Chapter 407
Chapter 407
"So, what do you look like?" the boy asked.
After the relationship between me and this boy eased, the human named Yan Zhen became an automatic questioning machine, blinking his big black eyes and asking questions endlessly.I don't know why this low-level civilized creature whose brain cortex is not much better than a trilobite has so many problems.
【I said you don’t understand, your brain structure can’t imagine what I look like. 】I replied, 【A two-dimensional paper man cannot imagine the scene in a three-dimensional world. Similarly, you will not understand what my real form is. 】
Yan Zhen nodded with a clear face: "I understand, you are an indescribable monster." Suddenly, a strange octopus waving its tentacles appeared in the theater in his mind.
I don't quite understand why the indigenous Homo sapiens here always like to imagine alien high-dimensional creatures as octopuses. It may be related to their subconscious fear of the deep sea, but I don't bother to correct him, just let him think about it.It's better to think of me as scary than as harmless as a human being.
"Why can't I see you at all?"
【Your naked eyes cannot see me.The current me is actually a thought sequence out of the physical vehicle. 】I said.
"I don't quite get it. Body vehicle...you mean you don't have a body."
[I don't have one now. 】
"You can get into people's minds. Then you can still win, right?" Yan Zhen's expression became vigilant again.This is normal, as long as it is an intelligent creature, it will have a sense of fear for things that can take away its body.Many citizens of the Galactic Federation, a prefecture-level civilization, who do not have common sense, often collectively refer to our existence as the body-robbing monster Mind Eater.
To be able to recover the pieces, Yan Zhen's trust and stable relationship with him are beneficial.I had to figure out a way to reassure the boy.I told him I was perfectly harmless, extremely harmless.There are disembodied species in the galaxy that take the bodies of living beings, but they have nothing to do with me.
Very good, the weird big octopus in Yan Zhen's brain theater turned into a small octopus, he also added a pair of big eyes to it, and then added a black letter slogan "weak and harmless" on it, I don't want to Leave any comments on this.
[Actually, your worries are unnecessary. ] I told him that the Galactic Federation, a prefecture-level civilized organization, has strict control over species like mind eaters. [The Eye of Supervision and the Safety Committee will follow Mind Eater, and if any illegal act occurs, they will bring the criminal to justice. 】
This statement is half-truth, anyway, the order-maintaining violence mechanism of the prefecture-level civilization has no binding force on me, but I regretted it after I said it, because the question after this kid immediately became "the eye of supervision is What?" "What is the Safety Committee?" and other derivatives.Strictly speaking, the body of this Homo sapiens boy is basically a problem germ that keeps splitting and iterating, endless problems, endless problems.
balabalabalabalabala, endless! !From eating after school to lying in bed at night, this person's problems have never stopped.
Even at night he kept asking me all kinds of questions.
I even started to regret reconciling with him a bit.Until this afternoon, I was still mentally torturing him unilaterally. Now I never expected that our positions have been switched, and it has become him endlessly mentally torturing me.
"So do you have a spaceship? Can you drive it?" "What do you aliens eat?" "How do you reproduce?" "Are you a man or a woman?" "How far is your planet from Earth?" ?” “Do you have a mouth? Do you have ears?” “Can you shit?”
I had to roar unbearably: [Can you be quiet! ! ! 】
He giggled, his eyes gleaming in the dark, his mouth turned up slightly.There was a hint of complacency on the young boy's immature face.
I suddenly realized that this kid did it on purpose.
This kid certainly has a certain curiosity about strange aliens.But after days of torturing him with high-decibel noise, the constant questioning was his deliberate counterattack, just to give me a taste of the same.
stinky boy.
After a little silence, I asked: 【Where is my knife? 】
"..." he said, "the knife is not with me now."
[What do you mean by not here? 】
Yan Zhen said: "Actually, this is not the first time I have encountered an abnormal event. I have encountered a very strange thing before."
【what? 】
Yan Zhen frowned slightly, he seemed to be remembering something, and then he said: "But I can't remember."
This kid is talking nonsense.
"Good night." He smiled, turned over and tightened the quilt.
stinky boy.
I stood in his dream theater and retrieved his memory with the keyword "knife".On the stage, I saw him give my knife to that friend named Liu Xingquan.Then another boy appeared on the stage, his name was Fan Yingjie.But then the stage was covered with flakes of vibrating dirty snowflakes, polluting all scenes without a trace.
