Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Serious Blow

The robot spat out a photo, handed it to Fang Xiaoling, and asked, "Who is the person in the photo?" ”

Fang Xiaoling took the photo, not knowing what the robot meant, "This is obviously me." ”

"And who are you?" The robot asked again.

"I ...... Is it Fang Xiaoling? ”

"You and the person in the photo are Fang Xiaoling, if the person in the photo has a mind now and lives in the world in the photo, can you still say that she is you at this time?"

"That's not, she's just me in the picture." Speaking of this, Fang Xiaoling somewhat understood, "In other words, the starlight realm is similar to the world of photos?" ”

"That's right, if photography is the world created by the camera, then the astral world is the world created by the human mind." Seeing Fang Xiaoling nodding thoughtfully, the robot turned around and returned to its place with satisfaction as if it had completed its task.

"Oh my God......" Fang Xiaoling pondered for a moment's time, "I thought this was a place similar to the underworld, but you're not souls, right?" It's just created by humans with memory and thoughts? Just as in the white space I was in before, my thoughts will turn into entities, and human thoughts will also turn into entities, but these entities do not appear in the real world, but in this astral realm?? But I ...... I'm really a soul...... How did I get to this place......"

"Maybe it's just your wishful thinking, a fact that many people can't accept at first." Gandalf's scepter turned into a thick magic book, "I used to think I was an omniscient magician who knew everything in the world, but then I realized that I didn't know myself at all. I am sure that all of you here have experienced this kind of mental journey when you first came here, and you are overconfident in your memories and firmly believe that you are some great soul. ”

Speaking of this, Gandalf's lips hidden in his white beard raised a mocking angle, "Hehe, but actually? At best, we can only be called spirits, and spirits without souls are simply meaningless beings! Those souls are not here, they will be reincarnated and continue to experience their own lives. It's just us! Trapped in this cold world forever! ”

Before he could finish speaking, a unicorn flew over the group's heads with huge wings, and the flames shook violently.

"I don't agree with you, I believe this girl is a soul." The man sitting next to Fang Xiaoling on the left side didn't speak from beginning to end, and now he finally spoke, "We may not be illusory existences; The astral realm is not necessarily an illusory world. These conclusions are only determined by the collective consciousness of the world, and they do not represent the truth. Did anyone say that souls can't come here? ”

He said as he packed his bags, as if he was about to leave here, "I have studied the subconscious all my life, and even if I admit that I am not a soul that can be reincarnated, I don't think that I am an illusion that does not exist at this moment. Gandalf, although you are only a fictional character in the real world, your existence is not meaningless, and you have made magic in the hearts of those who remember you. ”

Gandalf's beard moved around the bridge of his nose, and he nodded slightly, not speaking again, sitting back in his place with the heavy magic book in his hand, and looking through it carefully.

"Mr. Jung, you're right." The bearded bald old man spoke for the second time, "It probably doesn't matter if we appear out of thin air or evolve. Now that you're here, instead of worrying about where you're coming from, think about where you're going next. ”

"Yes, Mr. Darwin, I beg your pardon, I don't mean to deny your greatness in the real world, but merely to remind this girl." Darwin put his bags on his back and looked at Fang Xiaoling on the side, "Don't you want to get out of here?" ”

Fang Xiaoling was stunned for a moment, she saw that Jung's eyes seemed to be confiding in her something that was inconvenient to say at the moment.

Jung saluted in a friendly manner, "Goodbye guys, I think I'll be the first person in this group to be forgotten by the real world, but I hope that the astral world will always remember me." ”

Fang Xiaoling planned to follow Jung, and also follow his appearance to salute everyone, before leaving, she shouted to Xiang Yu, "People remember Yu Ji, go find her, she must also be in the Starlight Realm!" ”

The two of them walked in the desert for a long time, during which Fang Xiaoling asked Jung several times if there was a way to go back, but Jung never said a word.

It wasn't until the two of them came to an area that was relatively empty around him that Jung spoke, "You just said that you have been to a world where everything can be done, right?" ”

"Yes, I was a god-like being there."

Jung stood still and threw the package on the ground, "It's a deflated bottle, you're in a deflated bottle!" My research in the astral realm is not meaningless, just as I can discover the collective subconscious in the real world, I have long thought that there is a conscious world like the astral realm outside the real world. I have long said that those who look outward are asleep, and those who look inward are awake......"

Without waiting for Fang Xiaoling to ask, he took out a pen and paper from the package and began to draw, muttering madly in his mouth, "Zero-dimensional is a point, after superimposing is a one-dimensional line, after the line is superimposed, it is a two-dimensional plane, and after the plane is superimposed, it is a three-dimensional space, and after the space is superimposed, it becomes a four-dimensional ...... It's over! “

He suddenly began to shout, "It's over! More than ...... Not four-dimensional! There is no superposition of space, even if you enter the deflated bottle from three dimensions, the deflated bottle is not four-dimensional! ”

Fang Xiaoling looked left and right, the groups that gathered were far away from her, she wanted to leave Jung and go to other groups, but she was a little jealous in her heart, she always felt that as long as she ran, Jung would catch up with her like crazy, and then bite her to death.

Although, she doesn't know if she can still die now.

"Did you really go to the deflated bottle?" Jung suddenly turned his head and glared at her, his eyes were bloodshot, like a beast that had been hungry for a few days, seeing that Fang Xiaoling didn't answer, he repeated in a louder voice, "Did you really go to the deflated bottle?!" ”

Fang Xiaoling's shoulders were so frightened that she asked tremblingly while thinking about which direction to run away, "What is a deflated bottle?" ”

"It's the omnipotent world you are talking about, this is just a metaphor, the world is compared to a bottle, consciousness is compared to the air in a bottle, a bottle that is not filled with air is a deflated bottle, once there is air, the air will be sucked in instantly, when you are in the three-dimensional world, do you use consciousness to approach it?"

Although Fang Xiaoling didn't understand, she felt that what he said seemed to be very reasonable, she temporarily dispelled the idea of running away, and explained, "There is a point of light...... But what are you talking about three-dimensional and four-dimensional, I don't understand......"

"You don't understand such a basic thing?" Jung looked at her as if he were a rare species, "Since you are a person of the future compared to me, you should always understand that face, right?" ”

Fang Xiaoling tilted her head, "Miso ramen?" ”

Jung stopped talking, he seemed to have been hit by something very bad, and he didn't recover for half a day.