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Thinker!

Such an answer made Yue Yuanzhou think a lot.

After learning about the existence of that wall, Yue Yuanzhou knew that there was such a world, so when he heard that the thinker's first reaction was the people living in the world behind that wall.

So he hurriedly asked: "Do you live in the world behind that wall?"

If the answer is yes, then Yue Yuanzhou guesses that this so-called thinker is probably a profession that he knew before time travel, and must be an author or something.

But thinking about it this way, Yue Yuanzhou still felt that it was too absurd. The absurd thing was that he was actually talking to the author?

But the answer was: "No, I am not in the world behind that wall."

This answer surprised Yue Yuanzhou, but he seemed to be used to it, so he immediately spoke again: "Well, are you somewhere in the Sea of ​​Chaos?"

"No."

"What's the meaning?"

The thinker replied: "Because I am everywhere."

Oh, this is the answer again.

To be honest, Yue Yuanzhou was a little disappointed. He was everywhere and nowhere at the same time. This seemed to be a common answer for high-level beings to answer their own questions.

The thinker's next words seemed to see through Yue Yuanzhou's thoughts: "You seem to be disappointed?"

"Yes." Yue Yuanzhou answered honestly.

"Yes, you must have heard this answer many times."

"Yes." Yue Yuanzhou replied silently.

"Okay, but I can only answer like this, because I am everywhere. Oh, to be precise, I exist wherever there are thoughts. On the other hand, where there is me, there are thoughts. That's right, 'existence' itself is a description that appears because of thinking, so it's not wrong that everything exists because of me." This time the thinker said a lot.

Such seemingly repeated words made Yue Yuanzhou fall into deep thought.

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After a long time, Yue Yuanzhou finally asked the question: "What is the reason why I traveled across time? Did the latter say that you were the manipulator behind my traveling through time?"

"Yes, it's me," the Thinker replied with certainty.

At this moment, Yue Yuanzhou didn't know what to say, whether to thank the other party for allowing him to experience life, or to condemn the other party for throwing him into the nanocore world without any notice.

Putting aside these difficult questions, Yue Yuanzhou noticed that the thinker did not answer the first question, so he asked again: "What is the reason why I traveled across time?"

"Thinking." As soon as Yue Yuanzhou finished speaking, the thinker's answer came out, as if there was no need to think or hesitate at all.

"Because of thoughts?" Yue Yuanzhou understood somewhat, so he confirmed.

"Yes, because of thought," the thinker took the trouble to answer again.

Because of thoughts, indeed because of thoughts.

Yes, everything is thought, so you are called a thinker.

Yue Yuanzhou gradually understood, and his eyes no longer searched for the figure of the thinker, because he knew that he could not find him at all.

"The reason why I stepped out of the Nano Core World for the first time, was that fleet also arranged by you?"

"Arrangement?" The thinker questioned this word, but without waiting for Yue Yuanzhou's answer, the thinker continued: "There is no arrangement, and there is no need for arrangement, but that fleet did appear because of me."

Yue Yuanzhou asked: "Why?"

"Because of thought." The thinker still answered this way.

"Thinker, please allow me to call you this, can you talk about yourself?" Yue Yuanzhou changed the topic, because although he roughly understood what 'because of thinking' meant, it was not thorough enough, so he wanted to use other methods. Learn about it.

"You want to know about my birth and form of existence," said the Thinker.

After saying this, the thinker seemed to feel that something was wrong, so he said in a somewhat apologetic tone: "I'm very sorry. This is my nature. It's not that I deliberately spied on you."

It was okay not to say it, but when he said it, Yue Yuanzhou was inexplicably horrified, because the thinker did say what he was thinking.

Moreover, if the thinker had not expressed his apology, Yue Yuanzhou would not have noticed it at all. Of course, even if the thinker said it, Yue Yuanzhou didn't notice it at all.

Its own nature?

Thoughts?

Yue Yuanzhou secretly thought that with such an existence, he must have to stop thinking to avoid its prying eyes.

"Yes." The thinker replied, and then apologized again: "I'm very sorry. This is my nature. I didn't mean to spy on you."

"I understand, so as I want you to know, can you tell me about your birth and existence?" Yue Yuanzhou sighed, this kind of existence is beyond imagination.

The only way to avoid its detection is to stop thinking. But if you stop thinking, is it still considered an intelligent life?

"No problem." The thinker continued very generously: "In my understanding, from the moment intelligent life was born, I began to conceive. But sometimes I feel that because of my existence, intelligent life Only then can we be born, or wisdom.

Sometimes even I can't tell whether it is thought that produces wisdom or wisdom that produces thought. But one thing I am sure of is that if the thought does not stop, the thinker will be eternal. "

"Later, as I became more and more complex and powerful, the forms of intelligent life became more and more strange, and a hundred flowers bloomed. Sorry, I still like to discuss it from my perspective."

Yue Yuanzhou interrupted: "I understand, please continue."

The thinker seemed to sigh: "I've said enough."

"Have you finished talking? Where is your form of existence?" Yue Yuanzhou asked.

"If thoughts don't stop, the thinker will never stop. This is my form of existence." The thinker warmly reminded: "Of course, in fact, I would rather say that because the thinker is there, thoughts will never stop."

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Yue Yuanzhou was stunned.

Doesn’t it mean that the thinker exists in the thought? And intelligent life is just a worm in the mind of the thinker?

The more Yue Yuanzhou thought about it, the more terrifying he felt, and the more he thought about it, the more insignificant he felt.

This feeling is like looking up at the stars for the first time and learning about the vastness of the universe for the first time.

"What's that side of the wall? Are you there too?" Yue Yuanzhou asked reluctantly.

In fact, he had already asked this question and the thinker had answered it, but Yue Yuanzhou knew that the meaning he expressed this time was different from before. He knew that the thinker must know what he meant.

Sure enough the thinker was quick to reply, "Yes, I was there too."

After a pause, the thinker continued as if explaining: "Because there are intelligent life there, and if I were not around, there would be no thoughts."

So it is, thinker. Thinker!

Yue Yuanzhou felt very uncomfortable, but he still continued to ask: "What about the heavens and the worlds?"

The thinker did not answer directly, but sighed: "You like to get to the bottom of things."

Yue Yuanzhou said silently: "I'm sorry, I don't know when I got this problem, or maybe I'm just like this."

"It's nothing, I appreciate your fault." The thinker said.

But Yue Yuanzhou, who got a glimpse of the clue and felt very uncomfortable, didn't appreciate it very much. Instead, he complained in his heart: Are you entertaining yourself!

The thinker falls on deaf ears.

Yue Yuanzhou had no choice but to speak again: "Where are all the heavens and worlds?"

After asking this question, Yue Yuanzhou stopped speaking. He just waited quietly, waiting for the thinker's answer.

I don’t know how long it took before Yue Yuanzhou heard the thinker’s answer.

Different from the past, the answer this time did not come from anywhere, but from Yue Yuanzhou's thought itself.

"I think, therefore I am, I think, therefore you are here, I think, therefore you are here, I think, therefore all heavens and all realms are here!"

Some people say that time accumulated is the years.

For Yue Yuanzhou, every step he takes on that ladder of nothingness is like the years that time has settled on him, recording the traces of his own thoughts.