Ji Wuming was silent for a long time, longer than any time before. See. Hair. Line. Middle. Wen. net

Ji Wuming: "Would you believe it?" ”

Zhen Shuwen: "I'll hear it." ”

Ji Wuming: "That's enough...... Have you ever heard of the Fermi paradox? ”

Zhen Shuwen: "Are you interested in aliens? ”

Ji Wuming: "No, I'm confused about our current world. Fermi once asked, 'Where are they?' No matter how big the universe is, for the life that can reproduce, it is natural to meet. After all, in a sense, reproduction is the immortality of life.

If we think of the human race as a separate individual, [man] is a creature that has been living on Earth for millions of years.

Millions of years...... Where are they?

Why can't [people] find them? ”

Zhen Shuwen: "What are they?" ”

Ji Wuming: "Myths, fairy tales, monsters, gods, devils...... In more scientific terms, it is - dreams! ”

Zhen Shuwen: "They don't exist. ”

Ji Wuming: "Then why do we know about them?" Can we know things that don't exist? ”

Zhen Shuwen: "Those are just human fantasies, have you ever seen dark matter and quantum mechanics in ancient mythology?" No. The so-called myths are nothing more than fantasies made by human beings through the things around them. It's like magic, it looks magical, but it's just a trick to deceive. ”

Ji Wuming: "Don't you think it's strange? The world we live in has all kinds of physical laws, and our consciousness is incomparably free. ”

Zhen Shuwen: "Consciousness is also regular, and we can't imagine things that we haven't seen. Wait a minute...... I seem to see what you mean! No wonder you're different from other mentally ill people. Well, you can go back. ”

After Ji Wuming left the consultation room, Zhen Shuwen wrote a line in his notebook:

Zero-energy thinking + irrational numbers = world

After writing, Zhen Shuwen laughed at himself: "The one who is close to ink is black, and I have also become a secondary girl." See. Wool, Chinese net"

Maybe......

No one will ever know how important the word "possibly" is to Ji Wusheng.

No one will know how important this "dream" is to Ji Wusheng.

What Ji Wuming knew, he always knew.

Thinking is free and there are limits. Heavier restrictions than reality.

Memories are unstable!

In the hospital bed, Ji Wuming constructs his favorite "world" again and again, starting from an atom and starting from the most basic rules of nature.

But before the next day, the "world" became blurred, and Ji Wuming did not choose to repair it, and began to create a new "world" again. Ji Wuming knew very well that the world that could be repaired must also be easily destroyed. That kind of world is not what he wants.

It takes a long time for Ji Wuming to create a world in his mind, almost a month, and he doesn't know how long it will take when it's slow.

"I'm really getting more and more like what they call neurotics. If I could make money with my dreams, maybe the outcome would be very different. ”

"Number 63, it's time to take your medicine."

"Boom!"

The sound of the explosion and the siren of the hospital sounded one after another, and Ji Wuming saw the panicked medical staff, at this moment, how similar they were to the patients.

Everyone was gathered in the hall, and Ji Wuming and Zhen Shuwen were next to each other.

"Big brother, the outside is already surrounded by police."

"Boss, use them as hostages."

"No need, it's Officer You from outside, let's line up in the last hour."

"Yes, Boss!" (Everyone voices in unison)

Ji Wuming suddenly found that everyone's eyes converged on him.

"You, come out. This is the second time, and if you don't come out again, you can die. ”

Ji Wuming glanced at his costume and judged that he was the leader of this group.

"Do you want to live?"

Ji Wuming: "Are you asking me?" ”

"Bang!" Gunshots rang out, and everyone in the hospital shrank into a ball of terror.

Ji Wuming: "Yes." ”

Leader: "How much do you want?" ”

Ji Wuming: "If you can live, you can kill myself!" ”

The leader was stunned for a moment, an answer he had never thought of. He smiled.

"Is this psychosis, it's so interesting. Are you really mentally ill? Or is it ...... Are you lying to me? ”

The leader lifted an autistic girl from the crowd.

"Big brother is so boring, the highest toys have been picked up."

"I want to play with her too."

……

Leader: "Kill her and you'll live." ”

Ji Wuming smiled, this was the first time he had laughed when he was sent to a mental hospital.

"Kill her and I'll live? It's so funny. When will you decide if I can live? You can decide that it's just you, you can kill me, but you can't let me live. The only person who can decide to live is me! You should say, kill her, you and I won't kill you. Remember, you are only worthy of killing, not healing. This is important. ”

Leader: "Your mood swings show that you care about her." You're doing well and you're a toy I like. For you, I can change the game. ”

The leader took out a knife and said to Ji Wuming: "Cut off her eyes, I won't kill her, and let her out." Otherwise......"

Ji Wuming saw the gun and heard the sound of bullets. Then he took the leader's knife.

Little by little, the blade approached the little girl's eyes, and she didn't blink, numb as a piece of wood.

The atmosphere of the scene was almost solidifying, as if the knife had approached everyone's eyes.

As for why there are no people who "do things", they were swept to death by machine guns when Ji Wusheng was in a daze, and they are all mentally ill. The rest are quiet mentally ill and medical staff.

Ji Wuming could feel the killing intent not far away, as long as his knife left the little girl's eyes a little, she would be dead.

What Ji Wuming was thinking at the moment: At such a close distance, I don't want to be splashed with blood.

It's ridiculous, and it's an ordinary idea.

"Stop!"

It was Zhen Shuwen's voice, Ji Wuming remembered her voice, but he had never smelled her blood.

"Bang!"

Blood splashed on Ji Wuming's face, and Ji Wuming dipped a little and sent it to his mouth, "Your blood is as beautiful as your voice, goodbye, someone who is willing to listen to me." ”

Ji Wuming raised the knife.

"Bang!"

This time, blood splattered half of his face.

Ji Wuming leaned down and took out a pair of eyeballs from the little girl's corpse.

"Can we talk?"

Leader: "Absolutely, I like to talk to smart people. Especially a smart person like you, who is self-aware. ”

The leader beckoned, and his men brought a box of injections.

Leader: "This is called candy, and it will hurt when injected into the human body!" The rest of the people are not as lucky as the two of them. ”

Ji Wusheng: "It's okay, the people I deserve to save, I have already killed them indirectly." You can play the rest however you want. ”