"Qinglan, how did you know?" Li Qianxia asked curiously after regaining one head.
“It is impossible to record everything in all time and space, unless time and space come to an end—have you ever seen a printer that can print all the data? Data can never be printed out, and the only thing that will eventually break down is the printer.”
Therefore, the sage used his own body...
"But what is printed is 'omniscient'."
The voice paused for a moment, then said, "You're right. The 'Prophet' knew this path wouldn't work. Even after countless ages, I can only be considered a quasi-divine artifact now."
“It’s still fragments,” Yang Qinglan said.
{...fragments of a quasi-divine artifact.}
Yang Qinglan looked at Li Changzhou: "Let's just leave it here. A library that can't be searched will only waste people's time and isn't worth the risk."
Everyone understood what she meant.
'Prophets' (some) that lack search functionality only waste time, since knowing that knowledge is there and finding the knowledge you need are two completely different things.
Some people with weak willpower may even waste their time searching for answers.
For example, a celestial being nearing the end of their life might choose to search for answers in a database rather than take a desperate gamble, and might not find the information they want until the end of their lifespan.
At this point, you'll regret it and wonder: if I had taken a gamble back then, would I still have a chance?
Omniscience is dazzling, but it is also an abyss that leads to despair.
"You promised," the voice said.
"Don't worry, I'll take you away," Li Changzhou assured him.
Yang Qinglan didn't really intend to leave this quasi-divine artifact (incomplete) here; she just wanted to 'suppress' the newcomer and let her know that they had no need of her.
Regarding suppressing 'space lifeforms,' without relying on accurate data, I have three suggestions: First, lock down time; second, seal off space; third, try using those four arms.
{When you're settling accounts, pay attention to the items related to this. A single strike between saints involves a vast array of laws and power systems. Unless that ancient god has become a saint, he won't be a match for this attack.}
Si nodded: "I understand."
I'll try to look for it for you, but don't get your hopes up.
{If my current data were written down on paper, the paper would be enough to cover the entire Milky Way, equivalent to a cylinder with a diameter of at least 100,000 light-years and an average thickness of 1,000 light-years.}
Find a single sentence from here—no, even if we find Earth, let alone three thousand years, thirty thousand years or even three hundred thousand years might not be enough.
"Let's settle the accounts," Yang Qinglan said calmly.
Because of her previous reminder, the group wasn't too disappointed.
Moreover, having just obtained the artifact of creation, his curiosity was at its peak, and he wanted to see just how much information there was in the universe.
In the light, they disappeared from the sphere encased in blue ice.
Only the small bell remained suspended in place, its golden light rippling like sound waves.
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