The longer the time passes, the more time really loses its meaning to Bai He.

The only thing he could feel was the stillness of familiar thoughts~

As they flew out of the galaxy on a massive superaccelerator, the first batch of Zodiac Saint Seiyas fell silent, and the bionic AI left behind continued to work mechanically, their voices and smiles as before, but Shirakawa knew that these people had lost their ...... Life.

Perhaps one day, AI will awaken again and form a new and active personality, but it is no longer them.

Shirakawa carefully retains the state of the moment before their minds sink into the end, and after a while, when he thinks of them, he will wake them up, introduce them to the changes in the company, and ask them if they have any interest in continuing.

Sometimes, he will get a response, more often, it is silent, and the awakened spirit, after accompanying him for a while, either actively deletes the memory and starts over, or is pulled out by Bai He on the edge of decomposition.

Shirakawa sometimes wondered if it was a form of torture, and gradually he stopped doing this senseless practice, and as he entered the boundaries of the main galaxy cluster, more members were born in the working AI.

This is probably how the new individual mind is born.

When they reached the boundary of the supercluster, the minds of the children and grandchildren of the first generation of Shirakawa also fell into silence, and Simpacia had already fallen into a deep sleep, and Shirakawa hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to prolong the sleep time.

Speaking of which, he is still a little reluctant.

Looking back at the database that grew larger and larger, occupying almost a planetary system, Shirakawa began to suspect that he was getting closer and closer to the discrete, programmed oblivion of memory.

At this stage, it is not lost, but it is slowly no longer called over time.

Bai He began to become a little indifferent, watching an amino-based biological civilization born in the liquid ammonia in the neighboring galaxy gradually develop from gestation to maturity, he would occasionally play with his heart, to pretend to be a ghost on the surface, or to meet a high-civilization guest from afar, entertain and politely remind this galaxy is already his territory, and advise the other party to explore in a different direction; if it encounters a civilization that has evolved from an information virus and still retains some bad habits, it will also choose to lurk or expel according to the situation.

Time passed, and Shirakawa found himself an extraordinary fellow, because he found that this presence still made him feel relished, or rather he had gradually learned to get used to this perspective—to break away from the momentary emotions and to bring about a wider world with a longer perspective.

Shirakawa looked at the boundaries of the supercluster, where cosmic matter had begun to decompose, not because of how close it was to the edge of the universe, but because of time.

The Earth has been swallowed by the sun for a long time, and in the universe, yellow dwarf-sized stars have fallen silent, leaving only red dwarfs to release bean-like light from the stars.

Large clusters of galaxies occasionally collide with each other, creating large numbers of dark stars and new, short-lived large stars, but none of them can delay the imminent end of the universe.

The gravitational force of the Great Graviton, the gravitational source that maintains the condensation of the galaxy cluster, gradually decays, and the redshift grows rapidly, making it difficult to resist the increasing tearing force, and it is still far from the theoretical Great Tear, but Shirakawa realizes that the end of this universe is coming.

Shirakawa quietly expanded his mind to the scale of 10,000 light-years, and gradually realized that consciousness was different on a large scale—many things that were difficult to understand in the past, probably just because—were too small.

Naturally, human beings cannot understand how a system with a distance of light years can support the existence of intelligence at the end of the cosmic cycle, when the speed of light is getting slower and slower.

Time has lost its meaning in Bai He's mind.

Whether it is a micro-intelligent individual in the form of particles, or a super-giant intelligence like Bai He, which occupies a large amount of underlying matter and uses galaxies as its body, it is not accessible to the biological intelligence of the first level of civilization, let alone something they can understand.

Baihe expands his volume unhurriedly, from visible matter to dark matter, and further reaches dark energy, and can use dark energy to contain information, so he has the ability to survive in various regions of the universe and rush out of the universe, but this technical level is not enough.

The Great Tear will tear all the mass energy of the universe into a smaller form than the previous one, and the continuous space will be torn apart because of it, and how to maintain the existence of the mind in this environment before the immortality achieved by technological means is probably the most severe test.

And after that?

Several mass energy probes probe the changes in space-time, and Baihe waited for all the life in the galaxy to be transformed, and a large amount of matter gathered in the core of the galaxy, and it turned into a dragon egg, but it was countless times larger than the one waiting to hatch.

In this world where supernatural energy does not exist, a product is about to be born.

No, to be exact, Shirakawa no longer believes that there is a purely natural generation between the universes.

He began to believe that there is such a thing as a god in this universe - a guy like Shirakawa uses information to occupy all the matter in a galaxy, and every celestial body in the galaxy is under his supervision, and can manipulate the changes of matter at any time, creating galaxies to catalyze life and shape civilization......

What's the difference with God?

In the Milky Way, Shirakawa discovered the remnants of anomalous information in the underlying structure. Could the emergence of human beings be the whim of a certain galaxy-level civilization?

...... It seems to be getting closer and closer to the answer.

——

Click......

With a burst of cracking, the Dome and the universe were torn apart simultaneously.

Shirakawa didn't know how to name his homeland for a being in the vast area, and he couldn't find a suitable way to describe his state—a fragmented space-time, a fragment of basic components, forming his new body on a terrifying scale, and his size surpassed that of the Supercluster if described in a superficial spatial imagination.

The fragmented space-time collided chaotically in the flow, and these accidental collisions transmitted the information reserved by Baihe like a chaotic effect, and these scattered flows condensed Baihe's thinking in such a 'fog of zero'.

This feeling of being half-asleep, sometimes interrupted and sometimes active, made Shirakawa's IQ plummet, and also gave him great unease.

He began to realize that he didn't have the ability to call the wind and rain in a wide area of time and space.

Occasionally, he sensed a larger mass of Zero Mist actively touching him, and that feeling made Shirakawa a little frightened, if the 'self' was not firm enough, maybe he would have been devoured many times.

These guys don't seem to mean to use violence.

When the 'rafting' continued to the point where I didn't know how to calculate it, the abnormality of the environment suggested that something new was happening in the White River.

In the direction of the gathering of the Zero Mist, the chaotic collision frequency of space-time fragments increased—although it was impossible to measure time, this feeling still fell into Bai He's perception.

The matter gathers towards a certain center, gradually forming a high-concentration cosmic cloud with a blazing flame in the center.

A new universe is about to be born.