"Peace.
What makes everyone unbelievable now is that when Jean-Jacques Sincades recalled the past and evaluated that turbulent and messy era, his evaluation was 'tolerance and peace'.
'Peace and tolerance were the keynotes of that era. ’ he told the bewildered audience.
He said that there are many things that illustrate the nature of the times, and the universal problem-solving machine is one of them.
It was a pretty good time.
(What?)
From the end of the world, a member of the Omnipotent Association, a professional mechanic and the former administrator of the Royal Heng Garden, a core member of the Council of the Returned Stars, the high-ranking vampire Rasnorro Benchens Lang, they Perhaps he didn't even realize that their sterile chat by the river was actually a miraculous conversation.
So said Ezhaint.
Yi Chaint also said——
In that unremarkable moment, Lasnuolo had the authority and every reason to execute the mechanic. Mechanics, on the other hand, have unlimited destructive potential - the river that flows around them with their unpredictable machines may not be a river at all. A vampire only has to lift a finger to get off work, while a machinist with a universal problem-solving machine doesn't even have to lift a finger to get what he wants, whether it's this or that.
They even disliked each other and spoke of each other with disdain. A vampire is made of bones and flesh, and he loves the liquid that delivers life. The Mechanic is composed of inorganic substances and loves corpse oil obtained by squeezing life. It's enough to make them hate each other.
Of course, there is no need to elaborate too much on emotions. Let us put aside the discussion of emotions and imagine that they are two sets of data. Then the two sets of data can be distinguished in an instant.
One set of data does not prevent itself from being greater than another set of data.
It's very clear that at that time, the Mechanic was in some ways bigger than the Vampire. At that moment, he was even bigger than anything in the universe. And when such potential is gradually revealed, it is impossible not to attract the attention of the surrounding people.
Let's get this straight. The fact that the mechanic came to this small river was already part of this magical event. If something like this didn't happen in today's world, he wouldn't be able to get out of the Omnipotent Association.
Or a wicket.
He would have been executed as soon as he had had the free thought. Even if he managed to escape and get here, he might have run out of oil in the process of developing his universal problem-solving machine.
There is actually a dilemma here. If the Returned Star Council does not quietly provide him with resources (although he said he does not need them), he will fall into an endless loop, which may eventually lead to his demise - in his words, it is called a death cycle. If you give him enough support, he might get too many looks.
We can easily notice that during the project submission and after-party that day, the professional mechanic always kept to himself, which meant that he had basically no intention of understanding the brains of any other individuals, and they could not understand him. brain. Now imagine that your colleague in the next group, your annoying subordinate, or the most unsociable classmate in your class who has completely different moral standards than you is making a mysterious object that can do anything. He doesn't even need to have any sense of destruction to do great damage.
All the machinist needs to think is: 'I don't think my work environment is quiet enough. ''I never want to see an idiot again in my life. 'Then the Universal Problem Solver can come and solve these problems.
That's it. So what will happen when the universal problem-solving machine has not yet been built and everyone is watching it and realizing how things are going to develop? Tip: Our security was very tight at the time. Lasnuolo wanted ultimate security, and the news from Knob Four unnecessarily focused the rest of the security efforts on me.
Let's be honest, there's nothing we can do to stop it. If anyone wanted him to be finished, he probably would be. In this regard, there is no need to think that everyone is so bad or ambitious. Another reason is good enough: mechanics are incredibly smart. Extremely confident.
And everyone hates smart and confident guys.
If we imagine it as a set of data, it will be attacked countless times. This one by the creek was probably the biggest of them all. Most of the large offset plans consume resources at a high speed. The funeral of amplitude 300 is approaching, and I am in a missing state. And that's not even all - you now know what happened next. At that time, the mechanic and the high-level vampire who hated him were standing next to the river, isolated and helpless, without any intention of compromise, and still committed to showing their agility and high realm.
By the way, the same goes for high-level vampires. He doesn't know that I can't actually guarantee his safety. Of course, this is also one of the most effective protections - making the other person think they are protected.
One of them is a loner and the other is a traitor. If they are two sets of data, just compare each other and everything is over. In other words, whoever takes the initiative to compare with the other party will end it.
And the comparison didn't happen. They laughed at each other and then returned to the office indifferently. Taking the opportunity to stop and look at them, they then flew away.
That's it. Like it or not, this moment is a moment of peace, of tolerance. It's like a microcosm of that era. No matter what their habits are, how big their differences are, or how much harm they cause, they are the progressives of this era. I can't guess what they were thinking. But something does prevent these two sets of data from being compared to each other.
This is what I call civilization. "
——"Walking with the Great Willy Shaw - A Biography of Ezhaint Sinkardstu"
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In any case, on the way back, the mechanic and the high-level vampire still did not reach a consensus. They tried to contact Chaint but received no response. Both parties didn't care much about this matter, they just thought it was a waste of time.
Lasnuolo still decided that the high-dimensional testing arrangements for the Universal Problem Solver must be carried out under the supervision of Zhanter.
"Or by a vote of half the council," the mechanic suggested. But the vampire strongly rejected it.
"The Returned Council does not hold referendums. It is led by demons," Rasnorro said.
"So you are all Ichaint's puppets?"
"You might as well think so."
"That's okay. I understand."
The mechanic seemed to give up. The debate was settled at a curious point. They returned to the Eight Stars, thinking they would have nothing to do for the rest of the time.
They are wrong.
