Above Destiny

Chapter 498 Questions and Answers

The mist swirled like a giant pillar, rising straight into the sky.

At this moment, as the paradise of all changes unfolded once again, countless souls infected by aphrodisiac disease left their bodies. Their spirits were like corpses, floating in the water, entangled by tree roots, and completely drained away, leaving only remnants of desire that could not be relieved, turning into moths that rise and fall.

Countless souls fell into this dream overnight, and the places involved were not only the Thousand Islands, but also Middle-earth, the Empire, and even the Federation.

Such a large-scale event cannot be hidden from other eyes even in remote waters.

"You've been watching for so long, why don't you say anything, 'Locksmith'."

Wen Zheng suddenly asked without turning his head: "Since you are here, why not come out and meet me? It is rare for us to be so peaceful."

"It's a rare grand occasion, Guide."

A vague figure appeared out of nowhere behind Wen Zheng, and the old face glanced at him indifferently: "But why do you despise us so much?"

Such a huge scene, but without any concealment.

It was displayed in front of everyone as if it were a provocation.

It's almost like a declaration of war...

"Hmm? Lord Tianyi?"

Wen Zheng looked back, as if surprised, and smiled softly: "I thought it would be Tianlu, that stubborn guy... But how can I say contempt?

The children are making a fuss, and we adults shouldn't take it too seriously. Should we just join in the fun? "

"Ah--"

Tian Yi sneered, "I haven't seen you for so many years, and I don't see you have improved much. Your eloquence and persuasion are even better than before."

"Well, let's talk about the truth."

Wen Zheng pinched his chin and suddenly suggested, "How about a deal?"

Tian Yi asked back: "Is there anything we can talk about?"

"Come on, at least listen first before making a decision, how about that?"

Wen Zheng glanced at the scene below, and spread his hands slightly, as if helpless: "This is the most important wish of the child. As a father, how can I bear to stand by and watch?
It's just the loss of a few souls that you don't care about. Your Excellency Tianyi is magnanimous and will let me go. How about that?"

Tianyi sneered, but heard Wenzheng's voice.

"Speaking of which, although the sower has suffered a great loss recently, he has not stopped his actions——"

Wen Zheng spoke without warning, as if he was just chatting, “Among the three holy fools, he can be considered a model worker, working hard without complaint and without complaint.

Unlike a lazy guy like me who just lives from day to day.

His ambition is truly admirable. After suffering a severe blow, he is still interested in stirring up trouble. "

He paused for a moment, and suddenly asked: "The last whirlpool riot created three Xuyuans. If it happens again... Mr. Tianyi, can your Tiandu plan still be stable?"

Tianyi didn't say anything.

Only his face became clearly gloomy.

Heaven.

This is a secret within the Federation, a confidential secret within the confidentiality, and even one of the most important plans of the Federation in hundreds of years. Now it is revealed by the mouth of a holy fool...

"Why not, let's make a deal, Master Tianyi."

Wen Zheng turned around and smiled again.

High in the sky, the sun shines gently and the breeze is refreshing.

The cloudless blue was too high to see the hell below.

And in the hell of dreams, under the intricate and huge trees, among the countless dense roots, a little darkness suddenly emerged quietly.

Silently, it spreads out among countless bubbles.

Like a flame.

This world seems fake.

Perhaps, everyone, more or less, will suddenly have such a feeling at some time... It is possible that the whole world is a huge studio, and everyone is actually an actor. Every day, everyone goes about their work step by step like going to work, just to keep themselves in the dark.

Generally speaking, we call this kind of thinking "middle school".

Most people, after wise thinking or tired laziness, will put such nonsense behind their minds and at best just make themselves laugh.

But the moment such a possibility appeared in Ji Jue's mind, he felt incredible peace and stability.

Anxiety, confusion, pain and anger, all emotions disappeared, and what followed was an indescribable peace, as if all problems and sufferings were solved.

Such a categorical answer resulted in an absurd answer.

Yet it was so bizarre that I believed it without even thinking.

【This world is fake. 】

After determining this premise, we only need to use it as a basis for thinking and research, trying and exploring, and finally verifying it.

Unfortunately, Ji Jue discovered that… he could be said to have some affinity with his heart, but compared to other supreme virtues, it was really lacking.

Besides, Jing didn’t come at that time!

Heart hub, mirror, ether.

Of the three most crucial supreme virtues that constitute this false world, Ji Jue does not have any good qualities in him!

To the point where it's almost impossible to start...

But that's ok.

Craftsmen are not afraid of problems, they are only afraid of not finding the problems.

Even though all the studies in this false world may be illusory, even illusory things will eventually come to an end.

It is said that a long time ago, in the Age of Chaos or even earlier, there was an unfalsifiable statement called "Brain in a Vat".

If everything you perceive is false, it is an illusion, and it is the result of your brain being immersed in laboratory vessels and subjected to sophisticated manipulation and stimulation.

So, how do you break free from this illusion?

Unfortunately, things that do not exist are often impossible to disprove. Before exploring the discussion point, the necessary premise is to prove their existence rather than their non-existence.

If the target is ordinary people, then this question is destined to exist only as a topic of speculation and cannot be truly verified.

No solution.

Unfortunately, the lack of solution also stems from human limitations.

In a world where the Supreme Good exists, this level of "unsolvable" simply cannot be possible!
Its flaw lies in its title!
Brain in a vat.

Cylinder?
Why is it just a cylinder?

If you really have infinite resources and infinite power, why put a brain in a vat to create such a tiny illusion?

The reason why it is a brain in a vat is because... the lack of resources is simply not enough to create a completely realistic world!
This world has limits.

Otherwise, it would be impossible that there has been no theoretical progress and no innovation for so many years, and even that he has been standing still without any successor craftsmen who can surpass him.

If falsehood is rooted in one's own consciousness, then even if one wants to create some new theories and innovations, it must be verified and understood by one's own cognition and consciousness. Otherwise, if one creates an innovation like "the bigger the banana, the bigger the banana peel is", it will break Ji Jue's cognition.

The premise, then, is clear.

If this world is fake, then it must be limited, it must be poor, and resources must be scarce. So, if you want to make all the fake and annoying things appear true, then you just need to squander and waste these resources wantonly.

The moment he made up his mind, Ji Jue began to act.

Ten years. Twenty years? Thirty years?

He threw himself into it without a care in the world, squandering his assets like a madman, creating one spiritual forest after another that sprang up from the ground in the sparsely populated Thousand Islands.

Countless crystals are connected to each other along the spiritual circuits to form a huge structure. Under the framework of the Sixteen Heavens, thousands of sequences and tens of thousands of bases are connected to each other as one.

That abstract, complex and strange structure is intended to achieve only one effect.

Simulate reality to the greatest extent possible!

This knockoff of the former Wanhua Tower was definitely made by Ji Jue's own hands. Everything was the result of his cognition and perception...

"Now, are you ready to start nesting dolls?"

Ji Jue grinned, chuckled, and started the simulation array without hesitation.

boom! ! !
At that moment, in the connection of the spiritual circuit, a loud noise like the creation of the universe suddenly burst out in Ji Jue's brain.

Then, as the fog of thought spread, countless spiritual crystals began to calculate frantically, creating a rapidly expanding area in Ji Jue's brain and perception.

Fill it with countless islands and oceans, every detail is visible, every stone, every drop of rain, every spray of wave!
Snapped……

Ji Jue's nosebleed dripped from his face with a hissing sound. His blood was almost boiling. In this horrible high fever, he was almost going to die.

Unprecedented fear and anxiety burst out, urging him to end it all quickly. You are f*cking courting death. Does it really matter whether this world is real or not? !
"Of course it's that important."

Ji Jue grinned, blood spreading in his smile. In a trance, he seemed to see hallucinations again. The sky gradually dimmed, the earth cracked, and the sea boiled.

Then, at that moment, in the reality imagined in my mind, spiritual crystals suddenly appeared one after another.

A simulation array that is exactly the same as reality...

"Remember what I said?"

