Mystic court.

Before the decapitation cycle was written in the Black Gate, when talking about the large-scale mysterious filing, Su Qi heard Hans Christian Andersen mention it.

It's a ghost.

Extremely powerful in computing.

was forcibly embedded in the pre-logic by a certain mysterious boss through unknown weird means, and transformed it into a "ghost computer".

"This mysterious court, can help him take out the artifact?"

"Computing is an absolute concept.

Theoretically, as long as you have enough computing power, there is no problem in this world that cannot be solved.

If the problem cannot be solved, it can only mean that the computing power is insufficient. ”

Andersen said as he rubbed his cane.

"Knowing and omnipotent, that is not becoming a god......"

Su Qi somehow remembered the episodes of artificial intelligence "becoming refined" that he had seen in previous movies.

This ghost, the mysterious court.

It seems like such a supercomputer.

"So, artificially restricting him, the pre-logic that was inserted at the beginning, we call it an offshore agreement."

"Offshore agreements?"

"The mysterious court, never touch the land.

Because of its overly powerful computing power, the veterans who made it considered that it might learn to master everything in this world through enough contact.

Therefore, in the pre-logic, an 'offshore agreement' is set up, so that the mysterious court can never touch the land, thus artificially creating a knowledge blind spot for it.

Computation, which has an infinite upper limit, but requires initial knowledge acquisition to deduce, is like a simple multiplication problem.

1 is the basis for multiplying upwards, even if it is only multiplied by 2, after many calculations, it can be multiplied to a very large number.

But if the basis is 0 and multiply upwards, no matter how many operations are performed, there will be no result.

The offshore agreement is a 0, a cognitive blind spot, and a limiter artificially created for the mysterious court. ”

No wonder this thing is in the sea, it turns out that it can't go ashore, Su Qi looked at the dim sea from afar.

However, this strange atmosphere is really enough to rank among the ghosts and gods he has seen.

"It takes a lot of work to make the mysterious court rise to the surface that can affect the world we live in, right?"

"I don't know about the operation of the mysterious court, there is a group of people in charge of the Black Gate headquarters, we call them the Enforcer Squad, and they are responsible for maintaining the depth of the mysterious court, probably through some kind of anchoring ritual.

The Mystic Court is said to be fixed between the Abyss and Moho Layers, but its sphere of influence is extremely wide enough to reach the shallow worlds.

The closer it gets, the more computing power it can wield, and even if it is far from the shallow level, the ability of the mysterious court to transmit has been greatly reduced, and it is far more advanced than the computing power of human beings' current supercomputers. ”

Su Qi listened to it, and said in his heart that the mystery's technology tree is really crooked......

Mystic court.

It's obviously a ghost.,But it's used as a tool by the mysterious people of the Black Gate.,But the use of this kind of thing also makes people feel extremely weird.。

……

Su Qi took two steps back again, away from the coast, and the people around Hans Christian Andersen probably didn't feel it strongly.

But he at the Moho level was too much influenced by the mysterious court.

Although the sea in front of me is dark.

But Su Qi always felt that under the surface of the water, there seemed to be something indescribable, as if it would drag people down to the deep sea to eat.

The endless whispers felt as if they were going to drive the approaching person crazy at any moment.

……

Time, little by little.

Five minutes, ten minutes, twenty minutes......

The rope tied to the mooring post suddenly moved.

Andersen reacted sharply and grabbed the rope and activated the artifact at the same time.

A door opened in his prosthetic leg, and one by one, the one-legged little tin soldiers jumped out of it, grabbed the hemp rope like a tug-of-war, and began to pull hard!

The sea is open with waves.

The boat was quickly pulled back.

On the boat, Chairman Tsuda was still lying well, his eyes closed, but he was covered with sweat and his face was pale, and he didn't know what he had just experienced, and it was definitely not a good thing anyway.

At the same time, a quaint hand-held mirror is placed flat next to Chairman Tsuda.

Fetish 'Mephisto'.

It's been separated.

……

"Pull him up."

Hans Christian Andersen said.

Su Qi hurriedly went up to help, and the two pulled Chairman Tsuda ashore.

The fetish 'Mephisto' was also sealed by the Yamaruzod with a fetal ceremony.

When Su Qi carried the people, he noticed that there were many new scratches and corrosion marks on the side of the ritual array on the ship.

I don't know what kind of indescribable horror exists, trying to climb onto this ship, leaving traces.

They carried Chairman Tsuda ashore.

"Wake up! You're ashore! ”

Andersen raised his voice and shouted.

But Tsuda still sweated and trembled with fear, and his eyes were closed nervously, not responding to anything that happened.

