Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1530: Never look back

The roaring waves of darkness suddenly jumped into the sky before our eyes, sweeping towards the earth and engulfing them; wherever it existed, no world could exist——

Lin Sanjiu closed her eyes suddenly, and when she opened them again, she realized while sweating profusely that she was still "sitting" in the silent universe, nothing had happened, and the judgment had not yet come.

Nu Wa’s words just now seemed to carry a movie trailer of ultimate destruction, which entered Lin Sanjiu’s mind without warning, making her almost think that she was going to be swallowed up and destroyed together at that moment. , disappeared, and now I couldn't even control my body, and it started to tremble.

No, she is not afraid of death.

How many times has she imagined the world after her death, or in other words, various worlds - the Black Market is still bustling with people, the stall selling round tea is filled with customers drinking tea, and some travelers are looking into the distance. The mushroom of truth swaying in the wind... Even if she no longer exists, everything she has witnessed, touched, and breathed will continue; she never thought that the world that once accommodated her would no longer exist. Meaning, her existence itself is meaningless.

The most terrifying thing is not your own death, but the death of meaning.

Nu Wa is indeed no longer a human being, she thought to herself, otherwise, as a human being, how can we face the eternal, indifferent, lonely silence when all meaning is lost in the future? In the vast universe, I am the only one left in the end. I still remember human beings and their million-year journey, but these memories are no more meaningful than a gust of wind.

Only a non-human creature can become the final grave of the memory of the human race as an outsider.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Sanjiu dug her nails into the skin of her palms, forcing herself to calm down.

...Maybe even Nuwa couldn't bear the empty and silent future, so she gave herself two choices.

In terms of brains, she may not be as good as many people, but Lin Sanjiu is not stupid.

Ten righteous people does not mean that she can only find ten people. From the passage of Abraham's words recounted by Nuwa, we can see that "ten" is the minimum obtained by Abraham's repeated questions. This sounds like nonsense, but if there are even twenty or thirty righteous people, then It certainly makes no sense to only allow ten of them to survive.

The question is, what is a "righteous person" and what is "not looking back".

She seemed to have been thinking for a while, but when Nuwa made another move, Lin Sanjiu felt that the last sentence had not even faded away - she raised her head and looked at Nuwa for a moment. Turning around, looking at the dark universe to the left of the three of them, he sighed.

"The environmental conditions of the new game conference are far more gentle and tolerant than the Garden of Eden." She looked focused, as if the darkness was filled with all kinds of people like prehistoric murals. "The people selected for the press conference cannot be called good or bad. At the beginning, they were just the most ordinary and mediocre group of people. The trembling king who wants to kill you will still treat you A woman who looks like her mother has a protective heart; no matter how insensitive a person is, there are few who can surpass her in terms of loyalty and hard work. Even if she is raised to this point like a poison, if she is We sit down and defend them, and still no one is purely bad."

Lin Sanjiu waited silently for her to continue.

"Is everyone bad?" Nuwa asked softly, not like she was asking Lin Sanjiu, nor like she was asking herself. "If you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem to be the case. During the time when I was watching the new game conference, there were also kinder people than the group of people you see now. I remember one, the game he created was 'Rescue Station', game players will become volunteers to help people who have been physically and mentally traumatized after coming out of other games... The recipients must give materials back to the rescue station, and the volunteers will use these materials to save more people. . If you help someone, you will get one point, and the volunteer can stay in the 'rescue station' for a day. Of course, being a volunteer at the rescue station is better than being a player in the elephant room, right?"

Lin Sanjiu couldn't hold it back and moaned softly.

Nu Wa looked back at her, as if she couldn't help laughing. "Yeah, you've also found something wrong. You can score points after you save people, and you can do volunteer work only after you get points. So what do you do when there is no one to save? Just create people who need to be saved. Saving people after hurting them is not only You can score points, and you can also get a share of the feedback materials. Human beings can always project self-interested intentions on everything...but this is not surprising. What I want to say is not those who do volunteer work, but This is the man who created the game."

Lin Sanjiu nodded silently. The person who created the game seems to have good intentions and actions. If they are misinterpreted and used by others, then he should not be blamed - is he considered a "righteous person"?

