With the support of utopian species, human history is repeated countless times until the only, absolutely correct and perfect future is found among countless wrong paths...
Looking at Fabien's slightly fanatical eyes, Boluogo fell into deep hesitation. After a while, he seemed to have come to his senses, with a complicated smile on his face.
"That sounds crazy..."
Boluogo sat down on the steps, as if sitting on a simple throne, looking down at Fabien, "Is this what you really think?"
"I guess so."
Boluogo held his chin and said doubtfully, "There is a problem. Even if your plan is really realized, the area of time retrieval is only limited to the land of paradise. The perfect future you have found only belongs to
The perfect future of the promised land, not of all mankind.”
"I know, but there is no way. My abilities are limited and I can only save a small number of people," Fabien told his thoughts. "If I had the power to achieve all this, I would conduct a screening of all mankind.
.”
"It's like a farmer selecting lambs? Throw away the ones that are weak, have less wool, and produce less meat, and keep only the strongest and most valuable ones."
Boluogo had a smile on his face, he was completely intrigued by Fabien, even if this discussion would not have any practical results.
"Your example is not quite right. This example is more in line with the extreme supremacy of sublimators. What I want to create is not an ultimate sublimator, a god of humanity, but the great ascension of all mankind."
Fabien said briefly and forcefully, "Elite!"
"Select the elites among human beings, let them step into the land of paradise, and find the only dawn in this infinite deduction."
Boluogo was silent for a moment, like a debate, and he asked, "What about the humans outside the Paradise? Those who are not elite enough."
"It's a pity that they were abandoned."
Fabien said without changing his expression, "Just like the evolution of living things, we will always eliminate some parts."
"No, no, I'm not referring to things like elimination. I want to say that no matter how hard you try, the Kingdom of Paradise will always exist in this world. When you go back wirelessly in the Kingdom of Paradise, the outside world
Time is still flowing... Maybe before the perfect future is found in the Elysium, a war will break out between you."
The power of the Utopian Seed has its limits. Whether it is the scale of looking back in time or the scope of reset, it cannot truly restart the world.
The timelines conflict with each other.
"What should you do in this situation?"
Facing Boluogo's problem, Fabien didn't hesitate at all. He had already thought of it, "I have two ways to deal with it."
"explain."
"The first one is more cruel...that is to kill all the remaining humans and completely eradicate these unstable threats from the physical level."
Boluoge applauded and nodded, "They are indeed a group of secrets."
Even if Fabien is considered one of his own, even if he is a so-called truth sect, the idea of the supremacy of the condenser has long been rooted in his heart. He opens his mouth and shuts up to kill ordinary people. In their eyes, it is not a joke at all, but a
Strategies that can be implemented.
"But this approach will bring about many problems, such as large-scale wars and massacres, which will inevitably lead to internal divisions within ourselves... Not everyone is as rational as me." Fabien put his ruthlessness into perspective.
Call it rational.
"It's a matter of morale," Bologeau said.
"That's right, let's not talk about the resources consumed by the war. Once the internal divisions begin during the war, everything will fail."
Fabien said seriously that he was really discussing this with Boluogo seriously.
"I think the more ideal one is the second method."
"What's that?"
"Just like what the Speaker did, turn ordinary people and condensers into a usable resource, produce utopian seeds on a large scale, continuously expand the realm of heaven on earth, break through the scope of the country, and cover the whole world
, everything as far as the eye can see is included in it.”
Fabien said with excitement, "In this way, the mountains of utopian seeds will completely surround the entire world, all mankind, and even the entire planet."
"Using this stupid method to perform a perfect reset?" Boluogo fantasized and found that Fabien's idea was unexpectedly feasible.
There is actually not much difference between Fabien's ideas and the speaker's ideas. They both use the resources of the condensers to continuously expand the realm of heaven on earth. The difference between the two is that the speaker wants to enjoy eternal life and become the true ultimate condenser.
He is the God of mankind, and Fabien wants to restart human history repeatedly and find the perfect answer to the ascension of the race.
Regardless of whether it is correct or not, Boluogo prefers Fabien's idea.
"Yes, from then on, we will be like...like gods, possessing the power to fool history and control the progress of civilization. In this way, everything is possible."
Fabien's voice brought a strange magic power, and he whispered to Bologo, "Bologo, as an immortal, you must have spent a long life. In your life, have you ever
Don’t you have any regrets that you want to make up for?”
Boluogo's eyes trembled, as if Fabien had poked a fragile corner of his heart.
