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Chapter 643 Mom? !
Chapter 643 Mom? !
There was no violent backlash, no ripples of energy.
That feeling... was extremely eerie.
It was as if they had crashed into a frozen, cold void. All the power, whether it was Tang Zijun's boundless life energy or Chang Lei's treacherous deceptive power, vanished the moment it touched the barrier, like a mud ox sinking into the sea, completely annihilated, without even the slightest vibration being transmitted.
They were completely and utterly isolated from the outside world.
Chang Lei steadied himself abruptly, his face beneath the mask filled with astonishment. His bloodshot eyes were fixed on the transparent, seemingly nonexistent wall, and behind it, the purplish-black vortex that was still slowly churning, yet seemed to have done nothing.
"Damn it!" he hissed, gathering all his dark red greedy power and slamming it into the barrier like a burning meteorite.
A burst of violent energy, powerful enough to distort space, was instantly frozen, solidified, and dissolved the moment it touched the barrier, as if it had been thrown into an ice sea of absolute zero.
The barrier remained completely still, without even the slightest ripple. Instead, Chang Lei was so shocked by the backlash from the annihilation of that power that his arm went numb and he staggered back a step.
Tang Zijun did not attack immediately like Chang Lei. He stood in front of the barrier, a step away, yet it felt like an insurmountable chasm.
His fingers gently touched that invisible barrier; the touch was cold and hard, carrying an absolute, dismissive will that rejected all communication and understanding.
This is neither an energy shield nor a material barrier. It is more like a manifestation of a rule. It is an absolute isolation zone that the collapsing and forming singularity forcibly unfolds to protect its core from disturbance.
Tang Zijun's gaze pierced through the transparent barrier, locking onto the purplish-black vortex that had swallowed the girl and the black box. His eyes were as deep as an ancient well, churning with extreme solemnity and a hint of... enlightenment that he had grasped some kind of truth.
The object of pursuit, that elongated shadow, the trajectory formed by thin slices of time, that posture of struggling to run through the turbulent currents of spacetime...
All of this, from beginning to end, carried an indescribable... sense of delay?
A sense of stagnation, somewhat out of place in the current chaotic and rapidly changing environment?
"An illusory timeline?" Tang Zijun blurted out. He turned his head sharply, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's, sweeping towards the place where the girl had once existed—the elongated, peeled, and finally collapsed humanoid trajectory left behind before she disappeared.
There, at this moment, only turbulent spacetime currents remained, but Tang Zijun's perception penetrated through the surface.
He saw, against the backdrop of chaotic energy and shattered dimensions, an extremely faint ripple of time, almost blending into the environment, slowly dissipating.
That was not a real energy fluctuation, but rather the lingering effect of a timeline being observed and played back.
What they have been chasing is not the real stuttering girl in the present moment, but a version of her recorded in this chaotic space-time, a time remnant running here at some point in the past.
"A ghost from the past timeline."
"You mean we chased after nothing? That girl was already..." Chang Lei instantly realized, his bloodshot eyes filled with absurdity. He abruptly looked at the purplish-black vortex behind the barrier. "Then what was sucked in just now..."
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"It's an afterimage, the end of a past image." Tang Zijun frowned slightly. "That box, acting as an anchor point," its existence was too powerful and unique. When it passed through this chaotic spacetime with the girl, the traces of its anchoring were forcibly recorded by the spacetime turbulence, forming a constantly replaying chasing image."
"What we're seeing is merely the 'playback' of this image; the real her and the box have long since..."
Tang Zijun's words came to an abrupt halt.
Because right behind the barrier, in the surging purplish-black vortex, directly opposite the singularity that had just devoured the afterimage, that space that was originally absolute, deep, and void, suddenly underwent an unexpected change.
It was as if an invisible mirror had been shattered.
In that void, space rippled violently like water, then shattered.
Immediately afterwards, a thin figure wearing a tattered cloak was thrown out from another dimension as if by an invisible giant hand.
boom!
It was that stuttering girl.
She crashed heavily onto the newly formed, void-like ground, the immense impact causing her to curl up, coughing painfully, her cloak stained with dirt.
She seemed completely unaware of Tang Zijun and Chang Lei's presence outside the barrier. After a brief period of fear and confusion caused by the violent impact and the change in position, she suddenly raised her head.
The expression on that face, which had always been hidden in the shadow of the hood and covered in dirt and small scars, was completely different now.
