Chapter 509: with translation of chapter title

Dragon Clan.

"Philosophical fetus……unbelievable."

Angre closed his notebook, gazing up at the infant-like "baby" on the sky canopy, his eyes tightly shut, his whole body maintaining a curled posture, as if soaking in amniotic fluid, awaiting the day of birth.

Before him lay a laptop, currently hosting a remote meeting with the Equipment Department.

"Principal, I have a premonition that if we let this guy develop fully, the consequences could be quite bad," said an Asian-faced student.

"Can you cut the nonsense? Anyone can see this thing is bad, more dangerous than a Dragon King's embryo—and to me it looks like a juvenile Star God," Angre frowned.

"Principal, simply put, Dominix, as one of Hippe's myriad manifestations, can be said to be part of the Star God itself. Its current form is a fetus woven from the power of Harmony and Order, using the Resonant Poetry Class as a matrix; in terms of power, it's probably not beneath an Envoy," said another man who looked like a suit-clad lunatic wearing glasses.

"What if we let him fully hatch?"

"That would probably usher in a new Star God in the universe; maybe our Earth will be fortunate enough to be affected by a greater scope of the 'Taiyi Dream'……and it would be the kind that never wakes up," said a man whose expression showed a hint of anticipation.

—

"Dead Star God, I pay my respects."

"Xingqiri's voice emanated from the fetus, each syllable as solemn as a church bell, yet even older than the bell's toll. He seemed to begin counting as if reciting some kind of creation edict, starting from the first day."

"First day, granted truth; second day, granted calendar; third day, granted language; fourth day, granted value……"

"As a massive magic array unfolded behind Xingqiri, the train crew gradually realized things were amiss, launching relentless attacks at Xingqiri, yet all this seemed unable to stop the philosophical fetus from hatching; he gradually unfurled from his curled embrace, arms raised high in an extremely devout posture, as if welcoming some great arrival."

"By this seven-day oath, I command you to heed the order——"

"Faced with Xingqiri's completely passive defense, March 7 also couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat: 'This commotion, something big is coming!'"

"Fifth day, granted rules; sixth day, granted meaning……and as he approached the seventh day, two streams of golden tears slid down his porcelain-white cheeks, like molten gold."

"It's not that you created all things; rather, humans created you!"

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The Valkyrie of the Apocalypse.

"Are humans the ones who made……god?"

"Xingqiri's words were like a thunderclap, echoing in the hushed lounge where a pin drop could be heard; each syllable felt like an invisible sledgehammer, slamming hard into the gods' heads."

"The lounge was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, with only a deathlike silence pervading."

Until——

Crack.

The golden cup in Zeus's hand, meticulously crafted by Hephaestus and never to overflow, suffered its first tiny crack due to an unconscious loss of control in his grip. Zeus, Odin, and Hades……all had furrowed brows and solemn expressions. Xingqiri's earth-shattering remarks amounted to touching the very foundation of the gods' existence.

"Ha, haha……Are humans the ones who made god? Xingqiri……hahaha……"

Shiva covered his belly, his laughter finally spilling out in fits and starts from his mouth, but he embarrassedly noticed that the other gods did not join him; instead, they all wore the expression of looking at a fool.

Thus he sensibly withdrew his smile.

Given their strength, they had no grounds to mock Xingqiri; he has now become a philosophical fetus, and they even suspect this might be a juvenile Star God—if his hatching succeeds, he will resemble a god more than each of the 'gods' present……

The credibility of his words is beyond doubt.

"Is it funny?" Shakyamuni licked his lollipop, retorting in an indifferent tone.

"Everyone here is a god; whether Xingqiri's words are funny or not is clear to all of us in our hearts." Shiva spread his hands, meanwhile glancing at Zeus seated in the main seat.

They are born to wield laws, receive worship from billions of beings, and since the primordial era have considered themselves the world's 'source'; facing for the first time this kind of possibility they never imagined, which could be called blasphemous, he, as the chief god of the Curry Nation, naturally wanted to reflexively rebut.

However, Shakyamuni held a completely different view on this.

Humans made god?

In his view, this viewpoint is not wrong.

Without humans, he could not comprehend worldly suffering, gain insight, and ultimately attain Buddhahood under the Bodhi tree. In other words, without humans, he would merely be a mortal of flesh and blood, living an ordinary yet mundane life.

"Hey! Stop arguing! Quick, look up at the sky!"

Susanoo's face changed dramatically; he exclaimed, raising one hand to point at the sky, while the other already began to instinctively reach for the Ama-no-Murakumo sword, preparing a defensive stance.

"It seems something……is about to emerge!"

—

"——By your body, lay the foundation for our paradise! Taiyi, heed the summons and return!"

A massive hand slowly emerged from the void, pallid like a marble sculpture; its fingertip lightly pressed down, touching the index finger extended by the philosophical fetus, reminiscent of the classic composition of God and Adam in Michelangelo's *Creation*.

And at the moment the index fingers touched——

It was as if a singularity ignited, light instantly engulfing everything.

March 7 didn't even have time to gasp; she could only desperately shut her eyes, the destructive light making her feel like a grain of ice tossed into a boiling ocean, rapidly dissolving in the endless 'Sea of Light'. She seemed to hear many sounds……the shattering of golden shields, Zhigengniao's song, Mr. Walter's voice——but these were dissolved in the light, along with her own consciousness……

However, at the very edge of her dissipating consciousness, two firm sensations came from her left and right hands, like the last anchor cast down in a storm.

"It was Star and Dan Heng!"

Their hands gripped her tightly; the force was so great it hurt her a bit, yet this irreplaceable sense of 'we are still together, fighting side by side' stubbornly tugged at her consciousness, firmly anchoring her in 'this moment'.

No one knows how long passed; when the blinding, searing light finally faded, March 7 at last opened her eyes.

The anticipated scene of destruction did not appear.

The air was filled with warm golden light particles, soft and warm, drifting from all directions and converging into a golden shield that covered each of their bodies.

They might shatter or vanish……yet time and again they reassemble and coalesce, protecting the train crew at critical moments.

Awakened from the Taiyi Dream……countless Free Will, they were guided by pioneering, returned to clarity, they witnessed our battle, chose to stand with us, protect us, and move forward in the light.

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Concave-Convex World

Pain

This was the first sensation Lei Shi felt after regaining consciousness: every inch of skin, every muscle, every bone screamed in protest. He tried to open his eyes, but his right eye was stuck shut by dried blood.

He lay in a twisted metallic space——likely a fragment of the Antelope Horn's wreckage, the air thick with the smell of burning. Lei Shi struggled to raise his body, a sharp pain shooting from his left ribs, possibly indicating several broken ribs.

"Kamier..."

"No response, only the creaking of metal and the sparking and bursting sounds from some short-circuited wires."

"Leishi forced himself to stand, moving step by step while holding onto the wall. The interior of the Antelope Horn was utterly ruined—corridors twisted and deformed, the ceiling collapsed, and debris from various equipment littered the floor."

"\"Kamier... Peili... \" Leishi raised his voice, but then coughed from the strain on his injuries."

"A faint knocking sound came from ahead. Leishi felt energized—the sound came from a deformed hatch beyond. He braced his shoulder against the door and pushed with all his strength. The hinge groaned in a harsh metal scrape as it slowly opened a gap."

"\"Boss... is that you? \" Paluos's weak voice came from inside."

"Leishi squeezed into the cabin and saw Paluos leaning against a pile of overturned supply crates, blood flowing from half his head—he looked badly injured."

"\"What about the others? \""

"Paluos shook his head with difficulty: \"I don't know... that explosion just now... I couldn't see or hear anything... It seems Kamier was thrown out, and Peili is outside too. \""

"Explosion... explosion..."

"Only then did Leishi belatedly recall the violent impact that had just come from the Canopy."

"His fuzzy consciousness only remembered the fetus of philosophy extending a finger, touching the great hand that came from the void like a divine palm; in that instant, their fingertips burst with blinding white light, and then—"

"He could see nothing, hear nothing. In the haze he could only feel the Antelope Horn making an emergency landing in a jolt; the aftermath was fuzzy for Leishi, and when the piloting system lost control he tried to use Prime Energy to steady the ship—but in that blinding light and explosion, the Antelope Horn was like a tiny boat in a storm, and not sinking was already fortunate."

"The free will within the Canopy could protect the train crew, but it could not protect those outside the Canopy."

"\"Damn it, Peili actually managed to bring the Antelope Horn closer to the Canopy to have a look at that divine hand... If we got any closer, the pirate gang would probably be wiped out on the spot. \""

"——"

"\"An oath to the yearning for order——\""

"\"Even such an explosion still couldn't hurt the train crew; seeing that this move didn't work, Xingqiri decided to try the same trick again. \""

"\"However, as more and more people awaken from the Taiyi Dream, his strength has been dwindling; even if he regroups, he may not truly be able to harm them. \""

"\"Enough… our promised paradise isn't limited to order alone! True happiness should be all things that still stand firm in the face of the void—that's what it truly means to live. \""

"\"Seeing his brother still intending to fight, Zhigengniao relentlessly urged him to stop. \""

"\"Brother, human weakness is not something others can redeem. \""

"\"However, this time Xingqiri didn't respond to him, merely continuing to try to summon the Star God to trigger an explosion—but this time the star wouldn't give him another chance, and the train, under her guidance, slammed straight on again with a deafening 'Bang!'; finally powerless, he collapsed with a thunderous 'Boom—' on the opera house stage. \""