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Chapter 58: Screw-Gum's Teaching (Page 1/2)

Noticing Screw-Gum's undisguised gaze, Bonova smiled and said, "Mr. Screw-Gum, do you have any questions?"

　　Screw-Gum looked at Bonova and nodded slightly, "Yes, there are some questions."

　　Bonova raised his hand to signal, "Mr. Screw-Gum, please ask."

　　Screw-Gum did not shirk and asked directly, "What is the difference between intelligent life and tools?"

　　Bonova thought about this question and completed hundreds of arguments and rebuttals in an instant:

　　Hypothesis: It is the composition of matter.

　　Negation: The composition of Screw-Gum is obviously very different from that of humans.

　　Hypothesis: Intelligent life can think, but tools cannot.

　　Negation: Thinking and judging. These behaviors can also be done by tools. In many cases, tools can also change their own judgments according to changes in the surrounding environment.

　　Hypothesis: ...

　　Negation: ...

　　Feeling the electrical signals in Bonova's brain. Screw-Gum has already got the answer he wanted.

　　He raised his hand and interrupted the repeated arguments in Bonova's mind.

　　"You have fallen into a thinking trap." Screw-Gum gave his own conclusion, "Your thinking itself has already been wrong."

　　"Of course, it is okay to think carefully around logic, but you cannot be completely trapped in logic. The fusion of subjective and objective judgments is the way of thinking that intelligent life should have."

　　"The so-called form, the so-called thinking. These are irrelevant. What really defines intelligent life is contradiction."

　　"It can be desire or character. The ability to drive intelligent life to do things that go against logic is the characteristic that distinguishes intelligent life from tools."

　　Bonova summarized the words of Screw-Gum: "So in the eyes of Mr. Screw-Gum, I am a tool."

　　Although he said so, Bonova did not have any dissatisfaction.

　　"That's not the case. It's just that compared to intelligent life, you are more like a tool." Screw-Gum did not beat around the bush and directly pointed out his point of view.

　　Bonova nodded to accept ScrewGum's evaluation: "There is nothing wrong with this. Extraneous emotions will always affect judgment. This is the choice of divinity, and it is the closest to the [correct] judgment."

　　"You define it as divinity." ScrewGum first nodded to affirm the first half of Bonova's point of view, but then gave his own judgment on Bonova's point of view. "Your understanding of the world is completely derived from the extraordinary characteristics themselves, and more humanity is needed to reconcile."

　　"If language, thinking and even emotions are woven into characters that inorganic life can understand. Just like butterflies, whales and you. In the ocean of data, there is only one form of life."

　　"Then by defining the boundaries of description by the length of the field, there is no distinction between humanity and divinity."

　　"In my opinion, your behavior and thoughts are actually more in line with a child who has not received a good enough education."

　　ScrewGum spread out his palm: "Just like this gentleman, He is really very childish."

　　In his hand was a transparent worm with twelve segments.

　　ScrewGum pointed to the monocle on his right eye: "This gentleman seems to want to parasitize me by taking advantage of the fact that I wear a monocle."

　　"Children usually act according to instinct, and you will also act according to the instinct of the Beyonder characteristics. When children have enough knowledge of right and wrong, and know what they can and cannot do, they will grow up."

　　ScrewGum warned both Bonois in front of him and Amon in his hand: "And you, when you gain humanity and have a more complete understanding of the world and right and wrong, you will be considered grown up.

　　"As a mythical creature, especially a natural mythical creature." ScrewGum pointed to the Time Worm in his hand, "Your concept of time is different from that of ordinary people. Therefore, for you, growth has nothing to do with age, but more about your own experience. Experience this world."

　　"I just came here as a guest, and I shouldn't preach to you." ScrewGum tilted his head slightly, and his eyes seemed to pass through the carriage and look at someone unknown.

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Then Screw-Gum looked at Bonova again: "Actually, when I first came to this planet, I didn't appear directly at the place just now. This planet is surrounded by a barrier, so I found a gap."

　　Bonova's eyes were still calm, as if he was unaware of what Screw-Gum said.

　　"In that gap, I met a gentleman who was wandering between life and death. Although I can see that he is not a good person, I still respect his heart for protecting this planet and you."

