Blessings to the beautiful stars

Zuo Wu tilted his head, and the voice of profuse sweat entered his ears, and such things as voices could not be poured out of his ears just because of the change in his head.It still drilled into his own brain, and then was transformed and decomposed by hundreds of millions of brain cells, and finally became an electrical signal that he could understand.

Regarding backup of life, backup, whether it is the life insurance of the old Imperial Union in the past, or the choices made by people in the library civilization when they faced the invasion of protozoa, etc., etc., Zuo Wu consciously has seen countless times. Many people have completely different attitudes to this, and there are enough tastings.

And Liaoyuan Khan claimed that they backed up the entire galaxy as much as possible, which seems to be a slightly larger backup.Also, they use the Tingyi satellite of the fallen country to collect information in the galaxy. Compared with the life insurance of the old Dilian Insurance Company, it is nothing more than a taller package.

Zuo Wu wanted to yawn, and said to Da Khan: "... Out of politeness, I will say that your plan is very interesting. But let's change the subject. Your prairie fire has been falling near our team for tens of light years. What do you want to do?" What are you doing?"

Khan thought for a while: "I think your Excellency may not understand the original intention of our plan. But it seems a bit weird to talk about why you are following you. I agree to change the topic, why don't we talk about philosophy!"

Zuo Wu opened his mouth, and his brain, which had been immersed in the mirror image of the human network thousands of years ago, almost had a misunderstanding. After finally recovering, he reached out and touched the Tingyi Satellite in front of him and said:
"None of us are professional philosophers. We managed to use the creations of the fallen country to achieve super-light communication across the ages. In the end, the content of the communication was our poor philosophical knowledge?"

Khan disdains: "According to my observation, Your Excellency is very obsessed with the words left by humans on the Internet thousands of years ago. And the Internet should be a miracle for humans that surpasses any spectacle. What kind of pyramids and clock towers are in front of its eyes. They should all be as insignificant as ants."

"But the traces left by most human beings on the Internet are not just blowing water, complaining, and taking out garbage? In comparison, what we are talking about is philosophical topics—philosophy, the study of wisdom and ways of thinking, even if The level is not good, but it is still above the front line of ordinary people, and it should be in line with our status."

"What's more, so what if the level is not good? If we can really discuss one, two, three, then our own literati and pedants will fill in the polish for us, make it a school that can be seen, and then name us, maybe it will become a future school." What's so obvious?"

Should it be said that the one who knows oneself best is indeed the enemy?The gaseous creatures of Liaoyuan and the human beings who established the Imperial Union have been fighting for thousands of years since they broke through the shackles of the gravitational force of the parent star and marched towards the sea of ​​stars.Although they are old enemies, in this dark and dilapidated galaxy, this relationship seems to be sympathetic.

Zuo Wu grinned, wanted to nod, and suddenly remembered an online novel in his library, the writing was terrible, and even made him feel that he could do it himself.

There is a plot in this terrible novel, it is said that the two characters can be regarded as school bullies in the school, but one is more domineering and the other is more restrained, and then one is good at making fire and the other likes using thunder.

One day, the two school bullies ran into each other on the playground, and they glanced at each other meaningfully, and the aura they showed immediately shocked the students next to them into silence.Then the narration of the novel also said——"This time they stared at each other, it is called the first time Lei Di and the tyrant looked at each other".

Zuo Wu can understand that the audience of this novel is probably those students who are still in school. For them, this kind of plot is probably commendable.But Zuo Wu didn't go to school, and the plot almost embarrassed him to the point of digging his toes.That novel became one of the few that Zuo Wu Shaozhi hadn't finished reading, and it was directly deleted without even keeping a backup.

Zuo Wu has never liked to keep things that make him unhappy, and that novel is also the same.It's strange to say that I have almost forgotten the other bad plots, and I can't even remember the name of the novel.

Only the narration's "historical name" and "look at each other" are deeply rooted in my heart, and I can't get rid of it. When I have nothing to do, it will emerge from my heart, and then I will pick my toes again and again. When he was alone with Ai Shanshan and Ji Zhi several times, he managed to create a charming atmosphere.

