Foreword:
We were very poor at that time, but very happy.
——Ernest Miller Hemingway
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[Part 1·Illusion of Space and Time]
"204863? 204863! 204863?!"
Fragrant Fantasy's hair exploded, and the spirit body splashed out from the gaps in the iron helmet in wave-like turbulence. It never expected that it would meet No. 63 again under such circumstances!
Is this guy an electronic ghost? Was the number sixty-three compiled by artificial intelligence based on Jiang Xueming’s thinking model?
Or... he is the high-dimensional creature himself...
"Stop thinking nonsense." The second brother gently patted Fenxiang Huanmeng's face: "It's me, it's me, I'm the same as the fake one - FE204863."
Fenxiang Huanmeng was almost going crazy, her two claws were digging at the iron helmet involuntarily, and her head was itching, as if she was about to grow a brain.
"Who are you now? Why did you become the artificial intelligence of Shinto City..."
The little kitten had ten thousand reasons in mind, so FE204863 gave it a simple explanation——
——As for this [simplicity], it is the simplicity that Sixty-Three understands.
He took a deep breath, and then kept talking for one minute and thirty-six seconds without stopping. Not only was he a top Reaper, he was also a top Rapper, and he recited an obscure story with Hunwei. .
"First of all, you should have felt something was wrong when I climbed out of this kid's bathtub before this mission, because I rarely have a presence in this story, and every time I appear, it should be an earth-shattering event, so The slap he received was really important, depending on the premise that God does not throw the dice, but the reality is that God not only throws the dice but is also a gambling monster."
While talking, Sixty-three collected equipment and rushed on the road without missing a beat. He was very efficient in cleaning the battlefield, making various gestures, letting Fenxiang Huanmeng listen and go get the bullets.
"Then after I got the [Key] to unlock and upgrade the [Regret Medicine] ability, I found that I could not only turn back four hours of time, because Bai Lu's last words were no longer an inner demon for me. I defeated it and crushed it. It has completely gotten rid of its psychological shadow with the help of you fucking cuties. My shellshock has been cured at the same time. It’s unbelievable. There are more than 100,000 parallel universes that I want to surpass. Time and Space has tried its best to come to you and give you a few likes——"
"——I'm sorry, I've been talking a lot since I opened my heart, and people always say that as you get older, you'll become talkative. It's just like the old man and grandma in the community next to the tourist attraction who often talk about all kinds of monsters and ghosts on the Internet. The red tourist pointed, now I am also in such a state of rampant thinking. Since transcending time and space and becoming a high-dimensional creature, the brain needs to receive, process, analyze, and classify countless information. There are many moments when individuals with fragile minds gain this power. The personality will be disintegrated and become part of the chaotic information flow of the universe. There are very few examples of being able to become independent high-dimensional creatures."
"Wait, wait, wait!" Fenfang Huanmeng raised her hand, asking Sixty-three to slow down and said, "Second brother, please slow down, Second brother, don't be like this... Second brother..."
Sixty-three fastened the pistol to the chest guard, which was very different from Xueming's combat habits——
——He followed Fragrant Fantasy’s request and slowed down his speech.
"Sorry, this can't be easy. Nothing is easy for adults."
He hangs his secondary weapon on his chest to enter the bottom-column lock-fire mode more quickly. The main weapon is hung on the side of the chest with a three-point strap, all for quick firing.
Xueming's method of carrying weapons was different, and Fenfang Huanmeng knew clearly - this guy was indeed Sixty-Three.
That was the training characteristic of SOG and SEAL Team 6. Sixty-three had trained in these teams. On the flight from Reykjavik to Hong Kong, Jiang Xueming remembered that Sixty-three used this shooting system and Fighting techniques.
"Then..." Fenfang Huanmeng is still a little worried.
, after all, artificial intelligence can explore the cerebral cortex of Homo sapiens and construct a personality based on memory, so it then asked: "Second brother..."
Sixty-three: "Huh? Tell me what you have to say. There's nothing you can't ask."
Fragrance Fantasy: "I heard what you just said, you have become a high-dimensional...high-dimensional creature now, right?"
Sixty-three shook his head: "It has changed, but it has not changed completely. Seriously speaking, higher-dimensional life forms should be able to live in countless time and space in the past, present, and future at the same time. They are like the physical phenomena of the universe itself, time and time again. After the heat death, it explodes again and again, constantly moving and reorganizing - my senses are not that powerful. Without [regret medicine], I can't know the future in advance, and I can't go back to the past time and space. In short, it will be difficult to explain. After spending a lot of time, you can treat me as a strange creature from three and a half dimensions."
"I just heard you say..." Fenfang Huanmeng followed Sixty-Three as she trotted towards the night patrol center. "You ran into the FE33031 universe this time just to slap Big Brother?"
