This is a study.

It looks similar to an ordinary study in someone else's house, with a large table in the middle, and a large sand table on it, on which are some models of strange creatures.

At the other end of the room is the desk.

An old man was reading at his desk, his face could not be seen clearly, and his long white beard could be seen from under the book.

Yuan Chenfei stood in the study in a daze, looking at the white-bearded old man.

The old man buried himself in his book: "So, are you the young man sent by Ikrel? ”

He didn't even look up at Yuan Chenfei.

After thinking about it, Yuan Chenfei replied: "You mean to say, can I go?"

The old man finally lifted his head.

It was the face of an ordinary old man, full of red light, and even a pair of glasses on his face.

He gently tugged at his glasses and said, "You don't want to stay here?"

"I just don't know how I'm going to please you. ”

"Please, why do you have to please? I'm just a lonely old man, looking for someone to talk to. ”

Yuan Chenfei wondered: "But I'm from the circus, and my job is to please the gods." And...... Why are you lonely? You are God. ”

"The god of loneliness. The old man replied, "My name is Mariel, and I don't like to chat." So from the circus's point of view, to talk to me is to please me, and from that point of view, it's not wrong. But all I needed was to chat, not laugh. ”

"Uh......"

Yuan Chenfei was a little speechless.

He's not used to chatting like this.

Still, he said, "I thought we'd be chatting right now." ”

"Of course not. The old man shook his head: "We're not chatting. ”

"What are you doing here?" Yuan Chenfei was completely confused.

"I'm talking to myself. The old man replied.

He walked over and sat down in front of the sand table.

He looked at Yuan Chenfei: "How old are you?" I mean, to explain it with your human cognition. ”

"26 years old...... Not yet one year old, strictly speaking, 25 years old. ”

"What do you think chat is?"

Yuan Chenfei thought about this question seriously for a while and replied, "Communicate." Exchanging information through verbal communication, or gaining ideological empathy. ”

"So do you think there is an exchange of information between you and me?"

Yuan Chenfei shook his head.

"Is there a thought resonance?"

Yuan Chenfei shook his head.

The old man said, "So, we're not talking, you're just listening to me." ”

But if it's talking to yourself, you shouldn't have to ask and answer. ”

"You're still thinking the way you think about things. Do you know what the difference between God and man is?" asked the old man.

"Thoughts. ”

"That's right. ”

The old man finally confessed, and then did not speak again.

He sat there in a slow daze.

Yuan Chenfei gradually understood.

He said, "So, only at the level of thought and touch is it a real chat?"

The old man said slowly: "You don't understand the thoughts, even the gods themselves don't understand. ”

"Can you tell me?"

The old man shook his head: "That's not something that can be expressed in words, if I can tell you in words to think about it, then you and I are talking." But thinking is thinking, and chatting is chatting. Now you're nothing, and I'm just talking to myself to a pet. ”

"It's like a man speaking to a chicken. Yuan Chenfei muttered.

He is now beginning to understand the so-called gap between God and man.

That's not just the power level, but also the thinking level.

For the lonely god, they were not talking, but the old man was talking to himself.

Realizing this, Yuan Chenfei began to invoke the power of his thoughts.

He tried to release that feeling as much as he could, to perceive everything around him.

Then he was shocked to find that the space around him suddenly changed dramatically.

It was as if he was in an infinitely large space, and an ancient being with infinite power was right next to him.

It was a completely different world, a completely different feeling.

Yuan Chenfei was shocked, but he didn't retract his thoughts, but continued to perceive.

As his perception continued to expand, countless information poured into his mind, most of which he could not understand, or even remember, only occasionally some information that could make him feel a little, but it was so distant, strange, and elusive.

And then there's the endless, deep loneliness.

The presence of this seemingly eternal darkness and endless coercion made him feel extreme pain and discomfort, and the wild flow of information seemed to burst him.

He gritted his teeth and persisted, his body and mind were in a blur, his spirit gradually blurred, his consciousness began to be blurred, and his whole person gradually lost consciousness.

Until the thought touch can no longer bear it, boom, everything disappears.

Yuan Chenfei found that he was back in the study, and the lonely old man who was talking to himself was still sitting next to him.

"You, understood?"

Yuan Chenfei covered his head and took a step back.

He let out a long sigh: "A lot, a lot...... Indescribable, indescribable...... It turns out that we're really not chatting right now...... But just now. ”

"That's right, just a second, you were talking to me. The old man said.

A second?

Just for a second?

I feel as if a century has passed.

