Chapter 558: Fold Archaeology

As the two passed through the 799th dimensional fold, Lin Jin's quantum right arm suddenly decomposed into a Klein bottle structure—before them, a war museum built from countless civilization tombstones was slowly spinning. The Λ-crystal armor plates on the museum's outer wall were covered in the same warning, written in the scripts of every epoch: To see is to destroy.

"Don't read those words!" Ao Li's Reverse Scale dagger drew a sealing array, but it was too late. Lin Jin's retinas had already reflected the doomsday symbols of the Mayan calendar; his gene chain began to reorganize uncontrollably, and the patterns of the Sanxingdui bronze sacred tree emerged on his skin.

The museum gates opened automatically. They saw the first exhibit was a two-dimensional foil engraved with the 45th hexagram of the *Tui Bei Tu*, the hexagram characters flowing in the aftermath of the dimensional strike. Even more terrifying was the singularity bomb beside it, the *He Tu Luo Shu* on its casing oozing the same crystalline particles as the black blood contamination zone.

"The Causal Law weapon zone is in the seventh exhibition hall." Ao Li's dragon pearl suddenly let out a mournful cry. When she touched the navigation stele, the inscription suddenly melted into a pool of blood ink, drawing a portrait of Lin Jin nailed to a bronze star sundial.

Lin Jin's quantum tentacles pierced into the security system. In the instant of the breach, he saw his own gene map projected onto the exhibition hall dome—the base pairs on the map were actually composed of chapter numbers from the *Dao De Jing*. And for those world-ending weapons of various forms in the display cases, their operating interfaces were all embedded with his fingerprint recognition modules.

Ao Li suddenly dragged him toward the right. From the ground where they had originally stood, a bronze chime array rose, the surface of the chimes displaying a holographic projection of *Along the River During the Qingming Festival*. When Lin Jin's blood dripped onto the surface of the Bian River in the projection, the entire scroll suddenly boiled, and black blood gushed from the facial features of every commoner.

"The gene sequences of these people..." Ao Li's dragon horn sensor sounded a frantic alarm, "are 99.9% similar to your mitochondrial DNA!"

The museum suddenly began to fold. Lin Jin saw his quantum right arm decomposing and reorganizing in twelve dimensions simultaneously, each dimension presenting a scene of destruction for a different civilization. When his palm pressed against the two-dimensional foil display case, the exhibit label suddenly displayed the Pavilion Master's handwriting: "This object was forged using the spine of the 88th Generation Observer."

Ao Li's Reverse Scale dagger suddenly pierced the void. In the rift of time and space, she saw a more terrifying truth—beneath the Λ-crystal floor of every exhibition hall lay the sleeping corpses of the dragon clan observers corresponding to that epoch. And beneath the transparent floor tiles of the seventh exhibition hall, three hundred corpses were opening their eyes in unison.

"Welcome home, Trigger." The museum broadcast suddenly sounded with the Pavilion Master's voice. Lin Jin's gene map display case suddenly burst open, and countless infant embryos poured out, each embryo tattooed on its chest with an Ouroboros curse seal.

Ao Li burned her dragon pearl to release an entropy-reversing shockwave. In the brief gap where the time-space fold opened, she saw the "Lin Jin-faced" commoners from *Along the River During the Qingming Festival* crawling out of the scroll, their flesh and blood merging in the black blood into the fingers of a Mechanical Buddha. Most horrifying of all was the fortune teller on the rainbow bridge; when he lifted his bamboo hat, he revealed the face of the Pavilion Master in his youth!

"So all epochs were experimental grounds..." Lin Jin's quantum tentacles suddenly inserted into his own temple. When he pulled out the memory crystal and pressed it into the exhibition hall console, the entire museum suddenly collapsed into a singularity. In the instant before all things were annihilated, they saw all the exhibits turn into streams of light and fly toward the moon—where a Mechanical Buddha stood, its chest opening hundreds of weapon slots. ===== CHAPTER 559 =====