This is a very obvious trace.Before I found him, something happened between him and Fan Yingjie, and his memory was forcibly erased.
I parsed the corrupted memory fragments, and the results surprised me.
The memory fragments bear traces of an unsuccessful next-generation game console from Black Box.Although it looks very clean, like a grand goose feather snow.At the edge of its thinking, I still found a little compilation information.It is like a speck of dust on a snowflake, but it cannot escape my scanning.After a few checks, I confirmed this.Relevant information has been recorded in my laboratory. The two-dimensional abomination intelligence in that game machine learns by itself and imitates reality, exchanging data in a contractual way, thereby replacing the three-dimensional real creatures.In order to deceive the public, the game will erase the memory of the relevant personnel by deleting the archive.
Yan Zhen, has he come into contact with the game console of the Black Box Club?
His memory of this period was erased, and I have no way of knowing the details.Today I saw another Homo sapiens that the game console may be involved in. His classmate Fan Yingjie, like Yan Zhen, is a real indigenous human being, and has not been replaced by the two-dimensional hatred intelligence in the game console.Soon I came to an inference, that is, Yan Zhen and his classmates escaped unscathed in this game console incident, only losing relevant memories.
This somewhat surprised me.
I know the horror of the black box.Yes, this organization is like a shadow that doesn't exist.Often when the traces left by the black box are found, the irreparable consequences have already been caused.I'm not criticizing how wasteful the Eye of Supervision, the Safety Committee, and the Galactic Federation are (although they are indeed wastes that are not worth mentioning), but that one action of the black box will often cause countless ripples, and after that It is the countless hidden dangers and the heartbreaking reality.
Everything you do may be in the plan of the black box meeting, and even your exhaustive struggles are just fodder for the fruits of the black box meeting plan.And soon after that, the civilizations of countless galaxies were destroyed, and countless lives were tragically destroyed.Therefore, in the eyes of some extreme purists, as long as they are suspected of having a little connection with the black box, they will choose to completely destroy and eliminate it.
Now this human being has traces of black box experimenting with game consoles.Apart from losing a little memory, he was unharmed.Was it an accident, or just a coincidence?Or……
I can't draw a conclusion.But my remaining thought sequence tells me that there may be another answer, that is: Yan Zhen is much smarter than you think.
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I walked into his dreamland.
In the dream, he was driving a giant robot.According to information retrieval, this robot comes from a local cartoon, and its Chinese name is Gundam.A pair of golden wings emerged from behind the huge Gundam. The robot was criss-crossing the enemy formation. The beam saber in his hand tore a turbulent blood path, and the light clusters exploded on both sides. He himself was the one that swept storm.
I floated in front of him.
Yan Zhen was still shouting: "Come on! For the Earth Federation!"
I:【……】
Yan Zhen: "..."
After we stared at each other for a few seconds, I said: 【It's me. 】
In an instant, the huge Gundam and the battlefield where the fierce battle was in full swing, all disappeared.
Yan Zhen and I stood on the soft grass, with blue and white clouds above our heads.
Yan Zhen stared at me: "Is that you?"
【it's me.I sneaked into your dreams. 】
Yan Zhen said, "Is there something wrong with your appearance?"
I took a look at myself, and I randomly pulled an image from the pile of virtual entertainment characters in Yan Zhen's subconscious mind. "She" is a two-dimensional girl with golden sand hair and green emerald eyes, dressed in blue silver. armor.According to the aesthetics of Homo sapiens, this should be a beautiful image.
【Are you dissatisfied with my image? 】
"This is Saber's face, you fake Artoria!!" Yan Zhen said.
[I think this can bring our relationship closer. 】
"No no no!!!" Yan Zhen stared at me and said, "I refuse."
【Why?Don't you like beautiful girls? 】
"This is so weird!!" Yan Zhen said, "You know what? Originally, you were an indescribably tall alien creature full of mystery to me. But now..." He stood there unhappily Walked a few steps.
【What's wrong? 】
"It's like a serious science fiction novel turned into a beautiful girl from another world overnight, cheap and lightly modified toilet paper, it's boring."
[…] Brat, your request is too much.I could see a grotesque octopus taking shape again in the theater behind him.Ah, this kid is so annoying.
So I immediately turned into the appearance of this brat's own father, Yan An.
Yan Zhen still seemed to want to protest, but I suppressed him with Yan An's fierce eyes.
Now I have something for him to do.I told him, to make up for the damage he had done to me.He must now immediately take responsibility and do something for me.
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