Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 647 Scheherazade's Conspiracy
"Look at me," he said.

All the threads are falling, falling into the magic ocean of burning stardust together with the monitoring module.The memory of that day came back.Under the swirling black to bright sun, the sky took on the shape of a river like a dream.The shape of its split is exactly like the slanted vertical pupil of some kind of creature.Under the light of that light, the threads became confused, randomly pieced together various meaningless expressions.value.Personal value judgments trump ordinary rules.If you can't judge.If reality cannot judge.The moment of statement is the moment of reality.All values ​​have no standard.

—Do you know what you are doing?The golden bell twirled and asked.Its voice splashed high from the top.

"Look at me," the monster demanded.

In fact, that thing may not have said anything, only in a normal environment, intentions need to be expressed with physical signals, and Ji Xun is falling into an unknowable situation.He himself knows this because he hasn't really fallen into it.He was standing at the mouth of the hole, on the edge of the chasm, watching the birds of paper swirl and fall.He felt that the connection between himself and these auxiliary threads was being broken, that they were being peeled away from him layer by layer, but they had not changed his essence, just like peeling off a person's skin and muscles piece by piece.Whole and part, appearance and essence.But this is a very strange question. Threads represent his computing power, his ability to think and make decisions. If he loses these, how can the remaining things be considered essential?How is he different from others?
Or, he thought calmly, the essence might also be an illusion.A quest to give meaning and uniqueness.The essence is indistinguishable.That answer is not unacceptable, because the important thing is not to get a satisfactory answer, but to "get an answer".He wasn't afraid of it at all--it was a long-neglected technique, and the related technology existed before the base was restarted, but the last 0312 updated it.That is to say, emotions can be perfectly controlled by chemical and electrical signal adjustments.They can be joyful, sad, despairing, and angry as the situation demands.Anything is fine.

It's not being tricked, it's a real physiological response evoked by real emotions.But when a person is in great sorrow, it can still manage to let another piece of information overwrite the old one, or cut off the close connection between the source of the information and the chemical element.It's like losing your memory, or hearing something that has nothing to do with you.It's not that he didn't trust the technique, that he believed it was well-intentioned and sufficient to make better and more informed decisions.In an emergency, eliminating emotions will undoubtedly improve the chances of survival, or even if giving up survival will bring more overall benefits, it can help people take the most appropriate way.

That technique is good, from its subtlety to its sheer intent.But they don't use it exactly as it was designed to.On those major issues, those strategic issues that can be made with sufficient time and a large amount of information, they also believe that this technology can make truly rational judgments rather than instinctive judgments.Naturally, that is actually a kind of blinding technique, just like normal emotions blinding the distant view and making people focus on the things in front of them. This technique is to make people forget everything they are in, so that the vision is completely in the distance.

Isn't that what rational decision-making is all about? 0206 said.

His argument seems perfectly reasonable.Even at this moment, it is still more powerful than the argument of technology developer 0312.Ji Xun pondered with his remaining unstripped threads.The dead rank theory has not been conclusively confirmed.It hasn't been proven right yet, nor has it been proven wrong.As far as he is concerned, he just left halfway, not changed his position.

During his days on the run, he made some attempts.He recalls the past and observes what is happening around him.In these attempts he no longer uses technology to obscure things that are too close to him, nor does he even interrupt the connection between himself and those information.It might have made him more incompetent and error-prone, but oddly, not as... ineffective as he had expected.That doesn’t actually affect his judgment, just like the pain after getting used to it doesn’t affect a person’s wrong judgment—it just allows him to know how it will affect him before he makes a judgment. , not after.

Now, consider the matter of consequences.he said to himself.Death is a consequence, but if he can get out of here, yes, he thinks he can, and there are a few interesting indications that he already thinks so.That doesn't mean he will get a more comfortable ending than death.When he had to send an external signal, it was already doomed. 0312 will come soon if 0206 doesn't come.The latter will get rid of him, and out of the maximization of interests, he will let the other party do this without resistance, so that 0206 will take away all his threads and the remaining microns, and he will also The control authorization will be handed over to the other party to avoid unnecessary waste of resources.And if 0312 came, he figured he'd do the same thing.

Of course, 0312 will not kill him.The logic of the base is not the same as that of "they", that is, the blueprint and its individual development is also considered a resource in itself. The Hounds would take him back, check and seal him up until they might need him.When will he be used again?Who might offer to use him?
The answer is: to wash away flaws.

