On top of the green hills.

The human-powered tricycle slowly goes down the mountain, and the mountain road changes wherever it goes, from being blocked by strange rocks to becoming flat.

The man in white was sitting in the carriage, which was a bit bumpy and his slightly long hair was shaking slightly.

He was lost in thought, as if in a dream.

What is going on? "Are you confused?"

The old man with a sage-like demeanor was pedaling a tricycle in front, his face calm and breathless, looking very proud and happy. He said as if it was nothing unusual: "Everyone who just came in is like this."

“Because people always think they live in a world of reason and logic.”

"But in fact, those who maker the evidence, those professors and scientists, are just like you, their vision is limited to their own cognition."

"I once met an internationally renowned space scientist, who was also a famous science fiction writer with a lot of imagination. But after he entered this world, he collapsed on the spot and his cognition was completely wiped out!"

"Ha ha."

The old man stroked his beard that was blowing in the wind and said in a clear voice: "I am one of the reception envoys of the T-one area."

"I am honored as the reception fairy, the extradition ambassador, the husband of Meng Po, and the guiding lamp god."

The old man turned around and smiled, "You can also call me by my real name - Zhang Weiguo, a professor of philosophy at Qianhai Renmin University, a pillar of intellectuals."

Brother Liu looked at the immortal in shock. He couldn't think of anything to say. He just nodded blankly and said, "Hello, Professor Zhang."

Zhang Weiguo, Meng Po's husband, showed a curious look on his face, "Why are you so calm? Oh, maybe you don't understand this world yet."

"Let me explain it to you!"

Zhang Weiguo turned around, pedaling his tricycle, his eyes flashing, "This is a world of consciousness. Everyone living here is conscious, including you and me!"

"But I want to emphasize that this is not hell! Consciousness is not the soul!"

Zhang Weiguo immediately started teaching students.

He pointed out, “From a philosophical perspective, a young boy like you who is confused and ignorant will definitely look up at some point, perhaps on a summer night, and suddenly discover the vast starry sky. At this time, a mysterious sense of awe will arise in your heart, and three huge and vague questions will knock on your soul.”

“What is consciousness?”

“Where is it?”

“What is the meaning of consciousness?”

Zhang Weiguo turned around, his eyes gleaming with wisdom. "Now, with more than 30 years of in-depth experience in philosophical research, I can tell you that I am also confused! After entering here, my worldview is also shattered!"

Brother Liu was speechless.

Zhang Weiguo continued riding his bike , and said sadly: "In short, once a human in the real world falls into a severe coma or becomes a vegetable, his consciousness will appear in this world. I was hit by a car before, and how about you? How did you fall into a coma?"

A trace of collapse flashed in Liu Di's eyes, "I was foolish enough to press a ballpoint pen."

Zhang Weiguo laughed awkwardly, "It seems that your mind is not very clear yet. Do you still think you are dreaming?"

"I'm going to tell you a terrible truth."

Zhang Weiguo shook his head. "Human consciousness is actually independent. When you are unconscious and your body functions are not functioning normally, your consciousness will be released and float away until it leaves your body."

“Then, you have a certain probability of arriving here.”

Zhang Weiguo glanced into the distance with awe in his eyes. "It is rumored that this place was created by the first person to awaken consciousness. He meditated out every blade of grass and every tree, and meditated out a world that took us in."

Zhang Weiguo said, turning back and staring at Liu Di closely, "Tell me, is God magical?"

Brother Liu looked ahead and said nervously, "Professor Zhang, it's dangerous ahead, please watch the road!"

Right now.

Zhang Weiguo had carelessly ridden his tricycle to a cliff! The cliff was covered in white fog and roughly estimated to be a hundred meters high. If he fell, he would be crushed to pieces.

But Zhang Weiguo burst into laughter.

The next moment, a small wooden bridge appeared in front of them, just right to carry the tricycle as it tilted down from the hundred-meter cliff!

Zhang Weiguo said: "I've told you, all of this is the result of meditation. As long as you have enough mental strength, you are a god in this world!"

Brother Liu was a little shocked.

He had seen Ming Wan create things out of thin air before, but the method of the immortal in front of him was hundreds of times stronger than Ming Wan's.

Ming Wan Ta, all he did was create a crystal ball!

"You can think of mental strength as the power of consciousness. The stronger the consciousness, the greater the power. It's similar to the principle of muscles in your body."

The old man said to himself, "In this world, there is no money, humans don't need to eat, and the only measure of strength and wealth is mental strength!"

at this time.

The tricycle has been sliding down slowly along the Tongtian wooden bridge and is about to touch the ground.

"hehe."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Are you stupid? Are you stunned?"

"Have you never imagined, even in your dreams, that your consciousness has such magical power?"

Zhang Weiguo smiled and turned around, saying that every time he received new people, the most interesting scene was to observe their world views being shattered.

It's so fun! But at this moment, Brother Liu had a serious expression.

He kept talking to himself in words that even Zhang Weiguo couldn't understand.

"So I am now a conscious being. After the consciousness particles leave the body, they are completely independent here. At the same time, their own energy is also being exerted."

"But it is also true that as an existence more mysterious than photons, it is not surprising that it possesses super strong energy."

"It seems that consciousness is indeed related to space, to the unknown universe, and most likely to a higher-dimensional universe."

Liu Di suddenly looked up: "Professor Zhang, is this mental power divided into levels, such as 24?"

Zhang Weiguo was stunned. This time it was his turn to be surprised. "You actually know something about this? Have you studied consciousness in the real world?"

“But your research isn’t that good, is it?”

"Here, mental power is divided into 2,400 levels!"

"For example, I am now level 132!"

"The top one in the T-one area!"

Speaking of.

He turned back to look at Brother Liu and said, "Before coming here, you are the only one who has studied consciousness. But it's useless. Your mental power is almost zero. You are nothing!"

Liu Di pursed his lips, "How did you know that?"

Zhang Weiguo turned his back and said, "My test crystal ball!"

"Crystal ball?"

Brother Liu was stunned.

But suddenly I found that a glass ball the size of a baseball appeared in my hand.

At this moment, the glass ball was dim and extremely silent.

This crystal ball not only looks the same as Ming Wan’s crystal ball, but also has the same test results.

Brother Liu fell silent immediately.

I still don’t have the mental strength.