An illusory roar suddenly came, and the screen in front of him fell into pitch black, and in the next second, Zhou Ming felt that all the sounds were far away from him - the fan of the computer host quieted down, and the hum of the refrigerator not far away gradually subsided, and the whole room fell into a strange dead silence, and the atmosphere around him ...... is changing.

And all this happened after he typed the words "inverse singularity" into the search box.

He blinked, pushed his chair back, and stood up from his computer desk.

The chair slid back silently, and he didn't make a sound when he got up, and a pen on the side of the table was knocked and dropped to the ground, and there was silence as it landed.

In these few short seconds, Zhou Ming once thought that he had lost his hearing.

Only then did he confirm that the problem was his surroundings – the room was getting dark.

The lights were gone, everything in the room was gradually covered with a chaotic shadow, everything was losing color in the darker and darker environment, the curtains with patterns first became a gray patch, then his table, chair and bed, and the objects in his eyes turned gray one after another, and then gradually swallowed up by the heavy rising darkness......

It was as if the various units of a huge system were shutting down one by one, and the "room" in Zhou Ming's eyes turned into a chaotic and obscure space in a dozen seconds, and when the surrounding walls also disappeared, the real darkness filled his vision.

Zhou Ming stood in place, raising his eyes and looking around, in this sudden darkness, he felt an inexplicable ...... Familiarity, and a strange sense of security.

After a while, his "vision" seemed to adjust to the dim environment, and in the depths of the chaos, some faint outlines caught his attention.

Zhou Ming hesitated for a moment, then thought of something from the position and distance of those silhouettes, and immediately walked towards them.

In the depths of the dark chaos, something came into his eyes—lifelike "models" floating at what should have been the end of the room.

Lost Country, White Oak, Purand, Frost......

There is also the "World Tree" that is slowly spinning in mid-air, Silandis.

They float in this dark and endless space, as if everything has been extinguished, and they seem to be the only objects left in this "world".

Zhou Ming stared blankly at these "collectibles" floating around him, thoughts surging in his mind, and countless questions and conjectures came to mind.

Why? What does this mean? What is this conveying to yourself?

Like a floating potted plant, Sirantis swirled in the dark, as if inadvertently floating in front of her, some of her branches slowly opened in the void, as if she was perceiving the surrounding environment, and it seemed to be just growing unconsciously, Zhou Ming looked at this small "World Tree", hesitated, and stretched out his finger towards her.

The moment he stretched out his hand, he noticed that his body had changed at some point—starlight had replaced flesh and blood, dense rivers and bright nebulae filled his body like a mist of mist, and the stars froze in his body as if they were ...... The phantom of the ancient starry sky on the dome of the deep sea.

But there seems to be a difference between the two.

Zhou Ming looked at his arm in surprise, but before he could think more, his fingers had already touched a branch that extended from the World Tree.

In an instant, information so large that it could not be understood by human intelligence poured into his "mind", and in the storm of information fragments, he only felt as if he had traveled through endless long years and endless long journeys in the blink of an eye—primitive gods, primordial beings, giant trees, forests, rivers, mountains, civilizations, memories......

Zhou Mingmeng then took half a step back, and the stormy information suddenly receded, and he opened his eyes in the darkness to see that Syllandis was still spinning freely in place, and the branches extending from the edge of the canopy occasionally whipped the white oak, occasionally whipped the Plant, and occasionally whipped the frost......

Zhou Ming was stunned for a few seconds before coming back to his senses, he looked at the scene in front of him, and muttered in a somewhat strange tone: "Sirantis, don't bully your roommate." ”

Then he looked up and looked back at the boundless darkness in front of him.

Before the "room" disappears, it should be the wall where the shelves are, the end of his bachelor's apartment, the barrier that traps him here—the shell of the "cocoon".

But now the whole room is gone, and the darkness here seems to be endless.

Zhou Ming hesitated for a moment, slowly got up and walked towards the darkness, raising his hand to grope in the darkness ahead—he walked cautiously, as if he was afraid that he would crash into the wall of his memory.

Fortunately, he walked cautiously.

For almost instantly, he was confronted by an invisible barrier—something hard and cold in the darkness in front of him, and he felt his arm hit the barrier, and then he pushed it harder, and found that the barrier did not move.

The room was gone, but the shell of the "cocoon" remained, and he still couldn't get out of it - the seemingly endless darkness was only part of the hard shell.

