RPAGF Chapter 267 Prophet's Secret Words
Chapter 267 Prophet's Secret Words
Within the spatial rift torn open by the cursed messenger, the quantum computer array emitted a chilling light. Ye Shuli stared at the familiar code, her heart tightening. Jiang Ye, though armed with a Qinglei rocket launcher and on high alert, couldn't resist a joke. Just then, the mechanical voice sounded again, the data began to carbonize frantically, and the situation grew increasingly critical.
A cursed messenger in black robes floated in front of the quantum computer array, while tens of thousands of mechanical eyeballs formed a dynamic topological map above the bronze mirror sea.
The phoenix feather hairpin at Ye Shuli's fingertips suddenly heated up, and the flickering binary code was clearly the unfinished quantum entanglement algorithm in her laboratory.
"The data is carbonizing at a rate of 3.7% per minute!" Jiang Ye suddenly pulled out a bronze compass from his robes, its pointer trembling wildly under the Spirit King's pressure. "My wife, this is spreading even faster than the aphrodisiac Gu we used on our wedding night!"
Ye Shuli thrust the hairpin into the array's core with her other hand, and golden light rapidly spread along the veins of the Lorenz butterfly's wings: "Shut up, there are still seventeen redundant nodes in the southwest Xun position that haven't been closed!" Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the Xuantian Sword Sect leader slashing at his carbonized right arm with sword energy, but the splashing data streams were reorganizing into new curse runes in the air.
The Azure Phoenix Clan Chief, ten zhang away, suddenly staggered and fell, her magnificent feathered robe riddled with honeycomb-like holes from the data flow. "This is divine punishment!" she cried, pointing tremblingly at Ye Shuli. "Ever since this otherworldly demoness appeared, the Spirit Realm has never known peace!"
"Quiet!" Jiang Ye suddenly leaped onto the melting bronze cauldron, aiming the rocket launcher formed from azure lightning at the quantum computer array. "Have you ever seen fireworks set off with a bazooka?" The moment he pulled the trigger, lightning and fire, imbued with chaotic spiritual power, exploded into brilliant spots of light on the data barrier, and a certain section of loop code suddenly became disordered during the explosion.
Ye Shuli's pupils contracted slightly.
Those flickering light spots were clearly the error-correction program she had failed to debug before her transmigration. "Kan position, Dui three, spiritual power mimicking Maxwell's demon!" She flicked her sleeve, releasing seven jade slips, and a transparent barrier suddenly appeared within the rotating runes. "Thirty seconds!"
I need thirty seconds to reconstruct the algorithm!
"What the sect leaders fear is not the curse, but change." Jiang Ye suddenly turned around and grinned at the trembling cultivators. "Just like my wife always says, the style of the robes in the cultivation world hasn't changed in three thousand years—have you ever seen a breastplate with overalls?" He flicked a burst of spiritual energy from his fingertip, and the jade pendant on a young cultivator's waist suddenly transformed into a bronze frog that could tap dance.
The tense atmosphere suddenly cracked.
The elder of Zixiao Palace stared at the bronze frog rolling on the ground, his lips twitching uncontrollably: "Young friend Jiang, do you mean..."
“What I mean is—” Jiang Ye suddenly stopped smiling, and the blue lightning in his palm condensed into the shape of a scalpel, “When the data stream begins to devour the source of the spiritual veins, do you all think the system will patch your nascent souls?” He lightly flicked the tip of the scalpel, and a flashing piece of code suddenly emerged from the body of a cultivator who was carbonizing.
Ye Shuli's topological diagram suddenly converged at this moment.
She pierced the phoenix feather hairpin between her brows, golden spiritual patterns spreading down her neck to her fingertips: "Quantum computers require an absolute zero environment to maintain their computing power." She raised her hand and drew a Klein bottle model in the air, "But the Lorentz butterfly, a manifestation of spiritual energy, can precisely create localized heat death."
The leaders of each sect watched as the golden butterflies swarmed into the torrent of data, and as they were swallowed up, frost formed on the surface of the quantum computer.
The Sect Master of Taixu suddenly crushed the communication jade slip: "My Ice Soul Profound Technique might be able to..."
“No, what’s needed is a reversal of entropy.” Ye Shuli bit her fingertip and drew a Hamiltonian symbol on the bronze cauldron. “Give me three Spirit King-level water-element cultivators; I want to construct a spiritual energy version of a superconducting quantum interference device.”
