This is too ridiculous... Kawakami thought.
The world was spinning, and the gray-haired young man felt that his vision was blackened, and his waist was hurting from the handle on the glass door of the phone booth.
Immediately, Kawakami realized that he was breathing rapidly, so rapidly that it could almost cause respiratory alkalosis... He covered his mouth and tried to adjust.
"Kawakami Tsumugi?" The hacker called out tentatively again, "Are you okay?"
This time the Mad Hatter's voice was more obvious, like some kind of bone conduction from an unknown source, which made Kawakami feel a little hairy all over.
"It's okay, just a bit of a stress reaction."
Kawakami Tsumugi's ability to accept has always been strong, but even if he anticipates it in advance, he is indeed prone to stress when faced with certain situations, especially sudden sounds or movements...
Perhaps because he is too sensitive, while acquiring more information than normal people, Kawakami is also more susceptible to the influence of this information.
"Let me think about it... After knowing that there is a system, I have done many comprehensive physical examinations on myself, so I can confirm that I don't have a chip in my brain. So by what method do you do this? "?" Kawakamiji asked.
At this point, Kawakami just hung up the public phone. He didn't talk to himself, but directly tried to communicate with the Mad Hatter in his mind. In fact, he didn't know whether this would succeed.
"Some unknown technologies, such as nanorobots? Or is this the setting of the brain in the vat? This world is simply virtual, a large virtual game world, and I am a player or NPC trapped here? "
"Uh... how much did you look at?"
The Mad Hatter asked after being stuck for a few seconds.
"Don't change the subject."
Even though his tongue hurt, Kawakami couldn't hold it back. He ate another lemon candy. After hanging up the public phone, Kawakami opened the door and entered the cold wind again.
Although the phone booth was relatively warm, lingering there would easily arouse suspicion - even though Kawakami was almost the only one on the street in this freezing cold weather.
"To be honest, it's hard to explain. The fact that I can communicate with you directly in this way is indeed some kind of high technology.
But I don’t know the principle, because I was just created...maybe it has something to do with quantum mechanics? replied the Mad Hatter.
"Quantum mechanics can't decide when things happen, right?" Kawakami complained.
At this time, the gray-haired young man had left the road and wandered slowly into a poorly controlled community. Then Kawakami found a building with a leeward wind and randomly selected the outdoor air conditioner unit of the resident on the first floor.
The outdoor air conditioner is the best place to think about life.
The Mad Hatter ignored his complaints and continued to explain:
"As for the rest, this is indeed a real world. And now you are a member of this world, so it is not the setting of a brain in a vat."
Kawakami noticed a detail in the Mad Hatter's reply: "And now you." He did not continue to ask on this point, but countless conjectures were uncontrollably extended in his brain.
"Okay, this question is over." Kawakami didn't really want to understand the principle of the cheap system on his body, "Now let's move on to the next question and answer session -"
"If you can speak directly into my brain, does that mean you can monitor me at any time?"
Whether he is being monitored or not is very important, even before the purpose of the system, the key figures and the so-called predetermined destiny, and even his own purpose. Kawakamiji must figure this out.
"No," the Mad Hatter replied.
"You're lying." Kawakami retorted bluntly.
“When the Armagnac and Scotland missions are triggered, the completion progress of the mission is accumulated step by step.
And when I wanted to kill Armagnac, a [Mission Failure Warning] even popped up, whereas I usually identify key characters and obtain character points...
If you don't know my movements at all times, how can you judge me? "
"Well...it seems that I didn't explain it clearly." Faced with Kawakami Tsuyoshi's question, the Mad Hatter replied in an unassuming manner, "From a certain perspective. The system on your body can indeed monitor your changes all the time, but I can not."
“For example: You can think of yourself as browsing a shopping website, and I am the website’s customer service. All I can do is negotiate with you, or act as a middleman when you purchase goods and return them.
But I have no way of knowing what you did specifically, although the website itself can obtain your browsing history and even recommend products you need based on your records. "
It still sounded like he was deceiving people, Kawakami thought. He knew that the Mad Hatter must have kept a lot from him, and the metaphor of the shopping website was quite interesting.
"That means there is still something watching me?" Kawakami continued to ask.
"...That's right." The Mad Hatter replied, "But I want to state it again: It's not me who monitors you. Although I am part of the system, I can't fully control it.
It's just that my authority is higher than yours, equivalent to an administrator. The system will indeed evaluate your behavior in some way, but this evaluation channel will not go through me. I can only know the evaluation results. "
Kawakamiji chuckled.
His legs and feet were still a little sore after squatting outside the air conditioner for a long time, so he simply sat down cross-legged and ate another lemon candy.
Even if he is indeed being monitored by the system, there is nothing Kawakami can do because he needs to rely on the system as a channel to retrieve his memory.
I just feel a little unhappy.
"Well, even so, the initiative is still in my hands, right?" Kawakami asked slowly, "Whether it is a key figure or changing the established destiny... I can choose to ignore it, and at present, it seems Come on, there’s nothing the system can do.”
"That's true, but don't think about lying flat and rotting. You need to rely on character points."
"Actually, just kill my guardian, and you can figure out the memory matters slowly..." Tsumugi Kawakami complained in a low voice, "But like you said, I do need character points. On this point, we can reach a consensus."
No matter how weird the origins of the system and the Mad Hatter may be, upon careful analysis, this is still a deal where everyone gets what they need:
The system will definitely benefit from the character points earned by Tsugumi Kawakami, and he needs to get back to his past.
"By the way, did the memory-cleaning device of the organization also come from the system mall?" He asked again.
"Yes."
"So am I the only parasite in the system?" Kawakamiji squinted his eyes, remembering that Dr. Agasa looked familiar to him.
"Yes." The Mad Hatter said knowingly.
This is the same as Kawakamiji thought.
It is unreasonable that this black technology of memory cleaning device is not widely popular in wineries. This means that the winery may have obtained the device from other channels, or it may have been developed by an organization, but the effect is not stable yet.
On this basis, the former situation is more likely, because the gentleman will not use the unstable research results for him...
This shows that the bond between Kawakami and the winery is deeper than he thought, and it can also explain the gentleman's special attitude towards him to a certain extent.
"Next, let's talk about the so-called key figures and how to change the established fate of key figures." Kawakami said.
