"Forget it... I don't want to think about you anymore. Aliens... Our earthlings' brains are not as good as you." I sighed helplessly, "In short, you mean that the team with the book "Ordinary World" poses the greatest threat to us, and we are still safe now. Now, let's just take a walk first, right?"

"Yes." Zhu Qingyun said slowly.

"Then you'll finish saying that earlier?" I spread my hands, rubbed the people, turned around and looked around the others, and suggested, "Why... let's just take a look? Maybe there's a way to go home?"

This time, everyone acquiesced to my words. The man who looked like a priest was still chanting the verses, full of shock and excitement. Lou Biyue was mourning, and the mushroom head Wang Baoyu followed me, scratching his head and asking this and that. The driver Zhang Wei followed us silently, while Wen Subing looked at Zhu Qingyun from time to time, and deliberately kept a distance.

"Hey, brother, have we encountered the time travel during the teleportation?"

"Hehe, brother, why do you think aliens look like this? I thought aliens all have big eyes and small ears, and they have pineapple heads!"

"Hey, brother, what is the origin of that woman named Miyako? Could she be really God? Do you think we really have a chance to become God? What does it feel like to be God? That woman destroys a universe with every move. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

After a few words, I had already figured out the character of the Mushroom Head. This guy with a non-yin and uneven country bumpkin accent is not only clingy, but also a genuine talkative person, which really upset me. If Zhu Qingyun is a robot without saying a word, then this guy is simply an upset fly.

We walked down the cliff. Since no one dared to get too close to Zhu Qingyun, an alien, I kept the closest distance with him.

"Hey, alien guy, you've been looking at you all the time and can you tell me what tricks you have?"

Zhu Qingyun immediately turned to look at me, his eyes emitting a clear light, and said: "At present, we can know that the gravity of this planet is similar to that of the earth. The oxygen concentration in the air is about 21%, the air temperature is 23 degrees Celsius, and the air humidity is 65%. From the perspective of the height angle of the moon, the air displacement speed, the deflection angle, and the length of the distant city periphery and the change rate of the shadow angle of the city. The real data comparison of the real earth can be inferred that the distance between the earth and the distance of the moon is about 380,000 kilometers. However, from the shadow area of ​​the planet projected on the moon, the volume of the planet is estimated to be twice that of the original earth. The rotation speed of this planet is the same as that of the earth, but the tidal force that the planet is subject to seems to be almost the same as that of the original earth. From this, it is speculated that the satellite of this planet is hollow..."

"Stop and stop... I don't need to say the data behind it, no one can understand..." I stopped Zhu Qingyun's continuous words, so as not to start counting the alien machine again.

"Hey, Mutou, although I know this may be your aliens' speaking habit, you can speak human language at least. Can you not bring a lot of data when you speak? No one can understand it, and no one can listen."

I glanced at Zhu Qingyun and said with a wry smile.

Zhu Qingyun straightened his body, looked straight at me and said:

"Mathematics is the most precise tool that can be used to describe the universe. The essence of this universe is mathematics. Even if it is a ghost like Sadako created by you humans, or Miyako I saw before, I can describe its heat, displacement speed, mass volume, material composition, color shape, structural form, action amplitude and sound fluctuations, etc., quantify everything about the object, and there is nothing in the world beyond mathematics. Even if there is the God you call it, that God cannot escape mathematics."

Mathematics, this is Zhu Qingyun's belief, and this alien-constructed living body, I know that I will never have a common language.

As if he heard Zhu Qingyun's words, the priest named Luther was displeased, and he couldn't help but say:

"Nothing nonsense, how can you know God? God is beyond your description and imagination! What is mathematics? Mathematics is also created by God!"

Facing Father Luther's words, Zhu Qingyun just glanced at him gently, then pushed the glasses frame and said to himself:

"Ignorance of low intelligence structure."

