On the day when Tuoba's associates promised that Jing Huang would never harm a blameless person, and every day after that, Tuoba carefully examined the reliability of this promise. The conclusion was quickly drawn: Ji Xun was full of nonsense.
In the first two days, Jing Huang was always the first to leave the house at midnight. He did not go to the study to meet Ji Xun who had restored his memory. Instead, he ran directly to Wei's house and gave him a good beating when the latter was about to go out.
"I don't know where he learned this trick from," it warned Ji Xun after midnight, "but if you do something, that brat will soon make Wei not want to see your face again."
"What do you want me to do?" Ji Xun asked. He seemed to find this interesting. Toba didn't like his nonchalant attitude at all.
"He will attract the attention of the House of Ethics," it snapped. "What about your own plans? If Vee no longer trusts you, where are you going to find another equally obedient person?"
"From infinite individuals." Ji Xun replied.
That is true. certainly. Although among these infinite individuals, only one in ten thousand or one in a billion is interested in past history, Wei cannot be the best among them. Infinity makes everyone ordinary. If they search long enough, they will definitely find a dissociated patient who is completely consistent with Ji Xun's description of the outside world. Totally possible. It should be said that it must be so. There is no shortage of information and answers in the infinite quantity. What is really troubling is how to choose.
"Anyway, you should stop him," Toba said. "Maybe you go to Wei with him to stop him from doing it, or at least let Wei know that you are not alone."
"It's a good idea." Ji Xun said with a smile, "However, on public streets, we can only change our own bodies or get authorization from others."
"What's going on?"
"If I were there, he would try to beat the shit out of me."
"What's the point? It's easy for you to fix."
"Yes, but Wei will be suspicious. He will question why I want to create a relative that I cannot control." Ji Xun said, "In addition, he yearns for family life. That is one of the reasons why he yearns for the past history."
"Incredible." Toba commented slowly.
"Why?" Ji Xun asked, "What's so strange about this? For an individual mind trapped in infinity, it is difficult to prove the uniqueness of oneself. This is a question of meaning. We are all making decisions about this. Strange behavior."
"I don't know what this has to do with family." Toba replied, "If you want to be a unique person, I sincerely suggest that you do it on your own, or find some useful friends outside. This is a matter of experience. Talk about, the biggest obstacle on the road to freedom and right is your family. The more they know you, the better they are at torturing you."
"This may be true." Ji Xun responded, "However, relationship will distinguish you from others through other people's opinions of you. This is no different from pursuing the first place."
"That makes a huge difference to me," Toba said. "It shows whether you're a warrior or a fool."
"In Infinite's view," the owner of the study said with a smile, "there is no difference between a warrior and a fool. There is no point in doing anything or not."
Their discussion stopped there. Ji Xun seemed to have no intention of doing anything about the atrocities committed by his roommates, and Tuoba could only continue to stare at it all. Of course, it could just let nature take its course and wait for Jing Huang to completely lose interest in beating Wei, or for Wei to decide to stay at home all day long. But it still keeps track of it every day, because it finds that the fun of this matter is far greater than it imagined.
Wei, despite his severe lack of knowledge and experience in fighting, tried to resist on the third day of the beating. He equipped his arms with laser guns, and his whole body was covered with metal bones. He walked out of his fortress like a steel general and faced the opponent who was less than half his height.
"You evil magician!" he shouted, "The Iron Mask General will not let you go!"
He rushed forward to face the enemy and fell under the enemy's butt half a quarter of an hour later, shouting in anger. Tuoba felt sorry for his lack of experience, because at this time he could have made the armor grow spikes, so that Jing Huang would have to move his butt away.
One day after that, Wei also came up with the idea. He appears in the form of a rolling ball with iron spikes, warning the evil magician that if he doesn't leave, he will be crushed over him. Half a quarter of an hour later, Jing Huang kicked him around with his toes. Toba had never seen such agility in a fleshly creature. However, unlike the angry Wei, it was almost certain that it had nothing to do with magic, but was just a very advanced fighting technique. Correct judgment coupled with clever transportation and force application always avoids the sharp and dangerous front end.
These will remind Toba of some past events. While it has a more mediocre but comfortable body, it is actually also a fighting master. But the skills and glory of the past are no longer important. Now it wonders how Wei can escape his predicament or finally give up altogether.
