392: Chapter 179 “It” _2 392: Chapter 179 “It” _2 “The sa,” Wei Shan broke down the mystery of “ignoring,” “just like you keep ‘Fantasy Stockings and Beautiful Legs’ on the tip of your tongue to concentrate, while others silently recite their nas and student numbers in their hearts.
In the end, it’s all about focussing your attention.”
“Moreover, considering that those non-human things could read your thoughts and get your identity information in the dark and misty conditions… for real concentration, ‘Fantasy Stockings and Beautiful Legs’ might be safer than ‘silently reciting identity information’.”
“Damn…” Two exclaims erupted simultaneously in dormitory 1414.
One from Lin Yi.
One from Wei Liang.
“at Mountain Demon King, don’t talk nonsense!” Wei Liang, who stuffed his head under the pillow as if “I can’t hear anything you guys are discussing,” spoke with tears streaming down his face, “I’m just trying to score so XP, can you guys not be so outrageous?”
“Why are you getting all worked up all of a sudden if you were sleeping just fine?” Kuai Hongji sneered slyly, “We’re just discussing things, don’t take it personally!”
“Damn!
Are you planning to gang up on Song Rentou and casually treat like a minion to be fard?” Wei Liang pouted and lay down again, muttering resentfully, “Forget it, think what you will…
Wuu wuu wuu, you’re actually corrupting such a simple and pure gentleman!”
“Wuu wuu wuu…”
He buried his head again and stuck his butt out like an ostrich.
But Lin Yi wasn’t hit by his sloppy act, his expression remained unchanged, yet he felt an indescribable shock in his heart.
Speaking of which, actually, these past few days have all been foggy, and the way they handled it on the day they entered the school was actually in line with the arrangents given by Class Teacher-040 to those new Experience Students who hadn’t yet had their sensitivity level assessed…
And in that kind of weather…
Wei Liang actually anticipated ahead of ti the behaviour of non-human classmates capturing identity information, and directly planted the thought in him to use XP to concentrate when it was crucial?!
Lin Yi looked at Wei Liang with a weird expression.
At the mont, Wei Liang was maintaining a “Gorger” posture, but for so reason, he shivered slightly as if a chill had struck his backside.
“I’m already asleep!
I’m already asleep!
You guys keep chatting!”
Wei Liang said over and over again, even making over-exaggerated snoring sounds, leaving his roommates a bit lost.
Lin Yi remained silent.
In fact, silently reciting nas and student numbers as the rules stated wasn’t wrong because it addressed the vast majority of Experience Students, and the need to recite identity information mostly arose when there was an issue with the layering.
But for High Sensitivity Experience Students like them, they needed to adhere to the principles, and then make necessary adjustnts according to the underlying logic, within the boundaries allowed by the rules.
For instance, the essence of silently reciting identity information is to shift attention from external things and focus it on a certain point, with the info on the student ID card rely being one possible anchor, but fantasy stockings, ani, gas, or even replaying a comic in your mind would all work…
But rules wouldn’t be written in such detail, and sotis they simply accomplished ‘Cognitive Anchoring’ and ‘Concentration’ by silently reciting identity information.
However, for the Highly Perceptive Group, sotis these details need to be fleshed out, like how…
Song Rentou must have focused his attention on a special interest point to be able to return to the dormitory smoothly on a foggy day.
Wait a second…
High Sensitivity Experience Student…?!
He certainly was a High Sensitivity Experience Student, but didn’t Class Teacher-040 specifically calling out Wei Liang also completely confirm the fact that Wei Liang belonged to the Highly Perceptive Group?!
Hiss…
Lin Yi sucked in a sharp breath of cold air, not from shock at the discovery, after all, he had already guessed it.
Whether it was the crafty tricks that allowed one to erge unscathed from an encounter with the Pocket Chef or so other operation, all proved the extraordinariness of Wei Liang.
The point he thought of was—’Liangzi, Liangzi, what other surprises do you have that I don’t know about?’
Wei Liang’s crafty tricks were like Dora the Fat’s pocket apron; you never know what amazing thing you can pull out when you reach into it.
By now, Tian Bufan had finished looking through the album and tossed the digital cara back to Lin Yi.
Lin Yi caught the digital cara and found that the video screen was frozen on a display of snow noise.
“Quite interesting, the pure white ceiling filled Tian Bufan with interest, “A digital cara is just a tool for capturing images; if it is interfered with, the recorded image should be dark or a purely black and crude image – not snow noise.”
Lin Yi said, “A conceptual level sculpture opened the classroom door, but the digital cara couldn’t capture it; I’m very curious about what kind of form it would take under electronic observations.”
“It might not have a form at all.”
“Ah?”
“These snow noises are identical to the snow noise produced by a television when the signal is interfered with.
However, a television generates snow noise because it is influenced by electromagnetic effects.”
“Even sotis with no signal at all, a television will still display a screen full of snow noise…”
“This snow noise…
it is the afterglow of the universe’s birth, the powerful radiation generated by the Big Bang, which, even after billions of years, has not completely disappeared.
The faint traces that fall onto the television screen appear as snow noise.”
“However, this shouldn’t be sothing the electronic components of a digital cara could capture.
Can you understand this logic?”
“Capturing is a process, whereas snow noise is actually a result.”
“The student code states that the campus has poor signals, preventing the use of communication devices.
That is understandable, but a digital cara should not be affected…
If it couldn’t capture it, it should have failed from the start, yet it captured non-human classmates but strangely could not capture this conceptual rank sculpture.”
“This only suggests that we cannot comprehend that kind of life form.
It interfered directly with the working principle of the digital cara, but as to why, we have no knowledge whatsoever.”
Lin Yi fell silent for a mont, then put away the digital cara, and pondered, “Young Master Tian, did you make eye contact with it that night?”
“No,” Tian Bufan shook his head, “The night before last, the mont the classroom door was pushed open, all the Sports Students and Art Students shrank back, and I retreated with them, focusing my attention on the corner…”
“My intuition told not to look at it, but in any case, I was still able to clearly sense that there was sothing indescribable and incomprehensible entering my ‘perception.’ I did not look or listen, but I could vaguely sense its form…”
“Or should I say…
‘It’?”
“I believe it’s sothing completely different from all recorded life forms known to us, like so sort of ‘quantum state’ that cannot be described or conceptualized with our current cognition and scientific knowledge.
In my vague induction, ‘It’ seed like a figure composed of countless sparkling glass shards, still changing, and the reason that figure was human-like might even be due to the form mappings in my subconscious…”
“However, at so point, I felt ‘It’ was like a sculpture etched from nurous irregular gemstone fragnts, and your definition is very accurate; it is a ‘conceptual level sculpture’.”
“But ‘It’ and the unseen sculpture are completely different entities.
Whether it’s a human sculpture or an incomplete one, those are sculptures in the clear sense of the word.
But ‘It’ seems to be sothing that, just because of our cognition – which forced a definition on ‘It’ to prevent us from collapsing after seeing ‘It’ – was arbitrarily labeled as a ‘sculpture’.”
“‘Conceptual level sculpture.’
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