Chapter 122
"Ai, Aini-nyan!"
The shorthair kitten stepped back in fear.
The Devon cat reacted slightly slowly, or not at all.
The cow cat, which was slightly bigger than them, looked directly at the sleeping tiger and suddenly shouted, "Big brother meow, your Wu Song meow is here!"
The big golden tiger didn't react. The little gray cat under the big golden tiger's belly was dumbfounded, thinking, Aini, how did you find me? What are you going to do? Wu Song Meow? You're provoking me right away.
Aini laughed and rushed towards the big golden tiger after shouting, challenging it head-on! Then, he drew an arc in the air and landed directly on the back of the big golden tiger, looking very proud and aggressive.
The three cats who witnessed this scene were shocked at the same time, thinking that it was no wonder that he was Aini, as he dared to challenge his eldest brother head-on with just the power of a single cat!
In an instant, they perked up and opened their eyes wide.
I saw the cow cat leaping in the air like a tiger, its eyes shining, and its power activated!
The mighty golden tiger knew nothing about it and was still sleeping soundly with his eyelids barely open.
There's hope!
The three cats were nervous and stared intently.
But it was only a moment. Just when the cow cat was about to successfully hit the big golden tiger, the big golden tiger, without even opening its eyes, suddenly raised its claws and grabbed the cow cat without any warning.
This, this is actually a conditioned reaction!
The gray cat immediately understood. The big golden tiger, who had been undefeated in countless battlefields and had extremely rich combat experience, caught cats in a dream. His movements were sudden and precise, and he did it at a very fast speed. There was no need for him to wake up to deal with them.
“Meow!”
Aini Meow couldn't dodge and failed miserably!
The little gray cat sighed, and when he turned around, he saw that Aini was also placed under the belly of the big golden tiger like him, and was completely buried under the fur, with only the head sticking out.
The Cow Cat blinked his eyes, but he was not discouraged at all. He laughed, "Brother Inboss, meow. I also failed, meow."
Seeing you were so confident, I thought you had some special means, but the result was just a claw.
Because Persia was sad.
When Big Brother was in human form, they couldn't withstand a punch from Big Brother, and when Big Brother was in tiger form, they couldn't block a single claw from him. Meow, is the difference in strength so huge?
The cow cat saw that the gray cat looked frustrated, so he stretched out his claws and poked the gray cat's face.
The gray cat shook his head and met the cow cat's smug gaze.
Cow Cat laughed, "Brother, taking me away is the first step to failure, meow!"
What is that? The gray cat was puzzled.
The cow cat began to gather strength, with its cheeks puffed up, looking like it was about to use the Meow Roar skill.
The gray cat was startled and quickly stopped him, saying, "No, father is upgrading meow, you can't wake him up meow!"
The Cow Cat said confidently: "I won't wake up my father meow, I just want to wake up my big brother who is sleeping late meow!"
The gray cat was shocked.
The cow cat emitted sound waves that caused the space to distort violently, but the other cats and the father did not hear it, and only the eldest brother was disturbed!
The sleepy big golden tiger didn't react at first, worthy of being the big brother demon who could act calmly amid the explosion of hundreds of stars.
But after a few minutes, the big golden tiger gradually frowned, as if he heard something.
There's hope!
The shorthair cat became nervous again and stared with his eyes wide open.
But the big golden tiger just turned over. It seemed to know the source of the noise, and suddenly moved its body, and its furry belly flattened the two cats, so that even their heads could not be seen!
How could this be! The implicated gray cat was dumbfounded, wondering what the big brother was doing?
They can't breathe! Although they don't need to breathe.
The gray cat paused for a second and suddenly understood why his brother had such an instinctive reaction.
Big Brother is not here to attack them, but to protect them!
The eldest brother caught them and placed them under his belly. He was using his body to protect them from any harm outside his belly.
Big Brother's protective instinct has become a conditioned reflex, developed from years of protecting them!
After realizing this, the gray cat wanted to punch himself, then he learned from his mistakes and thought to himself, Brother Meow, we are so bad! You are so nice, yet we still want to wake you up!
The cow cat next to him gave up struggling, as if he had thought of the same thing. He rarely continued to make a fuss. Even though he was being squashed, he still said, "Big brother's belly is so warm, meow."
Of course it's warm, my brother is the demon god Baal who is feared by all gods and demons in the universe! He has the power of thunder and lightning, is powerful and invincible, and has electricity flowing all over his body!
When they were little, they were often electrocuted. Under the cruel reality, they had to get used to it and light up the resistance to lightning. Otherwise, they would be scorched by lightning like the little black bird.
