Chapter 390: Also just daily digging into Lin Ran, petting the cat

"Zhang Jie.... Zhang Jie's not clean anymore, waa waa waa...."

At this moment, Yu Xiaomo buried her face deep into Weiniya's headlights and wept bitterly; Weiniya also wore a look of sorrow.

"Actually, as early as a few months ago, the teacher had already...."

Yu Xiaomo listened to Weiniya's account, her eyes gradually widened, and then she burst into tears with a wow.

And the culprit behind all this, Lao Zhang, has already embarked on the road back to the Alliance.

After Lin Ran's proclamation of sovereignty, those two little toys definitely can't go on, no way around it; the three-person squad can only end here.

"Lin Ran, you blockhead...."

"This time it actually turned out to be jasmine-flavored."

Zhang Jie was still savoring that sucking sound, the jasmine flavor, really fragrant.

Well, although those two little things are indeed somewhat pitiful.

A little farce just passed like that, but tranquility is exactly what's most rare.

Regarding this, Zhang Jie is all too clear; the various keywords from the previous simulation have been troubling him.

For example, the most important entropy disaster.

Zhang Jie still remembers an achievement from that simulation's settlement, "Hello, heat death." And in the explanation of that achievement, there is this sentence.

"Entropy disaster is the harbinger of world destruction, the tolling of the bell that signals the end of the world."

To meet him is to meet the end of the world, which is enough to prove the terror of entropy disaster.

And the only good news now is that, aside from the blue sapphire kitten suspected to be an entropy disaster, no other place has shown any sign of entropy disaster.

In reality, we haven't yet reached the time to truly face heat death, and before that, Zhang Jie still needs to thoroughly understand the meaning of terms like 'epoch' and so on.

Not only that, but also why the term entropy disaster is being covered up, why top civilizations go into hiding, and so on—in reality, there are still many, many things Zhang Jie doesn't know.

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed; life remains peaceful, and a certain Alliance bigwig's daily work is also easy—aside from handling Alliance Institute affairs, there's also the Dyson Sphere matter.

And the main point is to go into the hall of the Star Sea Commonwealth to look up the information he wants to know.

And through looking up, Zhang Jie also learned quite a bit of information, first of all the issue of the epoch.

The epoch lacks an accurate time standard; even the exact end time of the previous epoch is unknown, yet it has clear milestone events.

That is: aside from top-tier civilizations, all known interstellar civilizations destroyed by natural disasters are considered to mark the end of an epoch.

This conclusion truly shocked Zhang Jie; from his current insignificant perspective, how could this thriving Star Sea possibly face such a day?

Aside from top-tier civilizations, all other civilizations have been wiped out; this is called the epoch's twilight, while the era Zhang Jie currently inhabits is the epoch's prime—a period when civilization's numbers, technology, and connections peak.

This conclusion actually lifted Zhang Jie's heavy mood considerably; nothing is more reassuring than living in a flourishing age.

Then comes entropy disaster; Zhang Jie has scrolled through countless epoch histories, but any mention of these two words is extremely rare—clearly, someone has deliberately concealed this.

And even when the two words entropy disaster do appear, they get blocked by censorship terms; in this stellar history book, such censorship is common, usually deemed incomplete information or involving secrecy.

In short, the appearance of entropy disaster remains an unsolved mystery; the only information Zhang Jie can obtain is that the ultimate point of all chaos, extreme chaos, will inevitably give birth to entropy disaster.

"If we want to stop all this, what needs to be done is to separate the various natural disasters, prevent chaos from continuing to occur, rearrange everything, and stabilize order....."

In his mind, a flash of inspiration passed; Zhang Jie seemed to realize something, and slowly widened his eyes.

Isn't what he said exactly corresponding to a certain word?

"So....."

"If we want to prevent entropy disaster from descending, what we need to do...."

"Is it negentropy?"

Civilization is always accustomed to reordering chaotic things into regular patterns; this constant behavior isn't it just negentropy?

"But sadly, compared to the entropy increase constantly happening in the universe, what does this bit of negentropy amount to?"

Zhang Jie shook his head; he really couldn't think of how to stop heat death—this is inherently an irreversible process.

"Forget it, let's leave it at that."

"Now is the epoch's prime; no matter what, it'll be tens of thousands of years before heat death gets you—maybe by then I'll be so tired of living I'll want to die."

Zhang Jie only felt relaxed all over; he wanted to continue slacking off, yet how could this possibly be so simple?

"........"

"Your mindset is still pretty good."

The simulator's barrage popped up; Zhang Jie glanced at it, then wordlessly pursed his lips.

"I know it's not that simple, but what can I do now?"

"That is, every day I dig into Lin Ran, pet the cat, tease the quail—I've done what I should, and the rest I can only take step by step."

Zhang Jie shrugged; in his view, everything was on track, and he liked this lifestyle, finding it very comfortable.

"Worrying about cosmic heat death is no different from worrying about how to deal with dying someday."

"..... Makes sense."

Afterward, the days went just as Zhang Jie said—digging into Lin Ran, teasing the cat, watching those four little rascals' big brawl, life was quite pleasant.

The Alliance's ties with the Deep Space Knights grew ever tighter, and those three Dream-Initiated Knights, since Zhang Jie temporarily had no need for them, simply stayed in the Deep Space Giant Sword to train.

And because Zhang Jie helped solve the problem of the Primordial Remnant running low, the Deep Space Knights' numbers surged.

How could it possibly lack those brothers who love ships to death? Originally there were plenty of ships like Xiao Jiu, but now, with the Deep Space Knights' code coming into effect, a batch of small ships quickly got to experience what it feels like to be a knight.

Zhang Jie was already used to it; the Alliance, which produces energy-gilded qi-blood, was already absurd, and continuing to do so was to be expected.

After all, martial arts and genetics are inherently intertwined; martial arts is merely another way of developing life.

But the new psionic system is different; it's a whole new system, and wanting to master it thoroughly is no simple matter.

After that, Zhang Jie went through another ordinary simulation; days were dull, and soon came the time for yet another simulation.

"The thirteenth simulation has begun, code name:......"

(Ababababa, code name not yet decided, went to dig into Lin Ran)