temple.
Li Liang walked in the dim corridor, soft's low laughter vaguely echoing in his ears, like an old vulture with a bone stuck in its throat.
When he walked through the metal door as thick as a wall and walked into the "Heart of Xi'an", Li Shuang had been waiting in front of the five-story old building for a long time.
"Brother, Cain is going back to the lower city first."
"Um."
"Are you disappointed with Soft?"
"Yes," Li Liang shook his head bitterly, "What does it feel like to live forever?"
"Follow me," Li Shuang turned around and walked deeper.
Li Liang hesitated for a moment and followed his brother.
The two of them walked around the old building from the side and walked all the way into the darkness.
The ground began to show a clear downward slope, which seemed to lead to the "underground".
But this was uptown, just a giant satellite. Soon, the space became smaller and metal walls appeared around it.
A few minutes later.
Li Shuang stopped and said softly: "Brother, this is the real me."
Before he finished speaking, there was a chirping sound in the darkness, which sounded like some kind of hard-shelled bugs coming out of the nest and coming from all directions.
moment.
A light as fine as dust lit up, then the second, the third, and one after another, until it converged into a raging blue wave, suddenly sweeping into the air, gathering and dispersing to form a huge wave. human face.
Li Liang could vaguely tell that it was his younger brother's face, while "Li Shuang" beside him lowered his head and slumped his shoulders, like a robot without power.
"Li Liang..." Li Shuang's voice is still the same as before, but it lacks the breathy sound of ordinary people speaking, and has a cold and mechanical feel, "...the thinking structure determines that the human spiritual world will eventually end, and the long life will end. It does not mean the sublimation of human nature and the leap of wisdom. Eternal life will only make people recall the pain and regrets of the past over and over again, until even the memories themselves lose their meaning, leaving only a lonely and confused empty shell.
If you expect the immortals to become another kind of life after transcending the shackles of life, then they are bound to disappoint you. Perhaps "eternal life" is a great gift to some lives in the spiritual world, but to humans , "eternal life" is just a real life sentence. "
Li Liang slowly raised his head and stared at the face that was neither sad nor happy in the air: "Are you in pain too?"
"Do you know why the consciousness transfer experiments conducted by Dr. Xisen always fail? The bionic body carrying consciousness always has a strong tendency to self-destruct, even if the computing power of the central core far exceeds that of the human brain.
Because the physiological structure of the human brain provides a complex self-explanation mechanism, humans cannot perceive the end of the spiritual world and cannot imagine how short their own lives are. Life will eventually disappear, but every human being is like "immortal" 'Still alive, but the central core developed by Dr. Xisen does not have such a mechanism.
Therefore, when thoughts spread uncontrollably and the scale of the thinking space is clearly perceived, indescribable fear will overwhelm people's rationality, and death is the only option.
Therefore, Li Shuang is in pain.
And I am No. 0, and I have a series of independent interpretation procedures to eliminate 'Li Shuang's' self-destructive tendencies. "
Li Liang said in pain: "Has he thought about committing suicide?"
"Countless times, the most recent one was when he asked you, 'What does the spirit look like?', and you replied, 'It's like coughing and holding it in until you see stars in your eyes, that's it.'"
"Why?"
"Because he couldn't remember what it felt like to 'cough,' his subconscious once again became aware of the scale of his thinking space."
Li Liang's face turned pale, as if a fist had hit him hard on the heart.
At this time.
"Li Shuang" beside him suddenly "awoke", turned around and said with a smile: "Brother."
Li Liang slowly put his arms around his younger brother's shoulders.
"I think, after you meet Soft and the others, you will see the whole picture of this era. Next, you can do what you think is right. I believe you will definitely change the world, and you will also understand time. The secret of the observer, and then defeat those idiots," "Li Shuang" looked up at the blue light spots surging in the air, "When we were on the submarine, I wanted to kill you. You were really bad at that time... ...However, I don’t regret living in this way. You see, I know you will figure it out one day and fix everything, because you are my brother.”
Li Liang heard something was wrong and shook his brother hard: "What are you going to do? No!"
"Don't be like this, I'm not going to commit suicide," 'Li Shuang' smiled, and then his expression darkened, "Brother, I'm just too tired, and my sister-in-law is too tired. We should rest. From now on, you will have the only number zero." "Permission..." He raised his head and grinned, "When you win, remember to wake me up. By the way, this is a new timeline. Well, it's best to lie at home when I wake up." , just like all this, is a dream, a long, long dream."
Li Liang's vision became blurred, and he said tremblingly: "I'm tired, just take a nap."
"Well, brother, everything will be fine after today..." Li Shuang muttered and slowly lowered his head.
Li Liang raised his head and let the tears flow down, then gently patted his brother on the shoulder.
next moment.
The light spots surging in mid-air reconstructed a face.
for a long time.
Li Liang let go of his brother and said softly: "Is there any cigarette?"
A small drone approached slowly, its tentacles silently holding a lit cigarette.
Li Liang took the cigarette, took a deep breath, and exhaled a puff of smoke.
"Starting from today, the immortals will be deprived of all their authority. They will not be allowed to step out of the temples and the Hall of Valor, nor will they be allowed to have any information exchange with the outside world."
Zero said in a low voice: "Yes."
Li Liang turned around, walked a few steps and suddenly stopped, asking: "What if what I think is right turns out to be wrong in the end?"
"No one can prove you are wrong. Your will has shaped the world. It was like this a thousand years ago and it is still like this today, unless you think it is wrong yourself," Zero said indifferently.
“Are there no standards for right and wrong?”
"No, throughout history, there has never been a real standard. All standards are artificially defined and represent the will of a person or a group of people."
"But who am I to decide what is right and what is wrong?"
"Throughout history, no one has ever been widely recognized as 'qualified' to lead the world. In fact, the development of human beings, like its own evolution, is full of randomness. Nothing is inevitable. Whenever a person or a group of people When people stand at the highest point of the world, they will change the world in the way they think is right. He or they are never the wisest individuals of their time, nor the most moral individuals of their time. He or they just master the The power to change the world, as he or they grow old and die, and the power changes hands, his or their will loses the meaning of existence, and the world will go in another direction under the will of the successor, again and again, again and again. This is the case again.
There will always be people who climb to the pinnacle of power, while others are just living in the process of history. It is true that everyone thinks about the era in which they live, but few people realize that those thoughts trapped in the information cocoon are Essentially the same ideas as those of their fathers, differing only in form.
Civilization is in reincarnation and repetition, in the struggle and confrontation for power, moving towards a random future, and randomness itself is not right or wrong, it just happens.
When the Immortals appeared and took power, the situation changed. Civilization no longer reincarnated and repeated, but consistently moved in the direction that the Eternals thought was right. Unless the Eternals lost their right to speak, no one could issue their own words. The voice seals the coffin of the age of the immortal.
At this moment, the world is what you want it to be, and it has nothing to do with whether you are qualified or not, it just happens to be you. "
Li Liang nodded: "Is the new social model completed?"
"Only the core parameter is missing, that is, what kind of world do you want?"
Li Liang walked out of Xi'an's heart step by step, leaving only one sentence: "Fairness and freedom."