Of course, Big Brother didn't do it on purpose, but He is lightning, so some of it would always leak out unconsciously.
Thinking of this, the gray cat felt a wave of emotion in his heart, but after a few minutes of relaxation, he had to face the ultimate problem.
The eldest brother loves them and protects them, but what should they do if they are crushed?
Should I wait for my eldest brother to wake up? But who knows how long he will sleep!
The gray cat turned his head and tried to take a look at the cow cat's situation through the gap.
The cow cat has become a cat cake at this time and has fallen asleep!
I admit that it is easy to sleep under the skin of my brother's belly, but you can't really sleep there. Who just said leave it to me?
The gray cat was very disappointed, thinking that he could never become a cat cake just like Tom, but a few seconds later he also fell asleep. It was too easy to fall asleep in the arms of his big brother!
The little dwarf cat watched the two cats fall, his eyes reddened, he was helpless and could not think of any way to wake up his big brother.
At this moment, the Devon cat seemed to have finally recovered some intelligence. He opened up the spiritual domain in the void and asked for help from the demons.
The little dwarf cat was shocked. There is such a method!
Of course, the demons couldn't respond, and the only one who could communicate now was Malbus.
Moreover, Malbus was fighting against a cosmic general at the moment and had no time to reply immediately.
Time passed by minute by minute, and before I knew it, it was already past five in the afternoon.
If my father doesn't wake up, he will have to sleep until tomorrow.
The two little brothers who have become old men can't be counted on. What should I do?
At this time, Devon Cat looked at his father's sleeping face and suddenly said, "Should we wake up father, meow?"
The little dwarf cat paused, unable to understand. For some reason, in his understanding, sleeping too long didn't seem to be a good thing, meow?
Devon Cat said: "Father is upgrading meow, he must have encountered some problems meow."
The little dwarf kitten opened his eyes wide and suddenly realized that they couldn't disturb their father meow in this way.
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At this moment, in the giant white tower, the people whose faces could not be seen were still busy with the tasks at hand, and their memories were functioning perfectly and accurately.
A reading area with a window.
The black-haired young man was looking at the book on the table, his brows slightly frowned and his eyes serious, as if he had encountered some difficult problem.
"What should I do?"
Xiu Si really couldn't understand it and fell into deep thought. There was nothing he could do, his intelligence was not high and his comprehension was limited, and these abilities were more dependent on talent than acquired efforts, so it was difficult to make a breakthrough.
Hughes frowned and wrote on paper for half an hour, copying almost the same content. He told himself not to be impatient and to be patient, but the lack of progress still made him disappointed in himself.
It would be great if I had a high intelligence. I don’t ask for a high IQ genius, but I just hope I can understand these things.
Outside, the sky was clear and the wind was gentle, as if no time had passed. It didn't matter how long he stayed here.
But there are his children outside. Even if it is a dream, he cannot stay for too long without going home. They are waiting. He cannot let them wait and be sad any longer.
Xiu Si lowered his eyes, seeing that he could not make any breakthroughs in the theory, so he stood up, found an empty study room, and began to test his learning results.
He raised his hand and let the magic power gather at his fingertips, from scattered energy to gradually orderly energy. It was he who gave them order.
In other words, fill in the information and write the rules.
There is no pure object in itself; objects are all information bodies, just like the essence of human beings is genetic information, not contents such as flesh, blood, and bones.
Humans existed before human genetic information, or humans existed before human heritage information. This is the same question as whether the chicken came first or the egg came first.
Does this sound like a circular argument? Not really.
At least for Hughes's creation work, of course, information comes first before matter, and design comes first before structure.
Even if some designs seem to come naturally, there must actually be a priori.
He just doesn't realize it. Just like many designers don't know where their design inspiration comes from. It's a sudden inspiration, or there are some things in the brain that don't show themselves at ordinary times, but appear when the time is right.
I don’t know if it’s right to think this way.
Hughes was thinking as he pushed forward the creation. He was now over level 60, although he himself didn't seem to feel it deeply, nor did he have that sense of reality. At most, he felt freer, because his magic power was greater and he could perform more magic.
He calmed down and slowly felt the flow of magic power. Since he reached level 50, the nature of his magic power had changed.
It is said that this change is only possible after humans reach level 95. What does it look like in detail?
If magic power awakens fire, then even if the magician cannot transform the nature of magic power, his magic power will naturally have fire attributes, and he will have the buff of blasting and so on.
However, this change in the nature of his magic occurred when he was level 50. He didn't believe it at first, thinking it was just his illusion, but after observing for a while, he found that it was indeed true, for example -
Zeus lowered his eyes and watched the magic power crawling on his arm.
