When the gray wind blew towards him, it was too late for Luo Binhan to take any escape measures. He had no choice but to close his eyes, feeling surprisingly calm. At that moment, he thought of Asabam, who was blown away by the gray wind with only a skeleton left, and his original left hand that would never return. He also thought of Garfield's hesitant sigh. That unfortunate thing that deserves to be killed.
The light shines. Once a huge warm soft wall enveloped him. Luo Binhan could feel the light shining through his eyelids, followed by the sound of wind and loud shouts. He realized that he was flying due to the sudden feeling of overweight.
He opened his eyes. The horned giant held him in the palm of his hand, and they were obviously in a life-and-death escape. Five huge fingers were closed together above his head, like some kind of weird modern art stone sculpture, some kind of plant bud skeleton, or an oblate cage. And outside this high-speed moving shelter, he saw the boundless gray storm behind him. The familiar gray wind chased the giant, so close that it seemed to catch up at any moment.
Luo Binhan squatted there, stared at the gray for ten seconds, and then tapped his forehead with his knuckles. He heard Garfield's dull sigh.
You pretend to be your mother, Luo Binhan said in his heart, do you need to breathe and you just sigh?
"I need some gas to function most of the time," Garfield said, "and, yes - I've known it for a long time. There are many signs that let me detect its true life form, and here lies the mystery of the Death Child . But I’m not going to tell you because that would make no sense. You can’t fight it, but ignorance makes you safer.”
Luo Binhan was furious. He wanted to say that he might be powerless against the gray wind, but Asabam was different. Garfield could at least warn Asabam in advance. But then he paused at the thought. He realized he had been wrong.
He asked Garfield: She had known about it for a long time, right?
"I haven't confirmed it with her." Garfield said slowly, "But, it's not something that is very difficult to detect. I guess she still retained some kind of observation ability during the time she was trapped. That That is to say, she can monitor the actions of the two of you from the air, and she will know what the attitude of your other companion is and what actions he is taking when your life hangs by a thread. She also understands how to use the River of Resentment to weaken it …and, I think she expressed her attitude to you.”
What attitude? Luo Binhan said.
"She laughed at you," Garfield reminded carefully. "It seems to me that she was laughing at you for treating the culprit as an object of protection."
Then she is so powerful, Luo Binhan said angrily. You all have to draw your sense of superiority from fools, right?
"That's just not going to help," Garfield said emphatically. "Your knowledge is not going to improve anything. In fact, I think it's probably going to make it worse."
Luo Binhan was too lazy to listen to its sophistry. He stood up from the giant's palm and carefully walked to the base of his fingers to observe.
Gray Wind was pursuing them, and the rest of the world looked the same. The shadowy dwarf guest had disappeared. Luo Binhan didn't think she was dead, but he didn't expect her to go anywhere easily. At this moment, he definitely had a strong position to hope that Asabam would come over and join them in trouble. What on earth is she doing? If she already knows what Bang Bang’s—one can say, “Bang Bang’s true face”—is, she still has to keep this wind of death with her. Or did she think she could handle a stammering little monster?
"It's a little unfair," Garfield said. "In this case, I think she has similar motives to your Everlight friends."
"What's the motive?" Luo Binhan said distractedly. He couldn't think about it smoothly anymore. In the chaos, he only felt a little surprised: there was no reasoning, but he vaguely felt that Garfield seemed to have some kind of preference for Assabaam. It had helped her once, and now it spoke for her again. That was not what a slave who obeyed under the threat of violence was supposed to do.
But that doesn't matter. Maybe Garfield fell in love with Assabamu, or maybe it was some kind of conspiracy that he couldn't figure out. But now their biggest crisis has nothing to do with the will of Dwarf Star Guest.
"Yupsilon." Luo Binhan called. The voice of the person he called immediately rang in his heart.
"Oh, I heard you, I heard you. This seems to be the first time you have formally called my name, Mr. Zhou Yu."
"Is that so?" Luo Binhan said, "That's great. Can you please call me by my name first?"
