The interior of the flying vehicle is decorated like a café, and the atmosphere is particularly harmonious with four people and one dog sitting around the table.

Jack took a sip of honey water and shouted in dissatisfaction,

"Why am I playing the patient?"

He craned his neck, looked around, and saw that none of the people present could afford to offend themselves, and retracted his neck in a huff, drinking his honey water.

Jack comforted himself in his heart, it's good to be a patient, the patient eats and drinks, and he doesn't have to be responsible if he is crazy, there are many celebrities in history who are crazy or crazy...

Once he accepts the status quo, he can convince himself by finding 800 advantages of being a madman.

Even the dog didn't even look at Jack.

The rest of the people's attention was on Arthur.

They clearly didn't come to treat Arthur.

There are only two choices in front of everyone, ask Arthur some questions, or kill him.

The magician opened his mouth and asked,

"Are you Luden?"

In a nutshell, the question is – who are you?

Arthur replied earnestly,

"I think I am."

Jack rolled his eyes, yes, it's the same as not saying it.

Sabbath Road,

"Who am I?"

This question does not need to be summarized, it is condensed to the extreme.

Arthur pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly,

"First of all, you, neither of you are Lutden, because I am Lutden.

I can't clone it, if it weren't for my active cooperation, I wouldn't even be able to modify my memory, my brain is like a shield, and Qiyun's technology has proven this back then. This era has not exceeded the speed of light, and even if their technology is ahead of Qiyun, there is no major breakthrough in theory. Therefore, Ludon has and only one.

Secondly, there are many possibilities for your existence, and I personally prefer that you are an AI-generated intelligent creature that has entered my memories from the past few times.

It's easy to fake a DNA test, it's easy to want an exact face, but it's the soul that matters, forgive me for using that word, even though I'm an atheist, I still have to say this, our souls are fundamentally different,"

There was no reaction on the Sabbath, just sitting there quietly.

His face is like a poker all year round, and he can't get any useful information from his expressions.

Both have asked questions.

Jack felt that it was his turn.

Before he could speak, the dog next to him spoke.

"Dog or cat, who do you prefer?"

Arthur thought for a moment and replied seriously,

"I don't like it, I'm filial asthma, allergies."

The Grim Reaper nodded, muttering to himself, "Just hate cats." ”

Jack:......

Please, he also said he hates dogs, okay!

Jack cleared his throat and asked,

"Am I handsome?"

Arthur:......

Obviously, among the questions of three people and one dog, Jack is the most difficult to answer.

Arthur chose to skip.

He looked at the magician, waiting for him to continue asking.

The magician took out the question that he had prepared for a long time, "How did you come to this world?" ”

Arthur groaned,

"I can't explain the exact way to you, it's not that there are limitations, it's that I don't know. There is indeed something called a simulator that cannot be explained with any theory ..."...

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At this, Arthur laughed, and the magician laughed too.

There was an eerie smile on everyone's faces, as if mocking the statement.

Oh, another thing that can't be explained theoretically?

Jack didn't laugh, but when everyone started laughing, he immediately started laughing, and when everyone stopped, he immediately stopped.

Sabbath Road,

"Where do I go?"

The question of the magician and the Sabbath is actually very simple.

Who you are and where you come from.

Who I am and where am I going.

Arthur answered this question very crisply,

"You know all of Plato's cave fables, right?"

Everyone nodded.

When it comes to Plato, many people's first reaction is platonic love, in fact, this kind of love has nothing to do with Plato.

But the cave fable, however, is related to him.

The cave fable says something very simple:

The prisoners were trapped in the cave, their limbs bound and their backs to the mouth of the cave.

There was a wall in front of the prisoner, and behind him there was a fire, and in front of the fire were various objects that cast shadows on the wall.

In the life of a prisoner, he can only see himself and the shadow on the wall.

Later, maybe one day, someone will climb out of the cave and see the real world....

The Allegory of the Cave is roughly such a simple story.

Arthur mentioned it at this moment, apparently not to discuss philosophical issues with everyone.

Each of them, even the dog, could be a philosopher if needed.

Except for Jack.

There is no need to waste saliva in the depths of philosophy, debate is not the subject of today.

What Arthur wanted to say was also very simple.

"In the cave fable, what you see in the cave is the world, and the world you see when you walk out of the cave is also the world, the real world, the truth is just a fixed word, the standard of truth is judged by who is the key, and the personal will cannot be imposed on others."

Arthur said seriously,

"Where you are, what you see, who you love, what you do... These are the answers to where you should go. ”

Go to the places you want to go, see the things you want to see, love the people you want to love, do the things you want to do...

Once again, the crowd fell silent.

This answer is not surprising, there is no sense of shock of flat ground thunder, and even a little mediocre.

But the popular truth is generally dressed in the disguise of mediocrity.

The magician nodded,

"It's time to get an appraisal report."

The Sabbath echoed,

"Yes."

"He's really crazy, and he's crazy."

"He was so entangled in his own story that he refused to come out, and he also set up a special role for everyone so that the whole world could justify itself."

"Neuropathy is not the same as psychosis, he's just crazy, not stupid."

"Makes sense."

"Treatment recommendations?"

"Let's get hospitalized first."

“.......”

The two asked and answered, and Arthur was clearly arranged.

Jack:???

Aren't we talking about the truth of the world, why are we talking about madmen again?

The two of them talked, like real doctors, trying to arrest Arthur in an insane asylum.

Jack couldn't sit idly by.

Something had to be done!

Even if you don't save Arthur, you have to save yourself!

Jack hurriedly stood up and blocked,

"Wait! Is there something wrong? ”

The magician and Sabbath looked at each other, and even the dog next to him smiled.

Only this time, Jack didn't laugh.

Not only did he not laugh, but he even felt a chill crawling on his body.

"Something did go wrong."

The magician nodded, looked at Jack, and said calmly and elegantly,

"You're crazy too, you believe the madness of a madman."

The Sabbath echoed,

"Indeed, since he is also insane, he should be locked up with a madman."

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