Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 670: The idealist

I said to the file, in this conscious world, below "God", I am the strongest. Although the file was surprised at my change at this time, he was not commenting on what I said. He was taken aback for a moment, and only showed a playful smile. Maybe she really doesn't think I can really be as strong as I said, but I really do think so, and also don't care about her ambiguous silence. Except for me and "Jiang", who knows better about me at this time? What's more, the evaluation criteria of the file are not the same as mine. What I call "God" is not the same as the "God" she knows.

My confidence, will and persistence do not require the approval of others, I think so. Even if my desires, opinions, and actions are not understood, all I can and need to do is to remain silent.

"Did you find anyone else?" The file changed the subject and asked. Since both the file and I have entered this world of consciousness, this standard is enough to allow more people to enter this world.

"No." I shook my head, indicating that I didn't come in much earlier than her. We each pondered for a while to follow the clues that we could discern, and then we gathered each other's thoughts together to draw a comprehensible outline for the whole event.

"That is to say, the impact of the riot of the energy circulation network has brought us people into this place?" The file said in a declarative tone. While we were talking, we swiftly walked along the long corridor formed by the barbed wire. It was only recently that we stopped on a seemingly more stable iron stand, and carefully looked at our surroundings. This iron stand is connected to a gear lever mechanism, moving back and forth, regularly connecting with other barbed wire corridors, just like a moving platform. If you go down from this foothold, you will find a source of light and heat. The light and heat of this ideological world are not radiated from the same source, and there is such a place under our feet that seems to be the source, and its specific form cannot be confirmed. Because the light and heat there are especially violent. The file didn't dare to look at that place too much. The extremely strong light and heat seemed to dazzle people's eyes by staring at them, melting people's bodies. However, I have no such restrictions, though. Intuitive light and heat are indeed a bit uncomfortable, but it is nothing more than that, and it is not as strong as a file.

In this conscious world, only in terms of mystery, the negative feelings produced by intuition approach the reality without limit, if the file is really staring at the light and heat. Maybe he would really be blinded and his body melted. But since I don't have such a strong feeling, this possibility will also be infinitely close to zero. Perhaps the difference between me and a file lies in my eyes. Even so, I can't identify the source of the light and heat, just think. There is a subtle feeling. It is a kind of living, no, emotional, or it is like someone or a group of people burning their lives, will and soul with all their strength, and in this state, they are boiling indefinitely. Emotions-it’s not specific emotions, it’s impossible to distinguish whether it is fear or pleasure. It is a general and comprehensive "emotion."

There is more than one source of light and heat in this conscious world. Although you are above this source and within the range of your eyes, you can’t find the second one, but this conscious world is like this. Vast, as if boundless, and flooded in this world. Even if it is not at the source, there is still strong light and heat. Naturally, it cannot be caused by a source. Regarding the truth of this ideological world, both I and the file have guessed, it's just. At present, there is no evidence to prove our conjecture, but our respective conjectures are very similar. This is a similar cognition obtained through the exchange of ideas and intelligence.

"The energy shock does not affect everyone at the same time, so we do not arrive in this world at the same time?" It is still a question, but it is also the tone of the statement. The file was standing on the edge of the iron stand. To this endless world, with no definite goal or any guiding clues, I didn't know what to do or where to go, so I could only stay in place, thinking carefully.

Probably, she is hoping to be able to wait and see what signs she encounters-whether people, strange things, abnormalities and mysteries bring danger, only changes will not be like headless flies. Collide. This ideological world is endless. This is not an illusion. Strictly speaking, it makes me and her intuitively believe that it is not an illusion. The more we observe the world, the more we feel that this "infinity" statement is the real situation. However, the question is here, and perhaps the answer is also here. What is the source that can create an "boundless" ideological world? Even "Jiang" has only created a boundary line that only encompasses the entire base, of course, perhaps because it does not need to create such a large ideological world.

First of all, the source that can be removed is the "culprit" that caused us to enter here-the energy cycle network. Because that is only energy, it does not have the mystery of constructing the conscious world, and when we are drawn into this world, the feeling we have in the chaotic darkness is like passing through a pipe and being flowed by water. The feeling of washing away, the experience and feeling at the time, I and the file are the same. Therefore, we all agree that the energy circulation network at most constructs a channel to connect this ideological world. When the energy impact reaches us, it "connects" one end of the channel with us. After that, our "soul", or "consciousness", is forced to push out of the body and enter this strange world of consciousness.