"Oh, don't worry about it so much! Hiding the real name is also a kind of self-protection for the ancient law. Although it does not mean that knowing the real name will lead to death, but generally speaking, there will be hidden hints in the name to hint at their true nature. It’s very troublesome for outsiders to guess things.”
"So what's the point of chasing after us?" Luo Binhan asked, "What is 'Bang Bang'? The sound of a dead man's skull falling to the ground?"
"No. There is no such strange way of naming. What I just talked about is the habit of ancient conventions. For intellectual civilization, there is no such concept. As a code name, of course, the farther the name is spread, the better. Ah. , don’t worry, in fact, I also know what you really want to ask... That’s it, Mr. Zhou Yu, regarding the nature of your foreign friend, as you can see in front of you, he is not some weird minority race. , but the 'structural consciousness' composed of the smallest unit of life. The wind you see is the real thing - or they are more suitable."
Upsilon spoke very quickly, but it didn't seem urgent. That calm tone was in sharp contrast to the giant's gesture of fleeing in the gray wind. Luo Binhan could hardly figure out whether they were really in a life-or-death situation now, or whether Upsilon simply felt that being chased by the storm was a threat. A very interesting recreational sport. He asked with a mixture of despair and plainness: "What on earth are they? Bugs?"
"You came to this conclusion from the butterfly mother, right? Indeed, I also think that they have many similarities with the phenomenon of insects, but I think that is not the same thing. So far, in the direction of 'imminent evolution' On the Internet, the Alliance has not found a case that is closer to success than the Ten Thousand Insect Phenomenon. As for what is chasing us now... I was not sure at first, but after hearing what I just said, I began to feel that I should be right. Zhou Yu Sir, this friend you were once familiar with may be the last thing created by the Houyhnhnms, the 'eternal wind' and 'engine of creation' chased by the Yonghui horses. To put it more clearly: you That friend is a cluster of tiny robots with the ability to create themselves and recreate other things. By disintegrating and analyzing the structure of things, it can reconstruct matter into a simple and bright tiny automatic machine structure that is the same as itself. This kind of replication reaches a certain level After the number is increased, a more complex consciousness network is formed. At that time, they are not just simply replicating themselves. Everything that has been disintegrated and analyzed can theoretically be created. Although it is not as good as the wishing machine theory Creating something out of nothing may be able to achieve the 'imaginative creation' unique to the phenomenon of all insects, but as long as sufficient material is provided, it can indeed be called an 'infinite engine for the creation of all things'."
Luo Binhan pointed back silently. The gray wind howled close to his fingertips. He didn't say a word, but Upsilon smiled knowingly.
"Yes, Mr. Zhou Yu. What I just said is a completely ideal situation, a beautiful blueprint originally constructed by the creators. However, I don't know the reason. It seems that everyone in the alliance is involved in the 'Imminent Evolution' The civilization project ended in failure. This is why the mainstream academic community does not believe that the phenomenon of ten thousand insects is a man-made technology - it can show the advanced knowledge of 'imagination and creation' after enough reproduction. There is no doubt that It is a manifestation of laws. Classifying the phenomenon of ten thousand insects as the result of technological research and development is entirely due to the persistence of the fire thieves. Even though the Houyhnhnms had their own unique technology, they seemed to have failed in the same way. I don’t know why At the beginning, the engine they used to create all things turned into a wind disaster that devoured all things. Such a horrific disaster is actually very easy to happen. As long as one of the billions of tiny automatic machines happens The electrical potential is wrong, and this kind of error has the opportunity to replicate itself, and the machine group that does not harm living creatures will be completely out of control, turning into an everything-devouring catastrophe that does not consider anything except its own existence. In professional terms, that is called Call it 'necrotic evolution'... eating up all the creators, and then because of the lack of the ability to 'imagine and create', you can only randomly piece together the things you eat to create a ubiquitous thing. Wrong, twisted and weak body structure - it is really a pity. The last successor of that distant and ancient herd of horses that was proud of eternal harmony seems to be just such an engine of death."
