Life Game In Other World
Chapter 631: Prophecy and the Spatiotemporal Coordinates Laboratory (Long - , Requesting Monthly Passes)

Chapter 631: Chapter 631: Prophecy and the Spatiotemporal Coordinates Laboratory (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Passes)

Main World · Westlank

Rodan time, eight in the morning, the early sun shone between towering mountains.

The roaring helicopter, carrying the gale, rushed over the lush forests, and scattered leaves crossed the boundary of trees and yellow earth, falling among rolling stones and sand.

In this area of crisscrossing primeval forests, there stood an abrupt flat area.

And in the very center of this flat area, a young man wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans with spectacles sat in front of an unfolded table, stirring the coffee in his cup all by himself.

The huge helicopter slowly landed on the flattest ground among the stones and sand.

A man with a gentle and refined appearance jumped down from the helicopter,

carrying a long wooden box in his arms, he quickly walked up to the table, "Although I’ve seen this place many times in photos, arriving here is still somewhat surprising."

He gently placed the wooden box on the table and adeptly picked up the inverted glass and instant coffee from the table, sitting down in front of the young man.

"The powers of different Transcendents are diverse, and the further one progresses, the greater the difference in power. I just happen to be able to do these things."

He Ao picked up the insulated kettle from the table and handed it to the man opposite him, Li Cheng.

"You’re being modest," Li Cheng laughed, glancing around, "Almost all the mountains nearby have been shattered by your strike."

Here was where He Ao had used Mountain Collapse Tsunami for the first time.

At that time, the surrounding mountain peaks had crumbled, and the sliding rubble and soil had piled up into a slightly flatter hillock in the center.

Of course, the so-called flatness is relative to the steep mountains around it.

"The power of Transcendents is indeed formidable,"

He Ao glanced around; though only two short weeks had passed, green grass was already sprouting through the cracks of the collapsed stone and mud.

He turned back, looking at Li Cheng, and smiled gently, "But the tenacity of life is not weak either."

Li Cheng, following his gaze to the struggling shoots of grass, nodded slightly, "Indeed."

"You were so eager to find me this time, it’s probably not just to fulfill the agreement between us."

He Ao lifted the coffee in his hands and took a sip.

"What do you think of this matter?"

Li Cheng prepared his coffee and looked at He Ao intently.

He knew that ’Hao Yi’ was well aware of what he wanted to ask; otherwise, he wouldn’t have arranged a meeting place so close to Central Earth and specifically timed it for the earliest moment he could arrive.

In a way, that was him ’considering’ Li Cheng’s urgent mood, a gesture of goodwill.

And in fact, he was very eager to know how this mysterious Transcendent, presumably from the ’relics’, viewed the recent anomaly of the relics.

"What information have you obtained so far?"

He Ao did not respond directly but set down his cup and asked calmly.

Upon hearing his question, Li Cheng paused for a moment, then slowly said, "Currently, we’ve been informed that ’people who normally enter the relics at Rodan time, noon 12 o’clock, will return normally’."

With the conversation progressing this far, Li Cheng didn’t hold back anything, "We have an ’prophecy class’ Transcendent item that can make rough predictions about future events. The position where the Velora appeared was predicted by this item."

"That sounds like good news."

He Ao lifted his coffee and probed further.

Although he didn’t know the specific effects of this prophetic Transcendent item, he knew that such powerful items wouldn’t really cooperate with their users obediently.

If this prophecy was entirely accurate, Li Cheng wouldn’t be in such a hurry to find him.

"All prophecies given by this Transcendent item are not entirely accurate,"

Li Cheng held the coffee cup in his hand, "Its predictions often have deviations and omissions, especially those involving powerful Transcendent beings; blindly trusting its prophecy can very likely lead us down a path to ruin."

"So the seemingly natural and wonderful outcome pointed to by this prophecy is not the real happy ending,"

He Ao sipped his coffee, "Even possibly the worst outcome?"

"In a sense, you could say that, but most of the time, prophecies do at least show us a path, giving us the chance to change ’the future.’"

Li Cheng looked at He Ao, "But the current problem is that we don’t know exactly what happened in the ruins, nor can we intervene in the affairs of the ruins, rendering us incapable of doing anything."

He Ao looked at the gentle dean, and he could understand how Li Cheng must have been feeling at that moment.

Knowing a terrible future might occur, but being powerless against it, only able to watch it inevitably approach, that situation is, in fact, the most desperate of all.

Which is why Li Cheng was so urgently seeking out ’Hao Yi’.

Even though he knew that the fact ’Hao Yi’ came from the ruins was just one of their many unsubstantiated conjectures.

