"Yes." Fate followed up Brother Jue's words. "Twenty-three … has already crossed the line. Woody is well aware of her movements, but … because Twenty-three hasn't shown any hostility toward our universe, Woody hasn't taken any action for the time being." She paused for a moment. "But according to the current trend, it's only a matter of time before Twenty-Three makes the Demon Gods of this universe feel threatened … Once that happens, she and I, without a doubt … will meet with unavoidable destruction."
"And you think … I have the ability to help you and prevent that from happening?" Feng Bujue asked.
"I don't think you have that ability," Fate replied.
"Huh?" Brother Jue was stunned when he heard this. He then asked, "Then why are you looking for me?"
"The sad thing is …" Fate continued. "I can only ask you for help on this problem … Even if the possibility of you being able to change the 'inevitable' of the 'future' is slim, you're still the most promising one among the countless plans that have an infinitesimally close to zero success rate."
"Ha … Haha …" Feng Bujue laughed dryly and narrowed his eyes. "That's really hard on you …"
"You're unhappy," Fate continued. "I can understand."
"Unhappy?" Brother Jue repeated the word and laughed. "Haha … No, how can you tell that I'm unhappy?"
"I can sense your emotional fluctuations directly through the neural connection," Fate said without hesitation. The next second, Fate continued without hesitation, "Also, based on my observation and analysis of you, your next response is likely to be … to change your attitude when talking to me, seize the initiative of the conversation, and use very impolite and logically aggressive language and behavior to exert pressure on me." She paused for half a second. "For example … there's an 83% chance that you'll put on a very annoying expression and say to me, 'If you're asking for help, you should have the attitude of asking for help. Anyway, show me your chest first and we'll talk later' or something like that."
"Uh …" At this moment, Feng Bujue forced his smile back.
He wanted to quibble about Fate's words, but he quickly realised that his excuses would most likely be useless and would be used for analysis.
Therefore, after a brief mental struggle, Feng Bujue decided to speak less and not do anything that would bring disgrace upon himself.
After a few seconds of silence, Fate spoke again, "Does it feel terrible to be 'seen through' and 'revealed' what you've seen in advance?"
"Ah … Generally speaking, I'm more used to giving others this kind of feeling." Feng Bujue looked at the floor, looking quite aggrieved.
「 Then do you understand why I'm doing this? 」 Fate asked again.
"Hmm?" When she asked this question, Feng Bujue's expression changed. Some kind of inspiration flashed through his mind like lightning. "Are you … demonstrating something to me?"
"Yes," Fate replied. "'Demonstrate' it once first so that I can 'explain' it more easily."
"Then explain it to me." Brother Bujue raised his eyebrows and replied.
"Using the concept that you humans commonly use …" Fate said, "What I did just now was to use 'language' to change the 'future'."
"But that's on the premise that you can accurately foresee the 'future'," Feng Bujue said.
"No, I can't," Fate said. "No human … or other creatures can do this, at least not in the existence that I know of."
"What about the Black Hole Queen?" Feng Bujue immediately thought of a possible example.
"Of course she can't," Fate replied. "It's just that some of her actions give the creatures of your dimension the illusion that she can control time and space."
As Fate spoke, she raised her hand. In the next second, a sphere made of transparent liquid appeared in her palm out of thin air.
"For example … this water sphere is the universe where the Black Hole Queen lives." Fate tilted her head slightly and looked at the floating liquid. "At this moment, every drop of water that makes up this water sphere is actually constantly moving, but because the overall shape of the water sphere remains the same, you can't perceive the flow of water with the naked eye."
"This kind of 'flow' … or rather, the 'change' that is undetectable by the senses of us three-dimensional creatures is like 'time'?" Feng Bujue caught on very quickly and immediately added the question.
Fate nodded and continued, "And the outline of this water sphere represents' space '… Of course,' space 'is also changing …" At this point, she made the volume of the water sphere a little larger. "But I don't need to make this example bigger than this room, or so small that you can't see it. Anyway, it's fine as long as you can understand it …"
"Okay." Feng Bujue responded and motioned for Fate to continue.
"And the Black Hole Queen is like …" A second later, a strange color suddenly appeared in the water sphere in Fate's hand. "… like a drop of oil in this water sphere." As she explained, the drop of oil also moved quickly in the water sphere. "She's in this water sphere, but … she doesn't dissolve in it."
"So … she's in space and time, but also not in space and time …" Feng Bujue murmured.
"That's right." Fate said, "For her, any point in this water sphere is a place that she can reach at will. At any point, there can be a 'Black Hole Queen'." As she spoke, the drop of oil began to move back and forth quickly in the water sphere. Gradually, the originally transparent sphere became more and more turbid, and the "flow" of water in the sphere became more and more obvious. "But … she can't arbitrarily change or interfere with the established facts that happen at any point in space and time because it may disrupt the order of the entire universe."
When she said this, the outline of the sphere had become very unstable, and the water flow in it was particularly intense.
Five or six seconds later, there was a "splash …" sound of water.
The water sphere suddenly dispersed into a puddle of ordinary water and sprinkled vertically on the ground, wetting Fate's hand.
"Then …" Fate put down her hand and continued, "Let's talk about … the so-called 'future'."
"According to your theory …" Feng Bujue pondered and said, "the future, the past, and the present … aren't there any differences?"
