Witch, Fireball and the Evil God of Steam-Chapter 870 - 171: The "I Reckon" School_2

It's like a programmer facing a string of code that they don't understand, yet it runs perfectly well.

His attempts are not always successful.

When he tried to conjure up a box of pizza, potstickers, and soup dumplings, all ended in failure.

For a working person, this is the most difficult moment, much harder than facing off a boss in a heated battle. When you have no idea why you succeed or fail, every subsequent attempt could head in an unpredictable direction.

But Ethan thought it's not entirely his fault. At least he searched for beginner's guides, but this God of Truth didn't even leave him a "C++ Beginner's Course".

And the coffee is undrinkable too.

The code seeped into his body and flowed through the gaps to the floor, looking quite eerie.

The pristine white floor was stained with a small patch of black from the coffee's code, making him feel that an angry cleaner lady would soon appear to smack him with a broom.

However, the computer screen eventually lit up, displaying an operating system he had never seen in his life.

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

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

"I have a question."

Ethan stared dazedly at the computer screen's glow for a moment, finally deciding to speak up.

In fact, he had many questions, but right now he could only ask them one at a time.

He knew that if a new employee kept asking constant questions after joining a company, they might be deemed troublesome by their seniors, and even isolated during lunch in the cafeteria.

"Why does this computer screen light up?"

He meant in the physical sense of "lighting up," not the code that overlays with glowing annotations.

The surface of the codes constituting the computer screen emitted a phosphorescence, which converged on the computer screen to form an operating system he had never seen before.

The God of Truth, who is said to be omniscient within this space, was stumped for the first time.

Indeed, why does the computer screen light up?

He originally wanted to ask Ethan, but the latter beat him to it.

He recognized the code symbols that made up the monitor and computer components, except these phosphorescent lights don't belong to this space.

The silence was torturing his heart—his worst fear had happened.

Being inexplicably subjected to cold violence by seniors at the new company was a heavy blow for any new employee.

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

Ethan stopped asking questions and decided to rely on himself.

First, why did the coffee, desk, and computer succeed while the midnight snacks and the 5090TI failed?

What exactly is the difference between them?

Ethan gazed at the lit-up computer, lost in thought.

He was a young man with self-awareness, impossible to arrogantly think that as a newcomer he could grasp the millennia of accumulation and insight of this "senior", the God of Truth. Upon careful reflection, he realized he and the God of Truth were not on the same path from the beginning.

This was more like a clash between the "I Thought" school and the rigorous information computation school.

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

Because it wasn't a metaphor; an arc truly passed through the coding fissures in Ethan's head, making him appear as if he'd been shot in the head.

Once more, something appeared in this hall of knowledge that didn't belong here.

"I see!"

Ethan discerned the difference between the two.

During his initial attempts, he didn't think much about it. He vaguely thought of the office scene in his mind, needing a desk, a computer, and a motivating cup of coffee; their existence felt like a matter of course. When he later attempted to deduce the reason for the appearance of these components, all efforts failed.

No pizza, no soup dumplings, nor a 5090TI.

It wasn't because they didn't belong in an office, but because the moment he tried to deduce their principles, he betrayed the "I Thought" school.

In the domain of interpreting the world through theory and cognition, no existence could surpass the God of Truth—not even the Old Gods!

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

Realizing his deviation, he immediately adjusted his mindset, getting back on track.

Why did he need to understand why coffee and computers appeared?

Why should he comprehend why the computer screen emits light?

Those were questions for the God of Truth to consider.

Ethan's gaze returned to the computer; what he needed wasn't learning but an innate thought.

As a white-collar worker, he already possessed a desk, a computer, and coffee. What should he do next?

The phosphorescence atop the codes altered once more, as a new file icon appeared on the unfamiliar operating system—a response from the "I Thought" school.

It was a video icon, adorned with an intriguing title:

"Bazatous.avi"

Ethan: ...

God of Truth: ...

"Don't panic, it's just a perfectly normal educational video."

Ethan felt the need to defend his innocence. The "I Thought" school was omnipotent but did have some fatal flaws, like titles generated without second thoughts that easily cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

Ethan thought that in this era rife with false accusations, this could very well become "evidence" of him being reported.

Convinced of his innocence, Ethan opened the video in front of the God of Truth.

What he had just been thinking about was purely work; heaven and earth could attest, his aim was to pull relevant knowledge about Old Ba and the entire Old Gods system from the information library.

The computer screen quickly transformed.

Yet, instead of an expected eerie and bloody face popping up, it displayed a woman with seven eyes. Her dress, formed from flesh buds, carried a unique artistic flair.

"I am Bazatous, your voice navigation assistant."

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

One could scarcely believe that the assistant on the screen had destroyed 67 planes!

Bazatous, the assistant on the screen, had also thoughtfully prepared options for the user: 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Path of Flesh and Evolution," "Introduction to Art Course Registration," "Bazatous Legendary Film," "Contact Us!"

"What exactly did you do to my information library!?"

An enraged voice seemed to tear the heavens apart. Upon seeing the smiling seven-eyed woman on the screen, the God of Truth finally realized the extent of damage a virus could inflict on an information library.

The next moment, all flowing codes converged into a massive sphere, obscuring the sky and hovering above Ethan's head.

The wrath of the God of Truth was about to turn into a falling star!

"Calm down!"

Ethan thought getting hit by a star was trivial compared to being deemed a pervert!

"Observe first, just watch!"

Ethan hastily clicked the mouse, pressing "Path of Flesh and Evolution" several times.

As for the assistant, he felt it was equally easy to explain. Many educational websites recently designed unique cartoon characters to appeal to young people's interests. As times progress, even the Old Gods must evolve.

This time, the computer screen's transformation was more pronounced.

The seven-eyed woman on the screen enthusiastically extended her right hand toward the user outside the screen, her hand penetrated the screen, touching Ethan's wrist.

In an instant, all codes and data were drawn into the screen.

When he regained his senses, the scene before him had completely changed.

No longer a world constituted by code, but amidst endless groupings.

The seven-eyed woman stood a step before Ethan, warmly saying, "Welcome to my world."

In that instant, the stars twitched like pulsating hearts, all opening their eyes to Ethan.

This was Bazatous's welcome to the visitor.