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At this moment, the Symbiote coursing through my veins was the original Anti-Entropy Factor implanted in Zhou Wuwang and Di Xin.
"Host memory awakening has surpassed the critical threshold!"
The System Light Screen suddenly materialized into the form of the Nine Tripod Cauldrons, with the boiling quantum fluid inside floating the skulls of emperors from various dynasties.
Chu Xiyue climbed into one of the Great Yu Dings, and the Taotie Pattern on its body began to devour three-dimensional spatial matter.
As I leaped into the quantum fluid, the four-dimensional space collapsed into the Eastern Han's Copper Sparrow Terrace.
Cao Cao was throwing a bamboo scroll of The Art of War into a fire pit, and in the flickering flames appeared Chu Xiyue's face: "Do you know why your blood can trigger the inscription?"
The souls of the Jian'an Seven Sons wandered between the beams, their consciousness woven into the primitive code of the Starlink Brain Prison.
I drew my Bronze Sword and pierced through the void; beyond the rift lay the Xinyang Group laboratory of 2099—young Chu Xiyue was injecting Duan Yi with a Symbiotic Embryo.
"You are my best creation cultivated in Time Amber." The infant Chu Xiyue suddenly appeared on Cao Cao's shoulder. "The Anti-Entropy Factor needs to experience three thousand cycles of civilization destruction to mature..."
The sword's edge cleaved through the quantum illusion, and I fell into Hangzhou City in 2023.
The new oxygen Twin Towers were undergoing silicon-based transformation in the torrential rain, as a hundred thousand Oxygen Slaves' neural beams converged into Chu Xiyue's true form.
Her left half had completely crystallized, yet her right fingertip still retained human warmth.
"Killing me will reset the cycle." She pressed my hand against her chest, beneath which throbbed the Ink Jade Heart of Kuai Xue Shi Qing Tie. "But you will be forever trapped in the star map of the Battle of Muye..."
The Symbiotic Vine suddenly pierced through both our chests. In a state of quantum entanglement, I saw countless parallel worlds where Chu Xiyue was dying.
In one world, she was bound to a Bronze Pillar and burned by Yin Shang shamans; in another, she swallowed a lead plate from Tian Gong Kai Wu at Ge Wu Institute during the Ming Dynasty; in yet another, tears streamed down her face as she injected me with a Symbiotic Embryo in 2099.
The Earth shattered into twenty-seven pieces within the four-dimensional rift, each continent wrapped in an Oxygen Membrane inscribed with characters from Lantingji Xu.
I leaped into the Quantum Furnace holding dying Chu Xiyue, as her Ink Jade Heart began to reconstruct atmospheric layer codes.
"Oxygen concentration rising to 21%..."
"Photosynthesis reversal program terminated..."
"Silicon-based conversion process rolling back..." The system prompts gradually weakened.
Chu Xiyue's crystalline body melted in high temperatures, her iridescent iris reflecting Earth's restoration glow: "You should have realized by now that hidden within the star map of Yongle Dadian is..."
Her last words were swallowed by the roar of the furnace. As I grasped half of her Ink Jade Heart and surged out of the sea of flames, the Lunar Obelisk suddenly projected a holographic image—an amalgamation of all Chu Xiyue's consciousness from 102 cycles, speaking in unison:
"Seeding complete; humanity has passed the Anti-Entropy test."
In the moment the Obelisk shattered into stardust, Earth reappeared in its orbit around the Sun.
In the square of Taihe Palace, the petrified hundred thousand Oxygen Slaves were shedding their crystalline shells, each holding a fragment of the Lantingji Xu. I lay by Weiming Lake, watching the Symbiotic Vine stretch out in the sunlight.
The Ink Jade Core, infused by Chu Xiyue before her passing, pulsed in my chest, transforming my blood into Quantum Ink capable of generating Oxygen in a vacuum. Suddenly, the gas mask's detection screen lit up: "Global Oxygen Content 21.3%, carbon dioxide levels have returned to pre-Industrial Revolution levels."
At that moment, my phone vibrated; an order from Ele.me sent chills down my spine—the item was listed as Shen Long Ben Lan Ting Xu, with the delivery address marked as Lunar Mare Base. The notes section flickered with Chu Xiyue's unique gradient font: "This time it's your turn to be the sower."
When I looked up at the night sky, on the ruins of the Obelisk on the Moon's surface, new quantum patterns were growing. Those patterns perfectly matched the Symbiote birthmark on my chest, forming two enormous Oracle Bone Script characters in the center of the crater: Anti-Entropy.
Apocalypse Poem:
"Oxygen is but the breath of the universe,
And we draw closer to eternity with each suffocation.
When ink and blood have soaked through the eighty thousandth copy of Lantingji Xu,
Only then do we realize that humanity's most brilliant civilization
Begins with a romantic rebellion against extinction."
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