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Chapter 749 The meaning of life

Lu Yang woke up.

Liu Bei, Xie Na and Fan Bingbing by the brazier did not fall asleep, and Jiang Wenli, who was pregnant, did not fall asleep, and she was still muttering.

It seemed...he was asleep...and then he had a long dream.

But... this dream is more like the story of Jiang Wenli, and Lu Yang completely entered the dream she told.

"So sleepy..." After hearing Jiang Wenli tell her dream, Xie Na reached out to cover her mouth and yawned.

"It's time to have nightmares when you sleep." Liu Bei shook his head. Although he was tired, he still tried hard to support him.

"I know what the pass is." Lu Yang spoke to everyone beside the brazier.

"What is it?" Hearing Lu Yang say this, everyone who was originally sleepy was refreshed and looked at him.

"The so-called 100 wizards who participated in the wizard competition this time were actually only ten. Each of us was replicated ten copies, so we gathered enough 100 wizards to participate in this competition."

"The space on this isolated island is also an overlapping space. There are ten floors overlapping, and a group of ten people are placed in these ten floors of space. In the end, there are only ten passes... To put it bluntly, only ten people can survive in this ten floor space. The ten people who survived are equivalent to getting a pass... It doesn't matter what the pass is, what important is that this pass can lead us to what world..."

"You mean, each of us has been copied ten copies? What does it mean to copy?" Liu Bei and others were indeed a little confused.

"We are not people in the true sense. We are just a piece of data and a piece of memory. These memories form our self-conceived self. Once this memory is erased, even if our ontology is still alive, we are still no different from being dead..."

"As long as this memory is still there, even if our body dies, we will still survive. So, this competition actually has no meaning at all, and we don't need to look for any clues. All we need to do is wait, wait for other replica memories to die, and then the only one who survives can obtain the final pass." Lu Yang told everyone.

"But...what if we were the ones who died?" Jiang Wenli immediately asked Lu Yang a question.

"We? Does this world have a real meaning to us? You still don't understand what I just said... There is no us in this world at all. There are just memories combined together. It is memories that make us realize that we are us..."

"Tell you this way, the me around you may no longer be the one who came to this isolated island with you. The one I may have died in the pond, and you may no longer be the one I came to this isolated island with me. The one you were torn to death by mechanical cuttlefish under the pond..."

"Of course. We may have the experience of dying in this room. However, this process is all regarded as a dream or an illusion and appears in our memories, making us mistakenly think that it is a dream or an illusion, but it is not." Lu Yang told Jiang Wenli his analysis results.

"What you mean is that you are not the one who walked into the jungle with me, and I am not the one who walked into the jungle with you?" Jiang Wenli confirmed to Lu Yang.

"Yes, this is a multi-space, just like the world we live in, a very boring one. There is no need to find a strange realm of life, just wait quietly. If you can't wait, if you want to get the pass as soon as possible, you can even..." Lu Yang said and stopped again.

"Choose to die by yourself to speed up this process?" Liu Bei guessed what Lu Yang wanted to say.

"I've answered correctly." Lu Yang smiled: "The terror of the strange realm is not how to survive. But how to die. I don't know what you will do. Anyway, I already know that I can't die. In fact, seeking death is far more difficult than seeking death."

"Is the strange realm of using death as the way to live is too dangerous? It's too low to use your life to bet on life to find a way to live." Liu Bei shook his head. He obviously did not agree with Lu Yang's statement just now.

"I remember the second strange domain I have experienced since I became a miracle, which is a strange domain that exchanges life with death. At that time, I thought that strange domain was extremely dangerous, but... I look back now and have no feeling... Especially when I finally understand that the ultimate life path of strange domain is actually to seek death, not after surviving." Lu Yang continued to talk to himself.

"Someone once told me not to explore the cruel truth behind the strange realm..."

"I feel unwilling to accept it, and I have been exploring and pursuing what the cruel truth behind all this is..."

"I finally understand that the truth of the strange realm and cruelty is not how to find a way to live, but how to make myself die completely and completely."