This time I remembered it again, but my toes were extremely calm, and the embarrassing feeling had disappeared without a trace.Because Zuo Wu suddenly found himself in the same situation——

A stinky philosophical debate with Liaoyuan Khan may be far inferior to those netizens who liked to talk about it in the miracle of the Internet thousands of years ago.But if history can continue, there is a high probability that it will be given the article "historical name" today, which is even worse than what was described in that novel.

But thinking about it the other way around, there is also a novel that I like very much that gives different answers to similar things—that is, in the age of the end of the Dharma, a depressed seeker finally found the cultivation secret book of the Taoist ancestor, opened it, and found There is only a simple sentence: cultivation is nothing more than breathing.

In the book, Daozu lived in an era when he was full of aura, and he could really ascend to immortality by breathing.Of course not in the Dharma-ending age of frustrated seekers.

But of course the aspirant didn't want his efforts to find the secret book to be wasted like this, and then deceived himself, doing countless reading comprehensions for the simple sentence of the Taoist ancestor, and deciphered the words breath and spitting out. When writing, the movement of the pen, and the distribution of ink marks on the book are all analyzed.

Daozu Notes is of course a powerful advertisement, which has attracted countless disciples to this seeker, many of whom are amazingly talented, and everyone defended a lie together.After the collation and induction of these disciples, the random analysis of the seeker has finally developed into a prestigious cultivation method.

The above are all fictional plots of novelists thousands of years ago, but Zuo Wu found that he had the opportunity to turn them into reality.He grinned, and actually began to have a strange expectation in his heart: "Okay, philosophical speculation, right? Khan, please go first."

Khan cleared his throat: "Your Excellency thought about it for a long time just now, and it happened just right. The theme is very simple, that is, Your Excellency. I have always had a question-when do people live? Is it the past, the present, or the future?"

This topic was somewhat beyond Zuo Wu's expectation, but he is a person who likes to think about it. He has thought about countless similar topics, and he almost answered without thinking: "Of course people can only live in the present."

"So determined!" Da Khan exclaimed, "Then what is the reason?"

"It's very simple. Time is just a measure of the movement of matter. At least we have no way to make matter move in the opposite direction and return to its previous appearance. That is to say, time cannot be reversed, so we cannot live in the past," Zuo Wu said:

"And the future is even more elusive. Every word and deed of ours may lead us to a different destiny and a different path. Because of a small action, countless world lines are divided into countless things, even the wisest A wise man cannot predict all this, so we cannot live in the future."

"So, what we have is not only the present moment, only the present moment is truly in our hands."

Da Khan was silent for a moment, and there was a sound of gas flowing from the other side of the voice, maybe he was sighing: "...Ah, so philosophy will extend to so many schools, and in the end no one can convince anyone, and a science is divided into countless, It ends up being an elective that makes students doze off," he said.

"I really hope that there will be a Qin Shihuang in philosophy to unify all standards. At least we can have a reference when we discuss."

Zuo Wu shrugged: "Wen Wu No. [-]... Are you saying these few words with emotion because what I said is too different from what you think?"

Da Khan nodded: "That's right, the difference is too big, it seems that it can't be argued at all; in the end, you can only say yours, and I will say mine."

"It seems to be good," Zuo Wu said, "Let's exchange ideas."

immediately.

There was a short silence on the other side of the communication, as if Da Khan had finally completely put away the pointless attitude he had from the beginning to the end, organized his language again, and slowly poured out the results of his thinking.

It's time to confide. In the broken galaxy, everyone is still bound by their respective identities. As a big sweat, telling your heart will only make your subordinates feel uneasy, even if it is just a wild fantasy when you are very bored.

Da Khan said: "I think, our thinking lives in the past, our body lives in the present; and our actions exist in the future."

Zuo Wu was stunned, a little hard to understand: "...how did you take these three things apart?"

"Don't worry, let me explain," Khan said:

"Let's take you humans as an example. Your neurons transmit signals at a speed of about [-] meters per second, and your average height is about two meters, which is equivalent to the sensation from your toes within [-] seconds. The pain you feel will be transmitted to your brain. Of course, it will be closer to the spinal cord."

"This speed is enough, and it can barely be called efficient. It is thanks to your natural selection that a layer of 'medullary membrane' is attached to your nerves. Is this the name? I remember a bit. I don't know."

