The Death Knell

"This kind of thing is really annoying. It doesn't seem to understand what it means to help others, and it is too self-centered."

Faced with the cat's praise, Su Ming was not very happy. He walked up to the trial stand without interest and swept the remains of the scale that had turned into gray-white off the table to the ground, making a series of jingling sounds:

"It's going to die. Can't you just let me cut it with a few swords to enjoy it? It has to commit suicide, and I have no sense of experience at all. What a beast."

The weapons were all drawn out, and the lightsaber was already eager to cut down some concrete embodiment of the concept, but the court's self-judgment was too simple. It pronounced its own sentence much faster than it sentenced others, and its execution was as unpredictable as ever. .

It does feel like an artificial retardation, or too rigid rules and regulations. In short, it doesn't look like a living thing.

But complaints are complaints, and I have to say that the court is also a very principled thing, and I just used its principles to kill it. If we really fight hard, we can win, but it will probably take a little more effort. Also use a lot more paint.

Don't forget, God's eye is still peeping. The more cards you expose, the more the old man may know.

Su Ming used his brain.

It can be seen from the past events that in the simple rules of the court, mistakes will be punished.

The court, since it is called this, naturally punishes mistakes.

The severity of the punishment is based on the severity of 'a certain aspect'. For example, if the wrong thing you do does not affect the balance of the super-time flow environment, it is life imprisonment like Perpetua; if the wrong thing you do affects the balance, It's the death penalty like Duoyu1.

This is the iron law that it has always implemented. This is probably how it was set at the beginning. It is simple and crude.

This leaves a loophole for cunning humans to take advantage of, which is another layer of things that the cats don't see. Even though Deathstroke only said a few words, there are quite a lot of calculations behind it.

Observing, thinking, and making plans all require fully estimating the Court of Origin and reasoning out its weaknesses before meeting.

Do you think the court died due to its own logical errors? In fact, it is not the case. It has never gone crazy from beginning to end, but died of absolute rationality and its own rules.

Punishment for mistakes is its biggest weakness, because who can avoid making mistakes?

Even a cautious person like Su Ming might go to the supermarket to buy pepper, only to find out when he got home that what he bought was white pepper, not the black pepper he wanted. Isn't this a mistake?

Ordinary people would not punish themselves for buying the wrong bag of condiments, but this matter would be different if it were dealt with by the Court of Origin, because it maintains the rule of its own existence that mistakes must be punished.

So when it was under the attack of Deathstroke's language and inspired by another 'possibility', it discovered that it was the one who made the mistake, and that its own existence was the biggest mistake that affected the achievement of a new dynamic balance. Simply wipe yourself out.

From beginning to end, it has its own set of logic and has always adhered to principles.

Therefore, in the death knell's expectation, its suicide was actually destined for a long time. Of course, it was still unhappy even if it didn't get a few chops. I didn't expect that its 'manifestation' would be a scale, and even the corpse would be whipped. No body found

By the way, this plan is also a flashback on the narrative level, lest the Eye of God sees it in advance, complains to the old man God, and sends people to cause trouble at the critical moment, this must also be taken into account.

"Yes, cousin, you are right." Deadpool nodded repeatedly, but while speaking, he quickly picked up the pieces of the scale that fell to the ground and put them into his trouser pocket. He didn't know what he was planning to do: "I took all your money. , but not a single shot was fired, and I felt very uninvolved, which made me feel embarrassed.”

Wade has a little bit of professional ethics, but not much. He said he was sorry, but he was pulling hard with his hands, as if he wanted to take away everything that could be taken away.

Cleaning the battlefield is a basic skill for mercenaries. Many people know that war is actually about the economy, but they don't know that you can actually make a fortune by picking up rags on the battlefield.

For example, if you kill an enemy and lose his AK, you take it back to the United States and sell it on the black market. Because it has a fully automatic function that is illegal in the United States, this second-hand automatic rifle can be sold for at least a thousand dollars, which is a friendly price.

What if you picked up ten handfuls? That’s 10,000, not to mention other items such as body armor, helmets, night vision goggles, and tactical parts for weapons, all of which can be converted into U.S. dollars.

Deadpool picked up a broken scale. He didn’t know how much it was worth, but he knew the story of this thing and sold it to Doom or Tony. Such a scientific madman must be interested in high-end materials.

Wade didn't mind the small money that his cousin looked down upon. At least this mission wasn't in vain.

"Stop talking nonsense. When you have picked up enough things, go to the door and stand guard. I have something to do next."

Su Ming lifted the cat on his shoulder and placed it on the ground aside. He slowly placed the "Code of Origins" on the high platform in front of the trial seat, and then injected dark power into it:

"If anyone bothers me, I'll take your money."

The thick big book lit up with a rich green light, and it automatically began to turn the pages quickly. The color of the light gradually turned to dark green, and a new connection seemed to be forming.

"It feels like it's too easy to win, and there's no real sense."

When Bobo returned to the Forgotten Bar, he first poured himself a glass of beer, poured it into his mouth, and licked his chapped lips a few times. It seemed that he finally came to his senses and regained his language ability:

"Deathstroke, you killed the Court of Origin so easily?"

"Actually, when you reach that level, you won't know much about fist-to-flesh fights, meow." The cat is more experienced. While talking, it went to the sink to play with the Jewish cockroach: "More It’s a battle of concepts and beliefs between the two sides. Obviously, Deathstroke’s belief is stronger.”

It stretched out its claws, fished out the half-dead cockroach and played with it. It slapped the opponent's back like a button. It didn't know what fun it was.

But Bobo was probably distracted, and he didn't see what happened next. What Deathstroke did with the "Code of Origins" was beyond imagination.

It's a pity that it's difficult to explain clearly to the orangutans in English. If Bobo really wants to try to understand, he should look to the orangutans' dreams for him next time.

"Hey, no, it's just a matter of calculation without intention." Su Ming waved his hand modestly, which is the traditional virtue of the East: "In fact, the origin itself does not support the position of the origin court. It cannot control the court that is in a state of confusion. That’s why he stood by at a critical moment.”

That's the thing. If Origin goes to court in person, it's hard for me to do anything with it. After all, it is an existence on the same level as Taixu and God. The Trinity is equivalent to Marvel's omnipotent universe-level TOAA.

That's not an opponent that can be solved with just a few paints.

It's a pity that the court was abandoned. Origin must have been ready to find a new court. Didn't you see that the codex recording the rules of origin was handed over to Deathstroke?

This is most likely premeditated.

It's not just God who makes arrangements, the origin does too, its power hey.