MTL - Evolved From Polluting the World-Chapter 132 The last ride to the furnace

When the finite world is decomposed and swallowed up by the end, only the furnace and the void are left.

In the void, void turbulence is swept everywhere, mixed with complex polymers of various "concrete" and "concepts" that escaped from the finite world. It is impossible to say clearly whether the properties of the void are concrete or conceptual.

Perhaps, for origin and finiteness, the void is the "useless thing" composed of waste.

It has no value and will only spread everywhere like a tumor.

Void is complex, there is a lot of information, but the information is very scattered and complex, and it is basically impossible to form things with a little value. Passing through the void, the complex and chaotic information is like a flow of energy, wantonly impacting the spirit and consciousness.

Qiao Xun took Alcott through the void. Their destination is currently the only origin melting pot that can intuitively distinguish "what", which is surrounded by starry sky, as well as all kinds of specific life and conceptual life.

Alcott stood beside Qiao Xun, and his footsteps followed closely.

According to her ability, it is a bit reluctant to resist the erosion of the void, so she can only stay close.

But even with Qiao Xun's blessing, Void Turbulence can still interfere with her spirit to a certain extent. As a result, she always felt that there was a person with a very strange voice, circling around her, and then kept saying things she couldn't understand. Those words were weird and terrifying.

This is a kind of mental torture.

Alcott's forehead continued to seep fine beads of sweat. She swallowed and asked:

"Mr. Qiao, how long will it take to get out of here?"

Qiao Xun looked at her,

"Does it feel bad?"

Alcott said with difficulty:

"It's so strange... It's like someone keeps whispering in my ear. Saying things I don't understand, although I don't understand, these words make me instinctively feel compelled and scared."

Qiao Xun said softly,

"Don't be afraid. The reason why the void makes people feel afraid is that its characteristics are 'chaos and disorder', which itself is a subversion of the characteristics of the finite world's 'law and order'. For anyone born in the finite world, the void is It is an instinctive fear. As long as you stabilize your own existence, the only danger in the void is the energy turbulence."

"That's what I said, but it's really hard to control the fear." Alcott asked curiously, "How did Mr. Joe do it?"

Qiao Xun thought about it. He did not take this issue lightly, and after thinking for a while said:

"In the past, whether I was in the void or in the void, I tried my best to keep silent and reduce my existence to avoid being disturbed. In doing so, in the long run, it is very likely that my existence will be assimilated by the void. Now, for me, the void is actually very ordinary, and there is nothing special about it. The reason is that I have a clearer 'reality' than before."

"Real?" asked Alcott. "Could it be that there is still falsehood? It should be true if it should not exist?"

If it was before, Qiao Xun would probably agree with Alcott's point of view. But in the depths of consciousness, after feeling "his life in the eyes of the great being", he has a deeper understanding.

He shook his head,

"Existence is not necessarily true. Our feelings about reality are actually very lacking. We can feel our own existence, but we cannot strongly prove that this feeling is true."

Alcott thought hard for a while, then said confusedly:

"It feels so difficult."

"Well, probably. I'm also studying."

Qiao Xun couldn't be sure that his point of view was correct. After all, his understanding of "truth" is only the period of time that he wandered in the depths of his consciousness. Other than that, there are no more opportunities.

Alcott sighed,

"Oh, I have to rely on Mr. Qiao again... I'm so sorry. I feel like I'm always bothering you."

Qiao Xun smiled,

"It's okay. Every time I help you, I can also do what I want to do. It's not a special effort."

Alcott pouted,

"That's what I said, but for me, isn't it all Mr. Qiao's efforts for me? Alas... What can I do to repay my kindness?"

"Look, isn't this just adding pressure to yourself? After all, the people who helped you never thought of repaying anything." Qiao Xun reassured, "Don't make trouble with yourself. I have seen many People are all in this kind of self-entanglement and do some wrong things. Just like Sayuri, she used to be a person who was easy to set limits and struggle with herself."

Speaking of Sayuri Gomo, Alcott felt a little more energetic.