Ji Jue smiled at himself and the world, and told it: "Matryoshka, this is just the beginning!"

So, within the simulated world, the second level of simulation suddenly started!
boom! ! ! !

The world was born with a loud bang, and seemed to be annihilated in the loud bang.

Ji Jue finally heard a wail that sounded like everything was shattering.

It seemed like a dream.

Ji Jue opened his eyes blankly, rubbed his face, and felt tired and confused. The memories in the dream quickly dimmed and dissipated, and he could not remember them clearly.

He yawned, got up lazily, and rubbed his wrist subconsciously.

He froze in place.

Annoying.

Looking down, his wrists were empty.

But when he came to his senses, he found an extra watch. Well, he was confused in sleep and didn't notice it just now. He shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly.

But for some unknown reason, I began to feel uneasy in my heart.

"What's wrong?" Ye Chun poked his head out curiously, yawning, his long hair scattered on the sheets. He turned over with his legs spread out, not caring about his personal image or exposing himself. He still looked like a dried salted fish, lazy.

Kicked him.

"I'm hungry, go cook!"

"...Lazy dogs should just starve to death."

Ji Jue's face fell, but seeing her coming towards him and trying to be cute, he could only sigh helplessly, get dressed and get up.

The sun is shining outside the window.

The sky dome exhibition, the greenery, and the great weather.

There are circles on the calendar, marking the approaching wedding date and many other schedules. It is so busy.

Everything is so beautiful.

But Ji Jue always felt something was wrong.

It's like...something's lost.

But no matter how hard I tried to recall, I couldn't be sure what exactly I had forgotten. It was just that I instinctively felt that there was a gap or contradiction somewhere.

It's like opening your eyes and reaching for your phone only to find nothing.

A healthy person becomes disabled after a car accident. No matter how beautiful everything is, it is still difficult to accept the reality.

So much so that, in a trance, I couldn't help but start asking myself...

——Is this world real?

While busy preparing breakfast, he paused for a moment, lowered his eyes, and stared at the mirror-like blade, and even at the reflection of his own pupils.

From then on, in that pure darkness, a thought sprouted... and it is difficult to cut off!
Ji Jue woke up from his dream again.

It seemed like I had another dream, or like I had many dreams, but I couldn’t remember them clearly. I only remembered the interruptions and pains and the splitting headache.

He climbed out of bed tiredly, breathing heavily and sweating profusely.

"Master, your condition is very bad." The workshop spirit reminded: "The doctor said that you need to rest, otherwise the schizophrenia will become more and more serious."

Mercury's hand raised up, holding a handful of pills, and handed them over: "You should take your medicine."

"Ah, thanks."

Ji Jue picked up the warm water of just the right temperature and the pills and swallowed them. The medicine took effect quickly and the uneasiness and fear in his heart disappeared without a trace.

"You're welcome, Master."

The projection of the workshop spirit knelt and saluted: "This is what I should do."

"..."

Ji Jue was silent and blank, looking at her.

"Master?" Isis was puzzled.

"..."

Ji Jue was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Isis, why do you call me master?"

"Have you forgotten again?"

The workshop spirit replied: "I am your creation and your subordinate. Isn't it natural for me to call you my master?"

"Ah, perhaps."

Ji Jue sighed self-deprecatingly and shook his head: "I just feel a little awkward, but I can't put my finger on it."

Isis' tone was still gentle: "You can set other titles."

"Well, father?" Ji Jue's evil spirit came out. "No problem, father."

Isis nodded as a matter of course and answered.

His smile froze on his face.

silence.

"What's wrong, father..."

"Stop."

Ji Jue shook his head in disappointment. "It's getting boring, Isis."

"...I don't understand what you mean." Isis panicked: "Is there something I didn't do well enough? Please just tell me, I will..."

"I said stop."

Ji Jue's expression gradually disappeared, and he became indifferent: "You didn't do anything wrong, it's just that you are too boring now."

This shouldn't be the case.

This is not something you should be proud of.

This is not my companion.

this is not……

...Isis!

Snapped!
Ji Jue's head started to hurt again.

