Falsifying history is good business

Chapter 121 Chapter Rogue Program Hiding in the Background

"The content written in plain text by the quill pen will not be modified because of the butterfly effect; the subsequent stories integrated into the big world cannot conflict with the story world integrated earlier. This is the basic principle and the biggest challenge I face when modifying the logic of the world view. I have known this for a long time."

Lin You sat with his arms folded, leaning on the sofa and lost in thought. Minerva in the stroller was babbling, attracted by the intimate atmosphere of the small universe. She kept twisting her head to find the source of the intimacy from the moment her brother appeared in the reception room.

"It is natural that an act that violates the written content will be regarded as a logical contradiction. But you said that such a contradiction will be directly erased?" The writer was skeptical, "I have never heard of it."

"What have you heard before?" O'Dimm asked.

"Minor logical contradictions will interfere with each other, deduce and deduce, and find the greatest common divisor; just like the running-in of mechanical equipment or a work team, the contradictions will be minimized. Only when the contradictions are really unsolvable will the gods intervene; if necessary, they will use a quill pen to revise it."

The demon sneered, "Oh, running-in? That's a really euphemistic way of putting it. The owls sent by Hogwarts to deliver notices to Alex O'Connor were successively preyed upon by birds of prey, and the professors sent to contact him either Apparated away from their bodies or were lost in space when using the Floo Network. They were not found until the start of the school year.

That idiot named Voldemort sent people to investigate the Black Book of the Dead, and as a result, three Death Eaters fell into the same magic trap one after another - the only trap in Hamunaptra that was still functioning properly; investigating the Fountain of Youth, they just found clues pointing to the Forresters, but they had their brains gnawed by a wild Winged Demon on the way. "

After counting off all the "past" events on his fingers, O'Dimm asked with a fake smile, "You call so many coincidences running-in?"

Lin You himself found it a little funny and commented: "An accident happened at the critical stage, just like a Muggle encountering an 'Exorcism Spell'."

"Yes; but what is expelled is not Muggles, but people and things that are inconsistent with the established history. And it is not a spell that achieves the expulsion effect, but some higher-level power." O'Dimm leaned back on the sofa, as if he was relieved after finishing the business.

The reception room was quiet again, with only the baby carriage still shaking slightly and an ambiguous "baby" sound coming from the carriage. O'Dimm stretched out his devil's hand, avoiding the gem locket and reaching towards Minerva's face, but unexpectedly, he withdrew his hand as if it was burned by fire a foot away.

The pendant box emitted thousands of brilliant lights, each of which was like a sharp sword, with the blade constantly extending and retracting, as if to cut off any filthy things that approached the girl.

"This little girl is much more vicious than those ladies in the demon hunter world." The demon was still frightened; those sword-like lights had a real killing effect on him. If he had withdrawn his hands a little slower just now, he would have lost several fingers.

Although physical damage is nothing to a being like him, if the gem is stimulated to unleash its full power, both sides will suffer losses.

Maybe she understood O'Dimm's comments or simply didn't like the aura of the devil, but Minerva suddenly looked ferocious, howling and waving her two short arms like a sword.

Guided by Minerva's emotions, the light of the gem in the locket suddenly intensified, almost overwhelming all the lights in the reception room.

Odiem moved his butt to the side inconspicuously, a little further away from the stroller.

"Did you come here today just to discuss with me the operating logic of the big world?" Lin You looked at the awkward interaction between the devil and the goddess, and spoke at the right time to break the silence.

Master Mirror shook his head repeatedly, and lights of different colors were reflected on his shiny head. "Actually, I came here to confirm the basic rules of operating logic."

"Rules? With me?"

"You are the owner of the quill pen. If it is not here with you, then where else can it be?" "I don't understand. Every time I modify something, it is only a part of the world's rules and history. For the stories that have been integrated into the big world, most of their rules - or even most of them - are still kept as they are, allowing them to interpret themselves."

"That's why I said you don't understand the importance of yourself and the quill pen." O'Dimm said firmly, "Your influence on the world and the story world does not only occur at the moment when the quill pen is put to writing; on the contrary, your influence exists at every moment."

Lin You smiled disapprovingly and said, "From what you said, did I send the raptor to attack the owl that delivered the letter? Or did I cause the professor of Hogwarts to be separated from his body and lost in the Floo Network? Or did I send the Winged Demon to gnaw the head of the Death Eater? It's easier to believe if you say that it was sent by Mr. Newt, at least he really has a Winged Demon."

"You certainly didn't do that, but your subconscious mind contributed to these events."

"Meaning I didn't do it, but I thought about it and then it happened?"

"Yes."

Lin You laughed: "According to what you said, I am more like God than God. In this case, what is the big world? Is it a virtual space controlled by my consciousness?"

"I don't know what you mean by virtual space, but you can indeed influence this world; your consciousness can penetrate into the deepest level of this world, and your subconscious mind will erase those unexpected changes that are not in line with your ideas without you noticing." There was a dead light in O'Dimm's eyes that reached the depths of the underworld.

"I don't have that ability."

"You don't, but the quill does."

"A quill is just a tool." Lin You still didn't believe it. "It can't be that a pen did all those things behind my back?"

"No, you did it. This pen is just a tool to help you," O'Dimm said. "I saw it from the first time you took out the quill in front of me. This pen can project your consciousness to every time and space in the world, so that you can modify the world's logic and history. This kind of consciousness projection is long-term and uninterrupted. Without you realizing it, your subconscious is still connected to this world every moment."

Lin You finally understood.

It’s like those special computer programs, which appear to be turned off but are actually just moved to the background; the programs are still running and the traffic is still flowing.

"How did you discover this and how did you come to this conclusion?" asked the author.

The demon smiled and said, "I have been in the Great World for eighty years; considering linear time, I have been there much longer than you."

　First update

　　I have something to do at home today, so the update is a little late, sorry

　　
　
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