This Bright Light, after bursting forth, was gathered into a single beam. Like a laser pointer, it shot straight toward a distant place.
At the heart of the matrix stood a sculpture piled from 1,296 parallel worlds. Its face bore a certain resemblance to the young man from before who had housed two virtual lives.
Across the many spacetime realms within the matrix, endless lives were continuously studying all manner of knowledge, evolving their spiritual worlds and climbing ever higher. In doing so, they condensed strands of civilization's radiance, turning them into part of the matrix's power source.
In truth, for a civilization, learning was inferior to creation. But unfortunately, the Purple Moon Empire had reached the boundary of knowledge. Everything that could be conceived had already been conceived. Indeed, that was not all there was to the multiverse, but for the civilization of the Purple Moon Empire, it was everything.
Without question, the Empire was dying.
Thus, when traces of the primordial spacetime, which had existed only in theory, appeared, an entire empire brought every project to a temporary halt. All resources were poured by the Empire's upper ranks into exploring the primordial spacetime.
At this moment, they were using a technology called the Multiversal Anchor, allowing the matrix to advance through the multiversal sea of spacetime at the greatest possible speed.
Their goal was to seize the primordial spacetime. As for its native inhabitants, to a higher civilization, a lower civilization was nothing but insects.
To deal with insects, all they needed was insecticide.
In fact, the virtual life seeds they had cast out earlier served not only as anchors, but also as insecticide.
The joys and sorrows of civilizations had never been shared.
Within the Four-Dimensional Pocket, nearly all of Zhao Cheng's threads were focused on