There must be something wrong with me-Chapter 758 - 280: ’Textual Conception’ (2)

Even Zhang Feng can now understand that perhaps in the earliest realities, he himself had already been dissected by the data center several times.

Even the various groups within the Federation had long descended into chaos.

But now, he himself has the ability to see through the future and has obtained a method to 'prepare for a rainy day'.

Text felt safe, so it retracted.

From here on, it's all about the unique time and the unique world.

Zhang Feng thinks it's pretty good because he has become smarter now.

The increase in thinking ability allows him to analyze more things.

Especially Zhang Feng also realized one thing, which is that aside from himself, no one else's thinking has increased.

But logically, if everyone were in different times and spaces, and now it has converged.

Then everyone should have increased.

But now, only he has increased.

This can lead to a very symbolic conclusion about text's recursive conclusion.

For example, when he entered this world.

His main thinking was at a standstill.

Then the text split into several world lines, evolving in a certain space.

His main body also split into several lines of thought, entering these virtual-like spaces.

Finally, for every step that the dispersed thoughts take, his main thinking takes a step.

This fully demonstrates why those people have not increased.

Because they were always in reality, but were constantly modified by the text based on variables within the virtual.

But now, there's no more modification.

And by analogy.

Text is also a form of computational power, needing to calculate to reach the best conclusion.

It doesn't create something from nothing, nor is it capable of arbitrarily modifying settings.

Instead, with almost infinite computational power, it can influence other rules.

If one wants to surpass the text, to analyze the text.

The answer readily comes to mind, which is to surpass it in computational power.

To the point of calculating something it can't, is in a sense finding the 'differences'.

Then by removing this 'difference', the 'sameness' can be found.

This sameness is the text.

To metaphorically illustrate, he is drawing a house full of details with no omissions.

The text is also drawing a house full of details, equally without omissions.

Then, without knowing the exactness of the text.

He and the text both finish their drawings and overlay the two images together.

No matter which picture is on top, they look exactly the same; naturally, you cannot find the essence of the text because you cannot determine if this is the precise craftsmanship and true strength of the text.

But if he is superior, drawing out differences.

And the text, with limited skill, cannot draw them.

Then by cutting away this difference, the true text emerges.

Computational power suppression is the simplest way to find differences and similarities.

Thinking deeply.

Zhang Feng is very happy because after much unraveling, he finally found a solution that's not quite a solution.

This is better than the previous wild guesses.

As for Yu God.

Zhang Feng, in a very good mood, looked again at the frantic youth downstairs.

Yu God is still searching for traces of King Snake and others.

And in his view, if he makes a move, there will definitely be some traces.

No matter how professional the assassin, to someone with over 400 constitutions, he can still spot traces that others can't.

This is the suppression of experience and strength.

Just like some older people always see more than some young people.

Because they've walked this path too many times and slowly explored some of the details within.

Only, this elder Yu God looked for a long time and found no traces at all.

Meanwhile.

As people were not showing up, Yu God shifted his gaze to the floor belonging to Zhang Feng upstairs,

'Don't think you got lucky; today, I must make sure you die!'

With his spirits high, Yu God was bold enough to directly take out his phone, preparing to contact Uncle Ling.

To see if he could invoke authority and finish Zhang Feng today.

Again upstairs.

Zhang Feng wasn't concerned because, according to future calculations, he would definitely be stopped. Even if he were a variable, he would be.

For once a concrete future formula is seen by someone, it is bound to appear.

This is the 'inverse cause for effect' fixed rule.

No matter the variable, as long as he does not have the future formula, it cannot be solved.

This is what some special worlds often mention as 'destiny'.

His fate, the instant Zhang Feng saw it, had already created the destined future.

The universe and everything in it will develop in the direction of this destiny.

The only things that can be modified, aside from the future, are the past.

Similarly, within destiny, Zhang Feng can modify the future and destiny, so he does not require text to modify it for him.

...

Things proceeded as destined.

When Uncle Ling answered the phone, after a few words, he called Yu God back.

Because just ten minutes ago.

Coincidentally, someone passing by King Snake and others' small courtyard discovered some ash-like substances.

So they called the police.

This call to the police and confirmation of the ash's owner, who had also been to the school last night.

After Uncle Ling received the inquiry call, he understood there was a problem here.

Then having Yu God return and not continue his madness was naturally expected.

Also, as Yu God angrily came to Uncle Ling's office.

Uncle Ling did not care about his expression. Instead, he bluntly asked about King Snake, 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"Did you contact King Snake today?"

"President He?" Yu God, seeing Uncle Ling's angry expression, was momentarily stunned by the question, but quickly responded: