Fang Zheng had never imagined he would go on a date with his Little Angel during such a support mission.
However, he had to admit, it was indeed a very nice way to relax.
Walking along the artificial lake with Nymph, casually buying two ice creams to enjoy as they strolled, Fang Zheng couldn’t help but feel a bit sentintal watching the lively crowd around them.
"I really didn’t expect, if I hadn’t known in advance, I wouldn’t think of this world as just a virtual one... Hmm, Nymph, what do you think?"
"Huh?"
Caught off guard by Fang Zheng’s question, the Little Angel, who was daintily licking her ice cream, paused for a mont before she hesitantly began to speak.
"This... Master, I think this world and the world we belong to aren’t really that different, um... Of course, from an information data perspective, this world is a bit more rudintary..."
"I forgot, this is your expertise."
Patting the Little Angel’s head, Fang Zheng realized his question was kind of silly. Nymph was an Omnipotent Angel who specialized in electronic warfare. In the real world, she could modify and control real-world information elents through hacking. For her, this world was no more than playing ’The Sims’ on a computer within ’The Sims’.
And with this thought, Fang Zheng suddenly began pondering another issue.
If this virtual world was rely a "replica" of the real world that seed a bit rough around the edges to the Little Angel, then was the real world truly the real world? What exactly is reality? Humans use computers to process and analyze signals, injecting them into the brain, allowing them to feel the true reality even in this virtual world.
But then, is what they feel in the real world the true reality?
Temperature, taste, touch, all of these can be experienced through the brain. But is the world we see truly as it appears to us? For humans, we believe the sky is blue, the grass is green, fire is red, but that’s only because of the range of colors our human vision captures.
Conversely, for dogs, the world has only black and white. So, which colors are the correct ones in the world seen by dogs and humans?
Take Fang Zheng, for instance. When he activates the Ti Dragon mode, he can see the tiline and vague shadows of every person in front of him, representing their past, present, and future. Ordinary life forms cannot perceive these. But for Fang Zheng, who has transcended ti, the existence of a person is rely a segnt of imagery from one end of the river of ti to the other.
So then, is all of that incorrect? The world we live in is rely a result processed by our brains, which instinctively "filter" out information humans can’t process and understand, retaining only what they can comprehend. But what would happen if the human brain were to bear information it couldn’t understand?
Perhaps, the fresh green grass before our eyes would beco filled with tendrils like writhing insects, and the humans walking toward us would appear as disgusting masses of decaying flesh. The air would be filled with all kinds of pungent odors, and even the food in our hands would display a completely different appearance, as if blinking back at us with nurous insect compound eyes...
So, what is the real world? This question...
Is utterly aningless.
Fang Zheng shook his head, casting aside these wild thoughts from his mind. The philosophy presented by The Matrix of Hackers seed aningless to him; it appeared to be a critique of how machines enslave humanity and the sorrow of humans imrsed in falsehoods. But haven’t humans always been controlled since their birth? Controlled by air, water, food, unable to fly, unable to move freely in the deep sea.
Humans are so fragile that a single disaster can effortlessly erase their cities and even civilizations. Isn’t that a display of humans being controlled?
So, what then is freedom? Is the deceitful feeling of being free by oneself freedom?
Therefore, in Fang Zheng’s view, this question had no value at all. The first page of the Prophet Mage’s study manual stated, "Once you beco a Prophet Mage, you must rember one thing: as long as you do not feel fate, fate will not control you."
To put it simply, if you’re not aware of it, then it doesn’t exist.
So in Fang Zheng’s view, torturing oneself with this kind of problem was purely masochistic. Unless one’s head was ssed up or terribly bored, who would care about such trivial matters?
As for phist and the people of Zion, were they truly fighting for freedom? Fang Zheng was very skeptical about this. After all, according to the story of The Matrix of Hackers, the first batch of people discovered the "truth" of this world by accident. Perhaps among them, there really were so who wanted to escape the enslavent of machines, but Fang Zheng didn’t believe that all of them felt the sa. In his view, it was likely that many of them joined the "resistance against the Motherbody" movent simply to drag others down with them!
Think about it, they learned the truth of the world, which sounds grand, but then what? Can truth be eaten as food? No! Maybe they were living hazily inside the Motherbody before, but at least they could enjoy delicious food, flirt with beautiful girls, have beach bonfires, and live a comfortable life!
But now what?
They hide in the underground tunnels like sewer rats, eating protein that’s as disgusting as slug sli, and constantly worrying about being caught and killed by those machine octopuses. Even when they return to the Motherbody, they have to be extrely cautious because they’ve been "banned." If they get discovered by the agents of the Motherbody, they only have one way out—death!
Really, would anyone be content with such a life?
History teaches us that all revolutions are for a better life and future, but in the case of these people, Fang Zheng couldn’t see any future or hope. Aside from a nebulous concept of "freedom," they practically had no tangible "rewards"!
At least when you overthrow the wealthy you can divide up their land. But freedom? Can it give you land? Can it give you at to eat? Milk to drink? Girls to woo? A stable job and a peaceful life?
Besides, even if they defeated the Motherbody, what would they gain?
But since they couldn’t go back to the Motherbody, with the ntality that if they’re going to be unlucky, they might as well drag others down too, these people naturally sought out more scapegoats. And when those scapegoats woke up to find themselves banned, they certainly wouldn’t be resigned to their fate, but would go on to seek out more scapegoats themselves... In short, in Fang Zheng’s eyes, these people were just like a pyramid sche.
No wonder the Motherbody launched a crackdown campaign. After all, pyramid sches are massively harmful and their poison lingers on...
With these thoughts, Fang Zheng gave a slight smile, pulled his thoughts back, and looked at the Little Angel beside him.
"Nymph, where shall we go next?"
"This... Master... I... I want to watch a movie."
"Oh?"
Fang Zheng was surprised by Nymph’s suggestion, but after so thought, he realized that he indeed had never watched a movie with the Little Angel. Co to think of it, he wondered what the level of movies was like in this world?
"Alright, let’s go watch a movie then."
"Phew..."
Upon hearing Fang Zheng’s answer, Nymph’s heart, which had been held in suspense, finally settled down. The little one followed by Fang Zheng’s side, while her mind started to whirl with mories of what Tilia had said during a casual conversation before.
The dating protocol... Yeah, it was to go to the park with Master, watch movies, shop on the streets, then have dinner at a fancy restaurant, and after that, sleep together in a hotel... That way, Master would be very happy!
But... why would sleeping together make Master so happy?
At that thought, Nymph couldn’t help but feel puzzled. Tilia’s expression had been strange at the ti, which made it impossible for her to delve deeper into this matter. But... she guessed it was best to just do as Tilia had said...
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