My Ultimate Sign-in System Made Me Invincible - Chapter 437 Series Of Perception Changing Information

Chapter 437  Series Of Perception Changing Information

The next moment, the group appeared on a red, barren land.

The transition to them, was instantaneous. One second they were standing in the moon base. The next, they were here.

Wherever here was.

“Visors up now,” Liam said immediately.

His friends that were still shocked and trying to figure out how they teleported from the moon base to this new place in an instant, heard Liam’s voice and snapped out of their shocked state.

They immediately did as told, as they felt like they were slowly losing their breath, like they were suffering from asphyxiation.

Eight visors materialized in rapid succession, sealing with soft clicks. The moment the seals completed, the tightness in their chests eased and breathing came easy again.

The relief was immediate. And then the awareness of where they were set in.

Red. Everything was red. The ground beneath their boots was dry, cracked earth the color of rust, stretching outward in every direction without interruption. There were no trees, no structures, no water, no movement. The sky above was a deep, bruised violet, darker than anything they’d seen on Earth.

It was utterly, completely alien. And standing in the middle of it, without a helmet, without a suit, breathing perfectly fine with a calm smile on his face, was Liam.

Stacy noticed first. She grabbed Harper’s arm and pointed.

“He’s not wearing a visor,” she said.

One by one they turned and confirmed it. Liam stood with his hands at his sides, suit active from the neck down, but his face completely exposed. There was nothing between him and whatever atmosphere surrounded them.

He looked comfortable. Relaxed, even.

Matt stared at him for a full three seconds. “How are you breathing right now?”

“I’ll explain in a moment,” Liam said. “Make your visors transparent first, so you all can see each other’s faces.”

They adjusted the settings. The visors shifted from opaque to clear, and suddenly they could see each other again, faces framed by the suits, expressions fully visible.

Liam looked across the group. Eight pairs of eyes stared back at him, confused, alert, waiting.

“Welcome to my Dimensional Space,” he said and paused for a moment.

There was a long stretch of silence, then he continued.

“This entire space is roughly the size of Earth. Everything you see in every direction belongs to it.”

More silence.

“It doesn’t exist within our solar system,” he said. “It doesn’t exist within our galaxy. It doesn’t exist within our universe, even.”

The silence that followed that sentence had a different quality to it than all the silences that had come before. It wasn’t the silence of awe or the silence of shock. It was the silence of people whose frameworks for understanding reality had just been quietly, completely dismantled.

Matt opened his mouth. Closed it. Opened it again, but nothing came out.

Kristopher was the first to find his voice, which surprised nobody. He spoke carefully, like a man choosing his footing on uncertain ground.

“When you say it doesn’t exist within our universe,” he said, “what exactly do you mean by that? Are you speaking metaphorically? Or literally?”

“Literally,” Liam said.

Kristopher absorbed that. “Where is it, then?”

“It exists in a separate space,” Liam said. “Accessible from our universe but not part of it. Think of it as a pocket that exists between walls. The walls are universes. The pocket is this.”

“How did you get something like this?” Lana asked. Her voice was measured but her eyes were moving constantly, scanning the terrain, the sky, the horizon, processing everything simultaneously.

Liam smiled slightly. “I received it. I can’t go into the full details of how, not yet. But I didn’t build it. It was given to me.”

“Given to you,” Harper repeated slowly.

“Given to me,” Liam confirmed.

Matt finally found his voice. “Okay.” He exhaled hard through his nose. “Okay, I need a second.” He pressed one hand to the side of his helmet and looked down at the red ground beneath his boots. Then he looked up. “You’re telling us that we are currently standing in a space the size of a planet that exists outside of our entire universe. That you own. That was given to you.”

“Yes.”

“By who?”

Liam paused. “That’s part of the longer conversation I mentioned.”

Matt stared at him. Then he nodded slowly, accepting the deferral in a way that made clear he was storing the question for later, not abandoning it.

Alex had been quiet through all of this, which was unusual for him. He was staring at the violet sky with an expression of deep, reluctant calculation, the look he got when his mind was working faster than he was comfortable with.

