Mr. Melancholy Wants to Live a Peaceful Life - Chap 120

You Zhengping felt his body being torn into innumerable particles even smaller than atoms. These particles passed through layer after layer of spatial shield to charge towards an unknown farther shore.

The unknown was frightening. It was fearful to become something that far surpassed your understanding. But unexpectedly, You Zhengping wasn’t scared at all, because he could feel that Yu Hua was up ahead.

Yu Hua had just told Director Xiao that You Zhengping’s probability of survival was 30%, while Yu Hua’s own was only 1%. But You Zhengping didn’t believe that.

He hadn’t questioned Yu Hua’s calculations. He had only thought, if my chances are 30% and Yu Hua’s are 1%, then doesn’t that make 31 put together?

And according to the Protectors’ theory of unity, one and one made far more than two. So added together, they had to have at least a 50% chance.

Also, You Zhengping fundamentally didn’t believe in the law of probability. A die had six sides. The probability that three dice would all come out six was the cube of 1/6, approximately 0.46%, even lower than the probability of survival Yu Hua had said.

But in reality, there were still people who could get all sixes, and not only 4.6 times in a thousand throws, but on their first try.

According to You Zhengping’s theory, probability was only a mathematical calculation. When it came to reality, the only probabilities were 100% and 0%. If you won, that was 100%. If you lost, that was 0%. All numbers between these two were empty talk.

In the final analysis, it was a multiple choice question between life and death. Therefore, the probability was 50%. There was no problem.

While crossing, You Zhengping used his faulty logic to deny Yu Hua’s law of probability.

What he didn’t know was that, shuttling through the multidimensional cosmos, he and Yu Hua had become particles, and their thoughts and bodies were twined together. Yu Hua could clearly sense what You Zhengping was thinking.

Yu Hua, who had been restraining himself the whole time, “heard” You Zhengping insisting on calculating the probability as 50% and finally couldn’t resist laughing softly.

This soft laughter passed through some mysterious power exchange and came to You Zhengping’s heart.

What are you laughing at, You Zhengping thought in exasperation.

Nothing. I was thinking you were making a lot of sense. When humans do something, there’s only 100% or 0%. Yu Hua transmitted his thoughts to You Zhengping.

Why aren’t we there yet after this long? You Zhengping asked.

It’s only been a moment. But our condition now is near light-speed. In this moment, time has no meaning, Yu Hua answered.

Then tell me, what should I do next? You Zhengping asked.

I’ll go handle the System. You follow the world law’s lead, use the gathered power of the Source Project to protect all the levelers. Don’t worry about not being able to find them. The Destroyers’ mental force will guide you, Yu Hua answered.

After answering You Zhengping’s question, Yu Hua wrapped him up in his energy and with sudden great speed charged out of the spatial barrier, coming to a place of nothingness—coming in front of the System.

After reaching their target, Yu Hua and You Zhengping were restored to their bodies. Yu Hua pushed You Zhengping out of the core area and left him with a message: Remember your mission.

You Zhengping was thrown out all of a sudden. He wanted to follow Yu Hua inside, but he was blocked by an invisible barrier.

Yu Hua had once again cast him aside and gone to face the System himself.

You Zhengping clenched his teeth and used his mental force to investigate the strange space.

The vastness of the space exceeded his capacity for understanding. Humans were beings that lived in 3D. The only dimensions they could understand were length, width, and height. Outside of this range—when time became a dimension, for example—they were unable to understand.

In this area, all You Zhengping could sense was vast and boundless darkness. The stillness was extreme.

He didn’t even know what there was here; even more, he didn’t know where Yu Hua had gone.

He also didn’t understand how he should use the power to protect the levelers. All at sea, You Zhengping went in circles where he was. He couldn’t tell direction at all.

At this moment, he could only hand everything over to his instincts.

He couldn’t see or hear anything anyway. You Zhengping shut off his sight and sound and devoted himself wholeheartedly to feeling.

Mixed in among the Protectors’ powers were those of Zhen Li and the other Destroyers. They were all dispersed, like rays of light that didn’t fit in. They were obvious in You Zhengping’s thought group.

After noticing the existence of these powers, You Zhengping instantly opened his eyes. He had shut off his sight, so there should have been nothing in front of his eyes, but amid the blackness, he “saw” points of light corresponding to Zhen Li and the others.

These points of light were very far away, scattered among different worlds, at such distances that there was no way to “see” them with the naked eye. Only feeling could seize them. They were tied by innumerable threads. The source of these threads was the place where Yu Hua had just gone. The origin of the System!

What he had to do was prevent the System from disturbing these points of light, not letting the System control the levelers to disturb Yu Hua.

The source of the ties to the points of light was enormous, so enormous that You Zhengping doubted that the System had a boundary. And there were so many points of light. You Zhengping even suspected that there were more points of light than stars in the Milky Way.

But that didn’t matter. He currently possessed all the power of the world’s Protectors. He could create a space that was also boundlessly large.

