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His heart, liver, and lungs all felt as if they were being torn apart, so he could only scream while blood spurted wildly all around.
"System, remember to post a reward on the forum afterwards..."
(PS: The Infinity Gauntlet gathers people to snap their fingers... Why do I have such a strange dream!)
(PS2: Then he stretched out a hand, put it in the bowl and started waiting for the tickets...)
Chapter 203 The storm is coming
What exactly is it that carries humans? This is a question that Selina has been thinking about for a long time...
After death, a person's weight will inexplicably lose 21 grams. Is this lost part the soul, or the memory? Or is it a trace of information that humans exist in the material universe?
[In fact, the most surprising thing for us is that the growth rate of those system holders and travelers is really too fast. It's like you don't finish your homework at night, and you leave it to make up for it in the morning reading at school...]
The cute big tentacles have complained to her about this question many times, but the problem is that even Selina herself has never figured out why after she chose to forcefully intervene in the space-time continuum, it was as if she had become the center of the world... The whole world began to revolve around her.
But she is not like the children of destiny in those worlds, with a predetermined trajectory and being guided and controlled by the plot. No matter what she wants to do, the world will give her positive feedback. Even if she just wants to stay at home and play games, the world still puts a lot of things that others dream of in front of her...
just like......
It's as if it was originally his own thing.
Maybe, I am also a child of destiny. Maybe even the savior of the world...
After becoming a god, she began to have access to more and more things, and she also gradually realized the position of God in the entire macrocosm.
In the world of Magical Index, the saying about God is that life will definitely die, apples will definitely fall from the top, one plus one equals two... These "laws" that will never change in the world can be destroyed, reorganized and created by the magic recorded in the magic book. One plus one will become three, apples will fall from the bottom to the top, and dead life will definitely be resurrected. Those who can do this, that is, those magicians, are called magic gods.
But in fact, one plus one is a philosophical question. The definition of idealistic God and philosophical God is not the same. The so-called demon god is just a double standard product of stealing concepts. And this is also a common problem of many pantheons. That is, self-determination and self-interpretation.
I believe that one plus one equals two is a real result, so now I will modify it to one plus one equals three. This is self-determination and interpretation. The so-called rules are just the rules you recognize. As long as my rules have a higher priority than the operating logic of the entire universe, then I am God.
I can make one plus one equal eleven, the speed of light become one meter per second, black holes can only exist in a low-gravity aerobic environment, and the mass cannot be greater than five quadrants.
But this is not God, this is a false God.
It's just like you exploit a vulnerability in your operating system to lock other people's machines and make money through hacking.
Your 'divine authority' is a destruction of the operating logic of a macro system, and your law is just a high-priority self-compiled program that 'runs as an administrator'.
It is so easy to destroy a system. All you need to do is delete the 'fundamental forces of the universe' called the four basic logics, and the entire material world you know will cease to exist.
But your program cannot run in a non-'System' environment, that is, it cannot be driven outside the universe.
As a god, you are at best just a hot-swappable USB flash drive, looking for the right logical conditions to bring a program to another machine to run.
So now, here comes the problem.
What is the real God?
Yes, a real god. Now Selena is thinking about what a god is. After becoming a god, she began to feel that gods actually have their own missions. Just like she became a god because believers believed in her, believers needed her, and gods were born. And she chose believers and tried to make herself meet their expectations in order to gain more divine power. So will a real god have his own mission like her? Or is it that only those who have a mission are gods? And what exactly is a god? She also wanted to know. So, she came to a conclusion, and this conclusion is...
"The ultimate being above all things and the source of all things both metaphysical and physical is God."
The extremely idealistic God is the existence of the 'System' that creates the program running environment.
Then, all the mysteries seemed to be solved naturally.
Knowing yourself, you can interpret yourself.
Why does she have the illusion that the world is revolving around her? It is because the entire multiverse is based on her cognition and is constantly changing with her cognition. The world is trying to become what she needs, and in return, she will become the god of these universes.
Yes, God is like this, it is not belief, nor is it the object of belief, it is itself, just like time carries everything and is itself...
As the price of traveling through time, she lost the rewards of her own struggle twice in a row. However, the memory engraved in her bones and her rejection of the other world itself put her in a dilemma.
