Ember Gun

  Chapter 204 Unknown and Known

   "The problem lies in those mists. You have been in high concentrations of hallucinogens."

  Kestrel heard Lorenzo’s answer to the story and couldn’t help saying.

   "Yes, this is the reason for the weirdness of Valley Town. Does it sound clichéd, like a thrilling and suspenseful murder, and the truth is that the prisoner has a mental illness?"

  It seemed that everyone's reaction had long been expected, Lorenzo continued.

   "And this is the most special and impressive part of the whole mission."

  "In the face of the unknown, we will continue to make associations, and our inherent common sense will make us misjudge. All of this affects us a little bit, making it difficult for us to discover the most obvious and simple truth."

   "Even if we maintain absolute sanity, as long as we have the slightest suspicion, we will fall into this seamless trap."

  Lorenzo recalled the weird feeling at that time.

   "A gloomy and isolated town, crazy believers, cruel rituals, symbols that guide fear... Even today, the result of your rash contact will be like this."

He said and looked at the audience, "Even if you have a Geiger counter, you are more likely to be misled... From the beginning, this was countless misleading and suggestive things that made our thoughts and self collapse. "

   "The entire valley town is a trap that induces madness."

  Lorenzo looked at the young demon hunters.

   "But this thing is like this. When the unknown becomes known, it loses all its deterrence."

  Suddenly there is a sound.

  "If you are a firm atheist, then ghosts and gods cannot invade you, but when your will is shaken and hesitated, they are given an opportunity to take advantage of it."

   Robin slowly said that this devout believer was saying something that surprised Lorenzo.

  Lorenzo looked at him curiously. This was not like what a believer could say, but he was still affirmative.

   "That's it, they have been trying to shake our minds... they almost succeeded."

  It can be seen that Robin did not follow Lorenzo's words, but asked instead.

  "So, don’t you admit it, do ghosts and gods really don’t exist?"

  Lorenzo was taken aback. He didn't expect that the robin would ask that. After crossing the story of the valley town, after thinking about it, he replied.

  "It depends on how you perceive it. In my cognition,'God' is not a great existence that is noble and proud and saves all living beings."

  Although he often says that he is a priest, Lorenzo has no respect for God at all.

  "Then what is the **** you know? Mr. Holmes, you come from the birthplace of faith, but you don't recognize his existence." Robin asked.

  "Aren't you the same? Robin, you are a knight who cleans up organs. You try to quantify all the unknowns with formulas and values, but you believe in the ethereal god." Lorenzo continued.

   "In my opinion, God is just a creature."

"biology?"

   "Yes, a creature, a weird and powerful creature that is incomprehensible to ordinary people's thinking. Just like humans saw today's steam technology a hundred years ago, all myths and powers are just beyond our understanding."

"Like the'cognitive pressure', the so-called gods are just creatures that we don't know yet and unknown, like demons. If we return to the dark and oppressive age, human beings will tremble behind the wall... like demons. Isn't a powerful and fearful creature in a sense another kind of'god'?"

  Profane and fatal words, Robin's face changed slightly, he said.

   "You sound like a heretic boss."

  But Lorenzo affirmed, "Yes, this is what was recorded in the Demon Hunting Order. Many heretical groups that have arisen have gained the power of demons by some coincidence."

"For example, an unlucky monster has encountered a demon but has not been killed, or has been exposed to a very corrosive pollution source... Think about it, this thing is like Pandora's box. When you go through the first stage of erosion, Your body will begin to demonize gradually... Those of us who know demons will know that the time of death is approaching, but what about those who are ignorant?"

Words are like spilled frost, pervading the hearts of every listener. The time for the establishment of the cleansing mechanism is still too short. They have not experienced the darkest era of fighting with demons. They are the most filthy, darkest, and most evil. The strange things are still poorly understood.

   "Robin, think about it, when you have endured inner pressure and pain, you have gained strength in your body..."

  Lorenzo led him to think about the terrible ending.

  Robin's face turned pale.

"That's it. The ignorant will not instead fear those fears. Just like the gift of God, they always need some tempering before receiving the gift. So heretical groups after another appear. They regard demons as gods, as long as they survive. With that psychological fear and depression, they will also rise to such a powerful existence."

   "In fact, it's just a demon turned into a beast." Lorenzo said disdainfully.

"Don't believe it, these are all records from the Demon Hunting sect. They are corrosive pollution sources, a mouth that can speak well, coupled with the closed conditions like the valley town and a group of foolish people... the heresy formed by this. Group, we have eliminated how many in the past years."

  Like an admonishing teacher, Lorenzo’s voice was harsh.

   "Then Robin, now think about your ridiculous god."

  His gaze was like a torch, and Lorenzo stared at everyone in the misty gray fog. He was not only admonishing the robins, but also all the audience.

"From our point of view, look at these heretical groups from a higher angle. Those so-called gods are just filthy and hateful demons. They are the objects of our knowledge and hunting, so will there be a higher angle, that The angle of people looking at us, looking at you and your god, is it the same as when we look at those heretical groups?"

The robin took a deep breath, and Lorenzo guided him until the horrible truth was revealed. His hands were cold and he looked at Lorenzo. The robin seemed to understand the story Lorenzo told. This is called horror. The story of the valley.

  All the reverence and enthusiasm only stems from the unknown.

   "So what is the ending of the story?" Robin asked.

  What is the ending of the witcher story? Looking at the stories of the demon hunters from these higher narrative levels, it seems so clichéd and simple, but Lorenzo just said, has never treated robins at a higher level.

   he asked anxiously.

   "It's very simple... the ending of the story is very simple."

  Lorenzo leaned back, thinking about the final outcome.

  With the slow narration, the story has reached the end.

  The demon hunters walked in the gray mist, and in the thick blood and messy piles of corpses, they arrived at the densest place of the mist.

