Just when Wang Yang was falling uncontrollably towards death, countless images flashed through his mind like lightning, including his memories in the real world, his life and death process in infinite reincarnation, and the future that could not be distinguished no matter how hard he tried, but exuded a fatal attraction, a future with no limits and beyond imagination, but in the end, only three images remained, which appeared extremely clear in the combined strangulation of death pressure and great fear - the first picture was the little boy's words to Neo: the spoon did not exist; The second picture shows a vase restored to its original state at the request of the Prophet; The third image is the Latin proverb on the porch of the prophet: Know thyself.

At this moment, a flash of realization flashed in Wang Yang's heart, and he suddenly understood why the prophet wanted him to repair the vase, and why the prophet who could retrieve the entire Matrix system could not inform himself of his future fate, because for the entire Matrix system, only one's own existence has no purpose, or only the purpose of one's own existence cannot be understood and explained by Matrix, that is, the path of the strong. Reject any reason, abandon all fetters, and be sincere and the only way to be strong.

Any living being instinctively pursues a higher level of power, which is the most essential attraction of the source of all things to its derivatives (such as life), but no life can cut off all of its connection with its environment and concentrate only on its own goals and directions. As Marx said, man is the sum total of social relations; Cultivators also believe that unless the Tao is mixed, no one can get rid of the entanglement of cause and effect between heaven and earth; In other words, it is no longer possible to be called a human being who can break away from this relationship, and this is a law that is more fundamental and fundamental than the modern scientific system, and even the machine that created a huge and perfect virtual world like the Matrix system must abide by.

In fact, Wang Yang himself can't transcend this connection, but it's a pity that he has the biggest way out of his existence in this world - he is not a person from this world. Even if the "Lord God" arranged his identity in this world, for Wang Yang, who already had the heart of a strong man, unless he could disturb his strong heart (more precisely, the heart of the Dao), this connection could not cause him any concerns at all. But this simple setting, but let Wang Yang psychologically get rid of all the cause and effect in this world, for the prophet, Wang Yang has no place to come, no place to go, where his future will go, only exists between his own thoughts, so it is impossible to predict. In turn, due to Wang Yang's own continuous breakthroughs, his every move will in turn affect the operation of this world. For others, the butterfly effect is just a theoretical hypothesis, but for Wang Yang, he is a butterfly that really exists in the world of The Matrix, a butterfly that has the opportunity and ability to turn things around, not only for machines, but also for humans. The reason why the prophet was worried was that when Wang Yang destroyed the machines and humans together would give him more power, would he not hesitate to do it? Although the prophet did not know the existence of the "main god", the super search engine allowed her to keenly perceive that Wang Yang had no attachment to this world, and he only valued one thing - strength.

These thoughts like the bursting of the Yellow River instantly appeared in Wang Yang's mind, and disappeared into Wang Yang's consciousness like a wind and clouds. When his body was still falling uncontrollably towards the hundred-meter-high building, Wang Yang immediately reined in his mind and began to face his troubles seriously - at this moment's enlightenment, he had understood a lot of things, and the original desperate situation had also invisibly turned into a dilemma, but it was just a little troublesome to solve.

Wang Yang closed his eyes and forced himself to forget everything and concentrate. His right hand crossed a mysterious trajectory, caressing the penetrating wound on his right chest, and began to exude an invisible attraction, and his body seemed to be reconverted into a flowing digital code, flashing with a faint and inexplicable green light, not only that, the special police and agents on the rooftop, and the entire Matrix world, including the National Defense Building, gradually disappeared in Wang Yang's mind like a low tide, replaced by countless flowing symbols and numbers, green codes, and black backgrounds, Like the universe deep and unfathomable in the eyes of mortals, it is clear and unusually beautiful.

If there is a slow-motion replay at this time, you will see that the shocking penetrating wound on Wang Yang's right chest is rapidly healing under the urging of some force: muscle fibers squirm as if they have life, broken bones and broken muscles grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, blood vessels automatically begin to connect, and nerve fibers tremble rapidly like bare wires under the action of bioelectricity。。。。。。 The whole scene of the "main god" healing light pillar is reproduced.

