Chapter 790 Inspiration in Life
After dinner, the family members went to work.
Hai Luo is an elite scientist and is also responsible for the children's education. She is extremely busy, while Lu Yuan's parents and sister are in ordinary positions.
Although Green City does not advocate inward-looking culture, it is now in a critical period of great technological development. Everyone can't help but "roll up" and wants to contribute to the development of civilization.
Lu Yuan was the most leisurely. He first registered at the school and took a few elementary craftsman courses.
Looking at the children's enthusiastic eyes, their chattering discussions, and listening to the "wa ga ga" sounds of the immortal giant turtle, Lu Yuan sighed deeply: "This is life!"
"Ding-dong", the bell rang for the end of get out of class.
"Goodbye, teacher!"
Lu Yuan left the playground.
"Brother, why do you look so sad?" The immortal giant turtle is now only the size of a small house.
It hasn't grown for a long time, but the color of its shell has changed. The whole shell is black with a hint of brown, which is quite majestic.
I have to say, this guy's potential is really poor. He is obviously a vision born in Momen, but his combat power is all focused on defense.
If there were no Green City, I wonder where it would be hanging out now?
"I'm wondering how to clarify the internal connection between the id, ego, and superego?" Lu Yuan asked, shaking his head. "I've been struggling with this problem and can't figure it out."
"What?" As expected, the Immortal Giant Turtle's eyes widened, and he didn't understand at all.
Lu Yuan said it another way: "If you don't destroy the giant turtle, you will die once every era. Every time you are resurrected, how can you know whether your current self is the same as in the past?"
"Maybe my past self is already dead, and the current self is just a newborn?"
The immortal giant turtle was confused by this question. It had never thought about this kind of philosophical question. Is every death a real death?
Are those that followed really just newborns in shells?
The more it thought about it, the more frightened it became. In the end, it slowly shrank into its shell and shed turtle tears: "How could such a horrible thing happen?! Is my immortality fake? Am I already dead? I'm a fake immortal giant turtle!"
Lu Yuan was speechless. He knew that asking his "good brother" would result in this, so he couldn't help but comfort him: "Don't worry about it. You are not dead in this life anyway."
"The person you are now is definitely yourself."
"That makes sense!" The turtle instantly perked up, stretching his neck as far as he could, and putting his worries behind him. "Brother, I'm going to shed my shell soon. This time I'm going to replace it with an eight-hundred-year-old shell. Come and get it if you need it."
"Then I'd better obey your command." Lu Yuan patted the thick turtle back and continued to stroll around, looking for inspiration.
It's really nice to be in the company of old friends - even if they can't offer any advice.
The first impression of the prosperous Green City is that of busyness. Skyscrapers pierce the clouds, and the latest news broadcasts flow through the glass and alloy.
The aircraft was like a silver fish, silently shuttling through the three-dimensional transportation network, leaving behind traces of light blue light.
Skywalks span the buildings, and poppy trees hang down their emerald green vines.
Standing at the highest point and overlooking the entire city, you will always forget the passage of time.
People are the sum of social relations. Lu Yuan discovered that he lived in a network called "society". He was not only the commander-in-chief of Green City, but also had established friendly relationships with many like-minded people, colleagues who discussed craftsmanship with him, and titles such as the Leader of Momen and Grand Master of Craftsmen.
The network called "society" is both a constraint and brings meaning to life.
When in a state of inspiration, all kinds of ideas come to mind.
Lu Yuan suddenly realized the importance of the so-called "world title".
It may be another kind of "Pangu authority".
This authority is different from conceptual ability.
The conceptual abilities are "creation", "erasure" and "modification", which are quite powerful and can add rules to the world.
And "title" is equivalent to "sense of presence".
Or: "the right of something to exist."
In normal times, this right seems insignificant, as everyone has the right to exist, but in critical moments it can save lives.
Because the so-called "conceptual erasure" erases the "right to exist."
His pupils shone slightly. "The right to exist also involves anchoring oneself on the idealistic level. The higher the right to exist, the less likely one is to lose oneself... These idealistic rules are truly linked one after another. They may seem scattered, but in fact, there is a main thread."
Lu Yuan admired Pangu even more. He must be a very wise and powerful person. Such a carefully designed world contained all his "Tao"!
No wonder the Tower Top Civilization exclaimed, "This kind of world is quite rare even in the Sea of Chaos."
