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His jacket casually tucked under his left arm, he plucked a cigarette from the pack with his fingertips. This was only his second time smoking, but his movements were as practiced as if he were automatically taking a candy bar from his pocket. The bitterness of the coffee still lingered on his tongue, and the burning heat of the nicotine was about to take over.
Caffeine and nicotine, perhaps these two will become inseparable from you in the future - both are good things for refreshing your mind.
Fortunately, my sleep is pretty good and I rarely feel sleepy.
The moment the arc flashed, he lit the cigarette between his lips, took a deep breath, and let the smoke flow between his lungs.
"call--"
As she took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, the smoke slowly overflowed from her nose. She squinted her eyes, and the relaxation brought by the nicotine made her feel lazy all over.
The tobacco shreds curled up in the sparks, "...Why didn't I discover such a good thing as cigarettes earlier?" She chuckled at the flickering cigarette butt, squinting her eyes and muttering to herself in the smoke.
Maybe it was because...she thought she wouldn't need nicotine to relax.
"The field unfolds—the simulated universe."
After the inspection, we will give them special training in 2018. The 31st is only three days away, so we need to make them feel a little nervous.
I am dying at any moment and have no time to play house games with them.
The simulated universe is vast, and inspecting every corner individually is obviously impractical. Prioritize areas with severe data damage. The Data Ocean is at the bottom of the entire structure, connected to the Lightless Sea above it, and all normal activity areas are located in the space above.
However... seeing the abnormality of a certain coordinate on the data error table, his eyes suddenly froze, and doubts accumulated in his eyes.
"Um?"
It shouldn't be.
Data anomalies shouldn't be occurring in the Sunless Sea. It's the resting place of the dead, so theoretically there shouldn't be any signs of activity there... unless, something has come back to life?
Impossible. If the Primordial Body discovered something as remarkable as resurrection, would it be her turn to deal with it? It would undoubtedly address these issues promptly and present the optimal solution to her. Since it hadn't intervened, it meant this was merely a minor flaw that didn't affect the overall situation, purely giving her something to do to pass the time.
“This report is quite interesting when you take a closer look.”
The data corruption anomaly began at the Sunless Sea, extending intermittently into the Deep Data Sea before ultimately returning to the Sunless Sea. At first glance, this path seemed completely unpredictable—literally, illogical. It was like a lost stranger, unaware of the place, wandering aimlessly and blindly.
With a flick of his fingertips, the cigarette ash fell and he bit the cigarette again, his eyes never moving away from the report.
"It was able to slip away from under the nose of the Primordial Body..." Hmm, that's not right. After getting into trouble and slipping into the sea of data, not only was it not cleared, but it remained active. The identity of this vulnerability might be more complex. Was it a surprise left by the Primordial Body?
Let's go to the Sunless Sea and check it out first.
In the simulated universe, her will overrides all rules, and even a thousand miles away, it only takes a thought to make a difference.
The Lightless Sea was actually established as a data reserve for primordial celestial bodies, and their power mainly comes from data collection.
When an individual's life ends, their consciousness will be organized into data and forcibly uploaded, analyzed and reorganized in the darkness of the Lightless Sea, and finally converted into pure energy.
This process is like breaking down organic matter into basic nutrients, except that what is digested is not the flesh, but a person's lifelong experiences and emotions.
In fact, it is equivalent to recycling and reuse. To put it more directly, the Lightless Sea is its stomach.
"It's still the same, pitch black."
The wreckage of their memories floats in the water, frost creeping over their bodies. Imprisoned in time, they repeatedly ruminate on the most blazing or stinging moments of their lives. This eternal cycle, this endless rumination, transforms into nutrients that flow towards the primordial celestial body.
Their sorrows and joys are so quiet, with only occasional glimmers, like the embers of stars, proving that they have not been forgotten.
So what went wrong? Aren't these people sleeping peacefully in the water? Where did that guy who was running around go?
After repeatedly searching this area of water, we found nothing except the data errors left by the bug.
"...Running really fast." Just head to the next anomaly. Since it doesn't have much of an impact, don't worry too much. If you see one, just grab it. If you don't, just let it go.
*
The underlying data is domestic
After Gojo Satoru was resurrected by Hipper, some fragmented permissions flowed to him along with the data, so theoretically, he also had some room to operate in the simulated universe - it's just that he was not very skilled in using it, as he had just learned to use data to build a piece of clothing for himself.
"Hiss..." He pressed his temples, enduring the pain. Countless formulas and theorems surged through his mind, the feeling of being overwhelmed by knowledge making him dizzy and nauseous.
“It’s simply pollution.”
The essence of data construction is the embodiment of knowledge. Every operation requires the reconstruction of the entire mathematical universe in consciousness - Riemannian geometry, quantum field theory, topological string theory, these difficult concepts washed over his nerves like a torrent.
