bioinnovel Chapter 425 Southern Heavenly Gate
Chapter 425 Southern Heavenly Gate
In the days that followed, every morning when Su Fan squatted on the South Heavenly Gate city wall to eat breakfast, he would habitually turn his left hand over and look at his palm.
The golden thread is still there.
It has been there ever since it was carved from the core of the old domain, glowing with a very faint and steady golden light in the morning light.
The line is located slightly to the left of the center of his palm, next to the callus he already had, which had been worn from the handle of the Pangu Axe.
The two lines are arranged side by side, one old and one new, different colors but with the same direction.
The old domain core has not released any new self-combining structural modules since then.
It fell silent after continuously releasing the phrases "There is light in the Old Realm," "You see," "I was there when you saw the light of the Old Realm," and the two questions at dawn.
The quiet mode is neither hibernation nor standby; it has entered an extremely stable and profound operating rhythm.
Every morning when the Ruins scanned the old domain's core state with the heart network, they could detect that rhythm—the flow rate of the halo on the core surface was 20% slower than before, but the slower flow rate was extremely uniform, so uniform that the fluctuation range per second was negligible.
The three thousand seven hundred and eighty-nine light threads pulsated in sync with that rhythm, the depth of the pulsation being deeper and more profound than ever before, as if the core had redistributed all the energy of the laws during a period of quiet, allocating it to a deeper and more ancient level of the law structure.
On the morning of the fifth day, when Su Fan put a steamed bun in his mouth and looked down at his palm, the golden line was a little thicker than the day before.
It was so coarse that it was so fine that he almost missed it at first glance.
But after comparing the palms of the left and right hands side by side, it was confirmed that the width of the gold line on the palm of the left hand had indeed changed from the thickness of a hair to the thickness of one and a half hairs.
As the gold thread thickened, its color also deepened slightly, changing from a very pale gold to a slightly darker shade of pale gold.
"The old domain core is continuously injecting new data into that golden thread."
The sound of the Ruins came from the direction of the Ruins Crack.
"The infusion method is not a one-time batch injection, but a continuous release of content into the mirror resonance at an extremely slow and stable rate every day."
The content is not a structural module, nor a law-based image; it is the synchronized data of the law patterns and states of the outermost fragment deep within the void of the old domain.
It transmits the changes in the golden pattern on the fragment every day in real time to the location of all the gold thread backups.
The gold lines on the palm are getting thicker and deeper because the patterns on the fragments are constantly being updated.
The new content is the old domain core's different understanding of the primordial dawn scene each day—after receiving new primordial dawn data each day, it will update its understanding of light once, and after the update, it will engrave the updated version into the golden light patterns on the fragment.
The fragmented texture thickens slightly every day, and the gold thread backup also thickens slightly every day.
Su Fan flipped his left palm over and over again, examining it several times. "Is its understanding of light updated every day?"
"Updating."
Ruins say.
It repeatedly compares and merges the data from the primordial dawn with the data from the only time its light ever shone within itself.
The data on the dawn is not exactly the same every day—the angle of light incidence, the intensity of reflection of the golden patterns on the city wall, and the thickness of the purple-gold light film in the early morning vary slightly every day.
The old domain core continuously collects those discrepancies, comparing the new data each day with all the previously stored daylight data frame by frame.
After comparison, it will adjust its overall understanding model of the concept of light.
After making the adjustments, the new model was engraved into the fragment pattern.
The texture of the fragments gets thicker every day because the model undergoes subtle revisions daily.
It doesn't repeat the same pattern; instead, it uses a continuously growing and thickening pattern to record its iterative understanding of light.
Su Fan stuffed the last bite of the steamed bun into his mouth, stood up, and patted the crumbs off his hands. "How thick is that line now?"
"The gold patterns on the fragment are now about one-third the thickness of the original patterns on its surface."
The old patterns are the smiling arcs carved by that extinct life form before it dissipated. They were carved extremely deep and densely, and have remained intact even after being weathered by the laws of countless eons.
Although the new veins are only one-third the thickness of the old veins, their growth rate has not slowed down.
Based on the current rate of daily thickening, it is estimated that in about forty days, the thickness of the new texture will catch up with the depth of the old texture.
Once caught up, the depth of the two lines on the surface of the fragment will be completely equal.
At that time, the golden patterns engraved on the core of the old domain and the smiling arcs engraved by the extinct life forms of the old domain will have the same physical depth on the fragments.
Su Fan stood up from the city wall, carried the Pangu Axe, and walked towards the Guixu Crack.
