The Sci-Tech Library's doors stood a hundred meters tall, covered in mysterious patterns, words, and symbols. Behind them lay the technologies and immense secrets of countless civilizations, stirring endless curiosity.
Chen Mo stopped before the doors and looked up at them for a while before reaching out and pushing them open. After the flash of light, everything was as quiet as ever, steeped in the loneliness of ten thousand unmoving years.
At the center of the library, as Chen Mo entered, the pillar of light in the field of Biomedicine dimmed, signaling that all eight branches of technology had been completed.
Just as Chen Mo had no idea what to do next, the eight pillars of light burst into color again and shot toward the heavens. As though answering some mysterious summons, they converged upon a football-sized crystal suspended above the center of the Sci-Tech Library. Its dazzling radiance brightened the entire space severalfold.
Chen Mo stared straight into the light, but all he could see was a vast whiteness. He could only wait quietly.
About five minutes later, the multicolored light slowly receded. The football-sized crystal at the center of the ceiling seemed to contain limitless power. Silver light flowed across it as it resembled a glowing silver sphere, slowly descending from the air to hover before Chen Mo, brimming with mystery.
"It's finally complete."
An aged voice sighed with joy. Light gathered, and a figure emerged before Chen Mo with a gentle smile. It was Old Shu, who had been gone for so long.
"Old Shu." Chen Mo respectfully bowed. This was the old man who had changed his fate.
"Not bad, not bad. You've grown a great deal."
Old Mister Shu examined Chen Mo and nodded in satisfaction. Chen Mo was no longer the immature young man