There is no doubt that Orochimaru fell into Tsukuyomi's illusion. Lanno weaved the most wonderful dream for him. Illusion is such a thing. If you want to truly change a person, you don't have to inflict pain on the other person, especially someone like Tsukuyomi.
Illusion, in the Tsukuyomi space, time is almost infinite. As long as the environment is real enough, you can use real experiences to change a person.
This is a very simple truth. Does a person's experience from one to five years old have a greater impact on him, or does his experience from six to forty years old have a greater impact? If this is not intuitive enough, does a person's experience from six to sixty years old have a greater impact on him?
What about ten years old?
A person's character is shaped by his experiences. If the experiences in reality are not worth mentioning compared to the experiences in dreams, then this person's character is shaped by the experiences in dreams.
Orochimaru has been in a dream for more than two hundred years. Fortunately, Lan Nuo's eyes are eternal kaleidoscopes, otherwise he would have been blind to construct a Tsukuyomi space comparable to the real world.
However, Orochimaru's tolerance for loneliness was stronger than Lanno imagined. In the 315th year of Konoha, Orochimaru established colonies on four rocky planets in the solar system and established a research institute on a large gaseous planet.
, and even tested particle collisions in orbit around the sun and conducted artificial black hole experiments.
Faced with Orochimaru's various experiments, Lanno could only make him up or stuff the physics knowledge learned from other worlds into the Tsukuyomi space. Fortunately, he has experienced many worlds and has pushed technology to the highest level.
It's quite profound, otherwise Orochimaru might have discovered the flaw.
However, as time goes by, Orochimaru's speed in promoting technological breakthroughs has gradually slowed down. On the one hand, Lanno has raised the threshold of technology research and development, and on the other hand, Orochimaru's enthusiasm for unknown exploration has gradually declined.
There may be some unknown things in this world that make him curious, but these are the only things worthy of his attention. No one can be his companion anymore. When he encounters problems on the unknown road, there is no one to turn to.
There was no one to share the results he had achieved. On this endless road, he missed Lan Nuo more and more, the disciple who rejected the inhumane art of immortality.
Nowadays, Orochimaru has developed a technique of longevity that does not require trampling on ethics and morals, but other people who have used this technique, even if they have gained a long life, still indulge in human beings' vulgar tastes, and some even live for several years.
A hundred years later, thinking has completely fallen into silence. It can only be like artificial intelligence, doing fixed things every day and responding to fixed stimuli. There are no miracles and no surprises.
Six hundred years after Konoha, Orochimaru, who arrived in the Proxima galaxy via an interstellar spacecraft, sat alone on a newly landed rock planet, watching the blue sun slowly setting in the distance, feeling that his thinking had become somewhat rigid.
, just like those who have lived for too long and have become artificial intelligence.
When he came to a new galaxy, not only was no one's mind able to keep up with him, but no one's body could even keep up with him. The minds of those who went on the interstellar voyage with him were all silenced, and he was the only one who succeeded.
He arrived at the planet next door, but he was not sure whether he could return to the galaxy where he started alone.
As the blue sun completely sank into the horizon, Orochimaru slowly closed his eyes. He was too tired and wanted to take a rest.
…
Plop... Orochimaru, who had just finished performing the Orochimaru-style Substitution Technique and taught Lan Nuo and Anko, fainted suddenly. Anko was startled and leaned over cautiously, reaching out to test his breathing: "
Teacher, wake up! What happened? Well..."
"It's okay, your teacher is just too tired." Lan Nuo casually carried Orochimaru on his shoulders and sent him back to the underground laboratory.
Half asleep and half awake, Orochimaru finally woke up, and then felt a severe headache. This feeling was too unfamiliar. In the dream, he had already transformed all the sensations in his body into self-regulatory ones, so that now
The headache actually made him groan.
His body also felt extremely strange to him, just like the frail body he used more than five hundred years ago. It didn't even have a blood successor's limit, let alone the power of the blood successor's snare and the ten-tails jinchūriki.
Already.
"What's wrong with me?" Orochimaru sat up, covering his painful head.
"You just woke up." Lan Nuo was sitting next to his bed. When Orochimaru saw him, his eyes were blank at first, then stunned, and finally ecstatic: "You're not dead yet! I knew you wouldn't die.
Yes! Neither reincarnation nor reincarnation can resurrect you, I should have known better!"
Seeing that Orochimaru was about to hug him and strangle him with his tongue, Lan Nuo quickly stopped him: "Aren't you awake yet? You just had a long, long dream. I have never died, and neither have you.
The mind is dead due to the long interstellar voyage."
Orochimaru frowned. For a moment, it was hard to believe that what he was experiencing was an illusion. No one had ever used Tsukuyomi in this way. Everything he experienced in the illusion was too real. The real way was every plant and every animal.
They all have different genes, and each elementary particle has unique characteristics.
"No, you are my dream, you are the existence I imagined. Have you really been too lonely these years to have such a bizarre dream?" Orochimaru rubbed his forehead, thinking
Let yourself wake up: "But it's not bad to see you so real."
Lan Nuo sighed, he knew it would turn out like this. The story of Zhuang Zhou dreaming of butterflies and butterflies sounds very incredible, but only when you actually practice this kind of thing will you find that the parties involved have no way to confirm it.
One side is reality.
"Whether you think this world is real or fake, you can't go back to the world you once were. No matter what, now you have a chance to do it again. You can choose to conquer the world with powerful power, and then be superior to others.
With a posture that is superior to all living beings, exploring the endless unknown alone, or whether you choose to lead more people, get rid of vulgar taste, and join us on the path of exploring the truth, it all depends on your own decision."
Lan Nuo patted Orochimaru's shoulder, who was still confused: "What seekers like us need most is not money, power, and strength. What we need most is actually the wisdom of our peers. You can feel it, too."
, when you become the master of the entire human race, if there is no wisdom that can accompany you, the entire human race will be just a group of NPCs and a bunch of dispensable data to you. Become the administrator of such a bunch of data,
Is it really worth pursuing?”
"My Healing Game"
Lan Nuo reached out to Orochimaru: "This time, the physical rules of the world will be completely different, and the personalities of the people you get along with will also be very different. Your previous experience no longer has any reference significance. Facing a brand new world, you
Do you have the courage to start from scratch and walk with me again?"
Orochimaru licked his lips habitually: "Although this is not the first time I have dreamed of going back to the past, this time it is so real that I can't tell the difference!"
His pale white palm stretched out and held Lan Nuo's hand.
