Is it a bald teacher again? In fact, there were many clues before, all of which vaguely pointed to him. Including during the Chinese New Year, I found a hair growth secret from the dog food distribution center. And when Sain peeked at the church in the middle of the night with a crystal ball for copulation, he also saw a few bald heads and so on.

And this time, the project that the bald teacher applied for, the study of the turtle project, is really similar to the theory of the pseudo-saint. It's hard to believe that the two have nothing to do with each other.

But there is no conclusive evidence at present, there is more than one bald man in the world, and there is no bald teacher in the list of priests' confessions. In the absence of evidence, even if Kevin has special authority, he cannot directly arrest a professor from a top university. What's more, the authority itself was also given by the principal, and it was obviously impossible to play tricks in the school with this authority.

But even if you can't catch it, there are other ways. You can always make an appointment to talk, right?

"The more bald teacher said that I was very interested in his project. We'll talk about it when we get a chance. Kevin said casually to the student.

The student nods, of course, and then leaves with the book.

It then continued as planned, with the library temporarily open for two hours for students and then closed. Alone, I began to meditate, my eyes swept gently over the shelves, hoping that the huge number of books here would give me some inspiration.

First of all, a few basic concepts are identified, and it is impossible to convince the pseudo-saints that it is impossible to try to use scientific data and such a thing. The more she tries to steer the conversation to the hardcore, the less she is her opponent.

It is also impossible to try to cut in from an emotional or emotional point of view, and in her eyes feelings are even meaningless things. And when it comes to imagination, he is far from being an opponent. A person who has been persistent for more than 100 years, alone in prison, tirelessly does things that ordinary people cannot understand.

I thought it might be because I had nothing to do in prison, so I started researching this. But after many contacts, Kevin felt that it was because she was too paranoid that she couldn't be released from prison.

In the face of such people, the sophistry techniques that bards are good at stealing concepts, or pulling out a few famous quotes, quick thinking switches, or even personal attacks are meaningless. No matter how long the sentence is, no matter how sharp the rhetorical question is, it is a waste of lips and tongue. Even if she was really speechless for a while, deep down she wouldn't agree.

It is necessary to truly surpass the other party in great wisdom and be able to make her feel it in order to win. This requires eloquence in the true sense of the word.

What does great wisdom need? A longer-term vision, a grander perspective, and a clearer analysis are more long-term than those of a false saint. She deduced that humans would need to evolve on their own, and I needed to deduce what might happen after evolution. It is no longer measured in hundred-year units, but in thousand-year-old years, ten-thousand-year, or even billion-dollar years.

It's okay to go completely beyond your own scientific knowledge, just think about it from a philosophical point of view. It doesn't matter if the persuasion fails, only the sophist will worry that his skills will be seen through by the other party, the eloquent person has no skills, if he loses, then go back and think about it, and come back after thinking about it.

Walking out of the school, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and I contacted Sain and Little Spoon and others through the parrot, and learned that everything was going well over there. The people who should be arrested have been arrested, and they are currently under intense interrogation, and as long as more names are revealed, the scope will be expanded and arrested.

But Start hadn't come yet, and the man was probably reluctant and procrastinating. But there aren't many places where he can be used at the moment, so don't take it too seriously.

Kevin walked directly into the teleportation array and went to the prison again. Speaking of which, it is still a little dangerous for Kevin to act alone, after all, there are still killers staring. But there is always a risk in going out, and I am already armed with a sword on duty, and I am embarrassed to call someone to protect me. Pay more attention to yourself.

The white light flashes, and Kevin steps safely into the prison. The prison guards had already been acquainted with him, and they didn't even bother to greet him, just waved his hand to signal him to enter.

Kevin nodded to the guards and walked straight to the underground cell. It's still a long staircase, a faint fragrance, and at the end there's still a girl, writing and painting at the desk seriously.

"You're here again?" the pseudo-saint didn't raise her head.

"yes. Kevin sat down in front of her, leaning forward slightly to see what she was writing, but after a moment he could only shake his head. I still can't understand it.

