Chapter 782 Brain

With dignified expressions, Charles and Tuba had already arrived at the center of the well city, and the paper rabbit could jump quite a distance in the air with every hop.

He looked down at the strange city below. The buildings in the city were very strange. Most of them were not straight, but swaying, as if these buildings were already tired from standing and seemed to want to lie down at any time.

There seemed to be some creatures living in Jingcheng. These things crawled back and forth like ants. Because the distance was too far, Charles couldn't tell what they were, anyway, they were not human beings.

"Those are "them", "they" are the aborigines of the big tree, and they absorb a little energy from the gods to survive, so they settle here." Tuba explained to Charles.

Charles withdrew his gaze and looked into the depths of the well. Then there was only chaos, and there was no central computer. "How long is it? We've been in for half an hour."

"Hurry up, I'll be there soon. Let me tell you what you're going to do later. When you get to the place, you have to open your head, dig out your brains, and then just throw it over like throwing a grenade."

Tuba's words were understated, but Charles almost thought he had heard it wrong, "What?! Say it again?"

Tuba raised his hand again, looked at the painting on the right hand on the ground, and said indifferently: "What are you panicking, this is not reality, this is another angle, you will not die, here you should Fear of being erased and replaced."

Charles recalled the previous experience. After carefully looking at Tuba for a while, he grabbed the rabbit made of newspapers and continued to jump deep into the well city. "I wanted to ask before, what is in my mind? Why can it be used as a weapon against the central computer? There is nothing in my mind other than Anna's tentacles."

Tuba turned his head and gave him a deep look. "Captain, you have experienced many things in Earthsea. Although you have forgotten some things, it does not mean that they have disappeared. On the contrary, they are more closely connected with you. They were only outside before, but after the Foundation Toss, it's all inside."

Charles looked down at his chest, and asked suspiciously: "What are you talking about? Why are you so crazy from this angle?"

Tuba smiled openly, shaking his body on the rabbit. "It's okay. I don't know what I'm talking about. It's good to be a lunatic. It's easy and worry-free."

While the two were talking, something emerged from the deepest part of the well. When the thing appeared in front of him through the chaos, Charles was very surprised.

From this angle, the central computer is not a brain, but a black shadow with a human silhouette. If I had to use something as a metaphor, it would be the back of a person.

This is the central computer of the Foundation, once the brain of the god Pad, and it looks even weirder than Charles imagined.

"Are you really sure it's this thing?" Charles looked around at the emptiness. Although it was a good thing that the Foundation didn't have any protection here, he still had no idea how things went so smoothly.

"Hey, why are you so smudged? Hurry up and throw your head over there. Then they would think that we are attacking at this angle." Tuba grabbed the long ears of the paper rabbit with his hands and stood up from his back.

Charles looked at Tuba in front of him, all kinds of contact with him flashed in his mind, and finally raised his hand and inserted it into his hair, pulling off the tentacles that acted as hair.

Immediately afterwards, he inserted his hands into the back of his head and gently clasped it. A rotten tofu that was riddled with holes by tentacles was held in the palm of Charles.

Although he lost his brain, there was nothing abnormal except that the back of his head felt cold. Tuba was right.

After shaking one hand, all the muscles in Charles' arm instantly exerted force, and he threw it hard at the dark shadow in the distance.

A little bit of brain fluid and brain spray splashed out from the brain, followed by the back of the main body, like a white meteor across the air.

Looking at his receding brain, Charles, whose head was empty, said in a low voice, "I hope the grave you dug wasn't for me."

Looking at the gradually receding brain, Tuba first smiled, then laughed loudly and finally laughed wildly, his face was full of complacency.

However, when he saw Charles' expressionless expression, the expression on his face disappeared instantly, and he asked in amazement; "Huh? I'm laughing like a bad guy, why didn't you respond? Did you stay?" Backhand?"

"Bad guy? This title is really general, so are you a bad guy?"

Tuba, who was standing on the rabbit, loosened his feet, sat back on the rabbit's back, and said in a regretful tone: "Of course I am not, I just want you to relax, so I'm just joking."

Charles sighed helplessly, "You are hundreds of years old, can you be more careful, is it time to joke?"

"How long do you live? Let me tell you, the longer you live, the happier you will be, so that life is meaningful, otherwise it will be completely useless to live like that guy with bandages!"

While Tuba was arguing with Charles, the "shooting star" in the distance disappeared into the black background in the distance.

The distant figure still squirmed and trembled. Charles immediately cheered up and stared at the scene in the distance.

Without warning, Charles suddenly discovered that besides his own eyes, he also had an extremely special stereoscopic perspective.

He saw his other body, which was a huge pool. The square pool contained not only water, but also a giant brain soaked in the pool. The water surface was covered with brain folds full of blood vessels.

A transparent optical fiber is inserted from around the transparent pool to connect to the things in the pool. At the end of the optical fiber are those weird devices made up of machinery, energy, flesh, and plants. The clones of the Foundation diligently work on these devices.

A huge amount of knowledge poured into his brain instantly from it. He knew that it was the central computer. He even knew the purpose of those machines and the number of each clone.

The powerful data and stronger will of the central computer will completely assimilate Charles almost instantly, and everything in his mind is not worth mentioning in front of the central computer.

However, just when he was about to be unable to tell whether he was Charles or the central computer, without warning, the blood in the pool began to boil, and the tiny blood vessels all over the folds began to burst.

Accompanied by a violent explosion, the entire pool exploded. The white brains completely drowned everything around.