Like I said before, waking up every day with a new mental retardation.
The place I have been in for the past three years is called no-man’s land at best, but at worst it is an uninhabited area, because it is too barren, there are strange beasts infested, plus climate and environmental reasons, etc... In short, even the natives are early. After decades of family relocation, the empire is not interested, nor is the federation.
Although no one has noticed that I am here for three years, but if you are determined to come from other places, the nearest city will only take half a day.
So, after the former emperor's live broadcast turned over yesterday, panicked people rushed to this no-man's land by various means.
I only slept for a while, and when I got up again at dawn, the former emperor had already been surrounded by his guards, and everyone shouted for him to take off his clothes and pants to apologize.
I was shocked: "?" You don't have to take off your pants, thank you.
Because the sound of chanting slogans outside was too loud, I had to put another layer of soundproof enchantment on my hut.
After the world returned to peace, I counted on my fingers how many days are left until the world is destroyed.
The emperor came on the first day, the ex-boyfriend came on the second day, the ex-boyfriend’s sister came on the third day, I built the number machine and the ex-emperor came on the fourth day, and today is only the fifth day.
"Can you give me a visual data report?" I asked the black cat like a capitalist boss.
Black Cat: "..."
Black Cat: "Wait a minute."
It disappears for a moment and returns with a transparent display—the kind you'd normally find in a conference room, only small enough for a cat.
I couldn't help asking: "Did you just build this?"
"No," said the black cat, "I went to the imperial camp to get it."
I am in awe.
Listen, "take", not "steal".
How can the matter of world consciousness be called stealing!
The black cat put the display screen in the air, twitched its tail lightly, and two star maps were displayed on it.
I recognize these, they are maps of the Empire and the Federation.
The black cat introduced solemnly: "The planets that believe that 'federal and imperial officials should take the blame for what happened three years ago' are displayed in red; on the contrary, they are displayed in blue."
I moved closer to the star map and zoomed in and out for a long time, but I couldn't find blue at all.
"The most praised speech in the poll is, 'She wants to apologize, so she apologizes?! I don't want to be implicated for something I didn't do!'" Black Cat read, "The second most praised is "If she can, it's time for the second Ziwei star who can save the stars to smash her high face."
Such remarks can no longer hurt me, and I even feel a little happy, after all, who doesn't like to watch some incompetent and furious speeches.
But after pondering for a long time, I asked the black cat from the bottom of my heart: "Can you tell me how you created such a rotten world?"
Black Cat: "...you may not believe it, but there is a world consciousness next door with the same "dark emotions" opening as mine, but the ending is completely different from here."
"Dark emotions?"
"All races are more likely to breed negative and extreme emotions," Black Cat explained to me calmly, "It's a kind of hell mode, which will appear randomly when creating the world."
"You are so wrong." I sighed.
Black Cat: "..."
It droops its ears and tail and looks a little bit hurt.
But I think I'm even more wrong, not trying to comfort it at all: "And what are those red lines?"
"All the routes and modes of transportation that can go to this no-man's land through transit." The black cat said weakly, "At present, all legal and illegal means of transportation, as long as they have the ability to reach here, are already overloaded."
"Are they going to attack me?" I suddenly thought, and even looked forward to the next development.
Black Cat: "How is it possible? They came to demand that the high-level officials of the Empire and the Federation confess to you, and many people directly boarded the plane with items similar to thorns."
"What are those yellow lines?"
"It is an illegal force that is setting off to kidnap other officials who were related and unrelated three years ago." Black Cat said.
"This world is really highly autonomous," I said smugly. "It's not even worthy to carry the shoes where I used to live."
The black cat agreed: "I will work harder next time."
"This ppt is really well done." I recognized the work of the black cat, "There is no need to return the display screen, let's use it as a waste."
I slightly adjusted the program of the display screen, and it turned into a countdown timer, which beats every second, with big bright red characters written on the top [there is still time before the destruction of the universe:].
The specially selected blood red is very suitable for the occasion, and it is conspicuous, and can be seen clearly from fifty meters away.
Then it hung it grandly at the door of my hut.
When I hung it up, I found that the lower right corner of the display screen was indeed printed with the emblem of the Empire. I was so annoyed that I wiped it off with a touch of my thumb.
I didn't go out on the sixth and seventh days.
Mainly because Elijah blew up the bathroom this time, I'm not familiar with bathroom facilities and it took two days to fix it.
In fact, according to my technology, it would have taken ten days and a half months to repair it, but there is only one bathroom that I can use in a radius of hundreds of kilometers in no man's land. Who can bear not taking a bath for more than ten days!
So I asked the black cat to go to the camp of the Imperial Federation to bring back some necessary things.
By the time I fixed the bathroom, it was already a place of enjoyment at the level of a Northeast bath center.
Oh, and while my hermitage may look small, with a little space-folding rules, the inside can be beyond imagination.
As for the reason for maintaining that appearance, it is because I always feel that "recluse" still requires a "hut", otherwise it is neither fish nor fowl.
In the middle of my bath, the black cat came in.
