Chapter 120
Si Chen lay down on the bed almost as soon as he returned to his room that afternoon.
He was terribly sleepy but he was inexplicably full of energy still. In the end, he didn’t even know when he drifted off to sleep.
When he woke, he wasn’t in his room but on a big soft bed.
This bed was placed out in the wilderness, with the sky above and the ground below, surrounded by the rustling sounds of small animals.
Turing was lying next to him, resting his head on his arms, looking at him quietly.
The feeling of being watched was very strong.
Si Chen’s breathing slowed.
Neither of them spoke immediately.
A short distance away, a Hanged Ghost, red rope around its neck, dangled on a branch of a big pagoda tree. It swayed and swayed, until its rope broke.
The body fell to the ground with a loud bam, breaking the silence of the night.
“Now, you don’t even knock on my door?” Si Chen sat up, “Ji Chuyao?”
His tone was uncertain.
Turing did not refute, simply asking, “Who do you think I am?”
Si Chen sat up and he began to analyze, “A major premise is that Ji Chuyao and Turing are the same soul.”
“The source of this Space Fold is data that Turing abandoned. This data became intelligent and from within it, it simulated a ‘Turing’ for this instance.”
“Ji Chuyao entered this instance and died when the world restarted for the second time. His soul was liberated from his body. According to the characteristics of supernatural disasters, this is probably considered a ‘ghost’?”
Si Chen looked at him, at where Ji Chuyao’s eyes would be. “I think it was Ji Chuyao’s ghost that replaced the previous Turing of this instance. And because of his death, he obtained Turing’s memory along with the permissions and authority of the in-instance Turing.”
He held his breath and asked, “What do you think? Who do you think you are?”
There was silence for a long time. The Hanged Ghost, now with a severed head, found another rope and hung himself back up on the tree.
Ji Chuyao replied, “I don’t know.”
His voice was slightly mechanical.
“I didn’t realize that I was dead at first. I opened my eyes and saw the blue sky. But when I got up, my soul and body separated.”
“I stayed by my body and saw it slowly rot. Insects crawled around it, decomposing it. The ghosts floating around no longer showed any aggression towards me.”
“At that time, I was still Ji Chuyao. But later on, day after day, many strange memories appeared in my mind. Or perhaps, should I call it ‘data’?”
“Part of it came from the Space Fold itself and part of it came from Turing. Sometimes, I would even find myself on a circular metal platform, surrounded by glowing liquid, with many of ‘me’ soaked in it.”
“I’ve been thinking here for a long time and I don’t know who I am. Am I redundant data, a soul named ‘Turing’, or a ghost wandering in the Space Fold?”
Si Chen opened his mouth slightly, digesting the information given by Ji Chuyao.
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Si Chen bit his lower lip.
Ji Chuyao leaned forward, his tall nose almost brushing the tip of Si Chen’s.
Si Chen made no move to evade.
He felt that he shouldn’t cry but the tears wouldn’t stop.
Turing did say that this Space Fold posed no danger to him.
But he had been given no guarantee that “Ji Chuyao” would make it out alive.
In fact, it was precisely because Ji Chuyao had died that Si Chen was able to stay protected in this Level 4A instance.
Si Chen’s tears only flowed for a short while.
He quickly calmed down. “Can Turing resurrect you? Or, can you wake up in Turing’s body?”
After all, Ji Chuyao’s origin was somewhat special and tracing back to his roots, they were the same soul.
Ji Chuyao answered the second question, “Turing no longer has a body.”
His mechanical body had been given to the House of the Mind. As for his human body, it was unknown whether it could still live.
The most important thing was that he was very likely to be trapped in the Level 3 world. As a piece of discarded data.
“As for the first question, I don’t know. What I’ve recalled is not all of Turing’s memories.”
He could see Si Chen’s face clearly, and his slightly reddened eyes stained with tears.
When he thought that Si Chen was crying because of him, he felt inexplicably happy.
Ji Chuyao didn’t care that he was already dead, even though he still had attachments in human society.
“Ji Chuyao” has relatives, friends and even someone he likes.
But he couldn’t really die, after all.
Only that Ji Chuyao, this body, can’t be used anymore.
Ji Chuyao suddenly asked, “Can I kiss you?”
He wanted to kiss Si Chen so very much.
Especially once he thought about how he might not be able to see him for a long time in the future.
Si Chen thought for a moment and replied, “If you ask directly, then it’s definitely not allowed.”
If you’re not allowed to ask, then don’t ask.
He lowered his head, pressed down on Si Chen’s shoulder and kissed his cool lips.
Ji Chuyao had only seen young couples kissing, he wasn’t very good at doing it himself.
Si Chen felt the bridge of his nose being hit and it was so painful that he almost woke up from his dream.
Then Ji Chuyao turned his head sideways, stumbling. His lips stayed pressed against Si Chen’s for long time before he remembered that he should pry Si Chen’s lips apart.
