The possibility that the rising black tower in the city will become the place of the final battle suddenly climbed to the highest position among all possibilities. Jenkins thought of the statue of the Three Kings he saw when he ventured into the top floor, and suddenly had more guesses.
"Apart from the black tower, what else do you know about the ritual of the 'Defiant Man'? I saw a person named 'Mr. B' in a letter last year."
he asked again.
"This name may be the name of the machine-controlled mechanical transformation man. It also needs to have its own eyes and ears on the ground. As for the rebels, the success of this ceremony requires fate. Although the purpose of the ceremony itself is to reverse fate, but But it needs to obey fate. All the actions you can find to promote the end of the day are most likely part of the ritual of the rebel."
"Is there any damage to the ceremony by destroying those operations?"
"Yes, but very low."
"In other words, the Rebel Ritual cannot be interrupted basically."
"It can be said that, but if you have a way to kill the host of the ceremony, the ceremony can naturally be interrupted."
This is tantamount to giving no advice. If Jenkins has a way to find the difference engine and is confident that he can beat it, he doesn't need to worry about it now.
But this second underground trip, although no key clues were found, but the harvest was very much. Knowing more information about the rebels will play a vital role in future plans.
[A4-type arithmetic-assisted external machine] promises to continue to calculate and speculate on the situation in the near future, but needs Jenkins to provide more information about the enemy on the ground.
Although Jenkins worried in a corner of his heart, providing information to such a machine with computing power would cause some bad things to happen. But after many trials, he still believed in the loyalty of the other party. In addition, Mr. Pisco was involved in this matter. In the end, all the information about tobacco, fires, metal black towers, space-specific areas, etc. say it.
After Jenkins temporarily dealt with the matter, he motioned for Alexia to come forward and talk.
Alexia had already prepared the content of the conversation, and the questions she asked were concise and to the point, mostly about the other party's operating principles and mechanical structure.
Although Jenkins understands the simple structure and principle of the difference engine, he does not understand the detailed parts. After all, he has never studied courses related to the difference engine before, and he has no idea about the black technology that combines materialism and idealism. learn.
Originally, I was thinking about whether the dialogue between the two sides could promote the formation of the power that is still ready to come out. But after listening for a while, I found that although I could understand it, it didn't seem to help me at all.
Alexia's focus on algorithmic issues, while instructive to Jenkins, isn't entirely ignorant of these things. I quickly lost interest. Although I was still listening and remembering it in my heart, I also knew that it was of no help to me.
Alexia's conversation with the machine went on for two hours, while Jenkins and the coachman waited patiently. When Alexia said "thank you," Jenkins knew the conversation was over.
He withdrew his finger from Chocolate's chin, and walked up to Alexia:
"How about it?"
He believed that his tone at this time must be full of curiosity.
"It is indeed valuable to have this opportunity, and I have been studying it for so many years... talking to the omnic I have studied for a long time. Compared with searching for documents and interpreting ancient stone tablets by myself, today's gains are enough to surpass those of the past. … a long time ago.”
She was downplaying all the time-related words, but Jenkins didn't really care.
"The design ideas for these mechanisms, and the algorithms, are really interesting."
Alexia said with a smile, then tiptoed to kiss the side of Jenkins' cheek.
"Actually, I also do some things like algorithms. If you are interested, I can even briefly introduce the algorithms of the binary language to you."
Jenkins still understands the simple mechanical language of 10101. Although he is not proficient, he believes that a little inspiration can help this smart lady.
"It's funny, you seem to know everything."
"No, I only know what I should know. So how about today's harvest? Do I need to go back and experience it seriously, or do I need more conversations?"
"When I go back, I will probably lock myself in the room and think alone for a while. But now there are indeed gains that I can show you."
Alexia said, stretching out her right hand to make the sky blue cube appear:
"I realized that the mysteries of mathematics are far more than I thought. Changing numbers, applied to machines, can produce amazing intelligence. My views on numbers may be too simple. I thought of the cat you once gave Prepared toys."
"What?"
Jenkins doesn't recall having any toys for Chocolate.
