"What do you mean?" Lu Lie was a little confused.

"The imagination is so rich, why don't you write a novel?" Li Yuan picked a relatively clean place and sat down, without hurry, and repeated, "I think you are very suitable to write a novel—just imagine, a comatose person, who has been dreaming for seven years, in which he adventures, fights, and witnesses all kinds of incredible things in another world. When he wakes up, he discovers that everything he had done before was a dream. In reality, he is just a most ordinary rural child. But if the story ends here, it won't be a good ending. After living in the waking world for a while, he was surprised to find that this world was also a dream.

"It's a good subject, someone will watch it. ”

Looking at Li Yuan's unhurried and indifferent appearance, Lu Lie completely lost the last trace of patience. He stood up, grabbed Li Yuan by the collar, lifted him up, and looked at him with angry eyes: "Listen, I don't have any patience to play word games with you, and I don't want to discuss with you the philosophical question of whether you are a fictional person in my dreams. I just want to know, what do you know? If you say you don't know anything, I don't mind killing you first, to see how the punishment mechanism for death is in this 'world'. ”

He looked at Li Yuan's pupils up close. He had never noticed it before, Li Yuan's pupils were dark red. It's like a star burning out 30 billion light-years away, magnificent and magnificent. When Lu Lie looked directly at him, he felt as if he was looking at the whole universe, and that feeling was chilling. Gradually, Lu Lie's wrist lost strength, and he had an urge to retreat.

Li Yuan patted his wrist and motioned for him to let go of himself.

After Lu Lie really let go of his hand, Li Yuan twisted his neck and straightened his collar. His voice was still calm, and there was no trace of anger or excitement to be heard:

"What do you want to know. ”

Lu Lie looked at him coldly: "I want to know the truth." ”

Li Yuan's cosmic dark red pupils also looked at Lu Lie, and after a long time, he suddenly laughed out loud: "The truth? What you see, feel, and come into contact with is all the truth." What do you have to be dissatisfied with? The truth has long been placed before you, but you are blind and deaf, you cannot see or hear, but you seek the truth from me. How am I going to tell you the 'truth'?"

He patted Lu Lie on the shoulder: "Or, let me ask you in other words, what do you want me to say?"

Lu Lie suddenly felt that he was a fool, a complete fool. He was crazy to try to seek the answer to all this from Li Yuan. If all this is a dream, then there is no doubt that Li Yuan is also a part of the dream. What he has to do now is to force Li Yuan, a dream person, to admit that this world is a dream.

This is tantamount to letting Li Yuan himself deny his existence.

This is tantamount to making Li Yuan commit suicide.

Lu Lie completely lost interest in him. He walked directly past Li Yuan and strode out of the cowshed. Trapped in a cowshed, you will never get the answer to your question. Lu Lie decided that he was going to move, he was going out. Go and find for yourself, the truth and origin of this world.

At the moment before Lu Lie was about to leave the cowshed, Li Yuan whispered behind him, "I've already said it...... The truth has always been in front of you, but you can't see it. ”

Lu Lie stopped.

The truth?

The space-time machine has fulfilled its wish, and it is the truth? If it sees an existence that it should not see, it is the truth? If it kills someone who it doesn't even remember killing, it is the truth? And the person who should have died a long time ago has been resurrected and appeared in front of him, is the truth?

If so, where is the line between truth and illusion?

Li Yuan walked up to Lu Lie, looked at him, and said softly: "Then tell me again, what is an illusion, and what is the truth you are pursuing?"

It is to return to the real world, not to this false, self-constructed, unconscious world. Lu Lie said coldly, "I don't have time to waste time with you, a dream person. There is no obligation for you to realize your own existence. ”

"What is the real world?" Li Yuan clapped his palms and continued to ask, he was like a strange golem, "If, if I say, the world you are in now is false. So how can you be sure that the world of the seven-year dream is real?

"In order that your poor, foolish little brain may understand, let me ask you in a simpler way...... How do you know that the real world ever existed? You think I'm just a dreamer projected into your dreams, and what evidence do you have to prove that I'm a real, self-aware person, and not a dreamer in other people's dreams?"

"Idiot. Lu Lie scolded.

"Correct. Li Yuan replied.

He ignored Lu Lie's eyes, which were already tired of being about to kill, and continued: "Let me put it another more simply, if you can't even understand this, then I may really have no choice......

"From birth, you see the world with your eyes, listen to the world with your ears, touch the world with your limbs and skin, and receive information from all aspects of the world with your five senses and your brain. But have you ever wondered how you can believe that what your eyes, your ears, and your nose feed back to you is the real and original way of the world?

"It may be that the sky in the real world is green, but in your eyes it is blue; it may be that the real world is absolutely silent and barren, but your ears are constantly creating all kinds of sounds and noises in your mind, making you think that this world is coming from this world; it may be that the stones in the real world are liquids and the sea is gas, but your sense of touch and vision combine to deceive you; it may even be that someone you know best does not exist at all, but as long as you can see it, hear it, and touch it." It', everyone around you thinks that 'it' exists, and you think that this person who doesn't exist exists.

"Your ears, your eyes, your nose, what you feel is the world they want you to feel......

"We are all prisoners, prisoners born trapped in our skulls by our senses.

"Even, this world never existed. You're just a brain without any body, soaked in a liquid in a corner of space, constantly stimulated, thinking you're living in the 'real world'......"

"This world doesn't even exist. Space doesn't exist, time doesn't exist, the universe doesn't exist, and you don't exist...... All of them, including yourself, are your wishful thinking. ”