After that.

Su Ming'an stood on the high platform.

Even though the thousand-year plan has feasibility, most timelines have already been polluted by the shadows. What Su Ming'an and the deities are currently doing is just the first step, which is—dividing the pervasive shadow pollution into ten thousand portions. This makes the pollution in each portion so small that it cannot completely cover the world.

Divide and conquer.

The next thing he had to do was to unravel these ten thousand portions of shadow pollution, bit by bit—meaning he would have to delve into ten thousand epochs and completely strip away the shadow's pollution in each. Of course, this workload was too vast for one person.

The deities, in splitting the ten thousand epochs, have separated the current era—the 0th year of the Heavenly Era. This is reflected on a spatial level as the region of the Holy City where the Old God resides.

In other words, the world cannot be simply understood with a single-dimensional concept of time, but rather in conjunction with the concept of space. The world has been divided into ten thousand layers, each with independent cell walls, cytoplasm, and cell nucleus, like a distinct and vibrant cell. Only the region of the Holy City where Su Ming'an is located was not decomposed by the deities; it is independent and unaffected by the ten thousand epochs. If understood under the concept of the Ruined World, it can be interpreted as a Central Laboratory independent of the three dimensions. Everyone under the jurisdiction of the Holy City will not be divided into ten thousand epochs, remaining in the 0th year of the Heavenly Era.

According to preliminary statistics, the population remaining in the 0th year of the Heavenly Era totals 194,238, including about 50% civilians, 30% military personnel, and 20% other personnel, including, but not limited to, researchers, clergy, free individuals, players, etc. The other 6,002,282,000 people have entered the ten thousand epochs.

Only the 0th year of the Heavenly Era has been separated. Due to the coverage of a small Republic, these 190,000 people will not be affected by any epoch, akin to a command ship sailing between ten thousand epochs, coordinating the operation of ten thousand epochs in real-time. Su Ming'an stays here, responsible for directing the 190,000 people to enter various epochs in batches to expel the pollution.

Yuanyuan jokingly referred to this place as being like a time-space command room in a fast wear novel, issuing fast wear missions to everyone.

As the Old God, Su Ming'an will temporarily remain in the Holy City and not step into the ten thousand epochs.

—Therefore, in the eyes of the other 6 billion people, it seems as if the Old God suddenly disappeared from their era. The records appearing in mythical texts are naturally—

…

[A thousand years ago, the Old God disappeared.]

…

The vast white circular square, resembling the Holy City of Ancient Greece, is pure white in view. People stand in circles at the outer ring, with solemn and serene expressions.

At the very center, the Old God Su Ming'an is embraced by tendrils like white daisies. He wears a pure white robe and pronounces to the 190,000 people:

"Everyone, the thousand-year plan has set sail. Except for the 190,000 people inside the Holy City, the other 6 billion humans have boarded the disrupted-time thousand-year Ark and will swim through the universe called [Time] through generations."

"As a command ship independent of the Ark—the 0th year of the Heavenly Era—our task is to travel through ten thousand epochs, helping to expel the residual influences of shadows in each epoch."

"I know this is difficult. After all, the shadow is always peering above the stars, and the pollution it causes deepens year by year; even if we strive to dispel pollution in each epoch, we can only maintain a constant level of pollution. But, as long as we maintain this balance, it will be enough."

"The shadow is high-dimensional, it indeed is strong, and we humans are like helpless ants before it."

"But we humans—have something high-dimensional beings cannot reach."

Even though the deity appears so young, the 190,000 people remain breathless, focused, keenly listening to his every word. The scene of the twin gods shaping the era in the sky just now was so overwhelming, akin to the hand of God planting flowers, transplanting trees, pushing mountains, and filling seas; none were not awestruck by that moment.

The young deity placed his hand over his left chest and said:

"—Everyone."

"Our flame is incessant, vital, and continues unending."

"No matter how long you navigate, how long you drift in the epochs, whether you set sail or return home—the command station of the 0th year of the Heavenly Era always remains here, akin to a lighthouse waiting for your return."