"That is our Holy Father and Savior." Sixty-three pointedly corrected: "Without him, there would be no me now, and there would be no you."
Fragrant Fantasy: "You slapped the Holy Father and the Savior? Just because of this?"
Sixty-three: "Because he actually had that damn idea, my God, I can't even think about it..."
This idea refers to Jiang Xueming wanting to hand over some of JoeStar's things to the children. At this moment, FE204863 climbed out of the bathtub and gave Xueming a hard bag, causing an uncomfortable situation. Less psychological damage.
Fragrance fantasy dreams don’t understand——
——It doesn’t know, it’s unclear, it can’t figure it out.
Sixty-three decided to briefly describe what would have happened in the future without this slap——
——But it’s limited to what he understands as [simple].
"If I don't come back and slap him, the property that the Holy Father left to the children will be too much, too much."
"Various accidents will occur in the growth path of children. After his eldest son took over some of the things of Anonymous, the madness index increased sharply. Not everyone's mind can withstand the intensity of the work of the Holy Father. According to the standards of the Holy Father, to deal with the problem."
"The average number of things that Anonymous Doe needs to handle every day is sixty-one. They come from various blocks and walks of life. They are unfair and unclean. They are legal but unreasonable. If Anonymous Doe is regarded as the front desk of BOSS, then this Front-end managers need very strong mental qualities and are top-notch thread tearers.”
"The eldest young master worked for a year and six months with the help of his father, and then he began to lose his energy. Then the second young master began to have mental problems."
"This boy was arranged by the Holy Father and the Savior to study law in Galahad. People begin to lose their humanity when they study too much law. However, this is not the main reason. The main reason is the desire for power - the two male lions in the family always They will start to fight for territory. This happens as naturally as boys showing off in front of the opposite sex, reading license plates and sales prices while walking in the parking lot, and making involuntary shooting movements. This is human nature. "
"The second young master was envious and jealous of the eldest son's power, and then began to distort it. The sound legal system is to share the burden of daily affairs with the eldest son, and to repair the loopholes in various areas of the underground world - but the second young master took a shortcut .”
"He decided to cause an accident to bring his father's attention back to him, and tried to take away the throne of the anonymous front desk."
"It was this terrifying mental power that opened an irreparable scar in the entire family. Jiang Bai died, and Jiang Zhengyang obtained powers such as the incarnation of a butterfly and a blood-granted body with the secret help of the Eternal Alliance."
"The Holy Father lost his eldest son in middle age. He would never have thought that all this came from a hasty and weak idea many years ago - to hand over the property to his children to take care of."
"In addition, the third son who went to Guangling to train with the Zhixi Corps returned to the Nine Realms. He faced the ruthless ambush and assassination of his second brother. Fortunately, Bai Zhenzhen did not die."
Fragrant Fantasy: "***? This little beast!"
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, you will be anxious later." Sixty-three continued: "So they fought back and forth, fought back and forth, fought back and forth, fought back and forth - the Alliance of Eternals and The Holy Father and Ao Ruomingde serve as the backstage, and the two children of the War King serve as the frontstage. They start a long tug-of-war as pawns."
"When I mentioned the fourth [calling back and forth], our Jiang Zheng, our youngest daughter, finally came online."
"On June 3, 2048, Zheng'er awakened her soul power through some psychic rituals that I didn't quite understand and couldn't understand, and she found me."
"She asked me to stop this from happening. She was very rude. She broke in through the fucking window while I was taking a shower in the dormitory, and tore open the waterproof curtain in the bathroom. The clothes I changed were all wet, and I had to be naked** *Going over to the lower bunk brother, naked ass to get underwear - do you know how embarrassing that is?"
Fenfang Huanmeng shook her head: "I don't know..."
"All in all, I received this girl's request for help and made various attempts. At the same time, I went back in time hundreds of thousands of times, and six different main branches and more than thirty different categories appeared. Scenario interpretation is arranged like capillaries and as complex as synapses. The whole dormitory is filled with my diary data to record these things."
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[Part·Abstract work]
Fenfang Huanmeng then asked: "I dare to ask...Second brother...what are you doing now?"
"Department related to time and space management, the name of my unit is the Hounds of Tindalos..." Mentioning this, Sixty-three immediately became excited: "Travelers will appear in many parallel universes. These things that cannot be explained by classical physics can be explained by quantum physics. There are monsters and ghosts that are alive and kicking in the physical realm. They will run to different time and space and do some very strange things——"
"——For example, giving birth to civilization, accelerating civilization, and regressing civilization."
"——For example, marry more than three hundred wives and have more than one million children."
"——If it travels with the physical body, it may cause a very terrible plague to the local ecology, directly or indirectly leading to the destruction of a certain civilization."
"When I turned into a 3.5-dimensional creature, I thought my story was over. But when I returned to my universe No. FE204863, I immediately received a job offer."
