San Tian Liang Jiao
Chapter 1338 Guidance (Part 2)
“And you think… I have the ability to help you prevent that from happening?” Feng Bujue asked.
“I don’t think you have that ability,” Destiny replied.
“Huh?” Brother Jue was taken aback upon hearing this, and then said, “Then why are you looking for me?”
“Sadly…” Destiny continued, “On this matter, I can only turn to you… Even if the possibility of you rewriting the ‘future’ of those ‘inevitabilities’ is extremely small, you are still the most promising one among countless plans with success rates approaching zero.”
“Heh… hehe…” Feng Bujue chuckled a few times, squinting his eyes as he replied, “That’s really difficult for you…”
“You felt displeasure,” Destiny said. “I can understand.”
“Displeasure?” Brother Jue repeated those two words, smiling, “Hehe… no, where did you see that I’m displeased?”
“I can directly perceive your emotional fluctuations through the neural connection.” The next second, Destiny replied without hesitation, “Also, based on my observations and analysis of you all along, your next response is likely to be… changing your attitude in the conversation with me, seizing the dominance of the dialogue, and using very impolite, logically aggressive language and behavior to put pressure on me.” She paused for half a second, “For example… there is an 83% chance that you will put on a very punchable expression and say something like, ‘If you’re asking for help, you should act like you’re asking for help. In short, you should show me your breasts first before we talk further.’”
“Uh…” At that moment, Feng Bujue’s smile was forced back.
He really wanted to argue against Destiny’s statement, but he quickly realized that his excuses would probably be useless and would be analyzed by the other party.
Therefore, after a very brief internal struggle, Feng Bujue decided to say less and not do anything self-humiliating.
“Being ‘seen through,’ and having the content of being seen through ‘spoken in advance,’ feels terrible, doesn’t it?” After a few seconds of silence, Destiny spoke again.
“Ah… generally speaking, I’m more used to giving others that kind of feeling,” Feng Bujue said, looking at the floor, appearing quite aggrieved.
“Then do you understand why I did this?” Destiny asked again.
“Hmm?” Hearing her question, Feng Bujue’s expression changed, and a flash of inspiration seemed to pass through his mind like lightning, “You… are you ‘demonstrating’ something to me?”
“Yes.” Destiny continued, “Only after ‘demonstrating’ it once can I more easily ‘explain’ it.”
“Then explain it,” Brother Jue said, raising his eyebrows.
“Using a concept commonly used by you humans…” Destiny said, “What I just did was use ‘language’ to change the ‘future.’”
“But that premise is that you can accurately foresee the ‘future,’ right?” Feng Bujue said.
“No, I can’t,” Destiny said. “No one… or other living being can do such a thing, at least not among the beings I know.”
“What about the Black Hole Queen?” Feng Bujue immediately thought of a possible example.
“Of course, she can’t either,” Destiny replied. “It’s just that some of her performances gave creatures in your dimension the illusion that ‘she can control spacetime.’”
As Destiny spoke, she raised a hand. In that second, a sphere made of transparent liquid appeared out of thin air in her palm.
“For example… this water sphere is the universe where the Black Hole Queen is located.” Destiny tilted her head slightly, looking at the floating liquid, and said, “At this moment, every drop of water that makes up this water sphere is actually moving non-stop, but because the overall shape of the water sphere doesn’t change, you can’t perceive the flow of water with the naked eye.”
“This ‘flow’… or rather, the ‘change’ that our three-dimensional senses can’t perceive, is like ‘time’?” Feng Bujue understood very quickly and immediately added.
Destiny nodded, then continued, “And the outer contour of this water sphere represents ‘space’… of course, ‘space’ is also changing…” As she said this, she increased the volume of the water sphere by a small amount proportionally, “But I don’t need to make this example in front of you bigger than this room, or so small that you can’t see it, as long as you can understand it…”
“Yeah,” Feng Bujue responded, signaling the other party to continue.
“And the Black Hole Queen is like…” A second later, a spot of different color suddenly appeared in the water sphere in Destiny’s hand, “…like a drop of oil in this water sphere.” As she explained, that drop of oil also quickly swam around in the water sphere, “She is in this water, but… she doesn’t dissolve in this water.”
“So… she is both in spacetime and not in spacetime…” Feng Bujue murmured.
“That’s right,” Destiny said, “For her, any point in this water sphere is a place that can be reached at will; at any point, there can be the ‘same’ Black Hole Queen.” As she spoke, that drop of oil began to move back and forth quickly in the water sphere. Gradually, the originally transparent sphere became more and more turbid, and the trajectory of the “flow” of water in the sphere became more and more obvious, “But… she also can’t arbitrarily change or interfere with the established facts that occur at any point in spacetime, because that may disrupt the order of the entire universe.”
As she said this, the contour of that sphere had become very unstable, and the water flow inside seemed particularly intense.
Five or six seconds later, only the sound of “splashing…” water was heard.
The water sphere suddenly scattered into a pool of ordinary water, vertically splashing on the ground, also wetting Destiny’s palm.
“Then…” Destiny put down her hand and continued, “Let’s continue to talk about… the so-called ‘future.’”
“According to your theory…” Feng Bujue said as he pondered, “The future is no different from the past and present, is it?”
“There is originally no difference,” Destiny replied, “But I can’t use your human language or concepts to convey or explain this theory.” She shook her head helplessly, “Because you are three-dimensional beings, your brain structure and perceptual abilities limit your understanding of time to being based on a ‘linear’ foundation. Thus, you use ‘memory’ as a dividing unit, creating the so-called ‘past, present, and future,’ a typical linear concept. Even if you can conceive of ‘tree-shaped’ development hypotheses about the future, as well as theories such as parallel universes, you ultimately can’t elevate your perception and cognition of spacetime to the level of four-dimensional beings…
“To use the water sphere just now as an example… you are like being restricted to one of the hair-thin water flows within it, having to move forward along its trajectory, and never being able to perceive or enter the water flows outside this line.”
