Chapter 745 This Is the Reason for Becoming a Dead Girl

The Giant Turtle Rock Platform rose silently and quickly, and slid along the mountain for several kilometers in a more desolate direction: Hao Ren did not want his actions to lead people to the cave where Nolan was hiding. He found that the acceleration process of the spacecraft was much slower than expected, and its operation lacked smoothness. This confirmed his guess from the side: this was not the real Giant Turtle Yantai.

This is just a ship that is simulated by some huge program based on his memory and looks very similar. Since the psionic equipment manufactured by the Xiling Empire is something that is incomprehensible to mortal civilization, this ship's The core is completely fictional and cannot be extended beyond the knowledge base of the simulation program itself.

"Do you really think we can successfully reach the 'border'?" The data terminal couldn't help but muttered as it watched the spacecraft accelerate out of the atmosphere in a clumsy way, "Will the controller behind the scenes of this world allow someone to explore the boundary of the stage?"

"You may be stopped by others, or encounter other obstacles," Hao Ren nodded, "Even if this world is controlled by a pure program, it should have some kind of self-protection mechanism. This mechanism must It will prevent data overflow. But before that, we can also observe the 'violating' parts of this world."

The corpse girl terminal beeped and asked curiously: "What do you think is the essence of this world?"

"Maybe it's some kind of computer program, a virtual world or something like that," Hao Ren said casually. After knowing the falsity of the world, he immediately made conjectures in this regard, and there are many similar conjectures, "the program said " is the most reliable one among them. "The reset process of the world, as well as the various details mentioned in Nolan's memory, are very similar to the characteristics of the virtual world. Moreover, the status of the Giant Turtle Rock Platform and the psionic pistol It also proves this.”

"The spaceship we are traveling on now is a virtual one, so where is the real Giant Turtle Yantai?" Corpse Girl Terminal asked a very critical question, "Is it still in your portable space?"

Hao Ren waved his hand: "No, I have confirmed that there is no spaceship in the portable space. But I suspect that I have never opened the portable space from the beginning to the end - let go of your mind, we are now in a virtual world , everything I experienced here is actually isolated from reality. The matter of 'opening the portable space and taking out things' is probably just a process that happened in my mind. I still remember what we discovered when we first returned from Zhuom. Is it the case that the mercenary card cannot be brought out, and the dirty clothes are still intact? Because all the processes are simulated by the program... although we can't find the interface of the program at all here. "

The Corpse Girl terminal beeped again, and then she continued to sit on the console in a daze: her original position on the spacecraft was the slot on the console, but now she couldn't get in, and she had nothing to do but sit in her own slot. Sitting on top of the slot pretending to be useful. Hao Ren looked at such a terminal and couldn't help but look thoughtful. Probably because this expression was too obvious, the latter couldn't help but glance at him sideways: "What are you thinking about?"

"I probably understand what's going on with you," Hao Ren pointed at the other person's body, "For example, why you are like this."

The terminal's eyes suddenly lit up: "Why?"

"Didn't I say that this world can only simulate things it can understand, because its simulation function is a program, and programs are rigid. It can't understand my psionic pistol, so it simulates a bullet-retracting The pirated product cannot understand the principle of the giant turtle rock platform number, so it simulates a messy shell." Hao Ren pointed at the terminal, "Similarly, it cannot understand a lively, eloquent, full of ideas and noisier than other people. What the heck is a PDA..."

Corpse Girl Terminal stared, lowered her head and touched herself with a stiff expression: "...what a fucking immortal..."

"I guess there has never been an artificial intelligence of your level in this world, or even if there is an artificial intelligence, the principles are different from yours, so the simulation program of this world is confused." Hao Ren rolled his eyelids, "Maybe it The shape of an individual is determined by scanning the soul. Your brain is too human-like, so the world simulates you as a human being, but since you are an inorganic thing, the world simulates you as a dead person. In addition, you have never been It will be quiet, so the world is set to not stop even after you die..."

