Star Empire

Blazing Sun of the Void—Stellar Wind Field.

Tens of billions of years ago, the thick outer structure of the star, the convective layer and the star shell were completely torn apart by the Doomsday-Creation launched by the decisive battle flagship team, and were completely destroyed in the information supernova explosion caused by its own tearing contradictions. Self-destruction. Almost all of them were ejected, and most of the structures in them had been blown into the distant void by the direct torrent, and finally disappeared into the depths of this ocean that had nothing but everything.

Another part was intercepted and pulled by the remaining wreckage and some of the attributes that Lieyang still retained. They stopped in an interval in the void, and over a long period of time formed a "stellar cloud" that can be considered to be in dynamic equilibrium. In this super space that itself trembles between invisible and "whitened void" In the metaphysical sea of ​​clouds, countless weird structures come and go with the ebb and flow of information.

Once upon a time, this was the paradise where these metaphysical beings lived. Although the light released by the roaring star core debris was extremely hot, after hitting the clouds, part of the light would be blocked by the clouds and slowed down. This information would become one's own just right. Food intake. The resources here are so abundant that they are inexhaustible, as long as you are careful not to be exposed to direct light...

Now, the vitality here that has been neither understood nor recognized until now has been almost wiped out.

The fortress and stars composed of the golden fleet and crystal crushed almost all the strange life in this sea of ​​clouds. Once living comfortably in the sea of ​​clouds, relying on absorbing the afterglow of sunlight splashed from the core of the blazing sun, other native lives that did not need to learn or understand anything were burned by countless torrents of directional information. Burnt or exploded, and countless heavy creations covered with mechanical tentacles have attached themselves to this originally fertile and stable sea of ​​clouds at some point - they, those monsters who will never stop asking for it, can never be satisfied! monster!

Close to the core of the star, "on" the surface of the core, which is greeted by the dazzling scorching radiation, lies a pair of small wings quietly.

A shield that completely adheres to the surface of the spacecraft appears extremely obvious under the burning of the wind field and the blazing sun. In the direction of the ship's bow, a white-gold beam of light condensed from the outer layer of the shield and retrogradely hit the surface of the core of the sun's remnant star.

This countercurrent touches the surface of the blazing sun in the process of being constantly polished, weakened, and eroded. Upon slight contact, these white-gold light pillars will immediately expand to form a membrane-like structure. It is hoped that this membrane can prevent the star core from rising and burning, so that the structure of the blazing sun can be restored to complete...

But this can only be a delusion.

As long as that weak structure leaves the irradiation area of ​​the Void Matrix at a slight distance, it will be immediately scorched by the blazing core. The remaining debris will soon be stripped away with the roaring stellar wind and become thrown into the endless Part of the informational wreckage of the void.

This place is blocked by numerous structures and a harsh environment. It is difficult for conventional fleets to reach here, and it is even more difficult to provide support for the void matrix that is at the deepest part of the information vortex...

The inability to do this was once just a consolation, but in the past tens of billions of years, it is not that there have been large-scale attempts with higher feasibility.

The result was just that all unknown speculations and beautiful illusions were once again torn apart.

After those experiments, this place became the "domain" of a lone ship in the Void Matrix again. Meanwhile, other ships are no longer allowed to cross the Wreck Nebula.

This is more like a kind of self-comfort, using some actions that seem to be effective to hang on to some dreams that have long been unachievable.

"The blazing sun has a strong weight effect. The blazing sun is a weight that stabilizes reality and may have begun to elevate ordinary information into endless higher-level information structures in some aspects."

"……so what?"

"Your Majesty, stability is not absolutely unattainable... let go of your stubbornness and obsession..."

"...It's too late."

Nowadays, within the entire Star Territory, the number of individuals with true souls is already very rare. Compared with the once vast sea of ​​wisdom that spread across the stars, although the entire empire now cannot be called lifeless, the vitality within the empire is completely different from the past and from those ancient memories.

Time has passed for a long time.

As long as there are souls in the memory, the little bit of thickness they can still retain in perception is already too shallow, so shallow that it will be completely sealed by the thick layer that is later pressed on. Ancient memories are destined to become history that is about to be annihilated. No matter how beautiful, practical or regrettable the past that can still be recalled now seems to be increasingly false and illusory.

Many orders of magnitude, piled up into a huge total, piled up until it finally exceeds the limit of what the most powerful soul can understand and perceive.

Vidoville and others had to constantly divide a large amount of deployment and control rights when they were tired of coping. Only in this way will the countless reports brought by the huge total volume not eventually overwhelm their minds. This is not a problem that can be solved by connecting more processors and connecting more evolutionary matrices to enhance their own processing capabilities and power— —The total amount of orders, reports and coordination brought by the huge order of magnitude is extremely huge. At the same time, in order to ensure timeliness and accuracy, each order must be finalized after considering the source situation, surrounding resources, future possibilities and other factors. issue.

This means that all orders need to be thought about and deduced. No matter how stressful it is, as long as the report is delivered, the terminal must process it. This is a responsibility.

However, on the basis of such a huge order of magnitude, if it is guaranteed to be fast enough to support the entire empire's border war, for all creatures and wisdom, all threads will work almost continuously, and all complex situations will be solved in the shortest time. It is delivered-processed-sent, and the final soul infinitely carries such a process, from the twenty-six quadrants, from the leaping logical jumps between different quadrants, and all kinds of information that may contain death tides or metaphysical existences or stars. The uninterrupted switching of models or pictures is tantamount to mental pollution, and it is tantamount to overwhelming mental pollution. Even the Star Emperor is just a solitary boat in the stormy waves in front of the peaks formed by them.

