Civilized Gravekeeper

At the edge of the universe, the expansion rate is extremely fast. It's so fast, even if Guang tries hard to catch up, he can only fall far behind. Li Youmu was suspended in this void, with bottomless darkness beneath his feet, and the insurmountable "horizon" in front of him. Here, time seems to have lost its meaning. They are relatively still, like a speck of dust falling on a painting that is stretching crazily. Here, it should be completely dark, but there is indeed a hazy patch of light at the edge of the border. It was not just an afterimage of light, but more like a fingerprint left at the beginning of the universe. This layer of light became boundless along with the expansion of the universe, like a gentle wound, flowing with secrets of billions of years. "Lao Ying, tell me... What is outside here?" Li Youmu looked at this light spot calmly, surprisingly not as casual as usual. He didn't hold the iconic mace in his hand, nor did he have the dress that was specially prepared for "interstellar diplomacy" but was always splashed with hot pot oil. At this moment, he is just a child looking up at the stars. "Perhaps, there is nothing there, it is absolute nothingness." Ying Zheng's voice rang in Li Youmu's mind. It was no longer the kind of imperial domineering that pointed out the country, but with a kind of transparency after vicissitudes of life. "Perhaps, we Binghui really want to know what is there? After all, I built the Great Wall back then to block the barbarians; and the universe built this 'horizon', maybe to block something even more indescribable."