The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 151 Worldview

Xuanwu's tone was a little regretful: "There is probably a traitor in our union, and it's at the middle level."

As for the middle level, it is locked within the scope of guardians and elites.

I go!Is it over yet?
By the way, how unlucky I am!It's another matter of finding a traitor to lick blood with the tip of a knife!

Gao Yang roared in his heart, but his face remained calm.

"Originally, someone in our union can [read minds], so it would not be difficult to find the traitor. Unfortunately, he was assassinated some time ago."

Yan Feng's eyes moved: "So, your [lie-detection skills] are particularly valuable."

"You want me to help you find the traitor?" Gao Yang asked.

"No, there is no need to alert the enemy." Yan Feng smiled, "When the time comes, I will certainly need you."

Gao Yang pondered: Indeed, at that time, Long only asked my [Lie Detector] to assist him when he was [-]% sure. This was indeed safer.

Gao Yang thought for a moment, raised his eyes and asked, "Then why are you telling me now that I have gained your trust?"

Yan Feng smiled honestly and said: "No, trust depends on length of service and merit. You are far from that point yet."

"I tell you because I hope you will be more cautious in the future. After all, if the traitor knows that another awakened person who can detect lies has come to the union, I am afraid he will not sit still and wait for death."

"Thank you for reminding me, I will be careful." Gao Yang nodded, this reason is reasonable.

Yan Feng glanced at his watch again, and then looked out the window: "We will arrive at the next pier in 10 minutes."

"I'll get off the boat there," Gao Yang said.

"No, you stay, I get off the boat, and you leave at the next pier."

Gao Yang nodded. Since there was still time, it would be better to have a casual chat instead of staring in silence.

"Mr. Yan." Gao Yang considered his words, "Can I ask you a personal question?"

"Okay." Yan Feng nodded easily and joked: "Celebrity gossip is not acceptable."

Gao Yang also smiled and shook his head: "No, I'm just curious. You are a big star. You can film movies, go on catwalks, win awards, and record programs. You must travel all over the world."

Yan Feng was stunned for a moment, then looked pleased: "So what you care about is the world view."

Gao Yang admitted: "I have always cared about it because there are many things I can't understand."

"I mainly film in a film and television city called Shudian. Other activities are actually on a few fixed 'isolated islands', and I don't travel all over the world."

Yan Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, "Before I awakened, I did have a dream to travel around the world. After awakening, I just filmed with peace of mind and played myself well."

“There will definitely be other humans who want to travel around the world,” Gao Yang said.

"Either they wake up or they die." Yan Feng said.

Gao Yang nodded: "Yes."

"I know you are confused." Yan Feng said, "This confusion has been bothering me."

The man picked up the red wine, shook it gently, and remembered some distant past events:

"When I was young, I was particularly fond of a director. I regarded every one of his works as a classic and watched it dozens of times. Not long after I became an actor, a drama became popular. At that time, I was very swollen. I asked my agent to contact the director and hope to participate in his next movie. My agent was also very excited and said he could help me contact him. Guess what happened next?"

Gao Yang shook his head.

"The next day, my agent forgot about it. And I, because I was busy filming, didn't mention it again. A few months later, I woke up by chance, and later I learned that the person I liked The director, the country in which he lives, and everything about him, do not exist at all, at least on the 'isolated island' we know, he does not exist."

"I always wonder, what would have happened if I had insisted on contacting that director?"

Yan Feng smiled half-heartedly: "I will probably find out right away that this director does not exist and his contact information is fake. Then I will become mentally ill or be eaten by a beast."

Gao Yang understood his feelings and said: "Actually, I often think that the novels, movies, TV series, games I have played, the music I have listened to, and the stars I have chased over the years, almost none of them exist. "

"However, these non-existent people and things are operating in such a real and self-contained system, and they are fake and real. This is incredible. Tell me, why does Cangdao go to such trouble to create such a complicated world view?"

Yan Feng said nothing and looked at Gao Yang again.Gao Yang couldn't hold back his chatter: "I mean, why doesn't Cang Dao create a simpler world view?"

"Don't worry about where we humans come from. Anyway, as long as we humans can remember, we can be instilled with a concept: the world is only the size of a palm, and we all live on an island the size of a palm. In this way, it will not reduce the discovery of the truth by humans. Is there any risk of awakening?"

"But why does Cang Dao insist on creating such a huge world view for us? Isn't this asking for trouble?"

Yan Feng listened carefully and his eyes showed admiration, "Qiying, I knew you were not a thing in the pool, but you can think of this. You are like us, born to be a leader."

Gao Yang was ashamed: With my current strength, I don’t dare to wear this top hat, so don’t flatter me.

"I personally have a guess about this." Yan Feng said.

"Perhaps you think the same as me." Gao Yang's eyes lit up.

"Haha, how about we write down our guesses on our phones?"

"can."

The two took out their mobile phones, entered a line of text, and then exchanged mobile phones.

Gao Yang: The false world actually existed.

Yan Feng: There once was a real world.

The two smiled at each other and took back their mobile phones.

Gao Yang was very surprised. As a person who had traveled through time and had lived in the real world, it was reasonable to think of this, but he did not expect that Xuanwu would also think of this.

"It seems that we all believe that this false world once really existed, so it can be disguised so perfectly. Because Cang Dao does not need to create, it only needs to copy and reproduce."

Gao Yang nodded and asked, "Do all the top leaders of the organization have the same idea as you?"

"No, in fact, the other view is the mainstream."

Yan Feng said: "They believe that whether it is the isolated island we live on or the false world view, it is all created by Cangdao. It is like a game, everything in the game is randomly generated by data, history, humanities, economy , art, technology, etc., will serve as the background of the isolated island world, continue to generate and develop."

Gao Yang fell into deep thought. This view actually made sense.

Gao Yang wanted to ask Yan Feng: Why did Cang Dao do this?

But he knew that the other party couldn't possibly have an answer to this question.

"Crack."

The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man wearing serious work clothes stood outside the door, holding a black men's handbag under his arm.

He is about 1 meters tall, thin, with narrow shoulders, an erect head, a smooth and full forehead, wearing exquisite rimless glasses, and a serious and shrewd look.

He frowned: "Lao Yan, let's get off the boat."

"Okay, right away." Yan Feng said.

"Hurry up, I have to go to the studio after recording the show, and my schedule is very busy." The man closed the door.

"My agent, Bai Mian." Yan Feng twitched his lips slightly helplessly, "I'm good at everything, but he's just a workaholic and he's too strict with me."

"So you can stay popular." Gao Yang flattered.

"Then I'll borrow your auspicious words."

Yan Feng stood up with a smile and adjusted his cuffs and collar: "See you another day."

Yan Feng left the cabin, and within a few minutes, the cruise ship started slowly again.

Gao Yang sat by the porthole, looking at the night view of the river, and became distracted unknowingly.

In such a quiet moment drifting with the flow, it is suitable to think about some ultimate philosophical questions: Where do I come from?who I am?Where am I going?

Just when Gao Yangyang was about to think, a head suddenly appeared outside the porthole.

(End of this chapter)