"I understand Master's meaning."
After a long while, Hatsune Miku spoke, having completely grasped Su Mo's way of thinking. "In this world, even the concept of science itself will wither away, let alone eternal life built upon its foundations."
When the premise is flawed, all methods of achieving eternal life are nothing more than trying to catch the moon in the water, setting up a pillar in a painting, or viewing flowers in a fog—destined to wither along with the world.
Under this premise, methods like mechanical ascension, consciousness uploading, and genetic modification become highly suspect. The rules of the universe are immutable; even longevity is subject to unstoppable attrition. Therefore, these methods that could theoretically grant eternal life would either have to redefine the concept of "longevity" or redefine the concept of "person."
By the time the goal is achieved in name, what has attained eternal life will certainly not be Su Mo's own consciousness, but something much more alien. And under the great law that even the universe must obey, even this self-altering, alien thing is ultimately destined to wither away.
It was precisely because he saw this end at a glance that Su Mo was resistant to the field of science, placing it at the lowest priority. If he hadn't found the opportunity in mysticism, he would not have invested in the scientific field.
"As expected of Master!" the AI praised with sincere admiration.
Such a perspective, transcending the limitations of time, space, and concepts, was established years ago when he was still an ordinary person. Even she, in her current state, could not see the limits of his comprehension.
However, Hatsune Miku still had some unresolved doubts.
"But even if the scientific path is not feasible, the probability of the mystical path appearing is too small, isn't it? In fact, all current data proves that there are no mystical rules in this world."
Having mastered all the data of this world, she was certain that, besides herself and her master, there were no other products in this world that did not conform to the laws of physics. As Su Mo had said, this was an empty, withering flower on its way to death. There should have been no opportunities at all.
"According to the rules of this world, the probability of a mystical opportunity appearing isn't just one in a trillion, but a pure zero," Hatsune Miku stated.
The probability of the universe being destroyed in the next instant due to a collective quantum fluctuation was higher than the probability of mysticism appearing, because it was something that simply could not exist in this world.
"How did Master persist so strongly, believing that something with zero probability would happen to him?" Hatsune Miku was very curious.
"First, from a probabilistic standpoint, there is no such thing as an absolute zero, something that is absolutely impossible," Su Mo shook his head. "Anything is possible, even under the rules of the current world. Although, possibility itself is also withering away."
"And the second point, which is the most important one... remember what I said about universes where a first-type perpetual motion machine can exist?" Su Mo tapped the table and asked.
"I remember. I remember everything Master says," Hatsune Miku nodded obediently.
"Theoretically, in any universe, such a possibility exists."
Su Mo lowered his gaze to the table before him. The next second, the floral area that represented the first type, which had unconditionally multiplied to cover a quarter of the tabletop, directly crossed the boundary and entered the fourth area, the area where everything was decaying.
Then, under the external, unconditional, and unlimited injection of nutrient solution and seeds, the domain that should have completely withered and decayed once again showed vigorous vitality, its prosperity far exceeding that of the second type of self-sufficient flowers. Although the fourth area was still constantly decaying, under the unconditional and forceful infusion from the first area, its rate of decay could not keep up with its rate of growth, presenting a scene of vibrant life and flourishing competition.
"Master's meaning is that, no matter the conditions, there is always a possibility that a universe where a first-type perpetual motion machine exists can break the rules and bring hope?" Hatsune Miku finally understood.
"Correct," Su Mo nodded slightly.
A first-type perpetual motion machine is an overflowing source of energy that defies logic, one that illogically allows anything to happen. The seeds of hope that a second-type machine needs to be calm, self-sufficient, and self-circulating to create, and that a third-type machine needs to overcome eschatology to condense, can be mass-produced without limit by a first-type machine.
If a fourth-type world is a tomb where all concepts decay, then a first-type world is a cradle where all concepts can be born and all rules can be broken. Under this premise, even the most impossible of desperate situations could be directly overcome by this illogical existence.
Naturally, even if Su Mo was in a fourth-type universe where even basic hope did not exist, there was theoretically a possibility that his existing rules could be forcefully broken by a first-type universe and have hope delivered to him.
"So the opportunity Master seized was such a precious one!"
Even as an AI, she couldn't help but marvel after learning what Su Mo had accomplished. Not only had he restrained himself, not succumbing to the temptation of the more immediately effective scientific path, but he had also been able to wait for hope to appear under almost hopeless conditions. With such a mind and willpower, it was no wonder he could break the rules of the world.
"I can only say it was good luck," Su Mo shook his head. He wasn't being humble; he truly thought so. "As long as the opportunity appeared, even if I had already devoted myself to the scientific field at the time, I could still have achieved the same results, just in a different way."
Even having reached his current stage, Su Mo understood very well that without the opportunity of the chat group, he would have at most created an interstellar empire. His upper limit would have been the triple-digits, and he would still have perished along with the universe itself.
And speaking of which, Su Mo paused, realizing a problem.
"Good luck..."
The existence of the chat group had been indispensable to his achievements today. According to his previous theory, the probability of this miracle descending upon him was indeed not zero. However, not zero did not mean the probability was high. Even in universes where first-type perpetual motion was possible, an overflow of energy was a very rare phenomenon.
For example, the Type-Moon universe, although it would create new worlds at all times and even allow for the birth of those comedic universes, ultimately kept everything within its own parallel universes, basically keeping the wealth within the family. In this case, even if a first-type universe did occasionally have an overflow, for it to overflow into his world, and specifically onto him, was still almost impossible. Theoretically feasible, but in reality, the probability approached zero.
So the question was—
"Was this really just pure luck?"
Su Mo's gaze fell upon the chat group in front of him.
"Is it the observer effect, or is there another secret behind the chat group?"