Lin Ye stood at the center of the tremors, the thirty million stars on his cloak flashing steadily.
The conversion began.
In the first second of the Definition System conversion, Lin Ye felt a fissure tear through his very existence.
It was not physical pain, but a tearing at the level of "definition"—one star on his cloak shook violently as that memory was extracted, injected through his body into the Web of Definitions, and became a brand-new strand of definition.
That star dimmed for an instant, then lit up again—not restored to how it had been, but "redefined" by that new definition. It was no longer merely a vessel for memories, but part of the Definition System.
In the first second, one definition conversion was completed.
In the second, ten.
In the third, a hundred.
In the fourth, a thousand.
In the fifth, ten thousand.
Every second, tens of thousands of definitions passed through Lin Ye's body and were injected into the system. Every definition came from one of the 370 million civilizations—they were creating entirely new definitions that had never existed before.
The Chromaglass Civilization created the first definition—"Beauty of Sharing." A brand-new definition of color, describing the beauty produced when colors were shared. When this definition entered the system through Lin Ye, his right arm turned transparent for an instant—not because he was injured, but because the concept of "sharing" had temporarily replaced his existence.
Harmonic Leaptone sensed everything through the Resonance Network. Her eyes welled up, but her hands did not tremble. She began playing a new melody—not for Lin Ye, but for the definitions being created. Every note was a new definition, every passage a civilization creating.
The first definition: "Beauty of Sharing"—the Chromaglass Civilization.
The second definition: "Silent Melody"—Harmonic Leaptone. She created a definition with