Mo Yan's eyes widened in disbelief.
...Why did you kill Si Hua?
"I refuse." Mo Yan said without hesitation. He would not kill people for no reason.
Wu Yi wiped the pistol at his waist without saying much.
At this time, a blond man in the audience raised his head. His pupils were like gold and he had dragon horns. He stared at Si Que and said:
"Si Que, do you know what it means to create the 'Book of the World'?"
Mo Yan blinked... What does it mean? Isn't it that from now on, I can change the lens of drama memory and change the tragedy? Isn't this good?
Si Que's voice was calm: "It means that everything created must conform to the order and rules required by the World Tree."
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience fell silent.
Mo Yan showed a puzzled expression... What's wrong with this? This is what the future Luo Vasha will be like.
"So..." A man in a cloak said slowly, "From now on, only creations that meet the needs of the World Tree can be rated high."
At this moment, Mo Yan understood what these people were worried about.
A young man covered in oil paint strode up to the stage, tightly grasped the blue-green feather microphone, and said loudly:
"Everyone, the most important thing in creation is freedom! Freedom! The most valuable thing about human beings is their wild imagination and endless associative power!"
"Imagine this!" He opened his arms exaggeratedly. "If you want to create a bird with a fish head, it can breathe in the sea and fly in the sky. How magical! But there is a being that tells you that you can't create it this way because society doesn't like it, so you are forced to give up this idea! From now on, birds can only be birds, and fish can only be fish!"
"My God, the biggest difference between creation and science is that the latter is fixed and rigorous, while the former is free and unrestrained! The goodness or badness of a creation cannot be determined, just as there are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand observers. Some think it is good, and some think it is bad. But if we have to come up with a fixed score, divided into first-rate creation, second-rate creation, and third-rate creation, where do we leave the freedom of creation?"
After finishing this speech, Mo Yan was dumbfounded and felt that he had stepped into a field of thought.
This is the organization [Nest] that Si Que established in the early days...
Mo Yan saw many great figures from later generations, such as the young Dragon King Ian, the skinny Bone Dragon Gunbunir, and the top 100 of the Creator Conference. Most of them were dressed simply, just like the busy people.
Another white-haired elf girl walked onto the stage and refuted:
“The fact that humans give up some of their freedom in exchange for security is the cornerstone of civilization.”
The white-haired girl had pointed elf ears and wore a plain long skirt with a lot of white bows and green daisies hanging on it. She said in a gentle voice:
"An ideal situation requires rationality, not simple suppression or indulgence. The World Tree is the supreme symbol of Rovatha, and it is reasonable for it to control the creation."
"The God of Inspiration, Viridodo, once said that even though the cries of the oppressed are always buried under the ruins of order, life is more reasonable than feathers."
"If we develop recklessly and barbarically, who can protect the creators? Who can erase the stigma for scientists? Who can provide a basis for survival for the middle and lower-level creators?"
For a moment, attitudes were divided into two camps, and the debates on and off the stage were fierce. The narrow civilian area seemed to have turned into an elegant debate hall.
"Thoughts don't have to be on high towers, they can also be in ditches..." This thought flashed through Mo Yan's mind.
Yamada Machiichi on the stage was listening silently, but saw the white-haired elf girl who had just spoken walking over.
"Si Que, I want to leave the nest." The white-haired girl said calmly.
"Why? Sitra." Si Que's eyes showed surprise: "You have such a good talent for creation, and you supported my point of view just now, so why do you want to leave?"
"Because I'm worried." Stella whispered, "Creation is too unstable and there's no guarantee. In fact, if I go back to the elves to plant flowers and grass, I can have a stable life. Following you like I am now, I will risk an uncertain future."
Si Que's eyes turned painful.
"I'm leaving too." A young man with red eyes and devil horns on his forehead came over and said, "I'm sorry... Actually, I tried to hold on, but this thing really can't be eaten. Alas, Si Que, your ideal is too great, but we are all ordinary people, we can't wait."
Si Que clenched the emerald and whispered, "But I have already fought for you. As long as the 'Book of the World' is built, with the protection of the World Tree, maybe, maybe the middle and lower level creators can survive..."
"No." The young man with red eyes said calmly, "Little ants like us can be easily crushed to death. However, when we can really write enough bread to fill our stomachs with a feather pen, I will come back, Si Que."
Yamada Machiichi suddenly felt a pain.
He thought about the reasons for his depression in high school, his dream of becoming a cartoonist, the picture albums torn to pieces by his parents, and the scoldings of "no future".
He thought about his current success, that he was already the biggest book artist in the World Forum, and that countless artists no longer had to worry about food and clothing in the World Game. But... for Luo Vasa, where was the "World Game"?
Who can provide protection for an emerging concept and who can feed those who are less talented?
Who can support those who linger on the threshold of genius and are unable to step in, those who can only stand on the steps of the temple and peek at the high pavilion with envy?
"I'm leaving too, Si Que." The blond man with dragon horns who spoke first came over and said, "You once said that no one would control our thoughts and fantasies, but you failed to do so. You turned to the World Tree... traitor."
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