After the apple had danced for who knows how many times, Hugo finally couldn't bear it any longer. This was a completely unreasonable space of consciousness!
From God's perspective and with Schiller's explanation, this compositional relationship is not complicated. To put it bluntly, this is actually the embodiment of Schiller's thinking.
For example, the "upside-down tower" represents Schiller's perspective-taking process, "self-control represents his choice when facing temptation", and the unnamed building block theater represents his way of entertaining himself, boredom.
The square... Anyway, it represents boredom.
These thoughts and emotions are common to everyone. If these were replaced by an ordinary person, it might be the same. For example, the process of learning knowledge is embodied as a library, and the process of self-reflection is embodied as a meditation room.
etc.
But this is only from the perspective of God in a high dimension. If a time traveler is suddenly thrown into these rooms, he will be confused and not know what is going on.
Hugo had very sufficient professional knowledge, and he also knew that this should be the embodiment of Schiller's thinking, but he had no idea what these things represented.
From his perspective, he was first transported to a hospital full of crazy doctors, then subjected to various tortures and finally woken up by a shock.
After waking up, he went to an office again. A voice inexplicably instructed him to detonate a bomb, and then he woke up again with a fright.
I found myself kidnapped again by a brick man with green hair and C-shaped hands. This time he was pulled out before I could wake up.
Then he was transported to a void space and watched an apple dance more than 600 times.
If this story is written into a certain literary work, many readers will definitely comment that this kind of stream of consciousness is still a bit premature for carbon-based organisms.
If the first scene can be understood as the embodiment of Schiller’s obsession with work and the problems in communicating with patients, the second scene can also be understood as the unsatisfactory and difficult work experience encountered at work.
The third scene can be easily interpreted as some childhood fantasies about fishing...
But Hugo really couldn't imagine it. What does an apple dance more than 600 times mean?
What exactly does it represent?
What else could this mean?!
What the hell does this fucking thing mean?
Hugo gave up, or he was desperate.
But this is normal. Anyone who looks at an apple with arms and legs and performs for him all the ballet and opera repertoire that can be performed by classical music and dance music in the world will have similar emotions. It cannot be said that
It's a surge of emotion, and it can also be said to be a great enlightenment.
But before he despairs, there is one last thing he can do. Hugo has not forgotten it. He also has a machine button that can affect people's emotions and bring out the most fearful things in people's hearts.
Finally, Hugo has not forgotten his line: "Let me see, what is your greatest fear?"
The moment he pressed the button, the whole world fell silent. Everyone in the audience turned their heads to look at their surroundings, and then realized that nothing happened.
"Did your experiment fail? It looks like the passage to deeper consciousness has not been opened."
"No... maybe it's already opened, but..." Schiller stood up again, and then led everyone to the entrance of the theater. He opened the door - there were high-altitude clouds outside.
An unstoppable strong wind blew in, but Victor still took a look from the side. He found that the door changed into the shape of a cabin window, and there was a clearly visible airplane wing outside the window.
"What's your biggest fear: flying?"
Schiller shook his head, and then others saw that the clouds began to become thinner and thinner, the plane was gradually descending, and the city below gradually enlarged. The plane flew lower and lower, and finally landed smoothly.
"Then what?" Yin Wensi asked, somewhat confused.
"I'm afraid not of flying, but of the smooth landing of that plane."
"If one day I feel a turbulence and then wake up from my dream and find that I am sitting on the seat of the plane, all this is just a dream I had during the flight..."
Schiller shook his head and said: "...That would be terrible."
No one else understood what he meant. Only Jack said: "What a surprising and wonderful dream, but then you have to stand up from the chair, get your luggage, greet the flight attendant, and then leave.
After you get off the plane, where are you going to go next? I don't know, but it must be doing something ordinary and boring..."
"A person who is afraid of ordinary life, but pretends to be an ordinary person..." Jack clicked his tongue and said, "Okay, it's a bit funny..."
"But it's not as funny as a person who is afraid of bats but wants to pretend to be one, hahahahaha!"
At this moment, a rabbit hole appeared in front of several people. Schiller said to Jack: "Stop laughing, get to work, and don't forget the deal between the two of us."
"You don't expect me to jump into this rabbit hole, do you?" Jack also looked at Schiller and said, the two of them stared at each other, and finally Schiller snapped his fingers.
In an instant, the clothes Jack was wearing turned into a blue and white Lolita dress. The clown took a look at the clothes he was wearing, and then continued to stare at Schiller. Schiller also stared at him and said: "This dress is not enough."
Is it suitable for the rabbit hole? Which version of Alice in Wonderland are you watching?”
