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[Cheng Che: ...I just want to ask if Luofu can dock a star destroyer. ]
[Jing Yuan: Yes, but we are lacking a deputy general. ]
[Cheng Che: Farewell]
Cheng Che decisively put away his phone. Just as he was about to discuss something with Sangbo, he stopped at Yalilo No. 6 and met a pair of sad eyes.
The girl with short white hair squeezed into the chat room at some point, and looked at everyone with a sad look that looked like she was about to cry. Finally, she said sadly, "I just arrived at Pinocchio. Didn't you guys want to wait for me to have dinner together?"
And then it’s gone?
These people’s bellies are bulging!
Topa's eyes moved to Shajin's face and he asked with great sadness, "Aren't we the best colleagues?"
Gold Dust: ...
It is possible to say yes, but it is also possible to say no.
Shajin blinked and looked at Topa, thinking for a moment before looking at Cheng Che, "Friend, is it time for supper?"
Cheng Che thought about it and nodded, "Okay, I can also have a piece of cake and some skewers and crayfish."
As soon as he finished speaking, the gray-haired girl sitting next to him couldn't help but burp.
Xing covered her mouth pitifully and looked at Cheng Che in disbelief, "Can you still eat more? After you came to Pinocchio, you drank alcohol and drinks, ate hamburgers, hot pot, ice cream, and a huge portion of popcorn and French fries. Do you have such a big appetite?"
Cheng Che touched his belly and said, "I'm still growing, isn't it normal for me to eat a lot?"
star:……
Xing looked up at Cheng Che, "Tell me, at 188cm tall, how much room do you have left to grow? What kind of body is this?"
"Fitness counts." Cheng Che pulled the trash can next to him and started picking up trash skillfully. "Besides, I want to grow to 193cm tall, so that I can be the tallest person in my family."
Chapter 641 She seems to have become a big fool!
Cheng Che sat in a booth in the bar, holding a needle and poking the little ball in front of him, as if he wanted to poke a little goldfish like Fireworks.
At some point, the black swan from Liuguang Yiting sat next to him.
Cheng Che glanced at Black Swan and asked doubtfully, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
"Curious?" Black Swan laughed softly, leaned forward slightly, propped up his chin with his palm, and looked at Cheng Che with a smile, "I know everyone here, and my memory won't lie, but you are the only one. I don't know what you will do in this Pinocchio full of lies, and I can't even get a glimpse of your memory."
“Why doesn’t memory lie?”
Cheng Che seemed a little puzzled, frowned slightly and said: "Memories can be tampered with, deleted, and affected, so why can't they lie?"
Black Swan: …
So why does memory lie?
Memory is everything a person has seen and experienced, just like the growth rings of a tree, circles of scars exist in the human body, why would it lie?
"Then answer me a question first. Is memory stored in the brain, in the body, or in cells? In the DNA helix structure?" Cheng Che put down the needle in his hand, raised his head and looked at the black swan in front of him. After thinking for a while, he explained: "I'm sorry, in my hometown, the level of technology is very advanced to me, but it is still backward compared to the universe, so the knowledge I have received is very poor and superficial. I really don't know."
Black Swan: …
She thought Cheng Che wanted to have a debate with her.
That's the wrong person. You should look for the professor next to you who turned up the lights and read quietly.
"Memory is memory, and it is a very precious thing." Black Swan slightly tilted his body and looked at Cheng Che with an inquiring look, "What do you think that is?"
"I don't know." Cheng Che answered seriously, sorting out the messy thoughts in his mind before speaking: "You said that memory will not lie, but I think it will, because memory is a very subjective thing, just like the Mandela effect. Oh, there seems to be no Mandela here, then... it is that many people will have memory illusions at the same time, thinking that someone is dead, but they find that he has just died."
At this point, Cheng Che also leaned forward and asked curiously, "What is the reason? Group memory bias? Is this a cognitive error, a collective subconscious, or a parallel world?"
"It can all be explained. You can even look at it as a herd mentality or a desire to be different from the ordinary." Black Swan frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "What else makes you believe that memory can lie?"