When Luther heard Zhu Qingyun's words, he was furious. I stepped forward in time, pulled Zhu Qingyun away, patted him on the shoulder, and looked at Luther with a smile:

"I can't be angry if I can't speak." Then I winked at Zhu Qingyun and told him to say less, but Zhu Qingyun didn't say anything else.

I let out a long beard and looked at the Haoyue in the sky, and couldn't help but say:

"What a big moon, hey, it's really 'people can't get the bright moon, but the moon walks with people.' Ah!"

Zhu Qingyun immediately interrupted:

"Your poem comes from Li Bai's "Ask the Moon with Wine and Ask the Old Friend Jia Chunling" which means that the distance between the moon and the surface of the earth is too far away, and it is not accessible to humans in the eighth century who did not invent the working fluid rocket. However, due to the average distance of 3884,401 kilometers between the moon and the earth, the displacement of humans can be ignored compared to the moon, so it is difficult for humans to visually distinguish the displacement of the moon's observation position to obtain parallax value."

"Wrong!" This time, I couldn't help but burst out. I looked at Zhu Qingyun confidently and said seriously, "This time, you are really wrong. The profound meaning of the poem is far from being described by simple data. This poem by Li Bai describes the long distance between the moon and the earth, but it also reflects the desire of humans to climb the moon for generations and the moon ruthlessly looking up at the humans in the sky for generations, from generation to generation, looking up at the generations of humans in the sky for generations.

The indifference that leads to the resurrection is also mixed with human desire to explore the truth of the universe, seeking immortality and the ruthlessness of heaven and earth, and human beings’ helpless feelings about the cold moon and not being able to understand human emotions. Zhu Qingyun, even if you can describe the relative relationship between the moon and human beings in the most precise language, you cannot describe the specific emotions written in the poem, because... the deep emotions contained in the poem must be described with your heart."

"Heart? Emotion?" Zhu Qingyun listened to my words, and looked confused in his eyes and murmured, "What is the heart? What is love? I can't understand the meaning of the heart that you humans often say. It does not seem to refer to the organ responsible for blood circulation throughout the body. It seems to refer to the comprehensive analysis and processing of the brain and the ability to summarize and express receptor information by the central brain program. I also cannot understand the feelings you humans say. In my opinion, the so-called feelings are nothing more than the differences in secretion of dopamine, adrenal hormones, cortisol hormones, testosterone, as well as neurons, blood vessels, heart muscles, hypothalamus, etc.

The response of body parts to different secretions of these hormones is just a severity. For example, one gram of hormones in three trunks can promote male and female enhancement and increase mating behavior. One billionth of microgram of dopamine can make people feel excited, and different proportions of dopamine also correspond to different emotional values. Generally, jokes can lead to about 30% of dopamine secretion; food can lead to about 70% of dopamine secretion, which is why there are so many foodies. And ** can lead to 100% of dopamine secretion, and ** can even reach 200% of secretion."

I was stunned by Zhu Qingyun, but soon shook my head solemnly:

"No, you don't understand, because you don't have a heart. You don't understand feelings. You will never be able to understand the world expressed in poetry."

"Do you mean that the linguistic fuzzy description of poetry leads to an increase in the information combination form in the human brain knowledge base, which leads to divergent associations in the human brain, the enhancement and frequent fuzzy and divergent operation modes, and the high tolerance rate of poetry lyrics produce what you humans call "association" and "imagination"?"

"No, you still don't understand." I still shook my head, "You don't understand. You don't have the heart."

"So are you referring to the heart synonymous with the ability of the overall system or brain consciousness thinking system formed by the comprehensive formation of various functional organs of human individuals?"

"No, you still don't understand." I still shook my head, "You don't understand, you don't have the heart."

This time, Zhu Qingyun looked at me blankly, showing a deep thought for the first time. Then he turned around, slowly raised his head, and looked at the bright moon in the sky. The cold moonlight sprinkled his face and illuminated his eyes. I saw that his quiet eyes also reflected the bright light of the moon.