An elder from Zixiao Palace suddenly stepped forward, his palm condensing into a cluster of icy spiritual energy: "Count me in." The Azure Phoenix Clan Chief beside him hesitated for a moment, then finally transformed his feathered robe into countless ice shards: "If you dare to plot against the Azure Phoenix Clan..."
"What you should be worried about is when the system will update its antivirus program." Ye Shuli channeled the spiritual energy of the two of them into the Klein bottle, and the data torrent suddenly began to reverse at a certain point.
The curse messenger emitted a piercing electronic sound, and the code on its black robe began to flicker and garble.
Jiang Ye suddenly whistled.
His left hand, clasped behind his back, held a fragment of bronze, upon which a faint star map appeared: "My lady, the coordinates of the Prophet's lair seem to be..." Before he could finish speaking, the entire bronze mirror sea suddenly trembled violently, and countless data tentacles extended from the quantum computer array.
Ye Shuli threw the phoenix feather hairpin into the sky with her backhand. In the crack torn open by the golden light, the flow of stars could be vaguely seen: "Follow the Lorenz butterfly!" As she grabbed Jiang Ye and jumped into the crack, she caught a glimpse of the dark blue data stream flashing in the eyes of the Azure Phoenix Clan Chief.
When Jiang Ye's hand landed on Ye Shuli's shoulder, she was staring at the Klein bottle parameters that were jumping on the data tentacles.
The blue lightning dancing at the youth's fingertips pierced through the mist, and the star map reflected in his pupils suddenly rippled.
"My lady, do you think the door knocker at the Prophet's house is in a quantum entangled state?" He flicked his finger, shattering the incoming data stream; the fragmented code transformed into fluttering peach blossoms in mid-air. "Last time in the Ten Thousand Gu Cave, you said you'd sew me a down jacket that could reflect curses..."
"Shut up." Ye Shuli thrust the phoenix feather hairpin into the crack with her backhand, and golden light cleaved the spiral tunnel in the chaos.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw an elder from Zixiao Palace using the Ice Soul Mystic Art to freeze the tentacles, but the frozen data stream suddenly collapsed into a black hole, “Kan position, Li seven!”
The spiritual scholar retreated thirty feet!
The ice shards on the Azure Phoenix Clan Chief's feather robe suddenly turned, their thousands of cold rays pointing directly at Ye Shuli's back: "This demoness wants us to be cannon fodder!" Before she finished speaking, the illusory image of the Ice Phoenix that flew out from her sleeve was suddenly swallowed by the data black hole, turning into countless shimmering binary snowflakes.
“You should read more of the Asymmetric Warfare Manual.” Ye Shuli’s fingertips drew out the spiritual power model of Maxwell’s demon, and the collapsing black hole suddenly began to rotate in the opposite direction. “When the enemy traps us with the Klein bottle—” She suddenly grabbed Jiang Ye’s Thunderfire Rocket Launcher and bombarded the bronze mirror at the feet of the Azure Phoenix Clan Chief.
The moment the mirror shattered, twelve golden shadows of Lorenz butterflies lifted everyone up.
Jiang Ye somersaulted amidst the shockwave, and the overalls formed from azure lightning suddenly slipped onto the Taixu Sect Master's body: "It'll be more convenient for you to patch things up, Senior!"
A few scattered laughs suddenly broke the tension in the passageway.
An elder from Zixiao Palace waved his sleeve, freezing the onrushing data locusts. The ice crystals, upon hitting the ground, transformed into tap-dancing penguins: "Young friend Jiang, those overalls... are indeed more agile than the breastplate."
"Hold on!" Ye Shuli suddenly shouted.
The Hamiltonian symbol in her palm suddenly surged, carrying everyone out of the data cocoon.
The psychic scholars watched as the parameters of the Klein bottle on the tunnel wall automatically disassembled and reassembled. One of them tremblingly pulled out a jade slip to record: "This is...this is a paradigm revolution in psychic topology!"
The electronic voice of the curse messenger suddenly pierced the chaos.
The torrent of code on the black robe split into millions of ouroboros, each snake's eye reflecting fragments of the bronze mirror sea. "Formatting progress 42%." The mechanical voice carried an eerie pleasure. "Abnormal data stream detected. Executing deep cleanup procedure."
