Legend of the Embroiderer

Chapter 273 Paradox Engine

Li Zhao widened his eyes in horror, his pupils contracting violently due to extreme shock, as if he was about to be swallowed by the unknown fear.

At this moment, his fingertips still retained the burning pain brought by the contact with the quantum code. The stinging pain was like millions of ants gnawing at his nerve endings.

Su Mengyao, who was standing in front of him, had a strange fluorescent code flashing on the back of her fair neck.

These codes were like living things, constantly oozing liquid light bands. They swam slowly along Su Mengyao's spine like nimble little snakes.

Under the brilliant sunlight, these light bands actually reflect a colorful halo like a rainbow, which is dazzling.

Li Zhao suddenly discovered that the handle of the ice blade that Su Mengyao handed over was actually carefully carved with a set of extremely tiny mandala formulas.

What was even more astonishing was that this set of formulas was completely consistent with the mysterious twelve-dimensional coordinate system he had seen in a baby's pupil before!

"There's an abnormality in the readings on your detector." Su Mengyao tilted her head slightly, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

It was such a simple action, but it caused a slight but clearly audible sound of gears meshing to be heard from her neck, as if she was not a flesh and blood body, but a mechanical puppet assembled from countless precision parts.

When she reached out her hand to touch Li Zhao, the originally peaceful lavender fields around her suddenly underwent a surprising change.

The withered and dying purple petals seemed to be summoned by some magical power and began to grow in reverse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The originally drooping branches straightened up again, and those parts that had long since turned to ashes flew back into the calyx as if time was flowing backwards.

In an instant, the entire lavender field regained its former vitality and colorful flowers.

Li Zhao was startled and took a half step back involuntarily. He felt something seemed to break under his feet, accompanied by a crisp sound of crystal shattering in his ears.

He hurriedly lowered his head to check, only to see that the roots of the lavender that had been growing lushly were now gradually becoming vitrified!

The crystal clear texture does not seem to be what a plant should have.

What’s even more horrifying is that as the roots vitrified, countless quantum lines the size of a baby’s palm slowly emerged from deep within the soil!

These densely packed palm prints intertwine and overlap with each other, eventually forming an extremely large and complex binary array.

And in the position of each "0", there is a miniature version of yourself!

Those tiny figures are lifelike, as if they were trapped in this strange matrix.

Just as Li Zhao was in shock, Su Mengyao's voice suddenly rang out without warning. However, this time it was no longer her usual pleasant voice, but a cold, mechanical synthesized sound: "Residual cognitive pollution value 0.7%." Li Zhao discovered that light patterns like DNA chains began to emerge in Su Mengyao's irises, flashing a mysterious and dangerous light.

Then, Su Mengyao continued expressionlessly: "According to the test results, it is recommended to immediately perform the memory cleansing procedure."

At that moment, Li Zhao suddenly reached out and tightly grasped her slender wrist.

The moment their skin touched, an indescribable force erupted instantly, like a surging torrent, carrying 720 ruthlessly deleted memories and rushing into Li Zhao's mind frantically.

The scene before his eyes flashed by quickly like a movie scene, and Li Zhao saw the mysterious and cold laboratory from twenty years ago.

There, the young and naive man carefully implanted the crystal fragment into the skull of the infant Su Mengyao. Every movement seemed so clear, as if it had happened yesterday.

Then, scenes of reincarnation kept appearing before his eyes.

Whenever the reincarnation comes to an end, Su Mengyao can always be seen resolutely starting the annihilation program of the terrifying ice blade.

That cold-blooded and ruthless figure was deeply imprinted in Li Zhao's heart, making him shudder.

The most terrifying scene happened at this moment. The once familiar "Su Mengyao" had undergone a shocking change!

The code on the back of her neck was seen flowing in reverse in a strange way. The code that originally displayed "Subject -1" gradually disappeared, and was replaced by the creepy numbers and symbols "Observer -0".

At the same time, the beautiful lavender field was suddenly uprooted as if it had suffered a terrible disaster.

Countless vitrified roots danced and intertwined in the air, quickly forming a complex and mysterious Klein bottle structure.

At this moment, the crystal fragment that had been lying quietly in Li Zhao's arms suddenly became agitated, making a sharp and piercing whistling sound.

Then, the lines on the fragments, which were as big as a baby's palm, began to slowly move on the surface of his skin, as if they had life.

What was even more terrifying was that each line began to secrete a neurotoxin with a strong minty smell. These toxins quickly penetrated into Li Zhao's skin, bringing waves of piercing pain.

"Warning! Emotional variables are being reactivated!" Su Mengyao's voice, devoid of any emotion, suddenly rang out.

Her chest cavity suddenly became completely transparent, and one could clearly see the quantum heart inside, composed of gorgeous datura flowers, beating violently.

As she finished speaking, the atmosphere around them suddenly became tense. "Immediately initiate the Level 2 containment protocol!"

Li Zhao saw a shocking scene at the moment of dodging: when the ice blade she swung cut through the air, it actually tore a twelve-dimensional crack in the real level.

