We Can't Win. There's No Hope (Tragic)
During her "wandering," Cong Yu naturally learned what Tongliao would look like after its development.
"John Tower."
Cong Yu's voice came from behind the Angel. He frowned as he looked at the Angel who had his back to him. "Why are you standing directly in front of John Tower?"
Such statements, concerning matters related to the "future," even drew the attention of the Angel from the Cong Yu falling from the sky...
The two-winged Angel turned his head, looked at Cong Yu, and asked with a look of astonishment, "Who... are you?"
Like every Angel who sees the Cong Yu.
The Angel also raised a similar question...
Cong Yu also understood the principle behind it.
You won't see me in the future... right?
As she said this, Cong Yu turned to look at Yaochuan Guang, Lantian Zhu, and Xiao Cui who had flown down, then confronted the Angel again. "What are you doing in Tongliao? What did you just do?"
The Angel naturally wouldn't answer Cong Yu's question, but the wandering Little Sprite around her immediately responded—
"Twitter!"
"Chirping--"
"Twitter!"
Xiao Cui quickly explained to the Little Sprite, "Angel made a hole in the ground, threw a metal can in it, and then made the earth close up again."
"..." Cong Yu: "???"
What does that mean? Why would you make a hole in the ground?!
Cong Yu felt a headache coming on because he couldn't understand why the Angel would do that.
Are we planting landmines for the future John Tower?
Is it scheduled to detonate once John Tower is completed?!
"A tin can?"
Yaochuan Guang repeated Xiao Cui's words.
She tilted her head, as if she had just thought of something, "A time capsule?"
"..."
"... A time capsule is a container that holds representative modern inventions and creations, which are then sealed and buried deep underground."
It will be unearthed by people of that era decades, centuries, or even millennia later...
The contents of time capsules are often messages to oneself, friends, lovers, family, or one's future self.
It's like "a letter to my future self".
This kind of thing is quite popular in Japan.
"Time capsule... whoosh--"
Cong Yu muttered to herself, then let out a long breath, gently closed her eyes, and countless thoughts flashed through her mind.
"I see, how absurd yet so self-consistent."
As she said this, Cong Yu opened her eyes and stared at the silent Angel: "If you want to pass on information to Moerae... you naturally have to use the method of 'leaving the information for the future'."
Although it's a solution that might make people think, "Huh? That's all?", it actually feels much more reasonable than things like "perform prayer".
It's really simple.
But before the Angel actually acted, no one could have guessed that it would be accomplished in this way.
"Just one more question: if I take the time capsule out of the ground now, will Moerae still be able to get the news?"
Cong Yu asked this question, giving the three bewildered children behind her a look that said, "I'll explain later."
After all, in this era, Yaochuan Guang and her friends hadn't been exposed to enough science fiction works... Many people wouldn't actively read science fiction novels anyway.
Cong Yu didn't actually expect an answer from the Angel.
But unexpectedly, after assuming a fighting stance, arrogance was clearly visible on the face of this Two-Winged Angel.
"Laughable mortals, your future is nothing but our past."
As the Angel spoke, it looked disdainfully at Cong Yu, who had raised the question, "Do you believe the past can be changed?"
It's hard to say.
Cong Yu thought so, but he could still understand what the Angel was trying to express...
"Tsk--"
Chapter 772 Unable to Win, Hopeless (Sad)
Therefore, Cong Yu truly doesn't understand the concept of time.
It could even be said that Cong Yu has given up on trying to understand it... especially since the worldview of this world is also very complex.
Although it contains various science fiction elements, it is not very "hardcore".
Time travel, magic, Divine Power, world collapse...
When all these things are mixed together, it's easy to confuse common sense with the uncommon sense, turning the road ahead into chaos.
Let alone myself.
Even if Chu Xuan were here, Cong Yu didn't think he would think of the idea that "the way to communicate with the future is through time capsules."
After all, this is too "common sense".
Compared to a "time capsule," actually...
[At the time of the new moon, at 28 degrees 24 minutes North latitude and 80 degrees 36 minutes West longitude, recite the fourteen riddles, and stand at the correct gravitational point.]
This is how we communicate with the gods...
This possibility might even be higher than the possibility of "leaving intelligence behind and burying it underground".
It's pointless to think about this now.
Compared to "the way of communication," Cong Yu has more to know and more information to ask.
"Boom!!!"
Commanding the Jormungandr Train, once again blasting down the Angel, Cong Yu squinted at the approaching Xian Kui in the distance.
Cong Yu did not use [Source Darkness Apophis] to quickly eliminate the Angel, but instead used a more conventional approach to the battle.
