"Are these?"

"The higher wisdom of failure."

"?"

Bai Luo blinked, not understanding Karl's hint. Could it be that this place was once a battlefield?

Karl did not explain, but reached out and fished out a few pieces of information from their disintegrating bodies.

Then he handed them to Bai Luo.

"This is the information of this universe?"

Bai Luo took the message, thought about it, and took the initiative to check it, and was stunned for a moment.

He could see very clearly just now that the complex information and structure in the distance were very different from this universe.

To describe it this way, the universe is made of wood, and the information has various properties, such as water, fire, carbon, etc., which are completely different information structures.

As for the information that Karl handed over, Bai Luo was very sure that this thing was made of "wood", which meant it came from this universe.

"This is your doubt. This universe has been harvested more than once, but it is still struggling hard. It is really a good experimental subject."

Karl lamented the vitality of this universe, while Bai Luo listened and kept complaining in his heart. This was the first time he heard someone describe his own universe in this way.

"The difference is bigger than imagined."

Bai Luo held the information in his hand and was a little shocked. The existence form outside the world seemed even more outrageous than his guess.

Before coming out, he thought that there would be various battlefields outside, such as three-eyed men, snow-white skeletons, broken artifacts, various aircraft carrier battle groups, law modification devices, etc., forming a bloody battlefield.

After all, this is his first time to speculate like this.

After he came out, he realized how outrageous his guess was. There was only information outside.

The original form of matter is information, and even the existence of the world is information. How can any magic weapons, superhuman beings or gods be able to withstand the washing away of this information?

To put it bluntly, matter is the product of information diffusion. In comparison, any matter is fragile.

Only the situation before us can explain why the battlefield has survived to this day.

And Karl’s description is understandable. Being able to maintain the existence of information after death is not a higher wisdom.

"I once recorded that there are 27 aggregations of different information architectures on this battlefield. There may be many more, but I haven't found them."

Karl's words are deafening. The 27 different information architectures represent the existence of 27 failed higher wisdoms. In the face of harvest, these civilizations are also powerless.

And Bai Luo made a bold guess. Different information architectures may represent top civilizations in different eras. It’s scary to think about it.

"So, the source of void technology?"

Bai Luo suddenly turned his head and stared at Karl, seeming to understand the source of inspiration for his heaven-defying technique.

The latter did not refute or admit that there must be more than that. The path of the loser can only be learned from.

"So you're targeting Honkai."

Bai Luo withdrew his gaze, pinched the information in his hand, and said to himself.

Since the path of the losers is not stable enough, let’s learn from the paths of the winners, such as the world community behind the collapse.

Today was a bit of a shock. At first, he just wanted to go sightseeing and test some of his guesses.

How come the truth suddenly came out and he suddenly became an accomplice?

"The probability of saving the world is almost 0, so why not help me on my path of exploration?"

Bai Luo opened his eyes wide and looked at the serious Karl, wanting to ask, are you serious?

I have no bottom line, and I have never thought about directly destroying a life in the universe.

Your teacher also knows everything and is also exploring higher wisdom. Although the trouble is also because of him, he still has some conscience!

"Life is meaningless. Everything is the dimensionality reduction and diffusion of information, which is the fuel that drives the operation of the universe system."

"What about yourself?"

Bai Luo couldn't help but retorted, life is meaningless, so who do you think you are?

If you get rid of the physical form of existence, do you feel that you are no longer alive?

"Wisdom, it is difficult to understand each other. God does not care about mortals, just as I do not care about life, and higher wisdom does not care about me, but we each have our own pursuits and there is no conflict."

Karl glanced at Bai Luo, and the explanation he gave was very idealistic, and he even felt like he was too lazy to speak.

Bai Luo's understanding is that the essence of life is a collection of information, without any difference.

Any activity is an interaction of information, and there is no difference. You just have to choose whether or not.

"I used to think that demons were already very challenging to our outlook on life, but now there are even more ruthless ones. Before, I thought you were just a pervert."

