Chapter 554

One day later.

Jie Ming stood in front of the newly completed altar and raised his hand to wipe away sweat that didn't exist on his forehead.

Calling it an altar, it was actually more like a huge metal ring array.

Over ten thousand rune nodes were densely embedded in the ground, with a fist-sized crystal core floating in the center—that was the external port for the Fate System.

"It's finished."

The group of Level 6 logistics wizards behind him breathed a sigh of relief.

They hadn't closed their eyes for a day and a night, coordinating with Jie Ming's rhythm at high intensity, but fortunately, they had finally finished it.

"Lord Jie Ming, can this altar really let everyone share computational power?" the leading female wizard couldn't help but ask.

Jie Ming nodded: "Not only that, but the computational power of wizards within the range can also be amplified. How much you can call upon depends on your own spiritual endurance limit."

He paused and added: "But don't count on this to make you invincible. This is just an aid; real combat still depends on yourselves." The several wizards nodded.

In the distance, other wizards had already begun probing.

Beams of light rose from within the red area, passing through the crack and entering the Information Plane.

This time, with the protection of the altar array, even if they were intruded upon, the connection could be cut off immediately, increasing safety significantly.

But Jie Ming did not move.

He just stood there, staring at the crack in the sky, his gaze deep.

"My lord, are we not sending more people?" the Black Giant priest beside him asked in a low voice.

"No more."

Jie Ming shook his head: "The intelligence obtained by using you to probe is ultimately incomplete."

He took a deep breath and made up his mind.

"This time, I will go myself."

The Black Giant priest was stunned, then showed concern: "My lord, this..."

"Don't worry." Jie Ming waved his hand, "The Fate System can even withstand their intrusion; I won't die from just taking a stroll inside."

He said no more, his figure flashed, and he flew directly toward the crack.

The crack grew closer and closer.

Jie Ming could feel that layer of plane barrier right before his eyes.

Unlike the thick, obstructive feeling of other planes, the barrier of the Information Plane was as thin as a light screen; one didn't even need to use force, as a light touch was enough to pass through.

The next instant, his entire body was submerged in pure white.

That feeling was hard to describe.

It was like falling into a boundless sea of light; there was no up, no down, no left, no right, and even the sense of "self" existence was being diluted. All around was soft white light, surging from all directions and wrapping around his body.

Jie Ming hovered in the sea of light, closed his eyes to feel it for a few seconds, then opened them.

"Eye of Omnipotence."

His pupils instantly turned pale gold, and countless fine runes swirled in the depths of his eyes.

Under normal circumstances, the Eye of Omnipotence consumed a massive amount of spiritual power and computational power; even if Jie Ming were a Level 5 wizard, he couldn't hold it for long, and the range he could detect was quite small.

But now...

Golden light flickered between his brows, and the Fate System operated at full capacity.

A massive amount of computational power surged into the Eye of Omnipotence, instantly diluting the originally terrifying consumption to a negligible level.

Jie Ming immediately felt his vision change.

What he saw was no longer a pure white sea of light, but countless tiny elemental particles.

Fire, wind, water, and earth—the four basic elements were scattered around in an extremely uniform ratio.

They were independent of each other, not interfering, floating in a state of near-perfect equilibrium.

It was precisely this equilibrium that caused light of all wavelengths to stack together, forming pure white.

"Interesting..."

Jie Ming muttered to himself, his gaze continuing to deepen.

Then he discovered the problem.

"Wrong."

He frowned.

If all elements were distributed in a uniform free state, then where did "space" go?

Space is composed of wind elements.

Under normal circumstances, wind elements would arrange themselves according to a certain pattern, forming a three-dimensional spatial structure.

But now, these wind elements were completely uniformly scattered, not constructing any structure at all.

In other words...

"There is no space inside this plane?"

Jie Ming was shocked by his own deduction.

"Then what is this environment I'm in right now?!"

He immediately mobilized more computational power to deeply analyze the elemental state around him.

A few minutes later, an even more astonishing discovery surfaced.

It wasn't just space.

There was no time either.

Time is composed of water elements, but those water elements were also uniformly scattered, with no signs of any flow.

"No space, no time..."

Jie Ming fell into deep thought.

Then what about the "position," "distance," and "movement" he was feeling right now?

He closed his eyes and carefully perceived his own state.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, a flash of realization in them.

"It's my own information."

The sense of space he felt was actually subconscious information inherent in his own soul.

He was accustomed to the thinking mode of a three-dimensional world; when contacting the surrounding elements, he automatically influenced the wind elements within them, causing them to temporarily construct a "spatial" structure to adapt to his perception.

Similarly, his feeling of the passage of time was also temporarily constructed by water elements.

In other words...

In this plane, as long as there is information, anything can be done.

Jie Ming's heart stirred.

He tried to construct a scene of a piece of land in his mind: brown soil, solid ground, the sky in the distance.

The white light around him fluctuated violently.

Immediately following, land really appeared under his feet.

That piece of land appeared from nothing and rapidly extended in all directions.

Jie Ming stood on it, clearly feeling the solid touch under his feet, and could even smell the scent of soil.

But the land stopped extending after about one hundred kilometers.

At the edge, white light and land clashed fiercely, eventually stalemating there.

Jie Ming knew this was the limit of his computational power and spiritual power.

To maintain the existence of such a large piece of land required continuous output of information.

This was as large as he could manage right now.

He stirred his mind again.

The land under his feet rapidly faded, turning back into a pure white sea of light.

Jie Ming took a deep breath.

He finally understood the essence of this plane.

"The reason those cannon fodder units took so long to encounter enemies before wasn't because of the distance."

"In this plane, distance has no meaning at all."

What truly determines "near and far" is information.

The more information there is, the easier it is to be perceived by the indigenous inhabitants.

The more similar the information structure, the easier it is to "approach" them.

When those cannon fodder units first entered, the amount of information they carried was too small to attract the attention of the indigenous inhabitants at all.

Fortunately, the cannon fodder units were continuously connected to the wizards, which was equivalent to a constant influx of external information.

Only when they existed in the plane for a period of time and continuously generated new information did they gradually "narrow" the distance to the indigenous inhabitants. "No wonder."

Jie Ming recalled the performance of those indigenous inhabitants when they counter-invaded.

He had previously thought that the enemy had launched multiple attacks in a short time because of some conspiracy.

But now it seemed that it was probably just because the information accumulation efficiency of the outsiders was about the same.

Only when the information accumulated by the destruction units reached a certain threshold would they capture the signal frequency band and then follow the connection to find them. Having figured this out, a smile curled at the corner of Jie Ming's mouth.

"So, if you want to move in this plane, you don't need to bother flying at all."

He closed his eyes and began to actively adjust the information on himself.

He recalled the various information he had encountered in the information war before, attempting to make his own information structure align with that of the indigenous inhabitants.

The white light around him began to distort.

A faint connection emerged in the depths of his consciousness.

Jie Ming opened his eyes and looked in a certain direction.

There, something was "approaching."

He smiled.

"Found you."

(Extra update, one more chapter to go.)