But maybe.

The fact that he and Vesrifan became the Star Emperor and the highest authority level existence should be based on a certain inherited structure. If this inference is true, how did he deal with the universe, or multiple times, in the era when that structure still existed? everything inside the universe

Already forgotten.

But the story that intelligent life will forget has been forever engraved in the deep metaphysical layer and the pan-narrative layer structure that exists between countless worlds of order. Unless everything here is completely destroyed and all traces are completely disappeared, these memories cannot be completely annihilated.

The past hierarchical structure ensured that each level and each scope had corresponding managers. They would act within the scope of their rights and responsibilities and complete all their work. The huge basic amount corresponds to the huge number of grass-roots managers. They are transferred layer by layer, and the tasks and content are adjusted upward layer by layer. The reports that are finally delivered to the top decision-makers are actually quite limited in total. And such a tower structure, It also ensures the foundation and stability of the entire structure.

However.

Due to the extreme lack of souls, the skyrocketing number of evolutionary matrices that have surpassed the empire's ability to understand countless times, and numerous reports brought about by large and small wars, like network collapse, the few remaining managers of the empire have been challenged again and again. Logic and reason become increasingly fragile.

Are the branches of the world very big? Is the territory of an empire composed of many branches of the world and the discrete worlds interspersed between the branches very large?

Yes, they are big, big, very big, unimaginably big -

They are indeed unimaginable to these beings with souls. Even if I could imagine it, my rationality was not enough to deal with the major events. They were indeed so huge - yes, for these beings in the empire.

However, compared to Victorville, this majestic territory that is so huge that it seems boundless, and compared to the Σ Doomsday Ark operator who has unlimited scalability, can connect to a nearly unlimited evolutionary matrix, and has the most powerful single calculation core in the empire, In terms of... the difference between a universe with billions of galaxies and a person who holds power and can connect the largest advisory group and the best computer... Is there any difference?

As long as the rules and models are suitable, it makes no sense that one universe can be properly managed, but many universes cannot be managed properly. It makes no sense. It makes no sense that when the number of universes becomes much larger, there will definitely be the birth and death of billions of universes. To draw attention to such a funny situation.

The evolutionary matrix that can grow infinitely in number could have taken over, faced, and handled more things, but the souls who are immersed in the blood reality of display and self-construction... I am afraid they will not care so much anymore, even if they still Although they have the ability to estimate everything in detail, it is impossible for them to directly think of ways to deal with it and take care of everything.

In the chaos, too many details have been completely annihilated, and the thoughts of the soul have reached their limits, but this does not mean that everything in the empire has fully exerted its power.

Once upon a time, the purpose of building an overall network of civilization was "One heart and one mind, super individuality".

But now it seems that this result has been annihilated.

These contents, all of these, cannot be delivered to that huge civilization that is getting stronger and stronger, but is gradually slipping towards collapse.

…

"Your Majesty, a new abnormal situation has occurred."

"Extra situation? Erwin, if you have any situation, please explain directly. All of our time is precious." Deep in the civilized network, Victorville, who was sealed in the eye of the storm by numerous data vortices, impatiently separated. A thread of its own.

Within the dead tide activity cycle, it is not just the dead tide phenomenon and frequent fault zone reactions that are active.

Their simultaneous appearance means that everything left by the original owner of the void, the branches of the world of Σ and all the facilities of Σ, and their movable parts will all enter a dangerous state of increased activity after detecting the large number of fracture zones.

In the void, the empire has to face not only countless large and small fault zones, but also the endless malice coming from the void that is much larger than itself, but they cannot pour out their malice against the empire wantonly.

A new super-large-scale expedition is about to begin. Countless holy voices praise the vast order space opened up by the radial corridors of the Void Fortress. In the order square of the Zenith Seat of countless world branches, hundreds of millions are measured in units of the past. "Mobile Territory", a top-level organization as the basic unit, has assembled a huge fleet, and they will soon be delivered in batches to the locations of various void beacons that occasionally flicker.

The Imperial fleet was mobilized in full force, regardless of cost or consequences.

"Your Majesty, this...it is said that IV has used his own authority and life as the final weight to request that this type of information should not-"

“—Report—immediately!!!”

The command that struck straight to the heart pierced Erwin's soul defenses and pierced his heart. This roar from the depths of the soul, as if it had been resented for a long time, caused an uproar in the network - it was more like a scream than a roar, and the anger, helplessness and contradiction it contained and all the emotions swept across the empire network , attracting the attention of all souls far away in other network segments and other logical intervals.

"...already uploaded."

With the concentration of all souls, two pieces of information emerged in their minds without any concealment or distortion.

The first report was very brief - the purification fleet was attacked by an order civilization fleet thousands of times larger than ours and completely crashed. The enemy's information narrative radar has relevant records.

"...Second, second report..."

Several "people" wearing costumes with unprecedented structures appeared in the perception of the souls. The fear and madness they showed could no longer be tolerated by the body...

The accompanying content of the report has pointed out that they have begun to detect the existence of the empire, and their radar stations were set up to explore the true nature of the empire.

They stayed in the radar station, and those radar arrays pointed to the "void direction" where the empire was.

"Help... help... monsters - madmen! Madmen! What madmen are they!!! They are all the same... they are all the same -!! They... they go back..."

In the silence, the heart-rending screams that contained fear that was thick enough to solidify, seemed to tear apart the soul, swept through all the sensory layers of every soul.

"no!!!"

The last voice of reason came from the new emperor of the second district, from the once pure arcane life IV.