The lingering snowstorm and darkness gradually subsided, and the desolate alpine tundra stretched at the foot.
The distant mountains turned into hills, the hills turned into basins, the basins turned into plains, and then, the edge of the world suddenly appeared.
Lu Li saw a straight ravine emerging at the end of the earth, a lit cigar lying in an ashtray that looked like a mountain, and the swirling clouds and mist drifting away, revealing a chandelier hanging above the world.
At this time, a thick arm stretching between the worlds stretched out from the other end of the back ridge mountain range of the invisible world, grasped the rope hanging down from the chandelier, and gently pulled it.
Katsa——
The lights dimly went out, and the world below was shrouded in darkness.
Only a circle of rings is left hanging under the pillar opposite the chandelier.
The dark shadow circled around the world, and then there was a "squeak" sound of the door being opened, and a ray of light penetrated the crack of the open door, revealing a broad ridge of back.
Peng.
The silhouette left the room, and as the door closed, the world fell into silence and darkness.
The world is a sand table that is extremely macroscopic in the microscopic world.
This is the truth that Lu Li saw.
Is this the truth of the world, or the delirium of fraud?
The shocking confusion did not affect Lu Li's will, but at this time, only the Lord of Dreams and the wise race Sinan could answer his questions.
Lu Li put down the recording stone and paper, exited the camp, and met the businessman Anthony who was setting up a bonfire beside the rock.
The scene of huddled around a campfire in a rock shelter on a snowstorm night to keep warm. In the eyes of Lu Li, who had "seen the truth", it was as empty and quiet as the otherworldly world.
Lu Li asked the businessman Anthony to search for the Lord of Dreams and pray for an answer from him. The response shortly after was that the Eternal Dreamer had not yet awakened from his long sleep.
The "sand table vision" was still affecting Lu Li. He directed the businessman Anthony to draw a magic circle to summon the wise race Sinan in an open space far away from the camp, and then offered the key part, wisdom.
The wise race Si Nan arrived at the call. The presence of a light red gully in the pituitary gland indicates that it is the wise race elder Si Nan.
But unlike the previous summoning rituals that appeared on the magic circle, Lu Li saw a tiny shadow flying from the room, falling into the sand table, and onto the magic circle.
"Young intelligent life, we meet again. Oh, you saw the ant box."
Elder Sinan, a wise race whose gray cloak did not waver due to the snowstorm, discovered Lu Li's condition, "So at this time, your rationality has collapsed? Your will is confused? Unable to accept it? Or..."
"Feeling calm?"
Those black eyes showed no emotion, and Lu Li replied calmly: "My experience tells me not to easily believe anything you experience personally."
Human perception is as porous as a screen window in the face of weirdness. Taste, smell, hearing, touch... they can be played with, manipulated, and shatter the worldview that humans have spent decades building.
"Excellent habits." Elder Si Nan of the wise race praised the intelligent life in front of him, "The thinking you radiate tells me that you are thinking. My answer is... This is true. You have been prepared for it a long time ago, right?
"
Elder Si Nan of the wise race had no reason to reveal the truth, but he also had no reason to deceive Lu Li.
"Is our world really just a sandbox?"
"Oh, young intelligent life, I told you about the ant box theory when we last met." Elder Si Nan of this wise race was the one Lu Li had come into contact with. "That was just a metaphor, but a metaphor that is close to reality."
Lu Li's gaze passed through the non-existent blizzard curtain and landed on the eight figures kneeling in the open space of the camp.
They faced north, as if they were confessing to a chandelier that had gone out.
"Do you know what happened here?"
Elder Si Nan of the wise race did not want to tell Lu Li: "Your soul cannot bear this knowledge. Knowing this will burst your soul."
"Is this knowledge more terrifying than the truth of the world?"
"For some ants, knowledge is honey. For other ants, knowledge is hot water." Elder Sinan of the wise race turned to the kneeling corpses and said, "Look, they were scalded to death by boiling water."
“What if it was described in a metaphor that I could understand?”
“Nice way to go.”
Elder Si Nan of the wise race agreed to Lu Li, and it is still the ant theory that Si Nan of the wise race likes:
There is a brilliant ant civilization. They live on the sand table, create history, expand their territories, develop civilization, and multiply. They are born here and die here. The ants think that the sand table under their feet is the world and the chandelier above their heads is the sun. But
One day, a group of curious worker ants climbed to the top of the world and discovered something left by the former ant civilization. The worker ants opened it curiously, and then saw the truth that the ants should not have seen.
These ants raised their heads and clearly saw a man with a cigar in his mouth, who was bigger than their territory and bigger than the world, looking down at the world. They were so small, so small that even the terrifying eyes in the deep sky did not cast their sights on them.
.
The horrific truth overwhelmed the thinking of the worker ants, annihilating their weak reason, and they died in despair and madness.
Elder Si Nan, a wise race who likes to impart knowledge, seemed to appreciate Lu Li and gave him more metaphors for free:
Naughty children and their friends will always quietly scatter bugs caught from the wild in the sand table, and then stare at them for a while. They like to watch the bugs fight each other in order to survive, and it usually doesn't matter to them who wins or loses.
Importantly, only occasionally lucky bugs will get their unique treatment due to familiarity or specialness. This treatment may be feeding and naming, or it may be throwing in more bugs to let them fight.
It was during this period that the ancestors of the ant civilization came to this land.
And this is the truth of the world——
The world of all cognitive existence is just the truth of an insignificant microcosm in the macroecological system.
"Then what are you to the sand table?"
"insect."
Elder Sinan of the wise race did not shy away from such words that demeaned the ethnic group. He rose and fell strangely, and then said to the businessman Anthony: "A life that breeds wisdom, what happened to me just now?"
"You disappear and reappear."
"Did you see it? Young intelligent beings." Elder Si Nan and Lu Li of the wise race said: "Our flying is disappearing to you, and our falling is coming to you. Even you in the past could not understand this kind of thing.
Appearing and disappearing suddenly, just think we suddenly appeared."
"What am I now?"
Elder Sinan of the wise race thought: "An ant that can think and observe the world?"
Lu Li looked outside the sand table into the dark and silent room.
The voice of Elder Si Nan of the wise race rang in my ears:
"You have seen the truth, but you are not crazy because of it. We should accept and welcome new intelligent life."
