Chapter Thirty-Three: A Broken Place That Calalon Drops Never Wanted to Know
There is an unsolved cosmic puzzle that is, does "rotten" really exist?
You say a plate of food is rotten, but a creature that feeds on rotting says it's delicious. You say it's a bad song, but the aunts in the square play it energetically. You say it's spam, but some agents say it's a rare tonic.
"It is from your definition of spam that I learn many of the most authentic and undisguised needs and desires of your life form."
Babi Xing's superintelligence "Good Babi β 2" said, "What a certain casino is online, what registration will give you how many yuan." The humanity revealed in these messages is even deeper than what you define as a masterpiece. I don't know if it exists, but I haven't seen it yet. β
It is said that as long as you give enough junk information about the different civilizations of the good Babi β2, it will evolve the ultimate intelligence of the universe.
So, what is rotten? What is splendor?
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"This?" On the Shenyun, Dongmo Tonggong looked at the bunch of results searched on his mobile phone in disbelief, and the titles were all what the hell:
[He used to be a god of songs, until he listened to this song]
[Statement: This song is super bad, please be cautious when you click in, beware of your brain suicide]
[The vastness and diversity of the universe have once again been proved, and there are foreign civilizations that sing such songs]
[Great experiment, when this song is played a billion times in a loop by Babi β2, it actually says this]
Music websites and forums, these comments are simply shocking, and she can't help muttering: "It's over, it's over......"
Not every comment mentions Earth, but she suddenly brushed it up, and the famous music critic Caralon Drip wrote: "Raw lyrics, crude interpretation, almost zero production techniques." Listening to this song is like driving a tricycle into a star in space, but suddenly the star collapses into a black hole, and you fall into the event horizon and start the almost endless rest of your life listening to this song for the rest of your life. What kind of planet could give birth to such a song? I never want to know. β
"It's over." Dong Motong looked at Lin Fang, his face full of murderous energy, "Karalong, I, want, beat, him!" β
The big guys didn't know the situation, so they didn't dare to say anything, and some of them slipped away quietly when they saw that the situation was wrong, and no one paid attention to them anyway.
"So, you're naΓ―ve sometimes." Lin Fang shook his head and said.
The bigwigs were surprised to see that after a few days, Captain Lin showed this evil appearance for the first time, "What is the selling point of stinky tofu, what do you like about it, why did the tofu guy make a fortune, the answer is all, it stinks." β
Yes? Dongmo Tonggong looked at these comments again, his brows moved slightly, as if he had been opened up to the second pulse of Ren Du, "You mean ......"
If something breaks the starry sky, breaks the black hole, and rots out to a new extreme, it may be...... Splendid.
The two looked at each other, comprehended, and suddenly let out a series of terrifying laughter.
The bigwigs thought of Zhang Qing and Sun Erniang for no reason, and they were terrified.
Wuya asked in a loud voice: "Two relatives, is there anything to be happy about?" β
"Earth Farm Repositioning!!" Dongmo Tong Gong shouted, "All we wanted to do was to take the right path (is there?) I want to package the earth propaganda as a paradise. If you go the wrong way, it's not easy to walk this time, the earth is a broken place where birds don't! β
"That's right." Lin Fang said, "The earth is a poor, dilapidated place. β
"Our tourists." Her eyes flashed with a strange light, "They're here to pay for it!" β
Just as the two of them let out another series of laughter, Wei Miao walked into the main bridge, and when he saw their appearance, he exclaimed, "What do you want to do?" β
"Re-advertise." Lin Fang said.
Without further ado, the two immediately put together a new advertisement, allowing Wuya and Bei Bei to post it all over the Internet, especially to Roaming Network.
Are you tired of being too comfortable? Have you lost your love of life? Are you worried that your next generation doesn't know what it means to be "hard"? Do you want them to experience the life of a primitive planet child and learn to empathize?
Good news, good news! The first phase of the Earth Farm Stay (coordinates here) is open for registration.
Have you ever heard of "Two Mother-in-law and One Lang"? A song that makes good Babi β2 say "so bad!! (click here for details). Earth is where it was born, a broken place that Caralon Drops would never want to know (here). The people here live the most primitive and difficult days.
Joining our tours, you will be able to experience a variety of projects with your children, such as moving bricks and building houses, office workers crowding subways and buses, students reading and learning without the assistance of technology, and having the opportunity to chop wood and cook by yourself.
During the opening period, there will be a big discount, 8.8% off all items, and all ingredients will be eaten for a pound and a pound will be given.
It's a hard experience, it's all on earth!
For more information, please contact Mr. Wu Ya (click here)γ
"It's all out." Wuya said happily, "It's really a little tired, and I almost crashed the plane." β
Lin Fang and Dong Mo Tonggong stared at their Ansebo mobile phones for a while, and suddenly, the number of people who roamed the Internet and were "interested in this planet" soared.
Wuya spoke again: "Dear friends, I just received a number of information from the group, do you want to agree?" β
The two were already watching, the phone switched to holographic mode, and a message image scrolled in the air:
"I've been looking for this pristine place for my kids and hopefully I won't be disappointed this time."
"Is there really such a thing as crowding the subway? How much does this project cost? β
"Is there such a lazy, greedy, ignorant primitive man? Do you have a photo program? β
"Wuya, all agree!" Dong Motong bowed and shouted, smiling brightly, "Yes, yes, all of these projects are available!" β
Lin Fang looked at the posture that was finally going to get busy, and hugged the comic book and flashed, "It's time to play your role as a staff officer to the ball commander, um." β
Wei Miao was about to flash people, but was stopped by Dongmo Tong's bow: "Many tourists want to experience the project of chopping wood and cooking rice, Ah Miao, you go to that island with a particularly strong aura to see how the golden rice grows." β
She walked proudly to the porthole and looked out of the bustling city, you guys who drink and eat for nothing, look at it, alien tourists are coming!
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The Pacific Ocean, a small island with a particularly strong aura.
After more than a month, Wei Miao came here again in a whistler airship, but he didn't want to come......
Because there is a terrible image that always looms in his heart, the seed of the "golden rice" grows into a ...... He didn't get off the airship, but he saw the place where the seed was planted in the distance, and immediately took a deep breath.
Is that...... What the?