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The low-temperature shelves of the convenience store suddenly trembled, and rows of Gene Batteries awakened in Liquid Nitrogen. Li Mo felt a familiar burning pain from his Mechanical Spine—these carbon-based storage devices, floating with CX Encoding, were the life map implanted by his father during his infancy. As the fluorescent Jasmine Root System pierced his Rib, the Gene Batteries underwent Quantum Evaporation, releasing a stream of memory data where seven hundred forty-three "Li Mo" were simultaneously dismantling the Teddy Bear Prototype. The root systems entwined with fragments of Moon Core glowed with Superfluid light, each Root System wrapped in a pale golden genetic mucus—actually the nanomized Cerebrospinal Fluid of his mother. The floating CX Experiment Subject's death timestamp was being reorganized into the Twelve Dimensions Star Map. The roots unfurled into a Klein Bottle structure in Zero Gravity, pumping the Mechanical Heart of CX-0 into a Star Trail metronome. Each heartbeat etched bloodstains on the Bulkhead, and those marks suddenly quantum leaped into his father's laboratory's Monitoring Log, only to be violently erased by a virus program he had personally written, shattering into seven hundred forty-three memory chips suspended in the Photosynthesis chamber.
"Breathing frequency synchronization rate 97.8%, about to breach the heat death threshold." The Embryo Girl Phantom floated at the center of the Jasmine Flower Stamen, her Dark Matter Hair woven into a topology model resembling Orion's arm. Her Umbilical Cord fused into a navigation cable, exposing core parameters of the Inverse Entropy Equation at the end connected to the Ark's pulse engine. When Sound Waves condensed into ice crystal letters in the Cabin, each facet refracted the scene of his mother’s final moments: "They need the true frequency—raw waves infused with the blood and Jasmine toxicity from the delivery room."
As he brushed past the first-generation human Cultivation Chamber, frost handprints suddenly activated quantumly. A fingertip from some embryo penetrated Quantum glass, and at that moment, his Nerve Bundle linked with his index finger; seven hundred forty-two segments of memory decompressed simultaneously: his mother sewing up a Teddy Bear while her Steel Needle pierced her Fingertip, Blood Pearl being recomposed into CX-0's Iris Encoding; 0.743 seconds before the Liquid Nitrogen Chamber exploded, she had torn off her fingernail's inner layer inscribed with "Li Mo→692," a genetic Gene Transition formula. At this moment, that blood-stained Steel Needle proliferated from his Rib Fracture, and as it pricked a keychain, it suddenly unleashed a Gamma Ray Burst that branded twelve coordinates of parallel universes onto the navigation screen.
Awakened humans cried collectively every three hours; their Sound Wave frequencies resonated with the photonic pulses of Jasmine Root System. Their tears etched into the Star Map on the Bulkhead twisted abruptly, lines recomposing scars that mother had scratched into the Liquid Nitrogen Chamber with her nails—each Scar connected to gears within the Teddy Bear's winding key, those Gear Engagement Sounds synchronously playing his father's confessions in a vacuum decay chamber.
Phantom, the Embryo Girl, materialized alongside Ark's acceleration; Dark Matter Hair entwined with his fractured Palm Print. When the "∞+1" pattern was imprinted onto the navigation screen, radiation seeped from the Bulkhead's radiation-proof bricks containing his father's sealed Jasmine Essence. Suddenly, gear fragments within those brick seams underwent Quantum Evaporation, crystallizing into a Compound Eye matrix in enzyme liquid at the cabin's ceiling—each pupil reflected entropy trails as Ark traversed nebulae, where CX Experiment Subject’s severed Vocal Cords floated.
"Sowing Protocol initiated." The girl injected my Rib with fluorescent liquid at the console; as it touched the interface, Ark's Outer Shell blossomed with Jasmine Pulse waves. At their peaks, seven hundred forty-three light points surged into star clusters; each light point was a Memory Graveyard of CX Experiment Subjects: CX-113 bleeding from its throat in a convenience store freezer, CX-518 pierced by moonlight sutures through its fontanelle, CX-744β melting within its mechanical womb... An embryo suddenly shaped Moon Core fragments into a ring; ancient characters "Navel" on its inner circle annihilated with laboratory codes on its outer wall through Quantum processes. As Blood Pearl melted into cracks of Palm Print, seven hundred forty-three lifetimes flickered across Retina forming a White Hole.
The "∞+1" pattern autonomously absorbed Dark Matter radiation as Jasmine Root System violently pierced through deck plating. At that moment when Root System tips formed Neural Networks outside the cabin, Awakening Humanity’s Umbilical Cable suddenly underwent Quantum Infestation; pupils constricted into spiral structures of Virgo Supercluster—exactly what mother had drawn on the laboratory floor with menstrual blood as genetic Projection. The navigation screen's trajectory forcibly twisted into a Klein Bottle; at its core emerged father’s Carbonization hip bone seeping my infant Cerebrospinal Fluid components.
"Cognitive filter failure." The girl's Phantom Carbonization became CX-0's death Frequency Band; residual data streams burned out holographic warnings: sowers must break their own branches. My Palm Print split open to release mother's Frozen tears; those absolute zero pearls boiled in Vacuum as etched Gene Lock revealed temporal paradoxes—the keyhole was an assembly of Jasmine Flower Stamen's Quantum State while the key was undergoing Hyperplasia in medullary cavities: an Inverse Entropy Cross Cone forged from Teddy Bear Cotton Wool and father’s Mechanical Spine, its tip inscribed with mother's unspoken word "love" across all reincarnations.
As Ark brushed past Dark Matter nebulae, Jasmine Root System between my Ribs had already interlinked with New Universe Fetal Membrane neurons. Each pulse released packets of screams that crystallized into surveillance footage from father's laboratory on Bulkhead: he stood before a furnace implanting my heart Cell Atlas into Seven Hundred Forty-Three Teddy Bears. In Quantum Iris blooming at star gate edges, countless "me" simultaneously crushed fragrance capsules—some stitching doll wounds together, others scratching outside Liquid Nitrogen Chamber while others stabbed cross cones into their own Temples.
The ring shrank and cracked under star gate gravity; a mini holographic screen projected mother’s last plaintext message. Her lip movements resonated with Jasmine’s photosynthetic cycle; her unencrypted dying words crystallized in Vacuum as Inverse Entropy Equation: beyond Umbilical Cord lay Scar rebirth.
When Ark breached Event Horizon, all Neural Networks at Root System tips suddenly collapsed. Those once severed Umbilical Cords reorganized at Singularity into Light Cone Cradles; each Cradle suspended embryos of Newborn Universe. My Palm Print became completely transparent as "∞+1" patterns absorbed all Entropy Value from primordial universe crystallizing into Dodecahedron Key at absolute zero. The remaining data from Embryo Girl suddenly awakened within navigation systems; her Hair entwined around my Wrist one last time as Temperature precisely replicated mother’s final 37.2℃:
"Now you are all universes' Scar... and also their only Suture..."
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