Han Baiyi sat on the bed and watched with interest as the little man in the picture was randomly assigned to be tortured in various scenes he had experienced.
Originally, he thought that these characters were assigned to be just like members of the audience.
Unexpectedly, these selected children were randomly assigned to certain specific characters in each scene, and could participate in the plot by relying on the identities of these characters.
After going through a series of plots until their death, everyone is scored by the system based on their performance in the plot.
However, among these ten people, only four immediately accepted their time-travel identity and took steps to join the plot.
Although fat nerds clamor every day about how they want to travel through time and open a big crystal palace, it is human nature for Mr. Ye to like dragons. People who truly accept their current situation immediately after time traveling will probably not do so in real life.
Yes.
Among the four candidates who joined the plot, the one named Liu Mang alone had the highest score.
[Audience: Liu Mang]
[Rating: B-to-medium]
[Get inspiration: 48 points]
[Contribution inspiration: 133 points]
While other people’s ratings all started with ‘C’, he was the only one who received a B-level rating.
In addition, the two parts of "Getting inspiration" and "Contributing inspiration" are displayed below each audience member's avatar.
Han Baiyi studied it and roughly understood the meaning of these two projects.
Drawing these 'audiences' into the world he experienced is a win-win situation for both Han Baiyi and them.
According to the different performances of the 'audience' in the scene, the number of inspiration points that each person 'digs' in the scene is also different.
Their unique wisdom, emotions, and behaviors will have an "influence" that is different from the original plot line in the originally fixed scene.
The greater the distortion caused by this 'influence', the more inspiration the audience will discover.
This is [getting inspiration].
At the same time, harvest and output are always relative.
While they are twisting the scene to discover inspiration, the scene is also distorting the 'audience' to gain more inspiration.
This is [contribution inspiration].
Of course, this distortion is not that distortion. If we must study it seriously, the so-called distortion is nothing more than change.
What they both have in common is drastic 'change'.
Han Baiyi spread out the two data and adjusted it into a line chart. The vertical axis is the increase in spiritual power, the red line is [receiving spiritual power], the green line is [contributing spiritual power], and the horizontal axis is the time in the scene.
Just take Liu Mang as an example.
Comparing the three-dimensional image and the chart, Liu Mang's [Contribution Idea] increased the most at the moment he entered the world. The green line zigzagged to the first peak, and then dropped rapidly in the next few seconds.
Obviously, the scene change at that moment of time travel shocked him greatly, but he quickly calmed down.
The second peak of the Green Line is the moment Genichiro Ashina opens his mouth.
At this point, Han Baiyi was not sure of the reason, so he let it go for now.
The change in the growth of [Acquisition of Insights], which is the first peak of the red line in the chart, is the moment when Liu Mang used a dart to hit the boomerang and tore up Tanichiro's butt.
Combining three-dimensional images and charts, Han Baiyi can easily determine the connection between the audience's personal psychological changes, scene changes and incremental changes in inspiration.
[Acquisition of inspiration] and [Contribution of inspiration] are not simple buying and selling transactions, but a real win-win situation. The audience makes money, and Han Baiyi, who is responsible for the operation of the scene, also makes money. Both parties are providing each other with 'differences' and 'changes'
', thereby making the cake called Lingji bigger and finally achieving a win-win situation.
As for who paid?
Probably Mahua Vine.
However, even after understanding the relationship between inspiration and 'change', Han Baiyi still didn't understand how this kind of thing was produced from the human body.
Is it because of the subjective initiative of human consciousness?
Or is it the fluctuation of time and space caused by the deviation of the fate line?
Or is it just the energy overflowing from a certain emotion?
It may be all of these, or it may be none of them.
After all, Han Baiyi is just an ordinary undergraduate, and he can make connections with his imagination. If he is really asked to look for clues from the side to prove it, he will definitely be helpless.
In addition, although the 'changes' in the scene will affect the increase in inspiration, not all 'changes' can positively promote the increase in inspiration.
For example, there is a fat little otaku among these ten ‘audiences’.
Unfortunately, this little fat man was assigned to the Hirata retainers team at the Hirata mansion at the beginning.
They were those little novices who were massacred by bandits.
And because he happened to see the scene of Han Baiyi hiding anaconda in the Pingtian mansion and stabbing the owl's head, and because he himself was squirted by the blood fountain in the neck of the anaconda, the little fat man suddenly peed.
He lost his pants, and the inspiration that had been growing with difficulty in his chart suddenly collapsed.
Han Baiyi can clearly see in the three-dimensional images and linear charts that the red curve representing the Xiao Fat Mansion's [Getting Inspiration] project is like being cut in half, snapping off half of it.
In the end, the little fat house obtained a total of only 3 points of [Acquisition of Ingenuity].
Compared with Mr. Liu Mang, the perverted Ah Heyan, he is like a man in heaven or on earth.
From this it can be seen that only emotions, resourcefulness, and behaviors that have ‘positive feedback’ under certain standards can bring about the growth of intelligence.
