An archon who doesn't love killing, doesn't like blood, and doesn't like to torture people, but the shock it brings to people is no less than any murderous S-class moderator.

Ye Sheng is too normal, at his level, too normal, but even more unfathomable.

Ye Sheng threw the story pen up, let it disappear into the fog for a while, and walked towards the center of the city with long legs.

Jeremiah's resident was only heresy in the fourth section. The [information barrier] of the human world makes the heretics in the fourth section only think of Jeremiah as their home. Among them, except for the android robots, everything else is difficult to disguise.

Ye Sheng observed them and found that in the virtual world, they have all kinds of appearances. The data is varied and bizarre.

Heretics log in to Jerichmir, they don't have to be as troublesome as humans, they only need to separate a small wisp of supernatural value connection network cable, and they can go online.

But heresies in sections 5, 6, and 7 will only be logged in under special circumstances. On the eve of the resurrection, even though Jeremiel was more lively than usual, Ye Sheng did not see a heresy in the city.

It seems that in the empire, the territory of each section is clearly defined.

He needed a map.

Turing said: "It's all heresy in the fourth section, and we can't do it on the streets, and we need to find some other way to get clues." ”

Ye Sheng reminded him, "We can't use abilities. ”

Turing: "Hmm. Ye Sheng, do you know that robots can also dream? ”

Ye Sheng raised his eyebrows lightly.

Turing exhaled deeply: "The low-level heresy of the fourth edition was born in the sand, and every thought is a stream of information that can be captured. We can get all the information about Jeremiah from a heretical dream. After all, life is the reproduction of information, and thinking is the fluctuation of quantum. ”

Ye Sheng: "So now we're going to find an electron heretic immersed in sleep?" ”

Turing nodded, "Hmm." He looked up, stretched out his mechanically modified arm, and groped in the air. Just like he did in Paradise. Turing's glasses and lenses swept through the inextricable blue net, and soon, he closed his eyes and then opened them again, and said to Ye Sheng, "Yes." ”

Ye Sheng: "Let's go." ”

The world is built by ENIAC. ENIAC is picky about urban interfaces, and it is more neat and orderly than humans. So, all the territories that the heretics are divided into are small cells.

Turing took Ye Sheng to the 7th floor of a typical boxy building, stood in front of a door, and it took a while to open the door. Here, it is necessary to reason about the logical chain of heresy in order to enter its data world. However, Turing's mental arithmetic is also world-class.

His brain is the equivalent of a superintelligent being.

"It's opened." Turing said.

At the last moment before Turing held the doorknob and opened the door, Ye Sheng picked up his mobile phone and took a photo of the world inside the door with search.

【Category:ENIAC】

[Ghost Name: Dream Weaver]

[Goblin Level: B Rank]

【Overview: Dream Weaving】

A B-class heretic. After Ye Sheng finished taking the photo, he wanted to turn off the screen directly, but search's reaction was a bit abnormal.

Big Eyes used to fall asleep after work, but this time it was in good spirits. Staring at the evil big eyes, he climbed to the top of the screen of his phone, as if he wanted to jump out to see the sober point.

It seems that Jeremiah really is his hometown.

Ye Sheng pressed back the big-eyed boy who was eager to try, and then turned off the phone.

When he walked in the door, his first feeling was that it was very comfortable. People are very sensitive to temperature and humidity. This B-class heretic [Dream Weaver] is estimated to be an android, and its values are derived from humans. So create a dream environment so that they also adapt well. The gentle breeze is like a slender finger running through the hair, and when it leaves, it is gentle and slow, like the ebb tide of the sea.

The Dream Weaver is in a sweet dream. They breathed softly, lowered their voices, and could not wake Him.

Turing said, "We must not alarm Him." "The world of the Dreamweaver is pure white.

"There are invisible tentacles of data in the air that are trying to tap into our deep consciousness and weave dreams for us," Turing said. We need to be one with it. ”

Ye Sheng: "Then let it weave." ”

By this time, there were no secrets at all that people were not visible. S-class executives, there are too many heresies in the spiritual realm to face. They seldom have a heart, and even if they have secrets, they are not affected by it.