What's more, even level seven civilizations like the Thick Earth Civilization and the Gear Civilization found it difficult to understand the "beauty" of Pangu Continent. Instead, it was Lu Yuan who understood it.
Old Lu has a narcissistic feeling in his heart that "I share the same aesthetic taste as the civilization at the top of the tower."
He thought to himself, "If I use my own 'right to exist', along with the social connections provided by my family, friends, and Green City as anchors, the chances of me being assimilated by 'Pangu' won't be high. This is the right way!"
"But I still need a methodology... Creating a brain requires methods and a vehicle."
"What is this carrier?"
In theory, there doesn't seem to be any big problem in artificially forging a "brain with a neural network structure."
He had enough materials at hand, both materialistic and idealistic.
But the potential of the "carbon-based brain" in the traditional sense is too limited.
Greedy Demon] He wanted to create one that satisfied him in one go, one that had enough potential, and even required some artistic touch - this was extremely difficult. Lu Yuan pondered over it but could not figure it out.
"Hey, isn't this Commander Lu? Long time no see."
Suddenly, a familiar voice came to his ears. Lu Yuan turned around and saw that it was the ratman craftsman Shu Gongye and his twenty or so old brother craftsmen.
"It's been several months since we last met! Are you guys here at the treetops to collect folk songs?" he asked casually.
"We're currently discussing this. This could offer our civilization a mirror for 'mythological industrialization.' Perhaps even our Shumiba civilization could give rise to acquired myths!" The rat-man beamed with joy as he spoke, his beard twitching. "I discussed this with the king a few days ago. We're not interested in the Mirror of Tomorrow. We need the best Mirror of the Future!"
"I've finally gathered the materials for the [Future Mirror]. It really took a lot of effort this time... but as long as I can forge it successfully, it'll be well worth it!"
The rats have been working for Green City and have accumulated a lot of wealth over the years. Now they are investing it all in their own civilization.
"Congratulations in advance," Lu Yuan asked curiously, "What adventures has the Shumiba civilization had recently? It's been over seven hundred years since we last saw each other, so there must be some encounters, right?"
When talking about this, Shu Gongye became very proud and took out a light and shadow stone.
The light and shadow stone projected a series of photos. The first one was of the Rat King, Rat Huangfeng, standing on a tall building, his eyes looking straight ahead, his cloak fluttering in the wind, looking as if he was invincible.
This guy is quite narcissistic. He specially put on his best legendary dress just to take a photo?
"The social relationship provided by this rat man is also one of my anchors!" Lu Yuan thought to himself.
In the beginning, humans and the Shumiba civilization did become acquainted with each other through fighting, and the other side helped humans a lot.
By this calculation, Lu Yuan is indeed blessed with great fortune, and has had noble people helping him along the way.
"Is this a city in the sky? The Shumiba civilization has a city in the sky?"
"Hey, yeah."
He looked at the following photos curiously. "The population has also increased... Isn't it said that civilizations in the Eighth Era have difficulty reproducing? Why are there so many people? Over a million, right?"
"Most of the population isn't our own, but recruited from other civilizations," said Shu Gongye. "The Sky City was also purchased from another civilization. Its technological level is roughly the beginning of a Level 3 civilization. It's not exceptional, but it's better than relying on pack animals. Now that it's the Ninth Era, things are relatively peaceful, and Level 3 technology is more than enough for self-preservation."
"That's true." Lu Yuan was still very relieved that his friend was doing well. "What about those tribesmen who lost consciousness?"
"Those... have become wild beasts. There's no way to save them. Let them grow old and die naturally." Shu Gongye sighed. "But we've traveled a lot and believe that the body is just a shell. Thoughts and culture are the core of civilization."
"Look at this city. Most of the people are actually recruited from outside. Scientists and engineers are all from the rat tribe. What's the difference between their genes and ours?"
"If you accept the culture of my Shumiba civilization, you are a member of my civilization."
The Shumiba civilization was, after all, a fourth-level civilization of the previous dynasty, and was more than capable of bullying those feudal civilizations.
It is normal to recruit a group of people who are willing to follow you.
Lu Yuan nodded in agreement: "The source of the truth is just like me in Green City. We are not actually from Earth, but we have accepted Earth culture and there is no difference between us and Earthlings. But do you think your practice of substituting someone for someone else is civilized?"
Shu Gongye's eyes sparkled with tears of excitement: "A little bit! Although not much, but it really exists!"
