Chapter 599: Cultivating to Truth 229

The outside world is so solid, so real, and I can't see it.

I didn't know that there was a world out there, which I saw and touched. Still, there is no world out there at all, everything is directly presented in the mind.

Or, like the castle that Mario sees, it exists but is not real. Mario and Castle, on the other hand, are not more real than the other, and both are equally illusory.

So, how do I know if my world is like this, and how do I know if I'm a version of Mario?

I don't know, so I won't pretend to know.

If I break the stele in front of me, then in the eyes of others, I will also see the stele shattered. But can I recognize that there is a world out there and then we become aware of it together?

Perhaps, we are in a game, super real, deceiving all the senses. Then, the game was multiplayer, so I smashed the stele, and others could see me smashing the stele.

If there really is such a game, then the way to distinguish the game is our memory. I remember two hours ago, I was still at home washing up and logging into the game. There is also a way to know the instructions to end this game.

Once the game is over and I return to reality, then my memories will be connected into a thread.

But what if we get our memories erased? What if we don't know the password to end the game? What if this simulation game is all about the full experience without memory?

How do I know it's all true?

It is impossible to be sure, everything is speculation, everything is hypothesis, it is all unfounded speculation.

We agreed with each other, "No matter how much, there's a real world out there, and then we'll talk about the rest." ”

Since I can find an explanation for the rational creation of this world, I cannot say that "there is an objective world" that this is true.

What's more, how do I know that what others know is really known, and not how programs react?

Yuan Changwen looked at the crowd on the grass, some were surprised, some were explaining the situation to others, some were patting their chests in fear, some children were crying, some dogs were barking, and some children were looking at the stele curiously.

If there is a home, in order to make the scene seem real, then he will arrange it as well. Different people, different positions, different reactions.

So, how do I know these people aren't arranged?

Yuan Changwen looked at the crowd, and in a trance, he saw that the silk threads filled the space, which were the silk threads of the puppets. Different people follow the ups and downs of the silk threads, making different movements and saying different words.

it!

A puppet controlled by silk threads came to me and asked, "Look, how am I dressed?"

"Hey, I think the world is all about working hard and being worthy of the time of a lifetime. ”

"Why give up your dreams, that's what makes you a person, not a puppet created by society. ”

"I think this coffee is good, I like to drink coffee by the river, the grass is green and the breeze is blowing, this is the enjoyment of life. ”

Depend on!

It's terrifying to think about, and the puppets are loudly expressing their opinions, thinking that they have free will, but in fact they are being manipulated by silk threads without knowing it.

What about me?

It's really sad, and I'm also being manipulated by the characters. Perhaps, I'm just playing a character who is breaking through the control of the role.

In one movie, an actor realizes that he is acting, is trying to discard the actor's costume, and is trying to slash out the falsehood in front of him. So, will he succeed? Or is this how the character was originally arranged? Even, this play is like this, it keeps killing but never ends.

Or, an open-ended ending that leaves the audience in suspense and then shoots a second installment?

Depend on!

In vain?

I don't know, anyway, I'm not going to let the characters continue to control me and go back to that kind of chaotic life.

Damn it!

A lot of trivial things, easily pulling my attention, are here again.

It seems that that thing is important, but what is important in a false world? Who will judge whether it is important or not? Who will stipulate that life events are life events?

Could it be that tens of thousands of years of tradition have been told like this, so I have to abide by and have to acknowledge that these things are life events?

Or is it that the society is preaching, the times are issuing slogans, so I have to pursue these life events as well?

If this is not being manipulated, what else is being manipulated?

I thought I had free will, but it was just an illusion given by the character.

Let's not talk about free will VS fate, do I have the will?

If I am that awareness, then I don't have any will, I can't think, I can't control my thinking. However, now it seems that I can clearly control my thinking, such as when I am thinking about the will.

I can also stop thinking about this and think about some of the questions of how to make money.

How do I know I'm in control?

Wrong!

Thinking belongs to the role, which is based on the role's experience, cognition, and information reserves for so many years. I'm just aware of the thoughts, and it looks like I'm in control, in fact the characters themselves are in control.

If there is another person who goes through the same events as my character, all the same, including the humidity in the air, the parasites in the body, the length of the toenails, all the same, then he will definitely have the same attributes as my character.

The same character attributes will inevitably bring the same thinking.

In other words, it looks like I'm killing the character, but it's actually the character himself killing the character.

And I'm just aware of all this.

One day, the light sensed the presence of the screen and found that it was the light itself that blocked the appearance of the screen. So, the rays kill each other to end the rays' existence. But the whole process, the screen didn't do anything.

The role is the "me" in the traditional sense. What others know is also the role of Yuan Changwen. When a character is killed, the corresponding character attributes are also lost. Then, in the eyes of others, the role of Yuan Changwen is like a different person.

Of course, because the self-definition of the constituent characters has been abandoned, the natural characters will also take on a completely different state.

So why did the character embark on a suicide mission? For so many years, the character has made it his mission to enrich himself, and has always made acknowledging his existence his primary goal. When did the character suddenly turn on the slash mode?

I don't know, alas, all used to using the word "I". In fact, with so many chapters of slashing, all the "I" should be replaced with "characters".

It's not that I'm killing the character, it's the character that's killing the character. It's not that I'm disgusting with the characters, it's that the characters are disgusting characters, and the characters are hating the characters, and all the content belongs to the characters.

I'm just that awareness, aware of all this.