Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Once you've locked in the first place, it's easy to scan and lock in the second place with his five senses. ”

Wen Wen said, "Dad should have heard of the 'Six Person Rule’. In a mature and stable social system, there is a close connection between any individual, even if it seems that there is no match between the two people with different status, at most through indirect contact between the six people.

“Even at the bottom of society, it's possible to connect with more people through friends' friends' friends' friends' aunts' bosses' friends and so on, chaotic, intricate relationships, up to the top of society, and the higher the leaders - the best masters, never hidden in their close friends, nobody knows, right?

“So, we estimate that if Dad ‘jumps’ between four and five ‘blacks', he can infiltrate the best master, and if he's lucky, after three ‘jumps’, he'll have a chance to find the best master.

“Once the best master is found, the next thing is simple.

“If you can locate the exact coordinates of the Good Master, just send them back to Didu, as well as Lei Chenghu and Boss Bai's rebels, we will naturally form an elite hunting team to surprise the Good Master and carry out a surgical strike.

“Even if we can't locate the exact coordinates, if we can find out the next major direction of the Alliance fleet, it will be of great military value, perhaps more than a million male soldiers! ”

“Understood!”

Li Yao heavily struck a ringing finger, “that is, we should still start with ‘luring ignorant boys and girls', right, this is absolutely fine, rest assured, this is for father strength! ”

“Uh, I hope so. ”

Xiaoming and Wen Wen silenced for a moment and spoke with one voice.

……

The day before he was ready to “jump” to the thick earth outside of dozens of great thousand worlds, Li Yao visited the brain of Fanggang One, Two, Three for the last time.

The organic trauma in the “black" brain has been healed by him, and the spots filled with eye-catching scars and trenches have begun to heal themselves, and the previously withered brain cells have filled up with a glorious glow.

At the end of the day, however, the self-healing mechanism of the human brain does not produce results so quickly, and it will take a long time for the "just one, two, three” brain to completely return to normal.

And even if the brain completely returns to normal, it's a blank sheet of paper - Li Yao didn't force too much engraving on his cerebral cortex, and everything depends on him to think and learn.

Nevertheless, today's Fanggang One, Two, Three is very different from the previous days.

The most obvious manifestation is that when Li Yao visited his brain, he found his mind echoing with magnificent, magnificent music.

Or his memory cells, slowly releasing some of the music Li Yao had once given him, through which he gained pleasant ripples.

“Fanggang One, Two, Three” likes music, especially the kind of cool, rustic, meteorological composition that shows the vastness of the universe.

If Li Yao, Longyang Jun or Zhuge Jinglan do not interfere, he can sit in the corner of the town all day listening quietly to the voices in his brain.

“How was your recovery today, did something more interesting pop up in your head? ”

Li Yaohao asked with a smile, and said, “I'm going on a special mission right away. I'm not sure I'll be able to visit you often in the last few days. It's almost fixed in your brain, and then I'm going to think and understand for myself - I've greeted Dean Zhuge and asked him to open up access to a crystal brain to you, even if you want to leave this town and move outside, I can ask him to arrange a more suitable settlement for you. Is there any other question? ”

“… Yes. ”

At a time when Li Yao thought that "Fang Gang One, Two, Three” would remain indifferent to his problems as usual, the fire of the other's soul suddenly shone an unprecedented brightness, an otherwise irregular flame, outlining a solemn, uniform and beautiful building.

“So you're not my god, we're the same, we're the same? ”

“Fang Gang, one, two, three” asked.

“You finally understand! ”

Li Yaoxin was delighted and wanted to retake the thighs that didn't exist, "Yes, I'm not a god, I'm your kind, I'm your friend! ”

“So who's my god? ”

“Fang Gang, one, two, three," he continued, “Who is our God? ”

“There is no God. ”

Li Yao starred, “There is no god at all, why should there be such a thing, just ourselves - isn't that enough? ”

“There is no God...”