Zhou Ming stopped in front of the invisible shell, and after a few futile beatings, he gave up and turned to look at the place where he had come.

All the furnishings in the room were gone, including the computer, except for one door, which stood silently in the dark depths, the only "exit" out of the space.

"Can anyone explain?" After being silent for an unknown amount of time, Zhou Ming suddenly spoke, he asked in the dark, although he knew that this kind of "self-talking" might be a bit silly, he still said very seriously, "Is this some kind of 'answer'?" ”

There was no one in the darkness who responded to his voice.

After a while, he spoke again: "Is this an explanation of the key word 'inverse singularity'?" Or is it just some kind of 'demonstration' of unknown meaning to help me understand who I am or what I can do? ”

The darkness was still silent.

"Can anyone elaborate on what you're sending a 0.002-second slice of the universe along the timeline for? Where do I find my manual? ”

"Don't you have an after-sales service? It's all developed to a civilization at the end of time, and there's not even a user guide left? Feed? Hey—"

"Is there anyone here?"

There was no one, he was the only one in the darkness.

In the long void after the homeland universe was torn apart by the great annihilation, the only remaining and only mind is still running in this hard and black "cocoon", and the only difference from the long years is that this mind realizes for the first time that the nothingness around "itself" is so vast.

I don't know how long time passed, and Zhou Ming felt that he might even stand meaninglessly in this darkness for a whole century before finally sighing softly.

"Nothing ...... here"

He muttered, a little self-deprecating, and then sat down in the darkness, ready to rest—though his star-filled, uncanny body didn't seem to feel tired.

And at this moment, when he was just about to sit down, Zhou Ming suddenly caught a glimpse of something in the corner of his eye—he saw a very thin and thin "bright edge" that would almost be ignored by the naked eye suddenly floated past the edge of his field of vision and flashed in the darkness.

His eyes widened slightly.

That's a thin line.

In the next second, he had grasped the thin thread without hesitation, and the slight condensation in his hand told him that the thread was real...... Not a delusion!

Zhou Ming instantly raised his hand, put the thin thread in front of his eyes and observed it carefully, and then after a while, he began to try to find the source of the thread.

The thread comes from the outside of the "cocoon" outside of that invisible barrier......

Zhou Ming slowly stood up, holding the thin line tightly in his hand, and he saw that the line that was imperceptible to the naked eye seemed to pass through the "invisible barrier" that he could not break through without hindrance, floating lightly in the endless darkness outside, and the other end of the line disappeared into the depths of nothingness, unable to see where it led or what it connected.

Zhou Ming pulled the thin line to this side a few times, only to feel that the line seemed to never end, and the slight resistance that always came from the opposite side made him dare not continue to exert force, for fear of breaking the only "connection" with the outside world.

After a few more moments, after some hesitation and thought, he finally made up his mind, slowly raised his finger, summoned a small cloud of dark green flames, and carefully approached the flame to the silk thread.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the small flame seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and all of it sank into the depths of the silk thread.

Then, his connection with the flames was severed.

Zhou Ming blinked, this unprecedented situation made him a little stunned for a while.

His connection with the flames was broken! Completely, completely, and without a residue of interruption!

And before today, even if it was a layer of dimension like the deep sea, his connection with the flames had not been completely broken!

Is it the problem with this thread? Or is it because of that invisible barrier?

Zhou Ming couldn't help but think in his mind, but he only thought for a few seconds before he suddenly felt empty in his hand - the thin line disappeared.

Then, before he could react, a low humming sound sounded from all directions, and immediately after, all the light and color suddenly returned to his eyes—as if the units of the system that had been temporarily shut down were back online, accompanied by dazzling light and shadow, the walls, windows, roof, floor, and all the furnishings of the room were suddenly recreated!

Zhou Ming was a little confused by this sudden change, he subconsciously took two steps back, and held the lattice of the shelf next to him with his hand - the branch of Silandis hung down and rubbed against his arm.

"Don't you give any reminders...... It's my 'home' ......."

Zhou Ming couldn't help muttering, shaking his head while looking around to confirm the changes in the room, and then he seemed to feel something, and suddenly looked up not far away.

Almost as soon as he looked up, a voice rang out, echoing through the quiet bachelor apartment—

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Someone is knocking on the door.

(End of chapter)