"That toy you call a Rubik's Cube."
"Oh, Rubik's Cube..."
When Jenkins just mastered the joint application of [Creation Pencil] + [Reading and Writing], the most created creation was the Rubik's Cube. Last fall, before Alexia left Nolan for Luen, she went to Jenkins' home many times to discuss math problems with him. When she saw the Rubik's Cube, Jenkins lied that it was a toy for chocolate.
Although Chocolate is very interested in the metal blocks that seal the divinity of the cube, he is not interested in those Rubik's Cubes at all.
"Your Rubik's Cube is also a game of numbers, and involves clever space transformations and mechanical structures. Maybe I should change this, a little bit..."
Jenkins looked at the blue cube held in Alexia's right hand, slowly spinning above her palm. Under Jenkins' gaze, the side of the cube close to Alexia also began to spin slowly around the axis passing through this side.
After a few seconds, the cube was completely transformed into a Rubik's cube.
The thing held by Alexia is the embodiment of the essence of her power, and the slightest change in appearance represents the change of this power itself. Although Alexia claims that today's gain is not much, but judging from the change from cube to Rubik's cube, her gain this time is definitely more than just spiritual ascent.
Of course, she didn't find a way to sublimate herself just by relying on today's conversation. Alexia still needs precipitation, accumulation, and other inspirations and feelings, and she still hasn't found the way to continue going upwards.
As for the [A4 Arithmetic Auxiliary External Machine], this machine will be left underground. But Jenkins had promised it that it would be free when it was all over, at least until the Nineteenth Century.
The machine didn't mind either, and it also agreed to continue to calculate and predict the next move of the underground machine for Jenkins here. According to it, compared to the ground, although the current underground is not free, it is very safe. It also does not want to show up on the ground and participate in the worsening end of the era.
But it is impossible for Jenkins to go to the church to ask for the containment to get the sin coins every time he comes underground to confirm new information. There is nothing the driver can do about it, he has no right to lower his minimum fare standard.
[A4-type arithmetic auxiliary external machine] There is no way to do this. If it can open the way to the ground, then it means that the seal of Mr. Pisco and Jenkins is completely useless.
"Well, I will come to see you every other week. I probably... can afford such a burden."
Jenkins said hesitantly.
"If you are not sent here, but that ordinary human female is sent here, the price can be cheaper. The lowest price I can allow is 1 arbitrary sin coin. After all, there is a force that prohibits space movement .”
The coachman said in a timely manner.
"Why am I more expensive?"
Jenkins wondered.
"Because you are 'heavy'."
The coachman replied, and Jenkins understood immediately:
"Alexia, then please run for me once a week."
"no problem."
The short lady nodded.
"Then next time, can you not summon me in that basement?"
The coachman asked again, and Jenkins glanced at it and nodded:
"Can."
It took a whole morning underground, and when Alexia and Alexia returned to the basement, it was already lunch time. It was obvious that Britney was curious about what the two of them did in the basement together, but she didn't ask since Jenkins didn't tell.
Just complaining at the dinner table, Hathaway often doesn't know what to do during the day recently, so she can't even find a companion for shopping.
Of course Jenkins knows what Hathaway has done. She is now devoted to helping believers of lies, and she doesn't seem to have any grudges about helping those "bad guys". The speech really worked.
But this cannot tell Britney, so she can only comfort her, Hathaway is definitely not doing bad things. Since both Julia and Alexia had gone to Dolores' side after lunch, Jenkins' method of consolation was somewhat unique, but they both liked it.
The original plan in the afternoon was to go to church and find out the follow-up of the tobacco incident last night. But when I went out, I saw that the sun was getting late, so I thought it would be better to go to the church and finish eating according to the time. There was no one at home tonight, and Julia was going back to accompany Dolores. Hathaway decided to invite Britney alone. Went out to dinner to compensate for the 'coldness' these days, so Jenkins was left to figure out what to do with dinner on his own.
He thought that he could turn to the bar at the entrance of the black market first, check Mr. Hood's notice about the party tomorrow night, that is, Saturday night, and waste some time in the bar, just in time for the church dinner.