How Am I Still Alive?

Strike, vibrate, twist.

Collision, conduction, collision.

Knock, wrestle, roar!

"Boom!"

Lu Pingan sat in front of the "piano", happily tapping the keyboard, the musical notes kept popping out, and the surrounding atmosphere and scenery were constantly distorted.

This is a newly shaped super-large steam organ, and a large number of elemental life provides it with energy and materials.

Countless lights flow in it, and notes and thunder echo in the energy field.

The huge steam pipes cover an area of ​​dozens of square meters, and huge energy flows in it.

Light or similar existence flows in it, sometimes turning into "gaseous", sometimes "condensing", and sometimes being ding-donged into gears and springs in the echoing of rusty bells.

Lu Pingan does not understand music, and he does not need to understand that he willfully taps his own musical (silver) symbols and injects his emotions and pain.

"Da Da Er"

The strange sound echoes throughout the world. In the ears of mortals, this is not music at all, and it can't even be called noise.

However, this is indeed a "note".

It is the product of the creator's integration of his own story and emotions into the rhythm and melody, and it is the embodiment of will in the subjective world.

"Start the first major key, ring the bell once, push the lever, shake the valve, welcome to the symphony of fate"

The plain sound, the passionate emotions, the erupting fate, are obviously completely different from the original symphony of fate, but the few listeners who can bear it hear the twists and turns and pain of fate, the kind of finding a way out in a painful and long life, and the kind of human nature that always persists.

"Boom!"

The sudden explosion and the parts group flying into the sky are probably the response.

For Lu Ping'an and this "breeding machine" now, this power has come too early.

Even if it is just turned on. It and him have begun to be unable to bear it.

"Start the second major key, light the fire twice, turn the gears, close the valves, the fantasy movement is accompanied by the prelude of destruction, the cheerful silver symbol is full of pain and joy, life is not extinguished, everything has no end, and the ruins will become a new city again"

The fantasy piano music is coming to reality, but this time, it is only the first minute, the machine and the performer are coming to an end at the same time

"Boom!"

The expensive organ group is collapsing, and the performer Lu is also surprised and gradually turns into ashes.

It seems that everything has failed? It seems that the huge investment is really just a sound?

It's just that where the ashes are scattered, on the organ group, several transparent crystals appear, among which there are tears, roars, and endless painful groans.

They are not, they or they seem to be alive.

But Lu Ping'an, as the creator, ushered in his first death at this moment.

There were countless cracks in his body, and the next moment, pieces collapsed, and he died directly and completely.

So, a certain mechanism was triggered.

The next moment, when he reappeared in bewilderment, and the deducted points and the prompts on the screen told him that this was not a nightmare, he felt that it was all worth it.

"How can creation be without cost? The old life is exchanged for the arrival of the newborn. Isn't this a matter of course."

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"Is this life? Is it a group of newborns?" Big Cat was a little confused. She couldn't understand the scene in front of her. This was completely beyond her accumulation.

"It's hard to say. It should be a component, a very important component."

In fact, even Lu Ping'an now can't answer a very simple but crucial question.

What is life? Which is primary, the soul or the body?

Does the soul exist independently, or is the so-called external spiritual power just the energy field overflowing from the body of life?

If simply assembling life is simple, it can be done by finding a rule-level life system at random, but few people can turn a simple "inorganic matter" into "life".

After all, that is the real nirvana, the level of the real "Nuwa".

Let's take a step back and be more realistic. Answering which of the two is primary, "body or soul", is the eternal topic of life. This directly determines where you start to build your life and what kind of results you will get in the end.

"I don't know, I really don't know"

Lu Ping'an, who was very confident and could even peek into the secrets of the gods, seemed very confused at this moment.

Even just a few months ago, Lu Ping'an would have given priority to "spirit (soul)" without hesitation like other gardeners. After all, there are too many independent souls.

But now, Lu Ping'an "knows" too much, and he is increasingly unable to respond directly.

Is this a barrier to knowledge? Or is it because this question, if it is not restricted by region and time, has no standard answer.

"The creatures in this world are indeed creatures, but many of them only have flesh and no soul, and their flesh is just energy crystallization. They should be 'brain dead', but they are alive and well."

Different worlds may have different answers.

But as the holder of the "rule of life", I have to answer this question.

".Life, perhaps, is just life."

Whether it is energy, spirit, matter, flesh and blood, or artificial pseudo-life, there is no essential difference.

Life is just an accident, a miracle, but it is destined to shine in the multiverse. It, he or she, and even Him, are all coexisting with the world, or evolving together, or embracing each other (individuals can also embrace the world).

If we go to a higher level, perhaps the world is just a special form of life.

"Lu Ping'an!"

The sudden roar brought back Lu Ping'an's consciousness, and when he "opened his eyes" to look at the reality, he saw that this new flesh and blood body was full of cracks and bloodstains, and it almost reached the end.

The prompt on the system panel refreshed the screen again, but I'm afraid he himself knew that this was not a field that could be reached now, and it might be better to stop here.

"I'm fine"

I gave myself an extension to let most of the wounds heal directly. Recently, the life points of this world have been too much, and he can't bear it.

And there are too few local consumers. Now we have to solve this problem.

"Can this 'create people'?"

Looking at the crystal clear crystals in Lu Ping'an's hands, which are similar to the Phoenix Tear Stone, it naturally attracted more attention.

"It shouldn't be enough, but it's a start."

This time, Lu Pingan looked up at the sky and suddenly felt that everything in front of him was not a big deal.

He seemed to be standing at a higher place

"Are you looking at me?" He said to the multiverse.