A journey of seven souls escaping from the basement

"simply put......"

"Which, before you say anything, can you untie my clothes first?"

Because of some memories that were unlikely to pass the trial, the state of being restrained always made Yabu feel a little uneasy.

Before Dorothy started speaking, Yabu quickly interrupted her and motioned to dismantle the heavy and complicated equipment on her body.

After all, I don’t know how long Dorothy will be talking. It seems a little bad to interrupt someone while they are talking. But if you don’t take off the things on your body, it might be Yabu’s neck.

"Ah, I'm sorry..." Dorothy hurriedly put down the things in her hands and helped Yabu lift the things on her body, making it feel like she had returned to her normal self.

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It didn't take much time to pack up the experimental equipment. Except for the things used to observe some of Yabu's physical signs at all times, which were still placed on Yabu's body, most of the other equipment had already been packed away.

Yabu, who was sitting cross-legged on the operating table, was just about the same height as Dorothy standing aside. The two of them didn't pick any spots. After finishing cleaning up, Dorothy immediately began to explain Yabu's doubts.

"These things..." Dorothy turned slightly sideways and pointed at the white substances floating back and forth in mid-air behind her. "Can you feel anything? If so, Yabu tried to control them. one time."

"...I can feel that there is a connection between me and them." The connection that Yabu mentioned is not the connection that Link's ability can see, but the connection between the torso and the limbs. "No, More than just feeling them, I can control them.”

While speaking, Yabu tried to give orders to the flying transmitters, and those transmitters flew towards him almost immediately according to Yabu's thoughts, as smoothly as if they were waving their own limbs.

This feeling is that when those reagents were poured into Yabu's body, he had an extra sense of the outside world, but he couldn't see it before, just like he could still feel his own hands in an environment that was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers. There is no way to clearly confirm it.

And when the eyes began to receive information from the outside world, the number of them was too numerous and was scattered by other senses. Even now, Yabu felt like he was playing interstellar, having to be distracted to control each controllable unit individually and accurately.

Wait, I can't see my fingers...hands...

That's right... Since it's troublesome to control it alone, I might as well just use F2A.

As this idea emerged, the transmitters followed Yabu's consciousness almost without any time difference. Countless small transmitters condensed together to form a pair of silver-white human palms floating next to Yabu.

"Ye Bu should also be able to guess that they are transmitters." Dorothy looked at the transmitters that were completely controlled by Ya Bu's will. Although these things came from her hands, her heart was full of longing at this moment, " This is an activated transmitter, and it is a transmitter that I told Yabu before that can only be activated when the subject enters a dream state."

"...But I didn't enter the dream state. I never have before. I can confirm that I didn't forget the fragment, and I am also awake at the moment."

"Yes, I know."

"In other words, the experiment was an unexpected success? The results are completely in line with expectations, and it can be put into use next?"

It’s no wonder that Dorothy was so excited. This is like a poor child saving money to buy some good food on the street. But in the end, he was told that he could eat here for free without charge. He went from being full to full. It became a meal.

But after careful calculation, Yabu felt that this was not the case.

That's not right...Then the experiment was successful, why did Dorothy want to expel him from society like a demon?Is there any direct relationship between the two?

It can't be that you are planning to manually block your account because the number one machine is not safe.

Fortunately, this doubt did not last too long, because Dorothy immediately gave the answer.

"This is just the top layer, Yabu."

"Ok?"

"To be more precise, it's not that the experiment was successful, but that the experiment was successful on you, Yabu."

"What do you mean?"

It’s not like the whole No. [-] machine has been completely renovated. Why does it still require the user’s synchronization rate?

"It means, Yabu, um... let me think about what you want to say."

Although Dorothy had fantasized about whether her experiment was successful at the beginning, and hurriedly checked it several times, she knew in her heart that this was absolutely impossible.

Although it is a bit frustrating to say this, Dorothy, who has deduced her calculations and designs for several years in her mind and on paper countless times, can be extremely confident that the current problem is definitely wrong, and the transmitter can be awakened. Control will not occur, and her experiment this time was only to collect data on activated transmitters and subjects.

The results of the investigation confirmed her idea. This was a complete accident.

But it was confirmed that she still failed, but it did not make Dorothy feel depressed, because compared with discovering her failure, another thing that accompanied the discovery made her so excited that she had no time to care about the failure.

She saw it, saw a path that could definitely lead to the goal, a practical path that emerged from the chaos.

"Ideal model, does Yabu know about this kind of thing?"

