I, a cultivator, have ended up in the wizarding world

Chapter 570 The Silent Abyss

Deep within the information dimension.

A pure white sea of ​​light surged wildly.

In that network composed of countless information beings, an unprecedented fluctuation is spreading.

That's not some independent consciousness, but a kind of "consensus".

The highest consensus algorithm.

This is the core of information-based biological civilization, the ultimate decision-making mechanism that they have evolved and accumulated over tens of millions of years.

When faced with a crisis that cannot be handled alone, the computing power of all nodes will converge instantly, reach a consensus in the shortest possible time, and then execute the action. At this point, consensus has been reached.

[Solution: Isolation, abandonment.]

In the sea of ​​light, the three areas infected by the virus suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

All connections—physical, quantum, and causal—were severed in the same instant.

Millions of information creatures that crashed here after being poisoned were abandoned without hesitation.

They became "necrotic sectors".

Those information beings are still struggling, still trying to use computing power to analyze the virus, and still instinctively seeking help from those around them.

But the network has been disconnected, and they have become isolated islands, left to face the rampant information plague all by themselves.

Then, they started to break down.

One after another, blue entropy brains emerged from their collapsing cores and floated in a pure white sea of ​​light.

In just a few minutes, the three areas changed from pure white to light blue, and then from light blue to dark blue.

Soon, in the wizards' view, this area of ​​the information plane near the ship's plane turned into a blue ocean.

At the same time, the entire information biological network began to push updates frantically.

The "Malicious Information Blocking Patch" scans all nodes for transmitted information in real time, immediately isolating and reporting any malicious features detected. The "Connection Masquerade Protocol" allows each node to randomly change its connection frequency, causing connection-tracking attacks to lose their target.

Deep within the pure white sea of ​​light, countless information fluctuations surged like a tide.

That's them upgrading, adapting, and evolving.

On the ship's position surface, on the observation platform.

Jemin stared at the area on the screen that had suddenly turned blue, his pupils contracting as he immediately realized what it meant.

"They cut the connection."

Martin stood beside him, his gaze calm: "The reaction was quick, and decisive enough. Three regional nodes were abandoned without hesitation."

"Those are millions of information beings," a level seven wizard murmured. "Just like that... we give up?"

"For them, this is the optimal solution." Another level seven wizard took a deep breath. "The advantage of a flat network is this—there is no individual consciousness, only the interests of the whole. Sacrificing millions to save the entire civilization is a very worthwhile deal for the entire race. They will calculate this result and execute it in an instant."

Martin nodded, then suddenly smiled.

"But this also means... those entropy brains are now ours."

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the many high-level wizards who had just been discussing lit up, and even Jemin couldn't help but feel a little tempted. He turned around, and his voice instantly spread throughout the entire ship plane via the magic network terminal.

"Everyone, listen up!"

Countless wizards looked up at the same time.

"As previously divided, the different teams will advance in sequence. The first team, carrying building materials and prefabricated magic arrays, will enter the information plane and establish an outpost camp in the blue area!"

"The second team is responsible for collecting Entropy Brains! Not a single one can be missed!"

"The third echelon, along with any elite combat units that arrive as reinforcements, will proceed with me to the forward camp to take command!"

"All wizards of level six and above, immediately compile statistics on the effects of the spells tested just now, and mark all the spells that could cause information creatures to crash."

Jemin couldn't help but nod in agreement. He had also realized that, in practical terms, crashing these informational creatures was more effective than letting them collapse naturally.

The moment the order was given, the entire ship's dock erupted in excitement.

Countless figures soared into the air, rushing towards the enormous black crack.

Some carried folded magic circle bases, some dragged spatial equipment filled with building materials, and others summoned giant golems to act as porters. Jemin was also about to set off when Martin called him back.

"Come with me to the outpost camp."

Jemin was taken aback: "Me?"

"Yes." Martin looked at him. "Those witchcraft ideas were yours. The information creatures will definitely make some big moves next. You're on the front lines, adjusting the plan according to their changes."

Jemin nodded without refusing.

A moment later, he and a dozen high-ranking wizards passed through the rift and stepped into the information plane.

He was once again engulfed by pure white light.

But this time, it felt completely different.

The surroundings were no longer that deathly still purity.

A restless atmosphere hung in the air—though the information beings had severed the connection, they were still in the distance, still watching this place. Jemin looked up into the distance.

The blue entropy ocean of brains was not far ahead, densely packed and stretching as far as the eye could see.

Meanwhile, those information beings that were still functioning normally had retreated to a deeper level.

