When everyone was almost unconscious, the chief scientist took out an iPad.
"This is the pad before the nuclear explosion. After being transformed by radiation and disaster, it has mutated into a simulation game that residents like to play recently."
After a few words of introduction to the bun-headed girl, the chief scientist pressed a few buttons.
Lines of text began to appear above.
The bun-headed girl glanced at it a few times, then immediately stopped caring and became a little excited. She grabbed it and took a look at it for herself.
"Hancheng participates in the All-Wheat Beauty Contest."
"He failed."
"The goddess in his mind had flaws after being drawn, and her body proportions were slightly out of proportion."
"He has returned home, and the goddess at home is waiting for him."
"He was killed by the furious goddess."
Is this dead?
The bun-headed girl continued to read.
"Salvin participated...he failed."
"The goddess in his mind turned out to be a beautiful goat."
"When he returned home, the goddess became furious and killed him."
"Rost..."
"The goddess in his mind is a cow."
"He failed. On his way back disappointed, he saw an ordinary-looking man and found a crow standing on his shoulder."
"Surprised, he shot at the man. The next moment, the bullet bounced back and he died."
Who are these people?
Can't it be normal?
The bun-headed girl thought angrily.
Then I saw a lark, landing on the iPad and looking down.
She didn't pay attention and just watched. She was not a stingy person.
"Kather did not fall asleep, he knew that he was being plotted."
"He is pretending to be asleep, but he is actually spying on what the other person is going to do?"
"Soon, he overheard a confidential message that the other party wanted to find someone to love, and said that the spaceship could not wait."
"What's the secret code? He can't figure it out."
"He wanted to run away, but in the end he quietly got up and ran away while a man in a steamed bun and a big white coat was looking at an iPad."
"Just as he walked to the outside, he saw a plain-looking man with a crow standing on his body."
"He recognized it. It was the prophet crow. He drew his dagger and pointed it at the man and stabbed it."
"The man slapped him with his backhand and he died."
"It's fun, this is fun, will what is mentioned here happen in the future?" Lark asked excitedly.
This is somewhat similar to Zhao Han's narration skills, and somewhat similar to Grandpa Wen's prophecy ability, but it's not exactly the same.
It seems to quickly depict a person's life trajectory.
Centered on the human perspective, it provides a possibility of development.
"No, the things mentioned above may not necessarily happen in the future, because when we see it, we can intervene. Once we intervene, it is unlikely to happen." The chief scientist explained politely.
"That's right, let me see the future of my life." Lark said with great interest.
"Let me operate it." The chief scientist took the pad, took a photo of the lark, and then typed a series of command lines.
"idhi=getidfrbp("xxxbp");prtf(hi)......"
"Object not found."
"It's impossible." The chief scientist wondered and tried again.
"Object not found."
"Let me try." A red light flashed in the bun-headed girl's eyes, she glanced at the lark, and then tapped a few times on the iPad.
The chief scientist typed the order again.
"prtf..."
"The name is Huanhuan."
"Special species."
"Age five years old."
"Simulation begins."
"Happy to participate in the beauty contest."
"Huanhuan saw many different kinds of beautiful females, and wondered which one she should become in the future?"
"Finally, it chose a round one with a big, white end. It thought this one was the most beautiful."
"Looking back, it happily returned to an ordinary-looking man."
"After the man saw it, he thought it was a mushroom and stewed a pot of delicious mushroom vermicelli soup on the spot."
"This is impossible!" the lark screamed, and the originally pleasant sound now made his ears hurt.
"This is just a simulation, which is to deduce every possibility. It does not necessarily happen in reality." The chief scientist rubbed his ears and said in embarrassment.
Why he was so nice and angry with a lark was not because he saw the slightest ins and outs of the other person.
This is a guy who can't be messed with.
"Hmph, I'll go find that plain-looking guy."
"Do you know who he is?" the bun-headed girl asked curiously.
I just simulated it many times on my iPad and mentioned the "plain-looking" man many times.
But looking around, she really didn't know who it was.
After all, there are not ten, but eight thousand men with average looks in the venue.
No man can give such an objective evaluation, but surveys show that more than 80% of men think that they are average-to-upper-average in appearance.
Here comes the question, who are the average and average?
"Humph, of course I know."
The lark said, and then flew back all the way.
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"Lao Wen, tell me, why did you stew me into mushroom soup?"
Wen Rensheng was very puzzled, how could Xiaohuan fly out and come back angrily and make trouble for himself?
What about making it stew? Is it worth stewing a pot of soup with its less than three taels of meat now?
The look in his eyes gave him away.
"Huh, I said when I turn into a round ball, you will stew me into soup." Xiao Huan said, turning into a big, white round ball.
Wen Rensheng suddenly realized this and couldn't help but secrete a trace of saliva.
Isn't the thing in front of me just a big mushroom?
Or oyster mushrooms, which make people very appetizing at first sight.
Without knowing that it was Xiao Huan, there was a slight possibility that Wen Rensheng would fall into the trap.
Of course, he felt that he would be able to find out the truth before he got into the pot.
"How could you think of becoming such a thing?" Wen Rensheng asked.
"Of course it's because I think this is the most beautiful thing. Look at it, it's round and white, how beautiful it is?"
"Who did you learn this aesthetic from?"
"Wenwen taught me that." Xiao Huan turned back into a lark, "Isn't it wrong?"
"Hahaha," Wen Rensheng couldn't help but laugh, "Of course this is what a foodie has in mind."
"Well, what do you think I will become?"
"That's it for now, don't mess around."
"Oh, then I just saw that the goddesses in some people's minds are actually cows and goats. Why is this? Is it because they are also foodies and they like beef and mutton more?" Xiao Huan asked again, scratching his head and ears.
.
"How did you think of this question?" Wen Rensheng really didn't want to answer. After all, just thinking about it would stain his pure thoughts and heart.
"There were two guys doing Sims on a tablet just now. I saw it on there."
"Sims?" Wen Rensheng thought of the information sent by the explorer recently. It seemed that many people had suffered similar problems.
To put it simply, this is a prediction device that can predict an individual's future.
Very powerful.
But there are also many limitations.
The biggest limitation is that no one knows the purpose of this trick. If it is misleading in some way, it can easily control a person's future.