The fear receded quickly, like a receding tide.
Instead, there was an indescribable, almost manic joy.
Her eyes, those eyes that had always been unfocused, filled with fear or numbness, were now astonishingly bright, like two flames of excitement burning within them. The corners of her mouth stretched uncontrollably upwards, growing wider and wider until they revealed a smile that was a mixture of extreme ecstasy, relief, and a certain...sense of accomplishment.
Ignoring the pain in her body, she struggled to her feet and ripped open her hood, revealing a head of tangled, filthy hair, like dry straw.
Then, she raised her arms high.
"Ahhh...ahhh! It's done, it's a success!!"
She opened her mouth and let out an extremely excited cheer that was difficult to decipher.
She even jumped up and down on the spot, her movements clumsy yet full of childlike joy. She pointed to the smooth, mirror-like black ground beneath her feet, then to the black box she was holding up, and towards the endless void ahead, she danced and gesticulated wildly, expressing the immense ecstasy of having achieved her goal of surviving a catastrophe.
She succeeded! She finally succeeded!
Upon seeing this, Tang Zijun and Chang Lei stopped what they were doing and exchanged a strange look.
Outside the barrier, Tang Zijun and Chang Lei looked on with confusion and bewilderment.
Within the barrier, just a step away on the other side, was the girl's wild shouts of joy in the void.
She seemed completely oblivious to the terrifying singularity so close at hand, basking in the immense joy of her success.
The two scenes are as if forcibly separated into two unrelated worlds by that transparent, all-encompassing barrier of rules.
The stuttering girl cheered as she untied the black box from her chest and carefully opened it.
Meanwhile, Tang Zijun and Chang Lei, who were outside, both had their expressions change at the same time, because they saw something that surprised them greatly—a woman's mechanical head.
The head is made of a matte metal that is neither gold nor stone, which emits a cold luster. Its lines are smooth and perfect, with a technological beauty that is ahead of its time. The facial features are clear and cold, the eyes are closed, and long eyelashes cover the head like fine metal feathers.
Suolin!
The name exploded in their minds like a thunderclap.
"Impossible..." Chang Lei exclaimed. "How...how could she be here?! Shouldn't she be..."
"The dream world." Tang Zijun picked up the conversation, her voice filled with a sense of awe as if all the clues had been instantly connected. "So that's how it is... the reason why Suolin appeared in the dream world..."
He suddenly looked up, staring intently at the purplish-black singularity that had just devoured the remnant of time and was still slowly churning.
"This is it! This is the rift leading to the dream world that was broken due to the forbidden experiment!"
Tang Zijun looked at the stuttering girl who was holding a mechanical head in the void and smiling.
"She found it..."
Chang Lei was struck dumb. "You mean...this is...?"
"This singularity is the passage, the rift from back then," Tang Zijun said in a deep voice. "This spacetime singularity formed by the collapse isn't some kind of 'embryo' at all; it's a... interdimensional rift connecting the wasteland world and the dream world!"
Everything suddenly became clear.
"Didn't Scáthach shut it down when she came here?!" Chang Lei's lips twitched as he looked at Tang Zijun.
"Perhaps she didn't take this path back then..." Tang Zijun didn't know what to say. At this moment, the girl inside the barrier made another move.
After taking out Zolin's head, she took out a photo frame from the box.
Tang Zijun then discovered that the black box contained not only Suolin's head, but also something resembling an electronic photo frame.
The picture frame didn't look very big. The screen lit up, and a figure slowly emerged. The picture frame seemed to be able to achieve a naked-eye 3D effect, making it feel like there was a person standing inside.
"I...I did it, Grandma...I...I did it!" the girl stammered, her pretty face flushed, but she couldn't suppress the smile on her face as she excitedly said, as if she were asking for credit.
"Yes, child, you succeeded." The old woman in the photo frame smiled, looking at the little girl outside the screen with kindness and heartache.
Before Tang Zijun could react to the old woman's voice, Chang Lei, who was standing next to her, exploded.
Tang Zijun turned her head sharply and saw that Chang Lei's energy was becoming unstable, like a volcano about to erupt, and his snow-white mask was becoming hideous.
"Hey... what are you doing?" Tang Zijun reached out and patted Chang Lei on the shoulder.
But the only response he received was Chang Lei's suppressed, low voice.
"That...that's my mom!"
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