Chapter 306 Omphalos
"Silenceing...
You opened your mouth for a moment before speaking. Blinking your large eyes, nestled in your tiny, childlike face, you said sincerely, "Actually, I'm face-blind. I don't know what's good-looking... Do you believe me?"
It's fake, you just said that casually.
In fact, since you realized that you came from a higher-dimensional world, it is almost equivalent to becoming a two-dimensional or even one-dimensional character.
As someone who has watched countless movies, you can easily accept the fact that some people become different people just by changing their hair or eye color, and that their facial features are just average and normal.
After waking up, all the breathing creatures will be more attractive than before.
This is very two-dimensional.
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You think you are not that obsessed with appearance. For example, Taiz Yuros, you can even overcome a bug as big as a water tank. What ugly things can't you accept?
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Oh, no, Lygus is ugly to begin with. Think about Zandar... No, he's even uglier. Even the screw-gum you once tried to keep out has become handsome.
Could this be your fault?
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Zandar now looked even gentler. Even with his youthful face, his eyes still held the peace left by time. "I believe it."
The answer remains firm.
Sometimes this kind of trust is quite heavy, and it scares you.
You've shocked the world many times, and Zandar has frequently shocked you. You're truly worthy of being #1 in the Genius Club. How can this not be considered a #1 victory?
"Just as I thought, he is not me after all," said Zandar.
At this moment, what settled in his eyes was not satisfaction, but a kind of...arrogance.
——He is your memory spirit, formed by the intersection of [memory] and [delusion]. He not only inherited his own memories, but also saw your memories of him.
But he smiled. To be honest, young Zandar didn't smile often. He was a typical genius. At least, it was difficult for him to show such an expression in situations that were not related to academics.
You suddenly have a bad feeling.
“Even if we come to this era with the level of 100,000 years ago…” Zandar spoke slowly, and at the same time, your eyes widened.
However, he unwaveringly repeated the second half of the thought that had flashed through your mind -
"I am still the world's top genius."
You closed your eyes in sorrow, unwilling to face it.
People's joys and sorrows are not the same, but you feel that Zandar's joy is like a punishment for you. This scene is no different from slaughtering pigs during the New Year.
Fortunately, the relationship between Zandar who died of old age and Zandar who was sliced halfway is even more incompatible. As your friend, he doesn't mean to see you in such an embarrassing situation.
This is why, even today, he still has the nutrients in the soil needed for the birth of arrogance.
There is a game called "You have what I don't have". In the world of the second dimension, it is often placed on the if line to make players have a strong cognitive contrast.
Unfortunately, the world is a vast, makeshift operation. Even Zandar couldn't resist using a game like this, just for show.
...Lygus didn't see what he wanted to see, and unfortunately, he saw something quite disgusting.
How could this be?
Perhaps many thoughts flashed through his mind, which were even stranger and harder to capture than the tens of thousands of fluctuations a minute called inspiration.
It must be admitted that this is not an area where intelligent machines are good at.
Finally, he could only conclude with one simple sentence:
People can't even understand their past selves!!!
I don’t know how many twisted and complicated emotions are contained within it.”
“However, the story of execution (crossed out) does not end here.
As mentioned earlier, Zandar is your memory spirit. And memory spirits are a local specialty of Omfalos.
In other words, this plot has to continue. At least, Lygus has to endure the visual damage suffered every time he peeks at you... Oh no, strictly speaking, it is you and your memory, Zandar, who suffer.
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You can't help but want to burn some incense for him (dog head).
The strange atmosphere of the reunion faded quickly with just one sentence, "It seems you are right, dear. But this experiment is not rigorous. The Zandar you saw 100,000 years later is not me."
He was referring to something, and even when it came to himself, his words were sharp and pointed, "but it was the old immortal who had managed to survive for 100,000 years by some unknown means."
“…”
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Brother, you seem to be scolding yourself?
Not sure, listen again.
You struggled for a moment, then happily accepted it, your ears perking up.
Hehehehehe, the fun of the Zandars pulling each other's hair is so good, watch it more if you like.
But Zandar, who died early, was not just talking nonsense when he had such confidence. Ever since he came and discovered the sewer rats who used tricks, he had seen through the true nature of this world.
Hearing this, you frowned, realizing that things were starting to go wrong.
You wanted to take the time to wave your three-dimensional hand, asking the simulator not to spoil the plot and learn from you to do some immoral things... It's not a spoiler, it's not immoral.
Zandar had always been dissatisfied with the hesitant and indecisive Lord of Knowledge. As his creation, it was never a good thing to only make calculations within certain boundaries.
