"I have no concern that humanity can endure until the heat death. If my plan succeeds, every human will become immortal. On the optimistic side, raising this question sooner will help verify my hypothesis. Isaac Asimov's idea is not entirely without merit." Salomon shook his head. "When the first life emerged from the oceanic primordial soup, negative entropy appeared. This was no accident. Negative-entropy entities can accelerate the increase of entropy, and the consciousness driving the universe toward heat death is still lingering around us, manipulating our fates. That malice sends a chill down my spine. They will never allow us to escape their control and gain free will. You understand my mission, my dear Regent. It concerns whether humanity is a toy in a bottle or a race capable of controlling its own destiny."
"After the last human consciousness merged with super Artificial Intelligence, the Artificial Intelligence spent a very long time finding the answer—a way to reverse the increase of entropy. Then the universe collapsed, and the Artificial Intelligence in hyperspace spent an immeasurable amount of time solving that problem." Victor von Doom spoke slowly. His scientific knowledge was more than sufficient to answer the question. He had played a major role in building Latveria's scientific research departments, and he had also read Isaac Asimov's novel. After all, back then, all he could do in the mountain cabin was read; there was no other entertainment, and he had no interest in goats. That was a joke Salomon had made in his little cabin, and it was also when Victor von Doom first raised his fist at his future sovereign. "It said, 'Let there be light.' And there was light."
"How pessimistic. Though the direction of development is the same, this is not the ending I want." Salomon shook