This involves the soul and the spirit of words, so it is very difficult to implement, but fortunately I already have a solution... it just cannot be made public for the time being.
"Who knows?" Xinyue shrugged. "It's like Schrödinger's cat. If you don't open the cat's box, you won't know whether the cat is dead or alive. Although you said that you just copied us to the hard drive, our souls also exist in the hard drive. Who knows whether we are alive or dead? Maybe it's really reincarnation?"
I didn't discuss this with her. The intersection of science and magic is complicated, and no one knows whether reincarnation counts as our life. The debate over the Ship of Theseus has been going on for a long time, and there is no conclusion.
"What kind of person will I become after reincarnation?" The third person to raise his glass was my student. He leaned against the slanted eaves, the fireworks in the sky depicted his westernized face. He squinted his dark eyes and smiled at me: "I say, can you control reincarnation? I want to be a noble, can you help me do it?"
He nudged my waist with his elbow. "Or, let me be a free bard? Anyway, we can do anything before the millennium comes. I just want to carry a harp and sing everywhere."
I took a sip of orange juice, and the sour liquid pierced my throat. These people smelled heavily of alcohol, which made me feel a little dizzy. I pushed him away, but he stuck to me again, and I couldn't help but say, "Xiao Ying, stay away from me."
The origin of Xiao Ying and I is too long. This guy was used to freedom, an explorer with the alias "Amber", and his name was known to people within a hundred miles. When I was out, I discovered his talent and hoped that he could join my Ark Project, but he rejected it harshly.
He mocked me for being a teetotaler and unqualified to command him.
So, I made a Russian roulette with him, and we took turns shooting each other with revolvers. When he fired the second to last shot, he admitted defeat. He didn't dare to risk his free life on a 50% chance of death. According to the bet, he became my student and helped me with things. He looked reluctant every day, and he would complain when he helped me write data.
This guy must be very happy now that he knows he can finally get rid of me.
I said, "I can't control anyone's reincarnation. I don't even know what kind of era we will face in the future. Everything is unknown, just like sailing into the unknown deep sea."
I noticed that the light in his eyes had faded a little. He looked at me with a hint of sadness.
……sad.
A person who is used to being at ease would actually show such an expression, even though everything in the world seems to be fun to him.
He was a little bit mad, spilling his drink on the floor, mumbling something, but I didn't care.
In my plan, everyone will escape into reincarnation, but I am the only exception... I have more important things to do. This is related to whether I can wake up after a thousand years like them.
"What's wrong? You don't look very happy." The fourth person who raised his glass to me was a man with black hair. He was my elder, teacher and friend, and his name was Li Mingyue.
He always treated me like an old mother. Although he looked very young, he acted like he was in his seventies or eighties... In fact, he made me feel some long-lost family affection.
"Have you ever thought about what kind of person you want to be in the future?" I looked at his indifferent pupils.
He seemed to think seriously for a moment.
His job was to search for all kinds of strange stories. Since the invasion of the Word Spirit, all kinds of strange story rules have appeared in the world. This was caused by the invasion. And he relied on his skills to actively test these rules.
It's really bold.
I often saw him covered in blood, and I nearly lost him several times.
But after a thousand years, there shouldn't be so many unknown rules. I remember that he liked children very much... Maybe he could open a research institute and recruit talented children. Maybe he could become a university professor? These are all suitable for him.
"I don't think that the future generations are us." Li Mingyue said, "I think even if they come from us, their lives are independent. Therefore, I don't want to make plans for my reincarnation."
"Whether I become a professor, a national teacher, a garden director, or a security guard in the future, it is their own choice. Thousands of possibilities bloom in them, and they are just my 'possibilities'."
"But if I really want to imagine, I hope that I can devote myself to exploring the rules of instant death in every life, until dozens of lives later, I can dig out all the rules of instant death in the world by myself and write a rule book that spans a thousand years. From then on, no one will die because of this anymore."
His voice was very soft, as if he was saying something insignificant.
I was deeply moved by his persistence. It turned out that he had devoted himself to this cause in every life. This can no longer be described as devoting himself to it until his death.
I said, "But over the millennia, the gods will try again and again to erase history, to erase all traces of our existence, and to erase the rulebook that you have explored."
Li Mingyue pursed her lips and said, "I will print them quietly on my hard drive...if I still remember them."
This reminds me of a story I once heard.
There was a confused child who had a bad memory and easily forgot things. So every time he went to school, he would secretly copy the text on his arms and stomach, so that he could hide it from the old pedant at the door who was afraid that his books would be stolen. After leaving school, the child spread the text so that people all over the world could read books. In this way, people all over the world have wisdom and knowledge, and are no longer ignorant people who work hard.
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