But ’Hao Yi’ was the only person he could think of who might possibly be able to intervene with the ruins.

He Ao held the hot coffee in his hands, the slight cool breeze blowing through his hair.

He pondered the ’prophecy’ he’d heard from Li Cheng,

’Those who enter the ruins normally, return normally.’

But what about the abnormal ones? Those that hadn’t ’entered’ the ruins?

At that instant, the previously scattered clues in He Ao’s mind vaguely began to form a thread of thought.

"So..."

Li Cheng, looking at He Ao who had been silent for a long time, parted his lips slightly.

"You know,"

He Ao said slowly, "I’ve been collecting information about the ruins, and I too know very little about them."

Li Cheng, whose hopes had been raised, felt them sink heavily.

Whether ’Hao Yi’ was someone from the ruins or not, these words were essentially a polite refusal.

He opened his mouth but ultimately made no sound, instead reaching for the wooden box beside him.

Although he was feeling dejected now, as a leader, he knew what he had to do.

He didn’t have the power to force ’Hao Yi’ to help, all he could do was fulfill the arrangement he had made with Hao Yi, to secure this mysterious B-rank person for the Research Institute.

"However, I think,"

And it was at this moment, he heard He Ao speak again, "this event may very well be related to the reason why the ruins were destroyed."

"Hmm?"

Li Cheng jerked his head up, looking at He Ao.

This brief statement contained too much information.

It was an assessment and speculation about the event itself,

Under what circumstances can one make assessment and speculation?

When one has a basic understanding of the event!

Li Cheng couldn’t make such assessments and speculations at the moment because he knew nothing about what happened in the ruins, he didn’t even know where to begin making conjectures.

To have an opinion, at the very least, one must have some level of understanding of the event, whether deep or shallow.

Just like the smartest student can’t solve a problem without knowing what the question is.

Quickly, Li Cheng realized, ’Hao Yi’ was indirectly conveying information to him.

The other party wasn’t really rejecting him.

"So, you think this event..."

Li Cheng opened his mouth, tentatively asking.

"Dean Li Cheng,"

And at this moment, He Ao gently shook his head and stood up.

He still lacked some critical clues; the time had not yet come.

He reached out his hand, and the Velora emerged from the void, its door opening naturally. A pitch-black rapier flew out from the Velora and landed in He Ao’s palm.

In that instant, surging shadows burst forth, spreading a terrifying pressure across the barren land.

The sky gradually darkened, the scorching sunlight no longer warm.

Dense shadows, like dark clouds and nightfall, spread quickly in all directions, obscuring all light.

"Let’s forge this sword first,"

said He Ao, standing in the very heart of the shadow with the sword horizontal in front of him, looking at Li Cheng.

"Okay."

Li Cheng got up, grasped the lid of the wooden box, and flipped it open with a forceful motion.

The wooden box opened.

For a moment, the already dim sky darkened further still, as if the end of days loomed over the oppressive world.

Gleaming thunderbolts, like roaming dragons, weaved through the clouds. Their brilliant light replaced the radiant sun, illuminating every corner of the mountain forests.

Countless stray thunderbolts fell from the sky, landing among the mountains and trees, like threads connecting the earth and the heavens, leaving behind scorched land.

A long spear, wrapped in thunderbolts as if forged by them, floated out of the wooden box, hovering in the air, grasped by Li Cheng.

Countless serpent-like thunderbolts slithered over the body of the strongest B-class fighter in the main world. His garment stirred without wind, his eyes ablaze with lightning as brilliant as the silver sun—like a divine being standing atop a high mountain.

A fearsome pressure, of an Angel’s caliber, affected the surrounding scattered shadows, like a shepherd wielding a long whip to drive his sheep back to their pens.

He Ao looked up at the thunderbolt spear with the name "Andaville’s Spear" inscribed in Denis script, glinting along its shaft.

Andaville,

He Ao fixated on the name.

In the sacred texts of the Life Goddess Church, Andaville had been a servant Angel of the Life Goddess but later rebelled and was ultimately slain by the Life Goddess, his corpse falling into a lake.

That very lake, tainted by his corpse and blood, ultimately transformed into the Fountain of Youth.

He Ao had not expected to encounter anything related to Andaville in the main world, let alone so close by, at the Research Institute.

It seemed as though Li Cheng was able to control the spear.

However, He Ao didn’t have much time to think about it at the moment. He released his hand, took a half step back, and let the fine sword in his hand float in the air. Countless minute bolts of lightning drove the shadows, forging the twisted power into the blade.

