Lu Ping'an sat in front of the "piano", tapping the keyboard happily, the musical notes kept popping up, and the surrounding atmosphere and scenery were constantly distorted.
This is a super-large steam pipe organ that has just been shaped, and a large amount of elemental life has provided it with energy and materials.
Countless lights flowed through it, and musical notes and thunder echoed in the energy field.
Huge steam pipes cover an area of tens of square meters, and huge amounts of energy flow within them.
Light or similar existence flows in it, sometimes turning into a "gaseous state", sometimes "condensing", and sometimes being jingled into gears and clockwork amidst the echoes of rusty bells.
Lu Ping'an doesn't understand music, and he doesn't need to understand that he beats his own music (silver) charms wantonly and injects his own emotions and pain.
"Da Da Ne"
Strange sounds echoed throughout the world. To mortal ears, this was not music at all, not even noise.
However, this is indeed a "note".
It is a product constructed by the creator integrating his own stories and emotions into rhythm and melody. It is the embodiment of will in the subjective world.
"Start the first major key, ring the bell once, push the lever, shake the valve, welcome to the symphony of destiny"
The dull sounds, passionate emotions, and explosive destiny are obviously completely different from the original Symphony of Destiny, but a few listeners who can bear it can hear the twists and turns of fate and the pain of finding a way out in a painful and long life.
, the kind of humanity that always persists
"Boom!"
The sudden explosion and the parts flying into the sky were probably the response.
For Lu Ping An and this "nurturing machine" now, this power has come too early.
Even just turning it on and him were already becoming unbearable.
"Start the second major key, light the fire twice, turn the gears, close the valves, the rhapsodical movement is accompanied by the prelude of destruction, the cheerful silver symbols are full of pain and joy, life will not be extinguished, nothing will end, the ruins will become a new city again"
The fanciful piano music came to reality, but this time, in just the first minute, both the machine and the player came to an end at the same time.
"Boom!"
The hugely expensive organ set collapsed, and the performer, Lu, was also surprised and gradually turned into ashes.
It seems that everything has failed? It seems that the huge investment is really just a ringing sound?
However, where the ashes dispersed, on top of the organ group, several transparent crystals appeared, in which there were tears, roars, and endless groans of pain.
They don't, they, or they, seem to be alive.
But as the creator, Lu Ping'an met his first death at this moment.
Countless cracks appeared in his body, and in the next moment, pieces collapsed, dying directly and completely.
So, a certain mechanism was triggered.
The next moment, when he appeared again in a daze, and the points deducted and the screen prompts told him that this was not a nightmare, he felt that it was all worth it.
"How can creation be free? The old life is exchanged for the birth of a new baby. Isn't this a matter of course?"
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"Is this life? A group of newborns?" Big Cat was a little confused. She couldn't understand the scene in front of her. It was completely beyond the scope of her accumulation.
"It's hard to say that it should be a component, a fairly important component."
In fact, even if the road is safe now, it cannot answer a very simple but crucial question.
What is life? Who is primary, soul or body?
Does the soul exist independently, or is the so-called external spiritual power just an energy field overflowing from the life body?
If simply assembling life is very simple, it can be done by just finding a rule-level life system, but turning simple "inorganic matter" into "life" is a step that few people can do.
After all, that is the real Nirvana, the real level of "Nuwa".
Taking a step back and being more realistic, answering the question of who comes first, "body or soul", is an eternal question of life. This directly determines where you want to start building your life and what kind of results you will ultimately achieve.
"I don't know, I really don't know"
Lu Ping'an, who was very confident and could even spy on the secrets of the gods, seemed at a loss at this moment.
Even just a few months ago, Lu Ping'an would have given priority to "spirit (soul)" without hesitation, just like other gardeners. After all, there were too many independent souls.
But now, Lu Ping'an "knows" too much, and is increasingly unable to respond directly.
Is this a barrier to understanding? Or is it because there is no standard answer to this question if it is not restricted by region and time.
"The creatures in this world are indeed living things, but many of them only have bodies and no souls, and their bodies are just energy crystals. They should be 'brain dead', but they are still alive and well."
Different worlds may have different answers.
But as a holder of the "rules of life", I have to answer this question.
"Life, maybe just life."
Whether it is energy, spirit, matter, flesh and blood, or artificial pseudo-life, there is no essential difference.
Life is just an accident, a miracle, but it is destined to shine brightly in the multiverse. He or she, and even him, are all coexisting with the world, or evolving together, or tolerating each other (individuals can also tolerate each other)
world).
If we go to a higher level, maybe the world is just a special form of life.
"safe trip!"
The sudden roar revived Lu Ping'an's sanity, and when he "opened his eyes" and looked at reality, it turned out that this new flesh and blood body was full of cracks and bloodstains, and he almost reached the end.
The prompts on the system panel flashed the screen again, but I'm afraid he himself knew that this was not a field that could be reached now, and maybe it would be better to stop here.
"I'm fine"
He gave himself a delay and allowed most of the wounds to heal immediately. Recently, the life points in this world have been spent too much, and he can no longer bear it.
There are too few local consumers. This is the problem that needs to be solved now.
“Can this ‘create a human being’?”
Looking at the crystal clear crystals in Lu Ping'an's hands, they looked similar to the Phoenix Tear Stone, which naturally attracted more attention.
"It shouldn't be enough but it's a start."
This time, I looked up at the safe road in the sky, and suddenly felt that everything in front of me was not a big deal.
He seems to be standing higher
"Are you looking at me?" He said to this multiverse.