Time Worm. There is no evolution, no extinction, no birth, and no death, for those are defined by the boring law of increasing entropy. Here, there is only eternity.

This is exactly what the love of the Time Worm is like.

And this love is pouring out to Tesesin.

He heard her voice.

It is not language, but a resonance, an emotion purer than any grammar and deeper than any words.

She murmured, whispered, expressing her love for the Federation, for that person. She had always been there. She existed before the dawn of time, before the universe collapsed and expanded, she had been watching over everything in the Helka Federation. She had always been waiting, waiting for the other person to accept her love.

So she sang, chanted, and showed Tessin what she had seen. Tessin saw the chaos of the nascent universe, saw light burst forth from darkness, saw time flow, saw matter condense, saw life arise, saw the first city of the Helka Federation rise among the stars...

She is always there.

……

Tessehin trembled, not out of fear, but because he realized that her love was enough to destroy the strongest reason and to trap all living beings in her heavy attraction for eternity.

Only by being able to bear or even open up the great cause of an entire universe can the silence and isolation here be broken.

But he didn't give in. He was Tessin, a scientist. So here, in this still universe, he delved deeply into it, leaving his message. How he had done it, even he didn't know, but he had succeeded.

Tessexin didn't know how long his thoughts could last, or whether he would completely lose himself. He had to record everything he knew.

Thus, the Omega Array outside the black hole is engraved with Tessexin's insights into entropy, gravity, love and the universe itself.

He documented the nature of entropy, which is nothing but a lie.

He recorded the secrets of gravity, which is the nature of the Time Worm.

He recorded the promise of love. The love of the Time Worm is different from any known emotion. It is a promise that transcends time. It is a way to abandon the temporary realm and obtain eternal purity. In this eternity, nothing needs to be given up.

He recorded the truth about the universe. The universe is not unique. The universe in which the Federation is located is just one of many possibilities, and the universe of the Worm of Time is a possibility that has not yet been born, an intersection of the infinitely stretched past and future. This may be the ultimate truth of the creation of the universe that we are looking for.

As he wrote this, he felt like an eternity had passed, or was it just a second? He didn't know if he could ever go back. He didn't know if the Helka Federation could understand the Time Worm's love, or if they should accept her love.

But he was no longer able to judge, and he left a final message:

"Using the Omega Array, we can open the door to the universe where the Time Worm resides."

Then, his burning came to an abrupt halt.

……

There really is such a consciousness, floating outside of time and space. Hope and despair are intertwined in the distorted maze of time and space.

The pioneers called it "The Ring" or "The Timeworm".

We have already encountered it, and under the majesty of gravity, time and space have begun to perform an ancient and mysterious dance. It seems to have a special liking for us.

Mathematical deductions confirm that it feels love for us, but the Time Worm's eternal love is unlike any other love in the existing universe.

From what we know, we may be able to use the Omega Synchronic Device to open a passage, a door, to allow the Time Worm to descend upon our homeland. For the Time Worm favors beginnings, and we are the ones who begin.

What are the consequences of doing this? We haven't found anyone who can definitively answer this question. Perhaps we'll unlock the secrets of eternal heaven? Or perhaps we'll be damned to an endless hell? But we can certainly learn a lot.

We're willing to give it a try.

133

Chapter 133: Heart of the Fiery Sun.

Driven by a desire for discovery and the hope of rescuing the scientists trapped in the Time Worm Palace, the Federation tentatively activated the Omega Array after making full preparations, including population relocation and military deployment.