"Is this a coincidence? Or does he really know something?"
When Xiao Fu, who was sitting far away in the realm of transcendence, heard this, he couldn't help but show a thoughtful expression. In his opinion, the originally ordinary middle-aged man in the picture also seemed mysterious at this time.
Strange, this world has been very strange since it entered everyone's sight.
"Either there is a manipulator behind him, or he dreamed it up." The cat was not surprised at all. It answered Xiao Fu's question. Scientists always want to get to the bottom of things, but the cat's curiosity
It's different, or it can be said that it doesn't require a clear explanation.
When you see a ball, you can pull it with your paws and it will roll. That's enough. The cat doesn't care about why the ball rolls on the ground instead of flying.
If an ordinary person wants to see things far above his own level, the easiest way is through dreams.
The scenery people can see in dreams is no longer limited by the limits of their physical bodies, nor by the amount of energy they occupy in the universe, nor by whether they master the concept.
Rather, it depends on whether a person has rich imagination and whether he is free subconsciously.
In dreams, some people can fly while others cannot. The difference actually lies in how different people view themselves and whether they have put various shackles on themselves that only exist in reality.
"Oh? So how do you tell whether something is real in a dream?" Xiao Fu became somewhat interested. If nothing else, he really did some research on dreams.
There is no way, the general environment of the cancerous universe is like that. Many of the ancients like to "entrust dreams" to humans. If there is no precautionary means, it is not as simple as being unable to wake up after falling asleep.
"It depends on feeling, meow." The cat smiled. It sucked the big fish given to it by the death knell into its mouth like noodles, and licked its lips with its pink tongue: "This does sound a bit unreliable.
, but dreams themselves are ethereal things."
In an environment where anything can happen, logic is no longer important. Instead, the more idealistic 'feeling' becomes the guiding light.
The flames on cats' tails also serve this purpose, guiding other cats who are lost in their dreams.
"We don't have any more clues at the moment, let's see what this man will continue to say." Xiao Fu accepted the cat's statement, but was not sure that this was the correct answer. He asked again: "Uncle Slade, are you here?
What to think about?”
"I'm thinking about a riddle."
Deathstroke took a puff of cigarette and took a sip of whiskey from the bottle, coaxing the boy to follow his train of thought:
"Child, why do you think the virus invented by this man is called the Miracle of Damascus? Rather than the miracle of ancient Babylon or the miracle of ancient Athens? Also, this person's online name is called 'Miracle Maker', why not called 'Miracle Discoverer'
' Or 'Miracle Worker'? Have you ever thought about these details?"
A series of questions came out of his mouth, which also meant that the death knell didn't care about the other words the virus maker said at the moment. He cared more about the other person and the computer virus.
"My world is a flat surface", "I have failed", these neurotic words did not arouse Deathstroke's interest, and he considered them unimportant.
Because hasn’t one of you already seen it? As for how this middle-aged programmer knew, is it important?
He just knows it, and it won't affect the overall situation; no matter how much he publicizes it on TV, he will only be regarded as a madman.
"Please wait a moment. I will read the information about this universe and see how its history is different from our world." After Xiao Fu was reminded, he immediately followed the idea and started operating immediately.
Given the special nature of the transcendent realm and his own superpowers, he can read the history and past he wants to know from this universe just like reading a 'hard drive file'.
Yes, both he and Deathstroke have the ability to reverse the time of this single universe and bring back to life tens of millions of people killed by the virus, but neither of them mentioned this.
Again, whether they die or not has nothing to do with the current mission.
What's more, the deaths of those people were probably part of the black monster's plan. If he intervened, wouldn't this be exposed?
Su Ming was not in a hurry, and continued to look down at the female reporter interviewing the person. After talking about some useful information, the programmer gave a speech in front of the camera. He was calling on those who have the ability to commit suicide immediately, saying that it is still not too late.
.
I have to say that this person is very different from the stereotyped programmer in Deathstroke.
In my impression, programmers probably don’t have much hair. They wear plaid shirts and jeans all year round. The glasses on the bridge of their noses are thicker than the bottom of wine bottles. All of them are exhausted from staying up late, and they interact with strangers.
When I say anything, I feel restless and want to go back to the computer.
But this 'miracle maker' has thick naturally curly hair, a strong figure that can be seen even in prison uniform, and has no problem with his eyesight. Moreover, he has a speaking ability that is comparable to that of a veteran politician.
Even though he was persuading the audience to commit suicide, the words he spoke were still fantastic, but it gave the impression that this person was very sincere and serious and was telling the truth.
This reminded Su Ming of a certain golden retriever who likes to wear red ties. That person is obviously a capitalist, but when you listen to his speech, you always feel that he is on the side of the working people.
Reason tells you that you cannot believe what politicians say, but when you listen to his speech, you will fall into the trap without even realizing it.
"Uncle, I checked, and the history of this world is not much different from the history of our 40K Earth, at least not before World War II."
Xiao Fu's voice came at this time. He had obviously done his homework:
"I paid special attention to the city of Damascus and couldn't find anything that could be called a miracle. The most important thing is that the person interviewed had nothing to do with that city in the past and had never traveled there.
, he does not believe in any inexplicable religion, his blood does not come from the Middle East, and he does not even have relatives or friends."
"Ah, this can give an inference."
Su Ming blew out a smoke ring, nodded slowly, and said calmly:
"The so-called Damascus Miracle should refer to Damascus steel. Even if a man has never been to that city, he will definitely know about this world-famous metal. In ancient times, it was indeed called the metallurgy.
of miracles.”
"Why is a computer virus related to Damascus steel?" Xiao Fu couldn't understand the logic, or in other words, he was a bit blind.
"Because steel was used to make weapons in ancient times, and now Internet viruses are also weapons." Deathstroke touched the cat's head on his shoulder and put another big fish in the cat's mouth: "And the so-called miracle, this is