The text of this chapter will be ready soon. I am typing while eating. My two hands are not enough. If I were an octopus, it would be fine.
With an amazing dexterity, the soul queen's granulation quickly passed the string through the hollow of the collar, knotted it again, and Lin Sanjiu was **** in this way. The data body only melted her in half just now, and was deceived to leave; now she is still in the state where she was melted to half, floating in the air like smoke, and as the big worm dragged, she followed. Floating forward for a while.
Seeing the soul queen happily leading herself forward, she couldn't help but become a little curious: "Eh, do I have weight now?"
"No," Big Meat Worm said without looking back, "Aren't we all a set of data now? Where does the weight come from?"
Lin Sanjiu is also not good at saying what kind of manifestations of a person's various indicators are in the data stream management library; she estimated that she should now be like a compressed package that has been decompressed to half, and then "decompressed" for a while. It was installed in the "computer" of the data stream management library, so it lost its physical characteristics such as size, weight, etc.-but when she proposed this conjecture, the puppeteer and the soul queen responded in a daze. Up her.
"Don't explain, I have never heard of such things as compressed bags." The puppeteer coldly interrupted her with a bit of impatience and sarcasm: "What you said is too primitive, and I am not archaeologist."
Lin Sanjiu exhaled gloomily. She wasn't too worried about her situation; anyway, after seeing the gift bag, he must have a way to resolve this situation. She looked around and asked a new question: "Where are we going to find them?"
Surrounding them is still the same Arab city, with streets and alleys, walls and gates interspersed between houses and temples, making it impossible to tell where to go. But what made her feel relieved was that the puppeteer's pace was steady and fast, and after a few rounds without hesitation, he left the alley far behind. It seemed that he seemed confident.
"I don't know," the person wrapped in the robe replied as soon as she finished her voice, "Let's just go and see."
If Lin Sanjiu still had limbs, she would have already stepped forward and grabbed the puppeteer.
"No, don't know?" She was shocked and anxious for a while, "Wait, wait a minute! We may be getting further and further away from them, what should we do?"
"Then consider them bad luck."
"You can't say that—"
"What do you want to say?" The puppet master suddenly twisted his body, and the bright pink around his eyes under the robe flashed with a deep dark blue light: "If I die here, it may not be possible that the gift bag will come to save me. I am willing. Taking these steps to find him is because he is with the supreme god."
For the sake of the supreme god?
Lin Sanjiu opened his mouth, and before he could speak, he sneered again: "You, someone who can get **** by self-movement, was easily confused by the gift package. You forgot. What did the data body say just now? "The two of them have received a Lin Sanjiu and are now looking for a way to get out"-right? I don't care if they can't save me, and you don't expect me to do it. Try to save them. How long they can live depends on whether I happen to run into them."
Seeing Lin Sanjiu speechless, just floating in the air, the puppeteer immediately turned his head, as if seeing her very upset. "That gift package took so much effort and finally got to where it is today by manipulating you. It would be really ironic if everything ends here."
In the process of getting along between the two of them, the gift package must have been useful, but Lin Sanjiu wanted to come now, but he didn't care at all. She understood that she couldn't say it. She suffocated her forehead and didn't know how to persuade the puppeteer. She said anxiously, "But he has the ability to write--"
"He's not the only one." The puppet master's voice was somber, almost twisted out of water like a thick dark cloud. "He is dead, and there is a supreme god."
No wonder he would say that he was willing to take these steps for the sake of the Supreme God; it turned out that the puppeteer didn't care whether the gift package was dead or alive. Even if he really had a goal, that goal could only be said to be the Supreme God. Thinking of this, Lin Sanjiu glanced at the Queen of Soul, but Big Meat Worm was surprisingly quiet at this time, just bowing his head and rushing silently.
It would be fine if she had something similar to a signal flare-she bit her lip and thought for a while, her eyes had just swept over a stone wall next to her, but the puppeteer suddenly spoke at this moment: " Don't even think about it."
"What?" Lin Sanjiu asked bitterly. "I didn't think about anything."
Her tone seemed to be a bit overwhelming.
"If you want to send a signal to them by destroying the buildings here, I advise you to hurry up and die."
"Why?" Lin Sanjiu was startled, and even forgot to deny it.
"For the data body, some of us don't exist now." The Queen of Soul raised her head and explained to its "balloon": "But the data body itself said that it can monitor all data flows! You! Say, if a "non-existence" suddenly destroys a large wall of the city, will it attract its attention? If it is inspected a little deeper, can we still hide it?"