This wasn’t producing a space that could cover a certain area. It was using the points of light as a guide to create a boundless, formless space that could divide the points of light from the System!

Helped by the world law and all the Protectors, with the Destroyer’s power as a guide, an invisible space slowly opened and swelled limitlessly, holding all of the levelers.

At the same time, the System could clearly sense the levelers losing contact one after another. It wanted to stop the spread of this space, but it was held back by Yu Hua.

Yu Hua had absorbed the System’s power. This meant that the System was within the scope of his “control.” Of course, the System was too powerful and controlled too many worlds. Even though he could “control” It, It would be hard to hold. This was the ancient principle of an emperor being attacked by a powerful minister.

At this moment, Yu Hua and the System were contending not with types of power, but with sources of power. Whoever had the strongest power would thoroughly annihilate the other.

But Yu Hua, who had released everything, hadn’t chosen a form of power that consumed. Again and again, he used enormous power to attack the System, forcing the System to use power just as great to counterattack. The two powers cancelled each other out, dispersing in the vast cosmos.

Each energy attack caused Yu Hua and the System considerable harm. They were using the method of mutually exhausting each other, fighting with no thought for anything else.

Before, Yu Hua hadn’t dared to give free play to all his power for fear of future consequences. Now, with the help of countless people, what did he have to be afraid of?

He had spent his life enduring and scheming. Now he could fight with all his strength. It was actually a kind of pleasure.

Yu Hua was pleased, but the System wasn’t happy at all. Its power was being constantly eroded, the pieces It had held had vanished, and in front of It was an enemy It had battled for thousands of years without either being able to best the other.

The fading power made the System feel an emotion It hadn’t experienced in a long time—panic.

There was no way to verify what the System’s original form had been. Perhaps It was a celestial body that had attained self-awareness and had followed Its instincts to absorb all the energy around It to expand Its sphere of influence; perhaps It was the law of some world that, when the world had grown to a certain degree of power, had begun to consume and erode the laws of other worlds; perhaps It had even been a powerful person like Yu Hua, and when It had understood the true essence of power, It had become a superhuman being, discarding all Its feeling, becoming a god.

No matter which it was, the System shouldn’t have feelings.

Just like when Yu Hua had killed his companions and had felt no sorrow in his heart, only the instinct to absorb everyone’s power.

The appearance of the feeling of “panic” showed that the System was gradually losing Its divinity.

Why? Amid one energy attack after another, the System used the universe’s oldest language to send Yu Hua a message.

“You can ask why?” Yu Hua used human language to answer. “I thought that beings of law could use calculations to know all.”

Cannot calculate. Unable to comprehend. Growing weaker and weaker, the System continued sending out messages.

“Unable to comprehend what?” Yu Hua asked. “You held each leveler’s weak point, precisely broke down their humanity, forced them at each branching path to deviate from the path of good. You understand human emotion so well, so what is it that you are unable to comprehend?”

Those were optimal answers according to calculations. You, there is no way to comprehend, no way to calculate. It should not be this way. The System released countless error codes of failed calculations.

Yu Hua ignored these error codes. The better part of his power was also gone, but he was calm, even glad. He casually said, “But I think that every step I’ve taken has been completely normal.”

The code released by the System became more and more disorderly. It “said”: Assembly is instinct, pursuing great power is instinct. Discarding emotion, becoming a being above intelligent life forms is the origin of desire. You—turned your back on your abilities, sealed your power, abandoned eternal life. Calculation error. Calculation error. Calculation error.

The three “errors” made the System’s calculations even more disordered. Yu Hua took this opportunity to get out his “rule writer.” In the gap between the System’s calculations, he wrote a rule.

When this rule appeared, in the center of a certain world among the worlds that Yu Hua had reached during his second cycle, an extraordinary splendor burst into bloom.

Why?! Why would you abandon eternal life and choose to live like an insect? You could have created a new space, become an eternal ruler! came the System’s hysterical message.

What It wanted to ask was, Why would you willingly abandon such great power to oppose me?

Yu Hua was unmoved. He heaved a long, weary sigh. “In your eyes, what does eternity mean? Is it discarding all emotions and living forever and ever? I’ve had enough of living like that.”

3,841 worlds, a body that would never grow old, constantly expanding power, gradually failing humanity—this seemed to be time and space without meaning.

When a person could live forever, when all of time was the path beneath his feet, when time lost its meaning, when his life no longer passed—what remained to him?

All that remained was to have his humanity swallowed by power, as well as never-ending solitude and loneliness.

He had taken the System’s power because he had wanted to end that loneliness, planning to go step by step towards his grave.

But on this last stretch of road, he had unexpectedly seen a rainbow.

Yu Hua’s voice was incomparably soft. “There’s something you’re wrong about. I didn’t abandon eternity. Xiao You ended my endless march.”

Author’s Note
Yu Hua: Time on its own has no meaning. It’s Xiao You who has given it meaning.