But Han Baiyi wasn't sure.
After all, all this is just his personal guess and cannot be counted.
After sorting out his thoughts, Han Baiyi put aside his speculations and turned to look at the system panel.
Apart from the short legs that caused the inspiration, Han Baiyi's biggest gain was obviously this [contribution of inspiration].
【World Projection Virtual Projection】
[Total amount of inspiration contributed by the audience this time: 872 points]
[Yes/No extraction]
Han Baiyi looked at this option and was stunned for a moment, then asked the system: "Can the audience's contribution ideas be used in other places? Where can they be used?"
[‘Audience Contribution Idea’ can be used to create ‘World Projection (Temporary)’ within a fixed world]
[World projection (temporary): Create a world that only contains the player himself and the existence selected by the player within the player-specified range and within the specified time]
[Note: Temporary projection can only consume ‘audience contribution inspiration’]
Han Baiyi looked at the options and hesitated for a moment. His current reserve of inspiration points was quite sufficient, and he also wanted to study what this [temporary projection] was, so he clicked No on the options.
After Han Baiyi rejected this option, there was an additional [Temporary Projection] option under [Real Projection] and [Virtual Projection] in the [World Projection] category.
Next to this option, there are also small words marked [Audience contribution: 872 points].
Han Baiyi looked at the suddenly appeared options and pondered for a while.
It seems that the system itself is not perfect, or in other words, it does not open all permissions to him.
Everything needs to be explored by himself.
While Han Baiyi was thinking about it, a ding-dong doorbell suddenly rang outside the door.
Comrades Yang Xiaoyu and Li Yuelu were both cooking in the kitchen, so Han Baiyi got up and opened the door.
After opening the door, a guy wearing a gray courier uniform stood outside the door, holding a large box in his hand.
"Hello, is this Mr. Han Baiyi?"
The courier boy's hat was lowered, his voice was slightly hoarse, and the original sound could not be heard.
Han Baiyi looked at the box in his hand and frowned.
He hasn't bought anything these days, and there should be no one to send him express delivery.
Just as he was wondering, Yang Xiaoyu slipped out of the kitchen wearing lamb slippers and swishing a lollipop.
"Bai Yi, you don't seem to have bought anything these days, right?"
Yang Xiaoyu raised her head and glanced at him,
"Is this a gift package of snacks for me on the 3385th anniversary of the couple's anniversary?"
Han Baiyi ignored her, but frowned and looked at the courier boy in front of him. He instinctively felt something was wrong in his heart, so he stretched out his hand to hold down Yang Xiaoyu and signaled her to go back to the house.
"Sorry, please check if I sent it by mistake. I haven't bought anything recently."
Han Baiyi's voice was slightly deeper.
The courier boy in front of him suddenly made him feel a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling after returning to modern society.
Danger.
The courier boy nodded, bowed politely, placed the box at the door, and took a step back.
Han Baiyi still stared at him closely.
Although there is no reason or reason, many times, he is more willing to believe his feelings.
The young man raised the brim of his hat, revealing a dark face of about thirty years old.
His eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and even the pupils disappeared, leaving only the whites of his eyes.
The corners of the mouth on both sides were raised strangely, reaching the cheekbones as if they had been cut open with a knife, and the whole face seemed to be tangled in one place.
It wasn't until he raised his head that the huge gap between his chin and Adam's apple was revealed.
It was a bloody hole.
There is an eye embedded in it.
Han Baiyi's pupils suddenly shrank, he roughly pushed Yang Xiaoyu into the house, kicked the package away with a very quick step, burst out of the security door with a bang, grabbed the strange face in front of him, and took a big step
Take a step forward.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them crashed from the door into the corridor balcony. Han Baiyi swung his palm and smashed the man in front of him into the wall of the balcony. He was so embedded that he couldn't even get the button out.
The lime walls on both sides were blown up by Han Baiyi's super high speed, which exceeded the limits of the human body. The dust filled the corridors on both sides. Han Baiyi grabbed the flying package with one hand and swung it out along the corridor and balcony.
sky.
From the body of the courier with a strange face came a clear male voice that was totally inconsistent with him.
"Come on."
"Kill me."
His eyes were calm and strange.
The blast was deafening.
The package thrown out by Han Baiyi exploded in an instant, and a brilliant spark bloomed in the air. The huge shock wave shattered the glass of several high-rise buildings around him, and screams kept coming from his ears.
Han Baiyi's expression was almost ferocious.
"Who are you?"
"Pfft..."
An uncontrollable weird laugh came from the courier's body, as if he had anticipated Han Baiyi's reaction.
His head slowly turned to the left, bit by bit, until the back of his head was facing Han Baiyi.
The body was motionless.
Tear.
A black mouth is split between thick short black hair.
The same weird smile.
"Guess."
Han Baiyi's pupils suddenly narrowed.
As soon as he finished speaking, a strange sound came from his ears.