The memory did not continue.
From the corner of her eye, Qu Xuanqing glimpsed countless thick black tubes hanging beyond the glass, but before she could get a closer look, the scene gradually faded into a blinding white.
"Now you understand, right?"
Yu Xing's voice emerged from the white. At that moment, he stood with her in the tower, waiting for Lingren to finish dealing with the heart's empty husk.
Tentacles could display memories and emotions, so communicating through consciousness was a simple matter too. After taking a moment to adjust, Qu Xuanqing remarked, "He really does seem to love being a scientist."
By now, she was no longer surprised by Lingren's various behaviors.
Lingren liked creating humanoid beings. Whether it was Edgar, fused with machinery beneath the clock tower, or the enormous, intricately constructed heart on the top floor, either one could offer more insight into the art of creation if its secrets were unraveled.
No matter how much truth there was to Lingren's claim in that memory that he was "the most outstanding scientist of this era," his credentials could only be judged by the standards of the real world. His science relied on the material foundations of the real world combined with his own supernatural abilities, which placed severe limits on what he could achieve.
By comparison, the crazy scientists in the Absurd Deduction scenarios were beyond counting, and their limitations were far fewer... After all, every world had its own rules, and the limits and range of what could be accomplished varied accordingly.
If Lingren wanted to advance further in this field, the most effective approach would be to study the relevant knowledge from the scenarios directly. And as it turned out, he had set his sights on the creative powers of the Great Old Ones