Free Web NovelSubsequent experiments showed that once faith is deeply bound to the collective mind that nurtures it, a unique resistance to rules is generated.
This resistance cannot be explained by conventional physical or energy models; it is more like an instinctive resistance of existence itself to being negated.
The data recorded in detail the manifestations, trigger conditions, and maintenance strength of this resistance, even including several theoretical interference schemes that could weaken or strip this binding.
One of these schemes involved using the resonance of specific rule frequencies to gradually dilute the bond of resonance between faith and the mind, transforming it into ownerless energy that could be extracted.
“They really did find a way,” Bai Cheng said softly, starlight swirling in her silver eyes. “But the Old Observers eventually sealed this data.”
The recording continued.
In the later stages of the experiment, internal disagreements arose among the Old Observers. One faction believed this faith resistance was a rule anomaly that shouldn't exist in the universe and should be studied until fully controlled;
The other faction began to question the rationality of the stripping experiment itself, believing that forcibly severing the bond between faith and the mind was a destruction of the essence of existence.
The debate yielded no conclusion, and the Old Observers collectively departed for a grander reason.
The Validation Field was closed, and these raw data were encrypted and sealed, remaining in stasis here until today.
Qingniao stared at the diagrams of the stripping schemes, lightning crackling in her eyes. “Luckily they didn't keep going. If the World Government got their hands on this...”
“They are trying to get it right now,” Zi Yuan’s voice was cold. “We must destroy or take this data.”
Bai Cheng shook her head. “Direct «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» destruction might trigger the Validation Field's ultimate protection protocol, and we'd be trapped here. And taking all the data is too much; the dawn's resonance container can't carry it.”
She pressed her hand lightly on the Scroll of Light, the glow of the oath of starlight reaching deep into the data stream.
“We won't destroy it, nor will we take it all. We will do two things.”
“First, we will add our own validation records into this raw data.”
A warm light emanated from Bai Cheng's fingertips—the resonance marks gathered by the Starfire Archives along its journey.
From collecting the first echo, to lighting up the Silent Quadrant, to guarding the faith heart tree.
These marks were gently woven into the key nodes of the old data, like writing marginalia in new ink on ancient parchment.
“When the World Government or other entities try to read this data, they won't just see the Old Observers' experimental records; they will also see proof of the Starfire Archives's existence and examples of the resilience of the bond between faith and the mind.
This will form an informational hedge, weakening the theoretical purity of the stripping scheme.”
“Second, we need to copy the core's key parameters and the conceptual overview of the interference scheme, but delete the specific technical implementation details and frequency keys.
Let those who come after know what is possible, but not exactly how to do it.” Bai Cheng looked at Zi Yuan. “This requires precise resonance cutting. Can you do it?”
Zi Yuan's mechanical eye lit up with a faint blue light. “I can. But it will take time—about eight minutes.”
“Qingniao, maintain the stability field and be ready to handle data disturbances at any moment.” Bai Cheng nodded. “Let's begin.” freewёbnoνel.com
Zi Yuan stepped forward. Her long blade remained sheathed, but her blade intent had already transformed into countless microscopic silver threads, probing into the data stream of the Scroll of Light.
Like the most exquisite weaver, she precisely isolated the connection points between the core principles and implementation details within the vast ocean of information, then used resonance frequency as a blade to gently cut them apart.
The lightning network around Qingniao's body vibrated slightly, absorbing and neutralizing all the minor fluctuations generated during the data cutting.
Inside the entire Stasis Vault, there was only the near-hallucinatory hum of the data stream silently reorganizing.
Bai Cheng continued to inject the resonance marks of the Starfire Archives.
Those warm, life-filled fluctuations were like fresh spring water flowing into an ice river, quietly changing the quality of this data domain.
Time passed minute by minute.
The moment Zi Yuan finished stripping the last segment of technical details, the entire crystal body of the Stasis Vault suddenly shuddered.
It wasn't an alarm, but a deeper tremor, as if being startled awake from a long slumber.
In the distance of the Data Galaxy, those silver bands of light that had been flowing regularly began to show discordant fluctuations.
Deep within the Validation Field, some more ancient consciousness seemed to have sensed the modification of the Stasis Vault and was slowly waking up.
“Finished.” Zi Yuan sheathed her intent; her voice remained steady, but fine beads of sweat had broken out on her forehead.
Bai Cheng stored the core data package, now integrated with new marks and blurred technical details, into a special page of the book of commonality.
The page emitted a faint gold and silver glow, sealing it stably.
“Withdraw,” she ordered concisely.
The three quickly retreated to the dawn. Just as the ship left the range of the Stasis Vault, the crystal was once again covered by layers of encryption runes, returning to its original silent state. But if an expert in rules were to examine it closely, they would find at its deepest core a trace of a nearly imperceptible warm echo belonging to this era.
The dawn sped back along the path it came. Behind them, the fluctuations of the Data Galaxy became more and more obvious, as if the entire Validation Field was waking from deep sleep, trying to understand everything that had just happened.
The exit of the Mirror Refraction Channel reopened ahead, and Leng Ningxue's voice came through: “Hurry! Rule disturbances are rising rapidly!”
The ship turned into a streak of light and plunged into the ice-blue channel.
Just a moment before the channel closed, they seemed to hear a distant, long low cry—part sigh, part confusion—coming from the deepest part of the Validation Field.
Then, everything returned to silence.
The dawn slid out of the channel, returning to that desolate star region of sparse stardust.
Behind them, the space-time turbulence remained, and the silhouette of the Chained Planet rotated slowly in the distance, as if nothing had happened.
Inside the bridge, the three were silent for a moment.
Qingniao let out a long breath and slumped into her seat. “We're finally out. That place was more exhausting than fighting the Judgment Legion.”
Zi Yuan lightly wiped her long blade, the light in her mechanical eye returning to its normal speed.
Bai Cheng flipped open the book of commonality and looked at the gold and silver page. The data sealed within was both a bargaining chip to counter the threat of the World Government and a special echo recording the confusion of the old era and the choices of the new.
She looked up in the direction of the Archives.
“Return. The World Government is still waiting, and the Faith Nebula still needs protection. And in our hands, we have one more old lamp to light the way forward.”
The dawn turned its course, engines humming as it sailed toward home.
Outside the window, the Star Abyss was vast; that brief ripple in the Data Galaxy didn't seem to leave much of a mark in this infinite darkness.
But some changes had already occurred.
At the deepest part of the Stasis Vault, beside that modified raw data, a microscopic point of light condensed from the Starlight mark floated quietly.
Like a seed belonging to the future, quietly planted within the experimental records of days past.