"There must be! You must have regrets, right? Is it the things that have not been completed or the words that have not been said... Don't worry, under the power of heaven on earth, everything will be saved. Not only humans will have a
In an absolutely perfect future, everyone will realize their long-cherished wish."
Following Fabien's words, Boluogo's mind fell into a storm of thoughts. His eyes spanned a long time and returned to Redwood Town. He thought of himself when he was young and the scorched earth that swept the world.
I was so angry that I thought of the dead faces in the trenches.
Memories continued to trace back to their origins, and Boluogo vaguely saw that young and kind face again...
All regrets will be made up for.
Burlogo suddenly laughed, shaking his head while laughing, "It's amazing, Fabien, for a moment, I was really moved by your words."
Fabien asked, "Then why did you refuse again?"
"It's probably too illusory. Let's not talk about whether the heaven on earth can cover the material world. Don't forget that there is also the etheric world interfering with us, as well as the incarnations of evil, the devils."
Burlogo commented, "It's a good delusion, but it's just a delusion."
"Well...there's nothing we can do about that."
Fabien seemed to be discouraged, and stepped up the stairs dejectedly, and sat down next to Boluogo. In the long spiral staircase, the two of them were resting like tired climbers.
Boluogo asked, "Even if I say this, you will probably continue to complete your ideas in the days to come, right?"
"Pretty much, after all, everyone has obsessions." Fabien replied.
Boluogo asked again, "Speaker...is the Speaker your ancestor?"
"From a blood point of view, he is indeed the ancestor of our Fantasia family, but you also understand that under the concept of the supremacy of the Condenser, he and we are almost no longer the same species, let alone blood relationship." Fabien
Just kidding.
Boluogo leaned against the steps at the back and lay down. At this point, the affairs of the Secret Group became completely clear. The Rhapsody family took advantage of the moment of rift between the Speaker and the Bureau of Order to manipulate all the forces and achieve internal clarity and harmony.
Change of power.
"Will you become the next Speaker?" Bologo asked curiously.
"Probably not. He and I have different ideas, but...but no one can completely guarantee that they will remain the same, right?"
"That's true. Sometimes when I recall my childhood, I have an incredible feeling." Boluogo gestured, "It's hard to imagine that I still have such an innocent side."
Fabien laughed, "Hahaha."
"But, there shouldn't be any problem," Fabien suppressed his smile and said sadly, "Even if I change, or my descendants lose control, or even the entire group of secrets deteriorates, you are still there as an insurance policy.
Bar?"
"Like replaying what happened today?" Bologo asked.
Fabien thought about it, "Yes, let's do it again. Besides, you are still undead. If that distant future really comes true, you may still appear here with blood on your hands. By then, you should have a sense of the past.
Feeling like that again, right?”
Burlogo didn't respond, and the two of them fantasized about their imaginary future, until Fabien broke the peace again.
"Actually, there is another reason why I am obsessed with this idea."
Boluogo turned his head and asked calmly, "Go on, some of your ideas are still very interesting."
"Thanks."
Fabien nodded with a smile, and then gave Boluogo an example, "In daily life, have you ever had some... déjà vu feelings? It's like a certain scene or a certain conversation that you have experienced a long time ago.
, and it seemed like I had seen it in a dream."
Boluogo nodded, "Of course, I think most people have this feeling of déjà vu, as if they have experienced this before.
I later read some books. Some psychologists called this phenomenon the hippocampus effect. They said that our brains were temporarily confused and regarded the information received at the moment as long-lasting memories, which led to this misalignment.
feel."
After being released from prison, Boluogo really studied hard. Before he figured out his "past life" memory, he read a lot of related books and tried to heal himself.
"Oh, you are indeed a professional, and your answer is so professional," Fabien continued to guide, "Let us forget these scientific viewpoints first and make a judgment based on intuition."
Fabien compared a finger.
"The simplest question, why do people have the feeling of deja vu?"
Burlogo thought it was a stupid question, "because we've been through it."
"But when this weird sense of dislocation occurred, we knew very clearly that we had never experienced these things at all..."
Fabien suddenly got a little closer to Bologg, and the enthusiasm in his eyes was just like that group of scholars from the Order of Truth. Bologg couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. This was not a threat to life, but a kind of recognition.
distortion on.
"Don't you think this is very contradictory? You have never experienced it, but you feel that you have experienced it... maybe we have really experienced it, but... just..."