As if she understood her thoughts, Nuwa smiled slightly and said: "Before continuing to discuss this person, let me give you an example from the past world. If there is such a small country where the people are poor and hungry, There is a lack of medical treatment and medicine. Although they are extremely tired and exhausted, they are still struggling to survive every day. Some people feel very pitiful when they see it. They appeal internationally and raise a large amount of food and supplies out of their own pockets, and send them all to this place. ."

... Nuwa's tone was so subtle that it was almost indescribable. Lin Sanjiu actually didn't dare to listen to such a standard act of kindness.

"He sent it, he was satisfied. Half a year later, people still had the same life - if not worse. The good people were puzzled, the good people shed tears, and the good people raised another sum. From then on, he had to give out money and materials every few years. No matter how much he helped, the people in that place would always be in more and more serious poverty and never see the light of day."

Nu Wa stopped here, with the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, like the tip of a cold iron blade under compassion. "When a good man finished his life amidst applause, he died peacefully and contentedly at the age of eighty, although the people in that place are far more miserable now than before."

"Why is it more bitter?" Lin Sanjiu murmured subconsciously, but this was more like a conditioned reflex - she actually already had a vague idea of ​​the real answer.

"It will be more painful," Yu Yuan said, "From this situation, it is illogical not to be miserable."

Nu Wa smiled and said: "But how many people he made a meal of? What a good person, just like the game creator I just mentioned.

"He realized that his game was being exploited by players. How could he not be anxious and how could he not stop it? So he asked around at the press conference and found out the most vicious and cruel game locations. Through game rewards, I told the volunteers in my game so that they could all find fresh victims directly without having to create victims themselves.

"...He was eventually killed by other game creators. Because they wanted to extend his stay, the good man who created the game was the first to be killed. Before he died, he I said in pain, how could I not be rewarded for being a good person?"

Nuwa sighed quietly.

"But he has clearly received a reward commensurate with his good deeds, which is the dopamine produced in his brain. No matter how much more, he does not deserve it; because it is chaotic, ignorant, self-satisfied, gray, and kind. Evil.

"If a good person wants to figure out what causes the people of this small country to suffer more and more even after receiving relief, then he is not a good person, because when he figures it out, he does it unintentionally. A compassionate and generous person."

"...So, where are the righteous?" Lin Sanjiu asked with a slightly trembling voice.

"A man broke into that small country and said that I am here to tell you the truth and resist this fate for you, so he was stoned to death by the people of that small country." Nuwa said almost calmly: "You How can you blame those people? They don't understand anything. What they hear and see is the world that is logical. You see, human beings are such a creature. They are born with original sin. Not in the biblical sense. , the original sin passed down from Adam...but the original sin of ignorance and confusion, which is the fuel of evil. Why is Gong Daoyi more valuable than most people? Because he is sober."

She sighed softly, and slowly pulled the tip of her hand out from the dark time under her feet. When her action ends, this conversation will also come to an end.

Nuwa smiled and said: "Those who stay in Sodom, sigh, wash their faces with tears, do good deeds, and repair walls and houses are not righteous people. If it were not for them to repair the walls, Sodom might have been destroyed. Collapse, with their unexplained goodness, Sodom becomes stronger. They need evil, condemn evil, cooperate with evil, you and me, nourish each other, without each other, they will be lost. In the same way, so looking back are not righteous."

When the last word left his mouth ~IndoMTL.com~ the tip of his hand was also pulled out of time.

At that moment, countless scenes that could happen, but Lin Sanjiu didn't know whether they had happened or not, all flowed together, distorting her perception of space and time. She seemed to hear herself saying, "You have too high demands on people." Nuwa seemed to reply from another distant time, "I have no demands on people." Everything was like a dream. It seemed that in thousands of parallel spaces, there were thousands of Nuwa and millions of Lin Sanjiu, having a paradoxical conversation with the same theme. She only heard the words from other parallel spaces. lingering sound.

When her mind and feet returned to the underground space where the new game was released, she realized that she had not changed her position at all. Yu Yuan was still standing on her left side, and the room was still empty, except that Nuwa was no longer in front of her.

In its place was a white silk cloth on the ground.

Ji Shanqing seemed to be asleep, lying calmly on the silk cloth with his hands clasped in front of him. His long hair, as black as water, flowed between the white silks, and the falling light shone brightly among the silks, reflecting on his skin. He was immersed in a sweet land that was beyond the reach of the world, with a faint blush on his lips and cheeks.