Chapter 317: Chapter 309: The Two-Dimensional World
The knife in my hand is also made of strong interaction material. Did Tongtian give it to me so that I could bring it before Hong Jun?
It would never be that simple.
"What ultimately happened to that world?" He found it hard to imagine to what extent technology must develop to rival a Great Cultivator like Hong Jun.
Even he, if he wished, could easily annihilate human civilization on Earth.
"They intrigued me, but they also frightened me. Fortunately, although they were technologically advanced, they were still mere mortals and not difficult to deal with. I detonated the sun in their star system, erasing all traces of their existence from the Universe."
Nezha glanced down at the knife in his hand and immediately knew that Hong Jun was talking nonsense.
"Damn it, I promised not to answer questions, but this is an exception." Hong Jun continued to walk forward, surrounded by the constant flash of cameras, likely hitting the news tomorrow, "After destroying them, I began to study technology. You see, the Earth you were born and raised on has taken a path completely different from the Fengshen World."
"They cannot cultivate." After saying this, Nezha suddenly understood. It wasn’t that they couldn’t; it was that they were unable. This was the world Hong Jun had created, and he had already drained all the Spiritual Power from it.
Just like in the Fengshen World, several Saints used harsh feudal rites to suppress the development of technology.
After encountering that group of aliens, Hong Jun chose to embrace technology, while the several Saints avoided it like the plague.
Hong Jun said, "Actually, they are, after all, my disciples, and not so timid. But science and technology sometimes advance faster than cultivation. The weaker and more ignorant life is, the more recklessly it acts. Insects with a lifespan of only a few hundred years wield the power to destroy the Universe, sometimes acting with reckless disregard, which disgusts us cultivators who pursue eternity and also...fear."
And what else?
"There’s a science fiction novel on Earth called ’The Three-Body Problem’, of course, you might not have read it, but it features a weapon, the Two-dimensional Foil, which actually exists. We encountered it when traveling through the Universe for the fifteen thousandth year."
At this point, Nezha was completely baffled.
Hong Jun reached out, unfurling a scroll before him, revealing a landscape painting over five meters tall. He then stepped into it, becoming a small figure in the mountains. This ink-dotted little figure looked at him, chuckling and inviting him into the painting.
Nezha walked in, and the world before him vanished, even the mountains and waters in the painting disappeared from view.
He saw only lines—some thick, some thin, some long, some short.
He saw a very short line, which said to him, "Look, now we’ve become two-dimensional creatures. Two-dimensional creatures have no height, no z-axis in their coordinate system, and the world becomes like this. The Two-dimensional Foil is a weapon that turns the three-dimensional Universe into two dimensions, expanding infinitely at nearly the speed of light with infinite gravity. However, everything caught in it doesn’t simply become two-dimensional creatures like us now, but rather completely perishes."
Nezha asked, "Has someone deployed the Two-dimensional Foil?"
Hong Jun shook his head, "Not just one; they deployed hundreds of millions. They used it recklessly like a child’s slingshot for birds. But the Universe is so vast that even if they threw hundreds of millions into it, no trace would be seen for a million years. For these beings with lifespans of a few hundred or even decades of years, it’s irrelevant. But, you know, for Tongtian, Primordial, Laozi, or me, just one is enough to mean that the great Universe, the great world, will be completely destroyed one day."
You’re afraid too.
"I am not afraid!" Hong Jun angrily patted Nezha on the shoulder.
To Nezha, it looked like a segment of a line suddenly thickened and approached, while the segment representing his body suddenly broke. Fortunately, he could still use mana, and almost after a second, he restored that segment of the line to normal.
The two stepped out of the painting, finally having a chance to appreciate the colorful world and, from the perspective of the three-dimensional world, admire the beautiful landscape painting of the two-dimensional world.
There were even more reporters now, but also more people appeared in the painting, apparently some brave souls followed them in. These people were vivid yet lifeless.
"You see, entering two dimensions from three dimensions equates to death."
Nezha shivered; he knew that if it weren’t for Hong Jun’s protection, even if he was as strong as a Semi-Saint, he would have died the moment he entered the painting.
The Universe is not infinite.
The Two-dimensional Foil keeps expanding.
Perhaps even more unknown and imminent destruction looms.
Mortal life is fleeting.
Mortals do not care.
But eternal life may come with eternal fear.
"By chance, there are many reporters here, ahem." Hong Jun straightened his collar, "Hello, everyone, I’m holding a press conference. First, let me formally introduce myself. I am the Destroyer of the Universe, the God of Destruction, the Creator God, the omniscient and omnipotent God, the Almighty Buddha Bodhisattva, the Supreme Deity of all faiths, Lord Hong Jun."
Laughter erupted around them.
Nezha dared not laugh.
Hong Jun turned to Nezha, "You see, they dare to laugh at me, even my disciples in the Saint Realm wouldn’t dare, yet they dare."
Nezha said in fear, "They know nothing, just mortals."
Hong Jun nodded, "You are right, these words are just like the wind to me, I really do not care." He shifted his tone, "Of course, I could care. I could pour a big bucket of boiling water on their ant nest and let them experience the dimensionality reduction strike, while in fact, I am their Father God. I created them and can destroy them at any time. I have mercifully allowed them to live this long, to develop technology and culture, and yet, out of their ignorance, they dare laugh at me, just as those insects in the Universe dare to deploy the Two-dimensional Foil out of ignorance. Well, now you may ask some questions."
"And who is the Netherworld Venerate?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a green light flew towards Hong Jun’s heart, catching Nezha by surprise, and even Hong Jun was somewhat caught off guard.
He reached out to block it, then a small red hole pierced through his palm, and after that, everything was as if nothing had happened.
Hong Jun’s hand healed as if nothing had changed, and he held Zi Chen’s head, saying, "Little girl, you get all excited at the mention of the Netherworld Venerate, behave, or I’ll crush you."
He put his hand down, and as powerful as Zi Chen was, she now trembled like a real little girl hiding behind him.
"The Netherworld Venerate is also a prodigy; he prevents the living from being born, the dead from truly dying, attempting to establish a Netherworld to withstand the final destruction, and ultimately hoping to feign death, reincarnate, and gain eternity through time."
Hong Jun sighed, "It was indeed a good idea; he nearly succeeded. However, he also inspired me; his death was not in vain. You see, I’ve even used his cells and Earth’s biotechnology to create you, hoping you might surprise me as he did."