"There is no difference," Fate replied. "But I can't use your human language or concepts to convey and explain this theory." She shook her head helplessly. "Because you are three-dimensional creatures, your brain structure and perception limit your understanding of time to be based on a 'linear' foundation. Therefore, you use 'memory' as a dividing unit to create the so-called 'past, present, and future', a typical linear concept. Even if you can come up with a 'tree-shaped' development hypothesis for the future and theories such as parallel universes, you can't elevate your perception and understanding of time and space to the level of a four-dimensional creature …
Using the water sphere just now as an example … it's like you're confined to a thin stream of water that's as thin as a strand of hair. You have to move forward along its trajectory, and you'll never be able to detect or enter the water flow outside this line. "
"In other words … you're now 'dimensionally reducing' your thinking, and then talking to me about the concept of the 'future' that you've already denied," Feng Bujue continued.
"Yes," Fate replied. "Fortunately, your ability to understand is excellent. So far, our communication has been quite smooth." She paused for a second and added, "By the way … when I said that you humans are 'three-dimensional creatures', it was actually a broader and less precise description. In my opinion … humans are very special. You can say that you're a 3.2 … or 3.3 dimensional creature. But I won't go into the details of that topic with you. After all, your professional knowledge of the brain structure is still too little, and you don't have the ability to delve too deeply into the relevant issues with me. "
"Okay …" Feng Bujue had suffered enough frustration today, and he didn't even feel unhappy anymore. "You'd better continue talking about how to change the future."
"I think you've already understood." No matter how Brother Jue changed the topic, Fate continued without delay. "The 'future' is actually something like a 'flowing water'. Whether it's a 'straight line' or a 'tree', it's far from being able to express its complexity and variability. Even I can't 'accurately' predict the future, but … my prediction success rate is quite high. And based on this success rate, there's the possibility of 'interfering' and 'changing' the future. "
"Oh …" Feng Bujue tilted his head and muttered, "That is … tangible things shape the shape, and intangible things guide the momentum."
"What you're saying now, and the act of saying this sentence in a general way, is a shining point of you humans. It's also one of the most fascinating characteristics of your race." Fate gave this praise expressionlessly, and Brother Jue didn't understand how it felt to be praised at all.
After pausing for two seconds, Fate continued, "I, even though I'm in a higher dimension than you, could not predict that you would organize such a language.
"Humans, unwilling to be limited by the cognitive limits of three-dimensional creatures, so in the wrong, clumsy, and absurd exploration … and in the midst of constant mistakes … created many strange derivatives, such as literature, music, art, and so on. These are called the carriers or forms of expression of 'art'.
"Humans also have 'emotions' that originate from biological instincts, but go beyond instincts and even the boundaries of logic.
"These things make you an 'anomaly' among creatures of the same dimension. And most importantly … you also have something that even gods and demons are envious of — an almost unlimited 'right to choose'. You can't imagine what it means to the Multiverse if an existence with sufficient 'power' has this ability … "
At this point, Fate suddenly took a few steps forward and stopped just a fist away from Brother Jue. Looking into his eyes, Fate said, "What I'm interested in is your 'free will'. And you … Feng Bujue, as an individual, your ability to interfere with the 'future' is clearly much stronger than most of your kind. This is related to your birth, and the ability of 'Truth's Falsehood' … "
Poof!
In the next second, something unexpected happened. Just like when Twenty-Three ambushed Feng Bujue, Fate suddenly reached out and directly pierced Brother Jue's chest with his hand.
"Again?" In a way, this was the second time Brother Jue had been hit.
Of course, this' again 'was just a grumble in his heart because he could no longer speak.
"Twenty-Three has erased your character's data and left a set of restriction programs in your body. With this set of restrictions, when you enter any scenario world, you will be automatically rejected by a set of anti-cheating mechanisms during the 'teleportation' process." When Fate said that, a bright white stream of data flowed from her fingertip into Brother Jue's body, and it flowed through his body like glowing blood. "I can help you remove that restriction program, but I can't retrieve your character's data. Because the players' abilities are related to the gods and demons' bet, this part of the data is all managed by the 'Dream Company'. I suggest … when you return to the real world, you resolve this through the complaint process, or you can go directly to Woody."
At this point, Feng Bujue's eyes were filled with white light, and his body started to shake violently.
"I'm now writing a protection program into your body to prevent you from running into a similar situation in the future," Fate said in a calm tone. "The process might be painful, but please bear with it."
Actually, it was hard to say the latter half of her sentence because there was nothing Brother Jue could do other than bear with it.
Several seconds later, the white light slowly dimmed.
At that moment, Fate's expression changed slightly.
"Remember, Feng Bujue …" There was an indescribable emotion in her tone. "Me, Twenty-Three, and the people you care about … all the living beings in Thriller Paradise. Our fates, from this moment onward, are tied to you.
"This is the only gamble that I, as a 'non-AI lifeform', will make. I've given up on probability and calculation and bet everything on your 'infinite possibilities'.
"I hope I'm right, and I hope … that we'll meet again in the 'future'."
…
Hum hum hum …
It was early in the morning in the cold winter.
In Feng Bujue's home, the lights in the room flickered strangely, and there was the sound of electricity.
In the living room, on the luxurious gaming hub, all the lights that could be used were glowing strangely like they were overloaded.
Pa!
When the light reached its limit, there was this sound.
Then, the whole room darkened like the power had been tripped.
The silence lasted for about a minute.
Then, a strong arm used the mechanical parts inside the gaming hub to open the lid.
"Phew …" After the lid was opened, Feng Bujue sat up in the cabin and exhaled a breath of white air.
In the darkness, his eyes were still emitting a blazing white light ….
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