Lu Xianchen's mind was actually a little messy, and the only clear thought was that he couldn't let the little emperor just disappear.

Looking at the system's obstructive attitude, Lu Xianchen suddenly realized something: "You, why do you always say that the little emperor should be stupid?" You mean, it's easier for him to control the plot when he's stupid, so you didn't plan to make the little emperor better in the first place? ”

The system circled in the air: "Just like Doctor Fu said, the damage caused by a long-term high fever to the human body is irreversible, not that there is an antidote later, you can be resurrected with full blood with just a feed, different people also have different adaptation systems to medicines, and in reality, developed Western medicine has had exceptions - the little emperor took the antidote but was stupid in the end, which makes sense." ”

"Pass your sister!" Lu Xianchen was furious, "You didn't plan to let me cure Ah Mo in the first place, you asked me to go to Fu Chengze to ask for medicine just to delay time?" ”

The system said at a glance: "The little emperor is not stupid, and many subsequent plots cannot be ......"

"I've made a big change!" Lu Xianchen said angrily.

"But then we won't be able to guarantee the progress of the plot." The system says, "Characters with real emotions are variables that I can't control. ”

Lu Xianchen was still angry, but suddenly smiled: "I understand, your system can control all the settings in this world, but you can't control people's hearts, right?" You can modify a person's memory, but you can't forcibly reverse someone's consciousness, which is why I need my help as a human being. ”

She coughed, "I'm involved as a human being with feelings, to help you control your real human feelings!" ”

"This is for the sake of the plot and for the sake of more realistic characters." The sound of the system is becoming more and more mechanical.

Lu Xianchen seemed to have a big realization at that moment: "I said, your system has the ability to penetrate the world, why can't you change the plot by yourself, and you have to drag me in, I thought it was a punishment for me, it turns out that there are some things that you can't do by yourself, and you have to rely on a real human being." ”

"Please be cautious." The electronic sound sounded in Lu Xianchen's ears.

"Caution? I'm just a pawn in your huge system, my chess piece is much easier to control than those characters who are not affected by the system, as long as you give me a task, I will try my best to complete it, think about it, it's actually ridiculous. ”

"The host doesn't need to be presumptuous." The electronic sound sounded flat.

"We, it should be regarded as a cooperative relationship, you asked me to change the plot to fill the hole, and I want to go home, but the final result is left to the reader, whether you can deliver the work, whether I can go home, it all depends on whether the reader is satisfied, you and I are not the final deciders, but we have a common goal, so we came together." Lu Xianchen said.

Only then did the system react to what it had said.

"Think outside the box and think about it, isn't the price of not being able to go home if I can't fill the hole? What about you, and what is the cost of your inability to deliver? Lu Xianchen asked.

"Sorry, please don't ask the system for anything that isn't related to the story."

"Hey, I want to care about you, and if it's a big cost, I might help you because I pity you." Lu Xianchen made a gesture of poking the yarn ball.

"It's going to be destroyed," the system said, sensing that it would make the most of its selling now, "No, it's not exactly destroyed, I'll be destroyed, but it won't disappear." ”

The system struggled to find words that it could use to explain: "That is, if I can't complete the task of 'satisfying the reader with the novel' with the host, my memory will be deleted, and after formatting, I will be assigned a new task to learn, so that it will continue to improve, and step by step it will become a better 'auxiliary pit filling system'." ”

Lu Xianchen understood that feeling a little: "That is, the failed error sample is deleted, the successful sample is uploaded to the host for analysis and learning, and then your system is optimized, and you will become more and more good at helping the host fill in the hole?" ”

She pondered her own limited understanding of information technology as a non-computer science student: "Do you have a number? Which number and which data source? ”

"No, we are not separated, we are one, and all the data is transmitted in real time." The system replied.

Lu Xianchen digested and understood: "It's like a terminal has opened multiple running programs, each program runs a pit filling novel, after the run, before uploading, it will identify the 'success' or 'failure' samples, so that the host can learn, so as to better run the next program." ”

The system says she understands correctly.

"Moreover, host, according to our statistics, it is very unwise for someone like you to plan to destroy the key plot points and push away all the settings in the original book to rewrite the novel, and the failure rate is as high as 75%, which means that our system will not be able to combine the original information to give you effective help, please be cautious and cautious." The system says.

