Chapter 908: Simulated Universe·Unknowable Realm (14)

""Correct, a solitary wave unaffected by any disturbance—if we can find its point of origin and take it as the origin, we can establish a model describing the trajectory of the universe's motion.""

"Patieweiya and the scholar researching multidimensional space finally reached a conclusion: this model will solve the fourth cosmic problem on the Future Academia Congress—whether the universe's future is deterministic or chaotic."

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"The Funeral of Frieren."

"No wonder even Lady Black Tower praises Patieweiya's talent—she isn't a genius, yet she can solve this cosmic problem to this extent..."

"Filien sincerely admires this lady; compared to the Genius Club that walks among the stars, people like her who never give up and stubbornly trek across the earth feel much more relatable."

""So, Scholar Patieweiya, are you trying to find the source of this solitary wave? If you really manage it, shouldn't the solitary wave algorithm be solved by you?" Xiutaerke full of confidence drew the conclusion: "... Therefore, it can be inferred that this lady definitely has not found the source of this solitary wave!"

"It's also possible that this solitary wave is merely the surface layer of the solitary wave algorithm." Frieren spread her hands; a spell of blue magical fire flashed in her palm. "... Just like magic, sometimes even if you witness profound magic firsthand, from deciphering the spell to full analysis and application... it can take countless people decades of time. Although I don't understand their academic issues, I guess studying the solitary wave is the same—even if you find its source, it's only giving research a head start."

"From the sect wars to the time Lady Black Tower successfully solved it, how many amber epochs have passed? And how many have the Learned Society been stumped by?" Frieren shook her head. "... It certainly won't be that simple. But compared to later solving the solitary wave algorithm, I'm actually more curious about where exactly the source of that solitary wave lies. I suspect there's a high chance it's related to the Star Gods."

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""Look, this is what I mean by 'luck'." Heita gazed thoughtfully at Patieweiya; although the Learned Society's compromise is imminent, they remain two destitute scholars stranded in Ismael."

"Before the book-page-shaped library, the scholars clung to each other, singing in unison. From a high place, looking up, they resembled a swarm of ants that would shake the dikes that had stood for hundreds of amber epochs."

""Inspiration works like that—just need some ripples, and it can surface. That's why it also disappears easily..."

"Xing couldn't help but admire: 'Just hearing it, you can tell this person has a story.'"

""When I wrote the final line of the Black Tower Sequence, I once briefly saw another world. It was so simple that even the feeling of audience with the Venerable Learned couldn't compare to that elegance. But..." The genius gazed down at the scholars coming and going, his gaze fixed on the distance—"

"A collapsed laboratory, a ruin lingering in her memory, symbolizing failure and disgrace."

""Another accident?" Xing followed Heita's gaze outward; at the end of his sight lay only the collapsed ruins, nothing else."

"Heita nodded: 'The explosion came from the particles inside the laboratory. They switched rapidly between two states, releasing energy—simply put, this utterly ordinary particle, with no warning, turned into a bomb.'"

""When I woke from the ruins, the vision I saw in a flash of inspiration had vanished without a trace."

"Xing rarely saw anger in Heita's gaze."

""I found a rope leading out of the knowledge circle, but it was cut." Heita snorted coldly, raising his chin arrogantly: "But it can't hold me—genius can never be trapped forever in a circle."

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"Marvel Universe"

""I swear, this is definitely not 'luck'." Tony sank deep into the crimson velvet sofa, his legs flung awkwardly onto the edge of the coffee table, swirling a glass full of whiskey, "If this happened to me, I'd investigate no matter what. When ordinary particles turn into explosives, we must suspect someone is targeting you, trying to stop the experiment—even to the point of killing."

""What kind of person could pull this off?" Doctor Banna frowned, "... Ordinary particles suddenly change properties, undergoing a high‑heat reaction. Honestly, aside from the Reality Stone, I can't think of any force that could accomplish this shift in an instant."

"But given their understanding of the cosmic forces and destiny powers, the possibility of it being the Reality Stone is vanishingly small."

""Could it be the Aha of Joy?" Tony pondered, willing to act against mortals—aside from Aha, there seemed to be no other Star Gods."

""Impossible." Sitelanqi lifted his head, "Someone as conscientious as Lady Black Tower would be the most boring person in Aha's eyes. I believe whoever moved against her is closely tied to a few factions of the Knowledge."

""Opposed to Knowledge?"

""Probably." Sitelanqi's gaze darkened, "If it were just an ordinary person, even if they wanted to stop Lady Black Tower, they likely couldn't even recognize the 'rope leading out of the knowledge circle' in her hand. Being able to precisely block her breakthrough in knowledge‑circle research shows the perpetrator themselves has achieved great heights in research."

""That person must have gone extremely far in the field of Knowledge, yet spares no effort to prevent humanity from stepping out of the knowledge circle, forever trapped in the existing cage of knowledge... truly contradictory."

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"The scholars' singing grew louder, it brushed over the wounded, drifted past Ismael's filtration layer, and flew on toward many amber epochs hence."

""Let the self‑important masters write their own odes! Let them fence themselves off in the name of their schools. We are incapable mediocrities, but the wisdom of the mediocre is broader than that of the sages!"

"The musician Saimai composed the mediocrities' anthem during the protest, providing inspiration for the singing scholars."

""When the protest ends, the fruits of their effort will be brewed into wine. When wisdom is no longer restrained and knowledge loses its value, then truth will retreat into dust and smoke, and the gates of the Hall of the Commoners will open to every seeker of knowledge.""