"Misinformation guidance, psychological suggestion, and stressful environment under high pressure." Cheng Che thought for a moment and continued, "People will modify certain memories after receiving some emotional or psychological suggestions, such as misidentifying the perpetrator in a high-pressure interrogation environment, or subconsciously assuming that something happened in a certain place, even if they have never seen it. Moreover, humans will modify painful memories when they suffer major setbacks."
At this point, Cheng Che paused and looked up at Black Swan, "Now you are going to say that even if the memory is tampered with, the original version still exists, right?"
Black Swan: …
She felt that this was clearly a romantic moment about memory, but it had somehow become a bit philosophical.
"Yes, what happened and the emotions at that time will not change." Black Swan curved his eyes and looked at Cheng Che with a smile, "Even if it is tampered with, covered, or destroyed, it still exists."
Cheng Che nodded, "Then what you want is not memory, but information. The information received at that time came from vision, hearing, touch, smell and taste. The information sent to the outside world was my emotions, my expressions, my entire person and the impact of people on the outside world. So what you want is information. Matter may be annihilated, but information will remain forever."
Black Swan: …
what?
Black Swan looked at Cheng Che blankly and frowned, "You seem to have been trying to understand everything about the power of the Star God using the concepts of the material world."
This matter should be handed over to the professor next to him, right? !
The professor can start from atoms and finally explain everything from micro to macro, from matter to consciousness!
"Yes, because I come from a world where matter and consciousness are not unified." Cheng Che spread his hands and looked at the black swan seriously. "If the memory you want is concentrated on the things a person experiences and the emotions generated at a specific moment, for example, you and I are sitting here talking, condensed into a light cone, which is the embodiment of this memory. So is this light cone from your perspective or mine? If it is purely from the perspective of one person, then this memory may be tampered with. If I am color blind, then this memory will be different from the truth."
Black Swan was confused. "Huh?"
She seems to have become a big fool!
"If it is just an objective description of this memory, for example, there is a piece of memory next to it that preserves this scene intact, then this crystal stone does not record memories, but information. It is all the information in our conversation, our thoughts, emotions, experiences, and things that happened. This is information that cannot be tampered with, just like a high-end camera." Cheng Che shrugged, stuffed the poked goldfish into his pocket, and then stood up. "So if you want to see my memory, please first figure out whether you want memories or information, and whether you want my subjective feelings at the time or objective existence."
After saying this, Cheng Che stretched and walked towards the exit of the bar.
Latio silently put away the books and followed Cheng Che's footsteps, leaving only a confused Black Swan.
She did not doubt or question her own beliefs, but... Cheng Che spoke too fast, and she had not even digested what Cheng Che said.
Cheng Che walked around two sets of stairs and stood in the elevator room waiting for the elevator.
Latio also stopped and said calmly, "Your thinking is good, but your debate skills and knowledge reserves need to be improved. If you are a scholar from the Institute of Knowledge or the University of Truth, you will be able to draw inferences from one example and refute your point of view with scriptures."
Cheng Che: ...
Is education still necessary at this time?
Cheng Che turned his head to look at Latio and asked sincerely, "I admit that debate is a collision of thinking and speed, which is a very interesting thing, but do you really think that what I just said is a debate?"
Latio raised his eyes, with a huge question mark in his eyes, "Isn't it?"
"No, I really don't like being peeped at, I don't like it in the past, present and future." Cheng Che looked innocent and confident, "I just wanted to go back to bed early, but I don't like to be cold and rude to a lady's invitation to talk, so I said a lot of nonsense to disrupt her plan to talk to me next time."
Chapter 642: We crows don’t call like that.
"So what do you think it's like?"
Cheng Che walked around the hotel, put on the stickers, and returned to the train without hesitation, holding Agu. He sat cross-legged in the database and looked at Dan Heng, telling him everything he had experienced in Pinoconi. "The name Mikhail sounds familiar. I remember mentioning three nameless guests before we set off, but Ji Zi didn't say their full names at the time. I want to see the train information. Maybe it's the middle name, surname, or inherited name of one of them."
"Well, I'll look it up and contact you anytime."
Dan Heng nodded, raised his hand and swiped on the terminal screen beside him, while in his other hand he held a huge hamburger and slowly ate it.
