PFC Chapter 578 You are the Jesus of philosophy
Chapter 578 You are the Jesus of philosophy
Chapter 578 You are the Jesus of philosophy
The sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves onto the ground, forming mottled light and shadows. The shadow of nothingness under the shimmering water equally covers everything.
"Where is this place?"
"My paradise, the horizon of nothingness, it's best not to wander around, IX is next door."
The Sanskrit sound praises the merits of the heavenly glory, billions of voices sing together, the sound of order from Taiyi is now condensed and manifested on the infinite corridor, and the solemn and sacred cross is reflected in the eyes of Sunday, the family representative of the Pinoconi Star.
"Except for Lao Zheng, who I sent back after winning the resurrection match, you are the first person to arrive here of your own will, the child of order."
From the depths of the vortex cave of light, a melodious and gentle sound was heard. The light and shadow of existence and nothingness intertwined to form gorgeous patterns, adding a touch of mystery and peace to this solemn space.
Sunday, who had a halo and ear feathers on his head, was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "What should I call you, sir?"
Taichu God of Heaven has immeasurable and boundless merits.
Su Lin originally wanted to say this, but in the end he simplified it a bit: "The God of the Beginning."
"Star God of Hope..." Sunday's eyes were originally as calm as a peaceful lake, but after hearing the answer, it seemed as if there was an undercurrent surging: "Merciful Hope, please allow me to overstep my bounds. May I ask why I am here?"
"Order is part of my power. You can regard me as the progress of Taiyi and the transformation of order." Su Lin said: "I have returned and have taken back the power of the ancient gods from Xi Pei. I am already a complete god, capable of judging the rest of the gods."
Before he came here, the plot had only progressed to 2.1. I didn't expect that this boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes and chicken wings was still a remnant of order.
Wait a minute, he is the order now, what are the remnants?
Loyal minister!
"Tai Yi"
This answer surprised Sunday, but he was very strong psychologically and quickly regained his composure: "One hundred and seven thousand three hundred and thirty-six family members have not forgotten the glory of order until today, and they still long for its return."
Sunday looked toward the vortex cave of light with great piety.
Soon, from the pure white that was too white to look directly at, a figure stepped on the light and came, and the creation story in the ancient poems resounded in the heaven.
"interesting."
In Sunday's eyes, holy light flowed around Him, and His true appearance beneath the countless rays of light was that of a handsome young man with black hair and black eyes.
“You are not O.”
"Otto? He is my messenger."
Su Lin smiled warmly and waved to open the door of the church with gorgeous reliefs and religious colors: "Since you are here, come in and chat with me. I have been away for too long. Tell me about you and your family's story."
[Contestant Yinzhi gave up the competition! Contestant Bai advanced to the finals!!!]
"Ah, yes, yes, it was Boss Aha who planned all of this and prompted the birth and arrival of the Star God of Hope."
At the Ether Front, Su Lin faced the camera and unceremoniously drove away the group of reporters who were rushing over:
"I won't change my name, my name is Qiong, Qiong of the starry sky. My wisdom is a piece of scrap metal, my protection is a fool, my hunting has no sense of humor, and my destruction is like a madman. Why should we, the Masked Fool, explain our actions throughout our lives to you?!"
"Get away from me. If you keep on nagging me, we Masked Fools will blow up your toilet."
The door closed and the box returned to silence again.
"Mr. Qiong, we Masked Fools rarely blow up other people's toilets under normal circumstances." Giovanni said on the side.
Su Lin glanced at the other person and said to Li Huowang, "Help me see how many faces he has under his mask."
Li Huowang nodded, and without asking the reason, he pounced on him without saying a word.
Ignoring the pleading voice beside him, Su Lin sat down again, but his attention was not on the current game, but on listening to the "spoilers" from Heaven.
The organizers of this competition formulated new rules, prohibiting players from exchanging decks and players from playing in the game as their own Ether Spirits. They also listed the Tiankeng Dragon, the Fool God Soldier, and the God of Light as commemorative Ether Spirits that were permanently banned from the Ether Front and only existed in the database.
Tsk, if you are not good at it, just practice more. If you can’t afford to lose, don’t play.
Why not let him use the God Card?
Forget it, this Ether Front is rotten after all, and has no life. After watching the game and listening to the spoilers, I will get back on the train and continue my pioneering journey.
[Now, please welcome the final champion of the Ether Front, the "Star" player! Make a shining appearance!!!]
what?
"I am the traveler from Teyvat, the Galaxy Stickman."
Xing appeared in the camera holding a metal trash can, pointed at the screen and said: "I'm not targeting anyone, but I'm saying that everyone here is trash."
Su Lin: “…”
Zhongli: “…”
Song Shuhang: “…”
So, this is the reason why Hook, who was originally supposed to appear as the final boss, ran to the Rift to be the gatekeeper?
Yes, it would be abnormal if the concentrated star core essence of the elements that know the future development direction in advance didn't come to life.
