There is no free time. Only relatively free time. When they were free that day, they had time to think about how serious the matter was. There is too much information to share and assumptions to discuss.
There was a long pause.
"Although the evidence seems to be conclusive, I don't think I was manipulated?" Ke Qier said quietly to Yi Cha. "I don't think so either." Icha replied after a pause.
They talked quietly until Metz looked up from the pause.
"So you are sure that Willy Xiao's scope of influence is still expanding." They had just changed positions. The calculation table was temporarily abandoned, and the calculation papers on it were already piled up. "The calculation has been completed. Do you think the confirmation details should be shared?"
This is a question, not the imperative sentence that the Olympus Master used regularly before. At all times, the principles of Mathematical Olympiad require precision in order to understand clearly the reason for the change.
"I want to hear your attitude first."
"The current data is not enough to support my attitude." Yimeiz simply replied, "So I will refer to your attitude."
"Uh. Why don't you refer to my attitude?" Ke Qier said a little embarrassed. I was met with a rude reply: "Because you are useless."
The angel lowered his eyes as if admitting his mistake. The Olympian turned to investigate: "I have shared previous predictions: they are irrelevant. The communication he has provided so far is not only ineffective, but also increases the risk of information leakage. Before we delve into extremely dangerous topics, I once again propose that irrelevant consciousness individuals be removed.”
"I refuse again. And I won't tell you why."
Metz held a cone-like pen and made a clicking sound.
"Okay," he said quickly. "Since we do not take the risk of leakage into account for now, sharing and detailed interpretation are still necessary."
He looked at the clock. The two thickest hands of the clock move toward each other in a circle. Then all the light went out. With a series of subtle clicking sounds, the flow of air also stopped.
Ke Qier, who was shining alone, looked a little embarrassed. But Yimeizi seems to have given up on being demanding.
"Warning: Dangerous topics."
The inflected voice of the arcana mage emerged from the darkness. "Consensus has been reached: everything is under the "writing" of Willie Shaw. Supplementary data: The probability is 9,603 in 10,000. Supplementary conditions: He is unusually focused on the communication process.
Conclusion: The more detailed the content we elaborate, the more likely it will be known to him, and the more detrimental it will be to the implementation of our intentions in the future. The consequences can be extremely serious. Even so, everyone here—" His tone was as if there were many eyes watching here:
"Do you still choose to continue to delve into this proposition?"
"Of course." Ke Qier immediately responded ineffectively.
"You didn't intend to hear the word no," Icha said.
"I'm not going to hear you say no." Imetz corrected the flaw with precision.
The air is dull. They all know that this is an important dividing line at this moment, and it deserves to occupy an important section.
Although the next sentence of the Mathematical Master came next:
"The most important nodes are the "Kalu Change", "Funeral Summoning Event" and "Holy Ascension Plan Missing Event". Willy Shaw's self-gazing affects himself, the "protagonist" he considers, and all the wills in an area.
It can be seen from this that the scope of influence of the "author" is indeed growing and unpredictable. While the scope increases, there is absolutely no need for him to make equivalent efforts, energy or any other sacrifice of resources. The effect is even instantaneous - can become instantaneous. This violates all common laws of magic and universal laws. Therefore, it is basically impossible to consider using the above methods to deal with him——"
Yimeiz obviously had something to say, but Icha interrupted him.
"What?" The Olympian's voice became deeper, "These are all things we have confirmed, and these confirmations have not yet expired."
"And there is obviously something missing." Yi Cha said, "Regardless of the disappearance of the predetermined destiny gathering, there is another thing
Something extremely important. "
"I did not miss it. You are talking about the stamp on his back. It is indeed very dazzling and highly inspiring. But it cannot be quantified."
"It seems that there is a problem here: should an element that cannot be quantified, but is obviously very important, be introduced into our conditions?"
"Naturally. The scope of Mathematical Olympiad is infinite, but the computing power of you and me is limited. What is unquantifiable in our eyes may not be unquantifiable. Moreover, such unquantifiableness is also a signal. A strong "strange" signal. Without it, there might not have been a meeting between you and me. "
Metz's declaration was rather staid. "I agree with your sharing. But I won't adopt it until it rises to the analyzable range. You can make your own guesses."
"Oh. Why is it that what the Olympians do is analysis and what we do is guessing?"
Yi Cha blinked at Ke Qier and his eyes fell on the seven-hand clock behind him. "I guess that stamp was the point of transformation."
Keqier looked at the clock curiously, and Metz responded in a deep voice: "What change?"
"Willy Shaw's self-gazing, the transformation to "world-gazing". "Yi Cha said.
"From what I've heard so far, you just changed two nouns." Yimetz said.
"No. I'm giving you time to figure it out - it seems that if you say you can't quantify it, you really don't mean it -" Yicha bared his teeth and smiled, "Then let our ineffective communicator explain this that even he understands. Just be logical."
It took Kezier a few seconds to realize that it was his turn to speak. He was in the only light. The voices of Yicha and Yimeizi came from two different dark corners, which made him feel a little dizzy.
"Uh... there's a seal, does that mean he's been stamped?" Angel thought for a long time and choked out a sentence.
"I don't think this is a valid analysis to any extent. It's not even a conjecture." Metz said immediately.
"So you have to admit that any living thing has some merits - even an angel." Yi Zha said calmly, "Being stamped means that there are other beings who stamped it. It means that such a mystery that cannot be analyzed even It was given by others. And apparently after the appearance of this stamp, his scope of influence expanded significantly."
"He can stamp himself. But the chance is very small. Yes. What you said is basically correct. I withdraw my invalid judgment from this angel." Metz did not hesitate at all, nor did he say a word. "Confirmation: Do you suspect that there is a higher being than Willy Shaw that gives him such power?"
"That's not the case. Ah. Denial. This time I'm going to quote your words. We can't speculate on the things involved. Because it may be different from any logic we know." Yi Cha said.
"The logic of Willy Shaw."
Metz paused. For the first time he did not pause in calculation.
"Conclusion: Now it seems that -" he started again, "Condition one is almost inevitable. And you can play a very important role.
The first step is very clear: you have to get the book "Walking with Willie Shaw" and figure out what it's all about. "
"Confirmed. What a good idea." Icha crossed his arms, "Except for one thing - there is no such book for me to pick up. It only exists in his narrative."