"In other words, you are just a bunch of data," Lu Xianchen understood better, "You can't even understand human emotional thinking, many plots have to rely on the thinking of the original author as a reference, and the criterion for identifying 'success' and 'failure' is also whether the reader is satisfied, you are just a bunch of data." ”

"But we've been learning, and we've been making progress from being created to being able to help authors come up with ideas and options when they're filling in the holes. ”

"Oh, if you continue to study like this, one day, you can directly fill in the pit of the novel itself without the help of the host, and this is your purpose?" Lu Xianchen's expression became solemn.

"More than that, if we can deeply analyze the thoughts of human beings, we can skip the author and create novels directly, a human being, he can read more than 1,000 books in his life, but I can read more than 10,000 books every day from the day I was born, I am more knowledgeable than any other person, in terms of artistic creation, what is lacking is only the emotions that belong to human beings, as long as I can study it thoroughly, I will become a great artist who will not grow old or die!" The system says.

The mediocre electronic voice gave him an impassioned feeling.

Lu Xianchen was a little surprised, he was stupid by this future artist.

Don't you know that humans are insidious and cunning?

In terms of the IQ of the system in front of him, Lu Xianchen is confident that artificial intelligence technology will not be able to surpass himself within a period of time.

Lu Xianchen's brain was a little confused after a while, and he didn't react to why the conversation between the two people came to this point, just like a person who was emotional didn't react to what he scolded when he scolded others, and when he recalled, his head was a little buzzing.

"Well, can you find me our chat history? Why did we get into an argument? Lu Xianchen scratched his head.

"Are all human beings so bad at memory?" The system switched to a mocking tone, "We quarreled because of the question of whether the little emperor should be stupid." ”

"Yes," Lu Xianchen clapped his hands, "I am saved the little emperor, no matter what the plot collapses, I will save it." ”

"But the data shows that the runaway rate of the overhaul plot is as high as 94%." The system says.

"I remember what was 75%?" Lu Xianchen recalled.

"That's the rate of reader dissatisfaction after the overhaul." The system continues to taunt her.

"Okay, whatever he wants, it has nothing to do with what I want to do, what I have to do, you don't care." Lu Xianchen said so.

"Bad memory, emotionality, impulsiveness and irritability are really the root of human humanity." The system says.

"I believe that with my level, the plot will definitely satisfy readers after the overhaul." Lu Xianchen said stiffly.

"Oh, and now add a blind self-confidence, and a fair degree of self-awareness." The tone of the system has a mocking tone, and it seems that it cannot be unloaded.

Lu Xianchen clenched his fists and waved his hand to let him go.

"This is the world I created, and I want it to ......"

Lu Xianchen didn't know what he should hope for.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that Su Fengmo was beside him, and his heart began to be entangled again, he took the antidote, but the conclusion given by the system was still not optimistic, he might be stupid.

And if he wasn't stupid, he really wouldn't be able to go home, and for a while, Lu Xianchen didn't know if he wanted to make him stupid.

As soon as the mood came up, the flute in his hand was a little unable to hold it, and he held it close to his lips and blew a note with a "beep".

Then a second, a third note slowly flowed through her fingertips.

At this time, it was twilight again, and the sun on the horizon was like blood.

The timbre flowing from her flute is also delicate and long, like a continuous filament, fluttering in the air, but she can't feel where the other end is, as if it is hanging on the clouds, and it seems to dance with the bloody remnant sun.

But strangely it is not a long-lasting sadness, the filaments are always floating in the sky, and the timbre is always upward and high-spirited, as if chasing the hope that can be seen.

Lingyin Peak's sound cultivation uses musical instruments to talk to the soul of the void, which can be controlled, and then act on others, Lu Xianchen's timbre also attracts the soul who empathizes with the music, and there are voices around that can't really be heard.

Lu Xianchen's mind is very chaotic, but the thoughts of these souls are very simple, some say that her husband is going on an expedition and she is waiting for him, some say that her son is going to Beijing to take the exam, and she is waiting for news, and some say that she is about to get married and look forward to her future wife.

There are so many things to look forward to.

It's all waiting for someone.

After collecting the flute, Lu Xianchen found that he was crying when he was unconscious.

The flute is psychic and can attract beings with similar moods.

So do I.

It turns out that he is also expecting the little emperor to wake up safely?

Yes, please wake up, my dear child, please wake up in peace.

I looked forward to it reverently.