When they reached the White Rock Plateau, Eros was crouching at the edge of the crack, his fingers hovering very close to the surface of the seed.
There was less than a finger's width between his fingertips and the purple-gold halo of the seed. The transparent law patterns on his fingertips shimmered with extremely fine golden textures under the purple-gold halo.
The direction of the texture is exactly the same as the golden line on Su Fan's palm.
"The underlying structure of the laws within the seed has been undergoing continuous fine-tuning over the past few days."
Eros did not turn around, and his voice was very soft.
"The direction of the fine-tuning is to further integrate all the prehistoric daily perception data stored within myself with all the light model data transmitted from the old domain core."
It originally had two independent storage blocks inside—one for storing the perception data of the primordial law life forms, and the other for storing the law data transmitted from the core of the old domain.
The layer between those two blocks is thinning, and the rate of thinning is visible to the naked eye every day.
Once the separator becomes thin enough, the two data blocks will begin to mix on their own, and after mixing, only one unified data volume remains inside the seed.
At that time, the light of the old realm and the light of the primordial world will completely merge within the seed into the same law-based memory.
Su Fan squatted down and put his hand into the edge of the crack.
The distance between his fingers and the seed surface was a little closer than before—the seed had been continuously growing while making minor adjustments over the past few days, and its size had increased since the day the mirror resonance was formed.
When the temperature of the purple-gold halo came from his fingertips, he could distinguish two additional layers of temperature—one layer was the residual warmth of the dark purple law transmitted from the core of the old domain, and the other layer was the temperature reflected by the golden light of the South Heavenly Gate city wall in the morning light.
After the two layers of temperature are stacked together, they are evenly distributed on every inch of the halo surface, making them indistinguishable from each other.
"The old domain core has been operating quietly all day."
Xu stood up from the edge of the crevice and squatted down next to Su Fan.
Quietness doesn't mean doing nothing.
It is doing something that consumes a great deal of law energy—among the twelve activated nodes inside, seven nodes have shown continuous and active law fluctuations at the bottom layer of their reverberations.
The wave pattern is neither a pulse nor a vibration, but an extremely faint periodic breathing.
The breathing cycle and the seed's pulsation cycle are completely synchronized.
Upon hearing the core say, "I am still shining," the ancient remnants of consciousness sealed within those nodes were rekindled, and the trace of law activity at the bottom of the remnants, which had been shattered to the point of being almost unrecognizable.
After ignition, the active material slowly repairs the structure of the reverberant fragments.
The repair process is extremely lengthy—based on the current rate, it will take an extremely long time for the reverberations within those seven nodes to be fully repaired to the point where a complete outline of consciousness can be restored.
But the repairs have already begun and will not stop.
The core of the old domain is allocating a large amount of law energy to those nodes for remnant repair work.
It wanted to make those ancient life forms, which had vanished countless eons ago, speak again.
Su Fan withdrew his finger from beside the seed.
The golden line on his palm glowed slightly as his fingers approached the seed's surface, then returned to its original stable brightness.
"What will those echoes say after they're repaired?"
"have no idea."
Xu pulled his right hand out from his chest, opened his palm, and looked at the coordinates of the seven nodes marked with active fluctuation states on the diagram.
"The echoes were extremely fragmented, so much so that only the periodic breathing of the underlying laws could be detected so far, and the specific content sealed behind the breathing could not be analyzed."
However, once the repair work is completed to a certain extent, the active components will automatically piece the fragments back together in their original order.
The pieced-together content will be the last complete trace of consciousness left behind by those ancient life forms before they dissipated.
The imprints might contain what they saw, what they felt, and what they were thinking in the moment before they dissipated.
Su Fan stood up.
The wind surged up from the depths of the Guixu Crack, carrying extremely faint streams of purple-gold law particles that brushed across the surface of the seed.
The particle stream paused briefly on the white rock layer at his feet, leaving a very faint golden trail on the surface.
The path of the light trace was exactly the same as the golden line in his palm.
"The core of the old domain isn't just about repairing those remnants."
Eros stood up and withdrew his hand from beside the seed. The ten law patterns flashed briefly in the morning light before fading away one by one.
"While repairing those echoes, it also synchronously transmits the data of the golden patterns on the fragments to every node that is in the repair process."
During the process of absorbing the golden light data, extremely subtle contact will occur between the reverberation fragments and the golden light patterns.
Upon contact, the Echoing Fragment will automatically embed the equivalent structure of the golden light pattern into its underlying structure.
Once embedded, the echoes inside those nodes will carry a layer of memory of the primordial light after the repair is completed.