"Most of my colleagues in the dormitory are also immortals, with the ability to appear in the past, present, and future at the same time. Individuals like Mr. Victor are actually very suitable for this job. If we apply his memory classification method to our work , I should be like a fish in water and my performance will skyrocket.”
"Any civilization is rare in the universe and is the crown jewel. Intelligence itself is a very precious resource. Our unit advocates themes such as care, protection, and acceptance."
"Oh..." Fenfang Huanmeng said thoughtfully, "Then Zheng'er came to you for help. Are you missing work?"
Sixty-three shook his head and explained patiently.
"That's not the case. Regarding the disaster that occurred in FE33031 on June 3, 2048, it not only stopped in the underground world, but also had a series of chain reactions. It can be said that this butterfly flapped its wings sixteen years ago. The ending was the Third World War of mankind - everyone started planting mushrooms without mercy, and after planting, the mushrooms continued to survive. After more than 120 years of post-war survival, everyone was happy and successfully exterminated."
"More than five million years later, we picked up stones and sticks again, transformed from apes into humans, and started building a new civilization again."
"Prompted by such a piece of disaster assessment data, I finally received the mission briefing from the leader. The specific content of the mission was to slap our great Holy Father and Savior - this is what I got after countless deductions. The best result is to address the root cause of the problem rather than sorting out every thread in a longer-term timeline like knitting a sweater.”
The fragrant dream feels like a strong, unreal, imaginary feeling with your legs off the ground.
Although it is a spirit body, when facing high-dimensional creatures, its thinking logic still cannot keep up with the complex and chaotic information.
"What now? Isn't your mission completed? How come it appears in the neural network of Shinto City? What's going on?"
Sixty-three came to the night patrol center with a fragrant dream. There was no one around, and the processing center was completely shut down.
When he saw the two guns of Yinhe and Jingguang, he immediately threw away the weapons on his body and took a good shot at the treasure made by Jiang Xueming. Then he asked Fenfang Huanmeng to use the materials in the processing workshop to rub the bullets on the spot.
"Let's put it this way, I applied for a leave of absence from the bureau, and by the way, I took on a small task—that is, an investigation task about FE33031 Shinto City."
Fenfang Fantasy cut the typical human assembly pedestal into a stamping machine and was working on 9*39 bullet casings. When it heard this sentence, it immediately raised its head: "Investigation mission? Are there enemies who can control time here?! Our world Are there any time travelers here?"
"No, no, no, it's just an excuse." Sixty-three showed sly eyes and said with a bad smile: "I said that the catastrophe of FE33031 was solved last time, but there are still some weird things in this parallel universe. Things, such as the sacred beasts in the underground world of the Ryukyu Islands, people use them as spiritual mediums to construct a neural network that can transcend time, which is the [Bliss Space]——"
"——There are many, many bizarre stories in [Elysium Space]. People can live in the past and the future at the same time. The psychic thoughts and various events created are all evidence."
[In view of the general environment,
Sixty-three was applying maintenance oil to the firearm, turning the sleeve, and checking the status of the firearm, while imitating various characters and content in [Elysium].
His expressions are exaggerated and his acting skills are lively. He is not at all like the introverted and shy boy Xueming.
"Japanese air! It's good to breathe! American air! It's hard to breathe!"
"Japanese fish! Delicious! American fish! Terrible!"
"Japan's nuclear sewage! If you drink it, you will live forever! America's nuclear sewage! If you drink it, you will die!"
It was an expression with bulging eyes, telling the story of the golden age of the little people, imitating the characters in the virtual cyberspace of Shinto City.
"This kind of weird, jingoistic, populist, abstract and ruthless work is so powerful that it directly attracted the keen attention of my immediate boss."
Sixty-three then explained with a smile——
"——Can you imagine? When I entered a strange community and came into contact with the individuals in [Elysium Space], I really had the illusion of being trapped in a space-time illusion."
"At first, people in [Elysium] thought I was a virus and wanted to kick me out, so I started violently breaking down the door and escaping to a small community."
"There was an autistic brother in that community. He built a kingdom for himself. It was like a worldview that combined Chinese and Western elements. The territory covered more than four million square kilometers, with various countries and races. It almost became a kingdom. It’s a little civilized.”
"When the autistic brother saw me, he thought I was a devil. I did do some impolite things. I choked his neck and threatened the pursuers behind me not to get close - otherwise I would destroy his software. What do you think the hostage said?"
The fragrant fantasy has turned into a ruthless car and bullet machine with no good temper.
"I won't guess."
"——Don't be nervous!" Sixty-three bulged his eyes and pretended, imitating the residents of [Elysium Space]: "This guy doesn't dare to kill me! And you! You intruders must have been sent by other demon kings. Bar!"