Then, based on this recognition, ask a question: "Where is the other end of the energy circulation network connected?" Although this question is difficult to answer accurately, it is not without doubtful goals, because energy The connected end of the circular network is also the source of this "infinite" ideological world. This goal can never be a mundane and trivial thing. Barely meeting this standard, there are two giants created by wizards using combined spells, but even if those two giants can seize the energy in the energy circulation network, it is unlikely to create an "infinite" ideological world-if This "infinity" is true, and we judged intuitively that this "infinity" is true, so the wizards were eliminated.

The giant created by the wizard's combination of spells, while fully coping with the tower. It has already caused them to face a situation of collapse, and the high energy they have seized does not seem to make them particularly powerful.

Then, it is necessary to have a "mystery" that is more powerful than that of wizards, magical giants, and more "energy" than the entire energy circulation network, and even the "mystery" in terms of consciousness must reach a level beyond people's imagination. It is possible to create this "infinite" world of consciousness. From the perspective of the file, the only thing that meets this requirement is that the mental integration device in the tower does not do what it thinks, but in my opinion, there is another possibility-Jiang.

However. Compared with Jiang, it is still more likely to be a spiritual integration device, because the energy circulation network seems to be a thing that provides the starting energy for the tower and makes it work.

We are in an ideological world constructed by a mental integration device, or. We are already in the mental integration device-such a guess cannot be sufficiently proved, because our guess is originally based on a very subjective inference. However, both the file and I are able to accept such speculations and are willing to arrange their actions according to such speculations.

"Gao Chuan, do you remember those guys who suffered the impact before us, and then the whole person burned?" The file said in a deep voice, "You think. They can't bear the impact, they died before the consciousness entered the world. Or is their consciousness entered into this world, but encounters accidents here, leading to the death of the body? Or—"She paused and said, "Our body has actually been destroyed, but consciousness has entered this world. ?"

"The first and second possibilities." I answered very positively, or say. I believe it is these two possibilities. Of course, even if it is the worst possible, I also believe that I will not be one of them. Because. I am quite sure that the kind of high-energy impact that can easily destroy a fragile human body is absolutely impossible to destroy a prosthetic body. Moreover, I also very much doubt that although my consciousness has reached this ideological world, is it still procedurally acting at this time for the prosthesis under the control of brain hardware?

The "self" exists in the original brain. I think so, because, in terms of function, the level of the original brain is far lower than that of the brain hardware. Its abilities are in possession of In the case of brain hardware, it is almost dispensable. However, when entering the world of consciousness, the brain hardware does not exist-if the consciousness represents some of the nature of the entrant, then the brain hardware that does not exist at all is like saying that the brain hardware It is not essential at all. It exists. It is an excellent brain and controller. It seems to be inseparable from me, but in fact, it is not that important. The essential thing, in a sense, is a truly dispensable tool.

The native brain is a very important and very basic existence, but it seems to be only for "self-awareness". For the prosthetic body, it is not so necessary. The coordination of the brain hardware and the prosthetic body has run in to a very close and rounded point. Even without the support of the native brain and the existence of self-awareness, it will still work step by step.

I can’t feel my body, nor can I be sure of my thoughts. "I" is in this conscious world, silently observing and waiting, then, what is the "I" body doing in the normal core area? Has the Super Dorothy, the manufacturer of the brain hardware, considered such a situation and wrote the corresponding action program in the deep layer of the brain hardware? If, at this time, the original brain is destroyed, can the "I" remaining in this ideological world that may be composed of a mental integration device continue to exist? Is it possible to return to the prosthetic body?

Many questions, no answers, many questions, from the perspective of "doomsday fantasy" and from the perspective of "reality", the answers obtained are inconsistent, and even full of conflicts. From the perspective of "reality", whether the original brain or the brain hardware in the prosthesis is just a mapping existence, it has no substantial brain function, it is only recognized as There is such a function, so it works like this. And my personality consciousness is not restricted by such a body, on the contrary, such a body is just an illusory shell of personality consciousness in this doomsday illusion. It makes the personality consciousness of "Gaochuan" no longer an invisible "ghost", but a "materiality that can be touched." However, from the perspective of "doomsday fantasy". This kind of cognition is undoubtedly hard to accept, and it is a kind of idealistic philosophy of "I think, therefore I am", which is like a "mystery" that only "gods" can understand.