Looking at the dumbfounded look of the blonde girl, Hao Ren said the last sentence leisurely: "The above are all my guesses, but I guess you can't come up with a more reliable guess than this, so this process is the only explanation at present. "

Terminal Hu suddenly jumped down from the console: "Then why did this machine have such an appearance?! Can't other images work?"

"If you ask me, who should I ask?" Hao Ren rolled his eyes at the sky, "Maybe it's the system's default emoticon?"

As he said this, an idea suddenly came to his mind: "Maybe it's because you are such a...fuck at the soul level!"

The terminal was frightened by the "fuck" sound: "What are you doing!?"

Hao Ren glared at the other person: "You're really wasting your image! Can't your normal personality be better?"

Terminal: "...So what are you talking about?"

Hao Ren waved his hand and turned around, no longer paying attention to the incredibly messy PDA, and instead focused on observing the situation outside the spacecraft. He is still very confident in his speculation. Although he is currently unable to understand the true laws of this world, he has determined the "simulation" of this world through testing the psionic pistol and observing the Giant Turtle Rock Platform. Mechanism, so the mutation of the data terminal is not a competition at all, but a complete "change of appearance". It is only because of the imperfect simulation function of this world that the PDA has become a dead girl.

At present, it seems that the data terminal is the most mutated among all his tools. Even the Giant Turtle Yantai number, which has turned into an abstract maze inside, is not as mutated as the terminal that turned into a human form. Hao Ren guessed that this was probably related to the high degree of personification of the terminal: a living soul was more complex than any high technology.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little awkward and couldn't help but mutter to himself: "A tool..."

When he usually quarreled with the data terminal, he couldn't help but treat the other person as a human being - otherwise he wouldn't have been able to argue so seriously with a PDA. But after entering this world, the terminal was obviously attracted by this world. The judgment mechanism is used as a tool. Although it is simulated into a human shape, the process of "simulating" itself means the inhuman attributes of the thing being simulated, because "humans" do not need to be simulated here.

The whirring sound of the terminal sounded next to him: "What are you talking about again?"

Hao Ren said casually: "Do you think you are a tool or a human being?"

As soon as he said it, he felt that this topic was a bit inappropriate. It seemed that he asked too directly, but he did not expect that the terminal did not care at all: "Is there a difference? The Xiling God Department does not study this, because everything in the world is a part of the empire. But if you have to worry about it...this machine is a perfect calculation tool, a precision tool! It's so powerful!"

Hearing this guy proudly announcing that he was a tool, Hao Ren slapped his forehead: "I knew it was a waste of emotion to worry about you."

At this time, the terminal's attention has been transferred to the outside of the spacecraft. Although this half-baked "Giant Turtle Platform" operates in various weird ways, it at least has the ability to fly into space. Now the spacecraft is in the vast universe. , and Star Zhuom is in the corner of the window below the spacecraft, and has shrunk into a small blue ball the size of a fist. Looking at the starry sky outside, the terminal thought thoughtfully: "I originally thought that this world would take more active defense measures... such as prohibiting our spacecraft from taking off at all, or more seriously, restricting all aircraft to only Can operate within the atmosphere.”

"Since it successfully flew out of the atmosphere, it confirms my guess," Hao Ren nodded slightly, "The virtual scene of this world has a major premise."

"What premise?"

"It must conform to the laws of nature, and it must be 'real' enough," Hao Ren pointed at the increasingly distant planet Zomu. "In order to improve the 'realism' of this world, some kind of program must completely restore all the details of nature. Since there are The sky, then there must be a way to reach the sky. Since there is a universe, the spacecraft must be usable. It can use things like meteorites or natural disasters to prevent humans from launching spacecrafts, but it cannot formulate a non-existent natural law. To invalidate the principle of the spaceship - because there is no such natural law in the real universe, it cannot be formulated."

"Well, that makes sense, but it seems like we haven't encountered any obstacles since our launch," the terminal said with some confusion, "Does this world just let us explore its borders?"

Hao Ren frowned slightly: "I'm wondering too... But forget it for now, just keep driving forward. Let's see if this dream has an end!"

The terminal raised his hand and pointed at the picture coming from the external monitor: "Maybe... that's the end over there."