"In nearly a hundred years, you're probably the last one to try to convince me," the pseudo-saint smiled, "I hope something new." ”

"Not so honored," Kevin smiled, and then spoke slowly, "Then I'll tell you a story." ”

"Do you know the story of "The Demon King"? This is a story about the Demon King who is too bored because he is eternally invincible, and begins to look for all kinds of fun, and in the end it is just an open ending. However, in the countless pleasures of the Demon King, there is no such behavior as transforming human beings. ”

"Maybe it was the lack of imagination of the author at that time, so I will fill in this paragraph for him today. Kevin adjusted his seat, his right hand slightly raised, revealing a bard-standard smile.

"That should be after the Demon King has become completely invincible and has begun to set up a level for humans. The Demon King felt the weakness of human beings and began to launch a human transformation plan, starting with five women with brains. ”

The pseudo-saint smiled, lowered her head and continued to write and draw, without saying anything.

"If you look closely, you can see that in addition to the reproductive system, the digestive system can also be eliminated as a whole. With the current technology, light spells can directly inject holy water into blood vessels to sustain life. The stomach and intestines are not needed, a large piece of it can be dug out and put into the brain, and under the extreme research, there can be a woman with seven brains, or even eight or nine. ”

The pseudo-saint finally raised her head slightly.

Kevin goes on to say, "This was just the case with the human form, but the art and aesthetic was soon replaced by a more powerful science. It is still difficult to recreate a more perfect body, and it may take a long time to practice and test it. It is obviously most convenient to use the natural body that has evolved directly from nature. ”

The burly bodies of the minotaurs are far larger than those of humans, and there are enough of them as experimental materials, and if you stuff brains in their bodies, it will not be a problem to stuff ten or twenty of them. That year, various other races waged war against the Minotaurs. ”

"The war may be unprecedented, but in essence, it doesn't mean much. Because no matter who wins or loses, the only people left are the Minotaurs. ”

False Saint: "......"

"Each minotaur has a dozen or twenty brains stuffed into his body, and the individual's magical ability is greatly enhanced, but it will inevitably lead to a large number of social problems. What these problems are, we can hardly imagine, but I believe that time will heal. Maybe ten or twenty years, or a hundred or two hundred years. Eventually, a relatively stable new Minotaur society was formed. ”

"But is this the end? Apparently not," Kevin asked himself, "the Minotaur is not the largest in nature, but there are so many of them that it becomes an optional type." But with the development of the times, other large animals or magical beasts will inevitably become the next target. ”

"Skipping intermediate screening tests and so on can take hundreds or thousands of years of exploration and research. But the ultimate goal is predictable, and that is the dragon. The extremely strong bodies of the red dragon, the blue dragon and the black dragon, if they are hollowed out, they may be able to stuff hundreds or thousands of brains. ”

"Of course, the number of dragons is not large, assuming that humans have not been able to solve the problem of mass reproduction of dragons, then it is obviously not enough to replace the minotaurs with all the dragons' bodies. However, we still have space spells!"

"Some brains can learn spatial spells on their own, and they are N times stronger than spatial rings. With space spells, open up the space in the dragon's body, and set up miniature portals in the body, and blood vessels and nerves directly connect with each other through the portal. Assuming that a dragon can only put a hundred brains in its body, let's pick a hundred brains that know space spells and put them in first. ”

"Suppose that every brain that knows space magic can only carve out the size of a classroom. A classroom is about 50 square meters, and no matter how big a brain is, it is only 20cm by 20cm by 20cm. Even if a classroom is tiled, it's enough to lay 2,500 brains, and if you count the height of about 3 meters, that's more. ”

"But we can't predict the specific link, maybe the nerves and blood vessels will take up a lot of space, maybe there will be a heat sink in between. But no matter how you calculate, multiplying the tiles by ten, 25,000 brains in a classroom should be more than enough. Then by analogy, 100 spaces is 100 multiplied by 25,000. In other words, there are enough brains in a giant dragon to fit 2.5 million brains. ”

False Saint: "......"