It was in that second that Yuan Chenfei felt that his head was stuffed with enough knowledge to allow humans to get out of the solar system.

Of course, most of them he didn't remember.

Can't remember!

"Oh my God!" Yuan Chenfei muttered, "It turns out that this is a chat between gods. ”

Just a second of chat can make him, a person who has embarked on the road to godhood, want to die.

"Well, thank you very much for chatting with me, you have given me rare and precious memories. The old man replied.

"It's just a second. ”

The old man shook his head lightly: "In the endless river of loneliness, one second is sometimes enough. Well, now you can go back. Go and tell Ikrell that I'm happy with his work and that he's going to get what he wants. ”

The old man said and waved his hand, and Yuan Chenfei disappeared.

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"What did he say to you?"

"What did he say to you?"

"What did he say to you?"

"Ahh

"You asked me to ask you the same question three times. The clown pointed to Yuan Chen's flying path.

Yuan Chenfei was a little strange: "Don't you know? You are a god, and he can inform you with a single thought." ”

"The god of loneliness never had direct contact with other gods, and I have no way of knowing anything that is happening around him, and no god can do it. Okay, now answer me, what did he say to you? This is the fourth time!"

He said...... Go and tell Ikrell that I'm happy with his work and that he's going to get what he wants. ”

"Oh!" the clown gestured with his hands in his heart: "Being able to satisfy customers is our greatest source of happiness." Of course, it would be nice to get a small reward. ”

Then he looked at Yuan Chenfei: "Of course, as a reward for your work, you will also get an additional gift." ”

He said a little to Yuan Chenfei's bracelet.

In the bracelet, the grotesque blade has undergone a slight change.

But Yuan Chenfei was not interested in paying attention to the Grotesque Blade now, and he asked, "Since the God of Loneliness never communicates with other gods, how do you know that he needs someone to talk to him?"

"Are you spying on God's secrets?"

"Uh...... If it's inconvenient to say it, forget it. ”

"Nothing inconvenient to say, for a simple reason. We are gods, we are gods, and we will know. ”

Sure enough, it's a strong reason.

While saying that he doesn't know everything around the lonely god, he can know by saying that he is a god.

Yuan Chenfei couldn't help but say, "So gods can contradict themselves?"

"Yes, God can create a stone that He cannot lift. The clown replied earnestly.

Sure enough, it's very contradictory.

The clown added: "But it wasn't easy, and I can't describe it in words." ”

Yuan Chenfei can understand this.

The world of thought and touch cannot be described in words.

So, God not only changes the laws of physics, but also philosophy. Yuan Chenfei said a little weakly.

"That's right!" the clown laughed.

"Do you still have questions?"

"I don't have it anymore. ”

"So...... Good bye. The clown said, disappearing in place, and with him was the playground.

The professionals who were still queuing up at the playground were inexplicable at the same time.

"What's going on?"

A large crowd of people in line looked at each other.

"It's playground time. A voice came from the side.

Everyone followed the sound and saw that Yuan Chenfei was standing there, pondering something, and the voice came from his mouth, but it didn't seem to be.

He was thinking.

He's feeling.

The power of the thought of touch filled his body again, and he felt more pleasure than ever.

That's not powerful.

Touche doesn't need to be strong.

It just needs to be understood.

And now, Yuan Chenfei feels that he understands a little more.

It was because of this understanding that he said what he had just said.

For it was not spoken with his mouth, but with his thoughts.

He wanted to make a sound, and it came out.

Feeling this beautiful feeling, a smile appeared on Yuan Chenfei's face.

This smile fell in the eyes of other professionals, but it was extremely unpleasant.

A grumpy professional came over scolding: "What the fuck are you laughing at?

Yuan Chenfei thought about it.

When he came, the clown said that he would disappear in half an hour.

But in reality, I spent much more than half an hour here.

Half an hour, after all, it's just talking.

The clown is waiting for himself, and when his work is over, the clown is gone.

So from this point of view, it is not an exaggeration to say that the playground disappeared because of itself.

So he nodded.

"Damn, that's a good thing you did. The professional angrily punched Yuan Chenfei.

So Yuan Chenfei glanced at him, and he said, "You won't hit me." ”

The professional was stunned, and the punch could not be beaten again.

"You're going to hit yourself. Yuan Chenfei said again.

Bang!

The professional's fist had landed on the bridge of his nose, and the force was so hard that it broke the bridge of his nose directly.

Yuan Chenfei smiled: "Now my nose doesn't hurt anymore." ”