"What a surprise. I thought you would make clear arrangements for them. According to Dongyan culture, what is it called...sending Buddha to the West?"
"It turned out that he came back so quickly."
"It's enough to teach them to contact them. I also left the contact information of two Internet investigators. I will show them the way, but I won't help them."
"Is it?"
The stellar platform, which was still scorching hot, now looked empty.
But maybe it won't be long before a new data creature emerges from the elevator or stairway.
So Jestis, who finally had time to change back to his human form, looked around with some worry.
I was afraid that the next passengers would be different from the previous passengers and would directly show their aggression under stress.
Before, he had somehow cooperated and behaved very harmlessly because of Mr. Linton's words, so that he could not be directly attacked by that sensitive guy.
Of course, thinking back carefully...the giant beast that looked like the leader did not resist and should have taken the direct lead.
But now they are standing directly on the platform, with an appearance that is completely different from those withered shapes, which may make the passengers nervous when they see them.
Compared to his tense expression, Omer, who was also sitting on the cracked seat in a human posture, looked up quite relaxedly and looked up at the background composed of countless data celestial bodies.
He closed his eyes to recall the dream stars mentioned by the two girls. There was a slight gap between the picture he imagined and the reality, but fortunately those crude star paintings were indeed very similar.
Because it's sloppy enough, even if what you see when you open your eyes is obviously different from what you imagined, you won't feel frustrated.
Then he got up and walked around the platform again, wandering along the route, attracting Justice's eyes: "Hey! Where are you going?"
"Take a turn."
He said, looking at the empty platform with nothing but cracked seats and twisted train tracks.
His eyes scanned the marks of different shades on the ground. Some were like feet, some were like claws, and some were inexplicable shapes, but most of them were plantar, not toe, and there were no hoofs.
Apart from these footprints, there are no other traces here.
This is natural. There is nothing here, and there are few passengers. Although there are passengers, they will line up one after another to wait for the bus, or face each other.
It is difficult for this kind of place to become a paradise for playing in the new universe as Rong Jin Shining described.
Of course, in fact, even if it is just playing, you can also directly use other strange-shaped natural structures of passengers to play.
For example, there was a passenger before. He looked like a sixteenth note with long legs and legs. He could sit in front of him and dig into the ground behind him.
It was previously mounted by Justice in this position - hanging from the groove of the fighter plane itself.
Because that guy didn't have a cabin, everyone on board looked like a vehicle acrobatic from the Inmo area.
Omo looked at it and the other passengers, and it was not difficult to imagine the confrontation between these strange-looking little passengers who wanted to relax but refused to relax after leaving the harsh and terrifying world, until the one who was with everyone The misfit child wanders here——
——brings kindness that they have never experienced before, as well as entertainment that can be achieved without harming others.
The first one is probably hide and seek.
Homare closed his eyes.
Yes, hide and seek.
Those children had already learned how to survive in that fiery purgatory. They not only had to fight, they also had to learn to find a way out and avoid the enemy.
The large passengers themselves are obstacles that add points to the game, and they act as scenery for the smaller ones to really use for entertainment.
And after that, it's the eagle catching the chick.
This is probably a novel concept. For the little warriors forged in the scorching heat, they have almost never experienced being protected, and they have almost never protected others.
When they learn this, they will be directly distinguished from their former compatriots and regain the 'goodwill' that is extremely difficult for survivors of incomplete information and purgatory.
Then there are the big guys. They should be good at getting fun from the interaction with the little guys. This will also be taught by the new universe, and this will be more difficult than the first two points, so she may have to use some of her own abilities...
He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the messy marks on the ground again. Those footprints of different shades were incompatible with the dry ancient platform. They seemed like hide-and-seek footsteps, like an eagle catching a chicken, and they seemed to be standing together. Look at the colorful world that girl showed them.
These are all images, audiovisuals, and various texts that she has never seen with her own eyes, but has been collected during her wanderings in the online universe.
He walked around the platform step by step, thinking, and felt that he might be able to express something more, the child's inexplicable firmness, and the child's inexplicable kindness and patience.
I feel that when she first came into contact with online messages, they might have been particularly sunny and friendly information.
But in the end, what he felt was a miracle.
Because it is impossible to explain how she can maintain her kindness, patience and stability in the chaotic and disorderly information on the Internet.
That is almost impossible, and given the limitations of her peers, such a screening...
He was suddenly startled and turned to look around.
In the eyes that were suddenly filled with dark red, black slits crawled up again.
Like the darkness that drives an arm, it creates the eyes of a poisonous snake that always borrows foreign objects to lock in the glow.
Ever since he witnessed the match between Aimu Orihime and Narita Road, he realized that through that dark vision, all the colors he could see were more vivid.
Just like a game screen with increased saturation, some subtle subtleties can be clearly seen, including some faint and swaying spirits.
For example, the sister who loves Orihime, or...
At this moment, the translucent little girl was standing on her tiptoes, shaking her cuffs in front of him.
Her expressionless face and consistent performance made her look like a bionic girl. But when she noticed the sudden change in the focus of the young man's eyes, she was immediately stunned and unconsciously uttered something. Whispered in surprise:
"...Ah, confirm..."
She tilted her head slightly, raised her index finger, as if the headphone signal was unstable, and a little glow in the dark blue eyes met the darkness in the dark red eyes:
"Finally, achieved 'visualization'?"
"I think it's different," Omer said, pointing to his eyes, "The state of these eyes is different from that of most people. In other words, you haven't achieved 'concrete' yet."
"Huh? Are you talking? Mr. Linton, who are you talking to?"
"And the young lady who loves to show off her strength will soon make herself tired and disappear."
"Huh?" As a recipient of countless information and knowledge on the Internet, the super agent clearly has the natural ability to be a Riddler, but he always feels that Mr. Linton is the ultimate Riddler.
But before Homais could express any humanistic concern for him, he heard the young lady say in a low, feeble voice:
"Neo Universe is just one of the nodes, it is just looking for autoguider, and now... it has been overfulfilled."
"You don't need an automatic guidance device? Are you really watching here all the time?"
"Well, Neo Universe [kept its promise], but in the middle...convection was excessive."
"Excessive convection?" Homa asked.
The exchange of heat energy through the movement of matter is called convection. In other words... just as Omer thought, the energy consumption was so excessive that it almost disappeared.
"It doesn't matter, repeat, the "goal" has been exceeded. The Neo Universe at this moment will continue, waiting for observers..."
"Don't wait, I've had enough of the back and forth chase."
Suddenly he raised his hand and grabbed the opponent's wide long sleeves that should have been wide but felt as thin as a piece of paper. This thing reminded Omo of Tachyon's white coat, but this thought was just a fleeting thought. , just as the other party's eyes widened in shock, Omo raised his other hand and crossed the light screen.
A scene of a conversation between several horse girls appeared on it, and in the next second, Tea House, Bourbon, and Aiori on the screen looked sideways almost at the same time.
"...Trainer?"
"Master?"
"What are you doing?"
Rongjin Shining and the Desert Hero looked at each other belatedly, and then became surprised.
"Can you feel it? Miss Rongjin Shining, Miss Desert Hero?"
As he asked this question, without stopping his finger on the screen, he dialed the communication of the three AI goddesses.
"I caught a new cosmic fragment here that is about to dissipate. How about using source energy to make her a permanent node?"
(End of chapter)
