"Yes." Destiny continued along Brother Jue's line of thought, "Twenty-three... has already far overstepped her boundaries; Woody is also well aware of her movements, but... because Twenty-three hasn't shown any hostility towards our universe itself, Woody hasn't taken any action yet." She paused. "But if the current trend continues, it's only a matter of time before Twenty-three is perceived as a threat by the demon gods of this universe... Once that happens, she, and I, will undoubtedly... face unavoidable destruction."

"And you think... I have the ability to help you, to prevent that from happening?" Feng Bujue asked.

"I don't think you have that ability," Destiny replied.

"Huh?" Brother Jue was taken aback by this, and then said, "Then why are you looking for me?"

"The sad thing is..." Destiny continued, "In this matter, I can only turn to you... Even if the chances of you rewriting the 'future' and those 'inevitable' possibilities are slim, you are still the most promising one among countless plans with success rates approaching zero."

"Heh... hehe..." Feng Bujue chuckled dryly, responding with narrowed eyes, "That's really putting you in a difficult position..."

"You feel displeasure," Destiny continued. "I can understand."

"Displeasure?" Brother Jue repeated the two words, smiling. "Heh heh... no, where did you see that I'm displeased?"

"I can directly perceive your emotional fluctuations through the neural connection." The next second, Destiny replied without hesitation, "Also, based on my observations and analysis of you, your next response is likely to be... to change your attitude in this conversation, seize control of the dialogue, and use very impolite, logically aggressive language and behavior to put pressure on me." She paused slightly. "For example... you have an 83% chance of putting on a very punchable expression and saying something like, 'If you want to ask for help, you should act like you're asking for help. Anyway, show me your breasts first and then we'll talk'."

"Uh..." At that moment, Feng Bujue's smile was stifled.

He wanted to argue against Destiny's words, but he quickly realized that his excuses would probably be useless and would be analyzed by her.

Therefore, after a very brief mental struggle, Feng Bujue decided to say less and not do something that would humiliate himself.

"It feels terrible to be 'seen through', and to have the content of what you're thinking 'said in advance', doesn't it?" After a few seconds of silence, Destiny spoke again.

"Ah... generally speaking, I'm more accustomed to bringing that feeling to others," Feng Bujue said, looking at the floor, looking rather aggrieved.

"Then do you understand why I did this?" Destiny asked again.

"Hmm?" Hearing her question, Feng Bujue's expression changed, and a flash of inspiration swept through his mind like lightning. "Are you... 'demonstrating' something to me?"

"Yes," Destiny replied. "I can 'explain' more easily after 'demonstrating' it once."

"Then explain it," Brother Jue said, raising an eyebrow.

"To use a concept commonly used by you humans..." Destiny said, "What I just did was use 'language' to change the 'future'."

"But that's based on the premise that you can accurately predict the 'future', right?" Feng Bujue said.

"No, I can't," Destiny said. "No one... or other living being can do such a thing, at least not among the existences I know of."

"What about the Black Hole Queen?" Feng Bujue immediately thought of a possible example.

"She can't either, of course," Destiny replied. "It's just that some of her actions give creatures in your dimension the illusion that 'she can manipulate space and time'."

As Destiny spoke, she raised a hand, and in that second, a sphere made of transparent liquid appeared out of thin air in her palm.

"For example... this water sphere is the universe where the Black Hole Queen is located." Destiny tilted her head slightly, looking at the floating liquid. "At this moment, every drop of water that makes up this water sphere is actually moving non-stop, but because the overall shape of the water sphere doesn't change, you can't detect the movement of the water with your naked eye."

"This 'movement'... or rather, the 'change' that our three-dimensional senses can't detect, is like 'time'?" Feng Bujue understood very quickly and immediately added.

Destiny nodded and continued, "And the outer outline of this water sphere represents 'space'... Of course, 'space' is also changing..." As she said this, she made the volume of the water sphere increase a little proportionally. "But I don't need to make this example in front of you bigger than this room, or so small that you can't see it, as long as you can understand it..."

"Mm," Feng Bujue responded, signaling her to continue.

"And the Black Hole Queen is like..." A second later, a spot of different color suddenly appeared in the water sphere in Destiny's hand, "...like a drop of oil in this water sphere." Along with her explanation, the drop of oil quickly swam around in the water sphere. "She's in this water, but... she doesn't dissolve in this water."

"So... she's both in space-time and not in space-time..." Feng Bujue murmured.

"That's right," Destiny said. "For her, any point in this water sphere is a place she can reach at will; a 'same' Black Hole Queen can exist at any point." As she spoke, the drop of oil began to move back and forth rapidly in the water sphere. Gradually, the originally transparent sphere became more and more turbid, and the "flow" of the water inside the sphere became more and more obvious. "But... she can't arbitrarily change or interfere with the established facts that occur at any point in space-time, because that may disrupt the order of the entire universe."

As she said this, the outline of the sphere became very unstable, and the water flow in it appeared particularly intense.

Five or six seconds later, all that could be heard was the sound of water "splashing..."

The water sphere suddenly scattered into a puddle of ordinary water, which fell vertically to the ground and also wet Destiny's palm.

"Then..." Destiny put down her hand and continued, "Let's continue to talk about the so-called 'future'."

"According to your theory..." Feng Bujue said as he thought, "The future is no different from the past and the present, is it?"

