The so-called "brain in a vat" is an extremely terrifying experimental conjecture: the brain is cut off from the body and placed in a vat containing a nutrient solution to maintain the brain's survival. The nerve endings of the brain are connected to special signal-generating equipment.

On the machine, this signal-generating device transmits information to the brain according to specific instructions, so that people can maintain the illusion that everything is completely normal.

For that person, it seems that people, objects, and the sky still exist, and their own movements and body sensations can exist through input from the outside world. At the same time, this person's brain can also be input or intercept memory.

In other words, he thought he was alive, but in fact he was already dead.

There will be no secrets, no truth, and that person's life... will just be an interesting game in the eyes of bystanders.

The Lord of Gloomy Cold Bones once accidentally mentioned this hypothesis to Ye Kong. At that time, he just thought that this kind of experiment would be interesting... He never thought that one day he would become a "man in a vat"

"Brain". Even just thinking about it makes him feel hopeless - in that kind of life, not only will everything he experiences be the imaginary pain of others, but he will also never be able to reach the ultimate goal he wants.

Even for him, there is no hope for such a future.

Without real life, there is no living.

"No... Lord Yekong, I didn't intend to betray, I am just the one who unites all things..." When he thought of such a terrible future, the inner defense built by the Lord of Gloomy Bones collapsed in an instant, and he almost immediately gave up his dignity and began to bow his head.

beg for mercy.

"I have some understanding of the old gods... They don't care about us like ants at all, so naturally they won't force you to do anything... There's no need to shirk responsibility. What I decided to do - who can

Block it? Who dares to block it?" Ye Kong snorted coldly.

The next moment, the power of the night sky poured into the head like a crushing force, easily breaking through the ineffective defense, completely destroying the vision of the Lord of the Gloomy Cold Bones, and the eyes of the Lord of the Gloomy Cold Bones suddenly became pitch black.

"Ah - don't... that will be hell..." His vision was deprived, and the gloomy Lord of Cold Bones let out a shrill scream.

"Oh, you were planning to push this world into hell with your own hands... Then it's not an exaggeration if I create a real hell for you... right?" The dark power surged, forming a locking place.

The prison of a head, and even the last scream of the gloomy Lord of Cold Bones came to an abrupt end.

The mountain king who watched all this said with a complicated expression: "Sir..."

Although the Mountain King has always disliked the Lord of the Gloomy Cold Bones, seeing that the Lord of the Gloomy Cold Bones, who was also a "general", met such an end, the Mountain King could not say that he was saddened by the death of a rabbit, and he still felt a little uncomfortable.

"The battle between the two old gods... was really exciting..." Ye Kong clapped his hands gently, as if he didn't intend to continue discussing the matter of the gloomy Lord of Bones. It was hard to tell what the expression on his face was at this moment.

mean.

The mountain king was a bit unpredictable in the night sky: "Why not stop them? Once the gravediggers leave, we will lose another general."

"I do have the ability to stop them. Even if that boy can immediately digest all the power of the Gray Wing King and the Nameless Mist in his body, I am still sure to defeat him."

Ye Kong said calmly, "But for some reason... I don't want to face that person named Qi Rui."

The mountain king was even more confused: "What happened to that man...?"

"This is not a problem you need to worry about, it's just some old things that are not worth mentioning." Yekong shook his head and continued, "Moreover, our Huangquan purpose has always been very simple - what makes those in the Dengying family

If the guys who reek of rotten corpses are unhappy, we will do something... If these people go back, the Dengying family will not be happy, right?"

"That's right..." The Mountain King has never been good at thinking, so he gave up thinking directly, "It's a pity that our ultimate weapon was solved by such an inexplicable thing."

"Isn't the same thing true for the Dengying family?" Yekong chuckled, "This can be considered a lesson. We long for more powerful power, but we must not continue to pray to the old gods in the universe for power...'The Original Chaos

Let’s stop the nuclear plan.”

"Yes." The Mountain King completely agrees with this. He has seen with his own eyes the indescribable thing that traveled through the infinite galaxy. The words "invincible" cannot describe the shock of that moment. Now that the dust has settled, he is filled with excitement.

I am glad that the arrival of the true form of the One who unites all things has been prevented.

At that moment, the world was really on the edge of the cliff that was about to fall towards destruction.

What is ridiculous is that the person who saved the world was not the indigenous people of this world, but another tyrannical old god.