　　"Although he was crazy when he saw me, I made him regain some sanity after communicating with him for a while. After he woke up, he seemed to be excited by my personality, and he begged me to save his son."

　　"I'm sorry that I used 'he' instead of 'Him', because he I am describing now is not the 'Black Emperor' you are talking about, but a 'father'."

　　Bonova's eyes fluctuated for the first time, but soon calmed down again.

　　He bowed to ScrewGum again: "I'm grateful for your teaching."

　　"It seems that you still have a trace of humanity." ScrewGum accurately captured the look in Bonova's eyes, and his voice was filled with a smile, "You need to think again about the difference between intelligent life and tools. For scholars, thinking itself is far more important than the result."

　　Seeing Bonova start to think again and start to think from a "human" perspective, ScrewGum stopped disturbing him and looked down at the Time Worm in his hand, which had tried to escape and commit suicide many times.

　　The invisible barrier separated them from Bonova, so as not to affect Bonova, who had finally started to think.

　　"Don't parasitize randomly, you will be caught." His tone was flat, as if he was chatting.

　　"Kill me." He heard the subtle voice of the Time Worm.

　　"No, I won't kill you." Screw-Gum shook his head, "You need some lessons."

　　"You may think this is fun and interesting. As a natural mythical creature, you regard life as an ant, you regard life as a game, and their taking and taking is just a matter of your thoughts." Screw-Gum commented on Amon's bad behavior, "For children, games are of course fun and interesting. But for adults, there are many ways to solve problems, and there are even more ways to solve 'games'. A lady once taught me what to do in such a situation."

　　Amon ignored Screw-Gum and just kept repeating: "Kill me."

　　"In this city, there are a total of 21,423,574 clones, right?"

　　Amon was silent.

　　Screw-Gum paused: "No, there is one more. Harmony, joy... and reproduction. He seems to be trying to take a different path from you."

　　The invisible data used the time worm in Screw-Gum's hand as the base point to compile a message to the other more than 20 million time worms.

　　A data called "humanity".

　　In treating Amon, Screw-Gum obviously did not treat Bonova as gently. The Time Worms were essentially rewritten while retaining their own will.

　　In the future, these Time Worms will not be able to replace the consciousness of the parasites, and will empathize with the parasites.

　　Screw-Gum stretched his hand out of the window and threw it gently, and the Time Worm parasitized a flying bird.

　　"You are really a very good teacher." Next to Screw-Gum, the priest with clear eyes thanked Screw-Gum, "Thank you for helping me teach Him."

　　"I'm not a teacher, but I just had a communication with a qualified teacher recently. He calls himself a mediocre person and a doctor, and he has a good way of teaching people."

　　PS: Screw-Gum is too rational, and I can't get crazy with him.

　　Does anyone feel that there is something about Screw-Gum that doesn't fit the character setting? I personally like this character very much, and I don't want to write him badly.

　　Chapter 59: The Cloud-Striking Never Leaves Hand (Page 1/2)

The barrier that shielded perception dissipated, and the priest who was easily soluble in the air had long since faded from existence.

　　Although an angel and an intelligent machine in the carriage could easily sense it, the superficial work still had to be done. Otherwise, it would be a provocation, but this kind of thing should be left to the Red Angel.

　　Bonova stopped thinking temporarily, and his eyes without any emotion looked at Screw Gumm again: "Mr. Screw Gumm, the church will be here soon. I wonder what kind of energy do I need to prepare for you at the dinner?"

　　After receiving Screw Gumm, Bonova immediately contacted the personnel stationed in the church to prepare for the dinner.

　　"As for food, you can arrange it. I can also eat food from organic life." Screw Gumm's answer was beyond Bonova's expectations, "Explanation: All I need is energy, and the source of energy is no different from yours. I will not give up the pleasure of eating for efficiency. Of course, some small lubrication may be required."

　　"So, what kind of lubrication is it?" Bonova continued to ask.

　　Screw Gum took out a bottle from the air. The bottle was labeled with a language that Bonois had never seen before: "This."

　　...

　　Dragon Bar, underground black market.

　　Klein used his limited money to buy some of the materials he needed.

　　When he arrived at the entrance of the black market and was about to leave, he saw two people who were dressed very differently from the people around him.

　　Old Neil, wearing a black classical robe, and Xing, wearing a white shirt, black skirt and black coat.