He recalled what Cheng Che said, frowning slightly, "They all told me about your experiences in Pinocchio. What is of concern is the sea patroller named Huang Quan. Can you confirm her identity?"
"I'm not sure, but a patrol ranger..." Cheng Che was at a loss for a moment, then he reached into the small bag next to him, found a broken arrow and took a bite of it, but finally shook his head, "I don't seem to detect any scent of patrol ranger on her."
Dan Heng:......
I am speechless. Others rely on information integration and observation, but Cheng Che relies on smell?
What kind of crow is this? Is it a dog? !
Dan Heng sighed and frowned slightly, "She said that you have the scent of... Him. Who is He?"
"I don't know." Cheng Che continued to shake his head, poured out the contents of the small bag and placed them on the ground, and began to use the process of elimination, "She said that my scent was familiar, so it must be something I have eaten, hunting, abundance, joy, wisdom..."
After a while, Cheng Che looked up blankly, "Does Nothingness have an envoy?"
Dan Heng:......
"Why did you think of nothingness?" Dan Heng raised his eyebrows slightly. After asking this question, he opened his mouth wide and took a bite. He chewed with his cheeks puffed out, his eyes full of confusion.
"The name Huang Quan." Cheng Che frowned, hugged Crow Cat Cake beside him to keep warm, and whispered: "In the legend of my hometown, Huang Quan is something from the underworld, a place where people go after death, but I am sure it is not destruction."
"Have you eaten it? Or was it confirmed by Huanlong?" Dan Heng swallowed the food and drank a sip of water before continuing to ask: "Destruction seems to be more in line with what you said... the afterlife."
"No, in my understanding, destruction is not a complete end, but the starting point of another life." Cheng Che frowned deeply, and even took another sip of the wine, still dissatisfied. "I have always felt that destruction is the starting point of rebirth. Only nothingness... is nothing."
Cheng Che was at a loss for a moment, and kneaded Mao Gao's paw with his palm, "If there is matter, there is antimatter, so if there is existence, there is non-existence. I think nothingness is more like the opposite. It's not like nothing, nor is it like giving up. It's a very philosophical concept, and also a very quantum mechanical concept."
Indecision, quantum mechanics.
Dan Heng:......
Dan Heng looked at Cheng Che in silence, frowning slightly.
After a long while, Dan Heng finally spoke, "You can go to the University of Aletheia to study, or go to the Institute of Knowledge to be a student."
"Do you think I'm stupid?" Cheng Che frowned and stared at Dan Heng.
Dan Heng took a deep breath, seeming a little helpless, "Star God is philosophical, and so is fate."
Cheng Che: ...
Forget it, just mess it up.
There's no hope for this. He gets sleepy whenever he hears philosophy. He has to give up even if he doesn't want to.
"Then, does Xuwu really have an envoy?" Cheng Che moved closer to Dan Heng and asked in a low voice, "Does it mean that it is really impossible just because she has always said it is impossible? And her face and temperament... inexplicably give people the feeling that the impossible can be possible."
Dan Heng thought for a moment, "Something that has a small probability of happening does not guarantee that it will not happen. We cannot deny that she is the messenger of the Void, but..."
Dan Heng paused, then looked up at Cheng Che, "What about Pinocchio's secret? Any guesses?"
"The harmonious territory, the star of the grand event." Cheng Che narrowed his eyes, as if recalling, "In a harmonious world, secrets are disharmony. In a safe dream, secrets are also an unsafe nightmare, right?"
Dan Heng nodded, and couldn't help but look at Cheng Che deeply, "You always act on your intuition."
But there is no denying that intuition is useful.
"I just think very quickly, make big leaps, and throw away the steps in between to draw conclusions. In the eyes of others, that's intuition." Cheng Che spread his hands and pointed at his brain. "Humans only use their brains a little bit, so how do you know that intuition isn't the result of your brain quietly calculating something you don't know about?"
Dan Heng frowned slightly. "After a day out, you become...very...reasonable? Are you learning from Latio?"
That doesn’t make sense. I studied for so long without any change, but now it suddenly changes?