Mystery Makes Me Strong

Of course it couldn't just be a dream.

Although Zhao Wei's wife, son, and housekeeper all forgot what happened, he still has a relative who remembers.

After Zhao Han came home from get off work, he stood at the door of his uncle's villa and looked around.

When she saw a familiar figure coming out to pick her up, she wanted to say something, but couldn't.

In the end, she could only ask, "Second Uncle, are you okay?"

"Everything is fine, I'm fine, and so are the others." Zhao Wei said with a smile.

"That's good."

In just a few sentences, the word "good" appeared five times.

Zhao Han deeply hated his clumsy tongue, if it were a teacher, he would definitely be able to talk so much that it would make his uncle change his mind.

"You are stronger than me now." Zhao Wei seemed to see what she wanted to say, and patted her on the shoulder, "It is your existence that proves my mistake."

Then he nodded and walked back to the villa.

At this time, talking too much is not good for both of them.

Only then did Zhao Han heave a sigh of relief.

That's fine.

Wait, those things that uncle did before, wouldn't they violate the regulations?

she asked in her heart.

"Are you stupid? It was originally an experimental reasoning. Except for the environmental substances in it, the people are all fake. How could it violate the regulations?" The narrator joked.

"What did the teacher do to make uncle wake up?"

"You don't even understand."

"If you don't tell me, how do you know I don't understand?" Zhao Han said stubbornly.

"Well, because to be honest, I didn't understand what he did, he just used data simulation to do what you and Xiaohuan did, and then your uncle woke up inexplicably. "The narration seed was confused.

"Even you don't understand," Zhao Han thought in a daze, and suddenly, she suddenly realized, "I understand."

"What do you understand? Impossible, you are so stupid, how could you understand better than me?" The narrator suddenly felt that his IQ had been hit.

"It's very simple, because the teacher's strength is far better than that of the uncle, so for the same reason, it doesn't work if we say it, but it works if the teacher says it. Just like the same reason, it's useless if the parent who is looked down upon by the child says it, and the child Admired parents, it will be useful if you say it." Zhao Han said very confidently.

"You understand loneliness." After listening to the narration, Zhizhong suddenly felt that his IQ had returned.

"Fuck you, it's as simple as that." Zhao Han said with certainty.

Then she went to Xiaohuan to make sure.

At this time, Xiao Huan was also scratching his head and asking Wen Rensheng:

"Old Wen, I didn't see what you were doing, why did Fatty Zhao wake up suddenly?"

"This is the destiny." Wen Rensheng said foolishly.

In fact, what he wanted to say couldn't be said directly.

It seemed that Zhao always understood.

However, he had a feeling that the other party seemed to have only realized one level, but that level was enough for the other party to give up trying to break through the bottom line.

And the other party's deduction is actually very valuable.

The essence of the soul does not determine who you are, but memory and thinking patterns determine who you are.

In the final analysis, the essence of the soul is also a part of the hardware, and cleaning memory is formatting.

The software that runs on it—your memory, your thoughts, your self-knowledge—is what defines who you are.

This is why everyone subconsciously thinks that after drinking Mengpo soup, reincarnation is not rebirth.

During the deduction just now, many people deliberately confused this point, and actually changed the concept secretly.

After going through this deduction, it is quite helpful for the perfection of a series of soul skills such as resurrection.

At least, Wen Rensheng felt that if he studied more, many soul-type skills could be promoted to grandmaster.

This is really a pleasant surprise.

"Hmph, cheapskate, don't say it if you don't want to." Xiao Huan said angrily, "I'm even more confused when you say that."

"If you are a little confused, it is your contribution to the world and mankind."

"Damn, are you saying that I have been doing negative work for the world and mankind?"

"You know how to do hard work. It seems that you are at the level of the first year of junior high school."

"Ph.D., doctoral supervisor, and doctoral supervisor's father all have to call me teacher in my script!"

Wen Rensheng left with a smile.

Not long after, Zhao Han came to find Xiao Huan.

