MTL - To Four Thousand Years Later-v5 Chapter 72 This is where the problem lies

Forty-two has fully understood the thinking mode of the other side. He is not human, nor does he consider himself to be. But thinking in a human way.

This sense of dislocation is the root cause of Bi An's mistakes.

The essence of the other shore is a spiritual life form born from Leonardo's brain. He's not even artificial intelligence. Therefore, although there is no human body on the other side. He never grew up in a human social circle...but he can understand human psychology and think like a human being.

But his heart, his habits, his aesthetics, and his "character" are all borrowed. It's like when the other side is playing a certain game, his protagonist in the game is playing another game. And he got a full-level **** outfit in this game of this game... Then of course he can push it over. But in fact, the other side actually doesn't know what game the "protagonist" is controlling, what are the details of this game, what skills are there, and what effects are they. He only knows whether the protagonist's "strength" can get through the dungeon. In other words, he cannot "learn" in the human way. No matter how many times he plays, Higan will not have a deeper understanding of the game in this game... because he doesn't even know what the game screen looks like.

If the game suddenly undergoes a large difficulty adjustment, and the other side operates it by itself, it will almost certainly pass the level. But in front of the other side, there is no such option. He can only watch "Insufficient strength, unable to pass the level" because his protagonist is Leonardo. The other side has no sensory organs belonging to human beings and no human social relations. He has no parents, not even a kin, and no animal fear of death and destruction. Because Bian Yiri is essentially a "spiritual life form" imitating Leonardo's actions. His fear of death is imitating Leonardo; his beauty is also imitating Leonardo, His speech, tone, movements, gestures... are all exactly the same as Leonardo. He calls it but the difference is that if Leonardo continues to live, he will continue to change and undergo new changes. When he came to modern society, changes had already taken place. After that, everything and everyone he met changed more or less.

He changed the world as he did each of his past incarnations. at the same time. The world changed him too. But the other side will not. The "humanity" he holds will never stop in Leonardo's generation. In a sense, there is really no problem calling him Leonardo. But he is not the resurrected Leonardo, but the "dead Leonardo".

- This is the root of the problem.

The other side is not human, but it is thinking in a human way. At the same time, he doesn't think he is a human being, and he doesn't stand on the standpoint of a human being...but he decides the fate of human beings by himself. Forty-two rebuked softly: "You are not a fish, so don't worry about water quality and offspring for fish. In the world of fish, these problems don't exist.

But all my ideas come from you, Father. "

The other shore was silent for a long time before replying in confusion: "If you are wrong, then who should I listen to now? If you are right, then am I using the right to oppose the right now? Forty-two sighs He breathed a sigh of relief: "How can there be so many absolute right and wrong in the world. Whether it is right or wrong requires specific analysis of specific issues, and the standards and concepts that should be held in different eras will naturally be different.

"It's not human barbarism or civilization, nor depravity or purity, it's just that the times are different. Human beings are creatures that can only live in one era. They will look for a different human being from the past to contradict themselves... In this way, we can establish and maintain the firmness of our own will and ideas.” They would say that ancient people were ignorant, backward, and barbaric. But if the priests of Solomon's time-they were already top-notch wise men and wise men in that era-they would think that in the final analysis, what is now is nothing more than "non-self". Because you are different from yourself, you have to belittle, scold, and despise...and after a certain extreme, you will become worship, fanaticism, and support.

In essence, it is to make these people or viewpoints that are different from yourself, further away from your own life.

He has seen a lot, and the memories of more than three thousand years have passed through his mind. Countless languages, countless voices, countless people, and countless arguments. And now they are all gone. Not many people can even remember their names... Only Forty and the Demon Gods can remember their appearance. Add at most one other shore. Even Forty-two's own memory has been blurred a lot. Everything before the spiritual awakening has begun to dissipate.

This small office is already one of the few remaining memories of "Zheng Fu".

...so tiny.

Everything is so small and fleeting. Time is the greatest miracle and the most powerful and irreversible force. The other side was silent for a long time. In the end he honestly shook his head... I don't quite get it.

"Few people can understand, but it doesn't matter. Many people are blind and don't think, exploitation still exists, the gap between rich and poor is widening, commercial monopoly and entertainment industrialization, discrimination against bionics and synthetics... all these problems are The disabilities that exist in this era are by-products of civilization, useless waste.

"And you see them as civilization itself, as human vices, inescapable mistakes.'

This is where the problem lies.

At this point, the surrounding space suddenly began to fade and collapse. The corners of the room began to seep into other spaces. On the other side, there was a little pained expression on his face, and he covered his forehead.

…I have to go, Father.

With some reluctant whisper, he staggered to his feet: "I will come later...

But Forty-Two just sat on the seat and nodded, not moving at all, just calmly looking at the other side.

"You can only pass this level by yourself," Forty-Two said softly, "I probably know what you are going through. But I can't help you. Come on, kid.

"Remember to come back when you have successfully eliminated the difficulties. I still have an important project here that needs your help.

Well, I'll be back to work overtime then. The other side was silent for a while, then nodded reluctantly.

The next moment, the space on the other side collapsed instantly. Forty-two was directly kicked back offline. Forty-two sighed silently.