The magic power turned into vines, the surface of which glowed with a faint green light, like green snakes, entwining his wrists and arms.
He did not awaken the power of wood, he just conceived the attributes of wood in his mind, and then they changed according to his conception.
It is endless and continuous, and its vitality is visibly strong.
This reminded him of his fourteenth cub, Lelakin, who had a similar description in his essential setting.
The child should be full of life and vitality, but because of the loss of memory, he has become much duller. Is there no way to solve this problem?
Zeus frowned and slowly lowered his head. The magic power around him continued to operate unconsciously. At first, a big vortex was formed with him as the center. Later, multiple centers appeared, forming multiple vortices.
His magic power is not strong enough, so the trajectory of the magic is vague, making the entire study room mysterious and hazy.
The rules of this space changed, the gravity changed and was gradually decreasing, so his hair fluttered and his clothes floated up.
When Zeus came back to his senses, his pupils trembled slightly. He looked in disbelief at the scene he had unconsciously constructed, a mini solar system that simulated a planetary system.
There are not many planets, only a few hundred or so. They are divided into different levels and revolve around different stars. The stars occupy the largest light, and the other planets are at most reflections of its light.
Although it is very small, it gives us a glimpse of greatness, the mystery and greatness of the universe.
Xiu Si was shocked for a long time, trying to feel their existence.
However, they only lasted for a dozen seconds before they collapsed without warning and turned into a vast expanse of nothingness.
Houston paused, wanting to reach out and capture their greatness for a moment, but even the fragments disappeared so easily that he couldn't retain them at all.
How could this happen?
Hughes paused for a few seconds before reviewing the situation. Was it because his magic power was not enough, or the rules he created were not perfect enough, or was it because the "friction" from the outside world was too great, causing the "ball" he had pushed with great difficulty to stop rolling not long after. The answer might be all of them.
Zeus felt regretful inside, but he quickly cheered up and thought about solutions. First of all, regarding the problem of magic power, he would work hard to upgrade it, and secondly, regarding the problem of rules.
He said to himself, "Those are the rules I created unconsciously. I don't even know how I created them. Even when I am conscious, I can't create the rules that I created unconsciously."
It feels like I've reached a dead end.
Hughes walked out of the study and returned to the table where he had been reading.
He had been looking down so he didn't notice it. Only when he got there did he realize there was a young man standing in front of the table.
The young man's face was as blurry as the others, but he could feel that the other person was looking at him with gentle eyes, smiles and care.
Every memory and experience he had in his dream seemed to be reset, so he might have seen the other person before but couldn't remember it at this moment.
"What's wrong?"
The young man asked.
Hughes answered without thinking, "There are some things I don't quite understand."
After answering, he realized that he seemed to have an extraordinary trust in the other party.
The young man asked kindly, "Which places?"
Hughes nodded, picked up the book on the table, and flipped through page after page, all of which were filled with various doubts he had marked.
“Like these questions.”
The young man seemed to understand his notes in just a moment. He leaned over, picked up a pen, and answered on it, saying, "Well, your thinking is wrong. Just change your thinking. It's easy."
He spoke lightly, as if these difficult problems were just slightly more complicated addition, subtraction, multiplication and division in His eyes, and were easy as pie.
Theoretically, Hughes should be shocked, after all, the other party obviously possesses extraordinary wisdom, but he just takes it for granted, because the other party is born so wise, often solving problems for him and guiding him. When he is confused, helpless, and almost desperate, the other party always comforts him in time and tells him not to worry, everything will be fine.
The time in the abyss was extremely difficult, and without the other party's care and encouragement, he might not have been able to hold on.
Hughes thought about it, almost lost in reminiscence.
But the young man seemed not to want him to continue reminiscing, so he interrupted him softly.
"Is there anything you don't understand?"
Xius's thoughts, which had just been gathered, scattered again. He slowly raised his eyes and replied, "Not yet. I'll try it first. If there's anything I don't understand..."
He paused, and the next sentence was "I'll ask you again", but inexplicably he didn't say it.
He seemed to feel that he could not rely too much on the other party. Firstly, it was because of his stance, and secondly, if he relied too much on them, it would bring burden to them.
A father should be expected by his children, rather than expecting something from his children.
However, the other party seemed to know what he was thinking and replied: "It's okay, you don't need to worry too much, just do what you want to do."
"Yeah……"
Hughes was a little dazed.
"Well, I also found some books for you, I hope they can help you."
"Thanks."
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After receiving guidance, Zeus learned more and more smoothly, and even he was shocked. The problems that he found difficult before now seemed very easy and could be solved easily. He even extended the duration of the simulated planetary system by more than an hour. This progress was simply a miracle.
