Superbase Evolution

Chapter 679 Is the world we see the same?

The thing that was picked out was a very thin silk product, so thin that it was transparent, even more transparent and thinner than plastic wrap.

It was just a small ball of something as big as a fist, but when it was picked out and spread out, it was actually several dozen square meters in size, and there were densely embroidered words on it.

"Is the world in your eyes the same world as the world in my eyes?" Lin Shen felt a little puzzled when he saw the first sentence.

"Since you can read these words, I think the world you see is somewhat different from that of ordinary people." Lin Shen continued reading.

"I don't know what the world is like in the eyes of others. Since I was a child, everyone around me has told me what the world is like, but the world I see is different from what they say. I once suspected that there was something wrong with my brain. I was the alien who was different from others, an incurable patient. In the end, I chose to live in an imaginary world, in the world they talked about..."

The more Lin Shen read, the more he felt that this was like the autobiography of a mentally ill person. The sentences in it were very messy, and some parts were even incoherent.

The person who left these words has always been saying that the world he sees is different from the world others see.

Although he knew that the other person might be sick, Lin Shen's curiosity was still aroused. He couldn't help but continue watching, wanting to know how the world in this person's eyes was different from the world in the eyes of a normal person.

"Until one day, I came here, and I suddenly realized that maybe this world is not as they said, maybe the world I see is the real world..." The handwriting became very sloppy here, and it seemed that the other party was very excited when he embroidered these words.

"From then on, I firmly believed that everything I saw was real. However, in order not to be regarded as an alien and to prevent people around me from looking at me as a monster, I chose to spend my whole life acting and playing a normal person in their eyes."

"I succeeded. They all thought that my disease was cured and I could live like a normal person. But I was the only one who knew that they were wrong. They were the abnormal ones. They were the ones who were sick..."

"I have spent my entire life trying to find a truly normal person like me, but until the end of my life, I still haven't found a normal person like me."

"The world is sick, everyone is sick, but they don't know they are sick, and I am the only one who is not sick. The world is so absurd. When everyone is wrong and only you are right, then the right thing becomes wrong..."

Although the text is written very simply and without too much emotional description, between the lines, Lin Shen can still feel a strong sense of unwillingness and loneliness.

Lin Shen recalled a book he had read, which seemed to have this sentence: "I stood in a sea of people, looking around in confusion. Why couldn't my eyes reflect a figure of the same kind? Are my eyes sick?"

"I have written down my true understanding of this world in a form that this world can understand, and turned it into a so-called technique. If someone can master this technique, perhaps they can see the world that I see."

"But I was disappointed once again. No one could master my technique. It was like they couldn't see the world I saw. They thought this technique was just nonsense and could not be mastered at all."

“Even though I tried every possible means and found some so-called geniuses to practice my techniques, they couldn’t even get started… Am I really wrong… Am I sick? No, I’m not sick, I know I’m not sick, they are the ones who are sick. Just because they can’t see the real world doesn’t mean that the real world doesn’t exist… Since I can see the real world… then there must be people like me who can see the real world…” The following content became more and more confusing, even a little incoherent, repeating again and again that he was not sick, but the world was sick.

"My life is almost coming to an end. I don't have time to look for my kind, so I created this statue of the living dead. If there is a healthy person who can come here, open the statue of the living dead, and see what I left behind, then please believe that you are not sick, and you are not wrong. It is this world that is sick, and it is those patients who are wrong..."

Lin Shen tried hard to summarize the messy content below. Apart from the crazy words he said, the following content was the technique he created.

"Why don't you tell me what kind of world you have seen!" Lin Shen was anxious, but this person just didn't say anything.

According to his understanding, the fact that the person could find something inside the statue of the living dead meant that he was a normal person like him, and there was no need for him to say anything more.

As for the techniques he left behind, they are the tools he has been researching, hoping that patients can use them to treat their illnesses and ultimately see the world for what it truly is.

"It seems that this person is really a psychopath." Lin Shen felt that this person talked about all sorts of nonsense and there was nothing substantial at all. What else could he be but a psychopath?

But when Lin Shen saw the treatment techniques he had developed, he was shocked.

This technique, which he casually called a treatment method, has no name. The first sentence of the article is "Human beings are not humans, but a kind of stitched monster, an aggregate of many lives... This stitching is not a simple patchwork, but a more complex structure. You only need to find the connection points of the structure to easily control or even split them..."

Lin Shen felt that although what he said before was a bit strange, it was not impossible to understand it with scientific concepts.

But the more I watch, the weirder and more outrageous it seems.

"The patient can't see the connection points, so I use the living dead stone statue and the energy here to create a suture circuit diagram that ordinary people can see, so that it is easier for the patient to understand. In fact, the suture circuit diagram cannot truly represent the suture structure, but in order to make the patient understand, this is also a last resort, just like drawing a three-dimensional organism into two dimensions. This is a way of expressing dimensionality reduction, but this is all I can do..."

Lin Shen continued to look down and his expression became strange, because the connection points that this person wanted others to understand were actually the acupuncture points he saw.

There was even a human body diagram below, with all the acupuncture points clearly marked on it, and it was exactly the same as what Lin Shen had seen.

“No way…” Lin Shen was horrified.

He originally thought that this was a lunatic, but now he actually saw what a lunatic could see. Could it be that he was also a lunatic?

(End of this chapter)