"Brain in a vat..."
This term is no stranger to Chen An. He originated from a famous imaginary explanation in the real world:
A man (presumably you) is operated on by evil scientists. His brain is cut off from his body and placed in a vat containing a nutrient solution that keeps the brain alive. The nerve endings of the brain are connected to a computer, and the computer transmits information to the brain according to the program, so that he can maintain the illusion that everything is completely normal. For him, it seems that people, objects, and the sky still exist, and his own movements and body sensations can all be input. This brain can also have memories input or intercepted (the memory of brain surgery is intercepted, and then the various environments and daily life he may have experienced are input). He can even be entered into a code and 'feel' that he is here reading an interesting and absurd text.
The most basic question about this hypothesis is: "How can you guarantee that you are not in this dilemma?
Suddenly, Chen An felt terrified.
all of these...
They are all so similar to the existence of the pollution source world.
In fact, a more terrifying thought emerged in Chen An's heart.
He looked at Chen Wudao, his eyes fluctuating violently for the first time.
Chen Wudao: "The true god of this path may be able to do it, but the true god of this path does not exist."
Chen An pursed his lips: "What about the false gods of the trickster path?"
"It's also difficult. I'm sure that the coverage of the scope involves too many things. The strength of each person's soul, the hypothetical hook of the world, how to use belief, etc., Chen An, you can rest assured that this dark world is What is real, the source of pollution, is also real.”
What Chen Wudao said was very categorical, as if he himself was the false god of this path.
Chen An fell into silence.
Chen Wudao looked at Chen An, his eyes were calm, wrapped in complex emotions. He spoke with his voice as calm as possible, but Chen An still felt some inexplicable meaning.
"Chen An, in two days, you should return to reality. Just like before, be an ordinary person. You are too tired."
Chen An hummed slightly. He seemed to have lost all the strength in his body and no longer maintained his slightly upright posture. He slid down on the bed and stretched out an arm to block his eyes.
"Son, I know you have a lot of questions, but..." Chen Wudao's lips moved. He lost his calm for the first time, and there was a little weakness in his voice.
"This world is hopeless. My father doesn't want you, and I am falling deeper and deeper into it."
In the end, he was reduced to the same situation as his father.
"Um."
Chen An hummed lightly, turned his head and said, "I'm tired. The integration of those memories is not complete yet. Let me take a rest first."
"good."
Chen An heard footsteps and the sound of the door closing, and Chen Wudao left.
Chen An was lying on the bed, silent. He looked out the window. "Familiar" memories kept coming to his mind, intertwined with the "present" memories.
His eyes flickered a little hazy, as if covered with a layer of mist, but the circles under his eyes were not red, but there was a feeling of depression in his heart. He should have been relieved and relaxed now, but he couldn't do it at all.
This made Chen An feel uncomfortable. He didn't know what was wrong with him, but at this moment, everything should be over, everything should come to an end.
As Chen Wudao said, returning to the real world, hasn't this always been... my dream since I browsed "Tieba Weitan" on my mobile phone and entered this terrifying world?
But, when it comes to really getting it...
Chen An pursed his lips. He struggled to sit up, got out of bed, walked to the bed, and opened the window. Outside the window, there was a slightly chilling cold wind blowing on his face, which made him feel a little relaxed.
But, when it comes to getting it, everything seems a bit...
It's boring.
Chen An suddenly said to himself:
"Human life is always full of pursuits, the pursuit of peace and quiet, the pursuit of desires, the pursuit of a comfortable life, and the desire for excitement and rare things, love, friendship, true love... but also power, status, and vanity. "
"It's just that, after getting any thing, people will immediately find it boring and will turn to pursue the next thing."
Chen An closed his eyes slightly, father, a familiar but unfamiliar word.
He is back, he has a backer, and he is no longer alone.
No matter how much he didn't want to admit it, he couldn't find a reason not to admit it.
This feeling is very good.
Some people love me, some people care about me...
He will protect himself from wind and rain, and will create tranquility for himself in the years to come.
only...
Chen An took a deep breath.
"I am also a mortal." He said softly.
"I will also be despairing, I will be afraid... I will be sad, I will be confused. I will also be unsteady."
"If fate is not fate, there is nothing special about it."
"Damn it." Chen An suddenly cursed and smiled inexplicably.
In fact, just escape and face it.
Although sometimes, escaping is a kind of facing. Before, I could still lie to myself. I was alone and had nothing to rely on, so I could only go on my own.
But now, some are relying on it, but there is no reason to lie to themselves and escape.
Is the dark world already rotten?
Chen An looked out the window, his eyes a little blurry.
But he felt that this world,
It’s already beautiful.
... Along the way, here, I have seen a lot of madness and distortion, but no matter what, there are still kind people.
Yin Qiaoxian, Ding Ping, Miao Luoying, Brother Scar, and even Moretti who died to save Ding Ping, all the vivid people I met along the way in the inner city, those who devoted their lives to the rules The law enforcer, the uncle who opened the restaurant and made the main city full of human fireworks, aren't all these worth cherishing?
Back to reality...
Chen An was silent.
He suddenly turned his head and looked at Chen Wudao.
It seems that my father has resisted for an entire era.
Now, for myself, I face false gods and the world.
What did he do for what?
Chen An was silent.
Even if I return to reality, what will the dark world look like in a hundred years? Pollution, starting from Jingshan Hospital, has been spreading towards reality.
How many more people will be caught in the dark world by the "bar owner" just like I saw the post in the middle of the night?
Reality will eventually be completely contaminated and collapse.
Even then, for the mortal self, his life was over.
Chen An clenched his fists slightly.
only...
In my heart, really
