That is not LIGHT, nor is it ... Dark.

Haman sensed a sensation that seemed to be described only by Vertigo, and then she "realized" that she was trapped in a state that she could not describe, yes, she could not figure out how to describe or describe the environment that surrounded her. The concept of time was still passing, and she knew that behind this infinite flow of time, he was still waiting, the war was still waiting, and she should [leave] as soon as possible.

But she didn't feel that need, no irritability, no urgency.

In the same way, although there were questions about why she was so calm, the unanswerable questions did not make her feel irritated.

She couldn't see, she couldn't hear, she couldn't smell, she couldn't taste, she couldn't touch anything.

"You have to let go of the concept of [human senses]." It wasn't a voice, it wasn't a piece of text that could be seen, Harman felt it was a piece of [meaning] that had been transmitted directly to her.

"In this world, yes, that's the word to describe the link, and some people call him brain quantum waves, zero system data reverse flow or something, similar, but different." That meaning sent some message to Haman

"You are?" Haman sent a message to the Being who had sent her a message.

"As much as I want you to understand it all now, we don't really have a grasp of the physical flow of time, and too much rewriting your time can cause damage, so let's change the way for now."

When the Being delivered such information to Haman, Haman felt that the world had changed at once: anxiety had come to the fore, a sense of urgency had come up, as if all the emotions had converged at once; At the same time, light, smell, and other sensory information that humans use to identify the world suddenly presented a [scene] in front of her eyes.

Beneath her feet was a silvery-white floor that was carrying her body forward, filled with a soft but irritating light, and a curved roof overhead, leading Harman to conclude that she was standing on a conveyor belt inside a pipe. In front of her, a woman in a blue dress was smiling and nodding at her.

"Who are you? Where am I?! Haman took a half-step back, his hand reaching for his waist, but he froze for the next moment, his hand should have touched the handle of the short combat pistol, but now it was only touching air. This froze Harman, who looked down and was even more shocked--- she was now wearing a nightgown.

"Who is it, where is it, heh, don't you ask the third question [when], if you look at the basic three questions, you ask one less question." The woman in the blue dress smiled and approached Haman.

"Is this a dream? Where is he? Who are you? ”

"Ah, the second step is to take the initiative to characterize the world, find the main point of reliance, and then repeat which of the three questions is the most important to you, so among the three questions you chose the first question that represents curiosity, and that's why." The woman in the blue dress showed an expression of realization and continued to approach Haman.

"What?!"

"Although you can't influence the frame here, you still [change] yourself into the clothes you miss the most, oh, is it the clothes you wore after making out with him that time? Hehe, it's changed, the last time we met, you were still immersed in [Axis's Girlhood], is it because of the relationship between the connected objects? The woman in the blue dress looked at Haman with an interested expression.

"Ah, the name, that's right, the name," the woman in the blue dress held out her hand before Harman could say anything more, "call me ev....Evelyn, the answer to your first question." ”

"Evelyn 。。。。。。" Harman felt a fuzziness in his head, and in a daze, he reached out and shook it.

"Now, the second question and the third will take a while, so let's take it one step at a time," Evelyn whispered, placing her hand gently on Haman's forehead, "It may feel a little weird. ”

The next moment, Haman felt that something in his body had cracked, and then memories rushed out of the rupture: he and his lover Arlando put on their combat uniforms, opened the spiritual link, and...

"The [link] that you have opened allows you to come directly here, because it is not a link to your eyes and nose, nor is it a link to your superficial thinking, but to the rules of calculation itself that determine the final outcome of your thinking," Evelyn in the blue dress pointed to her head, "Linking this part allows you to come to his world, welcome!" ”

"Him?"

"He, that he, your love, Arlando. Barkina, that's not the name his father and mother gave him, but what's the meaning of the name here, it's his world. Evelyn made a welcoming gesture with her arms open.

"His world? What the? What do you mean? Is this his world? Harman looked up at the place she was in, like the tourist corridor of an old-time aquarium she had seen in a documentary--- how could this be a man's world.

"Well, it seems that the function of metaphor and pictogram has not yet been activated, so let me be precise, this is a part, a very important part of his world," Evelyn pointed to the dome above them, "that is the key to separating him from the sea above him, without which he would have been submerged by the sea." ”

"What sea?"

"You'll know, but before that, you and I have to get rid of the human habits that we had to get into this world and resystematize them."

The woman in the blue dress said, and then she turned around and spoke as she walked forward in front of Haman in a leading manner.

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For people on Earth in a world, there is no sudden end coming--- no comet hitting the Earth, no biochemical virus outbreaks, no alien invasions. For them, the end came very, naturally.

This end is logically irreversible, just as every human being should naturally die--- they have overexploited their planet, the resources of the planet are no longer enough to support humanity, and at the same time their technology has not developed enough for them to find a new planet to consume. To put it in human terms, it is like an old man who is naturally consumed to death by the children he has been supporting, and the children who have always depended on him are in trouble.

The equation is not balanced.

The humans of that world have been indulging in their Mother Planet in a way that violates the law for years, and then they have to change themselves in the way of the law. Incomprehensible? Imagine a computer that is doing things that it shouldn't be doing over and over again, accumulating a lot of program fragments that cause the computer to become slow, the fundamental solution is to start respecting the rules of the computer itself.

Oh yes, there's another way to reduce their dependence on computers, but it's not so easy to get humans to reduce the many features that the planet offers them. If a computer becomes unusable because of the user, the user may be able to reduce the use of programs that consume a lot of computer power, but if a planet is overwhelmed, it is too difficult to make humanity less dependent.

