The mangy head broke into a cold sweat, and screams came from two floors below from time to time. He opened the curtains and closed the windows and then the sound stopped, in order to calm himself down.
Anonymous stared at this strange thing that could not be destroyed by power, and fell into deep thought.
"Obviously."
"Truth is something beyond three."
"It's the opposite."
"This thing is beyond three."
"But since it can be described by you, it is also logical."
"But due to insufficient computing power, it cannot be interpreted."
"As long as we have enough computing power and analyze all knowledge types, can we get the truth?"
Anonymous only felt a huge headache.
"Not really."
"The reason why it's beyond three."
"When you analyze, the knowledge you gain will also produce knowledge."
"The truth is invisible."
"All you get is fallacy."
"Falsehood is also invisible."
"Because you can't use truth as a reference, you can't know what a fallacy is."
"Hold."
"Welcome to the Deep."
"It's all fucking crazy people, all covered in chaos."
"Everyone is eager to find their own essence, but they don't know why they are looking for it or what they will do after they find it. It's so damn sad."
The man continued to suck the powder made by crushing his conscious soul to calm his mind.
“The fallacy is invisible?”
"Then how can this thing materialize?"
The more Lezitou said, the anonymous person also had some fear towards the black aggregate.
"How the hell do I know?"
"That's probably true."
"You know there are some people who have unparalleled wisdom and can break through the shackles of three, but they die violently because of their great power. What they leave behind, the wisdom of the master, the knowledge of the madman, whatever is good."
"I understand!"
"Is such that!"
"That's it!"
"These damn perverts and lunatics, every time one of them comes into contact with the truth for a short time, using this as a reference, fallacies will inevitably be born."
"It's the end of the world, brother."
"The Deep Realm is almost over."
"There's a party down there, have a good time and die, I'm hosting it, it's free."
"Hold."
"These successive psychopaths have filled everything with falsehoods over the course of eternity. This may be the cause of the outbreak of strange disasters."
"The invisible truth itself."
"Through these fallacies."
"The original chaos is about to complete itself."
"All the madmen who have killed a thousand swords are activated..."
"Abyss of Stars."
"Everyone needs to fucking die!"
"Holy shit, man, it's over."
"destiny……"
"Destiny connects everyone."
"It's like a collective unconsciousness syndrome."
That strange sword, with its hundreds of tumbling and wriggling lips, actually spoke.
Speaking in unison, majestic, weak, charming, cold, immature, mature, different voices.
Happy or desperate, angry or howling.
But they all repeat the same sentence.
"Sir."
"Everything is under control."
"Sir."
…
…
…
Half an hour later.
Anonymous and Jinjia were wandering aimlessly on the streets of the ruined city. There was still a while before the game started, and there was plenty of time to fool around.
After leaving Lezitou, Anonymous put the "fallacy" in the corner of his personal space.
Jinjia saw that he was restless and seemed to be in a daze, so he felt relieved.
"Actually, don't worry about it."
"That guy has always been a nervous wreck."
"Soul-eater, you know it."
"My brain is not very normal, and what I said was just crazy things."
"What's more, in this wilderness, imprisonment makes it worse."
"Before coming to the wasteland, he used to be a librarian."
"Also a fan of fantasy."
"If the BUFF stack is full, it belongs to you."
"Don't worry about it at all."
"The time that exists in the deep realm can no longer be described with numbers. It is conceptual and eternal."
"Eternity is indelible."
"No need to worry at all."
Jinjia explained like this, there are probably three types of people who are the craziest in the deep world. One is the soul-eating devil, because it is normal to become insane after swallowing the conscious soul for a long time, and the other is the librarian. This kind of position is safe.
They are very sexual and can often stay in bed for a long time. There are also a lot of idle books written by unknown people to read, and they are often very perverted. As for the last kind of fantasy, not to mention it, it is the damage to the senses caused by the classics, which leads to confusion in judgment and cognition.
.
That leper has all three buffs stacked up, so it is unlikely that he will say anything wise.
"Eternal..."
"That is infinite."
"In order to reach the present moment, we must go through an infinite wait."
"But infinite waiting is impossible."
"This is knowledge and logic."
"Is it also a fallacy?"
It was difficult for Anonymous to explain his current mood. He was extremely eager to find Selene, but the communication device here failed, and he could only wait until the end of Fury Road.
I spent tens of thousands of dollars on it.
Bought a fucking doomsday prophecy.
So fucked.
"It's like a factory."
"Same as a factory."
Anonymous suddenly started talking nonsense.
"Feel sorry?"
Jinjia was speechless.
"Everyone keeps the machine running."
"But what exactly does the machine produce?"
"we do not know."
"It has nothing to do with us."
"Once you try to understand the true value of the machine."
"It will be destroyed."
Anonymous caught something very crucial, perhaps something he already knew in his reincarnation.
"you are right."
"I don't understand, it's none of my business..."
Jinjia thought that the nameless person was bewitched by the maniac head, and began to feel a little irritable.
"No."
"This has everything to do with you."
"It's closely related to everyone, including me."
"Machines are things without will and cannot reflect on themselves."
"It just solidifies itself more and more."
"Until the will of all men is destroyed."
"And we have been wiped out. We are all just empty obsessions and walking zombies."
"Even if this machine is destroyed."
"I can't understand the true value of the machine either."
"I'm just going crazy."
"To put an end to the chaos."
"Destroy the SCT weirdos..."
"Even if we eliminate them, it won't make any sense."
"before that."
"The only way is to find your own essence first."
Anonymous said this, as if the power of his previous life was activated, a powerful idea, or a curse or a lie, driving him.
Jinjia was frightened by his terrifying aura at this moment.