Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Two worlds, two classes, a combination of reality and illusion!

I don't know if it's Lu Light Dust's theory, or if it's the kind of calm and crazy tone he has when he explains the theory, which makes Night Ming, a hundred wars old fairy who kills people like hemp, feel chill.

Because he found himself a little persuaded by this theory!

“Don't you think such a social system is the word" perfect "? ”

Lu Qingdu's words gradually accelerated, and his laughter gradually converged into the cold. “In any civilization, there is always a large amount of worthless waste. They are lazy, good and evil, low in intelligence, unable to effectively manage their time and emotions. In turn, they are inspired by what talented human rights and the idea of equality among all beings, think that they naturally possess all the rights of mankind, thus becoming greedy, difficult to fill, and too high!

“They have neither explored the endless oceans of stars, advanced our great civilization to the end of time and space, nor lacked the superior qualities to put ideals big and small into reality, brave, resolute, honest, stubborn… they have nothing.

“They have even handled their pale lives badly, messing up even the most basic learning and work, soaking up alcohol, drugs, gambling, games and all sorts of crude and indiscriminate virtual entertainment all day long, spending so much of their lives in havoc - yet wasting countless precious foods, air, water and resources!

“Unfortunately, even if I admit that among ordinary people who cannot awaken their roots there are a large number of elites with noble minds who are eligible to live in the real world ‘uppercase', the proportion of this waste will never be less than 50%, at least as I calculated from the game of Civilization.

“Perhaps this is the price that humans have to pay for evolution, a flaw in a ‘test and error'?

“There is no way, we human civilization, originally the ‘premature babies' born in the laboratory. A hundred thousand years ago, our ancestors picked melon fruit in the jungle and were frightened by the lightning strike. A hundred thousand years in the district is not enough to allow us all to evolve at high speed into the age of the Great Universe. Some people are bound to be eliminated because they cannot keep pace with evolution.

“Dealing with these ‘defects' becomes the greatest disagreement between the Empire and the Federation, or between fixing fairies and fixing them.

“The Empire does not regard these wastes as human beings at all, as the lowest slaves and basic means of production, and I have to say that you are wrong, and the wastes that are garbage are also human beings, just as they have a desire to live in the face of high pressure, hatred, resistance, at least passive neglect of work, more and more incapacitated of the spirit and the will to further reduce the overall resource efficiency of the Empire.

“The Federation and the practitioners, with the concept of ‘political correctness', conceal the bells of ear thieves, turn a blind eye to the existence of these wastes and even delude themselves into what kind of education they can use to completely change them.

“How is it possible that rotten mud can't hold up to the wall, that there are genes that are not suitable for the Great Universe Age, that these wastes continue to be indiscriminately intermingled among the builders and defenders of a great federation, it is not benevolence, but irresponsible hypocrisy that will destroy my beloved motherland, the final hope of human civilization, long after!

“Since neither the Empire nor the Federation can make it, what about my methods?

“Send this garbage, these defects, these evolutionary leavers, all to the virtual world, keeping only their brains and parts of their reproductive systems in the real world, easy to manage while reducing the resources they consume to the limit, and keeping them from half the pain - since they love to anesthetize themselves so much, they like to shrink in dirty, rotten rooms, and have daydreams that don't even have the courage to face reality at all, then go dream about the virtual world and live a comfortable, worry-free life! Let those who truly have the courage, the courage and the wisdom get the vast majority of the resources to face the darkness and the cruelty of the real world - isn't that both beautiful?

“It is immoral and foolish to let a man shoulder his responsibilities beyond his means. Our evolution is so fast, and a large proportion of our fellow citizens are just monkeys in human skin. Why should the Starlight Federation compel them to become warriors of civilization? That's impossible! That's stupid! That's cruel!

“The Virtual World - the Spiritual Realm, these pathetic and pathetic and hateful fellow human beings, the best place to live, whether federal or imperial garbage and waste, should all live in the Spiritual Realm!

“Note that when I say 'garbage and waste' here, it is not a moral judgment, let alone a little stigmatization and reprimand of them, it is only a matter of fact.

“The sun is round, the water is flowing, at least 50% of humanity is garbage and waste, removing them from the real world and sending them to a less difficult and more benevolent illusory world that will only make the whole universe and their lives better - these are facts, whether they're fixing or fixing fairies. Yeah, you say, handsome? ”

It's been a long time since night.

