Chapter Ninety-Eight: One Day

(What a disaster-ridden computer.) The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info the main board burned. Follow the memory, phone codeword. But it's really hard to type. Change this chapter tomorrow. )

"This gambling melon is like scratching a lottery ticket, it seems to be nowhere to be found, but it is actually a great way." In the middle of a group of people, an old man twisted his beard and said: "Pick melons, pay attention to the four-character mantra of looking, hearing, asking and cutting." ”

"What Mr. Ola said is, in your opinion, which melon should you choose?" The people around gathered in front of the old man and listened carefully with their ears pricked up.

"In my opinion, this little melon is undoubtedly the best of the best." Aura walked up to a small thundermelon, patted the skin of the thundermelon, and said.

"Did the brothers hear me?"

"I heard that, you can't choose that!"

"Yes, yes, thanks to Crow's Beak Ola, with him, I don't say if I can buy good melons, at least I can't buy broken melons."

This old man named Ola is a well-known "expert" in the gambling circle, as long as it is the thunder melon he fancies, he doesn't run, he is definitely a deflated person - there is no seed.

Li Moyou, who came for the first time, naturally didn't know about Ola's reputation, so he walked to the side of the little thundermelon by himself.

Leaning out a paw of white bones, Li Moyou calmed down and entered the spiritual world of the Lei Gua Mother Tree.

When people explore things, most of them generate cognition from the three directions of time, space, and angle. This is also a logical habit common to intelligent beings.

Plants, on the other hand, only follow instinctual memory and inertia in their perception of the world, just like a two-dimensional picture.

What appeared in front of Li Moyou was countless horizontal and vertical lines that were delivered like circuit boards, and from time to time there were bright spots running between the horizontal and vertical lines.

"It's messy." The ethereal voice of the Bow of Punishment rang out.

"What do you mean?"

"It's thinking about why it exists."

"Huh? Philosophical propositions like who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going? ”

"It's not as pretentious as you humans. And, maybe you misunderstood who I was referring to. ”

"Who else can you refer to, isn't it this thunder melon vine?"

"To be precise, you just touched this thunder melon fruit."

"This, you mean, this fruit, and its mother tree, have different thoughts?"

"No, it's the fruit that has thoughts, and its mother tree, like all other plants, doesn't really have thoughts."

It suddenly came to mind that this was the paragraph where I wrote, "They already know how to think, just like computers, follow some established logic"...... And so on and so forth. Probably the theory that human beings explore the objective world is different from plants, and of course, it is not the same as computers...... We humans are subjective animals......

Then the mouse and keyboard are not easy to use. Made, although I think it's the motherboard burned, but Nima is too coincidental. I don't write it, I'm so panicked.

I won't write this kind of mystical stuff in the future.