However, at this time, I am more able to accept the idealistic philosophy of "I think, therefore I am." Because, in the knowledge I have, this is the only truth that can integrate the two perspectives of "reality" and "doomsday fantasy." As long as the **** of the external environment is abandoned, whether it is "reality", "doomsday illusion", or even the body suffering from doomsday syndrome. All become meaningless.

"I" is thinking, "I" is Gao Chuan. At this moment, "I" is the only Gao Chuan that exists. If, I think, therefore I am, then. As long as I keep thinking and self-recognition, then I will always exist-what a beautiful dream this is.

Conversely, if one day, the "I" who is not bound by any outside, is not based on any material, but only exists because of thinking, will die. So, what did "I" leave behind? There is nothing, "I" is dead, it is just "empty", no, even "empty" is not even mentioned, it is just non-existent and meaningless. What a sad nightmare that is.

I think, therefore I am. It is extreme idealism, and it will only bring extreme answers. Even so, when I can realize my existence. In this world of consciousness where there is no other ideology except for self-personality consciousness, this kind of idealistic philosophy is my only consolation.

"I'm here." I said to myself, as if to some existence: "So, where are you?"

I was silent, I sneered. The file didn’t see my expression. She said: “The time flow in the conscious world is not the same as the normal world. The time velocity difference of the world must be very large. From the perspective of the normal world, the speed of death of those guys is very fast, but as far as we enter this ideological world, they did not encounter them as soon as they entered here. Unpredictable. In this way, the empty scene we see now makes sense."

"Yes, the people before us have existed in this world for a long time, maybe they have died in this time, maybe they have left far away, and those who come in after us will not be there until a long time later. Appearing in this world." I gently combed the quark feathers with my fingers, and looked around the gear and lever mechanism that seemed to have a certain meaning and did not seem to have any meaning. I said to the file: "It may not be too big to keep waiting. Meaning, we must move forward."

"Go wherever you say." The file replied very simply, but it was also a very cunning way of saying, "Because you are the employer."

"You don't have a weapon on your body?" I asked instead instead of answering directly.

"No, not only the weapons, but even the second-level magic lines are gone." The file's body stiffened, a wry smile slowly appeared on his face, and he handed the wrist to me. There was just a piece of white and smooth skin. There is no trace of wind, frost and battle, "My current situation is that I have not yet entered the mystery."

"It turns out that you were not born as a mercenary." I couldn't help laughing, "How does it feel to lose strength?"

"Not so." The bitter smile of the file disappeared, and the clear and bright eyes full of the charm of young women were once again covered by the sharp edges of the mercenaries. Although the body did not change, she seemed to change one instantly. people. This kind of file, staring at my eyes with dangerous and sharp eyes like the point of a knife, said word by word: "The power of the strong is always here." Her fingers were poking **** her chest, which is the heart's. Location.

The tone of the file is so sharp, but I am very happy to hear it. I laughed in silence, took the revolver pinned to my waist, the crossbow and the quiver behind my back, and threw it into her arms.

"I hope you at this time have not forgotten the ability to shoot." I said.

"Would you like me to shoot a pistol for you?" The file glanced at my crotch~IndoMTL.com~ insinuated unceremoniously, and then grabbed the weapon in his hand, "The critical weapon could not be brought in. , What a pity. I really don’t understand why you can have magic patterns here, but I don’t."

"Maybe you just use the magic pattern as a tool?" I asked, and the file was silent for a while, although she just said it casually, she seemed to be more real. But after a short pause, she dangled her weapon with a more rapid movement, then pulled her soft long hair behind her head, and put on a sassy ponytail. Now she is like the urban ranger in the American hero movie. Although not as deeply rooted as her original mercenary image, it has another flavor.

"Let's go, where to go?" the file asked neatly.

"Go down," I said, looking down at the bottom for some unknown depth.

"Why didn't you go up?" the file asked.

"Because it's easier and faster to go down." I answered without thinking, grabbing the thin waist of the file, and jumping directly from the edge of the iron stand. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)