Luo Binhan finally calmed down after returning to the Silence. He was surprised at how emotional he had just become, and thought that the experience during this period had made him a bit mentally weak.
Momolo sat across from him, staring at him with a smile. Luo Binhan's chest felt cold, and he quickly pulled Jing Huang over and asked, "What's wrong with him?"
"What's going on?"
"Isn't he an alien? His name is Yongguang tribe? He fights little monsters?"
"That's right." Jing Huang said coldly, "Didn't your family shoot a lot of movies for them?"
Luo Binhan suddenly recalled the past, and he realized that the disgust on Jing Huang's face every time he watched some kind of special film was targeted.
He couldn't help but feel aggrieved for the special film: "We didn't know it was a documentary when we were filming it!"
"Downstream history is the same as guiding the positive nature." Jing Huang said.
"ha?"
Jing Huang pulled his hand away: "Don't be verbose, you won't understand even if I say it."
He didn't seem to like explaining this problem, so Luo Binhan changed his words and asked: "Then what happened just now? Why did you rob someone while promoting Buddhism?"
“Yongguangjing loves Pansapien culture and supports freedom of religious belief.”
"Then don't forget the Great Merciful and Compassionate Ultraman Bodhisattva!"
"That's great." Momolo said happily, "Does Mr. Luo also understand Zen? Even if he is from a different school than Master Sanglian, there is no problem. You are welcome to learn from each other!"
"Don't come near me!" Luo Binhan roared.
"Cookie." Jing Huang said disdainfully. Then he lightly kicked Momolo: "You are not allowed to preach on my ship!"
"No problem, Mr. Xuanhong." Momoluo nodded heartily, "Your complexion is getting better and better!"
After half a day, Luo Binhan calmed down again. He began to be curious about this matter, so he quietly asked Jing Huang, who was sitting aside and reading a book, "Who is Master Sang Lian in his mouth?"
Jing Huang was immersed in reading "The Starlight Realm" when what appeared on the page was a kind of curved square characters like a bird's claw and insect pattern.
"It's better if you don't know him." He said, "Sang Lian is a perverted paranoid. Don't mention his name outside to avoid getting into trouble."
Luo Binhan became even more curious. He didn't dare to talk to Momoluo, who had bright eyes, so he could only continue to pull Jing Huang's hair and ask: "Isn't that a master? What is his identity? Eminent monk? Arhat? Bodhisattva?"
"He is an extreme moral absolutist." Jing Huang said.
"ah?"
"He is a special researcher at the Supreme Academy of Science in Central City, a student brought out by the Fire Stealer himself. Ever since he formalized himself, he has been pretending to be bald and cheating every day." Jing Huang snorted and said, "He believes in some shit about Zen. , the Class C and Class II Star Destroyer Cannon was improved by Ya!"
Luo Binhan felt dizzy. He took a flower and chewed it and said, "Isn't he a Zen person?"
"Because he believes that religious beliefs are the most effective way to spread moralism and advanced culture in backward primitive civilization areas." Jing Huang, whose face turned red, said, "He knows nothing about Zen, so he just copied the "Alliance Convention on Humanitarian Development" "The Detailed Rules" was packaged into scriptures and spread everywhere, and he became the most famous monk in the entire alliance. The real Zen rules and regulations annoyed him to death."
"Isn't this a job grab? Isn't there anyone who wants to settle the score with him?"
"He can make a Star Destroyer Cannon." Jing Huang said coldly.
In the next few days, they sailed past several red giant stars, passed straight through the nebula, and then drew a complex and huge arc next to a certain binary star system and accelerated. On the way, we encountered three spaceships one after another. The first one looked like a pyramid and was said to be a lost civilian ship. It was crowded with the kind of little green men Luo Binhan often saw in science fiction movies. Yaleriga adjusted three frequencies before finally contacting them. The other party claimed that they passed through a nebula. The high temperature inside caused their navigation system to overheat and damage. The spacecraft drifted here and the supplies were on the verge of danger. After Jing Huang was informed of this, he threw a navigator over in disgust.
The other two ships belonged to the interstellar race trafficking organization and the interstellar pirates respectively, and Momolo lovingly preached to them the ten principles of good deeds.
After watching the last group of people being read to by Momolo and knocked unconscious on the spot, Luo Binhan couldn't help but think. He didn't understand what was wrong with this universe that it could be reduced to the point where there was only one good citizen among four bandits.
"It's a question of the waterway, Mr. Luo." Momolo explained optimistically, "This is not an official waterway designated by the Wanyuan Domain and the Alliance, so ordinary ships will not be easily involved in danger. Only illegal ships need to enter and exit from here. Alliance area.”