Turing thought for a moment and seriously suggested: "Ye Sheng, it is better for us not to act separately in Yelimir. What dreams have you had before, we can discuss it and see if we can weave the same dream. ”

When Ye Sheng heard this, his expression was a little subtle. Every time he dreamed in his life, he dreamed of his past life. Either I dreamed of Ning Weichen or Ye Kiss, and I dreamed of Butterfly Island.

What he thinks most about is the destruction of Butterfly Island, which Turing can never agree with him.

Seeing his expression, Turing thought about it and chose to talk about himself first.

"I grew up dreaming very little. But when I was a child, I once dreamed that I was in the General Bureau of Unnatural Affairs, and I went out to surf the Internet. ”

Ye Sheng raised his eyes.

Turing laughed at himself.

Turing had good eyesight, and the lenses were just an accessibility function for him, which was not needed in the world of the Dream Weaver, so he simply took it off. When he put on his glasses, the silver mirror chain hung down lightly, and the whole person was cold and cold, just like the first time Ye Sheng saw it in the World Entertainment City Tavern.

But when I take off my glasses, I feel a wonderful sense of relaxation and intimacy.

Probably because Ye Sheng was the CEO in his last life.

Turing didn't have to lead by example in front of him and had the burden of a brother, so he was very frank about it.

"As soon as I was born, I was chosen as Natalia's successor and brought to the General Directorate of the Unnatural Bureau," he said. They have high expectations for me, and accordingly, they are very strict with me. ”

"When I was a kid, time was completely controlled by the General Administration. But Natalia was very nice to me, she said that children don't need to be so tired, so I have two hours a week of free time except for sleeping. ”

"The General Administration does not have any entertainment facilities, and all the electronic equipment in it is top secret, in order to prevent heresy from entering the fourth section, every interface connected to the network has been strictly guarded. ."

"But I really loved playing games when I was a kid. So I once sneaked out with 10 yuan in my hand and went to a black Internet café more than 20 kilometers away from the General Administration to surf the Internet. ”

Turing said this and smiled.

He let the dreamweaver's data tentacles enter his subconscious brain and let it weave this picture. In fact, he went to the Internet café a few times, and was immediately stopped by Butterfly Island. He is a genius in mathematics, like a qualified mathematician, and his favorite games when he was a child should be Sudoku, decryption, and various logical operations.

But he's not, he's just an internet addict teenager when he was a kid. He likes to study the game map, like to write down the cooldown times of all skills, mentally calculate the damage of each person, cover the probability with the number of times, and be invincible. This kind of operation is easy for him, so Turing is invincible in the game. He also likes to listen to other people's praise, and loses himself in the "big god" and "big guy".

Ye Sheng: "Do you like to play games?" ”

"Hmm." Turing nodded and said modestly, "I play any game that is popular on the market now." And it's all pretty good. ”

Ye Sheng: "Haven't you been reported by others?" ”

Turing was confused: "Report what." ”

Ye Sheng wrote lightly: "Open hanging." ”

Turing looked at Ye Sheng as if he was ghostly, then blinked in confusion, held back for a long time, didn't hold back, and said, "Crown princess, you actually joke too." ”

But Turing soon felt that he was making a fuss.

Why wouldn't the crown princess be joking? He had seen it in Paradise.

When Luo Xingyan filed the story king, he also complained to him that the pair of dog men in Huaicheng were annoying.

Maybe Ye Sheng's identity shocked him too much.

He was the one who killed Margaret, he was the one who killed the president of the Animal and Plant Protection Society, and he was the one who played the king of stories when he entered Jeremir.

It made him feel that the chief consul should be meticulous and cold. He couldn't imagine Ye Sheng joking and chatting about some normal people's topics.

…… But now standing in front of him is Ye Sheng.

