Chapter 244 Myself on the Big Screen

The hand that the silver-haired old man extended to Su Wanqing was not an illusory projection, but a real entity with warmth.

She was led by that hand, passing through the chaotic flow of light and shadow, and finally landed in a strange space.

This is a perfect sphere. The surrounding walls are no longer chaotic energy, but like a huge screen, projecting the instantaneous images of billions of parallel universes.

The ground beneath her feet was solid and cool to the touch.

"Sit down." The old man's voice was a little tired.

Su Wanqing followed his instructions and sat down in the center of the space. The moment she sat down, countless images on the spherical wall around her shrank rapidly, eventually condensing into 187 small screens of the same size with numbers, surrounding her like a strange exhibition.

"I am not what you think." The old man explained, breaking the silence, "I am the consciousness that was preserved by the Weaver after the failure of the first reincarnation, an observer.

My task is to record and analyze the reasons for failure after each cycle, hoping to provide guidance for the next success."

Su Wanqing raised her head and looked at the screens. On each screen was her own face.

But the details are different. Some have neat short hair, some have long hair; some have eyes as firm as a stone, some are full of confusion; some have hideous scars on their faces.

She felt dizzy.

"187 reincarnations, 187 independent parallel universes."

The old man said slowly, "Every universe was born because of a decision you made, but failed because of a critical mistake."

He raised his hand and pointed to the screen numbered [1]. "In your first reincarnation, you chose the most direct resistance. As a result, everyone died."

On the screen, a young and energetic Su Wanqing is leading the survivors to charge towards the Weaver's mechanical army. The scene is tragic.

His finger slid to screen number [42] again. "This time, you chose to escape from Earth and build an interstellar spaceship.

But the Weavers easily pursued them to Mars, where the remaining humans were annihilated."

The screen switches to [76]. “This time, you try to negotiate with the Weaver.

The result was terrible, and you became their experimental subject and were studied for decades."

Finally, his finger stopped in front of the screen numbered [186]. That was the reincarnation that Su Wanqing had just experienced.

“Last time, you almost succeeded. You chose Lin Che as the core symbiote, but the fluctuations of your personal emotions… interfered with your final judgment, and the energy field collapsed at the critical moment.”

In the picture, she saw herself and Lin Che standing in front of the device and hugging each other, with the energy core right in front of them. The next second, the whole world was flooded by the white light that devoured humanity.

Su Wanqing subconsciously stretched out her hand and wanted to touch the screen, her fingertips trembling slightly.

“We…Lin Che and I…”

The old man nodded. "Yes. In every reincarnation, you will always find each other in various ways. This seems to be a fixed anchor point on the timeline that cannot be changed."

As soon as he finished speaking, 187 screens flashed at the same time, each playing the moment when Su Wanqing made the crucial decision in a different reincarnation.

She was surprised to discover a pattern that ran through all the failures.

In the third reincarnation scene, she pushed away Lu Zhao who wanted to come forward to help, and operated the device that was about to overload by herself.

In the 57th reincarnation, she concealed the huge risks of core fusion from everyone, saying only that it was a safe defense plan.

In the 124th reincarnation, she secretly injected precious gene protectors into everyone in the team, but did not leave any for herself.

No matter which universe she was in, no matter what desperate situation she faced, at the last moment, she chose to take all the responsibilities alone and push others away.

“Your failure is never because you chose the wrong person, but because you always try to solve everything by yourself.”

The voice of the guardian sounded in my ears, "A true anchor point is not a fulcrum that exists alone. It needs the support of other points and is connected into a network to stabilize the entire space and time."

Su Wanqing looked at herself in those pictures, those lonely and resolute backs, and suddenly understood something.

"I always thought that as long as I sacrificed myself, I could protect everyone...but in fact, I was denying them the right to make their own choices."

The guardian smiled, as if he was relieved. "For the 187th time, you finally understood. Anchoring is never a question of 'who', but a question of 'how'."

At this moment, the entire spherical space began to vibrate violently, spider-web-like cracks appeared on the surrounding barriers, and turbulent energy seeped in from the gaps.

"We don't have much time." The Guardian's expression became anxious. "The fusion of the core is reshaping this timeline. You will soon be sent back to a new critical node."

He walked quickly forward, held Su Wanqing's hand, and a gentle energy passed over.

"This reincarnation will be different from all the previous ones. This is because the three cores of gold, silver, and red have completely merged, forming a true time anchor in your body.

You will have greater abilities and more complete memories than ever before."

"Will I go back to the beginning of the apocalypse?" Su Wanqing asked anxiously.

The guardian shook his head. "No, earlier. You have to go back to a point in time that is early enough to completely change the final trajectory. Judging from the energy fluctuations of the system fusion, you will probably go back to around the 30th day before the outbreak of the apocalypse."

The turbulence became more violent, and the image of the guardian began to become blurred and transparent under the impact of energy.

An unnumbered, already dim screen suddenly lit up at this moment.

The picture shows a futuristic city and a laboratory. Su Wanqing recognized that it was a laboratory that was countless times more advanced than Lu Zhao's.

A group of scientists in white uniforms are surrounding a huge machine.

"The space-time structure is about to collapse. We have no choice." One of the leading scientists said, "We must activate the 'Weaver' protocol. This is our last attempt."

"If we fail," another scientist objected vehemently, "we will not only lose the present, but also destroy the past!"

"If successful, we will save the entire timeline." The leading scientist no longer hesitated and pressed the start button, "Let them in the future find the answers we have lost."

The guardian noticed her gaze and his expression became complicated.

"That was the moment when the Weavers were born. Future humans created them in the hope of repairing the rifts in time and space that were on the verge of collapse."

Su Wanqing felt a chill. "What we are fighting against... is something we created ourselves?"

"Yes." The Guardian sighed, "What was supposed to be a tool has evolved into an autonomous consciousness during countless space-time repairs, and has begun to act according to its own logic.

The Weaver believes that finding and preserving the optimal timeline is the only solution, but it ignores the most important point - human freedom of choice. "

This realization completely overturned Su Wanqing's view and made her more determined to succeed.

The collapse of space can no longer be stopped.

"Remember!" The Guardian's voice became intermittent in the violent turbulence, "Don't make the same mistake again. A true anchor needs the support of a network! Trust your team and face everything with them... Also, be careful of the 'Time Observers'... They... will..."

His voice was completely swallowed up by the sharp whistling sound. Su Wanqing felt a severe dizziness, and the entire spherical space collapsed. Her consciousness was pulled by an irresistible force and fell into endless darkness.