"Is the heart...what, is the heart?"

Looking at this guy who is extremely smart but dull and dull in some aspects, I can't help but smile secretly. Maybe this guy is not really heartless.

"You are just verbally forcibly denying my sentence." After thinking for a while, Zhu Qingyun suddenly turned his head seriously and looked at me, "Actually, you don't know what your heart is."

Facing Zhu Qingyun's burning gaze, I was stunned, coughed, and said:

"What nonsense, I... Of course I know. How can aliens like you understand our human culture?"

Zhu Qingyun showed a rare look of distrust, but I whistled and looked elsewhere.

Walking along the stream and going out of the mountain, we unconsciously arrived at the edge of the city we had looked at on the cliff before.

As I got closer, I was even more shocked by the spectacular scene of the prosperous city like a giant beast in front of me.

This is a composite metropolis. Looking up, the sights are filled with countless commercial shops and shopping centers, as well as bar, dancehall, amusement parks and other entertainment facilities that can be seen everywhere. The buildings in the city are not bound by a single era or country. They are stern Gothic buildings with pointed arches, ribbed vaults and flowered windows; Baroque buildings with dynamic sense, floating colors, and colorful decorations and carvings, highlighting freedom and exaggeration; delicate and soft, with asymmetrical characteristics, and many Rococo-style buildings with arcs and s-shaped curves; flying eaves, ridges, red walls, green tiles, jade railings and white steps, magnificent and solemn Eastern classical buildings; bustling anti-traditional bohemian buildings with a mysterious atmosphere and layered waves; postmodern buildings with jagged teeth and neatly drawn...

There are pedestrians coming and going on the streets, but they are extremely orderly. The dress of pedestrians is also very unique. The men in gentlemanly clothes and women in Bavarian princess dresses are shoulder to shoulder, and their eyebrows and eyes are conveyed. The men in classic Korean traditional clothing and the women in pairs of ponytails are tied together.

All the representative architectural styles in human history can be feasted here. What is this place?

The seven of us stopped in front of the arched welcome gate in the outermost circle of the city, sighing and marveling.

"Welcome to Sodom, the city of heaven. Are the seven newcomers just back from the old Earth time trip in the Earth stage?" A sweet voice sounded. When I looked up, I saw a woman wearing a green shirt and a transparent and thin back as if she was like a dragonfly, floating slowly down from the sky. This is a sweet and gentle woman, about sixteen years old, with big eyes, red lips, curly eyelashes, long hair drooping shoulders, and white skin. She floats in front of us like an elf in mythology.

Seeing the woman flying in front of us, we were all shocked and looked at each other and couldn't speak.

"Miss, you...you can fly?" Wang Baoyu asked.

Seeing Wang Baoyu's stunned look, the elf lady couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled:

"This lovely Mushroom Head, this is our first meeting. My name is Gomorrah, and I am the city's artificial intelligence guide elf. It is specially designed for guests who have lost their memory or need to find entertainment facilities. You can also call me Xiaocai Moth. Look at your dress as the Earth in the old era? But since you can't remember me, maybe you accidentally deleted your memory. It doesn't matter. As long as you return to Sodom, no matter whether you remember who you are, you can live a heavenly life here."

Gomorra continued to smile and said:

"As for why I fly, it is because I use low-speed aerospace technology. The gravity line offset device installed in my body can offset the gravity at the center of the earth and let my body fly vertically upwards, that is, the direction of gravity is always lined with the direction of speed. In this way, I can slowly take off the air, reduce the energy input of the gravity line offset device in my body, and make me land slowly. Using low-speed aerospace technology, even if I can only rise by one meter per second, as long as the time is long enough, I can fly out of the earth."

Gomorrah was confused when I heard the words, and I couldn't help but say in surprise:

"Why don't I understand half of your words? Also, are you... artificial intelligence?"

Gomorrah laughed and danced around the air, then said to me:
Chapter completed!