Civilizations gained much as they grew. As they became stronger and their vision reached far enough, it seemed that their collective minds and souls underwent a transformation, one that led them to abandon certain long-held prejudices, stubborn convictions, and obsessive ideas.
At least, that was what Hu 181 believed. Within his civilization, his name was Yinagu Fei, but he saw little difference between being addressed by his name or his work designation. He only needed to know that someone was indeed calling him.
The Regional Administrator opened his search interface. As the administrator of this region of space, with five hundred thousand years of development behind him, he easily located the newly advanced civilization.
"Oh, that little fellow..."
Hu 181 asked, "You know him?"
"Yes. He came running out of my ancestral graveyard. I never expected him to develop a civilization this far all on his own. What a tremendous surprise." The Regional Administrator marveled, then said, "Let's go. He's in serious trouble."
Luo Qi was in serious trouble. When he had first heard that space itself could fail, he had been skeptical, but in the very next moment, space truly did fail.
Just as he was about to return from the endless darkness, where he could sense no information whatsoever, hundreds of millions of black anomalies effortlessly slipped through his microcosm's spatial barrier and trapped him in the boundless dark!
The pull of the conventional universe vanished!
Like a fish leaping out of the water and inadvertently entering a weightless region, Luo Qi had become rootless duckweed.
"I've lost my ability to sense the universe! Am I surrounded? What are these things?!" Luo Qi was stunned. His intuition told him that he was about to die.
But he felt neither panic nor fear. He merely began to doubt