Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 438 "I Think" School

Ethan gradually adapted to the changes brought about by data and characters.

This is a place where there is nothing but information, no emotions, no hunger, no smells—these innate human traits have been transformed into various characters and codes, reconstructed and interpreted from the perspective of the God of Truth. It records events before the arrival of the First Age and contains almost endless knowledge and experiences.

The only problem is that the search engine is so bad that it's difficult for a newcomer like Ethan to find the information he needs.

So, deciphering this ubiquitous code became his next task.

As the God of Truth said, they still had plenty of time. That night, Ethan found the feeling of working overtime at the company, even though those memories were likely fabricated.

A computer, a cup of coffee, and an all-nighter.

In the eyes of the God of Truth, this is a completely illogical and inexplicable act.

He noticed the uncontrolled, anomalous codes that had coalesced into chairs and tables, resembling a small, private office space in a large company. Next came computer cases, mice, keyboards, and computers. After setting everything up, the intruder even prepared a cup of coffee for himself.

He could understand the meaning of these codes existing individually, but each of them seemed so strange here.

Coffee has no temperature, no taste, and certainly no effect of making people awake or excited. It exists only as a concept, like words written on a blank sheet of paper. The same is true for computers, chairs, and keyboards. Ethan cannot actually turn on the computer screen and connect to the internet.

This world, the archive it created, doesn't need the internet at all.

But this was enough to make Him wary.

Because this intruder, within ten minutes of arriving here, was able to bypass His permission, retrieve some codes, and infect them.

This was undoubtedly the most serious viral invasion He had encountered in the past thousand years, an influence that even the Old Gods did not possess. Clearly, Ethan was hiding some secrets that He did not know.

This put the God of Truth in a deep dilemma.

On one hand, His thirst for knowledge drove Him to unravel the secrets of Ethan and see through this being who was close to the Old Gods in terms of power, yet seemed to be something else entirely. On the other hand, the "firewall" had already issued a warning that if this virus were allowed to continue, the entire database could be contaminated.

In fact, Ethan's search of the information database of the Old God Bazartos had already revealed cognitive-level contamination.

With the emergence of nonsensical terms like "Old Ba" and "Bazi," the perception of the Old Gods' identities began to deviate.

Could Bazatos be a professor?
He taught a course on "Introduction to Art" somewhere.

The content retrieved also quietly seeped into His information database, filling and completing many unknown boundaries. The bad thing is that these few simple names and the inclusion of a piece of information will immediately affect thousands of speculative results, just like dropping a drop of ink into clear water, after which they can never be separated.

He could not stop the process of the database being contaminated.

Because no one had ever been here before, and it was impossible for anyone else to have entered new data into His database!
After He completed His transformation, even when facing the most devout believers, He had to learn the methods the Old Gods used to meet them, in order to avoid overwhelming their minds with endless information and knowledge.

These brief ten minutes have already brought about extremely serious consequences, and all the information encoded by the virus has vaguely deduced a new direction.

The possibility of communicating with the Old Gods.

Furthermore, the Old Gods may also possess "human" thoughts and emotions.

This completely deviates from the original conclusion. In the original reasoning, the Old Gods were completely chaotic and disordered beings. They were projections of certain thoughts and emotions of living beings, products of those "ideas" expanding to their limits without restraint. Because in their original information framework, human thoughts and desires were already infinitely expanding.

In the eyes of "God", thoughts and desires are far more important than the human race.

But if, at a time and place unknown to Him, Bazartos became a professor and even offered courses to humans, then most of His past knowledge and conclusions about the Old Gods would be overturned.

The ubiquitous coding pulsed more and more violently, and the whole world began to tremble.

The virus set His mind on a civil war.

Ethan brought new possibilities, and He could see their significant value, so significant that His mind and the firewall began to clash.

"What are you doing?"

Ultimately, the intense internal conflict culminated in a single question.

The God of Truth was surprised to find that Ethan had actually "turned on" the computer, even though He still did not understand the meaning of these actions.

"Learning foreign languages... and programming."

Ethan was also going through a brainstorming session, and he wasn't in much better shape. To him, the ubiquitous coding was like a foreign language with a vast vocabulary, and he unfortunately became the unlucky programmer—he got a cup of coffee and the corresponding office equipment, but he didn't actually know how he did it.

It's like a programmer facing a string of code that they don't understand but can still run normally.

His attempts were not always successful.

When he tried to make another box of pizza, potstickers, and xiaolongbao, he failed every time.

For working people, this is the most difficult moment, much more difficult than facing the boss and engaging in a thrilling battle. When you have no idea why you succeed or why you fail, every attempt you make next may take an unpredictable turn.

But Ethan felt it wasn't entirely his fault; at least he had searched for beginner guides, yet the god of truth hadn't even left him a "C++ Introductory Course."

And you can't drink this coffee.

The codes entered his body and then flowed out of the gaps onto the ground, which looked quite bizarre.

The pristine white floor was stained with a small patch of black from the coffee code, making him feel that perhaps soon an angry cleaning lady would appear and beat him with a broom.

But at least the computer screen lit up, displaying an operating system he had never seen before in his life.

Ethan's answer left the God of Truth speechless for a long time.

An impeccable answer, because if He were entering an unfamiliar place, He would also first observe and learn.

"I have a question."

Ethan stared blankly at the light from the computer screen for a moment, but finally decided to ask a question.

He actually has many problems, but for now, we can only deal with them one by one.

He knew that if a new employee kept asking questions after arriving at the company, they would likely be seen as a troublemaker by their seniors and given a hard time, and they might not even be allowed to eat lunch with them in the staff cafeteria.

Why does this computer screen light up?

