"So, you mean you used Gray's blueprints to build a youthful version of a miniature fortress?"
"Um."
"Then you used his experience to activate a Machine Spirit in this thing?"
"Yes."
"Because the Machine Spirit is too young to understand human speech, it can't be controlled and can only run around randomly on the ground?"
"That's right..."
"And then more than a week passed like that?"
"... right."
[ Retreat in the Face of Difficulty ] Looking at the people in front of him:
"That escape room?"
"It's an uncontrollable Machine Spirit..."
"Good heavens, you guys are masochists, aren't you?"
"..."
[ Retreat in the Face of Difficulty ] This player, who narrowly escaped ten days in jail, breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but give himself a mental thumbs up when he recalled his decisive act of running away.
He checked again later and found that the Teleportation Tree growing inside the fortress had turned gray and could no longer be used for teleportation. Luckily, he had run fast, otherwise he would have been jailed for a week.
Although he was somewhat adventurous, he probably didn't have much experience dealing with children compared to the big shots in front of him.
Furthermore, he lacks patience and is the type of player who tends to actively search for strategies when encountering difficulties.
He thought for a moment and asked:
"So, how's your Machine Spirit education program going?"
Upon hearing this question, the seven people who had been expelled from the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess" forum fell silent.
After a few seconds, [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] stepped forward responsibly and said solemnly:
"It's hard to say."
He shrugged and explained:
"We spent a week teaching the basic language to the Machine Spirit by carving it into the interior walls and wooden panels."
"Of course, doing it this way would be too much work, so later I changed it to writing and then infusing it with Psionic Energy."
"Don't think this speed is fast. The Machine Spirit can use the brains of eighty Blood Corpse at the same time, so it's natural that it learns things quickly."
"Moreover, we worked in two shifts, 24 hours a day, to achieve this result."
[ The Chocolate Ice Cream Scoop ] rubbed his sore temples and said:
"Moreover, ordinary text-based Machine Spirit can't recognize it at all. Only by carving or writing it first, and then infusing it with Psionic Energy, can its attention be attracted. These past few days, I've been treated like livestock, and I've lost a lot of weight..."
[ Retreat in the Face of Difficulty ] looked at the group and thought for a moment before saying:
"At least in terms of the results, you have indeed succeeded."
"That's not all."
[ The Shit Appraisal Master ] said:
"After being taught the Machine Spirit's language, it seemed to gain intelligence, instantly understanding many things around it and being able to initiate some simple conversations with us."
"That's a good thing!"
[ Retreat in the Face of Difficulty ] Although I was just a listener, I still felt that the group had done their best.
If it were me, I probably would have given up on the task long ago out of impatience.
"No, no, no, this is not a good thing!"
[ On the Do Some Farm Work ] suddenly said loudly:
"Do you know how troublesome a child who has just developed cognitive abilities can be? They're neither as well-behaved as infants nor as obedient as teenagers; they're pure torture."
Suddenly, a figure flashed into [ Retreat in the Face of Difficulty ]'s mind—his real-life younger brother.
Thinking about how the other person behaved when they were seven or eight years old, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, as if he could feel the same way.
No wonder those guys were tortured like this...
"That's not all."
[ Do Some Farm Work ] seemed to have finally found someone to complain to, waving its arms at [ Retreat in the Face of Difficulty ] and saying:
Even if a seven or eight-year-old child is annoying or naughty, it's unlikely that they will cause any major trouble.
"But a small fortress- Machine Spirit with the strength of eighty 'corpse warriors' is not only powerful but also ignorant, practically a real-life ' Mundo '. To sum it up in one sentence—it goes wherever it wants."
[ The Good Times Don't Last ] He grabbed his face with both hands, revealing an expression straight out of the famous painting "The Scream," and concluded:
"Therefore, this Machine Spirit is currently at the peak of its vitality, courage, rebellious spirit, and destructive desire."
"The more we try to stop it, the more it tries to accelerate."
"The more we try to make it move forward smoothly, the more it will take detours and twists."
At this point, [ Good Times Don't Last ]'s voice trailed off considerably, and he leaned closer to the players in front of him and whispered:
"We're out of options now. We were underground before, so we couldn't just jump out of the car and run away."
"So we told it we wanted to go deeper, and that's when it brought us back to the surface. You see, this made us carsick."
"Etc."
[ Retreat in the Face of Difficulty ] interrupted [ Good Times Don't Last ]'s speech, saying:
"You mean, this small fortress can move freely underground?"
[ The Good Times Don't Last ] He scratched his head, pointed to the front of the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess, which was almost identical to a tunnel boring machine, and said:
"Of course, even through rock formations, progress can be made slowly, and through soil, it's practically the same as digging a snow cave."
Upon hearing these words, the exploration players, led by [ Retreat in the Face of Difficulty ], frowned simultaneously. They all looked behind them at the area where the "obsidian" was buried, and then exchanged glances.
"Ding~"
A group chat called "[ Shell-Breaking Plan ]" was created at lightning speed, and the number of people in it instantly reached more than twenty. It included not only the players who had discovered the space inside the hard shell, but also a few people who had just come down from the fortress.
[ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ]: "What kind of group chat is this?"
[ Retreat in the Face of Difficulty ]: "Listen up, everyone, newcomers!"
"Just a few dozen meters down behind us, there is a mysterious space containing many glowing minerals."
"Moreover, the Blood Corpse is also excavating that area, and perhaps those ores are related to a certain Grand Duke."
"However, we cannot confirm this yet, because that space is shrouded in a thick and sturdy outer shell that we cannot break through with our current strength."
[ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ]: "It's no use talking to us. The Machine Spirit is going through a rebellious phase right now. It doesn't even listen to us, its creators. How could it possibly obediently help you dig a hole?"
[ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ]: "Wait, who said it was disobedient?"
[ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ]:"?"
[ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ]: "It's true that you shouldn't listen to what's said directly, but it listens to the opposite!"
"!"×n
The group chat participants were struck by a remark that resonated with them: many young children who have just begun to develop cognitive abilities will instinctively rebel against those around them.
Before they become smart, it is indeed possible to manipulate them to some extent by saying the opposite of what they mean.
[ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ]: "Can this really work out?"
[ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ]: "Easy, watch me."
[ Chocolate Ice Cream Scoop ]: "That makes sense. That's what I used to tease you when you were universally disliked."
[ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ]: " Zhongdeng, shut up first."