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1294, the fourth natural disaster (forty-four)

 "[Feedback: The owner refuses to communicate.]"

After a while, the planet host Alpha slowly typed this line on the communication interface, and the confusion and loss contained in it was about to overflow.

[Does your civilization refuse to join the Galactic Alliance?] The stupid system still responds in seconds.

"[Negative: We are sure that the owner is willing to join, but the owner has not responded to our contact.]"

[Your master is not on this planet?] The stupid system is pretending to be stupid.

"[Negative: They did not leave this planet.]"

[My scanning system did not detect any brainwave activity on this planet. Your master is as mechanical as you?]

"[Negative: They are organic creatures.]"

This host can actually be tricked by a stupid system, and its IQ is basically that.

[This is actually a game,] Stupid System said to me alone: ​​[The other party should have basically deduced Malefia's information, such as being on this planet, being an organism, having brain waves when active, etc.



'Stop teasing it, just ask to connect to their network and try.'

[It’s still too direct, wait for me to take two more detours.] After the stupid system finished speaking, he typed on the panel again: [We have detected that you have preserved the bodies of many organic creatures. Is that your master? Is it in a dormant state? 】

"[Affirmative: Negative: The master is not in a dormant state.]" There seems to be a problem with the logic of the planetary host, and the language is a bit confusing.

[Then they are existing in the form of data. Regarding digital life, the Galactic Alliance has already recorded it.] The stupid system continues to talk nonsense.

Hmm...wait a minute, if you include me, that's not nonsense.

[In this case, the planetary master who still actually exists on the home planet of the civilization will be reviewed on his behalf. 】

"[Negative: GROX cannot accept inspections and make decisions on behalf of the master,]" the planet host responded quickly: "[You can directly enter the data space to communicate with the master.]"

[Then, please open your data interface.] The stupid system went around in a big circle and finally revealed its original purpose.

"[Confirmation: The data interface has been opened.]"

[Okay, we can enter the data space of Cyberlux.] The stupid system closed the interactive interface: [This time is the incarnation of the incarnation of the incarnation... of the incarnation?]

'Stop nesting dolls, are you sure I can go in now?'

[You can always go in, but if you don’t get permission from the planet host, it will probably treat you as a virus and clean you up after it finds out. In that case, it will be finished. 】

'Like I can't examine the thoughts of living things?'

[Pretty much, it’s all a matter of personality.]

"Okay, get ready to connect. Let me see what their online world looks like." Malefia sank down and got into Thera Soido's huge octopus head.

[Do I need to create a new image? Or should I just use the image of Malefia? 】

'Then use Illya, that magical girl, you just happen to be Ruby.'

【Magical girl……】

'What do you want to say? I'm listening.'

【Nothing! Link is dead!】

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"[Surprised: You look exactly like your master.]"

After a series of flashes of colorful lights that were worth complaining about, I found myself under a giant tree that was full of lights, and the tree was talking to me. The sound it made was like the sound of gears turning and metal rubbing.

Mix.

Came in directly?

It didn't blow up?

After briefly confirming the situation, I found that I was not "coming in", but had an extra avatar in the virtual space of the planet host, and could act from her first-person perspective.

At the same time, the overall perspective and Malefia's third-person perspective still exist, but this trouble is not a problem at all for me who is used to playing multiple games.

In addition, these three different levels of perspective sound a bit like the "Trinity", that is, "id, ego, and superego", but if you look closely, it seems that they are all wrong.

Regardless of these philosophical issues, the highest priority thing at the moment is...

"No, I'm sure I look nothing like your master." I tried to imitate the attitude of the stupid system when I contacted it before.

The image of sloths does not need to be summarized. Even if they wear the same clothes, they are still a bit far away from humans.

Looking at my avatar, I use the black spirit clothing version of the magical girl Illya.

She has long silver shawl hair, bright red eyes, a small black wing on her forehead, and a black dress with layers of purple gauze edges. A bright red hem like tulip petals extends from her waist.

Paired with long black gloves with purple trim and over-the-knee boots of the same style, there is also a pair of six slightly deformed diamond-shaped purple light wings stretched out on the back.

【anything else?】

He also held a short black cane inlaid with a silly-looking five-pointed star.

【That's right! It's right down there!】

…Sometimes it’s hard to tell whether a stupid system is pretending to be stupid or really stupid.

"[Confusion: That may be true.]" Only then did the planetary host respond to my opinion about the image.

It seems that GROX, as a machine, really can't tell the difference in appearance between creatures that also have heads and limbs.

"So, this is your network?" I looked up at the giant tree that seemed to have no top.

Well, this "tree" does seem to have no top. When I "look" at the top, it will "extend" upwards.

“[Proud: This is the master’s cyberspace ‘World Tree’.]”

The sloth's network is like a tree, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.

"So, where are your masters, or masters?"

"[Lyric: Going back and forth in the branches and veins, communicating in the leaves, playing in the fruits, and the World Tree continues to grow.]"

If it didn't add the words expressing attitude at the beginning, it would really sound like a lyric.

If you think about it carefully, on the eve of uploading their consciousness, these "sloths" may not even bother to express their attitudes during communication, so they use words and deeds to create such weird mechanical servants.

"In other words, the branches are the network, the leaves are the forums or groups, and the fruits are the games?" I tried to explain the lyricism of the machine.

"[Agree: This is indeed the case. It seems that the Galaxy Alliance and its masters can understand each other.]"

So... I should go to a well-known group or forum to express that I am an alien envoy and am here to inspect them?

[I don’t recommend doing this,] The magic wand in hand, or the stupid system said: [Think about it, if you usually wander around the forum and see a post claiming to be an alien, what would be your reaction? 】

‘Open it and read it immediately?’

[80% of them will be ignored or spammed, and 20% of them will be deleted directly by the administrator. This is probably what happened when Grox contacted them.]

'Can't we establish direct contact with individuals?'

[I guess Gorx has done this too, but... do you think that if a guy with the ID of "Xanadu" wants to add you as a friend, would you agree? 】

'That's so true...so what's your advice?'

[Go directly to their most popular games to cause trouble, stir up topics, and make people take the initiative to follow you.]

'...makes sense.'


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