He was referring to "brightness" in a physical sense, not to a code that was layered on top of the existing code to annotate "glowing".

The coded surface that made up the computer screen emitted fluorescence, which converged on the computer screen to form an operating system he had never seen before.

Possessing endless knowledge and experience, the God of Truth, who claimed to be omniscient and omnipotent in this space, was stumped for the first time.

Yes, why does the computer screen light up?

He originally wanted to ask Ethan, but the other party preempted him.

He recognized the coded symbols that made up the monitor and computer components, but these fluorescent lights were not products of this space. Silence tormented Ethan—his worst fears had come true.

Arriving at a new company and inexplicably experiencing passive-aggressive behavior from senior colleagues is a major blow to any new employee.

He felt that the God of Truth had inflicted 126 points of shadow damage on his mind.

Ethan stopped asking questions and decided to rely on himself.

First, why did coffee, the desk, and the computer succeed, while the late-night snack and the 5090TI failed afterward?

What exactly is the difference between these two?
Ethan stared at the lit-up computer screen, lost in thought.

First of all, he is a self-aware young man. It is impossible for him to be so arrogant as to think that he has mastered the thousands of years of accumulation and experience of the "senior" God of Truth. Upon closer examination, he and the God of Truth were never on the same path from the very beginning.

This is more like a clash between the "I think" school of thought and the rigorous information computing school of thought.

Suddenly, an arc of electricity flashed through Ethan's brain, startling the God of Truth who was secretly observing.

Because it wasn't a metaphor; there really was an arc of electricity that passed through the coded gaps that made up Ethan's head, making it look like he'd been shot in the head.

Once again, something that doesn't belong in this temple of knowledge has appeared.

"I see!"

Ethan discerned the difference between the two.

During his first attempt, he didn't think much about it. He only vaguely imagined an office scene in his mind. He needed a desk, a computer, and a cup of coffee to keep him awake. Their existence was taken for granted. But when he tried a second time with questions in mind, attempting to understand the reasons behind the existence of these components, all his attempts failed.

There was no pizza, no xiaolongbao, and no 5090TI.

It wasn't because they didn't belong in the office, but because he betrayed the "I think" school of thought the moment he tried to decipher its principles.

In the realm of interpreting the world through theory and cognition, no one can surpass the God of Truth—not even the Old Gods!

Thinking of this, Ethan looked at the computer with some excitement.

Realizing he had gone astray, he immediately adjusted his thinking and got back on track.

Why did he want to understand why coffee and computers came into being?

Why did he want to understand why computer screens emit light?

This is a question that the God of Truth needs to consider.

Ethan's gaze returned to the computer; what he needed wasn't learning, but rather the idea of ​​what was right and proper.

As an office worker, he already has a desk, computer, and coffee. What does he need to do next?
The fluorescence attached to the code changed once again, and the icon of a new file appeared on the unfamiliar operating system. This was the "I think" school's response to him.

That's the video icon, with a captivating title:

Bazatos.avi

Ethan: ...

God of Truth: ...

"Don't worry, this is just a normal educational video."

Ethan felt it necessary to defend his innocence. He thought the "I think" style was all-powerful, but it also had some fatal flaws, such as the fact that such titles generated without thinking could easily cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

Ethan felt that in this era of frequent false accusations, this could very well become "evidence" used to report him.

Ethan, who had a clear conscience, clicked on the video in front of the God of Truth in order to prove his innocence.

All he was thinking about just now was his work; heaven and earth bear witness. His goal was to retrieve knowledge about Old Man Buffett and even the entire Old God system from the information database.

The computer screen changed very quickly.

Instead of the expected eerie and bloody scenes, what appeared on the screen was a woman with seven eyes, and her long dress formed from fleshy buds had a unique artistic feel.

"I am Bazatos, your voice navigation assistant."

A friendly voice came from the computer screen, and she tilted her head at the right moment, showing a gentle smile to Ethan and the God of Truth.

You simply cannot believe that the little assistant on the screen has destroyed 67 dimensions!
The little assistant on the screen, Bazartos, also thoughtfully provides users with options:

"Flesh and Blood and the Path of Evolution", "Entry for the 'Introduction to Art' Course", "Bazatos Legendary Pictures", "Contact Us!"

"What exactly did you do to my database!?"

The angry questioning seemed to tear the heavens and earth apart. The God of Truth looked at the smiling seven-eyed woman on the screen and finally understood just how serious the damage the virus had done to the database had been.

The next moment, all the flowing codes converged into a gigantic sphere that blotted out the sky and hovered above Ethan's head.

The wrath of the God of Truth is about to fall like a planet!

"Calm down!"

Ethan felt that being hit on the head by a planet was a small matter, but being seen as a pervert by others was a big one!
"Look, you look first!"

Ethan clicked the mouse rapidly, clicking "Flesh and Blood and the Path of Evolution" several times in a row.

The assistant thought it was easy to explain: recently, many science popularization websites have designed unique cartoon characters to cater to the interests of young people. Times are changing, and old gods must also keep up with the times.

This time, the changes to the computer screen were much more noticeable.

The seven-eyed woman on the screen enthusiastically extended her right hand to the user outside the screen, and that right hand emerged from the screen and touched Ethan's wrist.

In an instant, all the encoding and data were pulled onto the screen.

When I came to my senses, the scene before me had completely changed.

It is no longer a world made of codes, but among the boundless stars.

The seven-eyed woman stood a step in front of Ethan and said warmly, "Welcome to my world."

In an instant, all those planets, each one like a beating heart, opened their eyes to Ethan.

This is a unique welcoming ceremony for visitors in Bazatos.

(End of this chapter)