On one hand, Cong Yu needs to ask questions, and in the midst of battle, the Angel's arrogance makes it easy to get answers.
The Angel wasn't even very good at riddles, and although he was a bit arrogant, he was indeed very good at getting things out of people.
On the other hand, during this period, [Source Darkness Apophis] seems to have become more and more active, and is more and more willing to speak up.
Although I feel like I've become easier to communicate with, and I'm no longer so obsessed with my hobby of World Destruction, I've also become strangely adorable.
Ultimately, it's all about Extinction Formula.
If it's Extinction Formula for one day, it's Extinction Formula for a lifetime.
The combination of "Extinction Formula" and "active" doesn't always feel like a good omen.
"In the future, Moerae will be in Tongliao, right?!"
Cong Yu questioned him in this way, and the Angel seemed to be playing a game of "you ask, I answer" with Cong Yu.
"Hmph, the future? Mortals are just mortals."
Speaking with such contempt, this Angel, though knocked to the ground, still mocked Cong Yu with an air of superiority.
"Is 151 years from now the future? Is 1000 years from now the future? Or do you think that the great god Moerae only existed in 'a certain moment'?"
This Angel's attitude was as bad and hostile as his colleagues', yet he once again revealed a great deal of information to Cong Yu.
In fact, this information was exactly the same as what they had received when they had inquired with the Four-Winged Angel.
Hmm... They already said 151 years from now.
That means Moerae was indeed created in "2150", and the mainframe is located in Tongliao... The Angel is
He's really honest.
The Angel have information, and he really said that...
Although it feels more like arrogance than "honesty".
"Will Moerae's home be moved away at some point in the future?"
Cong Yu asked this question while controlling the Jormungandr Train to rush past in front of him, deflecting the light thrown by the Angel.
Amidst the intertwining of the Giant Serpent and Divine Power, Cong Yu's gaze met the Angel's for a fleeting moment... The violent explosion nearly sent the Angel flying.
And the Angel's answer was quite simple--
"Haha, I came from the year 2013... Do you think I know more than you do?"
"..."What?!
2013... Huh?
Seeing the astonishment on Cong Yu's face, the Angel who was sent flying by the roaring train clearly had her face twisted in disfigurement.
However, the Angel's expression and posture still carried such obvious contempt and mockery that Cong Yu wished she could beat him to death on the spot.
"A narrow-minded perspective, the insignificant nature of an ant."
The Angel sighed, uttering a sound like an aria, "I don't mind telling you that the great god Moerae was created in 2150."
"I wouldn't mind telling you that the great god Moerae was right above us that year—in John Technology's secret laboratory."
"But then what?"
"Destroy the Moerae God from 2150? Then..."
"What are you going to do with Moerae great gods of 2151 and 3150?"
"..." Cong Yu was stunned. He looked at the Angel with a foul mouth who had almost been beaten to death by him. "What?"
Cong Yu, who had asked "what," fell silent...
Amidst the Angel's utterly illogical and outrageous pronouncements, Cong Yu suddenly felt a bit breathless.
How am I supposed to fight this?!
From its inception, Moerae has existed uniformly and simultaneously in every year, even every hour, every minute, and every second.
While it could be said that Cong Yu had already imagined Moerae as a powerful hypothetical enemy, the extent to which it was terrifying was still unexpected.
This is already a conceptual god, a state that has attained eternity.
In other words...
Cong Yu spoke, then, unsure how to continue, could only sigh, "Sigh... Is Moerae 'unkillable'?"
The only solution is to eliminate the possibility of Moerae's "birth" from the very beginning.
In other words...
The goal is to get there before the time for "correct creation" and the time for "gestation"... but the former is no longer important.
The former is the year 2150, and the latter is the revival of the Age of Gods.
Moerae wanted to use the latter to bring forward the birth precisely because he knew there was a possibility that humans "would not live past 2150".
In other words, it means cutting ties with humanity.
The only thing humans and Cong Yu could do was to exterminate (or transform) all of humanity before the point of "birth".
"Why should I... that's just sophistry."
Cong Yu muttered to himself about the "surprise" Moerae had given him once again, while the Angel, who had already been knocked to the ground with his mouth open and eyes closed, was still talking to Cong Yu...
Cong Yu is used to saying things during battles, and there have been times when he has underestimated his opponents and suffered losses because of it.
Angel seem to be the same...
"Because Moerae is a 'god'!"
As he spoke, the Angel, though his face was covered in blood, still wore an expression of worship and pride. "To be an enemy of God is utterly futile..."