"Oh... Sasha is doing fine now. Even if she sometimes struggles with herself, it will be explained by Weiwei right away."

Qiao Xun smiled,

"So, their personalities are complementary."

"Well... Probably. Sasa works very hard, has clear goals, and is thoughtful in her work. She can always handle both big and small things well. The only drawback is that she doesn't know how to relax and comfort herself. Wei, she's lazy, she said it was too hard before, and now she wants to bring back the lazy ones she didn't steal before," Alcoten Nuzui, "I see, she's a lazy person herself. Then she's so-so, I don’t care about my personal image at all, and I can’t wait to eat others when I communicate with outsiders. The only advantage is that I can comfort myself and others… Speaking of which, this only advantage doesn’t seem like an advantage…”

Qiao Xun said with a smile,

"Oh, you said so many bad things about her, aren't you afraid that she will find out?"

"If only she knew..." Alcott sighed, and then she regained her strength and smiled, "However, what should I say... For me, waking up to see her every day, It will be very reassuring. I feel that as long as she is still there, there will be nothing sad."

Qiao Xun looked far away, looking at the melting pot of origin under the stars,

"Don't worry, I'll see you again."

Alcott did not speak. However, Qiao Xun's usual tone made her heart faint with anticipation.

The two walked through the void, like a stroll.

Although Alcott still didn't understand what "truth" Qiao Xun was talking about, her mental state was obviously better thanks to Qiao Xun's relief. Although the chaotic whispers from the void still lingered in his ears, he was able to persevere and no hallucinations appeared.

Finally, at an undetectable moment, they suddenly walked out of the void and came under this shining starry sky.

The reason why it is "an undetectable moment" is only because of the "disorderly" characteristics of the void, and it is impossible to observe the changes of time, only the feeling of time, which can only come from the inner edge.

After stepping into the starry sky composed of stars, Alcott took a long sigh of relief,

"I finally left the void... This feeling is too uncomfortable, I will never go in again."

Qiao Xun smiled and said nothing.

Alcott took a few steps forward and looked at the furnace of origin in the most central area of ​​the starry sky. At this time, she really realized how big the origin melting pot is...

What kind of furnace is that, it is clearly a world in the shape of a furnace.

The shining stars continue to gather towards the furnace, but the furnace continues to spew out incomprehensible power again and again. Every spurt was a bleak moment for the stars, but even so, the stars continued to move forward without retreating at all.

On the way forward, the stars who could no longer move forward after the dim, used their bodies to form a part of this starry sky, and continued to contribute the remaining stars in their bodies to the rest of the stars.

Even though Alcott didn't understand the particularity of the existence of the stars, he felt that there was a "spirit of sacrifice" in it that was difficult to describe. It seems that every star shining in the starry sky is willing to sacrifice.

She couldn't understand this,

"Are those stars willing to burn themselves out?"

Qiao Xun looked at the stars and said:

"For them, it's the only thing they can do."

"Then why don't you live? There must be hope for those who survive."

"Is there any hope in living?" Qiao Xun looked at Alcott and raised this question seriously.

Alcott didn't know how to answer, and whispered,

"It's better than dying."

Qiao Xun did not rush to deny it.

"Do you know how those stars existed before?"

"do not know."

Qiao Xun said with a smile,

"So, if you don't even know how they survive, how can you say to them 'there is hope if you live'?"

"..." Alcott was a little embarrassed, "But, doesn't it mean that there is nothing left after death?"

"Yes, when you die, there is nothing left. But if you knew that your death was the most meaningful thing you have done in your life, would you choose to die?"

"I... don't know." Alcott was a little dazed.

Qiao Xun said,

"Those stars, they live in the void that you fear and face. Chaos and disorder dismantle all their rationality and order. You just stay in the void for a moment, and you feel unbearable. You know, the time they spent in the void...is in billions of years. We all say there is no time in the void, that's because the void never changes. Time is used to describe change. For the stars living in the void In terms of time, there is time. And, their time, the only recorded change is the gradual collapse of reason and order.”