"...I have learned a little bit." Yabu recalled what he had learned before and tried to say, "Particles, rigid bodies, absolutely smooth, um...springs? There are many more. Something else, but I can’t remember exactly.”

"It doesn't matter, that's enough, as long as you know the concept of the ideal model."

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*The transmitter itself can also be used as a spellcasting unit to transmit the subject's Originium skills.

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Chapter 137 I just fainted from exhaustion after doing 33 Qs. Hasn’t Teacher Dabu done it again?

"What Yabu said is an ideal model in physics." Dorothy did not dislike Yabu because he didn't know much, and nodded in affirmation of Yabu.

"But in fact, other disciplines also have ideal models."

Because reality is too complex, for the sake of convenience, it is necessary to first use an ideal state to roughly calculate a rough prototype of the result, and then slowly collect the complex and chaotic values ​​​​in reality and substitute them into it.

“In medical research, we scientists generally use models to simulate the development process of diseases and the effects of treatments. Models are also used in medical research to simulate the physiological processes of the human body and the action mechanisms of drugs. This is Is that understandable?"

"can."

Dorothy looked at Yabu while telling the story. After finishing the story, she would pause for a while, like a teacher explaining the topic to students, until Yabu nodded to indicate that he had finished digesting it.

"But one of the problems that has been difficult to solve is that people are so racially diverse and diverse."

One of the real trouble spots in the development of medicine in this world is here.

In the world before Yabu traveled, there was generally only one type of human being, but developing drugs required constant experimentation.

In this different world, although everyone is called a human, they cannot be classified into one type at all in terms of race. Even if they are roughly classified, they can be divided into several types. I want to develop something that is suitable for everyone. , the difficulty can be imagined.

Compared with this hell difficulty, the medical difficulty of the earth before Yabu traveled was completely normal.

"But in order to be able to proceed reluctantly, we must imagine a model. The values ​​of these models will take an average value that can be used among a certain group of races."

"What are the character numerical charts commonly used in games?"

"Yes, you can understand it that way." Dorothy, who knew nothing but research, naturally knew about games and immediately followed Yao Bu's train of thought.

Nabu can understand it clearly. To put it simply, the ideal model Dorothy mentioned is the hexagonal warrior, but it is not a hexagon with all the values ​​​​full, but a hexagon with all the values ​​​​just reaching the passing line. .

"But even so, all we can do is divide several roughly similar races into one group, and then take an average value that is applicable among these races."

It is necessary to divide multiple ideal models, let alone body shape. Assuming that two people are about the same size, their physical fitness may be two completely different things. Maybe one of them is as strong as a killer whale. The whale-killing punch can kill a cow with one punch.

This certainly cannot mean prescribing her medicine in the same way as other races, nor can she give her medicine to other races.

Taking the average of the physical fitness of these two races, it is approximately equal to the combined record of Adou and Zhao Yun, with seven in and seven out, and a man and a woman each have an average of one pill and half a palace.

"But, Yabu, you are different." Dorothy's eyes were full of excitement when she said this, and she looked at Yabu in front of her as if she had discovered the truth of the world. "Your various values, use Yabu's words." In other words, in the six-dimensional diagram, it is a point that is completely compact in the center, and if what I think is right, as long as some extreme situations are not involved, you should be able to suffer from diseases of all races."

Ah, no, it’s not something to be happy about if all kinds of diseases can happen to you. You won’t really have to enter a sterile room...

"So what does that mean, um...I'm weak?"

Don't play like this. Normally speaking, when it comes to special physiques at this time, shouldn't they be the kind of all-purpose physiques that can learn any ability? Why did I become a debuff and take all the debuffs?

The six-dimensional map is just a dot, with no resistance at all. Diseases of any race can buff him. To say he is weak is an understatement. Doesn’t that mean that everyone has magic circuits but he is a blank slate with no one? Pureblood Muggles.

"Ah, I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. I'm not saying that Yao Bu is weak."

Although the body is indeed very weak.

"This has nothing to do with strength. We are not comparing who is stronger." Dorothy picked up the paper with data on the side, shook it happily like a child sharing a test paper with perfect scores, and said to Yabu, "Ideal model, Yabu, ideal model! This means Yabu that you are a particle, absolutely smooth, a rigid body, and a spring. It means that you only exist in the fantasies of all scientists. Scientists in this world are longing for it. A living ideal model!”

Can the medicines of this race be used by which race? Can different branches of humans within this race use the same medicines? What is the difference in dosage? What should be the increase or decrease of a certain value or values?