"But what about your earth creatures, your ancestors from a long time ago? Before this layer of medulla membrane evolved, the nerves of the earth creatures were exposed, and the signal transmission speed was about [-] to [-] meter per second, which was horribly slow. .It’s okay for small trilobites and the like, but you can’t go any higher.”

"Otherwise, if the creatures on Earth grow up to your size, it will take [-] seconds or even [-] seconds to feel the pain from your toes. If there are predators, it will be enough to eat your feet clean. Wipe the oil on your mouth again, and leave leisurely. You will feel the disappearance of your toes after you leave."

Zuo Wu nodded, Liaoyuan Khan's understanding of geobiology could not be comprehensive, there were some minor mistakes, but the general direction was fine.Zuo Wu also gradually understood Da Khan's thoughts.

The Khan continued, seemingly out of his gaseous body with a hand, and nodded his head:
"In the current Milky Way, it is really a miracle among miracles that we can establish communication in such a simple way. It is whether the creatures on your earth have evolved a medullary membrane that wraps nerves, which will make your flesh and blood creatures There is such a huge impact on the speed of response."

"And what about us? We are gaseous creatures, and our principles of responding to the outside world are very different from yours. But in the end, we can still have such a normal conversation. I won't say a word, you have to react It takes three to five minutes to answer; and your thinking is not too fast, so fast that I can't understand it."

"We can talk about bad philosophy here and there."

Zuo Wu nodded, so in this broken galaxy, he couldn't help showing a kind of sympathy for all the people he met. This was originally based on the miracle that everyone can communicate with each other.

But it's just sympathy.

Zuo Wu had to sing the opposite tune to Da Khan, sympathy and sympathy still couldn't hide the differences in everyone's positions:

"It's hard to say. The cephalopods on the earth—that is, the octopus. The octopus doesn't have the medullary membrane you mentioned, but it adds a few more brains to itself to solve the reaction problem; and I see you on the side of the galaxy. I have been to some stone men, and the time has been accelerated countless times, so that I can clearly hear the extremely slow words that they uttered with their eternal life."

"Maybe it's not a miracle that we can communicate, it's just an ordinary coincidence. And Khan, you're a bit off topic."

Da Khan came to a sudden: "Ah, yes, um, I just haven't seen someone who can confide in me for a long time, so I subconsciously said more. I just want to say, although your nerves are very fast, as fast as [-] meters per second, but There still needs to be a transmission time, right?"

"Your body sees something, sends the signal to your brain, and analyzes it into information that you can understand. It must take time, right? Even if you understand the information yourself, it will take time. ——From a microscopic point of view, it is definitely a long enough time.”

"So, compared with the real 'now', our thinking is definitely lagging behind, lagging too much. This time difference is the gap between the 'past' and 'now' that we cannot cross."

"In the final analysis, we can only know that time is passing after we have a feeling. It is these signals that are converted into memory and recorded in the brain before we know that we are really alive. But those that are judged by the brain as redundant garbage , What about the information that is directly destroyed?"

"Does it mean that the fact that we remember fewer things than we forget means that the life we ​​are aware of is only a small fraction of what we have actually experienced?"

"We can never grasp these 'realities', which means that we can't grasp the 'now'. Our lagging consciousness can only realize the past that has disappeared. Our thinking and our soul are actually lagging behind. .”

Zuo Wu nodded: "I see, it's a philosophical debate, but you've been talking about Dite all the time. Let's be blunt, what does the lag of our consciousness have to do with your backup of the galaxy?"

"It's very simple, as long as no one observes, so that the backup collapses and becomes the essence, the infinite magic machine we found can capture the time difference between the nerve signal units, and before the lagged consciousness moves forward to the present, we can operate in the future. Change your body into the one you have backed up!" Da Khan said:

"Perhaps, you will think this is a bit old-fashioned, but what the Infinity God can do is the most perfect restoration! After the restoration, you are still you, and have not been replaced by anything or anyone. Of course, the premise is that no one observes this backup. Let it collapse due to the observer effect."

"So, the future of this false pair of Dite depends on you. They fell into falsehood because of your observations-you have to be responsible for them."