   "It's here." 016 looked at the things in front of her. Although she was mentally prepared, she still trembled slightly.

   "Don't get too close, the hallucinogenic ingredients are the strongest here." She warned again.

  042 seemed a little puzzled, he didn't know why this was the source of all the weirdness.

   "What are these things?"

He said that he picked up the broken thing in a nearby place. It was a withered flower and still had plant remnants. It had a pungent smell. With sniffing, 042 could clearly feel the psychedelic feeling that gradually became more intense. .

  "A rare plant, this is not its place of origin...Thank you for having me, this kind of thing is something that the Raphael branch demon hunters need to master."

  016 looked in front of him, the weird plant had bloomed and spread to the end of the field of vision, almost blending with the gray mist.

   took over the torch in 011's hand. They originally wanted to use flames to ignite the building and disperse the fog, but they didn't expect it to be used here.

  016 threw the torch into the sea of ​​flowers, and then the fire slowly rose, igniting all the plants.

  "This is bellflower."

  016 explained.

  "A kind of hallucinogenic plant. This thing originated in a fertile land. I don't know who brought it here and was carefully cultivated."

   "So this is the weird place of Valley Town?" 042 seems a little bit can't believe the truth is so simple.

"It should be like this. It is located in a valley. A large amount of bellflower matures to release hallucinogenic ingredients. Because of the fog and uncirculated air, there are a few lunatics who are affected by hallucinations talking nonsense...no monsters, no weirdness. This is the truth, the simple and clichéd truth."

  016 looked at the burning fire and concluded.

  The rising sea of ​​fire dispelled the fog, like a beam of light running through the confusion. The witch hunters held their breath and kept a safe distance from the sea of ​​fire so as not to be implanted in hallucinations.

Under that ascension, the field of vision gradually widened. 042 saw countless corpses. They fell among the flowers. Although their faces were full of smiles, they seemed to have succeeded in their association in the end. The ritual was completed in a beautiful illusion.

  Here is full of the breath of death, the invisible **** of death is laughing loudly in the darkness, he has just finished a luxurious meal.

   Suddenly there was a strange feeling. When the unknown became known, and when I recalled all the inferences and depressions I had just entered the valley town, 042 felt a kind of ignorance and ridiculous.

   "This was the case in the end. The flame burned for a long time. After checking that there were no survivors, we left there, and the Uncanny Valley ended."

Lorenzo’s words put an end to the story, all the fog disappeared, heavy stone bricks and wood fell from the sky, stacked in chaos into an old castle, warm flames ignited in the fireplace, driving away the cold and everything returned. It's normal.

  The four left the story, and their thoughts returned to the world.

He stared at each other briefly, but there was an unexplained cold spreading under his body. I have to say that Lorenzo is indeed a weird guy. What you say from his mouth will always shake your mind at a strange angle. .

  The story is over, and the clock ticking in the darkness.

  Lorenzo nestled on the sofa, half of his face illuminated by the fire.

   "As I said, this story is actually very clichéd, but the important thing is the difference between before and after, the difference between the unknown and the known, and the misleading and implied common sense to us."

   "If it is not us who are similarly inhumane demon hunters who enter the valley town, but you, I am afraid you would have died long ago."

  He said unceremoniously.

  Everyone stopped refuting this, Joey said slowly.

   "It is true, is this the special feature of Uncanny Valley?"

  Lorenzo nodded seriously, and he continued.

"Do you know that blind people touch elephants? This is an idiom originated from Jiu Xia, which refers to blindfolded people and let those people touch elephants. The elephants are too big and they can only touch different parts. They are obviously the same one. The elephant came to a different conclusion."

   "Its original meaning is to satirize those short-sighted people, to replace the face with the point and cover the whole with the partial."

  Lorenzo paused, and he continued.

   "But how could this not be us?"

  His eyes are full of doubts, Lorenzo is an overthinking person, his brain is like a roaring engine, always unwilling to stop, endless thoughts rushing in his mind.

  I remember when I was still in the Order, 016 once said that sooner or later, people like Lorenzo would suffer from mental illness and eventually become crazy.

  K Lorenzo never took it to heart. Compared to any mental illness, he was more worried about the Watson who was imprisoned from his consciousness.

"Think carefully about you, this is the warning given to us by the Uncanny Valley. We are all blind people. We embrace the unknown and only understand a little bit of the unknown, but try to use our own plain language and explain the unknown existence. ."

  Lorenzo said with some excitement, the words seemed to be a taboo temptation, making everyone's mind think.

   "Is this the unknown we face? Our understanding may be misleading, let us miss the truth."

  Like ants looking up at human beings, they can hardly see the whole picture of human beings at all, and they themselves limit the truth they can pursue.

  Humans need to be stronger, from blind to visible, to see the terrifying unknown, and to make the unknown known.

   "So... is the same with demons?"

  Seeing the picture, this is what Lorenzo wants to say. This neurosis has weaved a thinking trap so that everyone can't help but follow him.

  Like thunder, he smiled at everyone, like a hidden ghost, spitting out the forbidden knowledge.

   "Blood secret technology, armor technology, we have enough things from the monsters, but... but do we really understand them?"

  Lorenzo speaks faster and faster.

"The Demon Hunter has been pursuing and thinking about the nature of the monsters, but just as we were infinitely approaching the truth, the night of the Holy Promenade broke out, but it seems that the dead Lawrence didn't know their nature...or from the very beginning. No one knows."

   "I can be sure, everyone."

  The voice of the demon hunter trembled slightly.

   "Something is preventing us...I can clearly feel that every time I think about it, something is preventing us from discovering the truth."

  The chattering of ghosts and gods echoed in this dark castle.

  The truth of the world is within reach.

  (End of this chapter)