Chapter 4208

That evening, Schiller met Reed in the tavern again. Reed seemed very excited and said: "The United Nations has passed my plan, even that most difficult Tony Stark has affirmed my technical level, I must have a drink to celebrate. Hahahaha!"

Schiller poured him a drink and then said: "I talked to Tony, in fact, he still has doubts. And this is exactly what I want to ask you."

"Ask away." Reed said, "I have answered all of Stark's technical questions, he can't pick out any more faults."

"It's not about the technical aspect." Schiller also poured himself a drink, sat opposite Reed, and then said, "What I'm more worried about are social and ethical issues."

"Oh, right, you're a psychologist." Reed shrugged and said.

"Aren't you worried about the technology being stolen?"

As soon as this question came out, Reed was bewildered. He blinked, looked at Schiller and said: "What do you mean by being stolen? Do you mean being stolen?"

"You should learn more grammar." Schiller said helplessly, "Yes, that's what I mean."

The expression on Reed's face changed very wonderfully. He gestured in the air for a long time and finally said: "Why don't you worry about 1+1=2 being stolen?"

"What?"

"Have you studied mathematics?"

"In front of you, I dare not say I have studied mathematics." Schiller shook his head and said, "I can only say I have heard of it."

"Alright, then you always know that there are many theorems in mathematics, right? There are many formulas. You always know trigonometric functions, right?"

"I do know a little about that."

"Do you know the application of trigonometric functions?"

"Uh, what aspect are you referring to?"

"All aspects." Reed said, "Essentially, these formulas are the embodiment of cosmic constants. It is because 1+1=2 that trigonometric functions can exist. If 1+1 no longer equals 2, our existing mathematics would completely collapse."

Schiller nodded; he could understand that.

Reed was obviously racking his brains to explain this problem in a more popular way, and he said: "The technology we researched doesn't actually exist; it's part of mathematics, just like 1+1=2 and trigonometric functions. It can be understood and learned, and it can also be researched and applied, but no one can steal it."

"In fact, after applying the antimatter universe wormhole in the last war, I published the corresponding formulas and data. But obviously, no one cares except mathematicians. No one will steal this kind of thing."

"I seem to understand a little." Schiller said, "This is a kind of knowledge, not some blueprints that exist concretely."

"Blueprints of course also exist, but that is the result, not the origin. The origin of all mathematical problems in this world is 1+1=2. We know, and the three major empires know too. Then why can't they do anything about my wormhole?"

"I was just about to ask. Since you have already published the formulas and data, why do they still want to interfere with portals in the most traditional way, instead of doing something in response to your channel?"

"Because they can't do it." Reed spread his hands and said, "Everyone in this world knows 1+1=2, but how many mathematicians are there? Mathematics is something that requires inspiration. You will suddenly understand the way the universe works at a certain moment."

"So you understood, and they didn't."

"Yes, but that's just the most basic step. I understood the way the universe works when I was 6 years old." Reed waved his hand and said, "Understanding is just the first step, then you need to observe..."

"Is observation after understanding?"

"Yes. If you don't understand, you can't observe; to be precise, you can't observe the universe from the correct perspective. And only when you understand certain things and find that perspective can you learn more. Then you need to learn."

"But you have already understood."

"Yes, so what needs to be learned is not those most basic things, but higher-level ones. I call this 'Creator Knowledge'; simply put, it's researching how to be a Creator."

Schiller was full of question marks. Others want to be Lucifer's students, but you want to be Lucifer's dad.

"Every discipline is like this." Reed said very naturally, "Understanding, observation, and learning are not the end points; the end point is of course application. Isn't everything you strive for ultimately for application?"

"That's undeniable." Schiller said, "But it still sounds a bit crazy."

"In short, when you start researching how to compile this universe, you are constantly approaching God, walking on the same path as the Creator. Everyone walking on this path has different postures and directions. I, Doom, or Stark, we are all humans, but our routes are completely different."

"What about the three major empires?"

"They are walking in the wrong direction."

Schiller looked at him with some doubt again, Reed thought for a while and then said: "I can only be sure that the Supreme Intelligence is definitely walking in the wrong direction."

"Can you be specific?"

"Now there is a room, and there is a treasure chest in the room. Everyone wants to get this treasure chest, so they will take various methods. Some look for keys, some want to pick the lock, and some just smash the wall directly. These are all fine."

"Then what about the Supreme Intelligence?"

"He took a key and walked away without looking back."

This metaphor is very vivid, Schiller understood it almost immediately; what the Supreme Intelligence pursues is a path closer to the source power. Whether it is emotion or social structure, it is not the treasure itself, but the key needed to open that room. Not the end, but the beginning.

