"I feel so disgusting why I call me 'Yaoyao'. △,"

Five minutes later, the two looked at the bird's face and spit out wrapping paper while eating sweets. So far, it has not said a word, but just tried to get more candies. Fortunately, Lu Mengyao has always been a habit of squirrels to store high-calorie snacks like a squirrel. Even if she came to this world, she bought the amazing portion in advance, which is probably enough to survive the whole winter.

"I think it's cute to call you that." Su Jing happily picked up a piece of white chocolate. With this rare opportunity, he finally tried to communicate with Bird's face. However, it turned a blind eye to all attempts to communicate and just kept eating candy. At first, it still swallowed it in one bite, but now it seems that it has learned to do it a little bit, peel it off one by one.

"Hey." Su Jing used a small stream of true energy to collect all the candy into his arms, "Answer the question, otherwise he is not allowed to eat it."

Bird's face stared at him with a pale mask, and then instantly stabbed Su Jing with a black shadow, without even giving him a chance to react. Su Jing was shocked first, and then found that he was not damaged, but one candy in his arms was missing. Bird's face seemed to be a thing of this dimension, and contact with his limbs was just "passing through" and there was no overlap on the material level.

"...It's really amazing." Su Jing also began to throw candy into her mouth.

However, Su Jing's actions at least attracted its attention. After eating two more, the bird stopped moving, and then... began to deform violently. It was like dancing, showing different postures.

"You... can't speak?" Su Jing looked at it for a while but couldn't see what it meant. He suddenly remembered that he had a [communication] ability. Although the concept of gold level in this world was greatly hindered, [communication] itself was obtained from his blood abilities. His ability was not particularly hindered. With the idea of ​​trying it out, Su Jing used [communication] to touch the bird's face.

"Well……"

The attempt was successful, but the consequences of this attempt were worse than Su Jing expected. In an instant, he touched something that was too incomprehensible to him. His brain seemed to have been hammered several times, and there was a golden star in front of him, and blood was flowing from his nose.

【%*…*%】

The idea of ​​the bird's face is almost incomprehensible, and its way of thinking is completely different from that of normal creatures. As a high-dimensional creature, Su Jing is an existence that transcends the ordinary imagination. The impact is slightly smaller. If it is really a mortal who touches the bird's face in an instant, it is probably like the Luo family's horror novel "watching the ancient existence of the mortals go crazy in an instant". This is completely possible.

The logic of the bird's face and its way of thinking are the laws and rules of the secret realm outside the universe, things that transcend the principles of the multiverse, truths that are "non-truth", things that coexist with "non-truth", paradoxes and impossible things. Using the thinking method of this universe to figure out its thinking is just useless. With just one moment of touch, Su Jing's intelligence was severely damaged. Fortunately, his brain structure is different, and the backup logic operation center has prepared emergency plans to isolate this meme damage. "Accumulate" the thinking process at any time, and reverse his thinking to the process ten seconds ago.

All the fragments related to the bird's face are stored in a memory isolation unit, although they have suffered severe damage. However, these fragments are very valuable research materials, and it would be a pity to erase them like this.

The tentacles on the bird's face flashed away, and the blood flowing out of Su Jing's nose was stained back a little.

After a few seconds, it began to speak, in Su Jing's tone.

【…I like white chocolate.】

Su Jing wiped his nose, stood up, grinned for a while, and sighed: "You just need to learn to speak earlier."

[From my/our perspective, there is no need to learn your language. To put it bluntly, the only connection between humans, the world, and me is that you can make many interesting things. Creativity is very interesting. Even if I/we can see everything possible, these fragments of all moments are treasures for enjoyment. Of course, I think so, but we may not all think so.]

"Are you a single or a group?" Lu Mengyao took out a large plate of white chocolate and handed it to Bird Zhiying. The latter seemed to be becoming more and more like Su Jing, but its bird-like white mask still did not change. Bird Zhiying bowed lightly, took the white chocolate from her hand, then peeled off the wrapping paper, and bit a big bite of Su Jing. It was confirmed that it had neither hands nor mouth a few seconds ago.

[Please forgive me for using the metaphorical single-celled amoeba in Asimov's novel, asking a cell of a blue whale, "Are you an individual or a group?" I am an individual, and I am also a group. It is not the hive consciousness you imagine, nor is I simply the so-called "a certain section on a diamond". I am a separate individual, the face of a bird, and the entire group of transcendents. My individual independence and the symbiosis as a group are difficult to express in the language you are currently using. Only the language used by transcendents can express this concept accurately and accurately.]

"I learned another lesson." Su Jing nodded to the face of Bird, feeling that he was facing another self. This feeling was a bit subtle. He watched the incarnation of the transcendent become more and more like himself, not only his body, but also his words and memories. "Do you have my memories?"

[Yes. I will not hurt you, nor will I invade your **. But since you shed a drop of blood, I judged that the drop of blood has no effect on you. So I collected the drop of blood from the perspective of waste utilization and learned all the knowledge in it. You have the ability to holographic cell, which is quite helpful to me. I learned a lot of your things from this drop of blood. These things will be added to us as the information database of transcendents. Now you only need to join us. Your "throne" is ready for you. But your mind still needs to be trained, otherwise you will not be able to bear our knowledge.]

