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"What kind of low aesthetic sense did the guy who invented this machine have? It doesn't even look as good as a broken coffee machine in the space station's junkyard."
"It's not that I don't understand geniuses, it's that you don't understand comedy comics."
Qiong shrugged and retorted casually.
"A comedy comic?"
Ruan Mei looked up, not understanding what this meant.
"...It's not the comedy manga I was thinking of, is it?"
The expressions of the homebody, Haitu, became quite interesting.
Qiong did not answer Miss Haitu's question, and it was difficult to explain why.
"Little Black Tower, you look down on the baby-rearing machine made by the Gray Wolf King, you're quite brave~ Want to make a bet?"
Qiong stood beside the Black Tower, her elbows resting on the synthesizer, looking down at the elegantly seated Black Tower doll with a smile.
"Kid, my time is very precious."
Black Tower said irritably.
"The stake is an item that can influence the Star God, and can only be experienced once for a limited time."
Qiong took off the black beret from the head of the big black tower doll, lifted it with her fingers, and twirled it like a handkerchief in a Northeast folk opera.
"...But then again, Qiong, you are, after all, my simulated universe tester, and interacting with you can improve work efficiency."
After Black Tower finished speaking at lightning speed, he looked up and stared intently at the sky, as if he were staring at a beggar who possessed the key to a vault.
"You know the rules."
Qiong took out a white plastic chair from her spatial ring and sat down.
"Dad! Please!"
A drawn-out tone, a sweet, cloying voice, and an instant response.
Integrity?
Shame?
Those things were already optimized away by Black Tower during the research.
Ruan Mei stared blankly at the two of them with her mouth agape, while Luo Sigumu adjusted his top hat and turned his head away.
The next instant, the two of them turned their heads back at the same time. The android had no expression, but the Hare Rabbit could clearly sense the astonishment of this very polite genius.
"It can influence..."
"Star God?"
What is the purpose of geniuses creating simulated universes?
Isn't it all about uncovering the secrets of the Star God?
But now, Qiong says he has something that can influence the Star God?
"Don't get excited yet. This thing can indeed affect the Star God, but it also requires the Star God to cooperate a little bit."
Qiong took out the Tabora Earring, made a feint in front of the Black Tower, and then put it back into the system equipment space.
"..."
Black Tower, Screw Gum, and Ruan Mei exchanged glances, each with a different expression.
Even if some cooperation from the Star God is required, if it can truly affect the Star God, it is enough to demonstrate the special nature of the Qiong thing.
Regarding the veracity of Qiong's words, Slugum, who is unfamiliar with Qiong, immediately dismissed them, and calculations showed that the probability of them being true was relatively low.
But after seeing the Black Tower's reaction to Qiong's request, the probability increased to over 75%!
Ruan Mei, who was initially skeptical, also changed her mind because of Hei Ta's attitude.
"Okay, how do you want to bet?"
The coquettish smile vanished from Daheita's face, as if she hadn't been the one who had suddenly called him "Dad."
"I'll bet you can completely replicate this 'child-soothing' all-purpose synthesizer. If you can do it, I'll let you experience it."
Qiong is 100% certain that if she directly asks Heita to use the Tapora Earrings to merge with her, Hoshino, or another female body, Heita will definitely agree!
How could a genius possibly let such a miraculous thing pass by?
So why bother bringing it up?
Wouldn't it be better to have Black Tower beg him to merge?
Neither Ruan Mei nor Luo Sigumu could eliminate this magical and unknown external diversity.
"If you can't do it, I haven't decided on the stakes yet... How about we set it as a condition that you have to meet? Even if you lose, I'll give you a chance to experience it, but only when I'm in a good mood. You should understand what I mean."
Black Tower, whose research desire stemmed from interest, naturally understood what 'being in a good mood' meant, but she still frowned slightly. A condition that had to be met was too broad, and she loosened her grip.
One of her decisions can affect most of the galaxy!
Seeing Heita frown, Qiong added with a smile, "You can ask Screw Gumu and Ruan Mei to help with the research and replication."
Even Luo Sigu and Ruan Mei stared intently at Qiong this time. Was he really going to challenge all three geniuses at once?
Use a baby toy?
"To gamble, or not to gamble?"
"Let's gamble!"
Without much hesitation, Heita slapped her doll-like hand onto the table.
Qiong has already said all this, if she backs down, will it still be the Black Tower?
Screw Gum, Ruan Mei, and even Haha Rabbit can all see in Black Tower her unique pride and frankness. At the heart of her pride is the recognition of her strength, and at the heart of her frankness is the confidence in her vision.
"Question: What is the purpose of this childcare machine?"
From a mechanical aesthetic point of view, ScrewGumm felt that the machine's aesthetics were not as bad as Black Tower had said; it had a unique beauty that was... indescribable.
Whether it's Screw Gum, Ruan Mei, or Hei Ta, they can all intuitively guess the machine's function from its name, "Universal Synthesizer." However, Qiong's inexplicable confidence in this device makes the three of them feel that it might not be so simple.
"It can combine any three items into a snack or a toy."
While explaining the rules of the synthesizer, Qiong gave a live demonstration to the three of them.
He first took out the Hidden Moon Gourd that Xueyi had given him, poured out a Suiyang (a type of gourd), and stuffed it into the glass jar.
This surprised the three geniuses. Using the essence of living starlight as material?