This period of time is slow to say, but it is actually very fast, from Wang Yang's epiphany to recovering from his injury, and the time for Wang Yang to roll and fall in the air is only a few seconds, his penetrating injury has just recovered from the dying life to the stage of serious injury, and when he barely supported the respiratory function of his lungs, his body has fallen out of the roof and is in a state of complete volley. If you fall like this, even if you can recover all your injuries before landing, it will be in vain, because until now Wang Yang has not had the opportunity to achieve ventilation, and when the internal force cannot run at full strength, even if the deceleration effect of the glider is added, the consequence of landing is nothing more than choosing between the meat puree and the meat patty.

At the moment when he swept over the edge of the rooftop, Wang Yang suddenly stretched out his left hand and gently put it on the guardrail, as if he was struggling to make the last self-rescue action under the domination of the survival consciousness, but then under the pull of gravity acceleration, he hopelessly brushed the edge of the rooftop and fell straight down.

Seeing this scene, all the SWAT officers breathed a sigh of relief. A guy who can cross a distance of three hundred meters with his own strength is too much pressure, this kind of power has gone beyond the scope of human beings, reaching the level of gods and demons, when he thinks of fighting against non-human existence, no matter how well-trained the special police are weak, for human beings, the unknown is always the most terrifying.

But now it's okay, the huge momentum of 100 meters high, and the agent was shot in the chest, is it not a dead end to fall?

The agent withdrew the Desert Eagle with an expressionless face, with a subtle sense of superiority and disdain in his eyes: "No matter how special it is, humans are only human after all. ”

The squad leader of the SWAT team asked tentatively, "Sir, what should we do next?" ”

The agent's eyes returned to an emotionless indifference: "Go find him, kill him if he doesn't die." ”

The SWAT team leader waved his hand, and a SWAT officer closest to the edge of the rooftop hesitated, and could only cautiously approach the place where Wang Yang fell, and the fingers clutched on the M16 automatic rifle turned pale from excessive tension. What kind of cheapness does this guy scold himself while walking? It's not good to stand somewhere, but I'm standing here. He made up his mind that as soon as there was the slightest movement, he would shoot immediately, and the thought of fighting a terrorist who could cross a space of 300 meters at close range, even if this terrorist was already uncertain about his life and death, the special police still had fifteen buckets of water in his heart - seven up and eight down.

The SWAT officer came to the edge of the rooftop at the speed of a snail, slowly leaned out with a crosshair's vision, and aimed under the building.

Looking to the left, there is no movement; To the right, there is no one; The SWAT's heart relaxed slightly: maybe the monster had really been killed.

The SWAT's body continued to probe forward, because at the end of the day, it was necessary to probe the side walls of the Defense Tower, which were all made up of bulletproof mirror walls with a very high finish, on which no living organism could stand without a special adsorption device, not even geckos.

However, at the moment when the relieved SWAT lowered his head, a hand with blood stains ghostly appeared, and grabbed his neck, not only sealing his vocal cords, but also locking his central nervous system, so that the SWAT officer remained in the hall with his head bowed, and none of his colleagues behind him saw that something was wrong.

The SWAT's eyes widened incredulously, and even though he couldn't say a word, he desperately opened his mouth like a fish about to dry up and die, but something even more terrifying happened: the monster holding his life in the palm of his hand was healing on his chest at a rapid pace, the muscles had healed, and the broken skin was slowly reborn. This scene made the special police even forget the reality that their lives were hanging by a thread, and just stared at Wang Yang's chest, and the two eyeballs almost bulged out (cough cough, a little bit of a feeling).

In Matrix, agents are unable to probe human thoughts, but too strong thought fluctuations can trigger the attention and alertness of the system. The agent on the other side immediately realized that something was wrong. With lightning strikes, he pulled out the Desert Eagle and ordered, "Fire!" ”

- Fire? Towards your own companions?!

Although the others could not believe their ears, the high level of obedience that had been trained over time dominated the SWAT officers' actions, and for a moment, all the guns opened fire again, and the barrage of death enveloped the SWAT officer like a cloud.

Although he couldn't see everything on the rooftop, the sudden premonition of danger made Wang Yang take action immediately. His right hand, which locked the SWAT's throat, pulled down sharply, and the SWAT, who had no power to resist, immediately fell headlong with a miserable howl. And Wang Yang used this pulling force, and at the same time quickly activated his true qi, flying out like a swing a full three meters away, narrowly avoiding the fate of being beaten into a sieve, in which the agent's extremely penetrating shot grazed Wang Yang's waist and took away a drop of blood.

At the last moment, Wang Yang did not forget to explain to the special police: "I'm sorry, thank you for your help." ”