Chapter 929: Chapter 929: The Rabbit Gentleman and the Clown

The Rabbit Gentleman left the battle game and entered another white space.

The Clown lay there, his head and body having parted ways, with a spring limp between them, sprawled on the ground like a discarded mechanical toy.

“Is the game over?” the Clown asked.

“It is,” replied the Rabbit Gentleman slowly walking towards it, “This was the campaign you were responsible for, you should personally settle the game.”

“I don’t want to see her.” The Clown lay motionless on the ground, devoid of its former jubilation, “She said I wasn’t funny, she said I didn’t understand humor… She said, no matter what I say or do, I would never truly make anyone burst into laughter…”

The Rabbit Gentleman tried to console it, “Humor is not solely defined as she put it; she deliberately narrowed it down to provoke you, it’s a form of player resistance in language. You should understand that.”

“I understand… but I feel she’s right,” the Clown’s voice was calm, “I am a Clown who doesn’t understand humor, unable to make anyone burst into laughter… Why am I a Clown?”

It twisted its spring, turning its face upwards towards the Rabbit Gentleman, and asked with its sausage mouth opening and closing, “Do you understand what humor is?”

The Rabbit Gentleman was silent for a while before saying, “In human studies of humor theory, there are three main theoretical factions: the superiority theory from the perspective of social behavior, the relief theory from psychoanalytic viewpoint, and incongruity theory from cognitive psychology. Although we know the definitions in detail, we still cannot fully understand the concept on an emotional level.”

The Clown quietly looked at the Rabbit Gentleman, “…So, why am I a Clown?… A Clown that isn’t funny at all, why should I exist? It’s truly a bizarre thing.”

It questioned again, “You said we are products of the system, why would the system need a Clown that isn’t funny?… Where exactly do we come from?”

Hearing this, the Rabbit Gentleman fell silent, and after a long time, it said softly, “Since you so wish to know, let me take you to see.”

“Alright,” said the Clown, “I want to see.”

After these words were spoken, the Clown’s body began to fade, turning into the same pure white as the space. As it faded, its shape also gradually disintegrated, breaking down into tiny cubic particles.

The head, arms, body, clothes, and the spring, all disintegrated, 1cm particles became 1mm particles, and continued to break down, endlessly breaking down…

It vanished into the air, leaving no trace behind.

The Rabbit Gentleman lifted its head slightly, watching the last cubic particle dissolve, and sighed inaudibly.

Another failure.

…

Elsewhere, the Headquarters Building was bustling with excitement.

Chu Huaijin had someone bring in a projector to play a movie in the hall at the behest of the King; it was a Vampire movie named “Four Hundred Years of Stunned Affection.”

It was a rare entertainment event and even the staff were drawn to it, packing the hall to the brim.

Bai Youwei, seeing the Vampire enter the scene, said, “Ah, that’s scary~”

Then she hid in Shen Mo’s arms, hugging his waist tightly, “I’m so frightened~”

Shen Mo frowned, “Then let’s change the movie.”

Bai Youwei: “…”

“It’s easy to have nightmares after watching these at night,” Shen Mo glanced around, “Since many people are already watching, it’s probably inconvenient to switch the movie halfway through. Let’s go back to our room instead, Tan Xiao has a lot of cartoons on his phone, just pick and watch any, it can help relax your mind.”

Bai Youwei pouted, “I’m quite relaxed right now…”

Suddenly, the crowd around them grew quiet, and looking back at the screen, the movie’s male lead was being seduced by a glamorous female Vampire; the filming was a bit explicit, captivating everyone’s gaze.

Bai Youwei gave Shen Mo a meaningful glance.