After that incident at the auction, I made up my mind not to compromise with the world anymore. But before I can do that, I have to understand what the new world is like. So for the past few days, I have been soaking in the seventh carriage to find information. The seventh carriage stores all the wisdom of reality and some books from the New World, and is like a national library. It is similar in structure to the sixth carriage, except that this carriage will provide many tables, chairs and seats for quiet study.

After a few days of researching here, I realized that I might have been a hopeless scumbag in my life. Every time I get tired of reading a book, I will reflexively pick up a novel, I guess it was the same when I was studying, but I may have picked up my mobile phone and comics before I was alive. When I was alive, I was supposed to be a severe Internet addict, but because there was no Internet in this world, I didn't get immersed in a fictional world.

Uncle Aizawa came every day, and the books he read were all incomprehensible, such as philosophy, economics, physics, and so on. In addition to Uncle Aizawa, there is also a teenager who also comes every day, and every time he sits in a position not far from me. He came to the bookshelf behind me to look for a book, but he didn't find the book he was looking for. Soon he fixed his eyes on the book I was holding, and now it was my break, and I was reading a novel called Who Brought Back Durendina.

He walked straight towards me.

"I'm sorry, when will you be able to finish this book?"

"Here you go." I handed him the book, and my first priority was to get more information about the new world, and the novels were all secondary.

He was stunned for a few seconds, not expecting me to give him the book so readily. "Thank you."

This is a young man who looks about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a delicate appearance and fair skin, like a little girl. At first glance, it looks a bit like the star Junyu Doki. I glanced at the other book he was holding.

"The Story of Your Life, do you like to read science fiction?" I asked.

"So-so." He also replied to me so-so, and continued to bury his head in the search for books.

"You come every day, why do you still look for so many books at once?"

"Well," he sighed helplessly, "I'm about to be officially transferred to work in the memory warehouse, and the managers there are very strange, and I'm afraid I won't be able to come often." ”

Memory warehouse? It won't be ......

"You're Roddy's assistant?"

"How do you know?" He looked at me in amazement.

"I heard some wind from Roddy." I remember that Roddy commented that his new assistant was a capable beautiful boy, and I saw this as a beautiful boy, and he has not shown his ability yet.

"I'm Chaoge, working on Ariadne, and I'm a new employee." After all, we will meet often in the future, so it doesn't hurt to get to know each other in advance.

"My name is Natsuki Ishikawa, and I've been working here before, and I was transferred to the memory warehouse half a month ago after receiving instructions." Even when he was introducing himself, he still didn't stop looking for books in his hands.

"Xia Shujun has been working here for a long time, right?" I grinned and almost didn't know the rules of the new world, but there were a few of them that I really didn't understand.

"Hey, it's rude enough to call your name when you come up." Xia Shujun didn't show any anger, just complained about me very normally, and then sat across from me. It was then that I remembered that only people close to each other in Japan would call them by their first names.

"Well, does it matter?" I smiled awkwardly.

"I've been working here for two years."

Great, I thought to myself. Then he spread the book in front of him, and on it were written the seven laws of the new world:

1. No harm to civilians is permitted

2. The manufacture of large weapons is not permitted

3. It is forbidden to provoke war

Fourth, the law of no doubt

5. It is not allowed to induce the unconscious

6. It is forbidden to harbor intruders

7. Blasphemy is not permitted

"What's wrong?" He looked dazed.

"What does the fifth, the sixth day, and the second mean?"

He frowned, feeling troublesome, as if I was a kraft candy that I couldn't shake off, though I did look like it at the moment.

"Let's put it this way, in addition to the Administrators, there are Guardians, Hunters, Runaways and Intruders. Guardians are armies who guard the order of the new world. The hunter is a happy criminal, and you must know that this is the afterlife, and there are people who have personality defects during their lifetime, and even after death this defect does not disappear. He was a little tired of explaining, so I quickly poured him a glass of water, and he drank it all without being polite.

"Those who are out of control are those who unconsciously commit crimes. According to Freud, the thought process of a person is divided into conscious, preconscious, and subconscious, also known as the unconscious. Usually the consciousness we feel is only the tip of the iceberg, and what we can't see under the iceberg is the preconscious and the unconscious. Usually we don't notice our own unconsciousness because it's suppressed for some reason. For example, you hate someone, but you don't know that you subconsciously want to kill him, because you can't kill him because of moral and legal constraints, and you don't realize that you want to kill him. At this time, what would you do if someone induced you to kill someone unconsciously? ”

"I will kill him, but I don't realize it in the process of killing him."

