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When it comes to human beliefs, it is natural to be gods, and when it comes to understanding 'gods, gods, ghosts, and ghosts', Zhang Muzi, who runs a palace temple at home, naturally thinks that everyone present is inferior to himself.

He was a bit nerd, and habitually sat down directly on the floor covered with 'tatami mats', and said casually: "The topic of 'Analogical Analysis of the Difference in Beliefs between Island Societies and Mainland Societies' is very interesting.

If I were to write it, I would directly use the more than 170 palaces and temples in Yuanbei City as a breakthrough for the 'point question'.

As we all know, in addition to the legendary Yin God who can give the 'Ming Card', the gods enshrined in these palaces and temples are Guan Gong and the Third Prince who can attract wealth and block evil, and the remaining half are sea gods such as Mazu...

In modern society, there are many fewer shipwrecks than in ancient times, but island societies still worship gods who can keep people safe at sea as the main object of worship, which can only be explained by geographical differences...

The types of gods and goddesses believed in continental societies are much more complex, and the Sila civilization, which was dominant in the West BC, believed in the gods of Mount Olympus, which means that they were a 'polytheistic' religious system, but then 'monotheistic' Christianity suddenly rose...

As for the Chinese civilization created by our Chinese people in the East, it has always been the dominant culture in Asia, and there are too many gods and goddesses to worship...", he talked endlessly for a while, and gradually found that the students around him were all absent-minded, so he slowly stopped his voice.

Seeing that Zhang Muzi was shut up, Chen Yuxi, who was the leader of the 'group', obviously commented a little perfunctorily: "Muzi, classmate didn't expect that you have quite a lot of research on the issue of 'religious belief'.

Well, the presentation was wonderful, but the focus of the paper we completed is different from what you think, and it is a study of the 'existence and difference' of the 'fantasy species' in island societies and mainland societies. ”

Zhang Muzi couldn't understand these words at all, and his face unconsciously showed a puzzled expression, "Classmate Chen, may I ask what is the 'fantasy species'?"

"The fantasy species is the name given to the gods by some high-level civilization planets of the Western Galactic Alliance," Chen Yuxi explained with a smile: "This is extracurricular knowledge, and I read it in the city library from a book called "A Brief History of the Belief in the Star Civilization".

Interpreting the essay from this perspective is the magic weapon for our group to get a high score, I will pass the draft of the paper to you, you can read it for yourself first. As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone and swiped it a few times, then turned her head to Liu Minhao and asked, "Minhao, I asked you to check the population information of Yuantai Island in the middle of the last century, how did you check it?"

"I found some numbers in several reprinted historical materials in the Yuanbei Municipal Library that did not have electronic editions, which is very interesting," Liu Minhao, who was still angry, looked at Li Pengju provocatively, raised his eyebrows, and said at length, "According to the Yuantai County Chronicles of the 25th year of the Republic of China..."

Zhang Muzi felt very dazed by the discussion of other students, so he had to hold his mobile phone and look down at the text sent by Chen Yuxi, and found that according to the description of this draft paper, in the eyes of some advanced civilizations of the Galactic Federation, the brainwaves of intelligent beings have a certain magical effect, and they can give some energy that technology may never be able to explain to any 'matter' by virtue of faith.

That is to say, even if there is an ordinary stubborn stone on the side of the road, as long as there are human beings who sincerely believe that it has magical powers, then there will naturally be energy that will gradually attach and precipitate on this stone.

Of course, the initial accumulation of energy is very 'shallow' and does not have the slightest effect on the real world, and even a very short interruption of trust may lead to the complete dissipation of energy.

However, if human beings believe that this stubborn stone has magical powers, the time can be extended without interruption;

If the number of people reaches a certain threshold, then gradually 'quantitative change accumulates into qualitative change', and one day the stone will really have the divine power that the people who trust it believe in and can influence the real world, and then it will also metamorphose into a 'fantasy seed', that is, the so-called 'gods'.

By extension, the gods of any civilization are born from this, and of course this process of 'sanctifying the mortal' is very long and the conditions are extremely harsh.

After collecting and analytically analyzing the numbers of more than 1,000 planets and tens of thousands of mythical characters, it is theoretically possible for at least more than 5 million people to truly believe that it does exist, or ten times as many as the number of people who are skeptical, and that the duration of this trust must last for at least 500 years, and the depth and breadth cannot offset the conversion.

In other words, even if a stone is genuinely believed to be a god by 5 billion people, the process of 'turning everything into sanctification' cannot be shortened to half a year, and on the contrary, even if 500,000 believers worship the stubborn stone for 5,000 years, it is impossible to worship a real 'fantasy seed'.

Of course, some of the 'worshiped objects' below the 'fantasy species' that have not completed the final transformation also have magical powers, but the intensity is much weaker, and the first half of the theoretical elaboration of the paper is completed here.