I don’t know, it just depends on trying and guessing, and it’s difficult to have a model that can guess and try.

All the ideal models before this can only be called ideal models because they have no reference objects at all and cannot even imagine what the so-called point is. They cannot design an absolute point and can do All that is achieved is to set a reference in the chaos, a defective ideal model.

What Dorothy wanted to study was not even physical issues, but rather spiritual or soul issues. This was even more complicated, and it took her a long time to establish an ideal model of a defective product.

By substituting already chaotic numerical values ​​into a chaotic process, the results you want to get will inevitably be chaotic and unsightly.

But Yabu is different. His span does not mean it is meaningless. He has standards that can be used for measurement.

His ridiculously weak physical quality is about the lowest compared to other races. It can be regarded as an integer that is not chaotic at all. The initial value of the six dimensions is an integer 1.

Dorothy still doesn't know what Yabu's race is, but it is definitely not ordinary. She even has a vague feeling that Yabu's race may be the origin of all species in the world, and the starting point of everything, just like a tree. The foundation, everything is iterated and branched on this foundation.

Like, the original human species archive created in the computer, Human Document No. 0000001.

"As long as you understand the truth thoroughly, you can then double or subtract the relevant aspects by using this most basic data according to the racial characteristics of the subjects. There is no need for complicated experiments to test, as long as it is based on your situation. Compare it with other people and then substitute it, and you can easily adjust it to the same value as the person involved."

A truly ideal model, simple, beautiful and unified.

"Is that why Dorothy wants to destroy all my existence to prevent me from being captured?"

"Right...Zhang Bu, you are the only one."

A painting covered with paint may be very precious to its author, but the white paper on which they can paint freely is a necessity to carry their fantasy.

And Yabu is the blank piece of paper that all scientific researchers are longing for. This is the only one, at least in Dorothy's current knowledge, it is definitely the only example.

Even if a madman takes him as a stallion to breed offspring, he cannot replicate this result, because breeding offspring itself is an iteration, not a complete copy, which will be contaminated by the values ​​​​of other races and the white paper will not be completely clean.

Even if cloning technology is really developed in the future, it is hard to say whether we can use Yabu to clone a similar one in this world.

In other words, as far as the current situation is concerned, only the individual Yanbu can be used as an ideal model.

And now... this ideal model has miraculously escaped from the fantasy cage of countless scientific researchers into reality. It is sitting in front of Dorothy alive and is an employee under her name. The whole person is very special. He was easy to talk to and verbally agreed that he could be used by Dorothy as he pleased.

This Dorothy was able to hold back just a little bit of a seizure, which was more or less conservative. It could already be said that she was friendly and cute.

But another scientific researcher who is not as kind-hearted as Dorothy has now begun to think about how to protect the cloth and lock it in a secret safe space to slowly use and study it.

As for those who are slightly distorted in character and conduct, they may have already started planning to arrange white things for him on the surface, while secretly devouring this person alone and selfishly.

"Let's put lunch aside. Can we continue the experiment? Let me verify some more things." Dorothy walked to the test table, put her hands on his shoulders, and licked the whole body of Yabu with burning eyes, " I will make it up to Yabu later, and I will invite Yabu out for dinner in the evening."

"Well... Dorothy can make the decision." The other party's unrestrained gaze made Yabu feel a little overwhelmed, so he had to look away and look elsewhere.

It’s still a situation where it seems like you have a choice, but in fact you can’t choose cruelly...

He really retreated from the environment.

That's okay, it's quite profitable. If you can eat well, it's considered a success.

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*I also got the experimental data, and I could also let Yabu accompany her out to eat, a win-win situation.

*Refers to Dorothy winning twice.

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Chapter 138: Indulging in the sound of boss

Did I do something wrong?

Ifrit has lived here for a while, but she is still like a child in a stranger's home. She feels restricted everywhere and is afraid of contact with others.

千;?!,:寻!,.'!免:!;,费?小."!:;说;,裙.,"?2?';.5':.?;5"5?'"!9,5!.!3?.?;0.,,:.0　　尽管总是对靠近她的人抱有敌意，但与身体不符合的心理年龄又让她会陷入孩子常有的自我怀，又因为伊芙利特过去那完全称不上美好的经历，她又没办法像正常孩子那样恢复过来。

He keeps trying to get into trouble, even if he is not wrong, he will constantly come up with some answers that may be his fault amid self-doubt. This is what Ifrit is doing now sitting in bed in a daze.

Did I do something wrong?

Why, Ceria didn’t come to see me today...