Qiong grabbed the pastries that were placed in front of Ruan Mei and put them into the second fusion slot. Looking at the empty third fusion slot, Qiong thought for a moment, then took out a neatly bound book that looked quite educational and threw it in.
It was a record book, a kind of "dog food" that gave characters experience in the game.
While experience does not exist in the real universe, such books do exist, which use telepathic beacons to impart a certain level of experience and knowledge to others.
By analogy, it's somewhat like Mewtwo in Night City, allowing consciousness to experience things from a third-person perspective, learning or experiencing them.
Under the watchful eyes of the three geniuses and Little Habbit, Qiong pressed the large green switch, and the all-purpose synthesizer began to operate.
Suiyang, pastries, and record books were sucked into the pipe, accompanied by a buzzing sound, and in just a few seconds, the book-shaped cakes were spat out from the outlet.
[Kids should learn to be mischievous, that's great!]
The synthesizer screen also displayed an evaluation of the synthesis, probably a compliment set up by Grey Wolf?
"Why was only this much produced?"
Qiong looked at the cake, which only had six pieces, with some confusion.
Previously, the production volume of synthetic snacks was quite large. Could it be to prevent children from eating too much cake and not eating regular meals?
"Who wants to try it first?"
Qiong placed the cakes on five plates, giving one to each person present, and putting the remaining cake back into her spatial ring.
"I'll do it!"
Based on the previous candy, Black Tower guessed that the cake might have special effects, and she picked it up without hesitation.
It's a pity I didn't record the process of eating candy before, but I'll record it this time!
As for unexpected events?
It's just a doll, not the real thing.
Qiong gestured for him to enter, her black and pink lips parted slightly, and she deftly put the cake into her mouth.
"The taste is not bad...!"
Before he could finish speaking, Black Tower's previously smug expression froze, his pupils contracted, and he sat up abruptly, his face becoming serious.
"Black Tower, what's wrong? Are you alright?"
Qiong raised his hand and waved it in front of the amethyst eyes that were staring down at the cake in his palm, but Black Tower's gaze seemed to pierce through his hand.
These three ingredients, when combined, shouldn't create a snack with too many negative effects, right?
Ruan Mei gazed thoughtfully at the Black Tower. She parted her lips slightly, took a small bite of the cake, and two seconds later her pupils dilated for a moment before she stared intently at the cake in her hand.
Next up was the screw-in gum, and the reaction was pretty much the same.
Qiong and Hai Tu exchanged a glance.
"Hey, wait a minute!"
Just as Haha Rabbit reached out to stop her, Qiong swallowed the cake.
PS:
Chapter 457 Physics no longer exists.
Realizing from the performance of the three geniuses that the snack might have an extraordinary effect, Qiong swallowed her share without hesitation.
Taking a bite of the cake, the rich, sweet cream, with its unique bookish aroma, flows across the tongue, penetrates the taste buds, and bursts with fragrance in the throat.
At that moment, Qiong felt as if her brain was undergoing a violent explosion.
Like a replica of classic video footage, calculation formulas emerge from the Big Bang singularity, demonstrating an unprecedented clarity and agility of thought.
It's like taking a math exam in your senior year of high school. You can do every single question, from the first multiple-choice question to the final, most challenging one.
Then, you pick up a carbon pen, and ghosts and gods tremble, a thousand armies are no match for you, just like Zhao Zilong charging into battle at Changban Slope, incidentally killing Cao Cao and establishing yourself as emperor.
It feels a hundred times better than putting on new underwear on the first day of the new year!
There is a suitable saying in Taoism to describe this state.
Mysterious and mystical, the door to all wonders.
Qiong was certain that if he could eat a bite of this stuff during his university finals, he wouldn't need to study for a week before the exams; the knowledge he had left over from his studies would be enough to get him a perfect score!
The blue-green electronic eye of the screw-like device flickered faintly.
The amethyst eyes of the Great Black Tower doll have lost their luster and focus, and the Black Tower itself seems to have lost its mental connection due to some event.
Ruan Mei's beautiful face, which could be described as magnificent, was indifferent and silent, but her eyes were like a plum blossom falling into a garden pond, rippling with emotion.
She had a sudden inspiration and tried to cultivate life on the space station. The creature that looked like a cat and a pastry was the result of the experiment.
At this moment, Ruan Mei's inspiration swept through her consciousness like a starburst.
In a daze, she seemed to see the vibrant colors of life, dazzling as a riot of flowers, magnificent and wondrous enough to touch the soul.
Countless life frameworks, gene structure optimization schemes, and experimental plans were born in her mind in an instant.
The moment Ruan Mei realized her strange state, she instantly eradicated all thoughts about cat cakes from her mind and redirected that burst of inspiration to research on the breeding envoy.
To this day, her experiments have failed countless times, and the outcome is always predictable.
Ruan Mei made her last attempt to replicate the envoy on her space station. The best experimental record was that the envoy existed for 32 seconds, and the experimental subject did not actually become an envoy.
One of her purposes in coming to the Black Tower Space Station was to witness firsthand the entire process of the Dome Test simulating a global locust plague, to extract data on the Insect Queen and her offspring, to replicate and cultivate them, and thus to open up a completely new branch of research.
At this moment, however, the testing of the global locust plague has not yet begun, and no data has been obtained.
Supported by this explosive inspiration, countless failed experiments and ideas from the past were transformed into fuel that burned brightly.
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