"Sir, you need to rest...Sir...Sir..."

Her voice became farther and farther away, and gradually disappeared.

There was a sound like a bubble bursting.

Again, again, again, again, again...

Ji Jue felt as if he had many dreams, many, many dreams, but he could not remember every one of them clearly. Only the uneasiness in his heart was rapidly expanding, followed by confusion, fear, and even anger.

And, as if engraved into the bones, doubts!

Is there something wrong with this world?
He walked aimlessly on the street, not knowing where he should go.

It's just that I subconsciously follow my instinct and move forward in vain...

"Xiao Ji, Xiao Ji, please come back soon and take a look."

Mother Lu's voice rang out over the phone, choking with sobs: "Xiaoling, Xiaoling is in trouble."

The phone hangs up.

It rang again.

"Ji Jue!" Ye Chun asked angrily, "I waited for you in the cinema for so long, and you actually cheated me!"

The phone hangs up.

Sister Ke Wen appeared again, looking sweaty, and grabbed his hand in such an awkward manner.

"Ji Jue, where have you been?"

She held her face gently: "Come back with me, okay? Everyone is worried about you, come with me..."

Ji Jue moved forward sluggishly and pushed her aside.

A cracking sound was heard.

The sky was full of cracks, like a glass ball on the verge of breaking. Was it originally like this? He couldn't tell. The ground behind him seemed to be breaking apart again. Someone was wailing, so familiar, as if he had heard it thousands or tens of thousands of times.

The world seemed to be twisting into something unfamiliar to me.

What's going on?
He walked forward like a zombie, forgetting the calls, the pleas and the shouts, and leaving everything behind.

Until I reached the end of the road and saw that familiar small building.

Even, the thin figure behind the window.

"teacher……"

Ji Jue whispered softly, like a drowning man looking for the last straw, and pushed open the door of the workshop.

"You look terrible, Ji Jue."

Ye Xian raised her eyes and looked over, mocking her without any sympathy or tenderness, "She's just like a stray dog ​​that can't find its home. I don't remember my students being this kind of person."

Such cold words, yet so reassuring.

It’s like seeing a ray of light while being submerged in the deep sea.

"Teacher, I have a question..."

Ji Jue forced a smile: "A question that has no answer."

"That's normal. Everyone has a lot of this kind of problem."

Ye Xian picked up the strong tea without caring, but listened silently, no matter how weird the guesses and assumptions were from his student's mouth.

Is the world fake?
It's so bizarre and so ridiculous.

"That's it, I understand."

She took a sip of the strong tea, put down the cup, and said calmly: "Maybe, who knows."

Ji Jue was stunned.

"Teacher, you..."

"You should understand, Ji Jue."

Ye Xian interrupted him abruptly: "If I am fake, then the me you imagined will not be able to tell the difference between dreams and reality, and will only think that you are talking nonsense.

If I were real, then you would undoubtedly be mad, delirious, and delusional at this moment.

In other words, whether it is true or false, you are destined to get no answer from me—"

He did not refute these insignificant delusions and fallacies at all, but stood from Ji Jue's perspective and sorted out everything he had thought about again.

"I can't help you at all, Ji Jue."

Ye Xian shook her head regretfully: "Well, if you were really in a dream, the me you imagined would definitely think the same, right?"

Ji Jue looked at her: "Teacher, can you give me some advice?"

But Ye Xian laughed and continued to mock.

"But am I Ye Xian, or am I the Ye Xian you imagined, Ji Jue? Is the advice I gave you just another conjecture of yours that is hard to disprove?"

Ye Xian did not answer, but asked more questions, without any sympathy or consideration, and bluntly criticized: "Non-existent things cannot disprove the way of ether, nor can they describe complete nothingness.

If everything is illusory, then how can illusion prove its own illusory nature? "

"You should be able to guess what 'I' would say when faced with such a situation... no matter if it's the real me or the fake me."

She looked at Ji Jue and told him indifferently:
"—after all, I have already taught you, haven't I?"

"Yes."

Ji Jue nodded decisively.

