"Then I'll ask one more question, and I'll answer it based on what I know." Lu Haoran held his hand into a claw shape, and lightly grabbed the four corners of the table, and the black Rubik's Cube exploded directly, and then it all fell to the table like an automaton, and it magically turned into a plane.

"If you can't get out of the dream world, then is the dream world a real world?"

Although I was also curious about the miraculous things I saw in front of me, what I was thinking about in my brain was the question Lu Haoran asked.

If I can't get out of my dreams, is the world in my dreams the real world?

What does this mean, what does Lu Haoran mean, is everything that happens around me here just a dream?

This shouldn't be possible, not to mention that the progress of the story in the dream won't be so slow, who is still dreaming when they dream, dreaming within a dream?

Anyway, I can't find out that the world I'm in now is a dream, and what Lu Haoran said is if, then it shouldn't be true. Whether this is a dream or not is not considered for the time being, I have to think about Lu Haoran's problem, and I can't waste too much time on the conditions.

Is the world in dreams a real world?

That's right. Even in dreams, especially in people's dreams, although the light is bizarre, there are many conditions that are out of common sense of life, for example, when I dream by myself, the plot of the story will advance very quickly, and then the switching of scenes also ignores the distance of time and place, I think my dream is not a world, it can only be regarded as a movie.

But if you really dig deeper, those conditions that are detached from the common sense of life are actually just observance of higher hidden phenomena. Human beings are beings with thoughts. Everyone knows that there is a mind rather than a consciousness, even if it is a stone, he is conscious, because consciousness is, to put it bluntly, nothing more than a continuous response to conditions, and at the same time can change the results and conditions freely and continuously.

But thinking is different, what is thought, it is that even if there are no conditions, conditions can be assumed, this is an epoch-making function, and it is precisely because of the ability to assume conditions that human beings have creativity.

But what exactly is creativity? What exactly is thought?

Actually, I have thought about it before, and finally I came up with the answer that thought is actually a process of consciousness that is deduced from the judgment of the existence or absence of known conditions.

People are just a collection of reactions, so what about the world in dreams?

Even if there are some parts of the dream world that violate the common sense of our real world, if I don't know what the so-called reality is the common sense of the world, then I can't know that I am in a dream.

In any world, there are explicit phenomena and implicit phenomena, just like we see birds and airplanes flying. In ancient times, it was like magic, but we who knew it were not surprised and didn't think it was magic.

It's the same in the dream world, and the reason why I feel that it's against common sense is because I don't have time to explore the science inside?! If I do get into a dream that I can't wake up from, then I think I'll be able to figure out why it was eventually.

So, because of this condition that can't get out, this question is correct.

"That's right." After careful consideration, I came up with my answer.

Okay, now let's talk about what the answer is behind all this. Let me guess, this kid will definitely say that the world is actually fake, and then what, I'm also fake or something.

"Now that you understand, I'll start talking." Lu Haoran looked at the middle of the Rubik's Cube plane on the table, and the Rubik's Cube emitted a lot of fantastic light. These rays of light were cast into the room, and a slowly swirling swirling cloud was magically revealed, and there was a pitch-black spot in the center of the cloud, which was terrifyingly black, and the blackness of the surrounding clouds was not at all comparable to the darkness emitted by this point.

"This world is fake." Lu Haoran said.

Well, exactly as I guessed, this kid just wanted to fool me. Yes, yes, I'm fake too.

"You're a fake too."

Look, exactly as I guessed, flicker, flicker, flicker.

"What you saw before wasn't a dream, it was a real fact." Lu Haoran suddenly said what happened in my memories before, "We tampered with your memory, and all the things before the time when you opened a room with that Jiang Hui are other people's memories." ”

How can it be!

How could my memories be fake? These things have obviously happened, and they have happened very clearly, how can you think that they may be fake?

Although I am an art student and don't read much, Lu Haoran, don't lie to me!

"Then according to what you say, the world has only been in the beginning for a month or two?" I asked the question in my heart, am I fake? Then you are also fake? Everyone is also fake? Everything in this world is fake?

How is this possible!

"It's not." Lu Haoran shook his head and looked at his eyes, this seemed to be the truth,

"Except for you, everyone else has been around for three years."

So you mean the world has only been around for more than three years? Wrong! That's not the point! The point is, why has everything but me been a fake for three years?

"This can't be? Why is it that I've only been around for a little over a month, and the rest of the world has been around for three years. ”

In fact, at this time, my heart was already flustered, and I had begun to faintly believe Lu Haoran's words, because my memory can only be traced back to the real memory of a month ago, and before it was only a vague memory, and the time and date did not match.

"I said it, because you are fake, you are Xie Guanxin, right, it should be said that it is yourself, the copy you made, and then you copied your own memories into it, and then it was put into this world?" Lu Haoran said with a straight face, and said, I don't understand at all, what does it mean that I copy my memories to myself, and then put myself into this world.

Am I God? Can you put yourself into the world yourself?

Lu Haoran, what are you talking nonsense? Hurry up and explain it to me.

"I'm a clone? So what do I have to remember, how can there be so many of you in memories? Don't lie to me. I also know that there are many strange things about me, but I don't listen to your explanations much, and I feel like you're still fooling me. ”

"Who was that me, according to you, before I was cast into this world? There's always me here, otherwise, how could the people around me accept my existence for no reason? ”