That's not to say that, in theory, Wei doesn't have any way to fight back. There were many options, and Toba knew that the house did not necessarily have to be left from the main entrance, but only needed to pass through the front hall once. Wei also discovered this, but unfortunately he lacked the concept of instant teleportation devices, so he was pulled from the window frame by Jing Huang; he could try to give himself a perfect enough invisibility device (but that would require There was a self-consistent design in his head), but he didn't do well enough. Jing Huang found him and beat him up anyway; contacting the Ethics House in the house or asking any friend for help was a way, but That is very subtle in the infinite city of the end, very subtle - if no physical damage is unbearable, then which one is more serious, verbal insults or physical harm? Should this small amount of unpleasantness be viewed as a positive behavior to prevent wandering sickness? If all behaviors similar to competition or competition are prohibited, does that mean the separation of life itself?
Regarding this question, an infinite number of people think yes, and an infinite number of people think no. It's hard to get a vote off the ground in this city, and even with representation, people would think that a random sample might not be fair. The House of Ethics has no choice but to adopt an ambiguous attitude. When it comes to fights, they're somewhere between managing and not managing.
This may be one of Wei's concerns, but based on Toba's observation, it believes that Wei is planning to wash away the shame alone. A battle of dignity. Wei's tricks are updated every day. He also seems to have studied some historical version of neurology or anesthesiology, and knows how to cancel his own pain when being beaten. This turned out to be very difficult for Jing Huang to deal with.
However, the war was far from over. Wei was obviously determined to decide the outcome with the unreasonable assailant. When a version of neurology conflicts logically with some of his new bodies, he will resolutely demand the power of resistance and be beaten until he screams. This matter was not going to end easily, and he dropped harsh words before fleeing back to the house.
Jing Huang yawned and still sat in front of the house waiting. Two days later, Wei opened the door, but did not step out. Instead, he stood in the room and stared. Jing Huang seemed a little hesitant, unsure whether he should take the initiative - in a master's house, even he would have a hard time winning.
"I want to duel with you." Wei provoked in the room.
"Come out." Jing Huang said.
Wei grabbed the door frame with both hands and nailed his feet firmly to the ground.
"That's not fair!" he said. "You've been around longer than me, so you're better at hurting people than I am. It's nothing special, I demand a fair fight!"
Tuoba, who was lying in the shadow of the house, saw Jing Huang shaking his head slightly. It rarely knew what the mountain man was thinking, but at this moment it seemed to be able to understand his confusion. Fair fight - that's obviously not why Vee gets a beating every day.
"Boring," Jing Huang said as expected, "You are not allowed to see me in the future. If you see me, go home by yourself. Otherwise, I will beat you every time you see me."
"I will not be intimidated by you!" Wei said, huddled behind the door. "One day I will defeat you! If you want to run away now and avoid me, then I will come to your house! I will never let you You escape until you get the punishment you deserve!"
This passage was so coherent and fluent that Toba suspected that Vibi had taught him it. Yes, the Ethics House believes that moderate competition is also a means of making friends, and the more tricks you can use to prevent wandering sickness, the better. However, Jing Huang didn't seem to agree. He was silent for a long time, and Toba thought he was even a little depressed.
"Don't enter my house." He said dryly, no longer even imitating Ji Xun's tone.
"Then accept a fair duel!"
"……What?"
Vee threw a scrap of paper from the room. Jing Huang rolled it up with his sleeves and glanced at the content above. Toba's perspective couldn't see it, but it found that the graph paper looked like a notice from the Ethics House.
"Tomorrow is the anniversary!" Wei said, "Tomorrow, there will be a dinner party in the square, and everyone who has eaten candy and rice will have a laser dance duel. I want to have a laser dance duel with you using candy and rice!"
It is impossible to describe the long silence that followed the thug outside the door when he was invited to a duel.
"...I won't go." Jing Huang said.
"You're scared!" Wei said, "You coward! Laser dance is your weakness!"
Jing Huang didn't care about this inference. He repeated: "Don't let me see you."
"If you win, I won't see you!" Wei said, "We will have a showdown tomorrow. If you win, I will practice in the house for ten days - no, a hundred days! I will never do anything for a hundred days. I’ll find you again!”
When the duel was decided, Toba hurried home quietly but quickly. He wanted to rehearse the show before midnight so that Ji Xun could see the whole thing.