"In other words, are you creating this game really trying to choose a strong enough mind?" Su Jing's heart began to pound. He was facing the most valuable information database in the entire multiverse.

[It is difficult for your language to describe our purpose, it is just one of countless purposes. Each of our actions has thousands of reasons for pushing. Our actions are extremely complex and cannot be summarized with a simple reason. Complex pushing, complex abilities, and complex behaviors are like an disordered system, and what conclusions are drawn and what actions are drawn. These are difficult to infer using algorithms that your universe can accommodate. If I am "we", then I can still answer them for you, but I am now limiting myself to this universe, so the conclusion I can draw is candied pine nuts, is there any? I want to eat them.]

"Impressive." Lu Mengyao responded flat.

The bird bowed again, took a handful of candied pine nuts from the palm of the magician's palm, and then threw them gracefully and flexibly into the bird's beak of its mask, and spit out the pine nut shells from the side of the beak. [A welfare of the transcendent is. You can come to various worlds and taste the candied pine nuts from various worlds, or high-sugar non-eternal artworks. This is my personal understanding, non-eternal artwork. Consumables, every piece of cake is unique at the moment it is released, chiffon cake. Soft and soft, white chocolate. ‘** chocolate’, ‘chocolate rebel’. Pepsi, ‘34% refreshing than Coca-Cola’, beer, ‘the breath of every river, every lake’… The breath of every universe is different, very charming.】

The two of them found that the bird's face was very long-winded, and all the topics were circling around the food, and they were off topic. After looking at each other, Su Jing decided that he would guide the topic.

"What are you staying in this world?"

[This question should actually be asked in reverse, "Why do I leave this world?" The last time I came here was a random result. No, the word random is not very accurate, maybe the word "fate" is more appropriate. I came to this world, completed my task, and then I was free. I can choose my own actions at will, but the charm of this world makes me explore for a short time until I feel that another universe has a more interesting situation, and then I will leave this world. Just like when I came, without a trace.]

"How much more time do you have to explore the world?"

[Use your time system to convert, and omit the last digit, it is about 89.4 billion years.]

After a short period of time, only the sound of the pine nut shell falling to the ground regularly.

"Is there a way to change your mind in advance?" Su Jing sighed, "If you are really a transcendent, then you may be able to see the future and the end of the world. In this way, the universe no longer has 89.4 billion years for you to wander, but only less than two hundred years. Maybe you can use your ability to coordinate the order of the world to avoid the end of the world?"

[If I do it, I can keep this universe forever and forever, and even until time loses its meaning. However, I/We will not do this, it just turns this universe into a dried German pork sausage. Even if the wind of time blows it again, its deliciousness will not grow without limit, but will become dry and tasteless dust after a certain range. If it is eaten at a certain moment, it is the fate of this universe, then I/We will not interfere with the process of being eaten. Pray. In your language, we pray and wish it can bring a delicious experience.]

Bird's face suddenly paused and began to squat on the ground to pick up the pine shells he had just spit out, and the pine shells disappeared directly.

【It’s like I suddenly realize now that the garbage I make may cause trouble to the cleaner or not, your memory and your concepts make me realize this. I will not interfere with any world, so I have to clean up the garbage I make. In my opinion, this is also a fun action.】

"If you leave this world, then we can... save the fate of this world. If you regard this as a kind of fate, can you leave this world now? Or, your 89.4 billion years of exploration can be a time to go back to the past and no longer appear after this moment?" Su Jing was still working hard.

[There is no coercive force that allows me to exist here. On the other hand, there is no coercive force that allows me to leave this world.] Bird's face answered cleverly, [And my leaving this world is a kind of "change". My position is extremely conservative. What can you persuade me?]

"Don't waste your energy, let me do it." The magician sighed, "If you leave this world and stay in the numbered world, I will use my resources in the multiverse trade center to find you the most delicious things in the world."

【…】The bird's face actually stopped moving, and it seemed like I was thinking seriously. 【I... was deeply shocked. It was indeed so, deeply shocked.】

"Are you teasing me?" Su Jing also said what he thought.

"This craft is called "just read the dishes." Lu Mengyao shrugged, "I started learning it at the age of three."

[Um... the troublesome person is coming again.] The bird suddenly flashed and quickly slipped away along the side of the alley. No one expected it to be transformed into elbows. The next moment, the walls of the alley were destroyed by some force, and a huge figure broke through the simple house and alley, rushing towards it like a hill.

"Don't leave!!"

The giant grabbed Su Jing and roared: "Where has it gone?!"

"Who are you?" Su Jing suddenly escaped from the giant's grasp and stood on the ground again. He was not afraid of the giant man in front of him. He was definitely not a god or a demon, but maybe just a small toy made by a god or a incarnation.

"Huh... I have my stuff on your head." The giant man suddenly chuckled, and heat spurted out from his train chimney-like nostril, "I am... Monsanto!! If you have heard my name, the little thing coming from the future, help me catch the incarnation of the transcendent!"
Chapter completed!