Fantasy World Transmigration

The world unfolds in Chen Ang's eyes, the breeze touching his face, the slightest reaction of the skin, the cold steel under his feet, the sound of electric current jumping in his ears, everything is real and nothingness.

Standing opposite Chen Ang, there was another "Chen Ang" in front of the land king, just like a mirror, that Chen Ang took a step forward with a smile, his body suddenly flowed like water waves, His face twisted for a while, and when he reappeared, he looked like Professor X.

"Are you surprised?" From Professor X's mouth came out the voice of Magneto.

Professor X got up from the wheelchair again, and said with a crazy smile: "Human beings are such fragile things, do you believe? They rely on their own feelings to understand and observe the world. This kind of real cognition is so Vulnerability, everything in their mind, character, cognition and personality, depends on this fragile, ridiculous, false sensory perception!"

"And shaping a person's inner existence is precisely the information he receives. The source of this information is limited to human senses. We know the world and shape our personality, which is gradually completed from the information we see and hear. , Then in turn, information can shape a person, and naturally it can also destroy a person, as long as he is smart enough!" Chen Ang laughed.

"You are a smart person, so you are a master of illusion, not a manipulator of five senses."

"You are so right!" Jason said frantically, "I am a master of manipulating illusions, I am a master of manipulating psychology, I shape those people into what I want to see, I am their master!"

He withdrew his trembling hand, looked at Chen Ang and said, "You are a different person. Among all the people I have met, you are the only one who uses these strange things to perceive the world."

Jason, disguised as a professor, said with emotion: "I think you can know me, you should know me. My father, ha! He is also an idiot. He tried to shape me into a weapon to control me, but, there is Who created a question, his extremes, his madness, his ridiculous ideas?"

"It's you!" Chen Ang said indifferently: "Of course it's you, his madness and anxiety, his hatred and extremes, he is your most successful work, you must be very satisfied, because you didn't manipulate a person, but It must be a good feeling to create a personality, shape a person, his hatred and love, his persistence and dreams!"

"It's so wonderful, his madness, his incompatibility with this world, his complicated feelings for me, what a contradictory and great existence! Talents are the most beautiful works of art, great, despicable, infatuated, and unforgettable Things, this was originally God's work, and now, another great artist, he participated in this shaping process." Jason's voice suddenly became low.

"He is my father, he gave me life, he created me! I am his father, I recreated him, what a wonderful cycle." Jason looked at his hands obsessively, he waved and grabbed The sun, shouted: "I am the sun!"

Chen Ang saw the sun melting in the sky, falling down, and merging with Jason's disguised Professor X, turning into a faceless, outlineless naked man.

"As real as it is illusory, as false as it is true, a brain in a vat, a master of illusion."

Chen Ang sighed: "I thought you were a scientist, but I didn't expect you to be an artist."

Chen Ang was a little disappointed. Although Jason had really developed his abilities in depth, it seemed completely different from his expectations. Chen Ang hoped that Jason would be a calm, objective psychologist, and a master criminal who manipulated human nature.

Through the study of the human heart and human nature, destroy and reshape people with the senses.

It's a pity that he only saw one lunatic who used supernatural powers as drugs. He took madness and insanity for granted, just like psychotropic drugs, and used his abilities crazily. He didn't explore the mysteries of the human brain , In-depth exploration of the human heart that Chen Ang is obsessed with, but to infect others with madness and chaos.

So people can't play with art, once they engage in art, people will be useless, at least half of them will be crazy, once it is traced back to philosophy, the whole person will be crazy!

"Jason, your opinion is very interesting, but it's a pity..." Chen Ang said indifferently: "If it's just that, it's okay to be called Illusion Clown, but you're not worthy of the title of Illusion Master!"

Jason's voice fell silent, the sun in midair suddenly became gloomy, a hoarse voice, Jason's real voice echoed in midair, "I thought you could appreciate my art, but now it seems that you are only worthy to be My work of art!" The light gradually disappeared into the world, and sulfur and flames began to scorch the space.