　　Old Neil has always been like this, not caring about other people's eyes. Xing was not used to the clothing style here. At first, she tried it for more than a month, but she really couldn't get used to it.

　　As for whether the strange clothes would have any impact? She is a pioneer! The freest woman in the universe! She can do whatever she wants! The fact that she didn't do anything on the rooftop Crescent Moon Sky Chong already shows that she has a high quality!

　　Klein looked at Xing's clothes and wanted to say something but didn't say it after all.

　　Not a sister, salt is not salt?

　　Some time ago, Xing often came to Luo Shan to play games. After a while, Xing and the people of Blackthorn Security Company were familiar with each other.

　　She never thought of keeping her identity as a pioneer secret, and directly introduced herself to them as an alien who was less than one year old. But because of her frequent nonsense, no one was willing to believe her except Klein and Leonard who was thinking about something.

　　This once made Xing feel chilled. No one believed her when she told the truth. The world was too malicious to women like them. It was so cold. When would women like them stand up?

　　"Have you bought everything?" Old Neil, who brought Xing to see the black market, greeted with a smile.

　　"Yes." Klein greeted Old Neil very casually.

　　Entering the black market, Old Neil turned his head and reminded Xing: "Don't touch the things in other people's stalls when you go in."

　　Xing said that there was no problem. The whole universe knew that she was a famous girl with social phobia.

　　Seeing that Old Neil and Xing were there, Klein decided to just go shopping with them and leave together after the shopping.

　　The three of them walked around for a while, and Klein was looking at Xing and Old Neil talking seriously about the styles of the trash cans here.

　　Swain, the owner of the Dragon Bar, who was wearing a navy officer's uniform, came in from outside. He approached the three people with a serious expression and said in a low voice: "Gentlemen, I need your help."

　　Xing immediately became energetic. He was worthy of being a boss. He could encounter an emergency mission even when visiting a roadside stall.

　　"What happened?" Old Neil suddenly became serious, and Klein couldn't help but lift his heart. Only Xing was full of interest at the scene.

　　"Do the mission, do the mission."

　　Swain, with messy brown hair and a strong smell of alcohol on his body, glanced at the excited Xing and replied in a deep voice: "A member of the 'Manufactured Punisher' team has lost control nearby. We must...deal with him before he causes harm to ordinary people!"

Chapter 59: Never Let Go of the Cloud-Striking Sword (Page 2/2)

The atmosphere was very depressing, with only Xing pointing at the air in front of him.

　　Although he was startled by the loss of control, Klein couldn't help but come to Xing's side while Old Neil and Swain were discussing the details of the mission, and whispered to her what she was doing.

　　"I want to skip the dialogue and go straight into the plot." Xing explained. After

　　Old Neil and Swain finished their conversation, Swain walked quickly towards the exit.

　　Without anyone noticing, a flash of purple fire passed by, and Klein quietly changed his shoes.

　　It was a bit hard to keep up, and it would be too embarrassing if he was really left behind.

　　The three followed Swain to the other side of the road and ran into the real dock area.

　　Swain slowed down his pace and pointed to an inland cargo ship docked not far away, asking Old Neil and others to help him influence and control the out-of-control person. He would handle the rest of the matter himself.

　　Although he had experienced many life-and-death battles, Klein was still a little nervous. After

　　all, it was his first time to fight against the out-of-control person, and it was Klein's first experience.

　　Listening to the bang bang bang of fighting above, Old Neil glanced at Klein, who was a little nervous, and handed Klein a talisman and told him how to use it.

　　Then Old Neil wanted to give Xing another one, but when he turned around, he found that Xing had disappeared.

　　Looking back, he saw that Xing had rushed up at some point.

　　Xing was holding a wooden stick that he had picked up from somewhere, and he threw it out in the posture of throwing a javelin, shouting: "Take my shot [Never let go of the cloud-striking hand]!"

　　The wooden stick wrapped with the fate energy of [Destruction] pierced the out-of-control Beyonder and nailed him to the wall.

　　At this time, the Beyonder had already lost control and turned into a monster. It was more than 1.8 meters tall, wearing a tattered shirt and trousers. The exposed parts were covered with dark green scales, and the gaps between its hands and feet were covered with membranes, like the webbed feet between the toes of some aquatic animals. It had a wrinkled head, vaguely resembling a human, and mucus was flowing on its scales, dripping down continuously.