Lin Sanjiu was anxious, but ignored this point; she frowned and thought about it carefully, "Then can't we have any reaction with the data here? Once a reaction occurs, the data body should know that it is wrong."
"That's it." The Queen of Soul replied, and got to the feet of the puppet master: "Sir, did I explain it correctly?"
"How can you save the gift package if you can't do anything?" Lin Sanjiu couldn't help raising his voice. "In any case, neither do I—"
Only half of her words were passed. On the stone walls, roads, and residential walls around her, countless strands of golden light flashed suddenly. They slid towards the end of the field of vision at high speed like fish, blinking in the distance. The tall white pagoda was nowhere to be seen. The two of them stopped at the same time, looked at each other, their faces were a little pale.
"Yes, it's a data body," the Soul Queen asked sharply, "the one just now?"
"Who said we can't do anything?" The puppeteer stared at the white tower in the distance, suddenly twisted half of his face, and smiled: "You can't fight the snake, but I can just fight the snake. Keep up!"
As soon as his voice fell, Lin Sanjiu's vision suddenly fell, and then he realized that it was the soul queen who had accelerated in order to keep up with the puppeteer, pulling the smoke on her limbs into streamers. She stared at the slender white pagoda with a crescent moon painted in the distance, her mouth was dry and her tongue was dry--the group had just rushed halfway, and the delicate and slender white pagoda suddenly looked like a broken ice cream cone. Similarly, a black crack snaked out from the center of the tower.
The cracks turned into cobweb-like patterns in an instant, and half of the white tower was disintegrated in the air with a bang; countless white walls were smashed into the air by a strong force, but they seemed to lose their weight, erratic. Suddenly floating in the air, it gradually disappeared like smoke, just like what Lin Sanjiu had just experienced.
Obviously, when the tower's "appearance" was destroyed, it became part of the data in the information database again. This white pagoda is not alone, along with its fragments flying into the air, there is also a figure that Lin Sanjiu is very familiar with: herself.
When the "Lin Sanjiu" was knocked out of the tower, his body and limbs were twisted at an angle that made the scalp numb, his neck was placed on his back, and his face turned backward was expressionless. Before she fell to the ground, she gradually turned into smoke in mid-air like fragments of the white tower, and finally drifted away-even though she knew that it was a compiled copy, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but shiver: she It almost became the "source file" of this copy just now.
"Look, I said that is not my sister." Ji Shanqing's voice said from a distance. "Can you write something so that we can find her as soon as possible?"
On the broken white pagoda, two small figures were revealed. One of them was not covered in strands, and the other had long hair, which was the Supreme God and gift bag. Under their feet, the golden silk thread incarnation of the data body is swimming up the wall of the White Tower and rushing straight towards the two of them; but they seem to have no idea.
Be careful!
Before this thought could be transformed into a message, the data body suddenly opened up beside the two, revealing its original form-a huge, deep and abstract "pool". A little golden light shines, and it shines on the white pagoda for a moment. Lin Sanjiu only feels that his heartbeat has stopped, and only hoarsely yelled at the puppet master: "Go and help them. !"
The puppeteer didn't move, but responded with a sneer.
"Help who?" He asked softly and lowly, "Help the Supreme God, or help you with the gift package?"
"Isn't it the same who helps?" Lin Sanjiu was anxious and confused, "They were all attacked--"
"Did your eyes turn into smoke?" The puppeteer stood up gently and walked towards the White Tower step by step. The Queen of Soul was taken aback for a moment and hurriedly followed. "You take a good look."
Lin Sanjiu raised his head in a daze, squinting his eyes to look at the ruins of the white pagoda rupture that was wrapped in golden light.
Among the two figures, one is faintly stained with golden light, standing stiff under the huge data body, as if it has lost the ability to move; the other is staggering backwards, almost retreating almost unclearly. ——But she can still see that the person who can still move is the gift bag.
what happened?
"You really are the subject we placed in the'no observation state' control group," the data body said calmly and slowly. It seems to be looking at the Supreme God in circles, ignoring the gift package not far away: "You have developed very well, and you have developed your analytical and writing capabilities. The paper cranes you released are enough to prove the speed of your writing. Fast enough. But your overall abilities are still very crude and crude. It is too early to lead a few humans to attack us."
Eh?
Lin Sanjiu frowned fiercely.
Chapter end
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