She used to admire those heroes because she felt that everyone has a moment to fully blossom, even if that light will disappear in an instant. But stories are always warmer than reality, so heroes have always been a source of hope.
If we look back, the scenery on the wall is a face, a young man, but full of wrinkles. We can imagine the fragility in the early years, but now it resembles a rock pattern, gneiss or shale. When there is water or no water by the river, when we see a similar stone, we will think of some people, think of ourselves, and sometimes even look at ourselves in the water. But the world is so complicated that we have many contradictory statements about it. This is a dimension of thinking. Just like what parents and teachers teach their children inadvertently, when a fledgling cannot fly, it will always be just a fledgling.
Dreams may also be a certain interpretation of reality. Your joys and sorrows may not be the same as those of other people, but in dreams, they are so harmonious and unified that it is astonishing.
Perhaps, some beings will give you some information in your dreams.
So now...
Wake up from dream.
"This is?!"
The feeling of weightlessness brought about by waking up suddenly made Selena feel a little uncomfortable even after becoming a god.
"I fell asleep? When did this happen?"
The familiar yet unfamiliar ceiling was still in front of her, but as a god with almost omniscient and omnipotent power, she should know very well whether she would sleep or not.
[What? Is sleeping a bad thing for you? ]
The multi-players who were attracted by the noise came over immediately and asked Selina who was frowning on the bed.
"How long have I slept?"
However, Selina ignored the words of the polyglots and just asked a question in return.
【How long have you slept...】
Hearing this, the Polyhedrons were stunned. They had never noticed that the other party had any signs of falling asleep.
[Nayako is the cutest in the world: Tsk, probably less than 10 milliseconds. ]
Nayako's sudden voice startled Selena, who had just sat up.
"10 milliseconds? Are you sure?"
In such a short time, it sounds like a joke...
(PS: I reached out my hand secretly, then put it in the bowl and started waiting for the tickets.)
Chapter 204 Fengmanlou
Ever since Kalista auctioned the Pure Love God of War System on the Dimension Forum, countless trading posts have begun to pop up like mushrooms after rain.
In the beginning, people used sacrificial arrays to offer sacrifices to her, and she would then give the sacrifices back to them.
But as the number of transactions continued to increase, being a middleman and not making any profit from the price difference had seriously affected her gaming time.
So, after thinking for 3 seconds, Kalista chose to spend another million and took out a trading system called Plane Super Merchant. The launch of this system was like a signal! Countless people who were still waiting and watching joined the wave of dimensional trading.
Scientists want to study elements from other worlds, ordinary people want to satisfy their curiosity, magicians want products from assembly lines, and alchemists want the refined products of modern industry.
Whether it's food or knowledge, magic or weapons, everyone has what they need.
Many kings in the Middle Ages have long coveted the warhead that was as powerful as a god in the core explosion video on the forum. As long as someone dared to sell it, they would buy it, even at the cost of losing everything they had... and there were really some for sale on the forum.
There is a guy who claims to be the president of Galaxy Mining Co., Ltd., who listed hundreds of super industrial hydrogen bombs with an equivalent of more than 1000 billion tons on the forum trading thread. According to him, these are indispensable things for civilizations that are about to or have already stepped into the starry sky. Without hydrogen bombs, you can't open mines, and without mining, you can only stare at the asteroid belt, wishing you could find a hydrogen bomb to blow them all up.
Only the flames of the explosion and the shock waves containing radiation are the most beautiful things in this lonely and cold universe...
Immediately, these super nuclear bombs were snatched away by a group of magicians and alchemists, which stunned the king who was about to place an order for them as the most important weapon of the country, and the pioneers who had just stepped into the starry sky.
No...what's the point of buying this thing?
Then a wizard came over and said he wanted to keep it as a family heirloom.
"Pfft, these people are so funny."
These funny guys made Kalista, who was peeking at the forum, laugh...
However, apart from these purely funny consumption impulses, there are many people who really take what they need. Even Kalista did not expect that the problem of insufficient food output due to overpopulation could be solved by a small magical technology.
Famine has always been one of the obstacles to the advancement of civilization. The faster the population expands, the more severe the famine will be. Heavy rains in just one quarter, or droughts for several consecutive months, can directly cause a developing agricultural civilization to die on the spot. Even in the multiverse, most developed civilizations are built on the bones and flesh of ancestors and others.
