Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“ …… ”

Thousands of tiny eyes, every brain cell stares, unconscious in the deep throat, “huh? ”

“Like this, you want to capture the existence of space ripples by measuring the curvature of starlight, which is a good idea, but you can't count with 'density clouds', if it's 'discrete clouds’ ——”

Old Li stuffed the leather pigeon into Wan Xiaotian's hand, dipped himself in a little mop water to rub the floor, running cloud water on the wall, dragon Feifeng danced up, from time to time, wrote a full wall formula and algorithm, all Heaven has never heard of, never seen, but look, but it is stone broken astonishment, exquisite and cheerful.

“Can you read 10%? ”

Old Li wrote and asked.

“Almost. ”

Wan Xiaotian's heart burst with shock and horror. Not only did he write an incredibly subtle algorithm for Li, but even more so, Li himself, his voice trembled, “Old, Li, how can you... what the hell are you... who are you? ”

“Does it matter? ”

Old Hawk Lee said, "For the world, I may be a human being, or a passenger. It doesn't matter who I am. It matters who you are, what you want to pursue. Tell me, young man, why are you studying 'hyperspace’? Just to achieve four-dimensional space jumping? If I were to tell you that jumping in four dimensions is never possible in this world, would you still risk your life to continue your research? ”

“Four-dimensional spatial jumping is never possible”, a conclusion that many senior academics have said, even Wan Xiaotian's mentors have said, but Wan Xiaotian has always disbelieved.

However, Li's low and deep voice had a special magic, and Wan Xiaotian had to shake it on his own.

But he felt that Old Lee had something to say, and that Old Lee said "Impossible” and the mentor said “Impossible” was not the same thing.

“No, it's not that. I don't just want to make space jump so simple. I want to know the truth. I want to know the truth about space, the universe, the world! ”

Wan Xiaotian felt his heart rise suddenly to an unknown power, and he squeezed his fist and yelled, “Isn't it our noblest mission to find the true me, to verify the nature of the world, to explore the universe outside the universe? Now that the universe is there, of course we're going to study it, conquer it, transcend it, as if climbers were going to conquer the highest mountain in the world, where the mountains are, that's the only reason! ”

“So I'm not mistaken, you are an interesting young man… worthy of my passing on these algorithms and formulas to you. ”

Old Li's eyes blossomed with a glorious glow, and there was a bit of the foolishness of the mentally handicapped on his face, and he smiled, “Well, if I told you, even if you had the right formula and algorithm, you would end up with only the wrong or even the desperate answer, do you want to continue? ”

“What do you mean? ”

Ten Thousand Little Skies held onto the pigeon, “Lee, do you know the mystery of hyperspace, even the truth above the universe? ”

This assumption is ridiculous.

But everything that happened to Old Li seems far more than just the word "absurd”.

Wan Xiaotian felt that a surprising secret was slowly uncovering in front of him.

“Time is infinite, space is infinite, there are more universes outside the universe, no matter how many times stronger I seem than you, we are just as ignorant and small in the face of the infinite universe, so how can I know what the 'truth’ is, even if the 'truth’ exists, is a big question mark. ”

Old Li said, "The existence of these self-proclaimed spirits of all things, like blind people, runs all the way on evolutionary cliffs, the only thing I can do is run in front of you, before I fall off the cliff, with 'tread’ horseshoes to guide you.

“No, I don't know the truth, but we can make some interesting or horrible assumptions about the ultimate picture of the universe, the right to be a small game of thought. ”

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“Perhaps. ”

Old Li mumbled with a mop, “Perhaps the universe we live in does not originate from the ancient Big Bang, or it comes from a controllable, premeditated, purposeful Big Bang, a virtual world created by some higher dimension of existence.

“And this higher dimension of existence does not just create this virtual world, but hundreds of virtual worlds, and even, with enough computational power and energy, he can create countless virtual worlds to form some kind of 'multiverse' concept. ”

“This...”

Wan Xiaotian thought about it. This “high-dimensional creativity theory” is not new in academia. It's touched on in many frontier theories. He believes that what Old Lee is going to say is not just that simple, “Why is this high-dimensional existence creating so many virtual worlds? ”

“To practice, or, for his evolution, to find his true self. ”

Old Li said, "Perhaps this Gao Wei existence, in his… 'Original Universe’, has evolved to the limit, touching a barrier that is difficult to break, trapped in many causes and consequences, and in the desperate state of 'the authorities'.