"We don't know what's going on. The aliens of the Eighth Era had no luck at all, but the Ninth Era seems a bit more relaxed... So mythical industrialization must be done... Maybe our Shumiba civilization will really rise again one day!"
However, halfway through his excitement, he felt a little embarrassed because it was already the late era and they didn't seem to have much time to develop themselves. At most, they could be cheerleaders.
"It's better to have hope than not to have hope," the old friends consoled him. "At least we have supported the Ninth Era, so we have made some contributions."
"The disasters of the era must be left to the civilization of the Ninth Era."
"Which civilization will you support next?" Lu Yuan became even more interested.
Rat Gongye was even more embarrassed. His own king and those senior elders of the clan had been lying among a pile of female rats for fifty years, living a life of debauchery and reveling every night, but in the end they had not given birth to a single child.
Is this what you call supporting civilization? It's just being a ladybug!
But how could he say it?
"Could it be that...there are no achievements at all?"
Lu Yuan had a weird expression on his face. No way, you guys are just a bunch of smart mice, but you are not even as good as the ancient insects?
The "Underground Alliance" supported by the ancient insects, although it is a big lump in Lu Yuan's eyes, it definitely surpasses 99.99% of the civilizations in Pangu Continent and can be regarded as a pillar level.
Far from feeling ashamed, Shu Gongye patted his chest, acting as if it was a matter of course. "We've already supported some powerful civilizations in the early days of the era. This achievement alone is reason enough to be proud!"
"Supporting civilization is like starting a business; failure is the majority, and success is rare. But if there are one or two successful cases, we can say that the mission has been successfully completed."
Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment. One or two successful examples? Could it be that these guys were talking about the eighteen civilizations of mankind?
Well, this is indeed a famous record, and it is natural for the Rat King to brag about it.
The rat man stroked his beard and said, "Enough of the nonsense! Commander Lu, how about guiding me in forging the [Future Mirror]? You don't have to do it yourself, just watch from the side."
Lu Yuan agreed with a smile. He was in an inspired state and could see many clues at a glance.
The ratmen craftsmen were ready to go and began forging mirrors at the top of the poppy tree.
They have been members of Green City for many years and have gradually gained the good fortune of the eighteen human civilizations and can borrow from their luck.
But they belong to the Shumiba civilization, so they can also forge mirrors of the Shumiba civilization.
This method is the latest research, specifically used to spread the "myth industrialization", called the "dual identity drainage method", which means using the luck of a high-fortune civilization to create a [future mirror] for a low-fortune civilization.
It is obvious that the ratmen craftsmen incorporated their own culture into the forging process.
To the rhythm of the bellows pushing and pulling, the rats seemed to be dancing happily.
This is a harvest dance from ancient times. Even though the Shumiba civilization has long since developed modern science, the ancient dance has been passed down from generation to generation.
Shu Gongye's face was illuminated by the fire, and there was a glow of fire in his eyes.
Suddenly, he let out a high-pitched shout, and then began to dance in an ancient and simple manner - his left foot stomped heavily on the ground, echoing the earth; his right foot tapped lightly, echoing the breathing of the bellows.
"Dang" the bronze mirror gradually took shape, reflecting his shadow.
"That's all for today. My inspiration has been squandered."
"These parts are forged in batches."
Rat Gongye was quite satisfied with his work: "Actually, we rat people are good at forging mirrors. Because everyone in our tribe loves beauty, we like to carry a small mirror with us and look at ourselves at all times."
"The image in the mirror appears to be synchronized with my own, but in reality, it's always a beat behind... My civilization even gave birth to a book called 'The Mouse in the Mirror' because of this. What's the content of it..."
Another rat man said, "Rat, stop talking about this. The book 'Rat in the Mirror' has long been lost. Everyone only remembers the name..."
Everyone couldn't help but sigh: "It's a shame to lose culture, but as long as we can create new culture, it won't be a big problem."
The speaker may not intend it, but the listener may take it seriously.
Lu Yuan suddenly raised his head, his pupils slightly shining, and he muttered to himself, "The image in the mirror seems to be in sync with me, but in reality, it's always a beat behind... Isn't this what they call the new me and the old me?"
"You could also say it's the relationship between the main personality and the secondary personality."
The brain of the [Greedy Demon] is found!
"Mr. Lu Yuan, do you have any comments?"
“I’ve seen the future!”
"What?"
Shu Gongye wanted to ask further, but when he turned around, he found that Lu Yuan had disappeared...
(End of this chapter)
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