Vince Yin covered his eyes, as if he thought Jack's costume was very eye-catching. He said: "No matter which one of you is crazy, if you don't let him go quickly, I will go crazy!"
"Why is it not a rabbit that jumps into the rabbit hole?" Cobblet asked, and Victor answered him: "This is what I emphasized to you before, the importance of reading. I also have a gold-bound version of "Alice" there.
"Dream in Wonderland", I will give it to you later."
Jack and Schiller were still in a stalemate, and finally Schiller said: "How about I tell you a joke and then you jump into it?"
"What joke are you going to tell?"
"The rabbit jumped into the rabbit hole first, and then Alice jumped into the rabbit hole. The bat jumped into the Batcave first, and then who jumped into the Batcave?"
"Hahahahahaha! It's Jack! Jack also jumped into the Batcave! It's me! Of course it's me!! Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"
Jack laughed crazily, then ran towards the rabbit hole, diving in like a diving gesture.
"I don't understand what you are so crazy about. Is that rabbit hole a passage to your deep consciousness?"
"That's right..." Schiller said, looking at Jack who disappeared into the rabbit hole.
"Then why did you let him jump in?"
"Where is this place?" Schiller asked a question. Before Victor could answer, he asked and answered himself: "This is my consciousness space, but essentially, everything that happens here is equivalent to a
Dream."
"If the first floor of my dream is compared to the surface of the earth, then the 330 floors above are equivalent to buildings on the ground, while those below the surface belong to the basement."
"Not only do buildings above ground have many levels, there are also many levels in the basement. A certain level master is not only good at going up levels, but he is also good at going down levels."
"Cross the level downwards, why should we break the level downwards?"
"What do you think is the top of my mind?"
Well...if we follow this theory, the top should be the real world, right? As long as you climb to the top, you can control your body and move around in the real world?"
"Yes, then what do you think is at the bottom of the basement?"
Victor narrowed his eyes, and the other two people also started thinking about this question. Cobot asked: "Is there really a bottom?"
"Of course there is. As long as you dig deep enough, you will eventually dig to the bottom."
"So Jack went to help you dig the basement?"
"Not only did he help me dig the basement, but after digging to the bottom, he also helped me...spill shit there."
The space of consciousness gradually dissipated, and the dreams began to dissipate. After the consciousness of several people returned to the body, Victor shook his head sleepily. He turned his head and saw Schiller sitting behind the table, holding a globe.
The globe was still spinning when it was placed on the table.
This scene looked familiar. Victor looked around specifically, but found nothing unusual. Seeing his movements, Schiller said to him: "This is one of the sequelae of lucid dreaming. After waking up, you will doubt whether you are still alive."
I'm dreaming, but I can tell you that this is indeed the real world."
Vince Yin and Cobot both stood up from the sofa and moved their somewhat stiff bodies. Only Jack, who was lying on the single sofa, was still asleep.
"Is what you told us in your dream true? Did Jack dig deep into your consciousness? What on earth will he find? What do you mean by that? It's just..." Victor paused.
For a moment, I still didn't say that somewhat indecent word.
"When you want a fish to surface, besides luring it with bait, there is another way..."
"what is that?"
"Pour shit into his house."
Cobot showed an expression of realization. Apparently, he thought of some previous situations, and then the expression turned into disgust and a little sympathy.
The other two people were a little confused, but they didn't ask any more questions.
After a few people left, it became dark again, and Schiller sat on the sofa as usual, reading and listening to music.
After a while, he felt a wave of sleepiness coming over him. Schiller took out the refreshing potion he had prepared and poured it into his mouth. However, the sleepiness began to get deeper and deeper until his eyelids could no longer be opened.
open.
There was a voice in the dark saying to him: Go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep quickly...
Schiller's response was, if you don't sleep, you won't sleep.
Go to sleep...go to sleep...
No, not sleepy, not sleeping...
"You're sleepy! Go to sleep!"
"I'm not sleepy at all! I can last at least another 20 hours!"
"But I can't hold on anymore!!!" the voice yelled.
For a moment, Schiller's vision went dark. When he regained consciousness, a pale, thin man wearing a robe appeared in front of him, staring at him with anger in his eyes.
Schiller seemed to have expected it. He stood up from the sofa and asked: "Excuse me, are you the Sandman Morpheus?"
"Yes, I am Morpheus, you..."
Schiller interrupted him, opened his arms and said, "Morpheus, I'm here to negotiate terms."
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
There was a super-awesome party in Gotham today, and the coolest people were there, and we did so many cool things, but guess who we didn’t invite to this party??