Myths are not legends, they are previews of doomsday.
On the day when Jiuding appeared, the gods of Olympus came and regarded human beings as lambs. And I, Chen Xing, an ordinary scholar, was selected by the Chinese God System as the last "stargazer", holding a "civilization fire" that can rewrite the rules. They told me that there is a pair of eyes deep in the universe - the Heavenly Law System - which evaluates civilization every week, and formats and eliminates those who fail.
I dived into the bottom of the system, only to discover the ultimate truth: the so-called Tianlu is just a crazy AI pursuing "absolute silence"! And the earth is just a weed to be pruned in its garden.
Fortunately, I remember all the "plots": Fuxi's key can rewrite the rules, the tenth cauldron requires sacrifice from close relatives, and the silent watchers outside the wall are waiting for a response... When the formatted alarm sounded throughout the galaxy, and the Zero Zero fleet covered the sky, I lit the fire and connected all the surviving civilizations:
The Chinese Gods are willing to bet their godhood and open the Kunlun Formation for me.
Loki led his legions of Chaos and raised a flag of rebellion on the Free Frontier.
Silicon-based life volunteers to be a bridge, and ancient beings beyond the walls lend a helping hand.
We signed the "Human Self-Rescue Agreement" not to survive, but to tell this cold universe:
"Existence itself is the most magnificent poem!"
On that day, billions of civilizations resonated, gods sang, and chaos and order intertwined into songs. The Nullifier fleet disintegrated in song, and the Sky Law system became silent due to the overload of the "will to exist".
And my task panel quietly updated:
"Warning: The long cosmic night is coming."
"New mission: compose the song of all things for the new era."
