Card Apprentice Daily Log

Chapter 3208: Overwhelming Pressure

Date: Unspecified

Time: Unspecified

Location: Myriad Cosmos Corridor, Unknow

“BoBo, since you cannot tell me about others from the Myriad Realm then can you at least tell me about me? Like for example my transmigration, my original native realm Earth,” I asked BoBo hoping that if she couldn’t give me the information I needed, maybe she can give me the information I wanted.

Part of me couldn’t move on and always wanted to know what happened to Earth after my transmigration. If history was any evidence, the humans on Earth should have recovered from the damage the Viltronian and I did before managing to rebuild a new civilization. This was hoping that either my transmigration took longer than a moment that I felt or the time zone of Earth was vastly different from the Card World’s.

“Wyatt, I can’t reveal you anything about the original you or the transmigrated you at least not until you became a World Calamity Seed without establishing a causality between Myriad Realm and the Myriad Cosmos Corridor,” BoBo replied me with the same damn ending adding to my frustration. As if sensing my growing irritation, she tried to change the topic adding, “I never thought one day I will call a World Calamity Seed by a name. They don’t do names like us Primordial Pixies, as they are solitary creatures unlike us, with their self-destructive appetite occupying most of their brain process.”

“I guess then there is nothing more left for me to do here,” I remarked, as literally, except for having a frugally waking in the white landscape or starting a conversation with BoBo only for it to end with the same line, there was nothing much to do here. Since I was stripped of my core during the entrance and BoBo was actively making sure I couldn’t sense the surrounding energies, I couldn’t even use the time dilation in here to cheat and cultivate my realm or rules.

“Yes, it’s time you left,” BoBo agreed in a low voice. Clearly, she didn’t want me to leave just yet and didn’t know how to ask me to stay a little longer, knowing that I had to leave sooner or later.

I understood her feelings, but I knew myself well enough to know that if I stayed longer, this only had the possibility of ending toxically. I was new to trying to save an entire cosmos, while BoBo had been doing it for millions of millennia since her birth. To her, saving a cosmos or losing one was just another passing moment, but for me, it was more than that. Especially considering that it was the cosmos where my loved ones and my people lived. There was too much riding on my rescuing this cosmos, while for BoBo, it was just another cosmos.

The stakes were simply too different for both of us.

For me, the notion of saving the Myriad Realms, even by risking establishing a causality between the Myriad Realms and the Myriad Cosmos Corridor, seemed like a win. But in BoBo’s eyes, it wasn’t.

Maybe that was because she knew how it ended for the cosmoses that were rescued at the risk of establishing a causality between the Myriad Realms and the Myriad Cosmos Corridor.

If I were to ask her about that, she would say that even if a cosmos was saved from immediate peril by establishing a causality between the Myriad Realms and the Myriad Cosmos Corridor, this causality between them would still accelerate the cosmos’s expansion rate. So, I wasn’t solving the problem, just changing it.

But I would argue that we could make the cosmos’s natural expansion rate slower to ensure it remained at its ideal expansion rate despite the acceleration caused by the causality established between the Myriad Realms and the Myriad Cosmos Corridor.

However, then I would realize that the ideal expansion rate of a cosmos kept changing with its size. That meant I would have to keep making adjustments to the cosmos’s expansion rate for the remainder of its life, like putting the entire cosmos on life support, only to realize that the cosmos was better off dead than facing this fate.

With that realisation, I would learn that the solution I was proposing was simply not doable, and BoBo had been right all along about saving a cosmos at the risk of establishing a causality between the Myriad Realms and the Myriad Cosmos Corridor not being worth it.

It wasn’t that BoBo strictly followed the rules of the Myriad Cosmos Corridor, but that she knew what would happen if she didn’t follow its rules.

Thinking of all this, I let out a long sigh and got a grip on my sanity. The responsibility of saving an entire cosmos in under a century was too much, but not something I couldn’t handle. I would be honest, it got to me, but I didn’t plan on letting it get the best of me.

I pulled up my most charming smile and asked BoBo, “Have you ever used an incense stick made from the bark of the World Calamity Tree?”

BoBo shook her head.

“How about you try it now? I have some that I was saving for Dredre in my dimensional storage card. Can you fetch them for me?” I asked, planning to spend some quality time with BoBo. Who said I didn’t have a work-life balance?

BoBo immediately stretched her arm into the space to take out the pack of incense sticks I had made using my bark for Dredre. Smelling them, she asked, “Is this it?”

“Could you light one up for me?” I said, taking the pack and pulling out one incense stick.

“Okay!” BoBo sprinkled some pixie dust on it, and it magically began to burn. Being a combination of all the Original Energies, pixie dust was nothing short of magic in the hands of Pixies.

Soon, a charcoal-mixed World Calamity fragrance surrounded us. BoBo hovered in a daze, sniffing right in front of the burning incense stick in my hand.

With a playful smile, I moved the incense to the right, and BoBo moved along. Then I moved it to the left to see her follow the incense stick like a drunk fly.

An unconscious grin formed on my lips, and I felt my stiff shoulders slowly ease.