What drives every life.

Whether they call it a need or define it as a desire.

What drives every life.

I'm no exception.

Born at the beginning of a millennium, the first dozen years of my life were not as powerful as the year I was born, there was really nothing to say, the world was still peaceful, the earth was not destroyed, at least that's what I thought at the time.

But after my modest parents put in front of me what was said to be the last birthday cake I would ever receive from them, and I blew out the flame that symbolized another step forward in my life, I thought I had received a real birthday present.

I remember very well, even now------ there was a moment of darkness in the room, a moment of darkness after the candles went out, and a moment before the lights were turned on.

I was scared, in the midst of that fleeting darkness.

At the celebration of my 12th birthday, in the midst of a moment of darkness, I thought of death; And he fell into a fear that bordered on obsessive-compulsive disorder, which later seemed to be as bad as some hygienists who washed their hands in the double digits a day.

I don't want to die, and if I die, I can't see my father and mother, just as I can't see their lava in the darkness;

I don't want to die, if I die, I can't see or grasp the anime figure in my hand, just like the figure falls in an instant trembling;

I don't want to die, if I die, I will probably be like my grandfather, who can only be put in a box on his birthday, and only come out to "see" his grandson in a photo frame on his birthday.

I don't want to die, I definitely don't want to die, I just don't want to die.

From the day of my 12th birthday, this thought became the one that drove me a few years later, whether it was desire or need, or perhaps instinct was more appropriate, the most primitive instinct.

I became the topic of the new generation of children, one of the few "good boys" who was respected by the elders, all my living habits were very standardized, I was not a picky eater, I would not avoid brushing my teeth, I exercised absolutely regularly instead of sitting in front of the computer all day, and my grades were among the best.

Before I went to university, I thought I was synonymous with "good boy" and "sensible".

Of course, I didn't and didn't dare to talk to anyone about what drove me to go so hard.

When I went to college, as I grew up, I began to forget about the drive that seemed "silly" at that time, and I began to become "normal" and have some normal hobbies, such as having girlfriends, playing basketball, games, etc.

Probably the most time I spend on the Internet, or rather in the Internet, and like all people who first come into contact with the Internet, I don't choose to hide myself, but I combine myself with myself in the Internet; But he is extremely resistant to revealing his real-life identity.

But I quickly hit the wall.

Even at that point in time, nearly 15 years ago, scientists in the United States had already interpreted neural activity, so that at that time, we had begun to discuss "sensory network access" in the real sense, we still had to face a wall.

For a long time, the control system, which treated society as a large pool of water that was constantly filled with water, chose the most direct method for social pressures that were becoming more and more difficult to recontribute------- pulling out the plug that had been restrained in releasing water at once;

The Internet was originally the sewer, and by the time I was in college, the people who were initially forced to vent their stress in the sewer had formed their own "underground kingdom" and began to influence the world above, so naturally, the original sewers began to be managed.

We went through the most confusing time, a time when the last point of the network that would not overlap with the real interests of the time was being overlapped.

That point is called thought.

Of course, it wasn't until much later that I didn't know what that worldwide regulation and surveillance of the Internet was all about.

The life of the university is very dull but very exciting, very exciting, high-profile and vulgar, we are humble and proud to accept higher education, but we are also inferior and speculatively waiting for inferior treatment in the future, even if I was still a "famous school" students at the time, my roommate and I had to worry secretly while comforting ourselves and saying "we are famous students".

I refused to continue my studies, and after a good drink, I was pulled directly to the station by a driver without even asking the destination, and I was crying at the station only to find out that I had arrived at the station and that I should go to the airport.

But that life was over, when I was 23 years old.

And it was precisely in that year that the "driving force" that I had forgotten found me again, and the news about the rise of nanotechnology that year captured my heart, although it was reported that it was "immature and unapplicable" at that time, but when I saw that cancer cells or AIDS cells could be cut through nanotechnology and completely suppressed in one range, the idea came up again.

The thought of death.

But at that time, I was already a lot more "realistic", and I didn't think about "looking at the future all the time", but just thinking that soon this technology will mature, and I must be able to afford it.

So, I desperately climbed up, killed countless cells in my brain, and came up with various means to accumulate money, earn status, and hoard favors and face, and I became a motivated outlier again.

I climbed very fast, and by the time I was 28 years old and urged by my parents to get married every day, I was already in the official syndicate that sold arms for my homeland.

But it was also at that time that the Great War, now known as the First War, broke out.

It's not a world war, but the whole world is at war, and there are peripheral wars everywhere, except that there are no alliances of several major powers, but they are all attacking each other, it is really a world war.

And it was during the war that my job became more and more important.

It was also in the midst of the war, as I climbed higher and higher, and the list I handled went from individual equipment to aircraft artillery, and then when it became individual equipment again, I finally "took a step forward", and I finally began to get in touch with some things that I had never dared to think about before, and that contact began to make me want to go deeper and deeper.