"From the moment we became a wizard, our memory has become a piece of data stored in the wizard domain... In this huge server, this data can be copied infinitely. Every time we die, it is just a copy book that is erased, and countless copy books are still alive with this memory..."

"I'm no longer the same me..."

"Everyone around me is no longer the one I met before..."

Lu Yang was just talking to himself. He didn't care at all when these people around him heard or didn't hear it.

In a sense, the strange domain of the ten-level space this time seemed to make him understand everything he was going to tell above.

Looking back, his life in the billions of years is actually meaningless.

We struggled to survive, and thought we had realized the life path of the strange domain again and again, and thought we had won the strange domain competition again and again, but in fact, it was all useless.

He was always worried that he would die, so he worked hard to survive. In the end, the result was that he could not die at all. As long as the data formed by his memory on the strange server was not erased, he would not die no matter what.

The only difference is, in what way to live.

In this sense, living in the so-called real world is no different from living in the first generation of biochemical intelligence Zhou Ling’s memory for billions of years. If there is really any difference, it just depends on how strong the server computing power in this world is.

Zhou Ling, black-clothed, Yi Ling, Yi Yi, their seemingly powerful computing power is still extremely weak compared to the strange domain. Perhaps only after the nnnnn generation biochemical intelligence can they gain the power to compete with the strange domain.

But who can say that the ultimate strange domain was not formed by this nnnnnn generation biochemical intelligence?

With the interweaving of data and memory flows, he is destined to live a lifetime. His past love, entanglement, and unforgettable hearts are just experiments about human nature again and again.

He wanted to find his Yi Yi, but in fact Yi Yi did not exist at all.

Perhaps, he was more fortunate than other data memory streams, because he was once chosen to be the protagonist of this experiment, which allowed him to learn more about it all than other data memory streams.

He lived with the third-generation Biochemical Intelligence Yiyi, and then met the second-generation Biochemical Intelligence Black Clothes, got the weird computer from him, and met the first-generation Biochemical Intelligence Zhou Ling, and started a tangle with her for billions of years.

In these memories, he became an irreplaceable protagonist and promoted the progress of the strange domain. Perhaps the establishment of Jinyun Technology, the emergence of Ling and Yi were all related to him.

But everything is over now.

As Black said, he was their former experimental sample, but was abandoned.

The future protagonist is likely to be Xiaobin, the son of Lu Yang, who has become Lu Yang for no reason and has become hostile to Lu Yang from the beginning.

However, Lu Yang did not have any sorrow in his heart at this moment, nor did he feel the abandoned self-pity.

He was very calm.

He used to be wonderful, lived hard, loved, suffered, happy, and crazy... He did not think that his life was just a stream of data memory, nor did he think that the world he was in was just the so-called virtual world.

For him, all this is real, irreplaceable, and is a true part of his life. Even if the strange realm disappears, it will never die.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Wenli looked at Lu Yang and walked to the pond, and hurriedly caught up and asked him.

"Looking for the meaning of life." Lu Yang smiled at her, then jumped into the pond.

"Didn't you say there are terrifying mechanical cuttlefish inside?" Jiang Wenli's screams gradually disappeared on the water surface, replaced by the sound of gurgling water.

After Lu Yang went down to the bottom of the pond, he looked around and leaned against his memory... or feeling, and swam in a certain direction.

It's night now, and the water at the bottom of the pond is very deep, so there is almost nothing to see below.

However, the direction that Lu Yang chose blindly seemed to be correct... because he had been swimming and could not touch the stone wall of the pond.

After holding his breath for a long time, he felt his lungs become more and more stuffy and he would soon be unable to hold it in, but it is definitely impossible to return now. He didn't know how long he had been swimming here, and he couldn't even figure out the direction.

If you are suffocated, you will be suffocated.

Lu Yang didn't believe that he would really die like this.

But this feeling of being unable to breathe is indeed uncomfortable, which makes him recall the experience of the groundwater flow in the Hongsang Village Mine.

Finally, just as he was about to give up, some light appeared in front of him.

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