Article 5 presumably refers to this situation. After all, this is the world of consciousness, and anything can happen. ”

"And what is an intruder?" I asked.

"An invader is someone who has invaded this world in this world, who is not dead yet, but who can sometimes enter this world."

"Why?"

"I don't know yet, maybe it's in the form of dreams or something."

It's so troublesome, learning about the world after death is comparable to taking a psychology class, exhausting to death.

"Hey, what do you have any doubts about the second one?" Although he looked impatient, he was kind enough to answer my questions.

"These seven laws have existed since the birth of the New World, right?"

He nodded in agreement.

"That's strange, the second article says that it is not allowed to make large weapons, and it certainly does not refer to weapons such as catapults, at least tanks and missiles. Did the lawmakers predict that these things would be born thousands of years later? ”

He didn't answer me right away, his expression was a little more serious.

"I thought you were a self-cooked fool, but I didn't expect your observation to be unexpectedly sharp."

It's rude for you to speak......

"The law is made by three 'people', which are faith, desire, and reason. The consensus of the three parties is the law. Faith, desire, and reason are existences that transcend time and space, so you should be able to understand it, right? ”

I nodded. Faith should be the little ghost in cargo pants, what about desire and reason? I wanted to continue to ask, but I was a little embarrassed to trouble him for so long today, and I hesitated again and again, so I would wait until next time, or go and ask Roddy them.

"Do you want to ask who is faith, desire, and reason?" He saw through my concerns.

I nodded like garlic.

"Faith you should have seen, many people have seen it, it is the child who likes to wear cargo pants. Desire, as for it, only appears when you have a strong desire, and it is said that she will take something from you as a reward for fulfilling it. As for reason, no one has ever seen ......"

My doubts are largely resolved. Sure enough, people can't look good, Xia Shujun is much more reliable than he looks on the outside.

"Alright, I'll ask you a question."

"Huh?" Now it's me at a loss.

He pointed to the piles of books in his hand and said, "You can tell at a glance the type of books I read, you know literature, right?" ”

"I know a little about ......"

"Tell me about it."

"Where to start?"

"Start from scratch."

My mouth is open in an O-shape, and you kid is too rude. From ancient times to the present, when will this be talked about?

That afternoon, he spent an hour explaining the laws of the New World to me, and I spent three hours teaching him a condensed version of literature. I felt at a loss, and I knew to ask him a few more questions.

"Why does Xia Shujun want to study literature?"

"Hmm......" he flipped through the book, biting the nail of his thumb. Probably because I don't think it's interesting to live. Literature may be able to tell me the meaning of life. ”

What is the meaning of being alive...... Wouldn't it be better to study philosophy?

I used to hear people say that people who like literature are lonely people. There will always be some people who will be empty and helpless in fast-food entertainment, and it will be difficult to move an inch in the impetuous society where materialism is rampant. The wandering people set foot on the pure land of literature, and since then they have a vast sea and sky.

Literature can make people lonely, but at the same time, it will also give people salvation, people can find some kind of resonance in literature, and then suddenly find that they are not alone, and there are many people who are the same as themselves. Literature has become a medium for sharing loneliness, and through literature, people have crossed time and space, depended on each other, and become the light that illuminates each other.

Xia Shujun plunged headlong into the pile of books, probably because he also got redemption from it. People who are deprived of obsessions and wishes, in order to survive, must always find spiritual sustenance, and always grasp all the straws that can save their lives.

"Xia Shujun, I'll go first, I made an appointment with Phoebe."

"Phoebe?" He frowned, then it dawned on him. "Is that the blonde-haired sister? So you work with her. At this time, Xia Shujun faded his mature coat and finally looked like a little child. There was a twinkle in his eyes, a slight twitch of joy in his calm words, and a faint flush on his face.

What's going on? To me, it's just feeding, screaming, and even calling me a self-cooked idiot...... So happy to be replaced by Phoebe?

I walked up behind him and grabbed him by the neck.

"Hey, stupid, what are you doing?"

I didn't care about his struggles, I pushed harder.

"Say, do you kid like Phoebe?"

"Huh? Who would like that hundred-year-old woman? ”

He immediately denied it...... Is this the legendary tsundere?

"Stop quibbling!" I pressed harder again, and he was strangled by me, and finally honestly admitted.

Xia Shujun was angry, and he shyly lowered his head and pretended to be reading, and the red glow on his face could not dissipate for a long time.

"What are you laughing at?" He was annoyed.

"Xia Shujun, you are so cute, it would be nice if you were my brother." I poked him in the face and reached out to ruffle his hair. Finally, he blew up into a lion cub.

"Stupid! I'm really! ”