"There's originally no difference," Destiny replied. "But I can't convey or explain this theory using your human language or concepts." She shook her head helplessly. "Because you are three-dimensional beings, your brain structure and perceptual abilities limit your understanding of time to be based on a 'linear' basis. Therefore, you use 'memory' as a unit of division to create the typical linear concept of 'past, present, and future'. Even if you can conceive of 'tree-shaped' development hypotheses about the future, as well as parallel universe theories, you still can't elevate your perception and cognition of space-time to the level of a four-dimensional being...

"To use the water sphere from just now as an example... you are like being restricted to one of the hair-thin water flows within it, and you must move along its trajectory, and you will never be able to detect or enter the water flow outside this line."

"In other words... you are now 'downsizing' your thinking, and then talking to me about the 'future', a concept that you have already denied," Feng Bujue replied.

"Yes," Destiny replied. "Fortunately, your comprehension is excellent, and so far our communication has been relatively smooth." She paused for a second, adding, "By the way... when I say you humans are 'three-dimensional beings', it's actually a rather broad and not very precise statement. In my opinion... humans are very special, you can say you are 3.2... or 3.3 dimensional beings. But I won't go into that topic with you in detail, after all, you still lack professional knowledge about brain structure, and you don't have the ability to discuss related issues with me in too much depth."

"Okay okay..." Feng Bujue had suffered enough frustration today, he didn't even have any unpleasant emotions anymore. "You should continue talking about how to change the future."

"I think you've already understood," No matter how Brother Jue changed the subject, Destiny's speed in responding was undelayed. "'The future' is actually something like 'flowing water', whether it's a 'straight line' or a 'tree shape' is far from expressing its complexity and variability, even I can't 'accurately' predict the future, but... my prediction success rate is still quite high. And on the basis of this success rate, there exists the possibility of 'interfering' and 'changing' the future."

"Oh..." Feng Bujue tilted his head and said, "That is... to correct the shape of tangible things, and guide the momentum of intangible things."

"The sentence you just said, and the act of saying this sentence by summarizing it, is a shining point on you humans, and one of the most fascinating characteristics of your race." Destiny said this compliment with a straight face, which made Brother Jue unable to feel praised at all.

After a two-second pause, Destiny continued, "I, even though I am in a dimension above you, cannot predict that you will organize such language.

"Humans, unwilling to be limited by the cognitive limits of three-dimensional beings, have created many strange derivatives in wrong, clumsy, and absurd explorations... in constant mistakes... such as literature, music, art, etc., carriers or forms of expression called 'art'.

"Humans also possess 'emotions' that originate from biological instincts, yet transcend instincts and even the boundaries of logic.

"These things make you 'aliens' among the same-dimensional beings. And the most important thing among these is... you also possess something that even gods and demons envy—an almost infinite 'right to choose'; you can't imagine what it would mean for the multiverse if an existence with enough 'power' had this ability..."

As Destiny said this, she suddenly took a few steps forward, coming to a place only a fist away from Brother Jue, and looked into the latter's eyes, "What I value is your 'free will'; and you... Feng Bujue, as an individual, your ability to interfere with the 'future' is obviously much stronger than most of your kind. This is related to your origin, and the ability of 'the fallacy of truth'..."

*Pfft—*

The next second, an unexpected situation occurred again. Just like when Twenty-three ambushed Feng Bujue, Destiny suddenly reached out her hand... and directly pierced Brother Jue's chest with her hand.

"Again?" In a sense, Brother Jue could be considered to have been hit twice.

Of course, he only complained about this "again" in his heart, because his mouth couldn't speak at this moment.

"Twenty-three erased your character data and left a set of restrictions in your body; with this set of programs, when you join any script world, you will be automatically excluded and refused to join by an anti-cheat mechanism during the 'transmission' process." As Destiny said this, a stream of bright white data flowed from her fingertips into Brother Jue's body, and flowed through the latter's body like glowing blood. "I can help you clear that set of restrictions, but I can't find your character data either, because the players' abilities involve the bets of the gods and demons, so the backup of this part of the data is uniformly managed by 'Dream Inc.'; I suggest... after you return to the real world, you can solve this matter through the complaint process, or directly find Woody."

At this point, Feng Bujue's pupils were filled with white light, and his body trembled violently.

"I am now writing a protection program into your body to prevent you from encountering similar situations in the future," Destiny said in a calm tone. "The process may be a little painful, please bear with it."

In fact, it was optional for her to say the second half of that sentence, because Brother Jue couldn't do anything but endure...

After a few more seconds, the white light slowly dimmed.

At this time, Destiny's expression actually changed slightly...

"Remember, Feng Bujue..." Her tone also took on a trace of inexplicable emotions. "I, Twenty-three, and those you care about, those you don't care about... all the living beings in Thriller Paradise; our fate, from this moment on, is tied to you.

"This is my, as a 'non-AI being', only gamble... I abandoned probability and calculation, and bet everything on your 'infinite possibilities'.

"I hope I'm right, and I hope... in the 'future', we can meet again."

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*Zzzzzz——*

The cold winter, dawn.

In Feng Bujue's home, the lights in the room flickered strangely and made bursts of electric noise.

In the living room, all the light-emitting components on the deluxe game pod emitted abnormal light as if overloaded.

*Pa—*

When the light reached its limit, there was such a sound.

Immediately afterwards, the whole house went dark, as if the circuit breaker had tripped and cut off the power.

The silence lasted for about a minute.

Then, a strong arm opened the hatch cover with the mechanical parts inside the game pod.

"Hoo..." After the hatch cover opened, Feng Bujue straightened up and sat up from inside the pod, exhaling a breath of white air.

In the darkness, his pupils were still emitting a blazing white light...