Chapter 743: The First Step 143

How long will I be tortured?

What was supposed to be a good life turned into a kind of torture after finding out that he was being controlled by the bewitching woman who was afraid. Especially everything he believed turned out to be false, and Yuan Changwen became a character, a character controlled by the cognition in his head.

None of the elements that make up the characters are real. The point is, I take these as truths, as navigational markers in life.

I don't believe no one has ever asked the same question, I definitely don't believe it.

Perhaps, work, career, money, income, and family are slowly involved, and no one will continue to ask this question.

So, all of this is just a loser's quest. There's nothing noble, there's no courage, there's nothing different, it's just a loser doing a barely honest self-question.

Why seek authenticity?

If you don't have these, you may be able to do well in the empire, enjoying the worship and benefits brought by the first person in the empire. I believe that I can practice deeper by working hard, believe that I really exist, believe that my family really exists, believe in responsibility, believe in bonds, and believe that life must be fulfilled.

Yuan Changwen's mouth was full of bitterness, he wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, even if he laughed at himself, he couldn't do it. For some reason, the eyes were filled with tears again, but because of the lake, the tears could not stay in the eyes, so they had to fluctuate with the lake.

It's better not to ask so much.

I suddenly remembered everyone's answers, remembered that my parents always answered me like this, and remembered that my teachers always said this, and there were not so many whys.

This is the wisdom of life, this is the true way of life.

See, I'm honest, I hate falsehood, I seek truth, I kill characters, and then what?

Am I ascending, or am I becoming a god?

The distortion in my brain was still tormenting me, and when I realized that the intelligence in my brain and the wisdom in my brain were all distorted, this torture began. If I don't know, then I will believe in myself as I used to be, and the whole person is full of confidence, sunshine, cheerfulness, upwardness, and humor......

All I know is a distortion, and this distortion tries to control me, but at some level I can't continue to believe in the distortion in my head.

That's torture.

Killing, it's not a matter of an instant, otherwise my mind would have been cleared a long time ago.

The most ridiculous thing is that I don't keep moving forward, and if I keep killing and moving forward, then these tortures will always end, because I will be killed. Even if you don't kill it once, you will be killed a few more times. However, while I was slashing, I still tried to flesh out the characters.

This kind of thing is very, what the hell am I going to do?

Yuan Changwen wanted to roar loudly, but unfortunately the environment of the lake made him silent or silent. No one knows that in the depths of the lake there is an alien who is destroying the entire universe with his thoughts. It's useless to know, it's a meaningless thing in itself.

It's not great, it's not legendary, it's just a loser talking crazy.

Those metaphors, what climbed the mountain, what jumped into a cliff, what let go of the rudder of the ship of life, all subconsciously wanted to recognize this kind of slash, and wanted to compare the slash to a hero's journey.

Just like the protagonist in the movie, through various difficulties, kill the seemingly unkillable and achieve the final victory.

Why can't slashing be likened to?

It's a good metaphor to get waste out of the body! Why does it have to be climbing the top of a mountain, as if it were an act of bravery, an action that ordinary people are not capable of, and an act of a warrior who can leave a name for himself.

Bullshit!

Everything is false.

And I'm still grasping at these falsehoods, family, parents, future, these words are like bombers, bombing my brain back and forth. What you know is always limited, so the so-called views and opinions are always one-sided.

But even if I understood this, could it be that in an instant I would see some green light, some blue light, and then a baptism between heaven and earth, and I would become a god?

No, I am deeply tormented by this distortion. It's like a person walking on a single-plank bridge, who doesn't know that he has walked on a single-plank bridge, so he doesn't care about walking happily. When you find that there is a single-plank bridge only the width of the sole of your foot, can you still not care about the joy?

On the one hand, I make choices through the distortion in my head, and on the other hand, I should not believe in the distortion in my brain at all, and this torture happens all the time. Perhaps, suicide is really a good option.

The corners of Yuan Changwen's mouth turned up slightly, isn't he dying?

Who can deny that they are dying?

Nonsense, for some reason, people don't like to talk about death. It seems, especially shy away from this kind of thing that is destined to happen. If you don't talk about it yourself, and you don't allow anyone else to talk about it, who will keep talking about death when everyone gathers?

Not only am I going to die, but I don't know when I'm going to die. Although I assume that I will live to old age, this is just an assumption.

However, there is no reason to fear death, and that is to go home!

The Grim Reaper cutie was there, silently watching me, waiting for me to come home. When you die, it is inevitable that the character's thinking will also dissipate, so it was not the character of Yuan Changwen who followed the Grim Reaper home at that time, and it was not this thinking at all.

As for what, I don't know, and I won't pretend to know.

Of course, this statement is full of a certain mood, in fact, it is only that awareness. So, if I still have a character after death, then no matter what kind of existence the character is, no matter where it exists, it is still false.

Perhaps, a series will be formed. The world of the living, the world after death, but again, it is only the game of awareness. Then, after death, the character sighs that there is hell and heaven or something.

It's also possible that the character doesn't keep the memory and then becomes another character to continue to exist. It is also possible that the memories will be scattered, and some will go to heaven and some will go to hell.

So, how do I know that I can touch the real when I die?

Sure enough, I know a ball!

Commemorating the Grim Reaper is just imagining the character disappearing, just by using this method to temporarily block out the noise in the character's head. "Selflessness", that is, "the existence of no role", is the essence of me.

Haha, it's totally hurting each other!

The twist in the character's mind is torturing me, and I pick up a knife to kill the character, isn't this hurting each other, what is it?

Yuan Changwen, what are you afraid of?

I don't know, so I'll keep going. What else? Will they suddenly explode and die? Go ahead and see what happens, see if this torture lasts a lifetime, and see who is the winner in hurting each other.

My essence is truth, who can hurt me?

As for the role of Yuan Changwen, feel free.