It cannot be denied that when you get the key, you will find it easier to open that door. However, how big the room is, where the treasure chest is, and whether all the treasure hunters can really touch the treasure chest are all unknown and need to be explored constantly.

But the Supreme Intelligence chose to take the key and leave; he thought the key itself was the treasure, so he would only get further and further away from the room with the treasure.

"Let's go back to the channel technology issue." Reed said, "The theory used by this technology is part of Creator Knowledge; you can also call it cosmic structure study, or cosmic compilation study. If you take the position of this technology as the end point, then the initial understanding of cosmic constants is probably far at the other end of the galaxy, and there are too many steps to cross in the middle."

"How many people can understand?" Schiller asked.

"If it's just at the level of understanding, there are quite a few people." Reed thought for a while and said, "Besides me, Doctor Doom, and Iron Man, people like Franklin, Scarlet Witch, little Thomas, and that guy named David, they can actually understand. They come with keys. Of course, some carry hammers, and some carry excavators."

"Then what about these steps later?"

"Only three." Reed tapped the table gently and said, "Me, Stark, and Doom."

"Doesn't Strange count? Or is it because he's a mage?"

Reed shook his head and said: "Technology and magic are the same; there is no difference. Strange doesn't count because he has no interest in the Creator. He doesn't want to compile the universe, nor does he research this aspect. If you have to say it, he can understand and observe, but he doesn't learn, let alone try to apply it. Doom revealed to me privately that the Sorcerer Supreme thinks this is evil."

"So that's how it is." Schiller said.

"Actually, I can understand him. We are so presumptuously researching knowledge related to the Creator, betting that the Creator doesn't care. But whether the Creator cares or not, no one knows."

"I think whether he cares or not depends on how you are researching. One day if you really blow a hole in his house, he will definitely care."

"Let's not talk about this." Reed said, "If it's really as you said, someone can steal this technology, then we should be happy. After all, if they have this ability, they can erase all humans, and they can bring all humans back. It's not a big problem."

"But how to make him bring all humans back? What if he is a very evil person and just wants to destroy humans?"

"Then you punch him." Reed said, "He can't erase you, you just rush over and beat him up, forcing him to restore all humans, wouldn't that work?"

Schiller was speechless, he said: "Are you sure?"

"Of course. I knew you the first day you came here." Reed said something shocking, "I witnessed you compiling the universe from low Earth orbit, and then appearing in New York."

Schiller was in a cold sweat, because he suddenly realized that at that time, Stark was not mature enough and was trapped by anxiety, not exerting his full potential; Strange wasn't even a mage yet, just a surgeon.

But Reed Richards, this man known as the smartest person in the universe, was already a complete entity at that time.

If it was really as he said, that he understood the whole universe when he was 6 years old, and had already started observing and learning, and might have even started compiling, then the action of himself crossing over absolutely couldn't have been hidden from his eyes.

Who knew, Reed opened his mouth again and said something inexplicable: "The color of this capsule is a bit like a Poké Ball."

Schiller stared at him without blinking.

"You saw the medicine on the table when you landed, the capsule was red on top and white on the bottom, which reminded you of something called a Poké Ball. I don't know what that is, but I think since I want to pay attention to your movements, it's better to find something that makes you feel familiar."

"Pikachu??!!!"

Reed nodded and said: "Actually, I don't have mind reading, I can just observe the process of you compiling the universe, and your thoughts are included in it. But because the compilation process was too short, I didn't have time to capture too many thoughts, and after you thought of the Poké Ball, that yellow rat appeared in your brain."

Schiller couldn't help but cover his eyes. "But you... I mean... since you haven't seen my memory, how could it be so restored?"

"It wasn't restored by me." Reed said, "It was you yourself. To be precise, I perfected your compilation. After you stopped, that power didn't withdraw immediately, so I wrote a program, and it was really executed."

Schiller understood now. This is a programmer meeting a hacker. Wait, it seems like I am the hacker.

So the process back then was probably: the Superego used the system energy left by Anatoly to compile the single universe he was in. But Reed Richards at that time was already a complete entity, this compilation action was observed by him, so he made some slight adjustments, and concretized the series of associations Schiller had when he saw the capsule in the room into reality.

And he now understands better how the Superego created an identity for him back then. According to Reed's theory, this is actually a kind of cosmic compilation technology, which changes virtuality into reality by directly modifying cosmic data.

And obviously, Reed Richards is much more brilliant than he appears; the Superego was likely discovered by him the moment he took action, and the speed of the Superego's compilation couldn't keep up with the speed of Reed's decryption, so in the end, part of the power was used by him to create Pikachu.