Chapter 1249: The Definition of Perfection

Tree World......

A different dimension within the Tree of Chaos, two consciousnesses freed from the confines of their bodies, are looking at each other in the form of pure souls.

After a full minute, Zhang Cheng stretched out his hand and inserted it into the other party's chest, and said in a cold and emotionless tone: "It's all over! From today on, I am the only self, a truly perfect life." ”

"Only? No, you're not the only one! At least not yet! I'll lurk in your consciousness, patiently waiting for a second chance at resurrection. As long as I believe in my existence, you will never be able to erase the last imprint. Instead of trying to resist, the Initiator left a meaningful message in the moment when he was about to disappear.

"You think I'm going to give you a second chance? I'm sorry to say that, but I'm going to tell you that you don't have a future anymore. ”

After saying that, Zhang Cheng's hand that was inserted into his chest suddenly released a silver ghostly light.

Next Second......

The soul and consciousness of the Initiator suddenly lost their human form, turning into a cloud of silver light and slowly merging into Zhang Cheng's body along his arm.

Eventually, when the two become one, the whole tree world begins to change rapidly.

Those images that were originally hazy and blurry became clear at a speed visible to the naked eye, and various animals appeared in the desolate and silent environment at some point, as if the world of death had suddenly come to life.

In particular, the huge spiritual power released by the residual organs of the overlord's corpse has brought infinite spirituality and vitality to this world.

By the time Zhang Cheng opened his eyes again, the tree world had already become a real world.

Looking at the vibrant scenery in front of him, he couldn't help but purse the corners of his mouth slightly, and said to himself: "This is my heart that belongs to me after devouring and fusing it, a perfect world? But unfortunately, it doesn't fit my taste at all." Perhaps, a little bit of a change will be needed next. ”

The words just fell!

The clear sky was suddenly covered with a thick layer of dark clouds, and the green plants on the ground were also distorted in a very short time, growing eerie human faces.

As for the animals, they were all dead in less than a minute, replaced by undead and ghosts born from corpses.

Murky!

Evil!

Uncanny!

Every now and then it makes a creepy sound!

Looking at the tree world that was rapidly transforming under the impetus of his own consciousness, Zhang Cheng nodded with satisfaction: "Great! This is the truest embodiment of my heart! People who are completely integrated into the darkness do not need hypocritical light, let alone a so-called peaceful harbor." ”

Hypocrisy and weakness are common to almost all intelligent life, and the inner world is the most direct manifestation of these two weaknesses.

Hypocrisy represents the restraint of one's true self, the stupid act of self-castration in order to cater to the values of the group, and the avoidance of becoming an outlier in the group by cutting off strong desires and following certain conventional rules, avoiding persecution, rejection, and even loneliness and loneliness.

It is essentially a disguise and deception, but as hypocrisy and ethics become habitual, it completely kills the infinite possibilities of the future, and firmly holds a creature within the framework of its design.

Weakness, by contrast, though not as capable of stifling infinite possibilities as hypocrisy is, is no less dangerous.

Because weakness is a self-protection mechanism, because the most fundamental motive of life itself is to live, when encountering a strong enemy or difficulty, the first thing that often comes to mind is not to defeat it, but to avoid it from afar, so as to ensure one's own safety.

In a way, weakness can keep an intelligent life away from danger, away from pain and stress, and live in a relatively relaxed environment.

After all, comfort and comfort are the ideal life pursued by most ordinary lives.

But unfortunately, Zhang Cheng was destined to be denied comfort and comfort a long time ago, either to become a failure on the road to the top, to fall halfway up the mountain into the abyss, or to climb to the top of the mountain and look down on all beings.

With the belief that he could never fail, he withdrew from the tree world and began to reshape the body that contained his soul and consciousness.

At the moment when the shaping was completed, Byron, who had been waiting for a long time, finally couldn't help but say tentatively: "It's all over?"

"Ahh

"Can you tell me who you are, then, or who are you in a higher proportion now?" Byron's eyes twinkled with curiosity.

"I am who I am! nothing has changed from before! just another memory in my mind, and another way of thinking. Engulfing fusion, as you might think, is not an all-in-one acceptance without any selectivity, but a kind of filtering and optimization. In the process, I will lose something precious, but I will also gain something precious. All of this is to transcend and make yourself more perfect. ”

When saying this, Zhang Cheng inadvertently revealed a unique temperament, an aura that was diametrically opposed to his previous performance.

Byron was obviously aware of this, and continued to ask with interest: "I'm a little curious, what have you lost and what have you gained?"

"Are you intruding on my privacy, or are you trying to see if I'm as perfect as you expect?"

Peeping into the essence of the soul, for anyone, is a naked provocation.

Zhang Cheng didn't turn his face directly, he was already very calm and restrained.

"Hahahaha! Of course not! I've always known that there is no such thing as true perfection. All beings, including you and me, who stand at the pinnacle of evolution, can only approach perfection infinitely, but they can never reach perfection. I'm just curious about the extent to which new life can be created when two souls in a parallel universe collide and merge. ”

"You want to fight me?"

Only strength is the most intuitive manifestation of the perfection of a life. ”

If strength is the most perfect embodiment of a life, then what is the use of knowledge and wisdom? True perfection is the combination of strength and intellect, the refinement of spirit, body, and soul. Now, I'm going to show you what perfection is and what true power is......"

As the last word blurted out, Zhang Cheng raised his right hand and pressed it on the trunk of the Chaos Tree beside him.