Alcott's eyes trembled,

"It sounds very painful!"

"Yes. It's very painful. You see the starry sky, the stars are shining, the stars are shining. But more stars have already sunk in the void." Qiao Xun exhaled, "Alcott, you know, more The point is that the void is the only place they can stay, and they can't go anywhere else."

Alcott almost held her breath, she looked at Qiao Xun in disbelief,

"Just living in the void?"

"Yes. And, before this, they came from a finite world like you. Alcott, just imagine, now let you go to the void and survive for hundreds of millions, billions, tens of billions of years? You will What a feeling."

Alcott's shoulders stiffened,

"I will die!"

"So, from this aspect, the only thing those stars can actually do is burn themselves in this starry sky."

After learning this, Alcott became very much admired for those stars. She stared at the starry sky, gleaming with light,

"very impressive."

"After they became stars, they lost their understanding of themselves and the meaning of their existence. They were like dust floating in chaos, aimless and confused." Qiao Xun said.

When Cassiopeia burned itself and turned into an anchor, those stars in the chaos saw the only way they could go.

Therefore, for the stars, Cassiopeia is their "dawn".

It is very difficult to be able to drift in chaos for billions of years and still maintain a burning hope. In this regard, Qiao Xun cannot say that he is better than Cassiopeia. However, Cassiopeia, let him see that there are really people who can do this kind of thing.

Probably, the willingness to fight against fate for Cassiopeia also had such a momentary thought in it.

Alcott said,

"So, is this their release?"

"Freedom... There is always a feeling of escaping from suffering after suffering. For the stars, it is probably not escaping, but chasing."

"In pursuit of..."

At this moment, Alcott once again felt his insignificance. She found that she didn't seem to be looking for anything. If one day you become a star, how many springs and autumns can you last?

she asked,

"Will all the stars come to pursue them?"

Qiao Xun shook his head,

"No, most of the stars have long since given up on themselves under the dismantling of chaos, and have become part of the void. Those who can come here are those who maintain only a trace of will and still want to prove their existence."

"It always feels so tragic."

"Tragic and heroic. Tragic, it is destined to be miserable in a limited and incomplete world. Heroic, it is their own choice." Qiao Xun said.

Alcott said dazedly,

"Is it small and great?"

Qiao Xun's eyes were moved.

Tiny... Indeed, compared with the origin and the finite, the stars in the chaos are really too small.

Great... Who can say that what he has done can be greater than theirs?

Alcott sighed,

"It is worthwhile to do a great thing in one's life. But when I think about it carefully, I have never done great things in my life. It's like... I'm like an ant under the wheel of fate. Grasshoppers, roll with them, and if they hit an uneven road and hit a stone, they will be crushed to pieces."

Qiao Xun didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Where did you get such a heavy feeling, a child? A little bit of vigor, okay?"

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"I'm not a child, I just look alike... Besides, I'm not entirely thanks to you for my appearance! Wouldn't it be reasonable for you to imagine me as an intellectually mature big sister?"

Qiao Xun looked at her,

"The key is not that I imagine you as a child, so you become like a child. Rather, you are indeed a child, so the image of you in my heart is a child."

Alcott looked at Qiao Xun in shock, feeling that his outlook on life was about to collapse.

"I always thought that you just liked the image of a girl! So, do you really think I'm an immature child!"

Qiao Xun smiled slightly.

"if not?"

Alcott crouched down and began to doubt life. She whispered in a low voice,

"Where did I act like a child?"

Qiao Xun smiled and said nothing.

In fact, he didn't think Alcott was naive, so the image he set for her in his heart was the image of "half a catty cute, beautiful plus eight taels". Rather, in his opinion, Alcott's pure heart is something only growing teenagers have.

He had a relaxed expression and a cheerful tone,

"Let's go, Alcott, the last ride! Let's stand on the furnace and enjoy the starry sky again!"

Alcott may be sad, but as long as someone encourages and comforts her, she will be back to normal in no time. She stood up and clenched her fists,

"it is good!"