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There was thick black fog in all his seven orifices, as if everything in his brain was completely polluted and corroded, and he was in unbearable pain.
The walls were covered with bruises.
It seems that as he said, being unable to communicate with others will cause him to fall into horrible torture.
No wonder Dr. Dolly felt mentally tortured after every examination.
"Satisfied?" Su Qi closed the philosophy book: "For example?"
"Ask yourself about all the knowledge you have ever come into contact with! Thinking will help me relieve the pain! Of course, I will only give you ten chances. If you can't do it, you will stay here forever!" He pushed his glasses and showed a crazy smile: "But don't worry, I won't hurt you. I will only instill all my knowledge into you until you have a mental breakdown."
Su Qi glanced at him calmly.
"Okay, first question. The first time I hit the glass of the principal's office with a rock was when I was eight years old. The rock's curved motion model."
This question made the man calm down from his madness, which was rare. He stared at Su Qi, as if he was really thinking. And thinking did make him feel less painful.
Time passed slowly, minute by minute.
The man was staring at Su Qi and thinking.
Su Qi was also observing the information above his head.
[Traces. He is capturing old but existing lines among countless traces, and analyzing and deducing them backwards!]
After about five minutes, the man slowly smiled and said, "I understand."
He actually knelt on the ground and removed the model with his fingers with an excited look.
“See, that’s it. This is my knowledge!”
Su Qi did not show any surprise, but clapped his hands and nodded with satisfaction: "Congratulations, the answer is correct, it is exactly the same as what I calculated at that time."
The man pushed up his glasses and stared at Su Qi with an even more appreciative smile: "You are not an ordinary guy. It only takes me a second to figure out everything about other ordinary people, but it took me so much time to think about just a thing from my childhood!! It's so interesting!"
Su Qi smiled and said, "The interesting part is yet to come."
While the man was excited and agitated, Su Qi asked some follow-up questions, which included some contradictory philosophical questions and some classic funny questions from the Idiot Bar.
The man's excitement gradually cooled.
It wasn't that he couldn't answer them, but he found these questions boring.
"You just piqued my interest, but now you ask these stupid and insincere questions." The man couldn't help but twitch his face. "Now there are only two questions left."
Su Qi smiled faintly and said, "That's enough. I already understand most of what you just said."
This guy is not omniscient and omnipotent. In fact, he needs the knowledge he has come into contact with himself. That is to say, he must find the cause and effect by profiling and deducing from countless intricate traces.
This is even more than the butterfly effect.
Moreover, all the classic contradictions could not faze him at all, after all, he was a god.
Su Qi groaned and said, "Then I will ask the last two questions."
"first question."
"There's something in my eyes."
"Second question"
“How do I kill it?”
Su Qi had been prepared for these two questions.
What the man just said actually contained a trap, as it required past knowledge that the person had been exposed to.
The key is contact.
This is also the key to his ability to work backwards through traces. Generally speaking, empty talk or deliberate high-level or fictitious statements will only waste the amount of the problem.
But unfortunately, he has been exposed to all of them.
Chapter 194 Wake up!
The man was slightly stunned.
It wasn't because the questions Su Qi asked were too difficult.
Quite the opposite.
It's too simple compared to before.
He frowned, looking unhappy, and looked at Su Qi with some confusion: "Are you sure about these two questions?"
"." Su Qi paused: "It seems that you are very confident?"
"I can profile and reverse the timeline of the past through any minor traces. Usually, the older it is, the smaller the traces left behind are." The man explained calmly and patiently.
After he answered the first eight questions, his symptoms of madness and pain had obviously decreased a lot. Thinking could indeed relieve his corroded, polluted and mixed brain.
"But your question is about the present, the here and now. It's too simple, even" he shook his head: "I am a little disappointed."
"I'm considering giving you a chance to change your question."
The man had a calm and strange expression on his face. "After all, it's rare for me to have something to look forward to, but after thinking about it, I decided to forget it. Letting you stay here forever is also a good choice."
"Well, in that case."
Su Qi paused and said, "How about adding a pound?"
"Okay." The man said calmly, "I want to study your soul. You are different from other ordinary assistants. You must be special. Of course, this also means that your entire soul will be cut and decomposed by me. The best case scenario is that you will become an idiot."
Su Qi felt the other party's fiery gaze, but he was not in a hurry: "If you can't answer it."
"You can choose something in this room that you think is valuable and leave."
Su Qi knew about the existence of the five rooms. They were all inhabited by gods. Although they looked no different from ordinary people, many of the things in the rooms were probably of extraordinary value.
The reason why he didn't take action was because of the nurse and the so-called Dr. Dolly.
You need to know the significance of their existence.
It seems that the purpose is to eliminate the things derived from the black fog. His every move may not escape the other party's eyes. In this case, he just needs to abide by the principle of voluntariness.
Su Qi felt that he could get a good deal.
"Good suggestion." Su Qi: "Do you want me to shout 3, 2, 1 to start and provide you with three help buttons?"
"This isn't some quiz show."
The man's glasses flickered slightly: "I know everything about you!"
next moment!
His pupils became extremely deep, just like when he answered the question before.
He could see all the traces around him, and a large number of traces, so dense that it was terrifying, appeared around his sight.
If we have to use a metaphor to describe these traces.
It is like countless, densely packed, madly rolling data. Even a pencil dropped on the ground, containing all the traces of the past cycle, is enough to burn all the hard drives in the ordinary world.
Even men, as gods with special extraordinary sequences, have to use all their strength, spend a lot of energy and time to trace it among countless traces.
and so.
Generally speaking, he would first select the target and then ignore all other traces of interference when retreating.
This would relieve him from being surrounded by countless traces at any time and anywhere, having his brain nerves hit by countless data, and bring him some relief from the pain that feels like suffocation in the deep sea.
This is why.
He thought about what might relieve the pain.
And the next moment.
The man looked directly at Suki and met Suki's eyes.
Countless traces around him were weakened, a large amount of data was blocked by the man's senses, and the pain was relieved.
Unfortunately.
He thought this situation would not last long, because he had already seen a lot of things by working backwards from the extended traces.
This group of traces is my own reflection
This trace group room reflection
Other trace groups can also see the reflections of several old friends
And huh?
Whose traces are these? Why do they look a bit weird? Let me take a look?
The man was about to push back to find out what was going on!
A large number of traces were constantly circulating in his mind. As a god, his terrifying analytical and processing abilities allowed him to know almost all knowledge. This was why mental power was extremely important, because only with the mental power-related sequence pathways could one become an old trace master.
Almost all gods are competing for and cultivating such beings.
The traces were madly reduced by hundreds of times in an instant, but the man still couldn't reverse it.
what happened?
What exactly is this?
Why does it still have such a huge trace?
It seems to have a bit of an outline.
Wait, this seems to be another reflection.
And at this moment!
The majestic traces suddenly made the man feel cold all over. The large amount of terrifying data almost instantly made the pain in his head increase dozens of times!
The expression on his face became distorted and painful to the extreme, and the scream was suppressed in his throat.
how come.
Who is this? Why?
You can't catch it or push it back. You must avoid it, otherwise your injuries will be aggravated!
The man's face turned slightly pale. Although he was sealed here, corroded and seriously injured, he was still a god after all! How could he become like this!