Under Fabien's guidance, and recalling the content of the previous discussion, Boluogo said in a strange way.
"It's just those experiences that happened in the last time back."
"Yes! Correct answer!"
Fabien clapped vigorously and almost stood up from the steps with excitement.
Boluogo was in a trance for a while, but before he could ask any questions, Fabien's words were like cannonballs, attacking him one after another.
"The larger and more complex the system, the more redundancies and errors there will be. Likewise, the same is true for the power of fantasy species!"
Bologg agrees with this sentence. When he is in the timeline chaos, Bologg's own independent timeline conflicts with it, which causes Bologg to become an error in the timeline chaos and will no longer be reset.
memory.
Fabien was ecstatic, "Let's assume, Bolog, let's assume, what if... we don't live in the real world?"
Burlogo said calmly, "Are you crazy?"
On the surface, he seemed to reject Fabien, but Bologg actually felt a faint tremor in his heart. Hell, Bologg had experienced something similar to this. In that chaotic reality, the false story turned into
Real, real death turned into a dream story.
After leaving Daisy Castle, Bologger often fantasized about whether he was also living in a story, a novel that was constantly being written.
"I'm not crazy, this is all based on science."
Fabien danced and said, "For example...for example, take out a person's brain, place it in a tank full of nutrients, and use various electrical signals to simulate real organ perception, so that the brain still feels that it is alive normally.
.”
"Don't be too hasty to refute me, Boluogo. If you think it's impossible with humankind's current technology, then put it another way and let a Glory of the Ethereal School interfere with the perception of a brain.
Our vision, smell, touch, pain, etc. are all media through which we perceive the world. The final processing of information still occurs in the brain. In other words, as long as there is a brain, a glorious person of the Ethereal School can completely deceive
He made him mistakenly think that he was still truly alive."
Boluogo asked rationally, "Theoretically, this is indeed feasible, but what does this have to do with the heaven on earth you proposed?"
Fabien was stunned for a moment and said calmly, "It doesn't matter. There is no direct connection between the two, but the important thing is the meaning of this example."
His voice was as evil as a sharp and cold dagger.
"Questions about the authenticity of the world."
Fabien smiled again, but this time his smile contained an indelible sense of weirdness, full of unknowns and instability.
"Now that the reality of the world has been shaken, everything is possible. We may be a group of movie characters, comic characters, or novel characters. We may be someone's dream, or we may be a part of the chaotic changes.
A miracle...
Or perhaps, we are in the midst of a timeline chaos that has enveloped the entire world, and what has happened in the past has happened countless times."
Boluogo thought deeply, unaffected by Fabien's words, "In other words, you think that the whole world has long been enveloped by fantasy species, and that we are all in a huge timeline chaos without knowing it."
"Yes, as long as we can create another timeline chaos in this timeline chaos, a timeline chaos that is enough to affect the whole world and cause the timeline to completely collapse itself, we will most likely be able to see it.
The real world."
Fabien murmured, "Think about it, Boluogo, ether, which is known as the currency of miracles, why can it be the currency of miracles?"
Boluogo took a deep breath and responded tiredly, "Because this place is shrouded in fantasy and shrouded in heaven on earth, everything you think about can come true."
"Perfect."
Fabien clapped his hands vigorously.
Boluogo rubbed his head vigorously. To be honest, he only listened to Fabien's wild thoughts as an anecdote, but he had to admit that Fabien's thoughts and words were very contagious.
This guy has the potential to be the leader of a cult. If anyone else had heard these words, they would have already joined Fabien in the great project of building the kingdom of heaven on earth.
"Then... why?" Bologo asked, "I think the birth of everything has a reason, an origin. Since you guessed that there is a timeline chaos that has already enveloped the whole world, then why was it born?
Woolen cloth?"
"For what you said before, the absolutely correct and wonderful future of mankind, or for something else that we don't understand yet?"
Regarding Boluogo's question, Fabien shook his head blankly. He had never studied these matters in detail. To be precise, this was not within the scope of his research at all.
"Then another question, Fabien, who do you think can do all this?" Borlog asked tiredly, "Who is it? Who can do this great project that can be called a miracle?"
Fabien looked at Boluogo with a disappointed look on his face and said helplessly, "Didn't you already give the answer yourself?"
Bologg was startled for a moment, as if an electric current ran through his hair, nerves, and spine. In an instant, Bologg understood and realized that he had indeed asked a stupid question.
Fabien replied.
"Since it is a miracle, it was naturally created by God."