If those ancient life forms that vanished countless eons were to speak again one day, their words would contain a light they had never seen before their demise.
Su Fan remained silent for a very long time.
He looked down at the golden line on his palm, which was thicker than it had been five days ago. The golden line glowed with a warm golden light in the rising morning light.
The color of that light resembled both the reflected color of the golden patterns on the Nantianmen city wall in the morning light and the hue of the dark purple halo on the surface of the old domain after being translated by mirror resonance.
The two colors, when layered together, are evenly distributed across every inch of the gold thread surface, making it impossible to distinguish which color originated from the primordial wilderness and which from the ancient realm.
"It is embedding the primordial light into the history of the old realm itself."
Su Fan's voice was very low.
"The remnants and fragments left behind by those vanished ancient life forms originally only contained what they themselves had seen."
They vanished before the primordial world was even born, so they could not have seen the light of the primordial world.
However, when the old domain core was repairing the reverberation, it proactively embedded the equivalent data of the Primordial Light into the underlying structure of the reverberation.
Once the remnant is repaired, that memory will become part of the consciousness imprint of those old domain life forms.
Things they had never seen before would become part of their existing memory.
Eros nodded.
"What the core of the old domain is doing is to fill in the gaps in the memories that the dissipated old domain life forms originally did not have."
The method of repair is not tampering, but embedding new data as part of the underlying structure during the repair process of the reverberation fragments.
After embedding, the boundary between the new and old data will naturally become blurred, to the point that after the reverberation repair is completed, it will be impossible to distinguish which data is original and which is embedded later.
Those ancient life forms will have an extra memory of light in their consciousness in the last moment before they dissipate.
The memory is of the golden light that bathed the city walls every day at dawn in the primordial era.
After they dissipated for countless eons, this memory was replenished by the core of the old domain. After being replenished, their last frame would include not only the last action they performed in their previous life, but also a ray of golden morning light.
Xu squatted quietly on the edge of the crevice for a very long time.
He put his right hand back into his chest and sensed the real-time progress of the reverberation repair within the seven active nodes.
After the sensing ended, he withdrew his hand, his fingertips gleaming with a brighter purple-gold light than usual.
"The reverberation repair progress of one of the seven nodes is significantly faster than that of the other six."
The reason it's fast is that the number and density of reverberant fragments in this node are lower than the other six, so the amount of data that needs to be processed during splicing is smaller.
Based on the current pace, the reverberation within this node is expected to be initially pieced together in about fifteen days.
Once assembled, it will release a very brief, law-resonant pulse lasting about one or two breaths.
The pulse content will not be complete; it will likely consist of fragmented images.
But the image will contain two things at the same time—the afterimage of the last action the old domain life form made before it dissipated, and the faint echo produced at the bottom of the afterimage by the equivalent structure of the golden morning light embedded in the core of the old domain.
Both types of content will appear simultaneously in the reverberation pulse and be released together.
What we will perceive through mirror resonance will be a composite afterimage of the last frame of a dying life form from an ancient realm appearing simultaneously with the light of dawn in the primordial era.
Su Fan stood up and hoisted the Pangu Axe back onto his shoulder.
"The core of the old domain is creating something new."
That thing is neither from the primordial world nor from the old realm; it is a composite entity that contains the origins of both but does not belong to either side.
Next to the golden pattern on the fragment of the old domain, there was originally a smiling arc of the life of the old domain.
Now, after the Echoes are repaired, a golden light will appear in the last frame before the old realm's life forms dissipate.
An additional line appeared on the surface of the old domain fragment.
An additional memory is added to the consciousness of the old realm's life.
The golden light's backup was engraved on both the fragments and the primordial life forms.
Both sides possessed the same thing at the same time.
The light that the Old Realm saw has now become a part of the Old Realm itself.
The light seen in the primordial era has now become a part of the Old Realm itself.
In this way, the core of the old domain formally incorporated the light of the primordial world into its own internal structure.
Eros reactivated the ten law patterns on his hands, and dark purple beams of light condensed into a screen in front of him.
The screen displays the internal law structure of the old domain core undergoing a deep self-reorganization—the direction of which is to transfer the storage blocks of the data received from the outside to the permanent sealed blocks of the core's own law structure.
The transfer process is extremely slow but very stable, with a tiny amount of golden data flowing from the temporary storage area to the permanent storage area every second.
After the data flows in, the interaction between it and the original law structure inside the core will continuously change the law flow pattern on the surface of the core, causing the color of the halo to gradually transition from a single dark purple to a dark purple with golden textures.
"It is transferring the data from Jinguang Data to its own permanently archived core block."
