Section 299: Enter
Matter determines consciousness, this is only a part of Lancelot's idea, the complete part is "matter determines consciousness, consciousness reflects matter, and reacts on matter", and the agency of both cannot be ignored.
And the death represented by the "self-judgment" mentioned in Shanny's words just now made Norman think about this.
Memory exists objectively, self-consciousness is influenced by memory, and the two together constitute the character attribute of "Rejana", if he wants to erase the memory, can he start with the complete character attribute of "Rejana" itself?
If the overall attribute of "Regina" dies, will her memories also die?
Judging by Lancelot's materialist theory, it is possible.
In fact, in addition to Lancelot's theories, the Knights Templar were also full of many different voices, and Lancelot never prevented those voices from speaking to Norman, among those voices, there were idealists who believed that "consciousness determines matter", and Norman also understood the cognition of this school.
From an idealist point of view, Norman's speculation is more likely to come true.
Of course, this possibility was only Norman's conjecture, but he didn't have time to think about it anymore: the merger of his consciousness with Regina's consciousness intensified, and most of his subjective consciousness had been dyed with the color of the cyan light band into a non-white and non-cyan color.
He could also feel that his subjective consciousness had become more and more difficult to distinguish whether he was Norman or Rejana.
Can't put it off any longer!
Norman took action on the spot, using the method of "self-determination" that Shanny just mentioned - didn't he always run into Regina's memories, and when that happened, kill himself!
This remnant of the hiding Qingming gave this order to the subjective consciousness, but to Norman's mistake, after this order was given, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no response at all.
After being stunned for a while, Norman gradually guessed what might have happened: yes, his current subjective consciousness is intertwined with Rejana's consciousness, and often jumps to Regina's consciousness, but at that time, he is no longer him, but "Rejana", Regina naturally will not accept a stranger's instruction to her to commit suicide, which is also the fundamental reason why his current subjective consciousness is confused.
That's the only reason Norman can think of.
But in this way, the problem is very bad: he can't instruct "Regina" to commit suicide now, and if he wants him to kill him, his consciousness world is different from Regina's consciousness world, and he can't touch it at all. If you have to kill him, then merge the two worlds, but in that case, the two consciousnesses will probably be completely fused, and then it will kill a fart! If you kill him at that time, you may kill him himself!
In that case, the best outcome is that the subjective consciousness is completely dead. In that case, it's a big deal that the strong man breaks his wrist, these spiritual powers are gone, and retraining, that is the best result, and the worst result is that his entire consciousness dies completely, which is a result that he can't accept.
So what to do now?
After thinking for a while, Norman felt that the battle situation in the subjective consciousness was becoming more and more anxious, and finally gritted his teeth and decided to fight.
He threw the last bit of clarity that remained in his subjective consciousness directly into the scorching battle situation!
In the main consciousness, he can no longer count on it, and now he can only hope that his last remaining bit of clarity can keep the last bit of clarity immortal, and fight a bloody way in this vast world of memories!
If this doesn't work, then the strong man can only break his wrist, and then even if he is lucky, he will be crippled if he does not die.
Hopefully succeed and don't go that far.
Thinking like this, Norman resolutely rushed into the chaotic spiritual world of the subjective consciousness......
Regina strolled through the garden, her mind uncertain, her eyes filled with fragrant flowers, but her mind was something else.
It was the image of a man.
When would he wake up? How could he be so badly wounded? Was it not appropriate to take him back at his own discretion? How would he explain to Defoe when he came back in a few days?......
Just when Regina was thinking heavily, there was the sound of a servant's hurried footsteps, which slowed down when she got closer, and finally came to stand a few steps behind Regina, and said with a little gasp: "Madam, he, he's awake!"
Click.
Regina was shocked, and she didn't pay attention to her hand, but she broke the flower branch that she was pinching and admiring in her hand.
He woke up?......
Regina withdrew her hand, quickly turned around, and let the branch she had broken fall from mid-air, and fell to the ground with an inaudible thud.
"I see. β
Regina managed to compose, but her voice trembled slightly involuntarily.
She was about to take a step, but her toes stopped as soon as she left the ground, and there were many thoughts in her mind, all kinds of things, but the inexplicable concern in her heart made her finally take this step, and then she took a few big strides, walking faster and faster, and after a while she came to the vicinity of the man's room.
At this point, Regina's pace slowed down unconsciously.
She moved almost snail-like to the door of the room, and then moved in at snail-like speed, and as soon as she entered the room, her gaze automatically and habitually fell on the person on the bed.
He woke up, lying on the bed now, his eyes meeting her.
That's great!
Regina's heart was full of joy, as if it was about to rush out of her chest, but when it came to her lips, it turned into a few simple words.
"You're awake?......"
As if her feet were not her own, she had already stepped up to the bedside.
His eyes were so beautiful, they were a rare purple, deep like an endless abyss.
Regina sank deeper and deeper into this abyss......
The next few days were the happiest years of her life for Regina. She felt that she had lived in vain for the first half of her life, and now she had finally found the meaning of her lifeβto be able to see Mr. Cleveland every day was the meaning of her life.
Even if she didn't do anything, she felt extremely comfortable just sitting next to Cleveland, and when Cleveland said something to her or did something, it made her even more excited, as for the two of them who accidentally touched each other's fingers two days ago......
As soon as she thought of that, Regina couldn't help but bend her eyebrows and laugh, but immediately bit her lower lip again, as if she wanted to stop her smile, but the corners of her mouth couldn't be pulled off, and her eyes were full of tenderness.
Just as she was full of joy, a servant came into the room.
"Ma'am, Mr. Cleveland wants something. β
Just by listening to the voice, she knew that it was the servant she had arranged to serve with her in Cleveland.
"Didn't I say that if he wants something, try to satisfy him. β
The servant said, "Yes, ma'am, we did the same, but the price of what Mr. Cleveland asked for this time is too high, and we dare not decide on our own, Mr. Butler asked me to ask you first." β
Regina's youngest daughter was upset when her feelings were interrupted, but the involvement of Cleveland made her stand up and prepare to see what was making the servants uncertain.
She didn't pay attention to her feet, and her wrist brushed over the table, knocking down the bronze mirror on the table with a dull sound.
This sound seemed to knock on Regina's heart, and her whole body was stunned.
She seemed to suddenly remember something for a moment, but she couldn't remember anything when she tried to think about it now.
What is it?......
Regina thought for a long time, but she couldn't remember, and the servant's voice came again.
"Ma'am?"
Forget it, don't want to.
Regina shook her head, and after holding the bronze mirror in place, she turned and walked towards the servant.
"What is it?"
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