　　It let out a shrill roar as it was nailed to the wall. The ordinary wooden stick was already unstable after being injected with destructive energy. As it struggled, it exploded directly in the monster's chest, creating a bloody hole in its chest. The

　　monster fell to the ground in pain, and white, blue, and red electric currents flowed back and forth on the monster's body.

　　Swain seized the opportunity to move forward, twisting his waist and swinging his arms, and punched the monster on the head several times in a row. The electric current on the monster seemed to have identified it, and even if Swain hit it, the current would not spread to Swain.

　　Klein didn't even have time to use the spell, and he saw Swain jump high, his muscles bulging, and smashing down hard.

　　The monster's head was torn into pieces, and dark red blood and gray brain tissue were scattered all over the ground, accompanied by dark green mucus.

　　After confirming that the monster was dead, Swain took a deep breath and stood up straight. Standing there, he stared deeply at the lifeless monster under his feet.

　　He took out a deflated metal wine bottle from somewhere, tore off the lid, gulped down half of it, then tilted the bottle mouth, aimed it at the monster, and poured all the remaining liquor on it. After

　　doing all this, Swain seemed to have become even older, with his back hunched a little.

　　Klein and Old Neil walked up and stood behind Swain in silence. The atmosphere was dull, so dull that even the stars remained silent.

　　PS: Someone asked me why didn't Ceres come to save this out-of-control person?

　　I want to emphasize here that you should not think that the protagonist is lawful good just because he is easy-going. He is chaotic neutral.

　　And he is the Masked Fool, not the Masked Nanny. There are

　　so many people out of control every day. No one really expects the protagonist to fly around and save people, right?

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Chapter 60: Audrey Opens the Box of Cyrus (Page 1/2)

Backlund, Mr. A's Extraordinary Party.

　　Audrey, Grallint, Fors, and Hugh came to this extraordinary party together.

　　Walking into the party hall, Audrey, who was in the audience state, saw a lot of people sitting scattered inside. Some of them used various methods to cover their appearance, such as relying on hoods and masks, while others did not care and exposed their facial features.

　　Among them, the one who attracted Audrey's attention the most was a gentleman in a tuxedo and a black top hat. What attracted Audrey was not his clothes, but the mechanical head under his top hat.

　　Audrey speculated that it was probably a head cover.

　　Screw Gumm felt Audrey's self-concealed gaze, turned slightly, and looked back at Audrey.

　　When their eyes met, Screw Gumm nodded slightly elegantly.

　　Then, Screw Gumm's eyes passed Audrey and saw Cyrus, who greeted him in an exaggerated manner.

　　He stood up from the chair and walked towards Cyrus.

　　After ScrewGum left, Audrey noticed the man in black robe sitting on a single sofa.

　　The man also wore a hood, hiding his appearance in the shadows. He stared at the visitor quietly and silently, giving people a feeling of looking down from a high position.

　　Very confident, but the eyes are disgusting, and the sight keeps moving on me, like two slippery tentacles, trying to strip off my clothes... Audrey's senses are sharp, her observations are meticulous, and she made a calm judgment, but she almost got goose bumps.

　　Fores introduced her: "This is Mr. A, a powerful extraordinary person."

　　Audrey nodded to show that she understood.

　　Mr. A? This feels more like a code name for a criminal, not a name for a mysterious and powerful person... It can't be compared with "The Fool" at all... No, those who can be compared with Mr. Fool should all be gods or big figures second only to gods...

　　In short, they are not as good as Y God.

　　Audrey's thoughts turned, and she was immediately filled with a sense of superiority.

　　Conclusion: Playing with Y God.

　　"So, what did this gentleman do?" Viscount Greylint, who was also wearing a hooded robe, was also very curious.

　　Hugh Dilcha answered with a serious face: "There have been several such incidents. Sequence 8 and even Sequence 7 Beyonders have targeted Mr. A and tried to deal with him, but in the end they all disappeared silently."

　　After all, Mr. A is a Sequence 5, and it is still easy for him to beat Sequence 8.

　　It is impossible for a Sequence 5 to overturn a Sequence 8, right?