Before it was hit by my hand-rubbed nuclear bomb, it opened its mouth first: "The former emperor was tied up and kneeled in front of your house."
I was silent for a few seconds: "... at least tell me he's still wearing pants."
I'm pure and don't want to be stared at by the former emperor's dick.
…
How can a former emperor deserve me to come out of the bath early. When I stood at the window and looked out, the former emperor, who had knelt there for two hours, seemed to have resigned himself to his fate.
Not to mention, I don't know who did it, but it was tied in a decent way, even the few thorns on the back...
... Uh, the thorns on it are a bit ferocious, even if I tie it myself, I can't do it.
"Who tied him?" I tiptoed and looked outside.
The former emperor was surrounded by soldiers, and in the distance were other people watching. It seemed that the order could still be maintained.
"Your ex-boyfriend," said the black cat, "the two are together."
I am too lazy to emphasize that only one is an ex-boyfriend, and it has become my dark history now, but I applaud deeply: "Father and son fight each other, monarch and minister turn against each other, very good, it fits the basic painting style of this world."
The black cat seemed to have also been poked into the black history by me, and its ears turned and pressed down in displeasure: "Now you can go and beat him with thorns."
I said "Hey" from the bottom of my heart: "I don't want it."
Am I the type to abuse lynching
of course not!
So I drew the curtains and began to fix Elijah for the twenty-third time.
"The first twenty-two times all ended in failure." The black cat adjusted an electronic audio report.
"Get lost!" I was incompetent and furious, "I read "Artificial Intelligence: From Beginner to Master" again! This time it will work!"
…
As the saying goes, failure is the mother of success.
Putting it on Elijah's restoration work, failure is the success of twenty-three generations of ancestors:)
I leave the studio exhausted. "Elijah, get me a cup of coffee."
Elijah: "Wow!"
Black Cat: "Pfft."
Me: "Shut up."
I completely feel like a useless person now. I hope that the fifth wave will have some kind of miracle radiated electromagnetic wave, which will allow Elijah to drop an upgrade patch directly from the sky like an infinite gem.
Lao Jia is gone, and Vision is here.
Elijah is gone, Elijah is here.
It makes sense.
I blurted out: "Use your invincible world awareness to think of a way!"
The black cat looked away: "Then let's talk about the outside. Now there are 3,628 people kneeling outside. Three thousand six hundred and twenty-nine, three thousand six hundred and thirty-one..."
"Why do you pay more attention to people outside than I do?" I was very puzzled, "It's fine if you're happier chasing dramas than I am, but what do you mean by broadcasting them all the time?"
"I must promise you that you will not change your mind," said the black cat.
"I won't change my mind to pick up non-recyclable garbage?" I didn't understand even more, "Unless you return the Heart of Our Lady to me now, I don't know if it will be useful."
"That's not it."
"what is that?"
"Yes..." the black cat stopped after saying a word, and looked a little confused, as if he didn't understand what he wanted to say.
The next moment, there was a knock on my door.
The young emperor's voice sounded: "Can you open the door? I have something I want to give you."
I rolled my eyes and ignored him.
"Elijah's data." The young emperor said, "If you don't need it, I will leave immediately."
I flashed outside the door in an instant.
The young emperor stood there alone, without any guards or cronies around him.
Although it is useless.
"Are you threatening me?" I asked grimly.
"I have no better way." The emperor raised his clenched left hand, "With this data in my hand, Elijah can return to your side."
"What's the price?" I swept his hand.
"I made changes and this data was attached to my heart," he said. "When my heart stopped, Elijah would have died anyway."
Dude, don't know where to start complaining.
First of all, he has a life limit, and he will die eventually.
Secondly, this also bullies me as an artificial intelligence illiterate, otherwise he can change it, and I can change it back.
at last…
"Give up your national family and friends and choose only your own life, eh?" I summed up his plan.
The emperor lowered his eyelashes in silence for a while, then raised his eyes and said: "If the universe must be destroyed, there must be a trace of fire left, and I am more suitable than anyone else to be this fire."
"That's really high-sounding." I snorted, "The others don't know that you asked me to propose this deal, do they?"
He didn't answer, silently acquiescing.
"Okay," I snorted, "you wait."
…
"So do you think this plan A or plan B?" I asked the black cat.
The black cat sat on the small bench and looked at my two hands: "... Teacher, I may be absent from class. What are the A and B plans?"
"Plan A is, I dig out his heart and cultivate it alone, and he can live for hundreds of years, as long as his heart beats." I said, "Plan B is, I don't talk to him about morality, and a The big trick made him use that clever brain to change Elijah's data back, and then kicked him back to the imperial camp."
The black cat lowered its head and thought for a while: "B, let's expose what he did by the way."
Me: "Very good, how to expose?"
"I recorded it," said the black cat.
I:"?"
Black cat: "."
Me: "Let's be honest, whether this world is black or not, does it have something to do with you in essence? You see, even if you become a cat, you are black!"
As soon as I finished speaking, the black cat suddenly turned into an orange cat under my nose.
The orange cat said slowly, "No."
Me: "...does this make sense?!"
The author has something to say: I feel that the next chapter will have a finale.