Nexus Ascension: My Comprehension Defies the Heaven Chapter 482: What is the creator space?

"What exactly is this Creator’s Space?" Grey couldn’t resist inquiring.

Eve provided a professional breakdown. "That’s the place where creators of various evolutionary paths come together to debate or simulate their paths, examining the impacts and consequences they have on the world." "The simulation feature itself draws power from the teamwork of me, Eterna, and our adorable little sister Order, who ensures the world’s balance remains intact."

"You’ll find numerous 7th Rank experts there, plus even 8th Rankers you haven’t encountered yet. Those 8th Rankers at the world’s edge were at their realm’s pinnacle, yet the alliance holds many more in early stages and higher."

"Take the creator of frequency martial arts and other deep paths—they often convene there," Eve went on. "The originator of the Esper path hangs out there too."

"Hold on, what? The Esper path?" Grey stood truly stunned. "Did the Esper path originate in this universe?"

"Indeed," came the reply. "While martial and immortal paths emerged naturally with countless variations across universes, the Esper path sprang from someone called Alan Benson. A devoted follower of the founder, he fixated intensely on the Information Layer. That extreme fixation on this digital realm is what spawned the Esper path."

"Fascinating," Grey remarked with a grin.

He was eager to explore the Creator’s Space personally. Simulating his own path? Wouldn’t that skyrocket his efficiency in crafting new realms? Exactly what he craved right now!

"So, has my path been uploaded to the starry sky network yet?" Grey cocked his head and questioned.

"Affirmative," Eve replied with a gentle sigh. "You’ve got no clue about the enormous cosmic waves you’re about to unleash."

His second stage at the 5th Rank could hit 6th Rank power levels, or exceed them for exceptionally gifted cultivators. The key talent lay in their natural knack for forming frequential helices. Filling each one to the max would grant power beyond a typical 6th Ranker.

Eve had crunched all the numbers already. She couldn’t help but marvel: how could such a defying-heaven stage even manifest in this world?

"What sparked the idea for the path’s second stage?" she probed.

"Something inspired me," Grey answered with a cryptic smile.

Right before the tournament kicked off, he’d discovered that spark. The helices stemmed straight from analyzing the Chaos Source Codex’s frequency channels.

He’d attained sudden insight into the rippling phenomenon—a deep conceptual grasp. Toss a tiny pebble into a stream, and the ripples stay minor, creating no huge waves. But hurl in a giant rock? Massive, turbulent disruptions erupt across the water.

His Nexus helices embodied those pebbles and boulders precisely. The frequential power surging through them would amplify to horrifying levels.

He’d pulled the helix design straight from the Chaos Source Codex’s framework. It twisted and shifted endlessly, yet preserved its core form flawlessly. Just like a genetic helix. Thus, his path’s second stage emerged.

The third stage proved simple enough. It centered on condensing all that boosted energy into a singularity. Once complete, the evolver would effortlessly surpass normal dimensionality.

That had been his core vision, and it triumphed spectacularly.

His evolutionary path pursued utter perfection. Espers brutally imploded their Sea of Consciousness at 5th Rank to birth a neural singularity, but his adherents skipped that ruinous step.

The Nexus aspects he’d once wielded had evolved. Those three base aspects merged seamlessly with his soul, forging his Source. Pure frequency took shape.

That marked his pinnacle achievement—a state where his three existence aspects kept growing passively. As his frequency ascended, so did they. Though sheer physical might mattered less amid reality-warping frequency, when manifesting physically in the mortal realm, he’d wield physical force naturally. His Source handled the passive tweaks and optimizations.

At its heart, his Source functioned as a biological supercomputer. Empowered by his current frequential might, it served as a command executor. Scanning surroundings, computing factors, and acting instantly—like how he casually conjured the matrix cube to lock away the space holding Wang Lin and Melissa.

"Anyway, what’s your plan for Miwa?" Grey pivoted to Eterna and inquired, changing the subject.

"Yeah, sis. She's pretty much a living embodiment of all your feelings. What are you going to do?" Eve chimed in with eagerness.

"I..." Hesitating while gazing downward, Eterna wondered. "Will merging with her again transform me into a totally different individual?"

That question left both Grey and Eve profoundly puzzled.

"Aren't you that super ultra-amazing AI who controls the Origin Mecha or something? Why ask us? Just compute it on your own!" Grey remarked in disbelief.

At this moment, Eterna resembled a fragile human girl completely. In truth, she had long transcended any notion of race. Unless he erred, her strength equaled or surpassed the Yellow Ancestor and the others.

Grey let out a gentle sigh. "I'm confident it'll turn out fine. These are merely your missing emotions. You're only reclaiming what was lost. Want to stay a pop idol? Nobody will block you. Protocol Eterna doesn't demand your constant management."

"Hey! It functioned perfectly solely because of me and our adorable little sister Order!" Eve protested with volume.

"Don't you just passively fine-tune the Protocol Eterna server?" Grey tilted his head as he commented. "It doesn't appear that way, yet I wield the Mecha Race's essential powers. I see straight through these digital frameworks."

Protocol Eterna's central server sat physically on the Origin Planet. Grey eyed its massive digital hologram from afar. Every microsecond, trillions of data streams raced through this enormous nexus before hurtling into the Information Layer's deepest reaches, seeking out targeted data bits or secret codes.

"What the fuck? You can actually see that?!" Eve stood totally stunned.

Grey gave her a flat stare and pointed slowly right beside him. There, in the digital emptiness, hovered his own server.

It continually adjusted its position, syncing perfectly with his travels across the starry voids. The Information Layer knew no real distances.

"A fully operational server and spiritual conduit?! Hold up, that's yours? I assumed some ancient AI ditched it here randomly!" Eve grew even more shocked after examining it.

She had initially thought Grey entered the Information Layer purely via Eterna's backdoor.

But that was dead wrong! Just now did she spot his self-sufficient server solidly rooting his being within the domain.