Chapter 415

The world in front of us is illusory.

Illusory is not the world in front of you can't see clearly. Every line segment and every face block Li Xinyan saw were very clear. Li Xinyan could distinguish some blocky things, such as pliers, wires, electric saws and so on. There were many details of these things, and the corresponding terms could be found for those things. Li Xinyan could understand them, but it was a puzzle to put this picture together.

What is this picture doing?

Similarly, the sound coming from his ears is the same feeling. He can hear someone talking. Li Xinyan can understand every word. He can also distinguish the phrases and words in fragments. The tone sounds cadenced, but it's very difficult to connect them into sentences.

Li Xinyan's mind inexplicably came up with three words: "data flow". Yes, they are data flow, but how should they explain it?

Li Xinyan is trying to distinguish these things. His efforts are always effective. The information of these items will flow slowly through his heart, and then become an associated network, which can be combined into a gradually clear picture. Although there is always a disgusting feeling in my heart from time to time, Li Xinyan tries to suppress them. The information is bigger for him now.

Li Xinyan's current understanding ability is not much different from that of a human baby.

It's part of the rules of the world.

The disgusting feeling made him feel dizzy and made the space turn over. There was a kind of illusion on his head and feet. He closed his eyes and calmed down again. Li Xinyan stretched out his hand to a circular image with two eyes in front of him. The image suddenly flew to the distance quickly, shaking and screaming: "Li Xinhai! Don't you say he won't attack from today? "

After that, it became dark. It seemed that the communication was interrupted.

Why? dark? Why the darkness? Li Xinyan thought about it for a while and felt that the world should not be like this, although he did not have many reasons to explain why it should not be a dark place. It's amazing that this idea just appeared, and there was a lot of light around, but the light was only within ten meters of his body, and beyond the light, there was still darkness beyond the horizon.

"Who am I? Where am I? " Li Xinyan asked himself.

"You are Li Xinyan." Another voice answered.

In the dark, there is a high post, but it is very unique. It seems to have been seen anywhere. It is completely drawn by lines. On the high hill stood a middle-aged man who was also drawn by lines.

The middle-aged man turned his back to him, looking at the dark void in front of him, but he was still answering his question: "you are a completely independent person, without physical bondage or physical support. Your body is currently adjusting its adaptability to your consciousness."

"This is a virtual space. You named it" virtual lab ". This lab lives in your body? It's an extension of your consciousness. And I'm the master of this lab. you can call me tiratimus

Li Xinyan just walked towards the past, his body is also a wireframe form of existence.

As he went up to Gaogang, the content after Gaogang was rapidly expanding towards the distance. He was probably concerned about the expanding content, and the line tiratimus was also concerned about the content gradually displayed in the sky and the distance.

Without exception, all things are all kinds of light and lines, and there is no concept of face.

"The one-dimensional world is composed of points and lines. Only part of the rules of the two-dimensional and three-dimensional world are retained here. The purpose is to reduce the amount of calculation to an extreme and facilitate rapid analysis." Tiratimus explained.

"Can you read my mind?" Asked Li Xinyan. What Li Xinyan thought, tiratimus answered. No need to think, he must be able to know what Li Xinyan was thinking.

"Yes, I'm also part of your consciousness, and I'm naturally able to read your mind."

"Well." Li Xinyan seems to be absent-minded. Well, he says he knows. Tirathamis thought that he would care about this problem, because part of his consciousness came from the hot sun. The hot sun is a real personality, and he should also have this kind of performance, but Li Xinyan didn't seem to care.

However, it may also indicate that most of Li Xinyan's consciousness is original, which is a good thing.

Li Xinyan pointed to a magnificent statue on the horizon and asked, "what is that?"

As the world of lines expands into the distance, from the hills to the horizon, the overlapped mountains encircle a basin, and the farthest mountains rise and fall like knives. At the beginning of the mountain, there were only some lines and outlines. Gradually, some details gradually revealed. At the end of the mountain, there was a huge statue of an angel.

The statue is a headless Angel 1000 meters high, with six wings on the back, but his hands are bound. Several chains pass through his wings to bind the angel on the cliff. Although the six winged angel is composed of lines, the depiction is very careful, even the edge of the moral is clear enough to make the body complete, but there is no head. Although the angel has no head, it can be seen from his posture that he is extremely angry. His body is still struggling to get away from the cliff. It seems that he is struggling to resist this when he is alive. But the solidified lines are unbreakable, and it seems that he can never break free from the chains of lines.

And tirathamis's eyes have never left this direction from the beginning to now. It seems that he has known what will appear here for a long time.

Li Xinyan asked, the expression of the wireframe tirathamis became very strange, with a smile in his melancholy, but some said: "free will is a right given to all living beings by creation. He gave life the soil to create his own wisdom, gave him the possibility to be unrestricted, gave him free emotion, but also gave him the right to self destruction. Although self destruction also exists in the consciousness of mechanical life, due to the existence of emotion, free will has one more thing than the consciousness of mechanical life, which is usually called "Hope" by human beings

Li Xinyan looks at the statue of headless angel without expression.

"Of course, in some cases, after free will destroys itself, in addition to leaving hope, there are other things left, which are called hatred."

Li Xinyan turned his mouth and repeated, "hate?"

Tiratimus turned his head and looked at Li Xinyan with a smile, "yes, hate. If these two things are added up, a very interesting new thing is usually produced, which is called "revenge" by human beings

"But you seem to have trapped it?" Li Xinyan said calmly.

Tiratimus was astonished.