It could just be a dream...

“Brother, how are you feeling? ”

Tobacco... Oh no, the northern sprouts are in front of me.

“I had a long weird dream, a little dizzy.” Qingshi responded.

“It's not a dream, it's your ‘vision’. This is the best state that Ideas can have.” Sprouts said.

“‘Into God’? ”

“It means that you enter the spiritual world by ‘looking’ wholeheartedly. ”

“So what I went through there... when I was in God was like a dream? ”

“You could say that. What ‘inward' sees differs from person to person. Some people 'inward' sees nothing but illusions. Others see their own memories, or the extension of reality. Of course, more is the mixing of illusion and reality, like dreaming. ”

It's like dreaming, but not dreaming.

Qingshi remembers his spirit entering into Kagura Poetry Soul, which is the same thing, like a dream, not a dream.

Things like spirituality and soul, I guess.

“What happens if you are in danger in the spiritual world when you ‘go into God', for example if you die? ”

“It is difficult to say how much harm can be inflicted, whether it is merely a shock or a loss of soul. This is one of the specific risks of 'perception'. ”

Mei looked at Qingshi.

“Looking at you is a natural retrospective, should you be all right? ”

“It's okay... it's just a matter of time away.” Qing Shi recalled the surprise when he was "in God”.

“Is it dangerous? ”

“There are some. ”

“If ‘indoctrination’ is in a dangerous situation, the risk is high, but spiritual power is also improved quickly, with disadvantages and advantages.” Shoots blinked, "Anyway, just fine. ”

“Well... Sister, how long have I been ‘watching’. ”

Finally asked the question.

“You've been ‘watching’ all night and it's 6: 30 in the morning.” Bud looked at each other's face and said calmly.

Qing Shi gazed for a moment.

“Has it been so long?! ”

He subconsciously recollected the time that had elapsed between the beginning and the end of "Divine Enlightenment", as if it were similar to the actual time.

It's like really living another life.

Or is it a super realistic first person VRrpg game?

Hey, so think about it, this “idea” seems to suddenly become fun and have wood!?

Spiritual world... I can only simulate reality VR games with helmet monitors and handles now, it's so weak!

It's just that it's a little bit like having someone you know as your own style god, but nobody knows anyway, just having a good time...

Suddenly, Qing's mind stopped.

Because he accidentally touched the restricted area he had set up.

When you think, it's like living another life, another reality.

So, what about reality now?

This world he can even archive and read, what proof does it have that this is not a dream, or… an ultra-high virtuality game?

The answer is, no.

It's like a "brain in a cylinder" … a famous assumption from a previous life. One of the questions that this hypothesis raises is: how do you identify yourself as not the "brain in the cylinder”?

The answer is no… yes, there is no way!

The same is true of Qingshi now, or anyone in “reality”.

No one can guarantee that the world in which they live is what is called “truth”.

Absolutely true, this concept cannot be substantiated.

Ultimately, the world in one's eyes is either “real” or one's own perception.

As soon as we crossed, Qingshi thought about it.

Like wandering on the edge of the abyss.

Ultimately, he decided, no matter what happened, to look at everything with his own heart, not as a game of illusion.

Pandora's box, he's closed. An endless abyss of darkness, he set a no-go zone.

That's why he's the one now.

otherwise…

This “vision” accidentally touched the restricted area, and instantly he reacted, stopped thinking, and started thinking again.

Like the spiritual world of ultra-realistic VRrpg games... could actually be damaged...

Isn't this the weakened sword O domain?

One equally thought-provoking point in the O domain of swords is the line between reality and virtuality. When a group of people are in a virtual game that they can't quit and will really die, the game becomes a reality for these people.

“Idea” is also, since it is so like another life, it is also considered as another life, take it seriously.

The Qing Dynasty made a decision.

These thoughts took a little time.

Mei looked at him quietly.

“Have you been watching me for so long? Thank you so much...” Qingshi expressed her embarrassment and sincere gratitude.

That's it? Mei Min said.

That's all you've been hearing about your "vision” for so long?

So what was this kid thinking? Don't you have any idea how amazing you are!?

Mei would love to know that the other person is actually pretending to be stupid, but can't see it at all.

You can see that this product really doesn't know what it did.

Though predictable, it really feels like…

A poor girl explains to a man who was once a waste material that he was a genius and asks, "How is the girl feeling at this time?

Who can answer that? Anyway, the girl herself, the Hokujo Mei, can't answer.

The hard word is that you want to beat people up, but you have a feeling of weakness and complexity.

The mood is complex and complicated, and the words to be said are still to be said.

“Your thanks were accepted, and then I have to tell you how amazing you did.” Shoots are serious.

“Hey?” Tsing Shi was a bit of a jerk.

A moment later.

“Oh, so it is.” Qingshi touched his chin.

“The ‘idea’ of such a long time is not something that ordinary people… not ordinary psychics can do. My spiritual power is improving so fast... I understand. ”

“You understand, why is your attitude still so bland? You know what that means, don't you?” Shoots stared at him.

“Oh, of course I know. ”

Qingshi suddenly smiled evil, lifted Erlang's leg, set his posture, and emitted a sight of the world.

“I will soon be the supreme one, for all the men who have scorned and hurt me before, all at a painful price! Let the family who banished me repent after all!! Get everything I deserve!!! ”

Sprouts: “.....................”

“Do you want me to have this attitude?” Qingshi held the middle position and looked at her.

“Uh... I don't know what to say, it seems so, it doesn't seem so.” The maid's eyes are a little empty.

“You don't have enough gutter power, sis. ”

“What the hell is the spitting force!?” Sprouts spit hard in the trough.

“This is it.” Qingshi gave a thumbs up and a shiny smile.

“Ha... Brother, you are really...”

“I know what you're trying to say, Sister, but it's just the beginning. I'm a rookie now, aren't I?” Qingshi shrugged his shoulders.

“Even if I get really strong in the future, I'm still me now, and maybe things will change, but important things won't change.” He smiled gently.

“So, Sister, all you have to do is treat me the way you used to. ”