“He needs a new experience, a new inspiration, a new opportunity to break the cocoon and rise above the peak.

“So he created, or used, thousands of virtual worlds, splitting his consciousness into thousands of pieces, investing in each of these virtual worlds, equivalent to using thousands of identities to practise in the sky and in the dust.

“A thousand identities practice simultaneously, at least a hundred times faster, and are able to see every fold and crevice of their own gods in countless periods of fantasy and true experience.

“No, it's not just intelligent life like you and me, he's even hallucinating into a butterfly or an earthworm to experience an experience that you'll never be able to experience as a 'human' and then gather all your bodies together to refine a whole new true me! ”

Wan Xiaotian, listen, the chin couldn't help but collapse: “This, this is so unbelievable! ”

“Too bright? I'll repeat it in a way that's easy to understand...”

Old Li rubbed his nose and said, “Consider a man extremely bored, and for some unimportant reason, he wasn't ready to meet his wife, so he downloaded thousands of virtual games, didn't enjoy playing them, and thought he had gained a lot of valuable experience in the game and a whole new sense of life. Isn't that easy to understand? ”

“… Yes. ”

Wan Xiaotian nodded.

“So, the point is, how do you know you're not a virtual character in the virtual game that this boring man is playing? ”

Old Li looked at Wanxiaotian and his eyes became incredibly deep. "Yes, of course, you feel that you have flesh and blood, passionate emotions and intense thoughts, but these can all be virtualized. As long as you have a database large enough to store everything in the universe and run with precision to extreme logic, you can output an almost perfect answer for all the input conditions.

“So, how do you know that you're not a virtual database, that what you're thinking and feeling right now is the result of mechanical screening and reflexes of conditions, and how do I know that I'm talking to a ‘person' instead of mumbling to a virtual database? ”

Old Li half squinted his eyes, obviously did not drink alcohol, but seemed a little drunk. He was sleepy and sleepy. He seemed to sleep and wake up.

Thousands of small days never thought about it.

Or, most normal people don't think about such absurd problems. Isn't that worrying?

“Hey, young man, did you just flash an idiom in your head called 'Worrying Heaven’? ”

Li suddenly asked.

Wan Xiaotian shocked: “How do you know! ”

“Don't get me wrong, I can't read your mind, it's just a random guess, because the words' worrying day ’seem the best way to describe the problem I just had. ”

Old Li came over with a strange smile on his face, "But one thing, don't you think, is strange? In the history of your 'Tianhai civilization', there is no country or place called 'beryllium’. How did the idiom ‘beryllium' emerge out of the sky? ”

Wan Xiaotian stunned.

The problem is like a lightning spell, smashing hard into his brain, and for a moment, he feels that every brain cell of his own is splitting apart, creating endless, sparkling data from it, as if he and the whole world were going to collapse at the same time!

“Ah!”

Wan Xiaotian held his head and wanted to roll.

Strangely enough, the toilet on this floor is always very lively, someone has to come in and use it, but they've been here for a long time, and it's always quiet out there, as if the whole world were frozen.

“I'm sorry, I didn't mean for you to suffer or even despair, and I don't mean for you to be false, and I'm more real than you are. ”

Old Lee said, "In fact, we are all falling apart, and I am as unsure as you are whether I am virtual or real, whether my world and I have been created, and whether I really 'want’ what I now think.

“For the vast majority of people, this near-bullshit philosophical problem has no meaning whatsoever and is indeed ‘worrisome'.

“Only a handful of people will have to think, think, practice, give the most precious thing in the eyes of most people, pursue the truth that is empty and perhaps never found, for only one reason, as you say, 'The mountain is there'.

“You and I are the same kind of people. We are all ‘climbers' in our respective worlds. The fairy roads are huge and the avenues are rugged. How lonely is the man who seeks to go up and down? How fortunate is he to find a like-minded little friend? That is why I bid you farewell when I end the cultivation of 'Three Thousand Dogmatic Realms, Outsided Incarnation’. ”