“The universes you mentioned,” he said slowly, still looking upward. “When you say our universe isn’t the only one… are we talking about theoretical multiverse concepts? Or are there specific other universes you know about?”

Liam held Alex’s gaze. “Two that are relevant to us. One is a cultivation universe, built around spiritual energy. The other is a mana universe. Each of them contains countless worlds, countless civilizations, and beings that operate on a level of power that would make everything humanity has built look primitive.”

The words landed like stones dropped into still water. The ripples spread visibly across the group’s faces.

“Beings,” Elise said carefully. “What kind of beings?”

Liam let the pause breathe before answering.

“Dragons,” he said. “Elves. Gods. Almost every mythological entity humanity has ever told stories about. They’re real. They exist in those universes. The reason humanity has never had direct contact with them isn’t because they don’t exist. It’s because those universes operate at a different level than ours, and there are restrictions that prevent direct crossover.”

Nobody spoke, and the red landscape stretched around them, with indifferent and silence. The violet sky pressed down from above. And in the middle of it all, eight people stood in exosuits trying to rebuild their understanding of everything they thought they knew.

Matt laughed. It was short and involuntary, the kind that escapes when the alternative is something worse. He pressed the back of his gloved hand against his mouth and shook his head.

“You’re serious,” he said. It wasn’t really a question.

“I’m serious,” Liam said.

“Norse gods,” Matt said. “Greek gods. All of it.”

“Most of it, yes.”

Matt laughed again, quieter this time. Then the laugh faded and something more serious took its place. “Are they aware of us? Of Earth?”

“More or less,” Liam said.

That answer produced a different kind of stillness than the ones before it. This was the kind of stillness of people who had just understood that the question they’d asked had an answer they weren’t sure they were ready for.

Stacy crossed her arms slowly. “And you,” she said. “You’ve had contact with them.”

“With the gods? No.”

Lana spoke again, her voice quiet and precise. “Your family,” she said. “Does anyone in your family might have connections to these entities.”

Liam tilted his head slightly. “I said it could be said like that. It’s more complicated than a family connection, but the comparison isn’t wrong.”

Lana nodded once, filing it away.

Alex had lowered his gaze from the sky. He was looking at Liam now with the expression he reserved for problems he was still actively solving. “The cultivation universe and the mana universe,” he said. “You’ve been there.”

“Yes.”

“Both of them.”

“Yes.”

Alex was quiet for a moment. “That’s why you don’t need the exosuit to breathe right now.”

It wasn’t a question. Alex had connected the pieces without being handed them, which was exactly why Liam had always valued his mind.

“Part of the reason,” Liam said. “My body has changed. The details are part of that longer conversation. But yes. What I am now isn’t purely what I was two months ago.”

The group absorbed that. It was perhaps the most personal thing he’d said, and the weight of it was different from the cosmic revelations that had preceded it. Everything else had been about the scale of the world. This was about Liam himself.

Kristy, who had been silent longer than anyone, spoke for the first time since they’d arrived.

“Are you still human?” she asked.

The question was direct and without malice. She asked it the way she asked everything, clearly, without softening the edges.

Liam met her eyes.

“At my core,” he said. “Yes. I still think like one. I still care about the same things. But I’m becoming something more.” He paused. “Something I don’t have a full word for yet.”

Kristy held his gaze for a moment. Then she nodded.

The group stood together on the red earth beneath the violet sky, each of them somewhere inside their own processing, their own quiet reckoning with the distance between the world they’d woken up in that morning and the one they were standing in now.

All they had wanted was a ride on the spacecraft. Maybe a look at Mars physically, and have lots of fun.

Instead, they were standing outside their universe entirely, wearing suits built by an artificial mind, listening to their friend describe the gods of mythology as neighbors in adjacent realities.

What Liam has shown and told them, are things that would cause a ripple through humanity’s already established reality. Being able to travel out of the solar system is already shocking enough. The moon base will cause an earth shattering uproar. But if Nova Technologies was to reveal the existence of other universes and powerful entities like gods, the reaction isn’t something that they can even guess.