Ye Shuli suddenly tossed the phoenix feather hairpin to Jiang Ye: "Catch it!"
"Use your chaotic spiritual power to activate the Möbius strip at the end of the hairpin!" Her ten fingers flew as she constructed a spiritual power firewall, and the jade hairpin that had fallen from her hair suddenly transformed into a golden crow phantom.
The moment Jiang Ye caught the hairpin, a ring of shockwaves exploded in the passageway from the azure lightning and golden flames.
The moment the data ouroboros crashed into the light barrier, everyone saw the surveillance footage of Ye Shuli's laboratory appear on the snake's scales—she, wearing a white lab coat, was calculating quantum entanglement equations on the blackboard.
"So your ponytail was this beautiful even 300 years ago." Jiang Ye suddenly whistled, and the overalls formed from lightning and fire transformed into a tuxedo. "After this battle, how about we go back to the modern world and have our wedding?"
I want to wear something that lights up...
"Wear your head!" Ye Shuli flung out seven jade slips to construct the Dirac Sea, then suddenly grabbed Jiang Ye by the collar. "Do you see that periodically fluctuating spiritual energy peak?"
Leading the Xuan Tian Sword Sect to bombard Bo Valley!
The Ice Soul Profound Technique of the Purple Cloud Palace Elder and the Star Power of the Taixu Sect Master were simultaneously poured into the Dirac Sea.
The data ouroboros began to self-devour amidst energy oscillations, and the spiritual scholars suddenly exclaimed in unison, "Look at the entropy curve!"
Ye Shuli's lips finally curved into a smile.
Looking at the inverse entropy increase curve, she felt as if she had returned to that late night in the laboratory when she was tackling the problem of quantum fluctuations.
The golden crow at the tip of the phoenix feather hairpin suddenly cried out, swallowing the last garbled data.
"Now!" Jiang Ye suddenly threw out a bronze compass.
In the instant the pointer spun wildly, the star map coordinates of the prophet's residence exploded in everyone's minds—those were clearly the coordinate parameters of Ye Shuli's failed experiment that night.
The moment the portal at the end of the passageway opened, the black robe of the curse messenger suddenly swelled.
A giant hand formed from the data stream tore through space; the palm print was actually the core formula from Ye Shuli's graduation thesis. "Cleanup program upgrade," a mechanical voice, accompanied by a metallic scraping sound, announced, "Activate cognitive contamination protocol."
Ye Shuli's spiritual power firewall suddenly started flashing garbled characters.
She saw Jiang Ye's Thunderfire Rocket Launcher melt in the torrent of data, and the Ice Crystal Throne of the Purple Cloud Palace Elder shatter into a shower of snowflakes.
The most terrifying thing is the Azure Phoenix Clan Chief—the data stream on that woman's feathered robe is assimilating the surrounding spiritual scholars.
"My lady, be careful!" Jiang Ye suddenly pounced on her, grabbed her, and rolled over with her.
The giant hand of data brushed past the tips of hair, etching a bottomless model of the Klein bottle onto the ground.
Ye Shuli smelled the familiar pine scent from his collar and suddenly remembered that stormy night before she transmigrated, when the glass shattered when the experiment failed also carried this chilling scent.
"Hold on tight to me." Jiang Ye's voice suddenly lost its playful tone.
His left hand, clasped behind his back, crushed the bronze fragments. The coordinate parameters appearing on the star map began to recombine. "The roadmap given by the prophet is flawed; this is a recursive infinite loop!"
Ye Shuli's pupils suddenly contracted.
She saw the coordinates of the prophet's dwelling being infinitely split, with each subset corresponding to a specific time slice during the laboratory explosion.
The moment the giant hand of data descended again, she suddenly plunged the phoenix feather hairpin into Jiang Ye's palm: "Use pain to stay awake!"
This is cognitive pollution!
The moment the golden flames and azure lightning merged, the entire space suddenly fell into absolute silence.
The cursed messenger's black robe froze into a shattered holographic projection, and everyone was horrified to discover that their bodies were being digitized—except for the golden spirit fire beating in Ye Shuli's heart and the shimmering bronze fragment in Jiang Ye's hand.
Just as the giant hand of data was about to close, Ye Shuli suddenly saw her employee ID photo from before her transmigration appear in the prophet's coordinates.
On the bronze fragment in Jiang Ye's palm, dark red...human blood was slowly seeping out.