He had no intention of trying the next possibility immediately - the amplitude of three hundred had already told him a lot and opened up paths he had not imagined, but for now, they were still hypotheses.
Although the cause has not yet been discovered, the result has been determined. This didn't even have anything to do with whether the bottom of the abyss could avoid returning to zero - although he did want to know the answer.
Sublimating all demon souls and dragging them into the bottom of the abyss is absolutely unacceptable. Regardless of good or bad, too much information will be lost in this process. This is the deep-seated reason. This loss is unacceptable.
Civilization is a collection of information.
The theory is completely self-consistent, but no one has discussed it with him yet.
He changed various ways of questioning, leaving Willy Xiao aside, and tried to let Amplitude 300 tell him the mystery of the relevant field using sound waves. The construct was filled with guilt and cooperated in answering questions, but all he heard was disjointed noise.
Same as Law Vision. Is it impossible to hear without understanding enough?
As much as seeing it with his own eyes, he needed to hear it with his own ears. He would not know the authenticity of those hypotheses until the next personal verification.
"Are we going back now?" the structure whispered. The setback just now had little impact on Yicha, but it seemed to be reflected on it dozens of times, making it fall into a low ebb of failure.
They are now on their way back to Wei Xing Qi Mian.
The Bottom of the Abyss was originally another episode within an episode, and there is no need to linger on it, as there are still many things to be involved in. Icha briefly searched Diavolo again - still unable to find her, and quickly went to his manor to visit Naruf and Karabi Dan.
He didn't stay long.
Unlike last time, although this time the reason was as thin as a piece of paper, Beelzebub did not set any time for him. Also unlike last time, he felt the need to defy her expectations and return.
Isaac nodded. And there's something else, and today's business is far from done.
"Will the ceremony continue when we return? I have already practiced the harmony, and I will let the devils within thirty kilometers hear the frequency! Today's program will be completed successfully. Maybe the band is still there show--"
Amplitude Three Hundred suddenly became excited as if grasping a life-saving straw, and then froze.
"They are still performing! I am absent."
It made two messy, tuneless beeps and quickly withered, "I must have been fired. This is the first day of my new job! The captain said that if I behave well today, I will not lose my job." Smash the head flat and pull the tongue out of the eyes."
"Then I...then I...I'm no longer good." It said blankly, looking quite pitiful.
If Kircher were here, he would sympathize with it. Yicha thought about it and tried the same thing:
"You have no tongue. So your captain is just talking. What he said is just the common result of the combination of the habit of the head-banging devil and the temper of the artist - vicious words and threats of violence."
"That's what I told them."
Amplitude 300 blinked blankly, "I told them that if I don't do this job well, they can peel off my skin and make a drum for them."
It was silent for a while, and then whispered to itself softly, with a little self-blame, "I should be like this, right? It's always been like this before. Why am I a little... a little... this time?"
"regret?"
"Do you regret that you want to take back what you said?"
"Pretty much. Sometimes I just want to add something that I haven't said yet."
"Ah. Then I have some regrets."
"Do you still have your chip?" Yi Cha asked casually.
"No more." Amplitude 300 answered a little hastily. It could be seen that this was actually close to a privacy issue - but it didn't understand what privacy was before.
"Ke Qier took it off for you."
"Angels are very good to me. He is the best angel." The mood of the amplitude of 300 was a little higher, "But it's not him. It's a bear."
Yicha paused, and the structure's confession was unexpected again, "A bear?"
"A white bear."
"Is the white bear you mentioned the same as what I thought in my mind?" Icha communicated directly with it using sound waves.
"Same." Amplitude 300 replied in the same way.
A white bear.
The structure's way of speaking is very direct, and the word doesn't turn into noise. So it cannot be any metaphor or skeuomorphism. Since it says a white bear. It must be a white bear.
This is definitely an accurate answer.
At the same time, it brought countless mysteries of Mohu. According to Amplitude Three Hundred, the white bear appeared on the balcony of Tubmore Library, leaving as quickly and silently as it came. It wanted to ask but couldn't make a sound. The chip is simply removed.
"Have you ever known a bear this white before?"
It's a stupid question, but it has to be asked. Amplitude 300 shook his head like a coconut about to fall, "I have never seen such a guy."
"How do you know it's a white bear if you've never seen one?"
"There are explanatory pictures like this in the library books..." Amplitude Three Hundred stretched out his fat hand and gestured.
"What else did this bear do?"
"Yeah. No more. It watered the flowers on the balcony."
flower.
There will only be one pot of flowers on the balcony.
"A flower with a pink core. The calyx is very thin and the petals are spread out?" Yicha resisted the urge to be arbitrary and described it as accurately as possible.
With an amplitude of three hundred, he lowered his head and flipped through the records.
"Dark day. Twelve o'clock at noon." It read, "The flower that claims its name is Li Fu today——"
"No need to read it," Icha said roughly.
A white bear with a turnip. he thought.
White bear. It disrupted the structure of the hypotheses he had laid out in a strange way. As if there weren't enough lingering mysteries. The bear's existence and purpose are a mystery.
"Did I say something wrong?"
Amplitude 300 looked at him and said cautiously, "I kind of 'regret'——"
"It's okay." Yi Cha rubbed his forehead.
There was a short pause. Willy Xiao wanted to interrupt. He squeezed it tightly and inserted it into the button of his clothes, making a complaining sound.
"Work can be done everywhere. There is no need to go back to the band to play drums. You can stay at Wei Xing Qi Mian Wu and help me organize and back up files." Yi Cha calmed down and said to Amplitude 300.
"I approve it! As long as you obey! You can be Willy Xiao's assistant. That is, the little brother! You can do whatever I ask you to do! The dirty work is yours!" Quill expressed his opinion unyieldingly.
"Ah! Can this be done? I have already promised them."
Amplitude Three Hundred was a little happy, but also a little embarrassed, "I just regret it. If I didn't go -"
"This is called regret. It means that what you say doesn't count." Willy Xiao nodded matter-of-factly, "It's good to get used to it. A person will always regret it several times in his life."
"So you, who are not human, are going to regret it?" A voice said coldly beside them.