"Here on this solitary island, I hold a torch of eternal brightness and watch over you."

"The essence of the thousand-year plan is simple—cut off the tail to survive. Only this term fits. As long as we can keep one timeline in the end—even just one, our civilization will not extinguish."

"Even in extreme difficulty—where shadow invasion reaches 99.999%, and has even occupied 9,999 timelines—but as long as there is 1 timeline not reaching 100%—a thousand years later, the Republic will instantaneously be established—then we are in an inevitable victory."

"An inevitable victory."

"What we must do—is to prevent the pollution level from reaching 100%. This requires generations to continue advancing without hesitation, consistently fighting this ongoing thousand-year-long tug-of-war against pollution."

"And regardless of the outcome, I bless all of you—my blessing has no variation due to age, gender, identity, or status—I forever bless you! In this journey across time, no one contributes nothing."

"Your pursuit of light, of the blazing sun, is a thousand times more commendable than any young and beautiful face—may your time gain eternity in the strides across ten thousand epochs."

"Whether you were greedy or cowardly, selfish or arrogant, humble or mediocre—I bless you all!"

"The Old God Asa… no, the Old God Su Ming'an… sincerely blesses you here. May the thousand-year Ark ferry long, may we reach the end of the new century, may we successfully…"

The last sentence he spoke softly.

As if not to the 190,000 people below, but to some distant place:

…

"—May we successfully reach our… [untouched homeland]."

…

After that, Su Ming'an began allocating personnel.

To maintain the normal operation of this era, civilians will continue their normal lives, managing the internal cycle of basic resources such as food, cloth, and water. Therefore, those responsible for traversal are mostly personnel related to the thousand-year plan.

Currently, we need to send out the first batch of "transmigrators" to handle the most dangerous hundreds of timelines. The second and third batches of "transmigrators" need to be trained and screened.

At this time, Su Ming'an finally saw the thirteen principals—1. General Qin, 2. Chao Yan, 3. Xiao Ying, 4. Li Mingyue, 5. Xia Jiawen, 6. Yi Zhongyu, 7. Li Yuxuan, 8. Xin Yue, 9. Shangqing, 10. Zhai Zi, 11. Lin Yunting, 12. Deity, 13. Su Luoluo.

It's worth mentioning that Su Luoluo was purely making up numbers. It's just that the Old God is a bit curious about her, so she was included, without any authority.

"Everyone. To prevent you from being bewildered by the shadows after traversal. After you cross, your memory will be erased, and you won't remember why you came here, descending only as someone without any memory." Su Ming'an said:

"Besides crossing with your body, perhaps you might cross with your soul. If it's soul crossing, you would replace the original person who was supposed to die and continue living."

"You will lose your memory, believing yourself to be only a native. But don't worry. As the holder of the 'Observation' authority—the deity continually observes the ten thousand epochs, regardless of where you are, the deity will subtly guide you—allowing you, even unable to recall your true goal, to still follow the deity's slight destiny guidance and head toward the right direction to expel shadow pollution."

"Even if you forget everything, the deity will help guide your destiny."

At this point, he himself even smiled wryly.

... So this was also part of the plan?

The deeply rooted fate I saw at the beginning of those instances... was unexpectedly part of "my" plan from a thousand years ago.

Step by step, I left Dao Ya City, investigated the Ark Project, took the Heart's Blood from the Fire Transmitter, and walked to the Prophecy Stone Wall—all under "my" guidance from a thousand years ago.

How many pits did "I" dig for myself? How long have "I" been walking on the Mobius Ring? And how many "me" are still walking on this ring at this moment?

Su Ming'an opened the manuscript in his hand and recited the notes:

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is one more thing to note."

"Because we don't belong to those times. After crossing, we may experience rejection from the era, such as anomalies, small natural disasters, spiritual contamination, etc. Although most people will not experience rejection after crossing, a small number will, and you may experience uncontrollable chaos and harm after crossing, which is an unavoidable low-probability event."

