The two boobs are now finally distinguished through an open-ended question, but there is another question that Marvin and Mia don't understand. That is, how does Taylor, the tailor, know the information they know and how they know their looks.

Taylor said: "These two problems are actually the same problem. A large amount of information is generated every day in this universe. If this information is not sorted out, it will be messy. If it is summarized and organized, it will become useful information."

Marvin looked at Mia. He didn't understand.

"Let me give you an example." Taylor took a sip of his drink and said, "There is a radio on your planet, right? The radio does not have a wire connected to the transmitter. How does it receive the signal?"

Mia didn't know, but Marvin did. He explained it to Milan, but Mia still didn't understand: "What's the battery?"

"Oh, it's not a battery, it's an electromagnetic. Forget it, I'll explain it to you later. Taylor, go on."

Taylor said: "When your spacecraft approaches our star, your information has been transmitted to me."

"What spaceship?" Mia asked.

Marvin pointed at the off-road vehicle and said, "That's the Whiskey."

This time Mia understood.

"So, I received your information and sorted it out, so that I can understand your situation. Next, I will make rag dolls that look like you, and then put a heart on them. This heart

Then they can become people who can talk and move. All the rag dolls on this rag doll star are replicas of real aliens."

Marvin asked: "Why make a copy? Can't you make a new one as you imagined?"

Taylor said: "That's a good question. The reason for the replication is because the hearts of these rag dolls can still receive signals from their prototypes. This way they can do what they want without having to be controlled by a person.

.If I make a new one according to my own ideas, then I have to find a way to make a control system for each person. This workload will be too much."

Marvin said he didn't understand.

"For example, a robot can be controlled by a computer. There is someone behind the computer to control it. I can make as many robots as there are people controlling the computer. But if there is no one behind the computer to control it,

I have to design a set of computer programs. I have to design as many programs as there are robots. Isn’t this a lot of work?”

Marvin tilted his head and thought for a while and asked: "But you can use one computer to control many robots?"

"That's possible. But wouldn't that be boring? If everyone had the same idea, wouldn't they be just robots?"

It turned out that the tailor named Taylor wanted to create different people on this star. This reminded Marvin of an ancient legend.

"In our country, there is a legend about Nuwa who created humans. She doesn't seem so tired."

"Oh? How was she made?" Taylor asked.

Marvin said: "I have forgotten the content of the story. However, I remember this part. Nuwa made a man out of mud, but the speed was too slow. Then she thought of a way. She used a whip to make people in the mud.

The flying mud fell to the ground and turned into people."

"Oh, like this?"

Marvin added: "By the way, the people Nuwa squeezed with her hands were good-looking and smart. The people she whipped out with her whip were not good-looking and stupid."
Chapter completed!