However, they still have to find a way out to continue the survival of humanity.

The situation is not optimistic, and their scholars have finally calculated the time of the collapse of human civilization--- unless a miracle happens, they will not be able to continue the way of life until technology allows them to move to other planets. So, they started thinking about emergency measures.

What kind of emergency measures?

Well, what else could there be for emergency measures? As I said earlier, if you don't follow the rules of the system, you will one day be forced to pay the price according to the rules of the system.

Do you think that in nature, non-human groups of organisms usually ensure the survival of the population when the conditions for survival are insufficient?

Reduce the number of individuals.

However, no one wants this to happen to them, and there is no sacrifice, only a decision--- some countries decide that others will be the target of reduction.

There is only one problem, and this must not be known to the object of the cut.

The original plan was very simple, and the reduction in the number of individuals relied on war. But people get tired of war, and war itself consumes a lot of resources, and if the war itself is waged to reduce resource consumption, then no one will do it, right? Therefore, these wars must be controlled, the maximum number of people must be eliminated with the least amount of resources, and no one can know the truth about this war.

People think it's impossible, it's really not possible, they can't do it with a war, this population control has to be continuous, they need a different plan. They call this plan the "Twin Plan". Some will continue, these are the Eternal Sons, The-Sons-of-Eternity (SOE); Some will die for the former, and these are the children of the rules, The-Sons-of-Proximity (SOP). The two groups of people each have their own rights and duties, and together, they will ensure the survival of humanity.

Since the invention of the Internet, sociologists and psychologists have found that people are less and less dependent on communication outside the Internet, they don't care what kind of person is on the other end of the network, they can fall in love with a female character played by a man; Their circle is getting smaller and smaller, and they even rely on the Internet to buy food. Their only dependence on the world is the network itself, and the food and money needed to keep the body running, their desires in the network, and their emotions in the network.

They exist in the network.

They were excellent candidates, and these people became the original SOPs at a later date. The organization of the state brings these people together through the network, in means that they do not notice, and their social circle becomes smaller and smaller, until their existence becomes a symbol of society that exists only on the record. Then the united nations began to exterminate them, slowly and slowly, without anyone caring about the demise of these people.

Then there is the planned war, in which both the perpetrator and the victim state are actually playing their respective roles, and the reduction of the population through the war is maintained by the reduction of the number of SOPs that can control deaths.

This was the original and original plan.

Then, a change occurred.

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"So, you're telling me that he's from another world, and this is his world... Memory...? After the long explanation finally stopped, Harman looked up at the woman who called herself Evelyn.

"That's what I should say." Evelyn nodded.

"And where am I now, in the middle of the world?"

"No, you're at the bottom of the world's memory." Evelyn shook her head.

"The bottom...

"Remember what I said about the created world, this is the bottom of that world," Evelyn pointed to the dark space above her head, "the bottom of the ocean, the place where life was born in the world, the abyss of the ocean of death." ”

"The Ocean of Death...

"Yes, The-OCEAN-of-Death, OCEAN, stands for Optimally-Controlled-Eradication-Applying-Network, an ocean of 100 million dead souls."

"Revenant...

"If you connect a person's mind to the network, yes, a visual signal can be projected directly to make a person think he is seeing something, and the same can be projected by hearing and smelling and so on, but there is a signal that is essential to the plan of that organization that cannot be replicated, a signal of death."

"If they've been able to make virtual reality that advanced, why not just make people believe they've had an accident and then their spirits will accept death..."

"It's not that simple, when they access the network, their consciousness retains a cognition, that is, [in this virtual world, the body will not die], so they resist the deaths you mentioned, and the most important thing is that at the end of this scene projection, the lack of a key piece of data makes it impossible for the network to actively kill people, that is, how to describe the thinking activity at the moment of death, without the record of this activity, it is impossible to finally use the network to kill people 100%."

"That..."

"Initially, they used the repeated projection of a car accident scenario to the spirit of one SOP and ended up killing him in the network, and then they projected the string of his dying thoughts into the spirit of the next SOP set to hang, but surprisingly, the SOP who was prescribed to hang was not affected by the data. So they killed more until the committee agreed that the death thinking data collected was enough to form the Death Shock Procedure (DIP). Above me is the ocean of dying minds of the slain SOPs, the lowest level of the world. ”

"You said the bottom of the world, so we're in that network now, how did I get here?"

"It's not how you got here, it's that you're here."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because my dearest, you never left your world." The woman in the blue dress spat out such a message.

"What?! Are you saying ... ”

"The world they created is this world, and the testing ground they created is this world; He is sent in to embrace the SOP of his duty and death, and you, my dear, are the characters portrayed by the program of people's memories --- Harman. Kahn. In a way, he's one of your founders. ”

"I 。。。。。。 I......... ”

"You are an apparition created by a former dead and those who will surely become the dead, A-phantom-of-the-dead."

"You go away!! Go away!!!! I don't believe you!!! Arlando, dear, where are you!! ”

[How are you doing?] Just as the woman in the blue dress was staring at Haman's gaffe, a consciousness connected to her.

[What do you think can be done, it's hard to accept, and it's even more difficult to forget later, I think we're a little too much, dear.] 】

[There must always be sacrifices for love]

[It's not convincing for you to say that, how about your side? 】

[Hmmm... Do you think the little guy's temper will be good, just like his mother's touch?

[Come on, the core of her program is starting to be unstable, there is a possibility of dissipation, cut off]