Chapter 508: Cultivating to the Truth 138
After eating, Yuan Changwen and his mother walked casually on the street. Before I knew it, I came to Chunxi Road. Rongcheng people often come to Chunxi Road, not because of how good Chunxi Road is, but because they are too lazy to find other places.
When choosing is a troublesome thing, then choose Chunxi Road, it's almost the same everywhere anyway.
Chunxi Road is mainly due to its history, so it occupies the position of a good shopping place in the hearts of Rongcheng people, and in terms of the value of goods, it is not much different from other places.
Since it is a pedestrian street, there will inevitably be many activists who put up various advertisements and work hard to promote them with their speakers on.
Today, however, there is a different kind of propaganda. Not a commodity, not an advertisement, but a vegan call.
As a Chinese, it's hard to be a vegetarian, let alone this kind of propaganda. Yuan Changwen is so big, and it is the first time to see this kind of large-scale propaganda.
It's quiet, no one is on the podium, and no one is handing out flyers about the benefits of being a vegetarian.
Thirty-two girls, dressed in white T-shirts, light green cuffs and necklines, look fresh and sunny.
Standing there, with gloves in both hands, holding the ingredients.
Ingredients, what a beautiful name. Only now, their name might be, animal carcasses.
Those young girls should be full of youthful smiles, but no one can laugh at the moment. Holding all kinds of corpses in his hands, little lambs, little rabbits, little fish, little chickens, little ducks, little pigs......
The back of the T-shirt is printed with different words: "Don't eat me, okay", "I miss my mom a little", "I want to watch the stars with my mom", "The creek is my home", "Let's play together", ......
There are a lot of girls, all crying. Looking at the corpse in his hand, imagining what he usually cooks, he couldn't help but shed tears. The sun is shining, but everyone's hearts are a little cold at the moment.
Speechless, silent. Just standing, thirty-two girls, facing in all directions, holding corpses in their hands, just standing. There is no need for publicity, this is the best publicity.
Look at those little animals, they are still so small, they haven't grown up yet, and they haven't even listened to their mother's stories, and they were forcibly separated by humans. For what? Are you such a cruel animal?
Kill them for the sake of appetite, and even carefully recuperate for the supreme taste, and finally only for the best part of the whole animal. Wouldn't you kill them and you won't have nightmares at night?
Wouldn't you feel guilty about eating them? Watching them lose their lives and watching them close their eyes, wouldn't you have a trace of trouble?
Because we humans are the founders of civilization, do we hunt animals unscrupulously? What kind of civilization is this?
Wouldn't animals suffer? How would we feel if one day aliens took us for food? Would we be happy when our loved ones were taken for food?
So why do we kill animals so much? They have souls, they have fears, they have emotions, why are we so cruel?
The corpse in her hand seemed to be much heavier than expected, and those beautiful girls were crying with snot and tears.
Not only were the girls crying, but some onlookers were also left in tears. Of course, most of them are women, and many men don't care about it at all, but because of this atmosphere, no one deliberately stirs things up.
Yuan Changwen remembered the time when Toilet Man, when humans were forced by monsters, and only unity was the best choice. It is a pity that in the inferior nature of human beings, after gaining a firm foothold, they began to fight for power and profit.
And then, no one seemed to pity the monsters, and no one pitied the food. But now, people's lives are better, and some emotions are involuntarily displayed.
Vegan is one of them.
My mother didn't agree, because the people of that era, especially the people of my grandfather's generation, came from famine and starvation. For them, their lives are almost gone, and what emotions are there to talk about.
Yuan Changwen is not easy to say anything, this kind of topic of eating animals or not, there is no answer at all. What's more, the world is not real, does that animal really exist?
Whether you are vegetarian or meaty, they are all attributes of the character, and they are all elements of the stage of "self". No matter how cruel it is, it can't surpass the existence of the screen.
Binary opposition, no matter which side one chooses, is false. As long as you jump out of the binary opposition, it is true. Because whether it is good or evil, it has its own boundaries and limitations.
And the real, how can it be limited? If it is limited, then what is outside the limit? So, the real must be infinite, in other words, the limited is not real.
Good and evil, neither true, neither is chosen.
Yuan Changwen shook his head and didn't let himself continue to think. Looking at those girls, holding the corpses, my heart was a little touched.
It seems like it will be a good experience.
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Heaven.
Yuan Changwen froze everything and paced on the colored planet by himself.
Now he didn't dare to look at Xiaoyu at all, and the two words of falsehood followed closely like a ghost.
"Let's create a cannibalistic world, and I'll experience what it's like to be eaten. ”
God: "Okay. ”
Yuan Changwen: "Live longer this time, I don't want to be entangled by something after I come back." I've never lived that long in 400 years on this trip. ”
This can be regarded as a way to escape, if you create the world to travel, then you can perfectly avoid any killing thoughts, and you will not see everything and ask yourself if it is real.
Yuan Changwen told his mother that he lied and went out on a trip with his friends for about 5 days. As for the contact information, Yuan Changwen used the future artificial intelligence code to solve this problem temporarily.
As for where to go. Yuan Changwen came to find a scenic spot and then a hotel or something. Later, I thought about it, I didn't have a big house, and there were three cars parked there. I haven't been there since the man gave it to me.
There was also a lot of money in the bank card, which was a bonus brought by the translation software. Speaking of translation software, Yuan Changwen found that it seemed to be quite popular, but his mind was not here, and he didn't pay attention to these contents.
In short, Yuan Changwen decided to sleep in his room, everything was complete anyway.
The artificial intelligence that contacted my mother was very fragile, because there was not enough computing power to support it. However, feel free to say a few words and refuse to reply as soon as the calculated load is exceeded. Then after a while, say, "The signal is not good, go back to the room and contact" or something.
This trip is 400 years old, which translates to about 4 days and 4 hours. Matching their own room, simply everything was perfectly arranged. Don't worry about hotel cleaning and the like, and you don't have to run around, just in Rongcheng at your own home.
Although this home, I have never come to live in it once.
Yuan Changwen didn't ask for anything, just set up a world of cannibalism, so that he could experience the emotion of being used as food. The most important thing is that you don't have to think about killing or anything like that for these 4 days.
So, let's get started.
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"Memory deprivation!"
"The trip begins!"