Yekong looked up at the sky and sighed leisurely: "Let's go and return to the edge of hell. Since the plan to summon the old gods to possess our experimental subjects has to be terminated, in order to fight against the Dengying family's secret weapon

, we have only one way to go - to create an ultimate creature that is better than Lin."

…

Xiao Yao carried Elizabeth forward as gently as possible. It seemed that in order to wake herself up, the girl had exhausted all the remaining energy. After walking a short distance, Xiao Yao couldn't stand still. Xiao Yao carried her on his back.

After a while, the girl fell asleep.

Elizabeth's body is very light, and it is not uncomfortable for Xiao Yao to carry this kind of weight on her back. She just feels a little distressed... How many things have she been carrying during this period...

"Xiao Yao... I remember this is the direction I originally explained?" Dong Bin held it in for a long time, but still couldn't hold back and spoke.

Xiao Yao is a slightly more mature person than his peers, which Dong Bin has always been familiar with. But now Xiao Yao is mature...or maybe the vicissitudes of life have made him a little confused. It's like he has been separated for many years.

, the old friend returned when he was still a young man...but he had already gone through the hardships of the world of mortals.

In the illusion created by the remaining power of the nameless fog, what did Xiao Yao see?

Xiao Yao turned back to look at Dong Bin. Although the strange texture on his face faded, the dark circles under his eyes that seemed to have been pricked by countless needles stubbornly remained. He didn't know how long it would take to slowly heal.

Moreover, coupled with the pair of bottomless eyes, people would not want to look at Xiao Yao at all.

"No need," Xiao Yao said softly, "I can already open the channel by myself."

"Open the channel on your own? Your power... By the way, your current level is also an exception." Qi Rui said slightly.

Nodding slightly, he realized that he could no longer see through Xiao Yao.

"Yes, I am already an exception now. The power left in my body by the nameless fog... Although it has not been completely digested, it is not a big deal to temporarily use the power of the old gods to tear the shackles of space.

Difficult things." Although Xiao Yao didn't know the specific details of how Huang Quan opened the door to the two worlds, since he could forcibly tear open the passage by using his old level of detachment from this world, he didn't need to think about Huang Quan's method.

"That is to say, you have a way to open the door to reality?" Dong Bin asked a little surprised.

"Let's give it a try. I feel that since I am already an exception, my strength should be enough..." Xiao Yao took a few deep breaths and focused his eyes on one point.

There were no overly exaggerated light and shadow effects, nor any enigmatic chants. Xiao Yao just thought: There needs to be a door to go home... and then that door appeared.

The edges of the torn space were shimmering with light. Although it was impossible to know where the door led to, one could truly feel the breath of home coming from the other side of the door.

Dong Bin took the lead and walked into the door first, Xiao Yao followed closely with Elizabeth on his back, and Qi Rui stood in front of the door with some hesitation.

One hundred years have passed, long enough for everything he has experienced in the past to change.

For a long time, he took a deep breath and abandoned all worries. No matter what... he had to go back. He needed to go back to fulfill some long-forgotten vows - "Okay, it's time to go... Those things I deliberately made

Who are the people who have been forgotten...?"

A hundred years later, I will forget you at a glance. Who has made a vow lightly?

For a hundred years, you have buried your bones in the mud under the spring, while I have sent you to the world with my head covered with snow.

…

"One hundred years..." Dengying Lushan, regarded by the entire Dengying family as the "closest to God" family leader, rarely and unobstructedly showed some fragile emotions that only humans have.

He silently raised his wine glass, and the red wine sloshing in the glass was like clear blood. On the not very gorgeous dining table in front of him, there were simply a few dishes of side dishes that had gone cold, just like...a hundred years ago.

.

But two of the three chairs beside the table are empty... they have been empty for many years.

There is no one else here, and he will not show the weakest side of his heart in front of others. He needs a strong and iron-blooded self, and the Dengying family also needs such a god-like self.

Just my old self and my friends... maybe they would feel lonely like this, right?

Loneliness is an emotion I haven't felt for a long, long time since I became a passer-by.

There is a saying in an ancient text - There is a loquat tree in the garden. My wife planted it when she died. Now it is as tall as a canopy.

If I had planted a tree by myself, then that tree must have towered into the sky now. Time flies so fast, all my feelings are buried in Jiu'an forever, and buried in the past forever.

"Here's to you." Dengying Lushan took a shallow sip. For the last time, he only allowed himself to be so cowardly one last time.
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