"Wake up! Wake up! ”

Andersen began to hit Tsudagami vigorously and slapped him, and they have a lot of experience in dealing with such scenes.

Everyone who comes back from the mysterious court will have such symptoms, and they must use coercive and drastic means to wake him up as soon as possible.

Otherwise, after a long time, polluted by the horror of the mysterious court, ordinary people will be demented, and the mysterious ones will lose control.

Su Qi watched from the sidelines.

The heart said that what kind of existence in the mysterious court could make a person afraid like this.

In the end, it was Andersen who grabbed Tsuda's eyes and forcibly opened them, so that he could reopen his eyes and come back to his senses.

……

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Chairman Tsuda coughed violently, like a person who had choked on water being pulled back from the ghost gate, his muscles bulging, his pupils were bloodshot, and he was wheezing violently.

"Take a deep breath, it's okay, it's okay, it's all over."

Hans Christian Andersen held the lighter box and murmured in a soft halo, and his voice seemed to have magical power.

Chairman Tsuda's watch gradually eased in the halo of the lighter.

"Click......"

The lighter box was closed, and Andersen stood up and said

"It's over."

Su Qi stepped forward and handed Chairman Tsuda a piece of chocolate, which he had brought with him.

……

The fetish 'Mephisto' was taken out, and Chairman Tsuda became an ordinary person again, without the help of the fetish's ability, he could no longer create fake shooting scenes and shoot horror videos, and the decapitation cycle was here, completely disappeared, and it came to an end.

……

The car drove on the road and sent Chairman Tsuda home, because the decapitation cycle only created panic and did not really cause casualties.

This is especially thanks to the layout of 9981, which reduces the danger to human life caused by ghosts.

So Kuromon didn't really punish Chairman Tsuda, but only warned him and imposed a year-long surveillance ritual.

When Chairman Tsuda got out of the car, Su Qi also got out of the car.

Hans Christian Andersen: They drove away.

The two stood opposite each other, both silent.

Then it was Su Qi who spoke.

"President, your sister will get better, I will help you find a way, you must not ...... in the future"

Chairman Tsuda interrupted Su Qi's words and said

"They asked you to talk to me, they want to know who gave me that devil's contract."

"No, we don't have to investigate in this way, I want to talk to you about ......"

Su Qi shook his head in denial, but Chairman Tsuda did not intend to talk about this topic with Su Qi, and said to himself

"Three months ago, I went to visit Kaede, and when I came back from the hospital at night, I met a man who gave me the devil's contract and the camera, saying that I could make my sister better.

He didn't look like him, I don't remember exactly, I hadn't seen him since that time, but I did remember that he was wearing a magatama bracelet on his hand. ”

Su Qi frowned when he heard President Tsuda's words.

It's really as they said in the car just now, President Tsuda, an ordinary person can get the artifact and use it, which is not normal, and there may be a mastermind behind this matter.

Sure enough, President Tsuda now says that his artifact was given by someone else.

"That person ......"

"The man said, 'His name is He's.'"

……

On the tram at night.

There was no one in the carriage at this time

Su Qi leaned back in his seat, thinking about what Chairman Tsuda had just said.

A man named Kazu.

A magatama bracelet.

No, that's it.

After that, Chairman Tsuda went home, and seemed to be shy about talking to him about his sister, did he have a shadow in his heart...... But really, it's not a good time to talk about it.

Su Qi shook his head, he didn't want this.

President Tsuda needs some time to get out on his own, and the cycle of decapitation is a thing of the past.

What Su Qi should pay attention to now is the clues provided to him by the president.

This man is called Heshi.

Strictly speaking, it should be the Kazushi who gave the president the devil contract that caused everything that happened today? Was this intentional or unintentional on his part?

In the world of the mystic, Su Qi tried his best to think about problems in a conspiracy way.

Because there are too many pit diggers in the mysterious world, I just dug a big hole, and no one has found out yet.

This He clan gave ordinary people a dangerous fetish for no reason, what is this intention, it does refer to speculation.

Is tonight's Tengu incident in his calculations?

Su Qi's brain was working, thinking in connection.

The tram runs quietly, quietly, quietly......

It's so quiet.

It's normal that there are no people on the train at this time, but since just now, it seems that there are not even many ghosts and gods, and the little organs that scream and chase and play are gone.

Outside the train window, there is a green garden, a forest of graves, and a burial clay puppet......

Well?!

Su Qi's head buzzed.

What's going on?!

A strong sense of disobedience hit.

Outside the train window, there are burial goods such as Sue ware and earth master ware scattered all over the place, and you can see several large burial tombs and piles of old mounds.

The primitive funeral rites are coming.

