Volume 16: The Wheel of Reincarnation Chapter 50 Narrative Mechanism
"The narrative mechanism is in operation, and the meaning of the chaotic message has begun to be analyzed..."
'Analysis in progress...'
"Analysis of the information is as follows..."
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What the hell is this?
Looking at the horrifying machine in front of him, which kept saying something in a mechanical voice, and spewed out papers from the gaps around it that looked like some malicious damage. Just looking at this machine that made people feel uncomfortable, Bo Xun had a feeling of uneasiness and irritability from the bottom of his heart.
This bizarre machine looked like a living person filled with gears and mechanisms. The teeth in the expanded mandible were clearly visible, and the gears were running in the gaps between the teeth and the gums. One eye was dull and lifeless, reflecting the figure of Po Xun, while the other eye was a work of art made of layers of lenses, constantly expanding and contracting towards the void, as if collecting some information.
The limbs, abdomen, head and other organs around him were covered by dense mechanical lines and pipes. From the glass light cover, one could vaguely see the brain that was constantly expanding and contracting like breathing. This person seemed to have lost all human functions. What was even more terrifying was that Bo Xun could even clearly see the gears quietly running in the brain tissue. In the light green water, the semi-mechanical brain and the surrounding mechanical chains were constantly running, spitting out lines of seemingly dull but meaningful papers from the gaps in its organs.
Anyone would think that this was a manifestation of the devil's malice towards humans. To be honest, there weren't many things in the world that made people feel uncomfortable just by looking at them, but it was obvious that this mechanical human was one of the best. Even the incarnation of information like Bo Xun felt an instinctive discomfort.
It was as if this mechanical symbol subconsciously made her have some inappropriate associations, causing her to instinctively feel disgusted.
"...If Holy Light sees this, your university will probably be put on the attack list, right?"
After taking a look at the terrifying and strange machine, Bo Xun turned his head and looked at the man in the shadows with only his glasses reflecting white light.
"I never knew about this. There is no record of this kind of thing in the information stream. What on earth are you researching at your university? I have never seen such a horrible thing even in my most terrible dreams. Those demons would not go to such lengths to torture a human being like this."
"Torture? Miss Bo Xun, you seem to have misunderstood a little. On the contrary, this is the supreme happiness he pursues."
Walking into the light and looking at the machine hanging in the air, the accompanying professor pushed up his glasses.
"There is nothing happier than being the agent who describes the truth. Of course, this sentence was not said by me, but by this person himself when he was still conscious."
"So what is he? Who is he?"
"The Narrative Machine is the top-ranked Chaos Machine of the Second Sequence . It is not the First Sequence simply because it still has its limits. But this cannot be blamed on it, after all, the First Sequence ones are just products that have not been measured to their limits. Before the appearance of players, the Narrative Machine was also the best of the First Sequence."
The accompanying professor pushed up his glasses, looked at the dull and terrifying machine with a complicated expression, and whispered:
"Its prototype is the third-generation president of the university. In order to pursue the truth at all costs, he transformed his own spirit into a mechanism for pursuing the truth. However, constant pursuit means self-consumption. Its reason, personality, and memory are all consumed in the continuous mechanical operation, and finally it becomes a chaotic machine that no one can understand. A small black box. No one knows its principle or its working mechanism. It has become a narration machine of truth."
"On the surface, he seems extremely evil, but any means of inspection can show that he is in supreme happiness. In the observation methods constructed by the coordinated systems of gears, genes, magic, science, the principal finally got the opportunity to peek into the truth as he wished. At the end of his life, he was still describing his happiness and supreme glory, and in the end it became a narrative mechanism, a chaotic machine that simply depicts the appearance of truth. With his ability, our university can achieve great results in a world that no one knows. But obviously, he also has his limits."
"It is just a narrative mechanism of this universe, and can only describe the light and shadow that can be understood. Any horrific creations or unprecedented grand scenes that are beyond the imagination of mortals cannot be described. It is outdated. So after review, our university finally decided to open this part of the secrets to the outside world."
Obviously, we are sincere.
The university professor turned around with a smile, but the light reflected from half of his glasses made him look like a rare villain.
However, Bo Xun ignored this university professor who seemed to have the qualifications of a villain . As part of the information wave, she naturally had her own means of confirmation. But after tracing back the information of endless time, Bo Xun looked at the mechanism half hanging in the air with a particularly complicated look.
The exaggerated cracked mandible was not artificially created. In this unsealed space, Bo Xun witnessed the ecstasy of this crazy human in front of the truth. He used his magic to transform himself into this ghostly appearance bit by bit. His thoughts were brought into endless ecstasy by the crazy influx of knowledge and phenomena. The exaggerated mandible was the wound left by his last . This even brought Bo Xun a little subtle fear.
Faced with such a crazy and terrifying existence that even goes against its own biological instincts, even a great demon would sincerely feel respect and fear.
"So why did you call me here? To verify his correctness?"
Bo Xun looked at the bizarre machine again uncomfortably, then turned to look at the professor.
"Do you want me to extract his information again and create another horrible chaos machine like this for you?"
"No, because its correctness does not need to be verified. And we only have one, so we don't need a second oracle, right?"
The professor shrugged and smiled.
"But he has his limits. He was demoted to the second sequence because of his limits. He has no way of reading information about the players, which is one of the reasons why we initially tried to win over Professor Li Lin. We hope that you can add some new variables and data to him, such as codes about the players."