As a recognized master in the world of sorcery, Gojo Satoru spends his days exorcising curses. Since his student days, the curriculum at the technical high school has primarily focused on theoretical sorcery and practical training. The rest of the curriculum is similar to that of a regular high school student.
And now, faced with the advanced mathematical formulas and quantum physics models surging before his eyes—the strongest sorcerer felt the urge to skip class for the first time.
:-|
It turns out that in this world, there is something more troublesome than the inexhaustible curse - advanced courses.
Suddenly cramming undergraduate and graduate-level knowledge into a high school student's brain isn't learning; it's cognitive violence. Even with forced input via plugins, the prefrontal cortex will trigger a physiological rejection reaction due to information overload—in other words, it's like vomiting.
"It seems the world of geniuses is also another kind of hell."
People always envy the wisdom given by God, but they don’t know the pain of the boiling brain when the knowledge is overloaded.
The baptism of a torrent of knowledge is never a gift; for humans, it's more like slow slicing—the average person's neural circuits would be shattered inch by inch by this flood of data. Only the Six Eyes, coupled with the reversal technique's ceaseless repair, can sustain this torture that constantly pushes the boundaries of cognition.
Cognitive hell, this is the price of forcibly controlling knowledge.
"This has a lot of overlap with the Infinite Void. Both are about forcing things into other people's minds."
The only difference is that Hipper's method is more painful. Once the transmission starts, the patient will either die or go crazy.
No human besides Rokugan could survive this level of indoctrination.
"What cruel preferential treatment!"
The probability of finding someone in the boundless universe is extremely small. Instead of being honest, it is better to cause extensive damage and chaos in the data to attract her attention.
Hide and seek, the difficulty is doubled.
After enough rest, it’s time to set off and continue looking for people, no, it’s time to continue causing trouble!
"Fireworks, that's what I'm good at."
You might not see a match lit in your house, but what about a firework?
It must be a surprise for you, right?
"Go look somewhere else. If you get too close to it, you'll be thrown out." The man who looked like Hipper disliked him very much. If he got close to the sea of data near it, he would be thrown out.
It's so fragile.
*
The flow of all data was under the watchful eye of the primordial celestial body, which saw Hipper's arrival the moment it arrived.
"He's here for inspection, right?"
Confused, right? With its interference, it's a wonder Hipper could ever find the resurrection of Wu. Dare to provoke it, and then he'll find it in the blink of an eye.
"Hmm?" Seeing Hipper approaching with a cigarette between his teeth, it expressed genuine confusion. "Aren't caffeine and Six Eyes enough for you to relieve stress?"
I've already started smoking, so will I be holding a bottle of wine next time I come?
Could her brain handle the alcohol? Overclocking the simulation required constant, precise brain control. If the alcohol paralyzed her nerves, shutting down the simulation and releasing it... then everyone would be dead.
As the cigarette butt flickered, the girl glanced over from behind the rising plume of smoke. Her voice was hoarse with tobacco smoke: "What do you know? This is good stuff."
“…”
You are the one who understands.
"Alright, tell me." She casually flicked off her cigarette ash. The Primordial Celestial Body silently watched the falling embers, then wordlessly cleaned them up. Even the most elegant and meticulous smokers wouldn't always have an ashtray to catch their ash when they flicked it.
What if he drank alcohol?
What did you say? That the Six-Eyes you saved is looking for you? I threw him out multiple times? He's interfering with your detection so you can't find each other?
"Nothing, nothing happened."
Today is also a calm day.
The cigarette was about to burn out. Through the lingering smoke, she looked at the flawed disguise of the original celestial body and finally looked away.
There's no point in continuing to question it. Since it wants to keep this surprise a mystery, it would be unromantic to pursue it further.
besides……
"I won't lie, if you're not good at it, just practice more."
He surfs the Internet all day long, but doesn't learn anything useful. He just causes trouble and hinders her.
No matter how hard-working a boss is, he will go bankrupt if he has a group of lazy employees under him.
Secrets make a woman more feminine, but she has a lot of insider information leaking out, and it has become a sieve.
She wasn't a private person, and whether actively approaching others or passively accepting them, she wasn't very good at maintaining distance. The scale of interpersonal communication was never within Schipper's considerations.
Years of spying have made her lose all sense of proportion. The boundaries of other people's territory and herself are just like the unlocked door of Geto Suguru.
“…”
You should also go out and calm down like Fuxing Wu.
"Go play with your six eyes."
:-)
The next second, this person who littered cigarette butts was thrown out of the sea of data.
"If you had come a few seconds earlier, you would have found him nearby." It snorted and erased the noise made by Fuxing Wu again.
I'm sorry, you two dead couple, I'm going to have to fight for a while.
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