The bloodstained room was dimly lit, the last zero-point energy computer of the Star Era emitting a faint glow; people of this era bid farewell to the method of recording information by reading and writing storage.
The shimmering frequency of stars would record everything happening in the universe. A beam of light composed of countless string particles traversed every corner of the cosmos, carrying a segment of information.
Just like a rainy day, under specific electromagnetic field conditions, ferric oxide could record images like a magnetic tape recorder and project them, allowing scenes from a century ago to be reproduced outside the red palace walls.
With the Logos crystal, they could be captured and analyzed to deduce the past of star clusters and spiral arms for thousands and even hundreds of thousands of years.
Xu Xiaoyou held her forehead, reclining amidst the blood, her eyes calmly and rapidly receiving the past information of this world line.