What is surprising is that a group of wizards from the Crystal Wall system, inspired by the equivalent exchange, have created a machine that can produce unlimited bread and water together with the technological civilizations of dozens of worlds. The principle is equivalent exchange, converting electricity into magic power, and then using magic power to drive the permanently solidified magic bread and magic water. As long as the switch is turned on, the machine will start endless production at the speed of producing a piece of bread and a liter of water in 5 seconds. The level of this black technology is no less than the material decomposition device with black holes as the main body that a group of interstellar civilizations have come up with in the next post. Drag a planet or a star into a black hole to obtain gamma energy, and then convert the gamma energy into electric charge...
Just like the technology that modern humans have been using for tens of thousands of years, the essence of which is actually boiling water, the technology that these interstellar citizens have been using for tens of thousands of years is, in general, generating electricity.
Whether it is wind power, nuclear power, stellar energy, or gravity generating magnetism and magnetism generating electricity.
To put it bluntly, as long as electricity is generated, everything will be fine. There will be starports and star destroyers...
As long as productivity explodes, many things will quickly become cheaper. However, if productivity does not increase, a lot of strange problems will also arise.
Calista remembered that a quarrel about the poor and the nobles had broken out on her dimension forum.
The cause was a slum boy on the magical continent who posted a post to accuse the nobles there of looking down on him in various ways, in order to win sympathy and gain financial resources. Unexpectedly, a bunch of nobles who also had a magical worldview got slapped in the face. The reply that Calista remembered most vividly was what a grand duke said: You can sympathize with slaves and the poor, but you have to understand why others are not slaves and are not in the slums. Some people want rewards without paying, and some people are reduced to slaves because they violated the law. It is not that pitiful people must be hateful, but that hateful people pretend to be more pitiful than one another.
A long time ago, someone in the forum had popularized science about what communism is, what capitalism is, how to build an ideal utopian world, and so on. Anyone who has a certain amount of forum experience will know that no matter what civilization it is, it started from ignorance and rudeness and developed to the current level. Not to mention that the users of this forum are no longer limited to one race, or even people from one world. Various social concepts, civilization forms, and national structures are blooming like a hundred flowers.
People of all kinds, with different concepts and ideas, have created one seemingly true world after another.
The people in the slums think that the nobles have no sympathy for them, but the nobles think that they are barbaric, dirty, and low-quality. The people in the slums think that the nobles are effeminate and hypocritical because of their rouge and powder, but the nobles think that the poor who don't take a bath for ten days or half a month and are as dirty as livestock in the wild are disgusting. The people in the slums think that they can fight hard for trivial matters, which is called true nature and a symbol of boldness. But the nobles said that the intelligence of people cannot be generalized. Some of the brain-dead points are so cool that even if you lower your IQ to the same level as the other party, you still can't figure out why.
"We have no water!"
The boy from the slums responded to the nobles' questions.
"Why would we build a city here without water? Is it to kill you with thirst?"
But the nobles were angry.
"Hmph, we don't even have any hot water, how can we take a shower?"
The boy retorted again.
"In the basin where Kanjin City is located, the temperature never drops below 20 degrees Celsius in a year! We all take cold showers, so why can't you do the same?"
When you see this, you will find that, to put it bluntly, those arguments are nothing more than mutual slander between classes.
Even though it seems to make sense, in fact, there is no logic at all. In a society with low productivity, as long as there is no strong rise of capital and landlord class, the main causes of poverty are only congenital disability and injury. If there is no natural factor or external force, and this situation still occurs, then it can only be said that it is laziness and the lack of ambition that have caused the consequences for themselves.
The hereditary nobility enjoyed the dividends and capital left by their ancestors, while a person who lived a life of poverty would also have his descendants live a life of poverty. Such a huge gap would slowly produce qualitative changes when the number became extreme.
It is said that it is easy to find the King of Hell, but difficult to guard against little ghosts.
Would a wealthy person care about the hundreds or thousands of dollars missing from his account?
This amount of money is not even enough to pay taxes...
But the rich won’t care, so will the employees, the common people hired by the nobles, not care?
There was an anecdote in history that the city lord distributed military pay to the soldiers. After being deducted at various levels, only three pieces of money were left in the hands of the soldiers.
All the low-level soldiers in the entire barracks received a total of only three dollars in compensation.