"Oh, your uncle is awake and won't be confused anymore. As for the reason, it's fate." Xiao Huan pretended to convey Wen Rensheng's words.

She does not produce content, but only works as a porter for Wen Rensheng.

"Thank you and teacher, I understand." Zhao Han was relieved when he heard this.

"Definite number" must refer to the teacher.

It is a fate, that is to say, the lost ship of the uncle met the lighthouse of the teacher, and then regained its direction.

It's easy to understand.

"You, you really understand?" Xiao Huan was taken aback.

Is he even worse than Zhao Han, who is always stupid?

"Of course, thank you again, I will treat you to a big meal next time."

"Not next time, just today." Xiao Huan immediately put the question aside.

"Today is today."

…………

After finishing the unexpected episode, Wen Rensheng returned to his study and continued to think about how to design his new home.

Just as he was thinking, a bloody light suddenly came from his mind.

It was the world of flesh and blood, countless lumps of flesh, rolling in his mind.

A dull and hoarse voice sounded immediately:

"You killed ten million people. You are the second largest butcher in human history, second only to that clown. You will kill more people in the future."

"Go on, I'm listening." Wen Rensheng said indifferently.

"You have been pursuing perfection, and your way of perfection is paved with the bones of these people. Do you know what true perfection is?"

"Meat?" Wen Rensheng asked back.

"You are very savvy," the dull voice praised, "a piece of meat that symbolizes vitality and madness, and infinite possibilities are born every moment, including the light and love you are chasing, including the truth of the universe."

"Sorry, I don't like novelty hunting, I'm a normal person."

"Normal means flawed, and you can never be perfect."

"Okay, can you tell me something useful?"

The dull voice fell silent.

"Well, you know those monsters, those monsters that originate from the depths of the mystery, why you keep fighting them, why they never really try to kill you?"

"Because their real enemy will always be themselves. Just like in a real peaceful society, everyone's biggest enemy is basically himself." Wen Rensheng said lightly.

"That's right, then you know, why are they afraid of me?" The dull voice said suddenly.

"Because they can't understand you, the unknown is always the greatest fear." Wen Rensheng thought for a while.

The dull voice is naturally the omniscience of chaos. It seems that it has indeed given birth to wisdom consciousness, and these years are not in vain.

"Then you know why they can't understand me?"

This time it was Wen Rensheng's turn to be silent.

He knows some reasons, but these reasons are not enough to make a judgment.

Because he knows everything about the principal of disaster and chaos, but he still knows very little.

"Let me tell you the answer, because I am changing and updating all the time, creating possibilities that they cannot grasp. They can predict their own destruction, and among the nodes of destruction, there is my existence, but They can't destroy me." There was a kind of confidence in the dull voice.

"Is it interesting for you to fight back and forth?" Wen Rensheng asked suddenly.

"The drift of the plate makes the mountains; weathering makes the peaks lower. Is it interesting that the two are fighting all the time?"

"Understood, you are saying that you are the embodiment of the law of the source world."

"That's right. They can destroy any life, but they can't destroy the law itself that produces life."

"You are wrong, you are not the law." Wen Rensheng shook his head and said.

"I'm not a rule? Then what am I?" the dull voice asked in confusion.

"You are just a variable." Wen Rensheng twitched the corner of his mouth.

The dull voice disappeared, and it seemed that these words hit it too hard.

Hmph, with such a thing, do you want to shake your perfect will and noble character?

The so-called "ten million butchers", data transformation, is the law at the bottom of this universe.

It is definitely not a massacre. The only flaw is that I am only using it superficially at present, and I am still far from fully mastering it.

But the appearance of the other party reminded him of one thing.

Let him figure out a question:

What is the destiny?

is the speed of light in vacuum, 299,792.458 kilometers per second.

is Planck's constant, the gravitational constant...

Why are they that number? Why not something else, why not a little higher, not a little lower?

Nobody knows why.

Because they are measured and observed, that is the value.

No reason, no reason.

This is the so-called fixed number.

The universe is based on these fixed numbers to determine the operation of everything.

Only they are immutable.

They are the most perfect existence and their ultimate goal.