Zhang Yu's heart collapsed after hearing such a reply.
Why does every wise man like to tell his story? Is it to reflect his wisdom or to reflect his wisdom?
In short, Zhang Yu was very dissatisfied with this answer.
"I need a more specific answer, more specific, you know what I mean?"
"Well... Of course I understand, of course I understand... Like you, I hope to get something specific and certain, but do you think you should spread your thoughts? If I am going to state all of this... then why
How about designing such a complex world? You just have to listen... answers and stuff like that... you just have to listen."
Listen to what people say?
Zhang Yu was helpless, but had to admit that what the other party said still made some sense.
Even if he is not good at thinking about those complicated... inner... delicate things.
What he needs is to calm down.
"I understand what you mean, and I also hope that I can calm down and think, but... I don't have time anymore, we don't have time anymore..."
"Time...well...time...a very interesting statement..." He was silent, and there was another long silence.
Zhang Yu walked forward in the light, and her outline became increasingly clear. Sometimes she looked like a woman, sometimes like a burly man, and sometimes... not like a human being at all.
Zhang Yu did not feel anything related to warmth or tolerance in the light.
Instead, a new voice appeared in my ears.
"Those who fear death strive to realize the eternal glory, dormant in the darkness on the eve of dawn, and view gift as a curse."
…
This is the third inexplicable sentence Zhang Yu has heard...
There are no sentence fragments and the meaning is unclear.
Even longer…
‘No matter what, write it all down…’ Zhang Yu’s memory is pretty good. Although he doesn’t understand, he can do what he can.
"Hi? Are you still there?"
"Well...I've been here all along, just thinking about how to fill your confusion in specific ways."
Zhang Yu felt a little ashamed when he heard this: "Actually, you don't have to bother so much. I just sighed..."
"Well... no... this is not allowed. I can see your uneasiness. I must make the answer complete." He said.
Suddenly the light disappeared again, as if Zhang Yu had never been "close" to it before.
"I thought about it just now, and what you said makes sense... We always rely too much on authority, but ignore our own thinking about the world... My thinking should be more open... But it seems... I
I just realized this." Zhang Yu said it sincerely. What he has been least good at in recent years is independent thinking.
Whether it was on the train or after becoming the arbiter...most of the time he was the executor of orders, not the decision-maker.
This is the most essential difference between soldiers and generals.
No matter how brave and loyal a soldier is, if he does not have the ability to think independently, he will never be able to become a general.
"Well... that's nice... it's good to be aware... but don't be ashamed of it... it's not a bad thing... a sense of independence... a sense of obedience... all of this is human nature
It is really beautiful and a manifestation of spirituality. I believe your superiors must have a very good opinion of you! This is not a bad thing..."
Zhang Yu agrees with this statement. He is just not good at it, which doesn't mean anything.
"Thank you for your affirmation, but I do have some problems... and I am very uneasy... Just like now... I am not sure what the consequences of my time spent here will be... I still have comrades... family... and...
There are orders that must be carried out...I need to deal with these things..."
"Well... I feel it... But don't worry... Time here is relatively static... When you stay here, in the eyes of your comrades, you have just entered here."
"Is that so?!" Zhang Yu suddenly felt relieved. As long as there was enough time, it would be easier for him to settle down.
"But... this is relative... your will will still grow old here... I'm not sure when you leave... you will still be the same person you once were."
The will will grow old...
Zhang Yu asked: "Can I still leave here?"
"Of course, anytime."
"at any time?"
"Yes."
"Then...that's not right...if I leave here, where will I go back?"
"Go back to where you came from."
"Where did I come from? You mean area x?"
"x area?"
"Well, that's what we call this city... Actually, I don't know where I was before... I broke in accidentally."
"Well...then where do you want to go now?"
"Gaia."
"Gaia Star?"
"Yes."
"Hmm... Although it's a bit unfamiliar, I seem to have heard of that place."
"Really? Have you really heard of it?" Zhang Yu became happy.
"Yeah, but it's very far away...I forgot whether it was the first guest or the second guest who mentioned it..."