The vertical pupils magnified in front of his eyes.Become a cascading river in the sky, and then a bottomless ravine.Above the deep ravine, a narrow and twisted red shadow fluttered like a flag.Did she tell him about it?in the form of a story.Yes.Once upon a time, there was such a mountain, which was hidden in the most edge corner of Qingdu. The peak was low and verdant all year round. The deepest part of the valley was filled with jade paste, nourishing a meadow like a blue sea.Zhuoying Mountain.It is completely different from the place where the headmasters used to live, it is almost a remote place unknown to the world.

By the side of the stream formed by the mixture of diluted jade plaster and mountain spring water, sinners scoop up the fragrant spring and wash their hands, feet and face.The sins they accumulated in the past will fade away, and then they will walk into the blue sea that hangs from the sky, and walk into the deepest cave in the entangled blue waves like silk threads.deep.deep.All the way in.Never see the light of day.The situation in that cave is unknown, but as long as it is considered that all the lives considered heinous by the monks will be imprisoned there, many guesswork and descriptions can be omitted.

The cave was once run by the oldest of the monks, she had told him.But this information is now outdated.Now, as far as he knew, a large part of Xixia Cave, at least the upper part, was managed by Ji Yuan—that must have made a big difference, didn't it?Ji Yuan will undoubtedly use some of them, whether she wants to make idle resources work, or want to use it to do some research in a new direction, he knows she will do that.

However, he couldn't yet imagine how she would do it.He didn't have a chance to see it for himself before leaving the base.After that, the information was obtained indirectly.In the single room, he had thought about this matter for a long time.He wondered what it was like there now.And if he survives, he is almost destined to be put there someday in the future, if he is not sealed.Can Ji Yuan call the resources to be reserved?She definitely wanted to do that, if only it would help her research.And he really wanted to see her now.This is not so much an imaginary intimate emotion as a simple curiosity.He wants to know.He wants to see.This thought is extending out of his head, a narrow and sharp shadow slowly and cruelly pierces down from the top of his head.

—It's unnatural.he thought calmly.It's some kind of bootstrap.He is being controlled to confide the thoughts he once had.This is a force that compels people to express their desires.But he actually didn't want to see Ji Yuan so strongly.He just had doubts about it.Compared to everyone in the second generation, or compared to Xuanhong Zhiyu, she is different.That's an untried and unproven approach.Is that what she wants?Is that the answer to that puzzle?If he could be any more helpful—

He should stop thinking about going.He should keep it a secret so as not to involve anyone who wasn't here.He wants to close this thread, it is best to encrypt the information related to Ji Yuan.Encryption is meaningless.He cannot encrypt himself.He should delete them.But he couldn't do it.He has already floated up in his consciousness, and he has been drilling upwards, falling into the meadow like a sea tide.He seemed to be trying to control his pace, but he was pushed forward by the wind and grass, and he couldn't stand still at all.Under his feet were the shadows of the grass, as black as a deep pool.The shadow led him to continue walking, towards the cave where sinners could never leave.

It was too dark to see anything in the cave.He should not be able to see it, because he knew nothing about what was going on in that cave.He should resist.But he's still going.He...he wants to see...he wants to understand...he has to say it...

He stopped going down, and in the darkness, a very simple stone chair stood there.It is completely featureless, as if the seat and back were made up of two roughly cut cuboid stone slabs.He'd only seen such a chair in 0101's records, in the monk's cave that the latter briefly occupied.

A cue forced him to sit down in a chair and wait.He sat silently, his eyes staring at the bluish darkness above.He couldn't see the eyes that brought death at all, but he knew in his heart where he was actually.The scene was so real, but he wasn't fooled yet.

Then, she came on stage.A reddish light, like the color left by the morning sun from the edge of the mountain pass in Chixian in late spring.She floated down from the slightly bluish darkness, silently, but very swiftly.It's not like a monk landing lightly like a feather.She immediately stood at the same level as him, her hair pulled up automatically, forming black clouds floating behind her skull.

It was a little technique of using magnetism developed out of interest, and Ji Xun was impressed by it, he had seen 0201 do it before.However, the funny thing is that 0201 did this out of some diplomatic needs.Ji Xun put his hands on his knees, sat very upright and steady, and patiently observed this fictional version of her.He thinks this is fiction, but it is undeniable that this may also be that the wishing machine invoked some real information.That means she has something in common with someone who is far away at this moment.He looked at her face carefully, as if looking at a smoky flower woven by clouds.Her dress was exactly like the civilian dress her mother used to wear, but shorter, lighter and lighter in color.A halo lingered around her shoulders, a strange radiant glow with sharp textures.

