"I, the hell... what do I understand!
Can we speak human language? You're talking about cultivation knowledge, but you've jumped straight into sci-fi. How could I possibly understand?
'I don't understand,' Wan Lei told the truth.
'Why are you so stupid? For example, if you throw this thing into the enemy ranks on the battlefield, the enemy will quickly become two-dimensional beings. To the three-dimensional world, two dimensions are equivalent to non-existence.
If you come into contact with the Black and White Foil, you will essentially disappear immediately. Or rather, not disappear immediately. If you face us flatly, we can still see you, but we cannot touch you because you have no thickness, no mass.
You also cannot communicate with us anymore, which is equivalent to not existing.
Of course, if the Black and White Foil erupts, we will all become two-dimensional beings. Memes are unreasonable and do not care how strong your cultivation is.'
'Oh, so that thing can't erupt, and it can't be touched. Touching it means death, right?
So how did this thing appear in the Origin Plane? And why hasn't it erupted? I recall that memes only appear in chaotic planes when they are on the brink of death. As the most powerful plane, the Origin Plane should not have memes.'
Wan Lei looked at the grayish-white squirrel.
'Yes, this is originally a meme from above the Sea of Bitterness. You also know about the birth, aging, sickness, and death of all universes in the Prime Plane. All universes are born from the Origin Plane and initially emerge as Medium-Spirit Planes, still very immature.
For example, the Thunderwind Realm is a Medium-Spirit Plane in the areas surrounding the Origin Plane.
As time passes, these planes will gradually grow into High-Spirit Planes. Not far from the Thunderwind Realm is the High-Spirit Plane, the Myriad Fire Plane. These two planes are at the boundary between High-Spirit and nascent Medium-Spirit.
High-Spirit Planes are the peak, and then they will gradually decay, devolve into Medium-Spirit Planes, and gradually be expelled outwards.
Then come Low-Spirit Planes, No-Spirit Planes, until finally, they are about to die and become chaotic planes.
With chaotic rules and a dying Universe Heart, all sorts of unruled and illogical memes appear until the universe completely dies and is excreted by the Prime Plane into the Sea of Bitterness.
The Sea of Bitterness, to put it bluntly, is a garbage dump that receives all the excrement expelled by the Prime Plane.
But this excrement consists of memes.
The Sea of Bitterness has no rules, no energy, and naturally becomes a paradise for memes.
This Black and White Foil is a meme from the Sea of Bitterness.
Logically, no matter how strong a meme is, it cannot break through the barrier of the Prime Plane. However, this Black and White Foil is too special. It has no thickness itself; it is almost a thing with only one side, basically non-existent.
The barrier of the Origin Plane is three-dimensional and can resist any three-dimensional being, but it cannot resist two-dimensional things. How can something non-existent be blocked?
Therefore, the spatial barrier is like nothing to the Black and White Foil; it can directly enter.
And this area is the very edge of the Immortal Realm, bordering the Sea of Bitterness, so after the Black and White Foil entered, it remained in this area.'
'I understand. So why hasn't it erupted?'
'Because of the rules of the Prime Plane! The rules of the Origin Plane are the most powerful and complete. Its rules forbid the appearance of memes, but it cannot kill memes itself.
So, it uses rules to suppress and seal the Black and White Foil. No matter how much matter or energy cannot resist the Black and White Foil, the equally intangible and formless rules can.
Under the suppression of the Origin Plane's rules, the Black and White Foil cannot erupt at all. It can only affect a small area, which is why it's called the Black and White Forbidden Zone.
Because the Black and White Foil has always been suppressed here, cosmic celestial bodies that pass by, such as meteorites and asteroids, are gradually polluted and intercepted by it, thus forming these celestial bodies.
This area has been polluted by the Black and White Foil. Even if it's fine for a short time, over a longer period, smaller creatures like us will gradually be influenced into becoming two-dimensional. That's why this area is designated as a forbidden zone.
I don't know what methods those criminal organizations in the Land of Sin used to open the seal of the celestial body, but there must be a powerful force secretly assisting them.
Our mission this time is: first, to rescue the Son of the Immortal Venerable; second, to eliminate the criminal organizations; third, to investigate who is behind them; and fourth, to retrieve the Black and White Foil.'
'Who would support them in taking the Black and White Foil? This thing can't be touched, only suppressed by rules. And what's the use of taking it out? It can't erupt in the Origin Plane, and its power is limited.'
'It must have other uses, but I have a rule-based artifact that can seal the Black and White Foil. Now, let's go rescue them first. After sealing the Black and White Foil, we'll slowly investigate the truth.'
'Understood.'
The fleet flew rapidly within the celestial tunnel. For a full hour, they saw no enemies.
After flying for an unknown duration, their vision suddenly opened up, and they had arrived at the core part of the celestial body.
This was a vast space, with celestial body walls all around and countless passages. In more than a dozen nearby passages, battleships from the Five Element Hall were also flying out.
Looking up towards the central area, the scene was incredibly shocking.
Countless cultivators and battleships flew densely in mid-air, firing fiercely in one direction, attacking desperately.
All lasers, beams, and cannonballs were affected and turned black and white, but this did not affect their power, and they all exploded in the central area.
And the very center was even more tragic.
It was filled with tens of thousands of layered corpses. Looking further inside, Wan Lei saw many traces of formations, fragments of defensive shields, and the wreckage of fixed artillery pieces, extending layer upon layer towards the central area.
It seemed that the defensive positions of the Four Little Ones had been continuously breached over the past six months, forcing them to retreat and re-establish their positions.
Now, their positions were only a few zhang in size, their formations riddled with holes, and many of the circular defensive formations had collapsed.
At this moment, the Four Little Ones, clad in the Five Luminary Battle Armor, were holding weapons such as cannons and laser guns, cooperating with the weapons on the defensive positions, and fiercely exchanging fire with millions of enemies.
A tattered spaceship floated in the sky. Vaguely, Dadah could be seen in the cockpit, roaring and controlling the ship's mounted weapons to attack the enemy.
The Four Little Ones faced in four directions, their backs to each other. In the center of them was a palm-sized paper slip of black and white.
The Black and White Foil.
For the past six months, they had been desperately guarding the Black and White Foil, preventing the enemy from seizing it. Even as they were pushed back, they never considered escaping.