"Okay, okay, don't cry. This is all an illusion. You don't need to shed tears at all." Jung patted Fang Xiaoling's back and comforted her, "The matter is what it is now, and crying can't change anything. You have to find a way to return to the three-dimensional world now, this is the most important thing."
"You know nothing!" Fang Xiaoling hadn't said a bad word in a long time, but she had accumulated too many emotions with nowhere to vent at the moment, and she couldn't bear it any longer. She tore off the last blank page from Jung's notebook. He crumpled the paper into a ball and then unfolded it, blowing his nose with it, "You have never been an ant. You simply don't understand how helpless an ant is when being played with!"
Jung looked around. At this time, he missed the scholars who had gathered together before. Maybe they could be comforted, but he had already left them behind and had gone too far.
"By the way! Hawking said something!" Jung said as if something suddenly occurred to him, "Do you remember? He said that God not only throws dice, but also throws them where we can't see them."
"So what……"
"This shows that your past means nothing." Jung sat next to her. "Even if you were not very lucky before and the points were very small, it does not mean that the points in the future will be equally small. Since God can throw dice, It will always give you higher points, right? Your future is full of countless possibilities, but you can't see the future points, so you make a conclusion based on your past points, but that is unscientific! "
"What poisonous chicken soup, I won't drink it!" Fang Xiaoling turned her head away. She also understood the reason, but now she was angry with her past self, "What if my points are always very small in this life? I just point them back!" what to do?"
Jung raised his head again, looked at the stars in the night sky, and was silent for a long time. When he lowered his head again and bent down to pick up the empty shell of the book on the ground, he said calmly, "Then grab the dice."
Before he finished speaking, the thick white paper reappeared in the shell of the notebook, and he continued, "Then use all our strength to push the number of the dice!"
Fang Xiaoling looked at Jung, as if she saw another ant waving a flag and shouting, but what this ant was shouting was: We must defeat mankind!
"Ants... really have a chance to defeat humans?"
"Theoretically it is impossible, unless..." Jung handed a pen to Fang Xiaoling and continued, "Unless it is a high-dimensional ant that is supreme over human beings."
Fang Xiaoling stared carefully at the confidence overflowing in Jung's eyes, which was clear and steady, without any falsehood. She took a deep breath and held the pen in her hand firmly, "What should I do?"
Jung pulled Fang Xiaoling to sit down, "Do you remember another sentence Hawking said?"
"Hawking again? What else did he say?"
"Hawking is really a great genius...His words directly helped me skip dozens of possibilities that I originally needed to demonstrate in sequence." Jung drew two circles on the notebook, "First there was the chicken. Which came first, the egg, that is the question.”
"What kind of problem is this?" Fang Xiaoling was already ready to show off her skills, but she looked at the two circles on Jung's notebook and still didn't know what she was going to do. "I'm not here to discuss philosophy with you."
Jung behaved extremely patiently at this time, as if the Pinocchio he carved was only missing a wooden nose. No matter what, he had to complete the final steps steadily, "Look, if the circle on the left is In the world of human dreams, the circle on the right is the real world. We are not discussing philosophy, so we don’t care for the moment whether the dream world appeared first, or whether dreams appeared first and then people appeared. Let’s just think of it as after people fall asleep. , a dream appears, so what are the prerequisites for the dream to appear?"
Roland's expression was as if she had seen a question about addition and subtraction within ten on a postgraduate entrance examination paper. This made her hesitate a little and said what she thought was the correct answer full of doubts, "The prerequisite for a dream to appear is that a person is asleep. Already?"
"That's right!" Jung drew a five-pointed star in the circle on the right. "If this is the astral realm, and the circle on the left is the dream state of the astral realm, then I will add a new question now: The spirit of the astral realm has always been If you don’t sleep and can’t sleep, what conclusion will you draw?”
"Emmm..." Fang Xiaoling chewed on the tip of her pen and thought for a while. Suddenly, as if she had a flash of inspiration, she pointed to the circle on the left and said, "This is a deflated bottle! Because the spirits in the astral world cannot sleep, there is no dream, so dreams The world is completely empty!"
"Great!" Jung excitedly wrote the word "wood" in standard boldface in the circle on the left, but in fact he intended to draw a human being. "Suppose a person suddenly appeared here, who dreamed it? of?"
"People in the astral world can't dream, so who dreamed it?" Fang Xiaoling thought of the scene when she woke up from the astral world, "Did I dream it? But it's not right. According to the theory of the flat bottle, I should It is directly sucked into the circle on the left, because the circle on the right, which is the astral realm, is not a deflated bottle, it already has you, it is not deflated."
"Very good! Let's go back to the question raised by Mr. Hawking, which came first, the chicken or the egg?"
Fang Xiaoling opened her eyes wide, "Did I first have the dream represented by the circle on the left, and then I have the astral world?"
"That's right, in order to better understand, let's temporarily give life to these two circles. The circle on the left has always been empty. Suddenly you are sucked in and are still shaking inside. The circle on the right says: This is against the rules, and the circle on the left The circle is my dream, and everything that happens there must be dreamed by my people! But the spirit body in the right circle cannot dream, so it is cruel and digs a 'pit' for you as an exception. This 'pit' is you who fell from the sky."
"Wait! What about the people I created? Do they all have a pit?"
Jung drew a lying "wood" character in the circle on the right and said, "There is no need to leave a hole for them in the astral realm, because everything is already in compliance with the rules. No matter what happens in the circle on the left, it can be done." I think it was a dream you had in the astral realm."
"In other words, if I want to go back to the deflated bottle, I just need to sleep here?"
"Yes, but you have to pay attention that the deflated bottle is no longer deflated. When you return to the dream world of the astral world, you are no longer a god there. Only the dream itself is a god. As long as you In it, it can even control your thinking, just like when humans dream. In dreams, people sometimes can control themselves, sometimes they cannot control themselves, sometimes they can feel their own existence, and sometimes they can’t even feel it. In the dream world, Everything is dominated by the dream itself." Jung looked at Fang Xiaoling, "But if you can enter the dream with a clear consciousness, it is equivalent to you crossing the astral world and its dream world, your consciousness Part of it goes to the dream world, and part of it remains in the astral realm, not controlled by the dream world. What does this mean?"
"I once heard that people who can have lucid dreams can do anything in their dreams, because they know that they are dreaming..." Fang Xiaoling suddenly realized, "If I can achieve lucid dreams, what will happen to the dream world itself and the depth of it?" To other beings trapped in it, I am that high-dimensional ant."
