The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1357 - 396: Curator (Part 4)

And what astonishing knowledge and secrets have they discovered on the path of exploring the Void.

This is a rare opportunity.

Perhaps, he can learn something that the Void cannot convey during ordinary times.

A wave of satisfaction rose in the Curator's consciousness, and he felt genuine joy for the Transcendent wisdom of "My Lord."

"As you wish."

He said no more, continuing to lead Luo Yan, heading towards the depths of the gallery where a painting that once again altered the destiny of their civilization was displayed.

It was the second painting that the Solipsi people presented to their Ancient Gods.

Standing in front of this magnificent painting, the Curator's spiritual waves carried a hint of childlike pride and excitement.

"My Lord, please look! This is the second epoch we entered during our exploration after you left us, marked by the breakthrough of 'Subspace Weaving Technology'!"

If the standard for material civilization stepping into a new epoch is nuclear fusion and warp engines, then for spiritual civilization, the Holy Grail comparable to it would probably be the "Subspace" closest to the Void.

Luo Yan looked at the painting.

The main subject of the image was an immense fortress beyond description, calmly floating in a bizarre, twisted space.

Countless visible energy pipelines extended like giant snakes from the fortress, with one end connected to the real universe and the other deep into the core of the fortress, as if engaged in some kind of breathing.

It was like a heart.

And this was the first stable "small world" successfully created by the Solipsi people within the Main Material Plane.

So this is the true Subspace technology…

Luo Yan listened as he made comparisons in his mind.

He remembered how the Dragon God crudely "severed" the Gana Continent from the Main Material Plane, more like a child breaking a toy with brute force than precise technology.

Clearly, the Solipsi people had moved beyond simple 'severing' to mastering the technique of 'weaving' time and space, which was far more advanced than the rough idea Taufu proposed in his past life!

"This is an era of infinite prosperity."

"If you were to ask which painting best reflects our spirit of active progress, I would definitely recommend this one!"

"In this great era, the Holy Light Society's strength reached its peak, and we established a grand civilization with unprecedented cohesion. Moreover, we did not abandon the exploration of unknown worlds, and after generations of effort, we finally achieved the most crucial technological breakthrough—"

"We discovered 'Ether.'

Before the Ancient Gods could inquire, the Curator detailed the story.

Just as Luo Yan had previously speculated, indeed, in the universe shared by them and the Solipsi people, there was a foundational substance capable of responding to spiritual will.

Their form not only depended on the observer's "act of observation" but also superimposed the observer's spiritual waves at the moment of collapse, manifested macroscopically to align with the observer's "expectations"!

The Solipsi people conducted further research on this basis, akin to how material-side civilizations deeply analyze atomic nuclei.

They rigorously defined this ubiquitous cosmic substance through axioms, stripped it of theological colors, and renamed it with more precise vocabulary—"Ether"!

More importantly, based on their profound understanding of "Ether," they pioneered a brand-new technology—"Subspace Weaving Technology."

This technology allowed the Solipsi people not just to be dogmatic users, but to become the "weavers" of reality!

They utilized this technology to create instruments capable of actively observing the Void Realm and, for the first time, turned their gaze outside their own "frame"!

Though not explicitly stated by the Curator, Luo Yan had already guessed.

By now, the Solipsi people had also begun researching the Void.

And they were doing it with methods more reliable than those of the Academic State!

"I want to know," Luo Yan asked with Spiritual Waves, "are the people living inside the previous paintings, as well as this one in front of me, really real? Or… some kind of recorded phantom? Or perhaps NPCs?"

The Curator replied delightedly.

"Of course they are real; they are all Solipsi people."

Luo Yan asked further, puzzled.

"Did they choose to seal themselves inside the paintings?"

"Rather than 'seal,' I prefer to use the word 'stay.'"

With a gentle correction in his spiritual waves, the Curator continued in a calm narrative tone.

"During our long exploration, we gradually comprehended the essence of Life. We no longer run for others' ideals and began to focus on our own lives."

"Every adult Solipsi person can choose the era in which they wish to stay. I have crafted individual paintings for each scene of each era… However, our population is dwindling. Perhaps in a few centuries, only the first world will still bear traces of the Solipsi people."

That actually sounds quite nice.

Luo Yan found himself lost in thought.

Even though he had a barrage of questions, he ultimately voiced only one somewhat childish doubt.

"Wouldn't it be tiring to always do the same activity? For instance… working in the fields?"

"Laboring for survival naturally brings fatigue. But we no longer need to work for survival." The Curator smiled, his Spiritual Waves carrying a hint of worldly detachment.

"We are merely finding something to do for the last moments of this journey. Or… you could understand it as an essential ritual for Spiritualists."

"I see," Luo Yan comprehended inwardly.

While they were having a casual chat, they arrived in front of the next painting.

The scene was no longer the previous grand spectacle but focused on a quiet, empty Holy Hall.

In the center of the Holy Hall lay a simple and cold coffin, without any mourners around, only beams of light cast down by high windows, outlining the silent contours in the floating dust.

Below the painting, a small line of text inscribed the title of this piece—

"The Gods Are Dead."

The Curator read out the title of the painting.

His Spiritual Waves no longer carried the previous pride and display; instead, they became complex, filled with deep nostalgia for that era and a trace of imperceptible sadness.

Luo Yan carefully pondered over this phrase, trying to decipher the deeper meaning within it.

In fact, it was quite evident.

Once seeing that small room behind the Void Realm, even the most devout believer would likely lose their filter of the Divine.

They would realize that the Divine in the Void was no different from themselves.

They were not created by each other but mutually created and fulfilled each other.

The Curator continued to gaze at the painting, speaking softly in a tone brimming with fond memories.

"Our civilization is transitioning from its youthful phase into middle age; what you are about to witness is our third epoch."

"It was an era of infinite brightness, yet it also laid the prelude for darkness."