This night tram seems to drive into a large funeral mausoleum to worship the sleeping history.

Su Qi's ears began to sound strange whispers, indescribable voices.

Like strange wind instruments, brass chimes, primitive and ancient rituals, ringing from the ancient tombs, as if buried things are about to break out of the grave.

Funeral, funeral, funeral.

This is the oldest ritual in human history.

The old whisper seemed to ask.

The primitive reverence for life and death of living beings, the birth of funerals, the birth of rituals?

Or was it because of a lie, because a ritual was needed, that the funeral was born?

……

Su Qi's forehead was sweating slightly, and his body trembled uncontrollably because of fear.

This weirdness from ancient times, from the primitive sense of terrifying ritual, made him feel fear uncontrollably, felt fear.

It was a kind of fear that even he couldn't tell where the fear came from.

Those ancient burial tombs are not terrible, and those clay puppet haniwa burial goods are not terrible.

So what the hell was he afraid of?

What is the source of this fear?

Funeral rites.

This sense of historical ritual, which originated in ancient times and accumulated from generation to generation, can easily crush any insignificant ant in the changes of the times.

If the "funeral" custom is a large-scale mystery and a hoax built by a mysterious person at the beginning of ancient human civilization.

Well, in the repeated stacking of historical changes.

This large-scale mystery has the power to transcend the times, transcend the miracles of history, and is deeply embedded in every process of human civilization.

……

Such a mystery has become the world.

……

Su Qi was horrified.

Suddenly I felt dizzy and my eyes were black.

It was as if something had hammered into his heart.

Water pressure, dim, lost, crazy.

He was in the depths of the sea.

The frenzied surge seemed to draw him into endless disorientation.

Endless whispers rang in my ears.

"Embrace the madness...... This is where you belong......

"Sunken...... Sink to the bottom of the deep sea...... There's a lot of knowledge here...... Endless Truth......"

Get out of hand!

This is a precursor to a loss of control!

The mysterious world is indescribable and unspeakable.

Thou shalt not look at the fear which I see.

This ancient burial ritual came from ancient horrors and mysteries, and it was only quietly revealed in front of Su Qi.

directly dragged Su Qi into the brink of losing control!

……

Su Qi hurriedly tried to empty his brain.

But it doesn't seem to help.

It's icy and the water pressure is heavy.

The feeling of drowning.

It was dark in front of me, and I couldn't see clearly.

Calm, calm......

Once again, he was out of control.

……

The whispers of ghosts filled my mind.

Chaos, madness.

Su Qi felt that he was sinking, lost.

Then, deep in the depths of the ocean.

A familiar red glow.

Su Qi knew what it was.

He struggled to reach out to the red light against the pressure.

Slippery and greasy moss, hard stone.

The familiar stone statue of an octopus with eight tentacle whiskers.

Oh no, it's seven tentacles now.

Last time, it was broken by Su Qi.

……

The brain was churned by frantic whispers.

Su Qi didn't have a chance to think about it, and stretched out his hand while he was not completely out of control.

The tentacles on the stone statue's face were broken again.

Everything, as if the last time it got out of control was repeated.

In the endless chaos, an exceptionally clear voice sounded, an indescribable whisper.

Su Qi's mind was clear, the madness, the chaos was all gone, the water pressure on it slowly faded, and the light and order returned.

The tentacles in his hand turned to powder.

Su Qi got rid of the loss of control and opened his eyes.

……

Tram

"How can you come back from losing control?"

A man's voice.

Only then did Su Qi see that opposite him, there was a man sitting in ordinary clothes, unrecognizable, holding a small traditional "Three Kingdoms" in his hand and reading.

On his wrist, he wears a quaint magatama bracelet.

Magatama is as clear as amber, and there are three Chinese characters embedded in the official book, which is humble.

……

Su Qi saw the bracelet, and his pupils shrank.

"You're Heshi?!"

He Shi did not answer Su Qi's words, but looked at Su Qi up and down and said

"If you can come back from the loss of control, you have the potential to come into contact with the knowledge of God and become a transcendent person, do I kill you now, or do I ......"

He's fingers tapped on the cover of "Three Kingdoms" in his hand, as if he was considering.

Su Qi's throat seemed to be choked, and he could only look straight at He's, wanting to speak but couldn't make a sound.

Behind Heshi, outside the tram window, ancient tombs flew by, and after a while, Heshi spoke.

"Forget it, it's useless to kill you or not, keep you, and give the old woman who plays with blood fairy insects to relieve her boredom."

He's voice fell, and the lights in the train went dark.

When the lights came on again, the seat in front of Su Qi was empty, and the people of the He clan were gone.

……。