[The original competition process is that the top four players will challenge the unknown guest star player from the Star Train in a round-robin manner. If no one wins in the end, the star player will win the championship.]
[However, in order to promote the large memory domain of Yalilo planet, provide targeted assistance to galactic-level impoverished planets, vigorously develop Yalilo's characteristic tourism resources, and realize the strategic revitalization of the planets cooperating with the Interstellar Peace Company, we decided to use the past dreamland "Original God" in which we hope the star gods will ascend to godhood to carry out a new mode! ]
[After research and decision by the Galaxy Ether Front Organizing Committee, the battle mode will be changed to elimination mode. All players in the quarterfinals can participate. Specific rules.]
"There's really no other way. Let's go find some new ether spirits."
Su Lin stood up from his seat and walked out: "I'm going to see where Big Brother Bang and the God of Fun are, and see if they are free to be the Ether Spirit, and then bring back the sealed hands, feet, and head of the God of Hope."
“Where is the fairness in e-sports? Just act like a human being.” Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes.
Su Lin said with disdain: "I just took back the deck left by my grandfather. What's unfair about that?"
[In order to thank the Star God of Hope for giving hope to everyone equally, the commemorative theme of this competition is set as hope, to express the greatness of the Star God of Hope in distributing destiny to all things! ——"Therefore, the values of all ether spirits are set to the average value! Any damage exceeding the limit will be deemed invalid damage!"]
[Everyone has the hope of winning the championship! Dear contestants, dear audience, why don’t you say thank you to the God of Hope? ]
Amid the overwhelming praise and thanks from outside the venue, Su Lin stood there in a daze, his mind wandering.
"Thank you, Taro." Lu Mingfei said with sincere gratitude.
In the final circle of Yiyu.
"So, who is that guy?"
The Star Core Hunter Silver Wolf pointed at the 'Qiong' who had tied himself to a cross in the middle of the church, waiting for players to kill him, and said, "Elliot said he is not Aha, at most he is a Pleasure Envoy, but he has a deep relationship with the Star God who shouldn't exist."
"He is another me in a parallel world. In his timeline, amber crumbles, immortality withers, melodies become mute, arrows of light dim, the black sun is reduced to ashes, and the tavern is covered in dust - even destruction itself cannot escape destruction."
Xing raised his arms, with a trace of sadness and loneliness in his eyes: "In order to change all this, under the guidance of hope, he returned to the present."
"Why does this setting sound familiar?" Silver Wolf scratched his ear and typed a string of code on the keyboard in the air: "Forget it, explain it to Kafka yourself."
Streams of data formed the images of Kafka, Blade, and Sam in the air.
To Silver Wolf, the security system of this project team of the company is a piece of cake. However, perhaps in order to attract traffic and popularity, the participation of the Star Core Hunter in the competition was not only not stopped or pointed out, but instead became a hot spot under the marketing model.
Of course, the biggest hot spot is still the attraction of the Interstellar Succubus [White]. I heard that the company's advertising business revenue this year increased by 50% year-on-year, and this is only in just a few days.
"Hi, Xing." Kafka waved to Xing.
Xing smiled and nodded, "Hi, Mom."
Everyone turned their eyes to Kafka.
"I haven't seen you for a while. You seem to have changed a lot." Kafka's eyebrows relaxed slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "You know, I am very happy to see you now."
Su Lin raised his head from the cross and said, "Really? That's great."
"Haha. It's really a miracle that I can see both of you existing at the same time." Kafka looked up at Su Lin on the cross and whispered, "Do you want to call me mom too?"
"Hi, wife." Su Lin's expression remained unchanged.
Xing begged, "Brother, at least let mom go."
The scene fell into an eerie silence. Even Klein, who had just pushed the door open and was about to launch an attack, twitched his lips and chose to close the door and leave.
It's so disgusting, it's against the will of heaven.
These two guys have no moral integrity at all.
"It seems that you have a good relationship, but you don't want to tell me the secret." Kafka smiled and didn't care: "It's okay, this is good."
She approved of the way the two men changed the subject and disrupted others' rhythm.
Silver Wolf's eyes twitched, and he felt like he was playing some kind of Edo Star non-circulation game. "Then let's compete first."
Xing rubbed his hair, took out the Ether, and summoned the [Mechanical] Iron Man Legion, the [Alien] Godzilla in the Reincarnation Space Zoo, and the [Humanoid] Dome.
"You're a better cheater than I am." Silver Wolf commented.
If the value hadn't been limited, this silent guy would probably have won the game secretly.
"Rely on your AOE mechanism to attack, Sam." said Silver Wolf.
"I will..." Sam clenched his fist and surrounded himself with flames: "Ignite the sea!"
In an instant, Xing used the escape technique to flash in front of Sam, put his arms around him and rubbed him hard.
"you?!"
"Hi, wife~"
Xing rubbed the mecha's mask affectionately and said softly, "Lend me the transformation device."