The dark jellyfish gradually went up, had swallowed up between his chest belly, and had stuck numerous black tentacles into his body, drilling deep into the divine soul along his mind, making it impossible for him to maintain normal thinking judgment, or to have a whole new system of thinking.

“How do you judge who is the ‘defect' that should be banished to the virtual world and who is the 'capitalist' who is eligible to remain in the real world? ”

The old fairy raises a technical question.

That means he's been more or less persuaded.

Although Lu Qingdust was not visible, the confident aura came from all sides: “It is not for me to judge, but for them to choose.

“In my ideal country, the soul of all people originally lived in the spiritual world, in a virtual world that was not too cruel, but where there were many problems, perhaps you could call it the 'First Test World’.

“People have lived a thousand lives in the 'First Test World', encountering problems and troubles, provoking intense joy and sorrow in the process of constantly resolving them, and demonstrating their hearts and qualities.

“With a complex and sophisticated algorithm, select people with potential and send them a special invitation, let me think, the invitation can be written this way —— do you want to know what life means? Want to live?

“If he chooses’ yes', he will withdraw from the irritable, boring, unexpected 'first world of testing' and go to the 'second world of testing', which consists of all sorts of exciting adventures and slaughter, which is also the real world of testing!

“Here, he may experience a Star Sea war as a cannonball ash; he may also join a team of three or five elite warriors against the most heinous and terrifying monsters in the entire universe; or he may encounter strange, unusual and illogical events that require a high degree of wisdom and rigorous reasoning to decipher them.

“In all sorts of different ‘test battlefields', his soul continues to grind and concentrate, and his mind becomes purer and stronger.

“Finally, he passed all the testing sessions, gained a ‘real’ body with his courage, perseverance, patience, solidarity and wisdom, and learned the truth about human civilization, possessed the qualifications to live in the real world and defend ‘real’ human civilization!

“Imagine that those chosen in this way are not the smartest, the strongest, the best, the most responsible and the greatest ideals? Isn't this way of selecting talent and allocating resources 10,000 times better than the current system of the Federation and Empire? ”

Night's tongue was dry and stubborn: “No, not the root of the spirit and the strength of the body, just the mind? ”

Lu Qingdust said: "The strength of the mind and the divine soul will also stimulate the brain and grow out of the roots of the soul —— so simple, so handsome don't you understand?

“Moreover, with the further development of cultivation technology, one day, nothing ‘artificial roots, mechanical golden dan’ or even 'synthetic meta-baby' will be a dream. By then, a strong body is something readily available that truly constrains us, merely drives the resources and minds of these bodies.

“Resource is so precious, of course, to the heart that knows best how to cherish and use it! ”

Night takes a deep breath: “What about those who are not qualified to take the test, or who fail it? ”

"Basically, we will give everyone a chance to test more or less several times as they grow up, in a way similar to 'nightmares', as long as they have strong will, and foolish and cowardly people, who have gone through several tests, will grow up slowly - we don't care about weakness of strength, only about the high and low of mind and will!

“It really can't hold up the wall of dirt, as I just said, we will find a suitable opportunity to throw him into the virtual world of daydreaming, to be drunk, to dream, to die, to be happy, or, without wasting so much computational power, to live to die in the flawless' First Test World ', nothing bad, there is neither the invasion of demonic beasts, nor to face the threat of empires, alliances and all kinds of star-hai aliens, much better than the real world.

“In short, living in a virtual world is not a form of punishment and torture, just for their own good; real life is too dark and cruel, and only the true brave and noble are entitled to face it. ”

Night licked his tongue hard: “Where are the children? ”

“Ah, future generations, the most important patriarchal succession of humankind. ”

"In principle, I certainly cannot bear to deprive any human compatriot of the power to reproduce future generations," said Lu Qingdu, “but, you know, in many cases, lack of resources and population explosions are the root causes of all tragedies.

“If we are well resourced and willing, in a humanitarian spirit, to have future generations for all, it is simply a brain plus a little reproductive system, which is not expensive.

“In the unlikely event that resources are scarce, what can be done to ensure that noble fighters living in the real world are better entitled to leave behind powerful descendants and to pass on the essence of human civilization?

“As for the wastes and trash in the virtual world, don't worry, I've thought about them - they'll create some virtual offspring with artificial intelligence, and they won't know they're living in illusions anyway, and they won't know that the 'love crystals, blood veins' that came out of the so-called 'October pregnancy' are just 'ghosts’ that the databases and algorithms put together, and they'll never, ever, ever know. ”