Their sea of ​​light surged in the distance, like a giant beast poised to pounce.

"Start construction!"

The wizard's shouts came from behind.

Jemin turned around and saw countless building materials pouring out of the space equipment.

A wizard directly manipulated information to form a piece of land around them, the magic circle base took root, and the runes shone brightly; energy nodes were activated one by one, and began to draw elements from the surrounding environment; defensive barriers expanded layer by layer, covering this blue area.

The wizards were incredibly efficient.

In just half a minute, a fully functional outpost camp had taken shape.

Meanwhile, the teams collecting entropy brains are even more frantic.

The blue crystals were picked up one by one, sorted, registered, and boxed.

Some people were grinning from ear to ear, while others were so excited their hands were shaking.

This is a magical object that can help people organize their knowledge; it's a lifeline for wizards stuck in a bottleneck.

Standing at the edge of the camp, looking at the blue ocean, Jemin felt a vague unease in his heart.

Everything went too smoothly.

Are the reactions of those information beings really just as simple as cutting off an arm to survive?

Just then, he suddenly felt a pang of heart palpitation.

Jemin suddenly looked up into the depths of the information dimension.

Not only him, but the other high-ranking wizards also raised their heads with solemn expressions.

There, the once surging sea of ​​pure white light suddenly stopped.

Then, those lights began to converge.

Countless information beings poured in from all directions, and their individuals began to merge.

Each individual contributes their computing power, their memories, and their understanding of wizards.

Those insights converge into an ocean, and those computing powers coalesce into a mountain.

The light grew brighter and brighter, becoming increasingly dazzling.

Then, a humanoid silhouette began to emerge, its terrifying presence enough for everyone to perceive even from an extremely vast distance. In fact, once the creature's form reached a certain point, it seemed as if the entire information plane was reflecting its posture.

Gazing at the mirage-like reflection in the far distance, Jemin's pupils suddenly contracted.

That was a "person".

An existence composed entirely of information, yet presenting a perfect human form.

It stands a hundred meters tall, its entire body radiating white light, its features blurred but revealing a certain majesty.

It stood there, like an embodiment of a dimension.

The moment this humanoid creature was formed, the surrounding "information" trembled.

Those originally stable pure white seas of light are now spinning wildly around it, forming huge vortexes of information.

Each vortex leads to a node deep within the plane, and each node supplies power to it.

"What is that...?"

A wizard beside him murmured, his voice trembling.

But Jemin subconsciously glanced at the wizard Martin beside him.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but despite the huge difference in size and the fact that the humanoid information creature clearly didn't have a face, he felt that the creature's "image" was very similar to that of the wizard Martin.

wrong!

Jemin immediately realized that it wasn't similar, it was the same!

This creature has been mimicking the messages of the wizard Martin since its inception!

On the other side, various pieces of information are constantly flashing within the highest consensus algorithm of the information organism.

[Warning! A large number of individuals have been confirmed dead!]

[Revenge, revenge, revenge, revenge, revenge, revenge, revenge...]

[Cost confirmed, production of oversized units begins!]

Codename: Silent Abyss

Jemin stared at the humanoid creature, countless pieces of information flashing through his mind... or rather, a large amount of information was constantly being poured into his mind from that phantom.

The "high-level defense unit" of information organisms.

The ultimate weapon, temporarily fused together at the cost of sacrificing a large number of individuals.

Its body contains all the information records of the entire information biological civilization regarding the "wizard" invader: data from every battle, analysis of every spell, and tracking of every causal thread.

It knows all the wizard's weaknesses.

It also knows how to kill the wizard.

"This thing... is basically a moving tombstone!" Jemin couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Indeed, by forcibly disseminating information to the surroundings in this way, it is clear that this so-called high-level information creature of the Silent Abyss also serves as a tombstone.

As I pondered this, the fully formed, silent abyss in the reflected scene stirred.

It raised its right hand and pointed gently forward.

Even though the enemy was far away at the core of the plane, and the two sides were separated by an immense distance, in an instant, Jemin felt that the surrounding information environment had completely changed. The originally stable elements began to stir, the originally clear laws began to blur, and the originally solid causal lines began to twist. The power of the entire plane was being mobilized by it.

The defensive arrays at the outpost camp flickered wildly, and the alarms blared shrilly.

Martin the Wizard appeared beside Jemin, his gaze fixed on the enormous figure in the distance.

"That's interesting."

His voice remained calm, but Jemin could detect a hint of seriousness in it.