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"Ha!" The man in suspenders spinning the basketball made a mysterious voice. "Ugly! Too ugly! Too ugly!"

She, or rather He, walked forward slowly for a few steps while mouthing a "motto": "You don't do the same! I originally thought that the beauty of technology can be compared with me as an objective aesthetics..."

Then, he shook his head slightly, and the crystal gray hair also swayed slightly, drawing beautiful arcs, which were extremely beautiful.

A pair of slender hands are as if they are made of white jade. They gently penetrate the thin silk threads that are as fine as gray gemstones and let them flow out between the fingers, turning into a beautiful scene in the pure white arena space.

.The gray and black overalls move slightly as he moves, attracting attention as if they are magical.

Objective aesthetics, see above!

...

"This...why can life be so beautiful?" After the mosaic was slightly lifted, the players in the viewing space were attracted by it.

"This is...the concept god! It is the pinnacle of objective aesthetics! It is the ultimate existence of objective aesthetics!" Some people stare at objective aesthetics obsessively. Even a mosaic cannot stop the display of beauty.

"But, how can aesthetics defeat the enemy? Rely on beauty to charm the opponent?" someone asked doubtfully.

"Well......"

...

At this time, Black Star was completely immersed in the beauty of the other party.

Other spectators may not be able to appreciate the ultimate beauty of objective aesthetics due to rules protection and other obstacles, but he directly faced the ultimate beauty of the opponent——

Not only because of the protection of the rules, but also because of Black Star's own current life form.

At this time, the Black Star is just an intelligent clone, mounted in a mechanical creation made by the Black Star itself. The body is the mechanical equipment, and the observation methods it possesses also include optical observation, sound wave observation, secondary plane observation, and gravity.

Various means such as wave observation far exceed the amount of information obtained by ordinary humans.

Most people may only think: Ah, you are so beautiful, you are so beautiful.

It may even be difficult to see clearly due to myopia...

But Black Star does not have this problem. The moment the battle begins, he obtains all the opponent's information.

And became addicted to it, unable to extricate itself:

The atomic arrangement of his body is just right, and there is some linear arrangement in the body-centered cubic stacking belt, which just reaches 61.8% of the golden space utilization rate, and the Van der Waals force on its surface is just right and exquisite. Black Star can almost feel it.

It has a smooth and soft touch that surpasses all other materials. It seems cold and warm at the same time, and seems to contain some kind of wonderful balance.

All the words spoken are like fairy music, with one main tone and five auxiliary tones matching seamlessly, and the somewhat Xipi-style jumping into intervals in the lazy contemptuous words is the finishing touch. In a simple sentence,

The identified main timbre, secondary timbre, rhythm, volume, and interval changes create a waveform curve that is extremely smooth and gentle, completely different from ordinary people's steep rise and fall, trembling and steep extreme poor sound quality.

The sound shape curve is perfect, and the sound quality is clear, ethereal and impeccable.

And the two steps He took casually forward were even more perfect - you know, the way ordinary people walk cannot be perfect, and there are more or less flaws in the joint force and muscle coordination when walking.

, and the coordination of the toes, calcaneus, talus, fibula, patella, and femur all have physiological flaws - but the objective aesthetics are different. His body structure is completely in line with human mechanics and even biological structure.

There will never be a situation where the hardware cannot keep up.

Every step of His body is almost perfectly in line with the ordinal rules of a certain equation relationship planning in mathematics. No matter what action He makes, it is filled with a supreme beauty of the combination of numbers and shapes. He

Unlike those ordinary people who live in confusion at the bottom of the system, have no self-awareness and are imbecile, and are confused by the ridiculous logical loopholes and language traps they create day after day. His every move, every frown, and every smile are...

It seems to be the truth of the world and the perfection of all things.

Matter, energy, information, consciousness, form, combination, transformation, time, logic, concepts... Every angle, any measurement and evaluation value, there is no flaw in Him, even if there is, there is no flaw in Him.

It's just nonsense and strong words.

He is the true limit of aesthetics and the end of objective aesthetics.

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe!"

Before Black Star lost complete consciousness, he heard the other party's laughter, which was ethereal and beautiful to the extreme... The distribution of the audio tracks conformed to the golden ratio, the volume perfectly conformed to the normal distribution, and the timbre changed linearly....

..

The last beauty he realized was——

"He actually even said what he said when he appeared on the scene perfectly matched the Fibonacci sequence!!!"

Then Black Star died. He was killed by beauty.

Before dying, Black Star blurted out the famous words that later spread throughout the semi-final viewing space: "You are so beautiful..."

[You are now the Champion of Arena Space No. 2000]

[The challenger has been loaded, and the challenge will start after a time scale]

After a while, another mosaic appeared on the opposite side.

The two mosaics looked at each other silently until the system prompt sounded.