Growth is low, potential is limited, and there's no innovative spirit. As an inorganic being, Boshizun's underlying logic is imbued with overbearing power.
The language inside a computer can accommodate countless pieces of junk, but as long as it can move, it cannot go beyond the framework. Otherwise, it will fall into chaos.
As long as a program can run, it is best not to change any existing words. You can add supplements to it, but you cannot modify it.
Once modified, the entire program may crash. Even if you change it back, it may no longer run.
The world of 0s and 1s is monotonous and noisy, both mysterious and overbearing. Then, Boshizun was born.
At the time, Zandar hadn't wanted to put too much thought into such a massive astronomical computer. He only needed to perform basic updates, maintenance, and patches. As its creator, he was confident he could create more and better things.
What's more, the most important friends don't like cold numbers, nor do they like rules, squareness, and rigidity... Bo Shizun has all of them.
According to existing experience, this is not a child that the other party can accept.
The end of a project means less correspondence with distant people before the start of a new one...
But this strange friend came back, and he liked this child who was not warm, lively, or interesting.
To raise a child, you must carefully understand its needs and, based on this, help it broaden its perspective on the world.
At that time, Zandar occasionally agreed with this statement, occasionally, like when you were there. Most of the time, he was dissatisfied.
——Because you are too tolerant of Boshizun, and you just laugh off any mistakes it makes or any problems it messes up.
But these issues are exactly what Zandar is dissatisfied with."
"How many flaws does Boshizun have?
No one knew this better than Zandar.
Therefore, he could see at a glance that the entire Onfalos was a sealing box for the poison created by Boshizun.
His own creation has become an existence that he must destroy at all costs... Zandar is not surprised that it has come to this.
In his later years, Zandar rarely called you over; back then, he was deeply immersed in the realm of destiny. What was it like for a genius crowned #1 to have a friend who transcended destiny?
Zandar would say that compared to fate, honor, and fame... he would rather entrust his unfulfilled dreams to the person he respects most when his energy is running out.
And this is the greatest romance between men.
Explore the unknown, explore the boundaries, explore the essence of the world...
If there are any difficulties in the future, he firmly believes that you will be able to solve them. Although he knows that you are lazy, jumpy, and unwilling to take care of yourself... he also knows that nothing in the world can really stop you from moving forward.
When you were eighteen, Zandar was sixteen;
Later, you were still eighteen years old, and Zandar was eighty years old. Sitting in a wheelchair, he looked at your back for the last time and watched you embark on your journey.
Knowledge is endless... What is the first cause of life? What are the boundaries of the world?
In his drowsy state, he thought intermittently for a long time, and finally gave up those methods of Bo Shi Zun who were planning to use the power of destiny like breathing, expanding and contracting.
Instead, I chose myself.
If one day, as one of his creations, he were to strike you with shackles, even if such a future possibility existed, Zandar would choose to lock himself like a door.
If you finally forgive it, forgive the overbearing, cold, and always unsatisfactory Bo Shi Zun, it is definitely not because of some fictitious father-son relationship.
He thought: It must be because of me.
Boshizun is a derivative of Zandar.
He can be so confident.
The records of the pioneering journey were sent to Zandar, for the two of you to study together, not to the Master of Knowledge;
The exploration of the Imaginary Number Tree was for Zandar's theory, not to expand the knowledge base of the Knowledge Master.
Finally, you went back to see him for Zandar, and not for Boshizun, who was treating you like a cat or a dog.
Therefore, the Master of Knowledge in the parallel universe is a derivative of the derivative.
The blame for this lies entirely with him.
...So, Zandar felt guilty about this. He was so happy about such a strange response.
In this way, he grew old calmly.
There will never be another Zandar in the world, there will never be another Zandar who meets someone to whom he can entrust his dreams so early and does not fall into such a madness.
Zandar, one is enough.
Then, he gave you the key and personally placed a second, uncrossable boundary on all the other Zandar.
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Lai Gu closed his eyes in despair. Yes, Zandal knew how to break his defense.
Explore the unknown?
No.
Boshizun closed the door, and another Zandar jumped out. He turned around and closed the window for himself. Before leaving, he hung a sign on the door - "A great genius, Zandar, is buried here."
You scratched the back of your hand, confused, and after thinking for a long time, you figured that Zandar must have felt great after scolding him, and was showing off like crazy, so you patted him on the back, "It was fun, wasn't it?"
"There are still a lot of Zandar out there! Let's go catch them together!!!" You smiled brightly.
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