517: Chapter 518 The String Breaks in the Nine Heavens, Revealing the Primordial Beginning; The Law Subdues the Eight Desolations, Shaping the True Form

Lu Chen stood with his arms crossed, his gaze jumping back and forth between the flickering 'Void Touch' data on the holographic projection and the parameters of that dark-gold 'Star Type I' material.

“High-dimensional fragments, elementary particles...” He tapped his finger lightly on his arm, as if beating out a peculiar rhythm. “These two things, one in the heavens and one on the earth, shouldn't have anything to do with each other.”

Yin Susu stood to the side, watching him quietly. She had long since grown accustomed to her husband’s state of occasionally blurting out shocking words.

“But what if...” Lu Chen stopped abruptly, a nearly crazed brilliance erupting in his eyes. “What if the things in the heavens were originally built from the things on the earth?”

“Taichu!” he suddenly shouted.

“I am here, Master.” Taichu No. 1's voice came from all directions.

“Tell me, could that ‘Void Touch’ be a pile of high-dimensional building blocks that have been smashed apart? And these elementary particles we see now—electrons, quarks—are they just the most primitive, unassembled parts of those blocks?”

Taichu No. 1's electronic eyes flickered a few times. “Master, your metaphor is... very vivid.”

“From the perspective of energy levels and structural complexity, an insurmountable chasm exists between high-dimensional fragments and elementary particles.”

“A chasm?” Lu Chen grinned. “Chasms are meant to be crossed!”

“If I can take a most basic part—for example, a proton—and tear it apart!”

“Tear it down into the most primitive ‘Microscopic Daoist Patterns’!”

“Then reassemble it according to the ‘blueprints’ of the high-dimensional fragments... what would happen?”

Tear apart a proton?

And reassemble it?

“Master, your concept is... extremely groundbreaking.” Taichu No. 1's voice remained steady, but the speed of its data flow quietly accelerated.

“However, as a stable structure bound by the strong nuclear force, the difficulty of decomposing a proton down to the level of ‘Microscopic Daoist Patterns’ and then restructuring it...”

“The greater the difficulty, the more interesting it is to play with!”

Lu Chen interrupted it, rubbing his hands together excitedly. “Protons—don't they theoretically have eleven dimensions?”

“If I take it and flatten it layer by layer from eleven dimensions down to two, wouldn't I be able to see exactly what kind of tricks are hidden inside?”

“Master, according to existing theories, directly unfolding an eleven-dimensional compact structure into a two-dimensional plane would require energy and precise control over spatial dimensions reaching an unprecedented magnitude.” There seemed to be a hint of... computational overload in Taichu No. 1's voice.

“Furthermore, the difficulty of maintaining the structure to prevent catastrophic collapse during the unfolding process is near-infinite.”

“Unprecedented? Infinite?” Lu Chen raised an eyebrow. Instead of backing down, a raging fire burned in his eyes. “That’s perfect! I love doing things that have no precedent and may never be repeated!”

He swept his hand out forcefully, filled with heroic spirit. “Astronomical amounts of energy?”

“Light up every single ‘Torch Dragon’ reactor in the Palm Buddha Kingdom for me. If that’s not enough, build more!”

“Precise control? Are my twelve freshly minted Heavenly Dao Laws just for show?”

Yin Susu had a premonition that a ‘storm’ sweeping through the entire Palm Buddha Kingdom was about to begin again.

“Taichu, begin theoretical deductions immediately!” Lu Chen had already entered his work state, his eyes fixed on the console as his Divine Thought surged out like a tide, linking with Taichu No. 1's core computing unit.

“Target: The eleven-dimensional structure of a single proton. Objective: A non-destructive two-dimensional unfolding plan!”

“Yes, Master!”

In an instant, the energy core of the entire Palm Buddha Kingdom—three ‘Torch Dragon’ class fusion reactors—emitted a low roar, the power indicators instantly soaring to the warning line.

Inside the central control room, the data flow on the walls surged like an opened floodgate, rushing frantically.

Countless complex topological models, string theory equations, and quantum chromodynamics formulas flickered in and out of existence on the holographic projection, moving at a dizzying speed.

Lu Chen sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, a speck of golden light flickering at the center of his brow.

Within his Primordial Spirit, the profound dharma rings formed by the power of those twelve Laws slowly rotated.

Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, Thunder, Yin, Yang, Space, Creation, and Destruction—the twelve-colored divine lights reflected off each other.

They amplified his Divine Thought power to its limit, assisting Taichu No. 1 in performing calculations that could be described as terrifying.

Time passed bit by bit.

Yin Susu stood to the side, looking at Lu Chen's face—which occasionally frowned and occasionally showed a slight smile—and could feel that he was currently immersed in a magnificent world that no Mortal could imagine.

“Model A-3782 collapsed, high-dimensional string tension snapped...”

“Model B-9901 introduced a supersymmetric stabilization field; spatial distortion appeared in the three-dimensional projection...”

“Model C-... failed, energy backlash, simulated space collapsed...”

Taichu No. 1 continuously reported the deduction results, each failure representing the consumption of massive computing resources.

Yet, on Lu Chen's face, there was never the slightest hint of anxiety.

He was like the most patient hunter, waiting for the moment the prey revealed a flaw.

Yin Susu had become somewhat numb to it all and had fallen asleep leaning against the chair in the control room!

Suddenly, Lu Chen snapped his eyes open, a sharp light bursting from them!

“Taichu! Stop at that node just now!”

“Yes, the exact moment when the dimensional parameters underwent quantum fluctuations at the Planck scale, causing an asymmetrical tear in the high-dimensional membrane!”

The image on the holographic projection suddenly froze.

It was an extremely chaotic image, with countless twisted lines and variegated color blocks tangled together. But in the center of that chaos, a two-dimensional plane—thin as a cicada's wing and bearing strange patterns—vaguely flashed by!

“Even though it only existed for 10 to the power of negative 40 seconds, it appeared!”

Lu Chen's voice carried a hint of uncontrollable excitement. “Don't try to ‘flatten’ it by force; the eleven-dimensional structure is too dense. Forcing it will only cause an explosion!”

He reached out, gesturing in the air. “We need to follow its ‘grain,’ like peeling an onion, and ‘peel’ it off layer by layer!”

“I understand now!”

“Use the Space Law as a ‘scalpel’ to cut the coupling forces between dimensions;”

“Use the Laws of Creation and Destruction to maintain the balance between ‘existence’ and ‘non-existence’ during the stripping process, preventing it from completely dissipating or spiraling out of control;”

“Use the Law of Yin and Yang to harmonize the energy flow, ensuring the stability of the stripping process!”

“The remaining Laws will assist in controlling energy and correcting errors!”

“Yes, Master!”

“Constructing new plan...”

This time, the construction speed of the theoretical model was noticeably faster.

Several hours later, Taichu No. 1's voice rang out again, carrying a trace of imperceptible excitement. “Master, Version 7.0 of the ‘Proton Two-Dimensional Stripping’ plan is complete!”

“Theoretical success rate... ninety percent!”

“Ninety percent?” Lu Chen laughed instead of getting angry. “That’s basically a hundred percent! This is going to work!”