"This rejection phenomenon stems from the mismatched and incompatible timelines, which we call 'aberration.'"

"Therefore, we have named it—"

He read from the manuscript, his voice suddenly becoming choked, as if an invisible giant hand was gripping his throat.

"... [Anomaly]."

"And the transmigrators who cause this rejection, we call them..." His fingers gripped tighter, almost tearing the manuscript.

"... [Exotic Species]."

...

[Su Ming'an felt confused. Jiang Xiaosan is an Exotic Species, but she is no different from ordinary people and even cries for Tao Meng's death, so what principle brought about her existence?]

—Of course, she is no different from ordinary people.

Transmigrators are inherently human, not an additional race. "Exotic Species" is merely a label imposed on them by humans, and in reality, there is no distinction; they are all human.

Jiang Xiaosan is a transmigrator who descended into the present world, originating from year 0 of the Heavenly Era. Her memory before crossing was erased, and following the deity's Destiny Traction, she met the temporarily ignorant Old God Su Ming'an and then embarked on the path of expelling Dieying Bewilderment. And like her, there are countless transmigrators.

Countless.

...

[Xia Jiawen remembered that when he first became conscious, he had no memory, as if a brand new white sheet suddenly appeared in the human world.]

[But does this Exotic Species even have the concept of 'goodness'? Clearly, he is a naturally harmful source of radiation.]

...

—Teacher Xia.

He certainly has the concept of "goodness," because he is inherently a good person. Therefore, when he sees children crying, his heart still aches.

The deity didn't guide him out of Dao Ya City but let him remain at the school. This way, Su Ming'an, at the start of the instance, could encounter this Exotic Species teacher and during the college entrance exam, trigger the white tendrils on Su Ming'an, leading to his expulsion from Dao Ya City and activating the Wheel of Destiny.

So it is.

—Humans wield their swords against children to eradicate Exotic Species, yet Exotic Species risk their lives for children.

Because they inherently belong to humanity, divided only by the words "good" and "evil."

...

["I heard that once you Exotic Species encounter me, you all take a great interest in chatting with me?" Su Ming'an sat down again in front of Chi.]

[Chi thought for a moment: "Being with you feels comfortable, unlike those humans full of fear."]

...

Chi is also a transmigrator.

From the moment he crossed over, everything he saw was probably human fear, loathing, and hatred. Only when he met Su Ming'an did he feel comfortable.

—Because they were of the same time frequency. The transmigrators and his deity are from the same era.

...

Su Ming'an rolled up the manuscript in his hand. At this moment, he thought of the quarantined Dao Ya City, the many cities destroyed by Exotic Species, and the sadness of Jiang Xiaosan and Tao Meng.

He knew that transmigrators would cause terrifying damage. But this was a necessary sacrifice—the balance of pollution across eras requires the arrival of transmigrators, their Life Hard Drives, and power, and crossing causes rejection, which in turn brings terrifying destruction.

No matter how future generations of humans think or painstakingly trace history, it is likely they will not realize—that these "suddenly appearing," "memoryless," "bearing terrifying destructive power" Exotic Species—were actually the transmigrators from the Heavenly Era year 0 who came to save their era. They were their ancestors, whom they had never met.

They clearly weren't mortal enemies.

Destiny is truly laughable.

...

Inside the laboratory.

Xia Jiawen inserted a talisman into Shangqing's body.

"How do you feel?" Xia Jiawen asked.

"It's okay." Shangqing patted his chest: "After implanting this talisman, I can suppress the transmigrators?"

"Of course."

Shangqing asked, "What's the principle?"

Xia Jiawen said: "To prevent being pinpointed by Dieying, each era's time frequency is different. The transmigrators experience rejection because their time frequency doesn't match the era's, like 'casting a hand shadow on the wall while others attack the shadow on the wall, unable to reach your hand'—that's why the people of the native era can't handle the chaos brought by transmigrators. But with this talisman implanted, your time frequency won't experience rejection, so you can manage this chaos."

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