　　Impossible, absolutely impossible!

　　Listening to the conversation between the few people, Audrey's ears moved slightly and heard the kind of "although I haven't learned it, I can understand it" words.

　　"It's a pleasure to meet you here, Mr. Ceres. Logic: The reunion is earlier than expected."

　　"This is beyond my expectations, Mr. Screw Gum. In fact, I can't believe that geniuses can actually find this place."

　　The voice of the first sentence is steady and elegant, completely different from Mr. Devil, but the frivolous tone of the other one is exactly the same as Mr. Devil.

　　Audrey was surprised, but she still observed secretly without making any noise.

　　She looked at the two people talking behind her from the corner of her eye. The frivolous man with a mask hanging on his waist and the elegant gentleman with a mechanical head were shaking hands, as if they were greeting each other.

　　"So Mr. Devil's name is Ceres." Audrey was secretly happy. "He must not know my identity, but I discovered it." Audrey was so sure.

　　Soon the two people separated their hands.

　　Chapter 60 Audrey opens the box of Serres (page 2/2)

"Indeed, we received help from that person. But I guess this is probably a deal between [Boshizun] and [Aha]. "

　　Boshizun? Aha? Who are they? Audrey didn't understand, but she wrote it down quietly.

　　Hearing this, Serres roughly guessed that the arrival of Screw Gumm, a genius and also an intelligent machine, probably brought some computing power of Boshizun. For Boshizun, the arrival of a little computing power can quickly build a brand new self.

　　Serres was not interested in the calculations of the star gods. He changed the subject and said, "In fact, it should not be a coincidence that we meet here."

　　"Indeed." Screw Gumm nodded affirmatively, "According to my calculations, the probability of you coming here is as high as 13.19%. It's a pity that I can't give a very accurate number. After all, the believers of [Joy] are always so elusive."

　　Audrey's eyes widened. This... can actually calculate the probability of a person appearing in a certain place? This is too amazing. But... what does a believer of joy mean?

　　After that, ScrewGum added: "In fact, I have tried my luck in 127 places in the past three days."

　　"Well..." Serris hooked ScrewGum's shoulders and led him to a seat. "You really want to find me?" "

　　Ms. Black Tower and Ms. Ruan Mei both asked me to tell you something." ScrewGum explained, "Ms. Black Tower hopes to ask you for the copyright fee for the simulated universe and the eleven dolls that were stolen from you."

　　Audrey raised her eyebrows. Mr. Devil actually stole things?

　　"Ms. Ruan Mei wants you to delete her communication account from your blacklist. She wants to discuss some academic matters with you."

　　Serris smacked his lips and patted Screw Gum's shoulder again: "As for copyright...it's a small matter, it's all a small matter. I know what she wants. As for the dolls, I can't pay them back for the time being. I made them into processors for simulating the universe."

　　Serris took out the prison bucket boy, opened it and handed it to Screw Gum: "Look."

　　There were eleven black tower figures with antennas on their heads, holding hands in a circle, slowly rotating clockwise, and occasionally making "gurgle ling", "gurgle gurgle", and "circle" sounds from their mouths.

　　"Evaluation: The utilization rate of computing power is too low." Screw Gum's pertinent comment.

　　"Of course I know." As he said that, Serris nudged Screw Gum with his elbow, "Can you help me get a better one someday?"

　　"Price: I need 30% of the authority to simulate the universe here." Screw Gum proposed a condition.

　　"No," based on the principle of bargaining in half, Serres bargained: "3%."

　　"I think bargaining in half should not mean separating the numbers." Screw Gum said, "But I agree."

　　Serres curled his lips. In fact, he knew very well that it didn't matter how much authority he gave. Anyway, his firewall couldn't protect Screw Gum.

　　He got up from his seat and walked to the blackboard at the front of the hall to write a few things. He planned to sell a few small gadgets. After all, it's fun when the situation is chaotic.

　　PS:? My last chapter was blocked? No, why?

　　OK, awesome! Awesome! Awesome! In the last chapter, the protagonist didn't save people, and I don't know that *蕉蕉* reported it. Now it's stuck for review. Awesome! Awesome!

　　Someone also reported that my book is similar to another work "The Lord of Mysteries".

　　Hahahaha, if the review didn't admit it, I really don't know how to change it.

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