Su Lin also pulled out a historical projection, making it come behind Sam and hug him.
"Liuying has tried very hard, but do you choose me or her? The transformation device can only be lent to one person."
Sam froze in place. It seemed like there was something wrong with the language module, and an unknown sound came from inside the mecha.
finally.
"I'll go back first."
Sam disappeared in a stream of data.
"Is this the relationship between the two of them?" Kafka frowned slightly, turned around and left in confusion, and smiled: "Xing, Qiong, I'm leaving first. Listen to me, you two should have fun, get along well, and don't quarrel or fight."
It seemed like he was responding to Su Lin's address, or he was speaking according to the other party's identity.
In short, Silver Wolf felt that he lost this game inexplicably.
"Goodbye, aunt~" Xing waved and shouted to Silver Wolf.
Su Lin put away his playful smile and continued to stay on the cross, waiting for the game to end, while his attention gradually shifted back to heaven.
The dim light shines through the translucent glass windows, creating a mysterious and solemn atmosphere in the dark space.
The air was filled with the faint aroma of candles, intertwined with the calm atmosphere of the wooden square table, hollow windows, benches and other furnishings. Only the conversation between the two people echoed in the church.
"That is to say, the family wants to revive order."
Su Lin sat in the confessional room, and asked Sunday, who just said he wanted to confess to him, "And you, want to use the family's purpose to create a paradise without star gods, only order, and belonging only to humans through star cores and dreams."
Ever since entering the church, I have been unable to lie and can only follow God's will and tell everything.
But Su Lin's expectation made Zhou Ri's heart calm down involuntarily. He said slowly, his tone unchanged: "A paradise where humans can live with dignity and happiness."
"I admire your idea, but it's too idealistic." Su Lin crossed his hands on his abdomen, dust floated in the beam of light, and time seemed to slow down:
"Human nature has weaknesses. Desires prevent all rationality from reaching the complexity of spontaneous order. The so-called paradise is ultimately a dream."
"A beautiful dream that is destined to wake up and face reality sooner or later."
Su Lin had to admit that he liked the guy in front of him, or rather
He likes this kind of people.
Regardless of whether it is realistic or not, at least his ideals and pure kindness in his heart add a different color to reality.
"In reality, the weak are ruthlessly eliminated, equality disappears, and in the cruel competition, people live in uncertainty and have a hard time."
Sunday did not deny his persistence because of the Star God's denial. He lowered his eyes, as if remembering that he once sat in the same position: "There are always only a few people who can succeed. How many people set out with ideals and extraordinary dreams, and halfway through they realize that they are just a fragile member of the masses."
"For the weak, if dreams can become a paradise that is no different from reality under great power, the social system of natural selection in reality and the paradise in dreams where everyone can be happy are on the same level."
“And in that paradise, the happiness of all beings will be under a single order.”
Sunday supported his forehead with the back of his hand and spoke in a firm tone.
"You must be very tired." Su Lin could hear his tiredness. He sighed silently and looked at the figure outside the gap in the black curtain: "Do you want me to recognize this order?"
“.”Sunday was speechless.
Indeed, he had the intention of gaining the other party's affirmation. Compared with the star gods, humans are too small and too powerless.
If He of Order has returned, neither Taiyi nor Taichu will be able to make their own choices before the plan is completed.
世界
That's it.
"Yes."
"I respect your ideals, but you should also let the weak make their own choices. Can everyone agree on the order you expect?"
Su Lin originally thought that the other party was stuck in a strange dead end and couldn't get out. A vision that was too grand would always have some omissions.
Who knows
Sunday raised his head, put his right hand on his chest, and said seriously: "The mere description of thoughts is indeed too abstract. Great, you should know that in some worlds there is a social system of "two days off" or "three days off."
There are also "single day off", "no day off" and "adjusted day off". Thank you.
"During the hard-earned rest days, people can free themselves from the pressure of life, return to the peace of mind, do not have to face the law of the jungle, and gain a brief happiness."
“But such days are still too short.”
There is one thing to say, indeed.
"So what do you want to say?" Su Lin asked helplessly.
“So in my opinion, the ideal system of society should be ‘seven days off’, repeating the cycle of Sunday and tomorrow, and achieving eternal peace of doing nothing in the new world.”
Sunday clenched his fists and there was a bit more determination in his eyes.
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Su Lin seemed to feel that he had heard it wrongly.
But as he recalled it again, his eyes gradually became empty and his mouth unconsciously opened slightly.
OK, now I understand.
"Seven days off...?"
"Exactly."
Sunday took a deep breath, and the rise and fall of his chest represented how uneasy he felt inside.
The god in the confessional remained silent for a long time, and Sunday felt that he was about to face the final judgment.
This went on for a long time until the church bells rang, and each stroke was like a whisper from God.
"you"
A majestic voice sounded, no longer as natural and casual as before.
"No, my child, from today on, you are Jesus."
(End of this chapter)