??66: Chapter 26: God Said_1
66: Chapter 26: God Said_1
[You have voluntarily disconnected, please choose whether to reconnect.]
“Thank you, but not for now~”
[Execute the wake-up program?]
“Please do~”
[Received, now it’s 22:15 on January 3, 2049, you will wake up in a minute.]
It took Motan about two minutes to acclimate to the suddenly approaching night after leaving the ga cabin.
After all, when he logged off, it was still sunny inside the ga.
This experience was no longer strange in this era of prevalent spiritual simulation devices.
However, each encounter could still bring him a wave of hazy illusion.
Like being caught in the crevice between the spiritual and the real, it’s peculiar and intoxicating.
“Such a pity that ti is precious~” Motan managed to dispel that wonderful sense of dissonance in a very short ti, expressing his regret: “Moreover, starting two days ago, the ti under the night sky has beco even more precious to
…
”
He made himself a cup of coffee, with only sugar and no milk.
Instead of hastily drinking it right away, he set it down on the table beside him.
Then, he made his way to the soft couch and directly fell back onto it.
Closing his eyes to ponder~
[Who am I?
Do I truly exist?]
[I can control my actions, like gently lifting my finger …]
[But does this process truly exist in ‘reality’?]
[Do my emotions spring from my ‘true heart’?]
[What does ‘true heart’ an?
How can a person prove their existence?]
[Is life a scripted play, or a pure product of chance and inevitability with no set position?]
[Do I really exist?
Why am I ?]
[…]
This seemingly childish train of thought was not a bout of insanity from Motan, but a subconscious self-hypnosis process.
His focused yet aningless contemplation had only one purpose—to actively execute a personality switch.
So far, this thod was the only one he could guarantee a high success rate and would not cause much harm to himself.
Thoughts are fascinating, and so are humans.
We often enter a wonderful ‘detached’ state under certain circumstances, as if observing ourselves from a god-like perspective that no one else can perceive.
This is not an exaggeration.
At least so people (like the one typing on the keyboard in front of the monitor at this mont) have had similar experiences.
During a bout of insomnia, they started to question and deny their existence—an odd attempt.
In simple terms, find all kinds of evidence to prove your existence, such as wanting to move your finger, then ordering yourself to ‘move the finger.’ And then questioning it from another perspective—actions, thoughts, dinsions, destiny, existence.
At so point in this process, a confusing feeling will descend, as if there is a layer of water mbrane separating you from the outside world, isolating thoughts and actions.
Although you can still control your body, there will be temporary delays…
It is sowhat frightening, but also a fascinating state.
I call it ‘upper layer thinking’.
During subsequent intentional experints, I successfully entered this state a few more tis.
Frankly, the experience was not pleasant—it felt like I was isolating myself from everything around , and I couldn’t even confirm my existence.
[Note: This is the author’s personal experience and it is unknown if it is universal.
Interested friends can try it a bit, but please don’t take it seriously.
Maybe just my sanity is not quite right, but yours may not be.]
Now, let’s get back to the story.
After many years of experintation, Motan found that this state he stumbled upon by chance, could greatly assist him in the ‘switch.’ Even though this process would consu a large amount of energy, it remained to be his best option so far.
Among these, the process of switching the personality to [Absolute Neutral] was his most proficient one.
After all, it was the most normal personality in daily life, and sowhat moderate in character (but not diocre), at least not as extre as the other two.
It wasn’t too troubleso to switch…
So, after a while, when Motan erged from that slightly magical state, the confusion and perpetual laughter in his eyes had vanished, replaced with a gentle and slightly lazy temperant.
“Coffee….” He walked to the coffee on the corner of the table, hesitated slightly, then pulled a small bag of instant sweet milk from the drawer and poured it in, sighing, “It’s more suitable with so milk.”
Motan, who finished the coffee in one gulp, felt much more energized.
After stretching lazily, he laid back in the ga cabin, noted the current ti, and logged into the ga.
….
[Spiritual connection detected and your personal information is being synchronized…]
[Connection complete, reading character information]
[Welco back, Hei Fan of Absolute Neutral, loading into the Realm of Innocence, wish you a good night]
“As expected, nobody noticed~” When Motan regained consciousness, he found himself sitting on a bench on the central road of Stacked Rock City.
There were many pedestrians around at this ti but no one noticed the sudden appearance of a person.
He couldn’t help but sigh, “What tricks did the system play on these NPCs’ perceptions?
Or is my existence just too insignificant?”
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