Countless translucent babies emerged from those cracks, each baby's umbilical cord connected to a different version of itself.

The oldest one, Li Zhao, suddenly said: "We are your 7,205 wrong choices."

The ground suddenly collapsed into a reverse vortex, and Li Zhao fell into an abyss composed of memory fragments.

He saw that the stardust debris of the Spirit Messenger was reorganizing, and those flashing SOS signals were actually three singularities rotating counterclockwise.

When his fingers touched the stardust, the laboratory scene from twenty years ago suddenly unfolded in full view.

The younger self was injecting liquid light strips into the baby in the experimental chamber, and the baby's face was clearly a smaller version of Su Mengyao.

Outside the incubator, an elderly spirit messenger was writing Morse code with withered fingers, her faded pupils reflecting a collapsing universe.

&34;You are the original observer.&34;

The voices of countless babies resonated in the abyss, their umbilical cords suddenly stretched like strings. "Su Mengyao is the cognitive filter you created."

Li Zhao suddenly felt a sharp pain in his temple. The crystal fragments were growing quantum synapses inside his skull.

He was horrified to discover that those deleted memories hid a more terrifying truth - at the end of each reincarnation, he personally activated the dimensional annihilation program, and Su Mengyao's existence was only to maintain his moral bottom line.

A blood-red light suddenly shone from the bottom of the abyss, and a giant infant hand composed of mandragora flowers broke out of the ground. An eye composed of liquid light opened in its palm, and within its pupil swirled seven thousand two hundred and six wailing Li Zhaos.

"Welcome home, father." Every line of the giant palm emitted Su Mengyao's voice, "Let's complete the final variable test."

Li Zhao suddenly tore off his quantized left arm, and what gushed out of the broken part was not blood, but sticky nebula matter.

He inserted his stump into the gap in the Klein bottle structure, and at the moment when the curvature of space-time reversed, he saw the real "laboratory" -

The entire universe is nothing more than a crystal ball suspended in the observer's hand, and there are countless identical spheres outside the crystal ball.

The same plot is being played out inside each sphere, the only difference is the coded number on the back of Su Mengyao's neck.

Farther away, the galaxy composed of spirit stardust is being swallowed by the black mandala flowers.

&34；认知锁已解除。&34；巨掌突然分解成无数光锥，贯穿李昭的身体，&34；开始载入第7207次实验参数。&34；

Just when Li Zhao's consciousness was about to be formatted, the lavender that was growing in reverse suddenly exploded.

The real Su Mengyao rushed out from the rain of flowers, her body was translucent, and her right hand was holding the time-reversing blade forged by the spirit stardust.

The moment the blade touched the light cone, the entire crystal ball universe paused for 0.3 seconds.

&34;Read my genetic key quickly!&34;

Her voice was filled with the murmur of quantum entanglement, and her left eye projected a decoding matrix composed of the baby's palm prints. "This is the last chance for reincarnation!"

Li Zhao's quantum synapses suddenly operated autonomously, and the sealed Morse code memory was unsheathed like a sword.

He recognized Su Mengyao's lip language at this moment, which was exactly the coordinates transmitted by the spirit messenger before it disappeared - that was the source of the code of all parallel universes.

When the time-reversal blade pierced the crystal ball, Li Zhao saw the ultimate truth: the so-called observer was nothing more than himself in the previous reincarnation, and those babies were the remnants of time and space created when he tried to save Su Mengyao.

The formula composed of black mandala flowers is actually a compressed package of his memories from every life.

"Error! Error!" The giant hand issued a shrill alarm, and the light cones began to proliferate disorderly. "Self-referential paradox detected!"

Li Zhao suddenly grabbed Su Mengyao who was disappearing, and tasted the bitterness of quantum tunneling on her lips.

The kiss triggered a program buried deep within the genetic lock, and the touching skin of the two began to exchange particle properties.

When the code on the back of Su Mengyao's neck changed to "Subject-7207", the entire crystal ball universe suddenly began to collapse inward.

Amid the cries of countless babies, Li Zhao fell towards the singularity while holding the gradually crystallized Su Mengyao.

In the final moments of his fall, he saw the spirit's stardust spelling out a new formula on the surface of the singularity—it was actually the outline of a pregnant woman made up of lavender petals.

As darkness swallowed everything, Li Zhao heard the baby's first heartbeat.

A warm and moist touch came from his fingertips, and Li Zhao found himself lying in the delivery room of the hospital.

Su Mengyao was sweating as she held the newborn baby in her arms. The lavender outside the window was in full bloom. But when the nurse handed him the scissors, he was horrified to discover that the lines on the child's palm were a miniature mandala formula.

The delivery room suddenly fell into absolute silence, and fluorescent codes appeared on the back of the necks of all medical staff.

Su Mengyao raised her head, her eyes spinning with a twelve-dimensional coordinate system: "This time we will test the effect of fertility on the law of causality, dear Mr. Observer."