Chapter 94

A circular light door appeared there, just enough for two people to pass through.

At the edge of the light door, all the light and shadow were infinitely compressed into it, like the boundary of a black hole.

Only to see a man wearing a black robe, wearing a monocle, with black eyes and black hair, smiling as he walked through the illusory light door, entering her office as if it were his own home.

Entering the office with him was March 7th, who had the word "curiosity" written all over her face.

Herta: "..."

The robe swayed with his steps, Bai Xuan stopped his steps and said to Herta:

"Hey, Herta, the days of you going offline at every turn are over, tell me the answer!"

Herta:...

The puppet didn't respond; Herta herself didn't seem to be online.

"Stelle" waved her hand in front of the puppet; she was even more curious now about why Herta ran away as soon as she saw Bai Xuan.

What exactly happened before that made Herta so wary of this person who looked like he had no danger at all?

Could it be that Ms. Herta had also been hurt by love?

Before she could imagine a dog-blood urban romance drama that wouldn't be finished even in a million words.

Bai Xuan had already walked familiarly to the Herta puppet and muttered to himself:

"Automatic response mode?"

The expression of the Herta puppet immediately became rich, even with movements no different from a real person:

"I think this is not important; what is more important is that Yu Qintu once said, 'To be a scholar, one must establish one's will.'"

"Therefore, we must examine this question even more carefully: so-called automatic response, the key is how the response needs to be automatic—"

As soon as the words fell, Bai Xuan snapped his right hand.

"Snap!"

The expression of the Herta puppet immediately became vivid and wonderful, as if saying why was she still here?

She was first slightly stunned, but subsequently had some guesses.

Then she looked at Bai Xuan in front of her and said helplessly:

"You always give me some new tricks every time."

"Also, don't stare at my puppet; are your nostrils very beautiful?"

"Speak, what are you doing by forcing me in this way?"

"And..."

Herta looked at March 7th, who was almost stuck to Bai Xuan.

"I felt your relationship was unusual just now; now it seems so. Why, do you need me to preside over your wedding?"

Bai Xuan immediately scoffed, waved his hand, and said casually:

"You should talk to Stelle about the good things you mentioned first."

"We'll talk about matters related to Aeons in a while."

Herta's mouth opened slightly, trying to ask Bai Xuan to change the topic, but in the end, she didn't dare to say it.

After a brief silence, she pretended she hadn't been forced by Bai Xuan:

"No beating around the bush, Stelle."

"And that one inside!"

"A few colleagues and I are working on a big project; if it succeeds, we can overcome the ultimate problem that has plagued us for thousands of Amber Eras: the mystery of 'Aeons'."

"'Aeons'—think about it, what magical existences! Some Aeons were once like you and me, ordinary humans, but somehow, they obtained power beyond our imagination!"

"How were they born? Why were they born? What were they born for? I ask you, Stelle... have you thought about these questions?"

"Stelle" was silent for a moment, thinking of what Bai Xuan told her, that the ultimate answer of the universe was concentrated in one number:

"42!"

Bai Xuan didn't look at the puppet on the side, but looked at March 7th and explained to her patiently:

"This actually has several hypotheses."

"You can simply correspond them to discovery and invention."

"One is that countless 'Paths' already existed when the world was born, and 'Aeons' are nothing more than individuals who happened to walk to the limit on that path."

"Another is that the world originally had no talk of paths, and 'Aeons' practiced a certain philosophy with their own will, and this philosophy eventually sublimated into a certain 'Path'."

"But I'm very curious, among so many 'Aeons,' isn't there one who was a philosopher?"

"Of course, there is another hypothesis, called the Turkey-Farmer Hypothesis..."

As soon as Bai Xuan opened his mouth, he talked endlessly, attracting "Stelle's" attention completely.

Herta felt helpless; Bai Xuan's ability to diverge his thinking was sometimes very terrifying, often able to diverge boundlessly.

And when she didn't want to sit down and listen to him waste time, he would use his sandbag-sized fist to force her to sit down obediently.

Many of his viewpoints were quite rebellious, so she gave the other party a nickname.

Herta calmed her mood and said:

"Please, Mr. God-Slayer, don't speak."

"Stelle," hearing the title hanging on Bai Xuan, immediately became interested.

This nickname is cool!

"Can I also have such a title?"

March 7th thought for a while:

"Galaxy Baseball Bat Hero?"

"Stelle's" mouth twitched, and she didn't accept this proposal.

Bai Xuan immediately gave his own idea:

"God-Dismemberer, the person who dismembers gods."

"God-Eater, the person who devours gods."

Herta: "..."

Why did she get involved with Bai Xuan in the first place, why did she think of studying his body, why did she think that as long as the main body didn't show up, nothing would happen...

In short, she was very regretful now.

Herta continued with a numb expression:

"Stelle, titles are ultimately fake... let's continue to talk about business."

"Four geniuses from the club jointly wrote a program; see that big machine? There is a universe inside: it is just like the world we are in, only more simplified, more customized..."

"That is the 'Simulated Universe'; go experience it once now. I will guide you in the 'Simulated Universe,' ensuring you won't have any losses! I will also pay you a large reward."

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