"Then can you send me back to that place?"
"Hmm...it doesn't seem possible."
"ah?"
"I can only send you back to the entrance, and if the entrance is not the Gaia star you mentioned...then it will be troublesome."
Zhang Yu was disappointed again: "Yes...the purpose of my risk of breaking in here is to take my comrades back to Gaia. The rest..."
"Okay...sorry...it seems I can't help you."
"No, you don't have to be sorry, it's not your fault."
"Um...you...still want to hear my answer?"
Zhang Yu thought for a while and then replied: "Of course, maybe your answer can point me in the right direction."
"Hmm...can you survive from a desperate situation? Haha...that's a good idea."
"Well, but... what questions did I ask just now?" Zhang Yu was a little absent-minded before. In fact, he didn't remember what he asked at all.
"You mentioned time."
"Time...oh yes! Time, we don't have that much time."
"Hmm... time... it's a very complicated question. A previous guest also asked similar questions. I clearly remember that his question was quite special."
"Um?"
"He asked me... which one is more important, a human or a mayfly."
"Humans and ephemera?" Zhang Yu had some impression... these things... seemed to have been mentioned by Brother Sen.
While on Cerberus, representatives of the Transcendent School once discussed this issue in depth.
But Zhang Yu never got the point...
"Yes, I think... time is actually sufficient for all living beings. The question is... how can we fully realize our own value in time."
"for example?"
"Such as the us you mentioned." After he paused, more light emerged from the darkness around him.
Zhang Yu looked at the light in the distance, a little confused: "Did you create these lights?"
He did not answer the question, but continued: "Actually, you have plenty of time...The problem is that you seem to spend your time in unnecessary places...Your thoughts are very different...free will...social will...
…All these things…are troubling you and keeping you in the human realm forever. This is a very serious problem.”
Zhang Yu sighed after hearing this: "Actually, what you said has been pointed out by wise men in our world... But theory is theory, reality is reality... All of this will always encounter various problems in the implementation...
…We will never solve all the problems…so…there must be compromise.”
"Well...compromise, compromise is a very sad thing, it will make the problem enter a vicious circle...Looking at it this way, time is an issue that you don't need to think about." His tone suddenly became determined.
"Why?" Zhang Yu heard something.
"Because you can't see the light further away, the meaning of your existence has come to an end... Instead of entangled and hurting yourself... it's better to put down the problem and enjoy the last time." His tone did not want to be a joke.
.
No...he wasn't kidding, he was telling the truth.
"If you can't solve the problem, just don't think about it... You will only be asking for trouble, just like suffering from a terminal illness... People who are bent on living will die without dignity, while those who let go will have a full enlightenment.
.”
Zhang Yu understood: "You want us to give up?"
"That's understandable."
No... Zhang Yu couldn't agree with this, although he himself had to admit... giving up might be the best choice.
"Among your previous guests, that girl... She is as entangled as you... She told me that the world is trapped in a whirlpool of contradictions... No matter how it changes, it will still end with 'The sky is dead and Huang Tiandang is standing'...
...This is not good...Human beings must bow to their own desires in order to catalyze social development. If we have no desires and desires...we cannot develop...Not everyone can regard lofty ideals as primitive joy to satisfy themselves...
...Those are a very small number of people...and when they start to express disappointment in the world...their powerlessness will kill them! This feeling..." He stopped, and the air around him was getting colder.
Zhang Yu clearly had no body but still felt a shuddering feeling.
"This feeling... is like a person finally realizing that he cannot become a god! Everything in the world is just destined. The so-called freedom and the so-called variables... are just a kind of self-deception, especially freedom.
Will! Do you believe free will exists?”
Zhang Yu was stunned by the question. He thought for a while and then replied: "Of course, if there is no free will, then what does my existence mean?"
"Well... you seem to have misunderstood... I mean... how did everything you believe in now come about? Is it completely from your heart, innate... or was it instilled in you by others?"
Zhang Yu had nothing to say this time.
At that moment, his worldview seemed to be ruthlessly shattered.
He couldn't help but ask himself...did all of this...really exist?