When it comes to the existence of a person, it is actually a very strange thing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, most of a person's perception of himself comes from the objective world that does not belong to him.

Just as if you want to see your own appearance, you must have a mirror, and you will never know what you look like by yourself.

And then...... There are those who doubt what they see, hear, and smell...... Everything I perceived was a huge dream, a huge hallucination, the figure I saw in the mirror was not my own, my fingertips brushed my face, and the heat I felt was just a prank of some god.

As a result, even his own existence became unreal.

It is true that everything may be false, but my thinking is always true, so since there is my thinking, there must be my existence.

Through this logic, the ancients tried to prove their existence......

But the problem is that there must be me in my thinking, and this inference is itself based on a large number of objective facts, precisely because people have never seen an action that is detached from the subject, or in other words, the concept of action itself is the product of the phenomenon that people have stripped of their observations. Therefore, if the existence of objective things is denied, then this logical system will also collapse.

Even if there is my thinking, it may not be me.

It sounds ridiculous, but unfortunately, stripped of the objective world, all absurdity becomes possible.

In fact, human beings have no way to prove their existence rigorously, and what survives and builds a civilized world has never been the kind of philosophical theory that has reached the metaphysical point of seeking the root cause.

So, if I follow the theory of the home planet, I don't need to have any trouble at all now, at least I think that I am not wrong in the literal sense of this sentence, and I can think about it for so long, at least I am still alive.

But...... The last scene in my memory took place in the New Territories.

The objective world of the New Territories is very different from that of the home planet, and the logical system that dominates the world in the home planet is not without the possibility of collapse in the New Territories, so it ...... Maybe I'm dead now, completely non-existent, or ......

After all, the survivors who were bombarded by the Great Divine Technique of the God of Destruction with all their strength have not been found so far, and my current situation is probably unprecedented, and everything needs to be explored by myself.

All five senses are gone...... This is easy to understand, the body that supports the five senses has collapsed completely, naturally it can't be seen or touched, and the disappearance of the perceptual domain means that this time the injury is unprecedentedly heavy, at least I was stirred into a blood mist by the winged angel at the beginning, and it did not affect the existence of the perceptual domain.

Maybe it's really as Cybria said, the last great magic has hurt the root of my existence, and Cybria played the last hole card with the spirit of a suicide bomber, of course, it's not trivial, theoretically, I'm more likely to GG than to survive, and now I can still think freely, probably the result of the protagonist's aura being put around?

Why, then, did I not die, or rather, I didn't die thoroughly? And since I didn't die thoroughly, now ...... What's the situation?

It feels like a blue screen event before the finale animation after the final boss is overthrown, and it's really addictive...... Lettier said, if I can win this battle, I can know the truth of everything, and then, the truth of everything, is it a blue screen!?

Why are these two people willing to pay such a huge price and can't get along with me? After careful calculation for decades, the last hole card was still lost together, which shows that these two people have no certainty of winning this battle, and they can basically be regarded as coming to die.

I'd rather die without a place to be buried, and I'd rather have the eight islands of the floating island that I have been involved in falling into the endless green sea, and thousands of cultivators will be buried together, and I'd rather fight with the god of destruction, Tiapol, and the space collapses...... What are they trying to do?

What are the benefits, what are the benefits, what are the reasons to support them to act like revolutionaries and be resolute?

Such a question hovered in my consciousness all the time, and I could barely be distracted in the darkness of nothingness.

Why, why, why......

I don't know how many times I asked myself repeatedly, and I don't know how many hypotheses I put forward......

Because I colluded with the God of Destruction, once I became the number one in the world, I would involuntarily destroy the whole world? But my primary and secondary relationship with Tiapolo is completely clear, how could I be influenced by her to destroy this land that I still care so much about? If I wanted to destroy the world, I could have done it myself a long time ago.

Letir said that she and Hibria made a decision after the seal on the Supreme Island was lifted, so what is it on the Supreme Island that has such huge magical power?