Bai Luo pinched his eyebrows, thinking this, and then found that his hand was gone, leaving only a piece of information architecture, barely maintained in a closed state.

Karl on the side gave a very warm reminder that this is a normal phenomenon. There are still substances as a barrier now. Later, we will face the erosion of information.

So Bai Luo decisively turned around and returned. His life was at stake, and he felt that he was still not at the level of those seniors. Without that level of technology and knowledge, he could survive independently for a long time outside.

"Okay, I've said what should be reminded. Let's go as we agreed."

Returning to the edge of the universe, a large number of dark energy particles gathered and re-formed Bai Luo's body.

Next to him, Carl had no problems at all, and even had time to remind him that it was time to work.

"How will the world change after the harvest?"

The illusory mist-like algorithm has been lifted. Bai Luo did not leave in a hurry, but instead asked about the fate of this universe.

"I can't calculate it, but I can deduce that after multiple harvests, a world will become weaker and weaker until it collapses and can no longer be reorganized."

Karl said he was not sure because the big clock couldn't calculate it and there was too much data.

However, he also gave an answer that sounded very reliable. Without supplementary information, the world cannot withstand multiple harvests.

Even if it still has the instinct to survive after its collapse, it will be difficult for the remaining cosmic system to absorb the information floating around it and create a new world again.

A simple understanding is that after the collapse of the universe, if the system information is not densely packed with free information around it, it will not be able to produce an effect similar to a black hole.

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In that case, if the conditions are not met, the world will completely disappear and turn into countless dissociated information.

Bai Luo was a little silent. This kind of harvesting is probably the kind of sustainable development, until the world can no longer bear it and usher in the last wave of ferocious harvesting.

And this time, will it be the last time?

"No, I should still be able to bear it."

Bai Luo carefully sorted out the information given by Karl and made some guesses.

If the world is going to perish, it means there is no way to save it. The weakness of information will inevitably create a bunch of inferior civilizations, and it is hard to say whether there is even a civilization.

The most obvious manifestation should be the fragility of objective rules. In layman’s terms, it is the explosion of various abilities to leverage the rules.

Maybe when the world is about to perish, the mortals in the world can shake the stars with a loud roar, assuming there are still any.

Resurrection is also possible, but the chance is extremely small. The world only has the instinct of survival and no subjective consciousness.

In other words, in a world that can compete, the civilization in it may not be as good as this universe.

Of course, this is just Bai Luo’s guess after comprehensive information, and it’s not certain that this will be the last wave.

"But if you think about it this way, you were pretty strong in your previous life?"

After a while, Bai Luo suddenly discovered that the world in his previous life seemed to be quite powerful. He wanted to leverage the rules and show supernatural abilities, which he had rarely seen before.

Shaking his head, he suppressed these speculations, then turned and left. It was time to get to work.

Now his desire to go home is stronger than ever.

Even if you want to save him, you don’t even have the ability, not to mention the pervert Karl is here.

Bai Luodu suspected that even if he saved the universe, if Karl discovered a new way to play, he might directly sacrifice the universe again.

Therefore, it is better to save your own life first.

On the way back, there will naturally be no disturbances, just the scene of black shadows leaving the spacecraft.

There is so much experimental data in the universe that even Bai Luo, who is exhausted, can't handle it, so make it simple and create a clone.

What's more, it can also intensify the coverage of dark energy concept information and strive to grasp all the dark energy of the universe as soon as possible.

As for the consumption before success, Carl, the pervert, has long said that he has taken care of everything.

It even opened up part of the big clock permissions to Bai Luo to help him control the clone and record experimental data.

So after Bai Luo returned to Kunsa Planet, he almost fainted from squeezing the clone, and the calculations had to cool down.

"So, what's there?"

In the coffee shop, Morgana sat across from her, while Bai Luo cherished the opportunity to taste the coffee and tried to distinguish the trajectory of each molecule in it.

His action received an inquiring look.

Morgana herself has never been to the edge of the universe. She has no time. Of course she is curious now, but she is too lazy to look.
To be continued...