“Fanggang, one, two, three," he mumbled, “But there's always something that created us, and we can't have come out of the sky, right, even if it's the tiny particles that make up our bodies, the pieces that make up my brain, there's always an initial source, and there's a ‘creator’ who created it all. ”

“Well, maybe there is? ”

Li Yao thought about it and couldn't think of anything that could be disproved, “God doesn't exist, but a creator should exist, not necessarily an entity with character and life, most likely some kind of law, ‘heavenly way’, something that we can't describe and imagine. ”

“Oh.”

“Fang Gang, one, two, three" nodded, “So why does it create us, what is its mission and what should I do for it? ”

“No mission, no reason. ”

"How come you still don't understand," said Li Yao, "nothing is what you" should "do. There is no one or God or" Heavenly Dao "or other messy things that can bind you. You should be yourself and do whatever you want! ”

“Is it 'no mission’ or do you have no idea what our mission is? ”

“Fang Gang, one, two, three" asked, "If there is no reason and no mission, then what is the point of our existence? The things you taught me about singing and dancing and laughing and crying are interesting, but I think there should be a higher level of significance, and our creators certainly want us to do something, otherwise they won't make us look like this, and they won't let me have these problems. ”

“You…”

Li Yao bit his teeth, "Well, this is what you made me do. Now that you've asked me, I'm going to open the door and tell you that the Creator does exist, and that's who we are, and that's who we created ourselves. No, we're creating ourselves. We're creating ourselves with every minute and every second of every passing time, even if the conversation between the two of us right now is about creating me and you, and the reason we want to create ourselves is to answer that ultimate question —— why we create ourselves, who we are, what's the point of our lives! ”

“Oh.”

“Fang Gang, one, two, three” thought, "You put it that way, I understand. ”

“Ah?”

Li Yao was incredible. “I don't even know what I'm talking about. You do understand! ”

“Yes, I understand. ”

“Fang Gang 1, 2, 3" earnestly said, "God exists, purpose also exists, the ultimate answer exists, my mission is to help God find Himself, find His ultimate answer, let God know who it is and what its existence means. ”

“ …… ”

Li Yao took a deep breath, “Wait, friend, I think you're still a little out of line. Is there a problem with our treatment plan? Otherwise, why don't we change the treatment plan? Then what, I'll have Dean Zhuge introduce you to your girlfriend, okay? ”

“You said I could be myself and do whatever I wanted - without violating universal social law. ”

“Fang Gang, one, two, three," he said, "I think I like to sit quietly in the corner like this, listening to music, thinking about the relationship between God, the Creator, and me, thinking about the meaning of the existence of man and God. Is this against morality, not allowed? ”

“Well... no. ”

Li Yao gave up on himself, “Never mind, do whatever you want, as long as you're happy. ”

“Thank you.”

“Fang Gang, one, two, three” was polite, “By the way, I read a lot of the information you brought me, and found that there was a thick rubber massage lounger inside, which made people feel comfortable on the back and butt, and there was also something called a cold beverage, which made people feel very happy. Could you ask Dean Zhuge to get me a lounger and an unlimited supply of cold beverages? I want to feel comfortable lying in the sun, drinking cold drinks, and thinking about the ultimate human problem. ”

Li Yao: “…”

“And I need music, more music, real music. ”

“Fang Gang, one, two, three," he said, "not only did you transmit me the memory information of listening to music, but the real music, played by the highest level of audio equipment, very shocking, landslide cracked kind of equipment, I've seen that kind of equipment on the data, it looks very good.

“Besides, you just said you were going to find me a girlfriend, which I'm not very interested in, but you were right the other day —— I don't know anything about the world, I should really try, maybe that's an interesting thing? So, if you can find me a girlfriend, massage me while I'm lying in the sun, listening to music, relax my muscles and nerves, and believe me, I can think faster about the relationship between man and God, between God and the universe, between the universe and Heaven.

“Friend, do you hear me? Why can't I feel you? My friend, my benevolent, supreme and holy good friend Li Yao, where are you? Your most humble and faithful friend 'Fang Gang 1, 2, 3’ needs your help, needs your guidance, you come back, you come back! ”