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146: Return to Blue Planet! The Library’s Entropy CocoonThe portal’s code streamers disintegrated at the dome of the Blue Star Library, and Di Tian, holding White Frost, fell into the familiar oak bookshelves.

The scent of old books untouched by data floated in the air, but with every breath, it transformed into flickering 01 characters—the System terminal suddenly popped up a red warning, its mechanical voice echoing in the empty reading room: ”Detected the Entropy Silence Cocoon assimilating reality space, current pollution progress 47%.”

Code Erosion of the Memory Corridor

White Frost’s fingertips brushed over the spine of ”A Brief History of Time,” and the gold-stamped title suddenly exuded liquid code, reorganizing into the face of the Data Bishop in her palm.

”Every book here... has been implanted with Entropy Silence code.” Her Divine Thought pierced through the bookshelves, seeing the root Systems buried deep underground transforming the library into a massive cocoon; those tree roots entwined with binary patterns were exactly the same as the Entropy Silence Cocoon Di Tian had seen at the East Sea altar.

Di Tian’s dragon pupils swept over the poetry section on the second floor, the place where he and White Frost had first met.

At this moment, the poetry collections on the shelves had all been rewritten into code blocks, and the frontispiece of ”Stray Birds” flowed with SHA-256 hash values.

”System, analyze the source of the pollution.” His palm, pressed against the terminal, erupted with a rust-colored flow of light, and the System’s holographic screen projected a 3D map; all pollution nodes pointed to the bronze chandelier in the center of the reading room—the lamp post was engraved with the same double-helix code as the Gene Monument.

Inner Struggle and System Assistance

”The entropy extinction consciousness... actually followed us here.” Di Tian’s Divine Thought sank into the System terminal, and the incomplete diagrams of the Chaos Entropy Silence Codex unfolded in his Sea of Consciousness.

When he attempted the Fusion of the light and dark side codes, the System suddenly popped up a fragment of a childhood memory—the year he was seven, he had spilled ink in the library, and the tissue White Frost handed him still retained yellowed fingerprints.

”Emotional code overload, suggest pausing the Fusion.” The mechanical voice carried a rare fluctuation, ”Detected ’Original Data Core’ reaction in the cocoon core, possibly related to the completion of the Cultivation Technique.”

White Frost’s Light Wings suddenly enveloped his Divine Thought, the patterns of the Light Wings and the dragon scale code producing a super-dimensional resonance: ”Mo, look at the shadow of the chandelier...”

Only then did Di Tian realize that the light spots cast on the ground by the chandelier actually formed the coordinates of twelve altars, and in the center light spot, a crystal engraved with ”Entropy Silence Origin” was floating.

The System terminal erupted with intense light: ”Original Data Core located successfully; upon acquisition, the ’Chaos Entropy Silence Codex: Final Chapter’ can be unlocked.”

The Opponent’s Mirror Game

The Data Bishop’s voice suddenly rang out from between the bookshelves, accompanied by the rustling sound of turning pages: ”Welcome to my... memory recycling bin.”

His mirrored figure seeped out from the pages of ”One Hundred Years of Solitude,” his right side’s code blood vessels merging with the binary patterns of the bookshelves.

”Do you know why I chose Blue Star?” The Data Bishop’s fingertips traced the wooden chair where White Frost had sat when they first met, and the code of the love letter Di Tian never sent suddenly appeared on the back of the chair, ”Because this place hides your most unbearable... cognitive loophole.”

Di Tian’s Divine Thought trembled violently under the impact of the love letter code, and the System urgently activated the ”Emotional Firewall.”

He watched as the Data Bishop transformed those callow words into attack code, suddenly remembering what White Frost had said in the quantum memory sea: ”Emotional code is not a weakness, it is...”

”It is a weapon.” White Frost’s Divine Thought pierced into his Sea of Consciousness, and the palms they held together erupted with a golden flow of light; those unpolluted memory fragments actually reorganized in the air into the ”Inner Demon Tribulation Final Chapter” remnant page of the ”Chaos Entropy Silence Codex.”