It appeared that these thunderbolt Transcendent items indeed could forge the power into the blade.

Whenever the lightning flashed, the wild shadows grew a bit tamer.

At that moment, He Ao also sliced open his finger, using his blood as ink to continuously reinforce the Control Array etched on the blade amidst the thunderbolts and shadows.

——

Navigator

The true body of He Ao cleaved through the twisted creature before him, resembling a giant brain, and extracted a grey Energy Block, placing it in his pocket.

"A02,"

he said, his gaze sweeping over the dim space around him, "where are we now?"

The corridor nearby was no longer smeared with blood but covered on both sides with flesh that resembled ivy.

These were camouflage monsters that liked to disguise themselves as dried flesh or bloodstains to attract unwitting lifeforms to touch them.

Then, they would open their fangs hidden beneath the flesh to shred those ’unfortunates’ who had fallen in their trap.

However, these fleshy monsters had a very low drop rate, with barely any Energy Blocks, and were a waste of time; after encountering them twice, He Ao paid them no more attention.

"As long as these pieces of flesh aren’t touched, these monsters won’t attack."

By now, He Ao’s flashlight was nearly out of battery, so he didn’t turn on the flashlight despite the relatively strong lighting.

After walking a distance, there was still no sound from A02.

He Ao raised his hand and looked at the miniature computer on his arm.

At that moment, a line of text appeared beneath the image of A02,

["Sir, I can’t hear any sound around us, nor can I make any, please check if your microphone and speakers are connected."]

Seeing this line, He Ao skillfully opened the screen and tightened the slightly loose microphone and speaker wires a bit.

The microphone and speakers of the miniature computer issued by the Research Institute were wired separately, and the mainboard that He Ao found on the Navigator didn’t have special connectors; He Ao could only tie the wires to the terminals. In the course of intense combat movements, such tied wires were easily dislodged.

In fact, these two wires had come loose several times before.

He Ao looked up and pushed open a door in front of him, revealing a vast hall strewn with broken machinery.

"Sir, our current location should be near the Space-time Coordinates Research Institute,"

A02 said methodically after the wires were reconnected.

"Space-time coordinates?"

He Ao asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Aside from short-distance void gliding, the main method of long-distance travel for the Navigator is space-time jumps,"

A02 explained, "And space-time coordinates are the coordinate positions needed for space-time jumping. These coordinates are actually ’solutions’ that come out after high-level computations regarding space. Theoretically, as long as we have the corresponding space-time coordinates, the Navigator can jump to any space-time point in the universe."

"Sounds impressive."

He Ao stepped over the collapsed machinery, scanning the vast experimental lab hall with his eyes.

This was the lab with the most mechanical creations He Ao had seen on his journey so far, filled with fallen experimental machinery.

"So, this lab is where space-time coordinates are studied?"

He Ao asked casually as he carefully surveyed his surroundings.

"The task of the Space-time Coordinates and Spaceship Power Research Institute mainly involves recording the space-time coordinates explored by the Navigator and analyzing the spaceship power curve during space-time jumps, in order to optimize spaceship power,"

A02 replied, "This place also stores all the space-time coordinates possessed by the Navigator, but I am currently unable to connect to the network here, so I don’t know whether the space-time coordinates still exist."

Just then, He Ao stepped on some small metallic objects.

He crouched down, switched on the flashlight, and looked at the things under his feet.

They were densely packed shuttle-shaped devices haphazardly stacked together.

He Ao recognized these items because he had one too.

Spacetime Beacons.

But unlike the Spacetime Beacon he held, which still had a screen that lit up, the screens here were all dark; He Ao picked up a couple of them without being able to activate them, seemingly utterly broken.

"I seem to have found some shuttle-shaped small objects around here, they’re everywhere. Are these things useful?"

He Ao dropped the Spacetime Beacons he had picked up back to the ground.

"Those are Spacetime Beacons, devices used to fix space-time coordinates,"

A02 explained, "The ’solutions’ of high-dimensional space-time contained within space-time coordinates are extremely complex and also carry some incomprehensible Transcendent information, so neither Transcendents nor ordinary people can remember them, nor can they be stored using pure mechanical artificial intelligence; they can only be stored by a special mechanical Transcendent artifact called a ’Spacetime Beacon’."

"These things seem to be broken, can they be fixed?"

He Ao asked casually.

"Normally, if it’s minor damage, it can be corrected using specialized correction equipment. The lab you’re in now has three devices for correcting Spacetime Beacons,"

A02 said, "But if the Spacetime Beacon’s screen is completely off, it means it’s completely broken. Such extensive damage is not repairable and requires remanufacturing,"