Could it be that when I was impermanent, I once trained those two women with ghost animals, and sealed the **** and the videotape on Supreme Island? But lettile doesn't care, if Cybria mates with me, it can only be regarded as self-jerking, right?

I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out......

In the void, even time has lost its meaning, and I have always maintained my wakefulness, my thinking, and even the qualification to sleep has been deprived...... I don't know how long it took, but I only remember that the last time I counted the sheep, it seemed that the data overflowed, and before the sheep, the pigs, dogs, cows and chickens ...... I counted them all.

That confusion hovers like a ghost.

Why, why......

In a trance, there seemed to be pictures in my consciousness, and in the darkness, it was really exciting to have such a strange color, but it was terrifying to see those pictures clearly.

Those pictures are clearly my memories of the past, and they have been replayed bit by bit since I was born.

I'm just gone, and my memories flashed back one after another, isn't this the return of man's dying life? Could it be that I have spent too much time in this dark space, and the life span of my consciousness has come to an end?

The last time I faced a crisis, it was in Liaobei, in the jade dream, I used a YY online game to kill a small BOSS, what does that BOSS look like? I don't seem to remember anymore......

However, to be able to think so crankily, it is clear that my heart is still very young, and it should not be so easy to die.

Then, the scene in the picture began to attract my attention.

The earliest one was actually my birth, and from the perspective of a third party, in a snow-white ward, a nurse held a baby, smiling softly, and a haggard woman was lying on the hospital bed, with infinite relief in her half-open eyes...... Like the birth of countless other lives, there is a comfortable and peaceful atmosphere.

However, this was the first time I had met my biological mother...... I grew up in an orphanage for as long as I can remember, and I only know that my parents died before I can remember, and I didn't even leave any video materials, and my parents' memories are only blank.

Then, in the next picture, also from a third person's point of view, the mother sits side by side with another man on the plane, talking and laughing softly, and then the plane slams......

After that, it was exactly in line with my memory, after the loss of my loved ones, I was sent to an orphanage by the government, and I was given careful and comprehensive care, so that I was mentally sound and stable......

Well, this is too nonsense to say, life in the orphanage is not pleasant, the staff of the small local welfare organization is also difficult to have a commendable professionalism, and my kinship is extremely completely severed, that ordinary couple after the death of the innocent couple, even did not leave me a single thing, so in the orphanage I was a particularly miserable existence......

These images are of no particular value to me, and even if I knew who my real parents were, I was not in the mood to mourn anything, what really made me care was ......

Why does my memory appear from a third party's perspective?

When my parents died in a plane accident, I was clearly left in China by them, why did I see the picture of them before they died? Could it be that I have known psychic since I was a child?

This reason obviously doesn't make sense, because even now I don't understand it...... Moreover, is this sudden memory picture trying to tell me? What is this third-party perspective suggesting?

Then, the picture turned again: I left the orphanage and was about to enter a boarding middle school, and in the process of file transfer, I had always been regarded as an anonymous person, only a nickname and no big name, and I was named Zhang San, which was the last spoof of the orphanage on me?

But since people gave it, then I continued, after the ability to awaken, I had absolute control over my life, self-reliance without pretending to be a foreign thing, but only the name Zhang San was always retained, until I entered the university, I changed it to Li Si, and when I was about to graduate, I became Wang Wu on a whim......

Now that I think about it, this kind of name, which is indistinguishable from an anonymous name, is due to my unique aesthetic and ...... Can it also be said that in the dark, there is a providence?

Thinking back to the third-person perspective that kept appearing in the previous images, I suddenly realized.

What is Zhang San, what is Li Si, Wang Wu...... What is it? This kind of general name refers to anyone, in fact...... Everyone, right?

As the source of life, it is actually like the soil used by Nuwa to create people, and the so-called Wang Wu is just one of the forms.

Thinking of this, the picture in front of me quickly advanced, and one jaw-dropping scene after another appeared, and after that, all the images disappeared together, replaced by a sentence that seemed to be a golden light.

I am the world, and the world is me.

And then......

In the whole world, everyone is the fifth king.

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