Ye Sheng has been withdrawn since he was a child, has no playmates, and plays stand-alone games by himself when he is bored. When I first came out of Yinshan, there were a lot of stand-alone games on my mobile phone. At that time, all aspects of his abilities were greatly reduced because of the constraints of [Fetal Clothing], so although Ye Sheng was good at playing games, it was not to the point of being inhuman, and he occasionally hit the wall.

But Turing playing a game, it's no different from opening a hanging, and it's even more terrifying than opening a hanging. It's normal to be reported.

Turing: "I got as many friend requests as I did reports. ”

Since Turing has spoken out about his childhood, Ye Sheng has no intention of hiding it.

"Before I left Yin Mountain, I dreamed about what my college life would be like."

Turing was stunned.

Ye Sheng couldn't remember how he looked when he just came out of Yin Mountain.

The old man was right, killing too many people will make people forget themselves.

When I got the admission letter from Huai'an University, I carried my suitcase and entered the train platform, and even I began to be unfamiliar with myself.

Ye Sheng is real, he once tried to suppress the tyrannical misanthropy in his heart and spend four years of college well.

"Turing, modeled after the university, maybe our dreams can really be woven together. After all, my imaginary university is very ordinary. ”

Turing: "That...... I'll try it. ”

Only by thoroughly integrating one's dreams into the world of the Dreamweaver can one find the Dreamweaver.

Turing closed his eyes and completely opened his mind to let the Dream Weaver in.

What does an average university society look like.

Turing was educated differently from normal society, but he was almost omniscient. Only a small part of the dream can be controlled by humans, and the rest are random, but it's almost enough to create a blueprint.

The clouds of pure white smoke cleared nearby, and Turing heard the sound of pages turning, tables and chairs, and human voices in the sound of the sea flowing through the sand at the ebb tide.

Turing's head hurts a little, and this feeling is like a hangover. He rubbed his temples with a headache, but he was soon stunned.

Because he heard Luo Xingyan scolding vaguely with something in his mouth.

"Why don't you have a game on your phone, Bai Mao, do you sleep with a professional book every day?"

Turing looked up and found Luo Heng and Luo Xingyan sitting in front of him. The three of them are supposed to be in the same dormitory. I went out to surf the Internet all night yesterday, slept all morning in class, and still haven't woken up.

And Luo Xingyan was playing games in class, and his mobile phone was confiscated by the [Heavenly Oracle] principal, so he turned his head and snatched Luo Heng's mobile phone to play. Luo Heng was taking notes on the computer, and was annoyed by his quarrel, stretched out his hand, and wanted to hit someone. Luo Xingyan swished and hugged his mobile phone to escape.

When Turing woke up, the bell rang just in time for the end of class. Luo Xingyan got up with a nod, stuffed a few books into a black schoolbag, and carried it on one shoulder. He tilted his head and wanted to call Turing to come with him and ask for his phone, but Turing's face was in a daze.

The sugar in Luo Xingyan's mouth was accidentally swallowed.

"Turing, are you stupid?"

Turing stood up with his arms propped up, and he found himself sitting in the last row of the lecture hall. There were no traces of mechanical transformation on his body, and his fingers were no longer steel, but human flesh and blood. Turing stared at his hands, unaccustomed to them, and came out of his mind for a while.

On the other hand, Luo Xingyan has already begun to spread rumors to Luo Heng.

"Luo Heng, come and see. Our dormitory manager played games online all night yesterday and put his brain into the water. ”

Luo Heng slowly cleaned up the computer: "Then you give the head of the dormitory an idea, after all, you are more experienced in this area." ”

At this time, Yu Zhengyi ran over from other classrooms and shouted to them: "Have you read the campus announcement?" ”

Turing rubbed his temples desperately, and when he heard the voice of [Chef], he was stunned, raised his head, and his voice was very hoarse: "What a campus announcement." ”

Yu Zhengyi said: "This year's school celebrates, among the outstanding seniors who graduated last year, there are Ye Sheng and Ning Weichen. ”