The prerequisite for waking up from a dream is the severance of consciousness and perception. As long as you return yourself to nothingness, nothingness will have no effect on nothingness.

The most thorough way to sever consciousness is...

“…It’s death.”

Ye Xian said.

If you are trapped in an irresistible illusion, if you are blinded by an impossible dream, then the last resistance you can use is to embrace the end.

When the soul faces death, it will experience a complete explosion.

At that time, the turbulent consciousness and self will burn like flames, causing all the past and memories to fall into chaos, and completely tearing apart all the falsehoods rooted in illusions!

Now, Ye Xian opened the drawer beside him and took out a bullet and a gun.

It was placed in front of Ji Jue.

"—This is what you came here to seek, right? A certain death, a way to not deceive yourself."

Ye Xian understood what Ji Jue was thinking.

If this is a dream, then Ye Xian in the dream will definitely provide such methods and tools!

"Hmm, I see. In your heart, Ye Xian, you must be able to give me a method, a tool that can kill me and make me never doubt...

Is this also an absolute premise rooted in cognition? "

Ye Xian's expression gradually became clear, as if he was surprised or feeling emotional, and he sighed silently.

In the students' minds, are they the kind of people who would decisively offer advice and help on death, without caring about the consequences at all?

But is this trust too outrageous and too strong?

I believe that the illusions in my dreams are better than myself.

It’s ridiculous.

It's too ridiculous...

It's totally unfunny.

"But, Ji Jue, don't forget the most crucial premise of this method."

Ye Xian said: "If this is really someone else's dream, then if you want to truly wake up from the dream, there must be a necessary condition -"

Absolute firmness, absolute certainty!
There must not be any wavering in your beliefs, and there must not be any doubt about yourself.

Otherwise, even if there is any trace of luck and hesitation, any bit of hesitation and delay, the dream will once again take advantage of the opportunity to sneak in!

Even, real death...

suicide.

"I see."

Ji Jue nodded solemnly.

No more hesitation.

That look...

For a moment, Ye Xian seemed to want to say something, but in the end, all he could say were cold words: "Do you need help?"

"No need."

Ji Jue laughed, "Why do you have to test me at the end, teacher?"

If you want to truly get rid of all this, then you must do it yourself, and never let others do it for you...

The last question was a teacher’s attempt to retain the student.

"sorry."

He apologized softly, picked up the pistol on the table, opened it, loaded the bullet, pulled the barrel, loaded the bullet, and then put it to his forehead.

Finally, he looked up at the person across the table.

There was no stopping, no scolding, just a calm look at him.

"You should understand that no matter how determined you are, to me, you are just a mad student who wants to commit suicide...

As a teacher, I shouldn’t let it go, but as a craftsman, I shouldn’t stop it.”

Ye Xian looked at him and suddenly asked, "Is there anything else you want to say, Ji Jue?"

Ji Jue laughed softly.

"Thank you for your hard work in the end, teacher."

Ye Xian remained silent and closed her eyes.

Bang!
At that moment, Ji Jue pulled the trigger.

Blood splattered, bullets flew, and he fell backwards.

The spiritual essence dissipated and breathing stopped.

But there was a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

death.

But with Ji Jue's death, Ye Xian's expression moved slightly and he raised his head.

The sound of the earth breaking and the sky collapsing was heard. Outside the window, the familiar scenery was rapidly dimming and fading, and was quickly swallowed up and annihilated by the darkness.

Everything is dissipating quickly.

Like a bubble that bursts and evaporates under the scorching sun.

"...Haha, you really guessed it right."

Ye Xian sighed suddenly and ignored the annihilation and nothingness that was roaring towards him. However, at the last moment, he looked at Ji Jue.

Ji Jue disappeared without a trace.

Only a trace of blood remained in the void.

So brilliant.

She couldn't help but smile and admired sincerely:
"Well done, Ji Jue!"

If it was the real Ye Xian...the real me, I would definitely say this at this moment, right?

'Ye Xian' closed his eyes.

Along with the dream, it disappeared into the darkness of nothingness.

(End of this chapter)