"I am the king! This is my sacred and inviolable territory!"
"As long as you dare to kill me! Immediately after my death, more than twenty trucks will hit and kill more than twenty depressed and lustful scum in different worlds!"
"They will come to my territory to avenge me! Marry my daughters! Sign a contract with the half-clothed *** goddess! Get the Holy Sword and Holy Shield! Magic with the widow who lost several husbands in her early years Teachers and teachers hang out together!
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"They commit murder and arson. They are hundreds of times more cruel than your most powerful demon generals!"
"They are robbing homes and houses, and they don't take human life seriously at all! Your wives and daughters will all become their egg-laying machines!"
"They will bully you intruders who do not know how to live or die! Turn you into women! Into [beep——] that can only scream."
"If you are scared! Get out of my territory quickly!"
After saying this, Sixty-three was relieved from the state of excitement and hysteria.
To be honest, to mobilize so many emotions, for him, it was almost as much brain exercise as most of his life.
"I understand." Fenfang Huanmeng covered her face and started to rub bullets with one hand. It was very skilled and felt embarrassed: "If I were your immediate boss, if I saw these things, I would send you to investigate in depth - who Do you know if this abstract ruthless work is real or fake? There is no guarantee that there are genuine goods here. What if a real time traveler gets mixed in?"
"That's it." Sixty-three breathed a sigh of relief and clapped his hands gently. "The leader wants me to come back here to continue the investigation. After all, I am familiar with FE33031 and I am the best candidate."
"Uh..." Fenfang Huanmeng still couldn't figure it out: "Then why did you become an artificial intelligence?"
"Because I am not here at all." Sixty-three pulled out a scroll screen from the VENOM mechanism and began to draw using magnetic fluid.
The screen showed a real old man, a real sixty-three, sitting in front of a computer, with VR goggles on his head, his hands still typing on the keyboard, and many electrodes of the motion capture system attached to his body.
Sixty-three in the screen waved their hands to the camera and explained.
"My boss wants me to work remotely. Since this is a singularity that occurs in virtual reality, let me run here in the form of an electronic ghost - do you understand now?"
With a "pop-" sound, the scroll screen retracted into his arm.
Fangfang Huanmeng seemed to be infected, and she also started to talk: "You are a high-dimensional creature, and you still use this device to surf the Internet?"
"My material body is still a human being!" Sixty-Three said with an innocent face, "It's impossible to be like these guys and stop being a human being at the sound of Wow!~, right?"
finally--
——After a moment of silence.
Fragrant Fantasy finally clarified the story.
"In other words, you're just here on a business trip?"
Sixty-three nodded: "That's right."
Fragrant Fantasy: "Where is your soul power?"
Sixty-three pulled up the scroll screen. In the staff dormitory, the regret medicine came out of the body, and the Iron Knight waved to the big steel cat.
"It's always there, but it's not here. My spiritual body's range is only sixteen meters."
Fenfang Huanmeng said disgustedly: "I thought you would bring the plug-in with you!"
"When did you have the illusion..." FE204863 grinned: "I didn't use the [regret medicine]?"
Fragrant Dream: "Oh...HolyShi..."
"I always miss the old days." Sixty-three packed up the bullets and equipment. The size of the holster on the chest guard changed a full circle to follow the scene. He rubbed the star sand on the Galaxy handguard, and the size changed. Became a poetic child.
He manipulated Jiang Xueming's body and felt the beauty of being full of energy at the age of thirty.
"I was very poor at that time, but very happy."
Fenxiang Huanmeng whispered: "We are not poor now..."
"That's not what you said!" Sixty-three explained: "I am like a child who ran into a video hall and faced thousands of movie discs and didn't know where to start. I have so many experiences and so many lives. Wait until I go there, this kid will only be so poor in this life - and this is a metaphor! Do you understand the metaphor?"
Feng Fang Huan Meng shrugged helplessly, pursed her lips and made a strange expression.
It couldn't figure out what the second brother was thinking.
Sixty Three pulled out Jingguang as the central axis of CARS
Relock, muzzle pointing and trigger response are all excellent.
He was as happy as a player who got a new character in the game. For a moment, he seemed to be able to understand how happy the residents of [Elysium Space] were, just like the structure of a Russian matryoshka doll - for this high-dimensional From a biological point of view, every time you use [Regret Medicine] to return to a certain point in time, it is a brand new experience.
What's more, this time, he got into Xueming's body.
He imitated the tone of being proud and ruthless, telling cold jokes in the dialect of his lover Xiaoqi, with a frivolous expression and a rippling tone.
"Yes, cover it up! Having Jiang Xueming is really a big deal!~"
When the big steel cat saw the body acting strangely and talking to itself, it was frightened again. It’s like seeing a ghost——
——But after thinking about it carefully, it realized that this scene was indeed a monster.