"In fact, every brain that has learned a space spell usually opens up more space, and a dragon should be able to fit more brains into its body. Therefore, there will be far more than 2.5 million dragons per dragon by then. ”

"But is this the end?" Kevin waved his hand, "space spells will improve, biotechnology will improve, and the ability to integrate will get stronger and stronger." Our calculations are based on a bare minimum of imagination, and in fact I'm almost certain if technology does get to this point. A giant dragon probably has at least tens of millions of brains in its body. ”

"Pushing down from this angle, the ending is obvious. Eventually, it will inevitably become one, and we can't imagine what the final creature will be like, maybe it's still a dragon, maybe it's a synth beast, maybe it's a strange beast. But what is certain is that billions of brains are integrated in his body, and the entire civilization has evolved into a single individual. Its strength will be unprecedented, and it is unimaginable. ”

The pseudo-saint nodded slightly: "Perhaps, this is the final result of the evolution of civilization." ”

"Perhaps," Kevin replied, "but I'm still telling stories, and there's our Demon King in them." There is no doubt that the brain of the demon king must be the mastermind, and it occupies an absolute dominance among these billions of brains. What they will do, or what he will do, is hard for us to imagine. But one thing is for sure, whatever he does, as long as it lasts long enough, is bound to be boring!"

"The Demon King is an extremely boring person, and when the ultimate unity of civilization is reached, it is as if the game has reached the final level. What's next? Talk to your hand, talk to your organ, just say that word and feel so boring. ”

In addition, after the ultimate unification of the brain, the vast majority of consciousness will inevitably gradually disappear. This has nothing to do with technology or anything else, when a person doesn't think about anything for a long time, people's intelligence will inevitably get lower and lower, and gradually degenerate. Usually we at least think about what to eat and what to wear. And when someone else's body becomes an organ, or even just a piece of meat, it really doesn't have to think about anything. ”

"Some information from the outside world may be transmitted through the sensory organs, maybe there may be a delay, or maybe not. But so what? All orders are controlled by the mastermind, and the only thing you need to give back to is at most the part of the problem you encounter. For example, if there is less blood supply here, dizziness and so on, these can transmit a nerve message, and even words are not needed. ”

"Most brains will degenerate into an ordinary organ that provides magical power, and only a few brains with strong willpower, or brains with extremely prominent brains, will waste their time in constant self-amusement. Whether civilization evolves or degenerates after all, who knows. ”

"But no matter how evolutionary it is, the Demon King will eventually be bored. Once the game has been fully played, if you don't want to delete the game, you can only start a new round. What we can expect is that the Demon King will distract the brains in his body and make them become human again, re-establish society, and start from scratch. ”

"This is what will be divided for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time. Kevin concluded.

False Saint: "......"

"In trillions of trillion years, this will eventually go through countless divisions and mergers. There are roughly two endings, one of which is that the Demon King is finally too boring, deletes the game, and the civilization is extinct. Second, the demon king himself is divided and combined, which may lead to mistakes. As long as there is a possibility of a mistake and it is long enough, then the mistake will eventually happen. ”

"Imagine the ending, at a certain split, the demon king finally used too much force, and finally dispersed his body into cell levels, or even smaller. The demon king perished, and civilization can only start from cells and evolve gradually, and after thousands of years, it has become a new intelligent race, and here we discuss the division and integration. ”

False Saint: "......"

Kevin: "......"

The two were silent for a long time, and neither of them spoke again. Kevin carefully observed the pseudo-saint's face, and felt that she was indeed shocked. But it is not realistic to want to dissolve her century-old attachment in an instant. Everything that needs to be said has been said, and Kevin has nothing to say, she knows more about reasoning than herself.

After a long time, Kevin stood up. He bowed slightly to her and thanked an audience member who was willing to listen to his nonsense.

Then he turned away and walked slowly up the steps. The pseudo-saint watched Kevin leave, then lay on the ground, staring at the ceiling of the prison in a daze.