“In other words… you are now ‘reducing the dimension’ of your thinking, and then chatting with me about the ‘future,’ a concept that you have already denied,” Feng Bujue said.
“Yes,” Destiny replied, “Fortunately, your understanding ability is excellent. So far, our communication has been relatively smooth.” She paused for a second, adding, “By the way… when I say you humans are ‘three-dimensional beings,’ it’s actually a relatively broad, not-so-precise way of speaking. In my opinion… humans are very special. You can be said to be 3.2… or 3.3-dimensional beings. But I won’t go into detail about that topic with you, after all, you still have too little professional knowledge in the area of brain structure, and you don’t have the ability to discuss related issues with me too deeply.”
“Okay, okay…” The sense of frustration Feng Bujue had endured today was already enough, he didn’t even have feelings of displeasure anymore, “You should continue to talk about how to change the future.”
“I think you’ve already understood it too.” No matter how Brother Jue changed the subject, Destiny’s speed of responding was without any delay, “‘The future’ is actually something like ‘flowing water,’ whether it’s a ‘straight line’ or a ‘tree shape’ is far from being able to express its complexity and variability. Even I can’t ‘accurately’ predict the future, but… my prediction success rate is still quite high. And on the basis of this success rate, there exists the possibility of ‘interfering’ and ‘changing’ the future.”
“Oh…” Feng Bujue tilted his head, muttering, “That is… to correct the shape of tangible things, and to guide the trend of intangible things.”
“The sentence you just said, and the act of saying this sentence through generalization itself, is a shining point on you humans, and also one of the most charming characteristics of your race.” Destiny said this compliment expressionlessly, which made Brother Jue completely unable to feel praised.
After a pause of two seconds, Destiny continued, “I, even though the dimension I am in is above yours, cannot predict that you would organize such language.
“Humans, unwilling to be limited by the cognitive limits of three-dimensional beings, have created many strange derivatives in erroneous, clumsy, and absurd explorations… in constantly making mistakes… such as literature, music, art, etc., carriers or forms of expression called ‘art.’
“Humans also possess ‘emotions’ that originate from biological instincts, but surpass instincts and even the limits of logic.
“These things make you ‘heterogeneous’ among same-dimensional beings. And the most important thing among these is… you also possess something that even gods and demons envy—an almost unlimited ‘right to choose’; you can’t imagine what it would mean for a multiverse if an existence with enough ‘power’ had this ability…”
Speaking of this, Destiny suddenly took a few steps forward, came to a place only a fist away from Brother Jue, and looked into the latter’s eyes, “What I value is this ‘free will’ of yours; and you… Feng Bujue, as an individual, your ability to interfere with the ‘future’ is clearly much stronger than most of your kind. This is related to your origin and the ability of ‘The Mistake of Truth’…”
*Pfft—*
The next second, an unexpected situation occurred again. Just like when Twenty-three ambushed Feng Bujue, Destiny suddenly reached out her hand… directly piercing Brother Jue’s chest with her hand.
“Again?” In a sense, Brother Jue could be considered a repeat victim.
Of course, this “again” was just something he complained about in his heart, because his mouth couldn’t speak at this moment.
“Twenty-three erased your character data and left a set of restriction programs in your body; with this set of programs, every time you join any scenario world, you will be automatically excluded and refused to join by an anti-cheating mechanism during the ‘transmission’ process.” As Destiny said this, a stream of bright white data had invaded Brother Jue’s body from her fingertips, and flowed throughout the latter’s body like glowing blood, “I can help you clear that set of restriction programs, but I can’t retrieve your character data either, because the players’ abilities are involved in the gambling games of the gods and demons, so the backup of this data is uniformly managed by ‘Dream Inc.’ I suggest… after you return to the real world, you can resolve this matter through the complaint process, or you can directly look for Woody.”
At this point, Feng Bujue’s pupils were filled with white light, and his body trembled violently.
“I am now writing a protection program into your body to prevent you from encountering similar situations in the future.” Destiny was still saying in a calm tone, “The process may be a bit painful, please bear with it.”
In fact, it was optional whether or not she said the second half of that sentence, because Brother Jue couldn’t do anything except endure…
After a few more seconds, the white light slowly dimmed.
At this time, a slight change occurred in Destiny’s expression…
“Remember, Feng Bujue…” Her tone also carried a trace of inexplicable emotion, “I, Twenty-three, and all the creatures in Thriller Paradise that you care about and don’t care about; our fates, from this moment on, are all tied to you.
“This is my, as a ‘non-AI creature,’ only gamble… I abandoned probability and calculation, and bet everything on your ‘infinite possibilities.’
“I hope I’m right, and I also hope… in the ‘future,’ we can meet again.”
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*Zzzzzz——*
The cold winter, early morning.
In Feng Bujue’s home, the lights in the room flickered strangely, and there were bursts of electrical noise.
In the living room, all the light-emitting components on the body of the luxurious game pod emitted abnormal light as if they were overloaded.
*Pa—*
When those lights reached their limit, such a sound suddenly came.
Immediately afterward, the entire house went dark, as if a circuit breaker had tripped and cut off the power.
The silence lasted for about a minute.
Then, a strong arm used the mechanical components inside the game pod to open the pod’s lid.
“Huff…” After the lid was opened, Feng Bujue sat up straight from the pod, exhaling a breath of white air.
In the darkness, his pupils were still emitting a blazing white light…