The transport aircraft flew through the night sky of the Southern Hemisphere. Through the porthole, I could see the eerie auroras above Antarctica, moving like a glowing giant serpent across the horizon.
Something was off. I stared at the auroras, observing their movement patterns. Through a special vision, I realized that the auroras were not in natural shapes. The bands of light were arranged according to some kind of order, resembling a massive array of symbols. Even more unsettling was that the center of this array was our destination.
The energy field was intensifying, Li Yang said, three times stronger than the recorded intensity.
Stevens pulled an old instrument from his backpack. "Look at this."
The needle on the instrument was jumping wildly, emitting a piercing beeping sound. But what caught my attention most was that the scale on the dial did not show ordinary values; instead, it displayed various symbols.
"It's a life field measurement device," he explained, specially manufactured for this purpose. "It can detect the unique energy emitted by those structures. The current reading..."
Before he could finish his sentence, the aircraft suddenly shook violently. The instruments in the cabin began to malfunction, and all electronic devices experienced interference.
"Electromagnetic storm," Martin said as he walked in from the cockpit, "but it's not natural."
I looked out the window and noticed that the auroras were beginning to converge towards the aircraft, forming a glowing vortex. Even more bizarrely, the viral sequence within me suddenly became unusually active.
"It's scanning," I said, "just like the detection gate in the basement of Changling Village. The entire energy field is identifying our identities."
At that moment, the life field measurement device erupted with a blinding light. The symbols on the dial began to assemble into a line of text:
"Prove your qualifications."
"This is a test," Stevens said. "We've encountered this before. We must respond correctly; otherwise..."
Before he could finish, the vortex of auroras suddenly contracted, forming an energy wall blocking our path forward.
"Damn it," Martin exclaimed, "we don't have enough fuel to go around. We have to get through!"
"Wait," I said as I looked at those symbols. This energy pattern resembled that on the bronze mask. If we followed the same logic...
I closed my eyes and let the viral sequence operate at full capacity. In this state, I could see the structure of the energy field. It indeed resembled a symbol similar to that of the mask, and to crack it...
"We need to simultaneously activate our internal viral sequences," I said, "to form a complete resonance field."
The others immediately understood my intention. We formed a circle and allowed our internal viral sequences to resonate with each other. Soon, a unified energy field began to take shape within the cabin.
But just then, I noticed a detail: the symbols on the aurora wall were constantly changing, as if waiting for a specific sequence.
I observed those symbols closely and suddenly realized something: it wasn't about demonstrating power; it was about proving that we understood how to control it!
"What does that mean?"
"Look," I pointed at the changing symbols; they were following a pattern: the cycle of generation and restraint. This hinted that we needed to adjust our energy according to the laws of mutual generation and restraint!
Li Yang immediately understood: just like in Cairo!
We quickly adjusted the attributes of our energy field, aligning it in the order of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth, allowing the viral sequences within us to form a complete cycle.
Gradually, the energy field inside the cabin resonated with the aurora wall outside. The seemingly insurmountable wall of light began to crack, ultimately dissipating with a silent explosion.
We did it! Martin sighed in relief.
However, Stevens's expression remained tense: this was only the first challenge. Before reaching our destination, we would face a total of three trials.
Moreover, he pointed at the life field measurement device. "Look at the current readings."
The symbols on the gauge were shifting. This time, it displayed a series of numbers:
These are coordinates, I said, as if arranging the coordinate grid of the South Pole according to the symbols on the bronze mask.
Suddenly, the temperature in the cabin plummeted. Through the porthole, we saw a second auroral vortex forming ahead. This time, its shape was unmistakably that of a gigantic Tai Chi diagram.
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