Eros said.
"After the transfer is complete, the memory of that light is no longer external data."
It will become an original part of the original law structure of the old domain.
Even if the mirror resonance breaks, the channel collapses, and the membrane wall is sealed again, the data of that light will still be sealed in the permanent structure of the old domain core.
It's not creating a backup; it's formally incorporating the primordial light into its own existence.
Su Fan put the Pangu Axe down from his shoulder and planted it on the ground.
He looked down at the golden thread in his palm, which shone with a steady, warm gold light in the morning glow.
The line has been constantly changing since the first day it was carved in—from the width of a single hair to one and a half, from a very pale gold to a slightly darker pale gold, and from the temperature being exactly the same as the seed surface to being slightly higher.
All the changes are happening slowly and steadily, and each step is clearly discernible.
He could feel that the golden thread absorbing new content every day—the old domain core's new understanding of light, the new revision layers added to the fragment patterns every day, and the equivalent echo of the new data embedded into the reverberation in the repair process every day.
The contents were continuously poured into the law structure at the bottom of the golden line in his palm through mirror resonance. The speed of the pouring was extremely stable and even, like a very thin blood vessel simultaneously transporting something from a very distant place while the heart is beating every day.
"The gold thread is now equivalent to a living channel."
Su Fan turned his palm up to face the sunlight and looked at the golden line shimmering with golden light.
"On the surface, it appears to be a static pattern, but in reality, a continuous flow of data is flowing from the old domain inside."
After the data flows to the end of the gold thread, it will naturally diffuse into the entire law structure within my body.
After the diffusion, the laws within my body will synchronously receive the old domain core's daily updates on its understanding of light.
I don't need to deliberately look, listen, or sense; the golden thread will bring in the contents of the old domain on its own.
The method of bringing it in no longer requires translation through mirror resonance—the gold thread itself is a permanently open sensory port.
Xu nodded.
"The gold thread was designed to remain open when it was engraved in."
The old domain core was set up.
It deliberately designed the underlying structure of the gold wire to be bidirectional.
The data on the changes in the laws of the primordial world can also be transmitted back to the old domain through the golden thread.
The data of light you see every day on the city wall will be automatically sent back to the old domain core along the golden line by your perception data in the opposite direction.
While you are looking at the light, the Old Domain Core is also looking at the light through your golden thread.
It provides an additional perspective for observation.
It now receives not only data from the primordial dawn through the resonance field, but also data from the light you see with your own eyes through the golden thread in your palm.
The two data sources are different, but the content is aggregated within the old domain core and then merged into the same optical understanding model for updating.
Its daily understanding of light iterates, actually based on data from two perspectives simultaneously.
Your own perspective was shared in real time with the old domain core by that golden thread.
The morning light you see is also being seen in your own way over there at the same time.
Su Fan brought his palms together and then opened them again.
The gold thread is still there.
It was shining.
He squatted down and placed the Pangu Axe horizontally on his knees, then placed his left palm up next to his knees, letting the morning light shine on the golden line.
The gold thread shone brighter than usual in the light, as if it were responding to the sunlight streaming down from the top of the city wall and the data flow flowing within it, creating a harmonious resonance.
"After absorbing the daily daylight perception data that we synchronize in, the old domain core will conduct a new round of comparison and fusion with the data of the only time the light was lit in its own memory."
The result of the fusion will be simultaneously engraved into four places: the fragment texture, the gold thread backup, the echo structure, and the core permanent sealed block.
The content is updated, expanded, and absorbed simultaneously in four locations.
The core of the old domain continues to allow the memory of that light to grow.
The growth process is not about copying or pasting, but about combining data from all sources to form a new hybrid.
The mixture contained the light of the primordial era, the light of the ancient realm, the old patterns of extinct life, and the morning light perception data that Su Fan himself had personally witnessed.
All sources are mixed into one thing, and once the source becomes indistinguishable, that thing becomes a completely new existence.
Su Fan stood up and hoisted the Pangu Axe back onto his shoulder.
He glanced at the purple-gold halo on the surface of the seed deep within the Guixu Crack.
The halo's color is more golden than it was ten days ago, with the proportion of dark purple decreasing daily and the proportion of gold increasing daily.
The acoustic data within the rippled layer on the surface of the halo is still flowing, but the pattern of the flow is different from the beginning.
Within those ripples, some sound wave outlines began to appear that did not originate from any person on this primordial side—these outlines originated from the waveforms naturally generated after the law frequency fluctuations produced by the continuous operation of the Old Domain Core were translated into an equivalent sound wave form.