[The time mark has arrived and the game begins]

"How dare you make a mistake in front of me with just objective aesthetics?"

A cold voice sounded faintly, and the new attacker appeared, with a hazy white light mist all over his body, looking extremely mysterious.

"Who are you?!"

Objective Aesthetics couldn't help but lost his voice, and took a few steps back. His beautiful eyes were full of disbelief. The basketball in his hand couldn't help but slip down, draw a perfect conic curve, and roll into the distance.

"I am, subjective aesthetics." The man's words seemed to have no fluctuation, "Objective beauty can never reach my realm!"

From the outline of the white light, objective aesthetics can vaguely see the body lines of subjective aesthetics, but the body lines are very hazy and ethereal, just like the snowflakes seen in the dark world with closed eyes, which makes people feel

It feels like I’m caught but not caught at the same time.

But just such an unclear outline has given an extremely huge impact to objective aesthetics. At that moment, objective aesthetics seemed to have seen something that cannot be expressed in words-beauty itself.

Pure beauty.

This kind of beauty transcends everything in the world, everything in the universe, beyond human language, and beyond human logical acceptance. At that moment, the whole world seemed to have no meaning, and eventually the game space no longer existed.

... Life and death are meaningless... Victory and defeat are meaningless... Everything is meaningless... I just want to admire this beauty in front of me, even if

Just one more second, even just one more moment, objective aesthetics will be satisfied and die without regrets... This strange aesthetic concept completely conflicts with the aesthetic reason of objective aesthetics, but the reason of objective aesthetics

It had instantly disintegrated in front of this ultimate beauty that transcended all things, and was fragile and shattered into fragments.

How beautiful is this...

"The beauty of your words is eternal; but the beauty of mine varies from person to person." Subjective Aesthetics said calmly, "Everyone's aesthetics is different, including different people's cerebral cortex, hormone secretion, receptors, temporal lobes and frontal lobes.

The image processing systems are also different, and their abilities, personalities, experiences, habits, compatibility, historical backgrounds, relationship networks, and ideological tendencies are also different. How can objective things achieve the ultimate beauty?"

Every word spoken by subjective aesthetics is like thunder, falling on the heart of objective aesthetics.

"My subjective aesthetics represents the ultimate beauty of ultimate art. Both emotional and rational people will be conquered by my beauty. Sensual people who are addicted to love, hate, and hatred can naturally see it in me.

Their perfect dream lover, and scholars who are only obsessed with mathematics and formulas, and obsessed with the laws of the universe, can also see in me the beauty of ultimate mathematics that astounds them."

"Under all thoughts and all aesthetic concepts, even from the perspective of a deformed aesthetician, I am the ultimate beauty. No matter it is external beauty or internal beauty, even the extreme limits of imagination and logic cannot challenge me.

No flaws at all."

Having said that, if the "beauty" of subjective aesthetics is transcribed or simply not seen, other individuals will not be able to appreciate the beauty of the other person. For example, if someone uses an instrument to record the other person's posture, then this action itself will

The "beautiful" information is reduced to the pixel level and frozen into objective beauty.

But once you see the other person's true appearance with your own eyes, no matter who you are, as long as you have consciousness and observation ability, even just a little bit, you will be captivated by the other person's ultimate beauty and be unable to extricate yourself.

"No...how is it possible..." Objective Aesthetics has been distracted several times, its own material composition is slightly unstable, and it is almost impossible to maintain objective beauty...

"Come, return to me, and achieve the true end..." Subjective aesthetics slowly moves towards each other...

...

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the two mosaics merged into one.

Immediately, the system flashed a message——

[Two contestants in Arena Space No. 2000 ended the game in a unified manner]

[The birth of the first final integration body in this region, "Final Yan Aesthetics"]

[This is to inform the above]

The whole place was in an uproar. Is it ultimate aesthetics? Or is it some ultimate integration recognized by the system space?

What is that? It sounds like a strong feeling...

For a moment, no new challenger chose to load into Arena Space No. 2000.

You must know that there are countless players in the semi-finals of this division. Even if only a small part pays attention to a certain arena, it is still a huge number. There must be a small number of people among them who choose to enter the arena. And who is it in the end?

Loading still depends on hand speed...or in other words, reaction ability.

And when the system issued an announcement, there was actually a long gap, which is enough to show that the connotation of this message is shocking.

"Speaking of which, how many people are left in this division?" The young man in plain clothes poked Tian Junzhi on the side, but failed, and instead passed directly through the body, as if the opponent was just a projection. This is also the protection of the viewing space.

One of the measures.

"There are not many left. There are probably only as many as several times as many Ganges sands as Ge Liheng left." Tian Quanzhi responded.

"Oh, that's really not much." The young man in casual clothes nodded.

What a ghost.
Chapter completed!