Brain Realm, reality.
Perhaps they had nothing to do with each other, or perhaps they were inseparable.
But for those living in the Brain Realm, this was reality.
Liu felt somewhat lost.
Exploring the Brain Realm had opened up new possibilities in his real world. Perhaps he could evolve once more and become something even more unimaginable.
Of course, he had always believed in one principle: when one grew strong enough, corresponding problems—or corresponding enemies—would naturally appear.
This was, in truth, the rule of all things, the law of the universe, and a kind of destiny.
Liu knew that the road ahead of him was still long.
He thought of the Apocalypse Association and the second Artificial Intelligence.
They represented the secrets of technology.
He thought of the version of himself that had traveled through time and bestowed Fluid Metal upon him.
And the pilot who had crossed a wormhole to come to his side.
They represented the secrets of time.
His past growth had depended on absorbing radiation, yet Gamma-Ray Bursts in the universe were clearly a means of wiping out higher life forms.
Why, then, could he benefit from them?
And the Brain Realm beneath his feet—every sign indicated that it was a special celestial body twenty-five light-years away from Earth.
The appearance of the Silver Shuttle, the female warrior in the Green House, the Mayans' ancestors who had vanished into the universe.
And the Qi'ao Isotope on the comet, which had led him to discover Consciousness Particles.
Liu Zhengqing, too, had been guiding him, faintly but unmistakably.
Could it be that he was meant to devote himself to the secrets of the universe as well?
Coincidences meant nothing, but if there were too many of them, they were bound to influence reality.
As for strength.
The barefoot