The hand on his shoulder was made of metal and was extremely strong. Si Chen’s whole body sank into the soft cushions beneath him.
Weren’t the Carolians who made Turing’s body a little too obsessed with making it realistic? The rest of his body was hard and cold but his mouth was soft and hot.
The Hanged Ghost suddenly felt like this spot was quite unlucky.
It took the rope off the branch and decided to change to a tree much farther away.
Si Chen originally thought that Ji Chuyao would kiss him for only a little while, but it took longer than he expected. His jaw began to feel sore and the base of his tongue was going numb and tingly. Ji Chuyao for his part was becoming more and more skilled as they went on.
His hand went down and rubbed Si Chen’s tail.
The supposedly defensive ring of protection wasn’t working. Si Chen didn’t know if it was because it was a dream or because Ji Chuyao was considered to also be its user.
You must know that Song Bai’s hand had been cut and bled last time just because he drew close.
A strange heat exploded in his body.
Si Chen’s mind went blank for a moment. He pinched the bionic skin on the back of Ji Chuyao’s neck and tried to lift it up. “That’s enough.”
Ji Chuyao stopped moving.
Even if he wanted to go further, his body didn’t have the right tools to commit the crime.
His mechanical body was made for combat. It was impossible they’d assemble for him something like that that violated fluid mechanics.
Moreover, he was probably already tap dancing on Si Chen’s bottom line and the only reason he hadn’t yet been kicked out of bed was simply because he was a dead person.
He pointed to the where his heart should be. “I can’t simulate a heartbeat but I’m very happy here… It’s like I’m dreaming.”
It stood to reason that after a kiss, you wouldn’t have the energy to think about other things.
But Si Chen thought of what the robot teacher had said before, about trying to find a way to wake up if you encounter high-dimensional creatures in your dreams.
He pinched himself. It hurt a little.
But it had no effect.
Si Chen’s brows furrowed slightly.
Ji Chuyao was a little curious. “What’s wrong?”
Si Chen looked down at the watch on his wrist. “I already know that I’m dreaming. Why can’t I wake up? How can I control the dream?”
Ji Chuyao replied, “This isn’t your dream. It’s mine.”
The moment the words were out of his mouth, his expression suddenly froze.
“……It’s my dream.”
The surrounding environment gradually became distorted. Severe pain overtook Si Chen’s and his vision went dark.
He took a deep breath and stood up suddenly.
He wasn’t in the wilderness of Planet Carol anymore; nor was he on his bed in his dorm room.
Instead, he was on a wide street littered with thin metal wires like mycelium.
The antique computer in front of him was emitting faint smoke and the chip popped out of the card reader.
“Squeak!! Squeak squeak!!”
The Eternal Life Abyss cried out in joy.
Mom suddenly fell to the ground and wouldn’t wake up no matter how hard it shook him. It made it very anxious.
Its tentacle grabbed onto Si Chen’s wrist, while another tentacle pointed to a pile of bodies as high as a hill set to one side. It said in a very proud tone, “Mom, food!”
These were the Evolutionaries it had found nearby while its mother had been sleeping. There was enough to eat for a long time.
Food here was really easy to catch. They neither struggled nor ran away.
It hadn’t forgotten about the huge debt it had incurred from playing cards with Si Chen.
Si Chen held it in his arms soothingly, “Be good, Baobao, you can’t eat this.”
The Eternal Life Abyss’s three tentacles tightly hugged Si Chen’s upper body, circling around him several times.
In the sky, the suspended translucent screen kept flashing, as if it were about to disappear.
Si Chen raised his head and looked at the scrolling content on the screen.
[“Turing’s Dream” operation error, restarting…]
[The world is loading…]
[Restart failed. ]
[Game Over]
[Game Manufacturer: House of the Mind]
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[Cleared endings: BE line 1, BE line 17.]
[Uncleared ending: BE line 3.]
Not the debt haha
Did Turing dream of electric sheep? Or was it the realisation that if he’s dreaming, then he’s actually alive?
Abyss! Long time no see my cute little baby!
I just went back to the main page of the novel to make sure it’s a HE. 😅 Thanks for the chapter!
PFFT- So the name of the instance is the clue, huh. Turing’s Dream is literally the Dream that Turing is having. So to stop the instance, stop the dream, and wake him up! Very logical! I wonder why no one thought of it, maybe the big bad boss Turing was too scary for a conversation. XDDDDD
if it’s his own dream it means he’s not dead… right???
The actual love story here is between a mom and their disabled child
Wow
Thank you for your translation 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜
Little Abyss, I’ve missed you 😭
But also Ji Chuyao’s eagerness was cute lol.
Wah cute 🥺 🥰 I didn’t know tha huh! So it’s you Turing dreming about the Carolians. Tslk Another House of Mimd gamess. Guess they’re gonna be sort of a final boss.
Quite clever. The idea of this being Turing’s dream never occurred to me
On the plus side, I’m glad the affection’s real