Is the effect of changing your mindset so good?
Xius felt that what had improved was not only his thinking ability, but also his actual computing power. The speed of processing intelligence feedback was significantly faster.
The complex memory information in the past now seems simple and easy to read, and even clearer.
Zeus looked at his memories, and then his pupils trembled slightly because he saw his brave days.
At that time, he was often ridiculed, sometimes secretly, sometimes openly. He was too weak, and the contrast with other heroes was too obvious. Even if we put aside his strength, he had no advantages in personal charm and character. What did they say at that time?
Xiu Si stared at the fragments of his own memory and unexpectedly heard the rumors about "filtering" back then.
——A brave man with nothing to offer except gentleness. We sacrificed a year’s national destiny, and this is what we summoned?
——So I don’t understand what the sages are thinking. Why do they have to let him follow the brave team? He is so weak, he will definitely be a drag.
——But the brave king Chang'er is still protecting them. I see them...
——That’s enough. Can you die sooner?
Fragments of memory floated by. After reading some of them, Xiu Si was shocked. Has anyone said this before? Apparently, he did. He pretended not to hear it in the past, which made him feel better. Of course, what they said was not wrong. He was weak and had no personal charm. His only redeeming feature was his good temper. In any heroic story, he was a tiny marginal person. It was normal for him to be ignored, although it turned out that being ignored was still good.
In the end, it was just as they said, the weak and incompetent burden died early, and then the other heroes each achieved glory, as if things were better off without him.
Xius fell silent, flipping through his memories one after another, his eyes changing from calm to dark.
Recalling his memories was not a pleasant experience. After he turned a few pages, some impressive bad memories came to his mind first.
As his computing power and mental strength increased, these memories became more refined, and the beautifying filters he had given them gradually broke down, revealing their truest side.
His family was not harmonious. The parents quarreled endlessly and confronted each other fiercely, as if they would murder each other sooner or later. As for the children, they did not even consider them.
Both of them are so-called independent individuals, each with their own awakening, ignoring their families and putting themselves first, and he is redundant among them. Even if they say anything, they will demand that he be independent as well, saying that he shouldn't want anything. Isn't it enough to give him life?
Xiu Si's eyes dimmed. Indeed, just for this alone, he should be grateful and unforgettable, and even have it engraved on his tombstone after his death.
Yes, we should be grateful. Thanks to their independent education, he was able to learn to be independent at an early age, and then achieved success through self-study, and barely got a job that could support him. Isn't that right?
Well... maybe it's because you don't have it that you desire it. When he saw Calabash Brothers for the first time when he was a child, he felt an unprecedented strong emotion in his heart. Especially when the family reunited at the end and they were having a lively time.
He had sighed "What a nice family they have" countless times when he was a child. He had also imagined what kind of family he would have, but in the end everything came out blank. He had no imagination at all about family, and it was even harder to imagine running a family with someone. That was even harder to imagine than the world situation in the next second.
If he had to say something, he wanted a lively atmosphere, wanted a big family, and when they gathered together, everyone could talk a lot and could talk from day to night and into the next day.
“…”
Xiu Si was silent for a while. He did not expect that his memory beautification filter would be shattered halfway through the upgrade, and he was forced to practice his mind. But now if the children asked what kind of people their grandparents were, he might not be able to lie with a clear conscience.
The most I can say is kind.
Based on their father's image, they have no idea what kind of people their grandparents are.
There's really nothing I can do about it. I probably won't have the chance to see him.
Xius slowly calmed down his mood and sorted out his memories.
After a few seconds, his eyes changed from dark to clear and even bright.
Although he may not have other abilities, he should be good at emotional management. Although it is not a likable ability at all, it is only one step away from the method of spiritual victory, or it may be the same thing. Who knows.
But no matter what, he must break through the dream as soon as possible.
Hughes made up his mind to put away all his memories, leaving his heart empty, with only his children and a few favorite things left.
After he was almost done, he was ready to turn around and ignore it, but suddenly he found that there were still memories deep in his memory?
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At this time, in the bedroom.
Devon the cat fell asleep while waiting.
When the shorthair cat was not paying attention, the Devon cat also ran under the belly of the big golden tiger, but fortunately it did not turn into a cat cake, and was sleeping peacefully in the tiger's armpit.
How warm and cozy would this scene be if it weren’t for the two cat biscuits.
Just then, Malbus finally responded.
Ten minutes ago, Malbus successfully defeated his opponent and then saw Devon Cat's message for help.
——How to wake up a sleeping tiger.
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