Chapter 2073: Chapter 608: Pluralities and Uniqueness (Part 2)
âMultiples are ubiquitous, worthless, and meaningless.â
âThere is only one type of creature; they have found certain paths and moved forward resolutely, eventually undergoing a metamorphosis of life, evolving from multiples to âuniques.â
âAnd those roads leading to uniqueness are the âPaths of Transcendence,â also called the âPaths of Ascension.â
âThe God of Luck has already found the path to transcendence. He left the Mirror Universe with Isabelle and went to the Original Universe, practicing his path of transcendence.â
âAnd I too have seen the dawn of the path of transcendence and am moving toward my own âuniqueness.â
âIn the future, a calamity more terrifying than Isabelleâs full effort will arrive, and only by becoming unique can one ultimately escape and transcendâŠâ
Matthew pondered:
âHow strong must one be to achieve transcendence and become unique?â
Unexpectedly.
Turing shook his head:
âBecoming unique doesnât require much strength, only a specific opportunity.â
âSometimes, even a very weak life, if it is fortunate enough, can become unique.â
âUniqueness is not a measure of strength; it is more like a special Power of Domain or a peculiar prefix, a strange labelâŠâ
âIt exists only for a very few beings, attaching to them, making them extraordinary, transcendentâŠâ
âOnce you have uniqueness, you cannot be replicated or replaced; thatâs the meaning of transcendence.â
Matthew showed a puzzled expression.
Turing continued to explain:
âIn fact, among the people you know, there is a weak but unique existence.â
âRemember that fairy called âLittle Streamâ?â
âHer soul is uniquely pure, the cleanest in the entire Universe.â
âTherefore, she was born unique.â
âShe is the purest fairy; if no external force interrupts, she will become the new fairy queen.â
âOf course, you know what happened next; the God of Luck discovered her and took her in early, cultivating her into his followerâŠâ
âBut even so, it cannot change Little Streamâs unique attribute.â
âShe is lucky, special, born to transcend.â
âBut most creatures arenât so fortunate; they can only strive to chase after that fleeting opportunity before the impending calamityâŠâ
Little Stream has such heaven-defying attributes?
Matthew already believed most of it.
Every time he met Little Stream, he felt a very special sensation.
The otherâs soul was exceptionally clear and pure, with a natural beauty.
So this was the reason.
However, Matthew also vaguely felt that Turing wouldnât tell him these secrets for no reason.
The other must have ulterior motives.
Sure enough.
Turing changed tone:
âAnd the simplest way to become unique is to meet a few already transcended existences.â
âYouâre lucky to have already formed relationships with quite a few unique beings.â
âBut the person Iâm about to introduce to you, even among several uniques, is an extremely special existenceâŠâ
Matthew interrupted him with a hand gesture.
He looked intently at Turing:
âWhy are you introducing me to unique existences?â
Turing smiled and said:
âAt someoneâs request.â
Matthew responded without hesitation:
âEdmond?â
Turing nodded:
âOriginally, there was nothing to hide.â
âWithout his deliberate matchmaking, you wouldnât have had the chance to meet such a unique existence.â
Matthewâs expression remained unchanged, as if he was pondering and mulling over something.
Turing reminded:
âYouâve offended Yurkus, and Isabelle has already left. If you donât meet a real prominent figure, the days ahead may not be easy.â
âDonât waste Edmondâs effort; heâs the greatest broker Iâve ever seen, but even he had to pay a lot to get a recommendation for the person Iâm about to introduceâŠâ
Matthew remained unmoved:
âDonât say his name yet, give me some clues; I want to know who he is.â
He wasnât trying to play guessing games with Turing.
Rather, with such a powerful existence that Turing compared to Yurkus, easily mentioning the otherâs name might bring about some unnecessary trouble.
Since itâs a recommendation.
That means Matthew has the possibility of refusalâ
Provided itâs before Turing says that name.
Turing said unhappily:
âAre you worried Edmond will harm you?â
âHe did put in quite some effortâŠâ
Matthew suddenly spoke out:
âYou donât need to say anything.â
âI already know who he isâŠâ
âI choose to reâŠâ
Before the word reject was uttered.
Turingâs expression suddenly turned fierce and ruthless:
âDo you think you can reject me?â
âThis is the Arcane Wilderness, my domain!â
âKid, since youâre ungrateful, donât blame me for being rough!â
âGet down!â
With that.
The surrounding space began to collapse.
Matthew instinctively wanted to resist, but found a powerful attraction locking him tightly!
That was the power of plane laws!
âTuring⊠has indeed completely mastered the Arcane WildernessâŠâ
This thought had just emerged.
Matthew had already arrived in another space.
His ears still heard Turing cursing:
âIâve already taken Edmondâs benefit fee; thereâs no way to return itâŠâ
Matthew smiled wryly.
In that instant, he actually had the ability to escape, but out of curiosity and other factors, he ultimately decided to come and see.
He surveyed his surroundings.
Then took several deep breaths in successionâ
All he saw were massive and mottled shadows.
Some shadows contained writhing giants, towering and awe-inspiring like walking volcanoes.
Between the mountains formed by shadows.
A huge arch bridge extended from the other side of the mountain to Matthewâs front.
Matthew glanced back.
The space behind him was still colorful.
But as he walked toward the arch bridge.
The colors gradually became singular, leaving only endless black and white, ultimately forming a desolate black.
Insight told him.
The material space ahead was unstable, ready to collapse at any moment.
Considerable elements were constantly flowing away, heading into the mottled volcanic shadows.
Just then.
Matthew noticed countless black entities gathered under the arch bridge.
Those entities had strange shapes, with human-like faces and uneven limbs or tails.
These pseudo-creatures scrambled towards the upper part of the arch bridge.
But a powerful force below firmly locked them under the bridge.
Matthew watched them fighting each other, struggling desperately, yet never overcoming that terrifying falling force, ultimately perishing in the endless greyish patches.
An immense sadness welled up in his heart.
In the next moment.
A gentle voice sounded in his ear:
âStop.â
âKeep going, and you will become like them.â
Matthew suddenly awoke.
He looked down, cold sweat pouringâ
Before he knew it, he had already reached the edge of the arch bridge, not far from the grey patches below.
âDo not gaze.â
âGaze means proximity.â
âDo not empathize.â
âEverything in this world has its destiny, and you need not be sentimental.â
The gentle voice continued to come from the bridge.
Matthew steadied himself.
He looked up, waiting for the owner of the voice to come from the other side of the bridge.
He also found.
From start to finish, there was only the voice from the bridge, with silence all around; even the struggle of the âghostsâ below produced no sound.
âVery quiet, isnât it?â
âFor you humans, noise has become a habit. But for many beings from other places, sound is indeed a precious trace.â
The voice grew closer.
Matthew couldnât help but stand on tiptoe.
Until a very small figure appeared at the head of the arch bridge.
Matthew was somewhat surprised.
The figure was only palm-sized, resembling the âQeyun Alingâ he had seen before, merely a nondescript Space Essence.
The Space Essence blinked with azure blue eyes, speaking calmly and gently:
âYou should know my name.â
Matthew lowered his head slightly:
âOf course.â
âThe name âCaptainâ is well-known.â
âŠ
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