Chapter 397 A Performance

Mo Ling was lost in thought as he listened to the familiar words.

"Transcendence?"

"Yes, transcendence. God should not exist in this world. He may just be watching us quietly, as if he is watching a performance, and of course he will not lend us a helping hand."

The Good Heart Stone rolled up a grain of dust and let it float in the void, as if dancing.

Seeing this, Mo Ling also rolled up a grain of dust and joined the dance.

Slowly, the dust became more and more, and they had their own world, their own identity, and their own stories.

"We are gods to these dusts, right?" The Good Heart Stone said as he looked at the dancing dusts.

"God will only watch and will not give us any help, just like we will not give these dusts any gifts..."

Mo Ling looked at the dusts, a little absent-minded.

"Gift?"

He suddenly had an idea and took out a can of Coke from the cube and threw it into the middle of the dust.

The vacuum environment caused the Coke can to burst instantly, and the black liquid poured out, completely soaking the dust.

"What is this?" Goodheart Stone asked in surprise, looking at the red can that suddenly appeared.

"This is a gift from God to them." Mo Ling looked at the bursting Coke can, feeling distressed. He forgot that this was in a vacuum.

He blamed himself for wasting food.

Looking at the Coke that was still spilling, Mo Ling quickly put the can away again.

"It disappeared again!" Goodheart Stone couldn't understand what happened and exclaimed, "What on earth is that?"

Before Mo Ling could answer its question, he saw the star cluster in the distance twitch.

"What's going on?"

He looked at the star cluster and found that the rotation of the star cluster had actually retreated a distance.

And Goodheart Stone had returned to the edge of the vortex without knowing when.

At this time, it was facing Mo Ling and asked painfully:

"Can we go back?"

Mo Ling was stunned. Isn't this what just happened?

Is time really going backwards? How is this triggered?

"Giving dust Coke will trigger time to go backwards?"

An absurd conjecture appeared in his mind, and he immediately denied it.

Mo Ling looked into the cube. It turned out that when he took back the can, he brought some dust in.

"Is it because I teleported the dust that caused time to go backwards?"

Thinking of this, Mo Ling looked at the dust around him.

"Can we go back?" Good Heart Stone asked again painfully.

"Yes, but not necessarily completely." Mo Ling gave it an ambiguous answer.

While Good Heart Stone was still in a daze, Mo Ling collected some of the dust into the cube.

In an instant, the fragments of the planet's collapse were completely restored, the vortex quietly stayed above the original high mountain, a red giant star hung in the sky, and life on the planet was at the end of withering.

"Success." Mo Ling was happy.

He soon understood everything: teleportation not only eliminated the dust, but also eliminated the "deceleration" of the dust.

If the original time velocity ratio is "1:10000", the current velocity ratio is "1:9998", because the dust has decreased and the slowing effect of the vortex has also weakened.

Mo Ling did not expect that the change in the velocity ratio would actually cause time to go backwards.

"It's like that part of the dust did not exist in the first place."

Mo Ling could not figure out why there was such a strange phenomenon, but this was an opportunity for him to redeem everything that the stone tribe had experienced.

Thinking of this, Mo Ling continued to move the dust.

These diffuse dusts looked a lot, but in fact the density was not high. They could only form a small pile in the cube. Mo Ling quickly transported part of the dust in the vortex into the cube.

The sun outside has fully recovered, and civilization has resurrected from extinction, from advanced to backward, and finally turned into a beast without wisdom.

The towering trees turned into buds, the rain returned to the dark clouds, and the earth dried up again...

Everything was going backwards, but Mo Ling was very happy, which was exactly what he wanted.

Mo Ling kept moving the dust until the vortex completely fell into the sea and returned to the sea area full of petrified dust. Mo Ling stopped.

"The cube can't hold it anymore..."

There was too much dust in the vortex, and Mo Ling didn't dare to throw the dust out anymore, so he could only fill the cube.

"There's still not enough space."

If there was enough space, Mo Ling could transfer more dust, but now he could only do this.

However, this was enough.

The vortex at this time was not difficult to stop, and Mo Ling only needed to make a little effort to stop the vortex.

He didn't hesitate for long, and quickly invested in the control of the vortex.

Not long after, the speed of the vortex began to slowly decrease.

The dust that was gathered slowly spread out and spread all over the sea area...

Finally, the vortex stopped, and Mo Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

The stone at the edge of the vortex didn't understand what happened, and was surprised by the disappearance of the vortex.

A stone slowly floated over along the water flow.

"Why did you stop the petrification vortex?" The one who came was the Kindhearted Stone.

"Petrification is wrong." Mo Ling told it the truth directly.

"We will only turn into a piece of stone and walk towards the end of time, and there is only endless nothingness at the end..."

Mo Ling spoke slowly, telling the Good Heart Stone everything he saw:

The collapsed planet, the dead star, and the empty universe...

"Is it really like this?"

After listening to Mo Ling's story, the Good Heart Stone looked at the dust scattered around him in disappointment.

"Did you really see it?"

"I saw it." Mo Ling answered seriously.

The surrounding dead stones also gathered along the water flow. They all heard Mo Ling's story, but they still couldn't accept it.

"The petrification we have been pursuing is actually wrong?"

Most of the dead stones can't accept this fact.

"Are you deceiving us? You just don't want to share the whirlpool with us, so you said that, right?"

"The petrified dust is limited. You asked us not to petrify so that you could monopolize all the dust."

"What is nothingness, destruction... What do those things have to do with us? As long as we live long enough, what do those things mean?"

"I thought you would lead the tribe to petrify completely, but I didn't expect you to give up halfway. I misjudged you!"

The stone corpses were talking about it. The meaning of their insect life is to petrify continuously. Now it is impossible for them to give up petrification and "enjoy life".

They will only be angry because the petrification stops.

Mo Ling was powerless in the face of such doubts.

If he hadn't personally felt the fear of nothingness, he would not understand all this.

Mo Ling was silent, letting the stone corpses talk about it.

He looked at the noisy stone corpses quietly, as if he was watching a show...