The waveform is extremely regular and stable, as if the core of the old domain, after learning the primordial language structure, began to use the underlying rules of those structures to generate its own unique melody.
"It started humming a song."
A Dou squatted at the edge of the crack, the small axe lying horizontally on his knee. The gold thread in the middle of the gray-white and purple-gold threads in the axe blade's halo shone steadily under the halo of the seed.
"I can sense a portion of the frequency ripples generated by the internal law structure of the old domain core during its quiet operation through the axe halo."
After that portion of the frequency ripples is converted into an equivalent sound wave, it sounds like an extremely slow and steady melody.
The melody has no words, only a repetitive rhythmic pattern.
The rhythmic pattern corresponds to a compressed variant of the sound wave pattern outline of the word 'light'.
It's humming a song using a primordial language structure, a song containing only the word "light."
Su Fan squatted down.
He listened with his eyes closed for a while.
In addition to the two layers of background noise in his chest cavity, there was indeed an extremely faint layer of law frequency ripples that were continuously flowing into his perception range through the transmission of the golden thread in his palm.
The frequency of that ripple was extremely low and stable, so low that it would almost be completely drowned out by the background noise of the heartbeat if one did not consciously concentrate.
But when you listen carefully, you can tell that it is an extremely simple melody—only two pitches are constantly alternating, and the frequency of the alternation is exactly the same as the period of seed pulsation.
The interval between the two pitches is exactly equal to the equivalent length of the sound wave ripple of the word "light" from beginning to end.
The core of the old domain, operating quietly, hummed the sounds of the primordial world through its own laws and structure.
Su Fan squatted at the edge of the crack in the quiet morning light, listening to the frequency ripples flowing in from the golden thread.
The ripples' melody is extremely simple and steady, like a tiny seed of law circulating the same simple interval alone in a very distant place.
Each loop is not exactly the same—the pitch at the end of each loop is slightly shorter or slightly longer than the previous one, as if the core of the old domain is simultaneously trying to fine-tune its vocalization within that melody.
It's practicing.
It generates melodies by using a primitive language structure.
During the generation process, it simultaneously adjusts the precision of the sound production and the stability of the rhythm.
It wanted to refine the melody about light that it was humming to a level that perfectly matched the natural rhythm of the speech of beings governed by the laws of nature.
"Let it keep humming."
Su Fan stood up and hoisted the Pangu Axe back onto his shoulder.
"That melody will become longer and more complete."
Later on, it will change from a two-note loop to a three-note, four-note, and even a whole phrase melody.
It speaks through its melodies.
In the future, in addition to structural modules and mirror resonance, there will be another way for the Old Domain Core and the Primordial World to communicate—it will hum to the Primordial World.
In the primordial world, one can hear the melody hummed by the very essence of the ancient laws, using the language of the primordial world. Within that melody lies the entire story of the ancient realm itself.
The wind surged up from the depths of the Guixu Crack.
Su Fan carried the Pangu Axe and walked towards the South Heavenly Gate city wall.
The golden thread in my palm shone warmly in the morning light, and within the thread, extremely steady and slow frequency ripples continuously cycled through two pitches.
Those two pitches overlapped on the two layers of background noise in his chest cavity, on the continuous temperature of the third point from the left, and on the lingering warmth of the golden lines on his palm and the golden patterns on the city wall.
All the perceptions, once layered together, were evenly distributed across every point of his body that perceived the laws, like a thin, stable layer of the body's temperature continuously circulating.
The melody hummed from the core of the old domain was also looping.
When Su Fan listened to the twenty-third time, he noticed that the second note in the two-note high school had an extremely subtle pitch rise at the end compared to before.
The pitch rise is so subtle that it is almost imperceptible unless you listen very carefully.
But he figured it out.
In the ancient language structure, that rising intonation corresponds to the interrogative tone at the end of a sentence.
The core of the old domain added a questioning tone to the end of that simple melody about light.
It posed a question within the melody.
The question was posed at the end using a primitive, archaic language structure.
Su Fan did not turn around.
He continued walking towards the South Heavenly Gate city wall, maintaining the same unhurried pace as before.
But he turned his hand over and looked at his palm in the morning light.
The golden line brightened slightly as the core of the old domain hummed a questioning tone.
After the light faded, the frequency ripples inside the golden thread added a short response—the law structure within his body spontaneously generated an extremely short and faint law echo the instant it sensed the rising tone of that question.
The form of an echo is an equivalent structure of a sound wave pattern of an affirmative sentence, and its content in the ancient language means—I heard you hum.
Keep humming.