Then, he began to speculate on the invisible influence of human civilization on the invisible influence of these "fantasy species", which originated from the imagination of human beings and miraculously reached a milestone position in the history of the philosophical development of civilization on each planet.

Among them, the most talked about is the authenticity of almost everyone on 'Yuantai Island' who is keen on supporting luan, raising a puppet, divining fate, and driving away evil spirits.

I was fascinated to read the last paragraph of the article, "One of the highest-level planets of the Western Galactic Alliance, the religious, biological, and sociologist of 'Silver Algae', Tren Mosa, in his book "A Brief History of the Belief in the Star Civilization", Chapter 7, 'Fantasy and Reality', once put forward an astonishing argument.

The 'fantasy species' can be controlled by natural people, and in this way, they can obtain powerful and changeable powers beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and those great figures in human history who have influenced a certain planet, galaxy or even the entire interstellar world, including those who stand at the pinnacle of the 'taxonomic level' above nine stars in modern times, claim to rely on biochemical technology to modulate evolution;

Or after natural evolution, he has undergone arduous systematic training, or after the mutation of the lucky calamity, he has obtained the 'national idol' who can fight against the starship with his body and ability, and there is more or less the shadow of the 'fantasy species' behind it..."Zhang Muzi couldn't help but think of his 'summoning gods' thaumaturgy, and an astonishing hypothesis arose in his heart.

Just as he was thinking about it, a loud call suddenly sounded in his ears, "Muzi-san, have you finished reading the paper?"

"Oh, I'm done. Zhang Muzi came back to his senses, raised his head in the direction where the voice came, took a deep breath, cleared his mind, looked at Chen Yuxi and asked tentatively: "Student Chen, this paper is simply a university level, I haven't even heard the arguments in it, where did you find it, is it real?"

"Is it real!" Hearing this, before Chen Yuxi could speak, Li Pengju on the side had already said with a wide eyebrow: "Hmph, the content of the paper was written by several of us who went all over the 'Yuanbei' municipal, provincial, and national libraries during the holidays to repeatedly find materials, and each point of view is based on regularly published academic works.

I didn't do anything, and I was embarrassed to ask that, which is really cheeky. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a dressed-up girl who was also sitting on the ground opposite him suddenly said: "Li Pengju, classmate Mu Zi was also afraid of making mistakes in the paper, so he asked such a sentence, everyone is in the same group, why do you have to talk so impulsively."

People have to leave their homework because they are sick and hospitalized, and they don't mean to be lazy, so you are so rude that you are cheeky. ”

In the interstellar era, most of the young people in the impetuous society have long lost the cultivation of courtesy to women, Li Pengju is an example, after being blamed, he pursed his lips disdainfully, and said to the makeup girl: "Li Xiangjun, don't 'make a fuss' when you see a good-looking boy, it's so annoying, be careful that sooner or later you will become an 'old virgin' that no one wants." ”

"If I become an 'old virgin', I won't pay attention to a scumbag like you who robs people's girlfriends and picks up people's 'second-hand goods'. Hearing this, Li Xiangjun glared at Li Pengju angrily, and said without giving in, the two quarreled like this, and they were stopped by Chen Yuxi before they each stopped.

In less than half an hour, there were two disputes, although the three parties no longer quarreled, but still looked at each other angrily from time to time, which made the atmosphere on the third floor of the 'Chaotian' extremely dull, and the people who 'grinded' unconsciously lost the mood to discuss the papers.

As the organizer, Chen Yuxi reluctantly dragged the time to more than three o'clock, seeing that the atmosphere was still not good, it took more than an hour to revise the first paragraph of the paper, and finally deflated, and after making another appointment with everyone depressedly, he said goodbye to Zhang Muzi and said: "Classmate Muzi, the atmosphere is like this today, I see that everyone is not in the mood to go to dinner, it just so happens that you have just been discharged from the hospital and need to rest more, so we will leave first." ”

"Well, then I'll ask for it again when I revise the paper next time," Zhang Muzi stood up from the 'tatami mat' and nodded, "When the time comes, everyone will be satisfied." With a smiling face, he sent the guests out of the door.

Standing in front of the door and waving his hand to watch everyone walk away, he hurriedly changed his shoes and ran towards the garage, only to take a few steps, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of two familiar cars, one behind the other, speeding from the corner of the street.

Guessing that it was because he was discharged from the hospital and all his parents finished their work early and went home, Zhang Muzi sighed in frustration, gave up the plan to rush to the fishing market wharf to understand the situation in person, and strolled back home.

As soon as I went upstairs, I heard a sound of the iron door, and my mother's crying voice sounded, "Muzi, where are you, mother is back, where are you, mother has something important to tell you." ”