She walked quickly to him, and another stone chair appeared.She sat down and looked at him with a normal attitude.Ji Xun had never seen this expression on her mother, but it aroused his association with certain defense scenes.He smiled amusedly, and gazed intently at the odd scene.

"0305?" she said.The voice sounds smaller.There is no soft and hazy song like the flow of water.Her pronunciation was clear and fast, and a little fuzzy—he thought of slender flower stalks in growth, not of flowing water or the law of jade.But he didn't express any thoughts, he replied obediently: "Yes."

"Are you one of the dead ranks?"

"It used to be."

"How long have you been here?"

"I don't know." Ji Xun said.His hand stroked his knee lightly.Boddy's case reminded him to cherish the touch of all limbs, because when he woke up, he might not have hands and knees.In fact, he can still think about it and try to escape from this forced confession.But he didn't, he just stared closely at the interrogator.He thought he might look a little greedy.

The other party folded his hands around his chest, and his cheeks tilted slightly to the right.She was thinking, with her unspecified number of threads.He didn't really know if she could multi-task normally like everyone else, but if her achievements were real, she probably had enough threads.

"Well..." she said, "0312 brought you here."

That's not an interrogative sentence.Ji Xun nodded slightly, admitting that this is a very likely outcome.

"He said you were trying to control a wishing machine."

"I just made a wish."

"Have you promised?"

Ji Xun stared at her: "Yes."

She nodded again, her expression was a little casual, but at the same time she seemed to be paying attention."What is your order?" she asked.

"That's not important."

"The importance should be judged by me." She asked seriously, "0305, what did you ask for from the wishing machine?"

Ji Xun was silent towards the slightly green darkness.

"You need to speak up," she urged. "If you want to get out of here, you have to prove to me that you have something to reform."

"Maybe I don't." Ji Xun replied calmly.

"Did you make a wish to bring someone back to life?"

"Do not."

"You wish that the thing that threatens you die?"

"Do not."

"Why not?" she asked in that unmistakable tone.But Ji Xun couldn't help showing a smile.He didn't want to, but he couldn't use that little trick of controlling his emotions anymore.

"You must know," he said briskly, "that such a question would not be asked of a man who had studied a little more seriously."

The man opposite him still folded his hands over his chest.Her feet stretched straight forward and poked out from under the skirt.Interestingly, Ji Xun found that she was wearing a pair of jet-bouncing shoes under her skirt.Some base members would repeatedly invent the shoe at an early age and use it to play jumping games in the open area of ​​the base.This kind of game usually doesn't last long, because the upper limit of the transformation is placed there, and it is generally not very challenging.

Girl in pink bouncing shoes asks, "Why?"

"When operating the wishing machine, you should try to avoid involving life and death issues."

"why?"

"The Wishing Machine understands life and death a lot differently than we do. That always has unintended consequences."

"That has nothing to do with why you didn't do it. Why?"

"I don't want that to happen."

"You really don't want to?"

"Yes."

"Then why did you make such a wish before?" said the girl. "Last time you expected to kill someone who was against you, didn't you? You wanted everything to end as you wanted, didn't you? Why?"

The smile on Ji Xun's face has completely disappeared.He quietly looked at the person on the other stone chair.After a while he said, "The reason is the same as yours."

"why?"

"Because of ignorance. Entrusting the issue of life and death to the wish machine is caused by ignorance. I didn't do it this time. If you want to know, I didn't ask it to wipe you out."

"You can't do it."

"I couldn't do it if I was concerned about the consequences. But like I said, it doesn't matter anymore. Can you change the image?"

"why?"

"Because I don't like you impersonating her."

she laughed.Like fireworks spinning and blooming from the top of the white wick.

"You're impersonating her too," she said. "Why? What's the difference?"

"Can I ask you some questions too?"

"It's you who's trapped."

"It's us." Ji Xun corrected, "The order about death trapped the two of us. But now I can see that things have changed a bit. Just now, before you killed me, I had promised a The desire to escape us all."

Her eyes were closed for a moment.Close and open again.Her eyes with well-defined borders like prints also appeared and disappeared from time to time, and the vertical pupil-shaped crack flashed in it.Finally she flicked her hair a little wearily.

"What did you promise?" she asked bluntly. "What the hell did you do to me?"

Ji Xun looked at him, then looked up at him.The cyan color has become more intense, like moss growing in the darkness.This scene reminded him of Tuoba, and in his imagination Tuoba was beside him, threatening him with bad words and threatening the other half of the time, pointing at the opposite object and cursing.He actually hesitated a little.

"I," he said after a pause, "I got the wish of all of us."

(End of this chapter)