"Isn't this smuggling?"
"We have been smuggling across the border so that we don't have to pay customs fees." Momolo said frankly.
His moral standards once again deeply confused Luo Binhan. This confusion continued until the next news appeared that made him even more incomprehensible.
"We are going to cross the sea, Mr. Luo." Momolo said expectantly when he came to have breakfast with him the next day.
At first Luo Binhan thought this was some kind of romantic metaphor, like "the sea of stars" and "the long river of stars", until he saw Momolo happily walking to the wall and clasping the five fingers of his right hand on the metal wall. On the surface. The five fingertips glowed rhythmically, and after a few seconds, a hole opened in the wall, and something that looked like a surfboard was output. The whole scene looked like spitting out a bank card.
"What the hell is this?" he asked, pulling Jing Huang's hair.
"The area ahead is the Yolu Spiritual Field, and we are about to cross the sea." Jing Huang said perfunctorily, without even raising his head. He was in surprisingly good spirits today, and his skin seemed to be glowing.
Luo Binhan stared at him grimly.
"What for?" Jing Huang said, "Isn't the boat just for crossing the sea?"
Unhappily, he grabbed the book "Where Does Water Go" from the bookshelf, opened the cover, and threw it to Luo Binhan. Under Luo Binhan's sight, passages of Chinese characters quickly condensed on the page.
"Alas, but a man's vision should exceed his ability." The book begins. "Otherwise, why is there a paradise?"
**
The universe, our final frontier.
Boundless, cold and silent. A dark space dominated by rays and gravity, a spherical star composed of ultra-high-heat plasma. Dark matter. black hole. Cosmic radiation picture...this is our universe. Based on hypotheses, inferences, empirical evidence, and repeatable experiments, we build a story that tells its entire structure, sophisticated yet beautiful, complex yet harmonious. From the relative equation of the speed of light to the principle of warp speed navigation, from gravitational field observation to the construction of wormholes, from string theory to grand unified theory... we see, we come, and we conquer. And we shall conquer.
Yes, how much we once believed in this world and this universe! An entire world that operates stably and balancedly under knowable, solvable, and certifiable physical rules...
But, dear friend. They're all wrong when you're heading into lawful space. Forget about them.
From the sea of phlogiston to the waves of ether, from the atmosphere of living fire to the boundless sky swept by jets, from the gravity-free void area filled with "spiritual energy" to the infinite upward extending azure blue void in the "upper part" of a flat earth... …These sights are part of the world we will face, and the bravest among us have seen more. For example, in some "worlds", the void that is clearly separated from the sky is so safe and stable that you can jump up from the top of a mountain and directly jump out of the "atmosphere" - I refer to a layer of vacuoles. A membrane that separates breathable air from airless void—falling into a universe filled with spiritual fields. Using "magic" as a medium and carrier, your ship will be able to float and sail on its waves, orbiting several circles around the rolling and rotating world ball within it.
In these worlds, the stars are more than just your spiritual guiding light. It can be living or dead, some kind of "soul", some kind of "god", a lamp, a torch, a hole, a lighthouse, a gem embedded in the sky wall, the eyes of a creature.
These are real situations you may encounter during your voyage.
These are facts that have already happened.
There’s no reason why any of this shouldn’t happen a second time.
So, my dear friend, please do your best to maintain your grace in the face of this unreasonable universe.
Then, scream...
**
Luo Binhan stopped reading at the end of this section, closed the book, and took a few deep breaths. He felt that he had seen a lot of strong winds and waves, and he no longer needed to be shocked again and again. Since he may be the only ordinary pansapien on the ship (given that he has not yet figured out what August is), it is obvious that human dignity can only be maintained by him himself.
"Should I prepare a bathing suit?" he asked seriously.
"You don't understand it at all, do you?" Jing Huang said.
Luo Binhan wanted to discuss this issue a few more words, but Jing Huang suddenly jumped down from his chair. "Yalai, wait a while before entering the sea." He said, "I want to buy something at the port."
Silence landed on land a few hours later. During this process, Yaleriga did not turn on extravehicular visualization, so Luo Binhan did not know what kind of world he would face before getting off the cabin.
He habitually wanted to put on protective clothing before leaving the cabin, but Yaleriga stopped him.
"You don't need that in port," she said.
The hatch opened with a sound. Luo Binhan first felt the wind, carrying the noisy sound and the moisture of the water, and then he saw a blue and clear sky.
"…day," he said. There was some real yet illusory emotion in his chest.
Silence rests on a circular platform. There are countless such platforms around. Behind the platform group is a bustling, noisy modern city. In front of it is a large body of water, stretching endlessly to the sky, looking completely like an ocean.