Chen Ang raised his head, his eyes were as calm as a deep blue ocean, around him, there were countless crazy, bloody, cruel, darkness and terror that hit the depths of people's hearts, but he turned a blind eye to them.

The scorching lava, the endless abyss, the pain, the wailing, everything is like a real horror, but it can't arouse Chen Ang's reaction at all, he can still control his body and behavior, it seems that everything does not exist in his eyes, he is firm going in one direction.

Jason's voice came suddenly, with a hint of madness and surprise, "How did you overcome your subconscious?"

Human consciousness is not enough to control the body. Most of the activities are done by the subconscious mind. Even if you realize that this is an illusion, your subconscious mind will still be deceived. If you feel pain, you will shrink your hands. Uncontrolled by the conscious, being scorched by the flames, feeling hot and painful, the subconscious mind will feel that the body is injured and it is difficult to breathe.

This is an instinctive reaction of the human body, not to mention being controlled by consciousness. Now that Chen Ang has waded through the magma, stepped into the sky, and let the world change ever-changingly, his body has no reaction at all, which is not normal at all.

"I don't have a subconscious mind!" Chen Ang laughed.

"Impossible? It's impossible for human beings to have no subconscious mind!" Jason's voice was rarely filled with anxiety. He could accept death, but he couldn't accept his own failure. , the old feeling of powerlessness.

"Nothing is impossible. Once your consciousness can control your body, control your breathing, reactions, process those complex information, and even control those cumbersome biological instincts, is there any need for your subconscious to exist?" Chen Ang said with a smile: "Human psychology is very interesting. There are some ideological things and subconscious information, which are very exciting."

Chen Ang waved his hand lightly, and the world fell into darkness again.

"How is this possible? How did you control this world?" Jason was completely astonished, like a child who was broken into his restricted area, looking at the secret base that belonged to him, but was broken into by an adult, and realized that he The helplessness and fear of being trampled on when one's territory is violated.

Chen Ang had no intention of taking care of Jason's fragile heart. He plunged the world into darkness. When it was lit up again, he had already stood on the Iron Throne and came in front of Jason. In reality, Jason was just a face A pale, thin young man, his face was pale, and he looked at Chen Ang tremblingly.

Chen Ang took a step forward and came to him. Jason couldn't stand still and fell to the ground.

"In the human subconscious, there is a collection of information such as concepts. What are concepts made of?" Chen Ang looked at Jason and smiled: "It is some attributes felt by humans, such as weight, color, shape, and smell. , touch, texture, these things constitute a concept, as for the reality represented by that concept, it is even bigger, in places we cannot see, in the real world, there is always a huge truth.”

"Having said so much, there is actually only one meaning, that is, our concept of things and our understanding of them are only one aspect of reality. Obviously, Jason, you want to control my brain, but in the brain field Here, you are still far behind, you can only use your concepts to describe my world."

Chen Ang tapped Jason's head lightly, and said with a smile: "Now, let's take a look at the world in my eyes, my understanding and concept of the world!"

"Ahhhhh!" Jason felt a sharp pain in his head, and countless complicated and complicated information flooded into his mind. He saw the infinite unfolding of the world, warped gravitational folds, space distortions, all over the whole world, He saw that the earth was condensed in a small point, and then expanded infinitely. Every inch of space was in that point, and it was everywhere.

Chen Ang took him and stepped into that point, they appeared in front of Stryker, took off his hat, they appeared in front of Magneto, leaving a piece of iron on the plastic, they appeared in front of the professor, the professor Gently nodding to Chen Ang, they are in the White House, the Pyramid, the Great Wall, the Red Square, the Eiffel Tower, and the Colosseum.

At the same time, in countless places, Chen Ang expanded the entire spatial dimension, leading Jason to appear in countless places at the same time, and at the same time, these places collapsed into a small point. The next moment, he was back on the Iron Throne.

This place has already changed its appearance. Countless miraculous and indescribable existences spread across every inch of space. Jason can see waves of fluctuations filling the space around him. A special will, in this ubiquitous fluctuation During the fight against Chen Ang's will, he saw countless information carried in the fluctuations.

At this moment, the world reopened before his eyes.