How I Reached the Pinnacle of Life by Picking Up Scraps in Ancient Times

Lin Yue, a medical slacker from Beijing Normal University's Medical Research Institute, was sucked into a strange door by a mysterious force just because she casually complained a few words.

Chapter 101: The Red and Blue Cage of the Entropy Tide

As the spaceship passed through a reorganized sea of ​​entropy-balanced flowers, Lin Yue spotted countless "entropy-balanced seeds" floating outside the porthole. These seeds, composed of entropy-balanced consciousness and fluid, were etched with spiraling entropy curves. When the seeds encountered a suitable cosmic environment, a new cycle of entropy change blossomed. This time, the cycle was no longer a prison, but a crucible for the evolution of energy and consciousness. A fragment of the consciousness of the "Anchor of Time" flickered at the seed's core, and his voice echoed through the resonance of entropy balance: "The fluid never intended to dominate; it simply materialized the observer's fear of 'irreversibility.' When fear transforms into acceptance, entropy change becomes the engine of creation."

At the edge of the entropic universe, the spiral mark on the back of Lin Yue's neck underwent another evolution. The golden lines merged with the silver-gray entropy balance symbol, forming a double helix—the inner spiral a Möbius strip of closed causal loops, the outer spiral a mirrored pyramid of nested dimensions. Between them flowed a stream of red and blue light, reflecting entropy balance. At the center was a rotating entropy balance seed, surrounded by twelve layers of entropy-changing light bands. The gear mark at the center of the entropy balance formed an Ouroboros at the edge of the star map. Half of the snake burned with the red flame of increasing entropy, while the other half was condensed with the blue ice of decreasing entropy. Where the two intersected, a new symbol of hope was born.

"Next coordinate: 'Quantum Foam Universe' numbered 333." Lu Li's coding hand pointed to an area on the star map that was flashing with countless probability clouds. "The space-time structure there is composed of quantum foam. All events exist in a probabilistic superposition state. The dark purple fluid is weaving a 'probability cage' in the gaps between the foam." The remains of the calico cat's gear collar suddenly emitted a high-frequency resonance, and a waveform of a quantum superposition state emerged between the gears. The dark purple shadow of the fluid was faintly visible in each branch of the wave function.

The spacecraft's engines unleashed a stream of energy, a fusion of causal frequencies, dimensional resonance, and entropy-balancing energies, breaking through the edge of the entropic universe. Lin Yue gripped the evolved Star Track baton tightly. The spiral gears at its tip spun at the entropy-balancing frequency, each layer engraved with the key to the laws of a different universe. She knew that with each passage through a fluid-corroded universe, the truth about the observer and the fluid was revealed a layer further. The light of the spiral imprint gradually converged into a beacon illuminating the primordial sea, waiting to capture the ultimate frequency that would harmonize all chaos within the probabilistic mist of quantum foam...