Ultrabasic evolution

The thing that was picked out was a very thin silk product, so thin that it was already transparent, even thinner than plastic wrap.

It was just a small lump of something as big as a fist. When I picked it out and spread it out, it turned out to be dozens of square meters in size, with densely embroidered handwriting on it.

"Are the world in your eyes and the world in my eyes the same world?" Lin Shen felt a little baffled when he saw the first sentence of the chapter.

"You can see these words, and the world in your eyes should be a little different from that of ordinary people." Lin Shen continued reading.

"I don't know what the world is like in other people's eyes. Everyone around me told me what the world is like when I was young, but the world I saw was different from what they said. I once doubted, There is something wrong with my brain, I am an alien that is different from others, a hopeless patient. In the end, I chose to live in the imaginary world, the world they call..."

The more Lin Shen read it, the more he felt that it was like an autobiography of a mental illness. The sentences in it were very messy, and even some places were not coherent.

The person who left these words has been saying that the world he sees is different from the world others see.

Although he knew that the other person might be sick, Lin Shen's curiosity was aroused and he couldn't help but continue to read, wondering how the world in this person's eyes was different from the world in the eyes of normal people.

"Until one day, I came here, and I suddenly discovered that maybe this world is not what they said, maybe the world I see is the real world..." When the text reaches this point, the handwriting becomes very sloppy, It seemed that the other party was very excited when he embroidered these words.

"From then on, I firmly believed that everything I saw was real, but in order not to be regarded as an alien and not to let people around me look at me like a monster, I chose to spend my life acting and playing a character. A normal person in their eyes.”

"I succeeded. They all thought that my illness was cured and I could live like a normal person. But only I knew that they were all wrong. They were the ones who were abnormal. They were the ones who were sick..."

"I spent my whole life trying to find a truly normal person like me, but until I was almost at the end of my life, I still couldn't find a normal person like me."

"The world is sick, everyone is sick, but they don't know they are sick, and I am the only one who is not sick. The world is so ridiculous, when everyone is wrong, only you are right , then what was originally right becomes wrong..."

Although the writing is very simple and does not contain too much emotional description, Lin Shen can still feel a strong sense of unwillingness and loneliness between the lines.

Lin Shen remembered a book he had read, and there seemed to be a sentence like this: "I stood in a sea of ​​people, looking around at a loss. Why can't my eyes reflect a similar figure? Are my eyes sick?"

"I wrote my true understanding of the world in a form that the world can understand into a so-called technique. If someone can practice this technique, maybe they can see the world I see. "

"But I'm disappointed again. No one can master my technique, just like they can't see the world I see. They think this technique is nonsense and they can't practice it at all. "

"Even if I tried my best to find some so-called geniuses to practice my skills, they couldn't even get started... Could it be that I was wrong... Am I sick? No, I'm not sick, I I know that I am not sick, but they are sick. Just because they cannot see the real world does not mean that the real world does not exist... Since I can see the real world... then there must be people like me who can see To the real world..."

The content below is getting more and more confusing, even a little incoherent, repeating again and again that he is not sick, but the world is sick.

"My life is coming to an end, and I have no time to look for the same kind of people, so I made this stone statue of the living dead. If someone who is not sick can come here, open the stone statue of the living dead and see what I have left behind, Then please believe that you are not sick and there is nothing wrong with you. It is the world that is sick and those patients who are wrong..."

Lin Shen tried his best to summarize the messy content below. Apart from the crazy words he said, the following content is the kind of technique he created.

"Tell me, what kind of world have you seen?" Lin Shen was anxious, but the man didn't say anything.

From his perspective, being able to find something inside the stone statue of the living dead meant that the visitor was a normal person like him, and there was no need for him to say anything.

As for the techniques he left behind, they are tools that he has been studying in the hope that patients can use them to treat their illnesses and finally see clearly what the world is really like.

"It seems that this is really a lunatic." Lin Shen felt that what this person said was random and had no substance at all. What could it be if it wasn't a mental illness.

But Lin Shen was shocked after seeing the techniques he used to treat diseases.

The first sentence of this unnamed technique, which he casually calls a treatment method, is "Human is not a human, but a suture monster, an aggregation of many lives... This kind of suture is not a simple patchwork. It is a more complex structure. You only need to find the connection points of the structure, and you can easily control or even split them..."

Lin Shen felt that although what was said above was a bit bizarre, it was not something that could not be understood using scientific concepts.

But the further back I look, the more bizarre and outrageous I feel.

"The patient can't see the connection points, so I used the stone statue of the living dead and used the energy here to create a suture diagram that ordinary people can see, in order to facilitate the patient's understanding. In fact, the suture diagram does not really represent the suture structure. , but in order to make the patient understand, this is also a no-brainer, just like drawing a three-dimensional creature into a two-dimensional one. This is an expression of dimensionality reduction, but this is the only thing I can do..."

Lin Shen continued to look down, and his expression became weird, because the connection points that this man wanted others to understand were actually the acupuncture points he saw.

There was even a diagram of the human body below, with all the acupuncture points clearly marked, which was exactly the same as what Lin Shen saw.

"No way..." Lin Shen looked frightened.

He originally thought that this was a lunatic, but now he actually saw things that a lunatic could see. Could it be that he was also a lunatic?