Chapter 67: The Truth of the World

"Lao Zhuang?!" Chen Xinyan looked back in amazement, but found that he could say those two words again.

"It's me, it's me. Lao Zhuang's face was no longer as full of spring breeze as he had seen before, but instead had a solemn face, "I am a dead thing that my master left in the fugue realm back then, and it will activate me when someone takes the initiative to trigger it." ”

"Then do you still know me?" Chen Xinshen had a lot of questions in his mind.

"You must be asking me by now, do I remember you? My Being, for a long, long time, began to prepare his plan, a revolution for you humanity. In this plan, he would select a young man and a woman to carry out his plan. So I knew there was going to be such a person. ”

Chen Xinshen immediately knew that Lao Zhuang's doppelganger did not have the function of communication, he just expected Chen Xinyan's question and answered it without authorization.

It's just that the powerful doppelganger doesn't talk about communication, and it's not impossible to project the ontological consciousness onto the doppelganger. Lao Zhuang's doppelganger does not have a communication function, is this another mystery, or is it deliberate?

The clone left by Lao Zhuang glanced at Chen Xinyan expressionlessly, walked straight to the torrent of data formed by the explosion of the emperor's body and soul, pointed at it and asked, "What is time? What was the world like before the Big Bang? There was no 'before' at that time, because before the Big Bang, time did not exist. Time is a product of the expansion of the universe, so what happens when the universe stops expanding and begins to collapse? What will be the definition of time?"

Realizing that the answer to Lao Zhuang's question might be to activate the next step, Chen Xinshen thought for a moment and replied softly: "If the string theory is correct, our universe has nine three-dimensional spaces and one dimension of time. In the beginning, all the dimensions were entangled, and in the Big Bang came three special dimensions as we know them: height, length, width, and the dimension of time, which we call time, formed a flat cube region. The other six dimensions are still subtle and intertwined. Time, as far as we experience it, is a single irreversible dimension. Coffee and creamer cannot be separated when they are stirred together, smoke cannot be returned to the cigar after the cigar has been lit, and ashes after the fire has been burned cannot be turned into a flame again. ”

Lao Zhuang's eyes suddenly lit up, and his voice became a little more angry, and said: "People can't step into the same river twice, physics has developed to the later stage of almost philosophy, quantum mechanics is called the closest field to God, and the answer you gave is not very surprising." After all, you're limited by design, so it's impossible for you to say concepts that you can't understand. Have you seen The Matrix? How real is the land you trample on in your daily life? How real is the computer machine you use to play games, the music you listen to, the loved ones you love, and the enemies you hate? Does it mean that your feet are on the ground? Is it necessarily true that your enemies have crimson blood flowing from their bodies? You feel more and more confused when you hear what I say...... Does that mean you're real? Now Morpheus's pill, do you choose red or blue?"

"Red. The shock in Chen Xinyan's heart was far greater than the confusion in his heart, he wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't say anything, so he could only answer his choice.

"What if the real world isn't what you think? What if it's all just constructed? A well-crafted simulated environment? Two thousand years ago, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, and he couldn't tell whether people dreamed of becoming butterflies, or butterflies dreaming of becoming people. In Plato's cave, prisoners who have been bound since childhood are forced to look at the shadows dancing on the wall, and freedom does not belong to them until they ignore the invisible. In any case, simulations are not meaningless after all, they have a clear goal. It's not a question of whether you're in a simulated state or not, it's your free will that counts, how much of it really comes from you, no matter how real your existence is. Your Turing test has no way of telling if you are a conscious human or a program code. Eliza, the simulation software for natural language, she passed the Turing test, and she is really just a machine. ”

"Time is not just about the time of day, the reading of atomic clocks, it is a set of rules, no different from the language of the powerful machines you often use to communicate. Time is the system that defines 'what will happen after', in short, time is the language that constitutes existence. All of us exist, yours, mine, and those you dare not imagine. ”

"You must be wondering why I found you. In fact, I'm not just looking for you. Time is stubborn, and it corrects itself. There are many ways in which the language of time works, and there are two that you ...... Now you can understand that. Linear continuity is a simulation that allows variables to occur, which in turn have many nodes, or choke points. That is, the algorithm converges countless possibilities into a single instant, and at this point in time, there is only one possibility. The route is fluid, continuous. Nodes are fixed and do not change. Then as the wave function collapses, the nodes formed by the various routes diverge again, again, again, again. From the Big Bang to the origin of life, time begins to flow until the universe collapses, time will begin to flow backwards, and everything will return to its original point. And the history that has become a thing of the past, the future that is now in progress, the future that has become history, and the future that has not yet happened, I have approached countless people like you, but they have all failed. The iQue was the purview of the Thinker's project, and Prometheus, who stole the fire, was eventually sanctioned by Zeus. They were as blind then as you are now. You are all children of fate (see Chapter 7), you can read your watch, you can read the hourglass and the calendar, but you can't understand what goes beyond the simple surface. For the time being, you can't really decipher the time. Just today, the prologue has been revealed, and the sad and complete %@* has been revealed to you. I have kindled the flame of your soul, and this flame tells a sad story, copied on our buildings, our crafts. A story we can't change. ”

Chen Xinshen was inexplicably a little frightened, he suddenly remembered the torrent of data that the emperor's body exploded into, and the countless symbols were composed of two monotonous symbols, except for the strong breath of time on it, wasn't it just a string of binary code? If everything is not true, then what is true? Outside the world is still the world, there is a universe outside the universe, Voyager 1 has not flown out of the solar system since it was launched in 1977, but is there really a galaxy outside the solar system? Chen Xinshen thought of Truman's world, thought of the western world, thought of the Matrix, thought of the source code, thought of the person without a surname, and he never thought that the experience of saving the Emperor of the Northern Yin Capital involved the major truth behind the world.

Chen Xinshen remembered the first time he saw Lao Zhuang, he told Chen Xinshen that he was the gatekeeper of the Sleepless Realm, but what he didn't say was that, in the final analysis, he was the gatekeeper of the whole world and the whole universe.