And again, I began to fear death again, because I knew more and more.

Towards the end of the first war, I also met my "father" for the first time, and he seemed to be shrewd and capable, with few flaws other than a little unkemptness.

That was our first encounter, and our first collaboration, with a weapon system called Synchronized Invasion, a weapon system against the "cyber guided" weapons of the United States of America at the time.

At that time, the concept of "father" deliberately concocted "scanning the whole world into a closed and independent network at any time, and then making a virtual attack command inside it, and the weapons linked to the system will fly to the real target" was still very confusing to me, but I didn't care at the time.

It was just a weapon system, I remember telling myself at the time.

I did treat it that way, and the "father" didn't explain everything to me at the time, maybe he didn't know everything, no, of course he didn't know everything at that time.

Towards the end of the first war, when the "simultaneous invasion" was finally completed and a missile was twisted back to the launcher by an "invasion within a locked network" at a distance of 8,000 meters, the "father" disappeared from my field of vision, or should I say, we disappeared from each other's field of vision.

The war is over, and technology is once again "military to civilian", just like atomic energy.

The theoretical basis of "simultaneous intrusion" and "network guidance" has also begun to shift to "civilian", that is, the existence of what was called the "first generation of primitive AI networks" at that time, and the foundation of both technologies and their founders belonged to my homeland, and the world seemed to finally begin to balance.

At that time, I had been transferred to the head of the "network" department, and I soon got a technical article famous as "Cangqi Law", in which I was personally worried about the rapidly expanding global network, and I saw the term "phantom pain index" for the first time.

But I am not a technician, and a large number of words such as "the deviation of consciousness caused by the asynchronous reality of personal reality and the reality of the world" are just a formality for me, and my conscience and sense of responsibility exist at that time in the orders of the higher level and the rebuke of the lower level.

Of course, I still didn't know the whole picture at that time.

The development of the Internet went smoothly, and by the time I was 45 years old, my first child blew out the candle for his 12th birthday, everything was very different, both online and in the world;

But in a similar way, the Internet was once again used as a dumping place, and I thought it was just a sewer to ease the intensification of the global contradictions brought about by the first war, and to ease the desire for war.

But as it turned out, it wasn't like that.

Graves and sewers are certainly not a concept.

What was a nightmare for me at the time happened when I was 46 years old, when the first "gamers" on a global scale were supposed to "wake up" and return to the "real world".

It's a piece of news.

Worldwide, nearly 190 million, to be precise, 198237415 people's brainwaves have completely disappeared, and their lives have completely disappeared, leaving only 198237415 unconscious body.

At that moment, I remembered the paper of "Cangqi Law", and of course, the expression on my "father's" face when I put that paper in front of me.

The real 。。。。。。。。。。。。 of the individual

Phantom pain index。。。。。。。。。。。。。。

Consciousness is out of sync。。。。。。。。。。。。

Just when I felt as if I was about to have an epiphany, I was grabbed by a group of soldiers who broke down the door.

The two officers who led the team were polite, did not unduly frighten my first wife and first child, and made up an excuse for a special mission.

The officer who led the team was called Ouyang Lanshan, and his assistant was called Nangong Haoyun, two good people, at least I thought so at the time.

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Concentrate:

Phantom-Pain-Indicator vs. Individual-Reality

The reality of the individual refers to each person's independent perception of the world that is different from others, or it refers to the modification of the world in a expressive sense based on the individual's will.

As a simple example, if some songs and literary works can resonate with people, it can be understood that the reader's "personal truth" and the author's reality of the world are well connected.

So, what happens when the reality of the individual and the reality of the world are not compatible?

This disconnection is the "phantom pain" in this book.

In real life, sometimes our social reality makes you feel "unacceptable", it can also be seen as a manifestation of phantom pain.

The pain is certainly not like a toothache or a headache, but it tends to try to divert your attention for a while.

The same is true of seeking something in the web.

In this chapter of the book, or for "virtual online games", the phantom pain caused by the disconnection between the real and the real world is fatal:

First, if a person who links to the Internet has the idea that "this world is not real/does not exist" in his consciousness, he may be directly excluded by the system, as if the body fights germs.

Second, the "time acceleration/time ratio" mentioned in many online game novels is extremely dangerous in this book, because once a person's consciousness recognizes "I have lived for 10 years" in the Internet, then when his personal reality is adjusted to this point, and then he realizes that "in fact, only one year has passed in the real world", the asynchronous consciousness caused by phantom pain will make people reject the reality of the "original world" and cannot return to the physical body; More seriously, it is the belief that the reality of both worlds cannot be reconciled with one's own reality, which leads to the death of consciousness, that is, the soul program.

The style of the Celestial Empire is "Soul Destruction".

But this is not the power of "gods".