People, or smart life, live in lies all the time. No one can be completely honest with parents, relatives, friends, acquaintances and enemies.

It is not because of the ordinary argument that "everyone will instinctively lie" that is actually because intelligent life has always deceived itself.

This deception from beginning to end is called ‘memory’.

Not to mention other life, the human brain is extremely good at brain replenishing. People with broken hands will feel phantom pain. Some scenery that cannot be observed in detail can also become magnificent in brain replenishing, not to mention the many blind spots in human perspective and blood vessels that are originally ignored by brain replenishing.

The real world is very different from the world seen and understood by humans. The process of observing, analyzing, and being close to the real world can be called the "cultivation of truth" and the "road to truth".

But even if you exceed the limit of human observation, you can learn that the immortals and gods in the real world will be deceived by their memories.

Its core comes from the ‘sense of time’ and ‘memories’.

Memory is not completely real, let alone memories - memories are recreated within a week based on the subjective consciousness of a person, and deeply envisioned within a week. Whether it is details, specific passages, or even time itself, the motivation for events will be corrected to recall the direction of hope.

If memories are completely real, wouldn’t it mean that every memory is a time trip?

Yalan knew this better than anyone else, especially after he had seen through his life, his own destiny, and even many times of reincarnation in many epochs. The destined destiny was the lies of the gods, he had already known all this.

The past history and future prophecies are all illusory things like dreams. Even if it is your present, the whole world that you can see, touch and understand is not a lie created by the gods?

Everything is false nothingness, everyone and all life live in false dreams, and they deceive themselves.

If Yalan was conscious of all this with his own strength, then he might sink into the "catastrophe of nothingness", either die by himself, or transcend it above it, and become the one who holds the most real and true thing in this illusory world, called "courage".

However, it was Zhuzhou who led him to know the truth.

A... correct prototype.

——What is correct?

In human language, it can only be forced to interpret as "an answer that meets actual objective standards" and "a fact, reason or standard".

But the problem is, let’s not talk about the facts for now. The truth and standards are originally set by humans themselves. Everything in the universe has no standard, and even existence itself is not a standard, and facts also require people to observe them without objectiveness.

So, correctly, in a universe with extraordinary power, it actually does not exist. The rules of the universe will be tampered with, morality will be washed away, standards will be replaced, and ethics will be even more of a child's plaything. Without extraordinary power, technological progress can change it.

But the problem is.

It is precisely because this is a multiverse with extraordinary power.

Therefore, correctness must exist.

It was a group of lunatics, extreme mental illnesses, obsessive-compulsive disorder, masochist, travelers, combat experts, fitness enthusiasts, sluts, good-looking men, autism and other ‘monsters’ in the eyes of ordinary people.

But they are right, not real monsters, precisely because they define what is objective, what is standard, what is ‘correct’, and what is ‘can bring good results’.

【To be a better self】

Inspired by "Zhuzhou", we witnessed the truth after the falsehood.

Listening to the encouragement from "Zhuzhou" down, Yalan stood between the ever-changing universe.

The world and time are chaotic and hazy, and the sky is rotating in the clear and frost and snow. The earth under your feet changes from the continent to the river, and from the river to the sea, and the sea will eventually evaporate, raising again in the vast movement, turning into the earth.

There is no more time to make him feel what a lie is.

The world that seems to be true is actually a fight between a few powerful men of the Tao that will change the past, present and future fragile things. Except for those lives, merchants, travelers, adventurers and soldiers, all will disappear due to such changes, as if they have never existed.

They are all lies, the world is, the future is, the fate is, everything is.

【But being a better self is not a lie】

If you can hear Zhuzhou's voice, and this sound is just existence, it can bring supreme firmness and peace of mind. It is the ultimate, transcending lies, transcending falsehood, and transcending firm belief in objective facts.

In the face of such will and power, even the boundaries between reality and falsehood will be easily crossed.

【innovation】

【Yalan, start to act and use your own hands to shape your "reality" and "destiny"]

Therefore, I still can't find the "correct" Yalan, who belongs to me, decided to follow this path.

Believe, believe in 'the correctness of innovation'.

"I'm willing to believe it."

So, the chaotic and turbulent world calmed down because of Yalan's heart and fixed its appearance.

He returned to Moral City and returned to the basement of his mansion.

It's like a song, different people can hear a different world when listening to it with different moods... just like this big universe that is churning in endless possibilities and time.

But, song is song, it's there.

Just like Yalan, although Su Zhou's power was helped, when he made up his mind to hold the future with his own hands, his present was fixed.

Being himself.

"I see……"

When he came back to his senses, he felt that everything in the past was like an hallucination, but Yalan did not hesitate. At this moment, he closed his eyes, and there was still a memory of possibility in his mind, but these memories were like a tide, and soon faded and disappeared.

It was not for forgetting, but for Yalan to know that he would not touch those possibilities.

Under the blessing of innovation, he will move towards his own destiny, a future determined by him!

After opening his eyes, Yalan was surprised to find that all the materials used to build the altar... no, a complete altar is located in front of him at this moment!

It was a spiral support, with a colorless transparent flame burning on it. Although there was no light in the basement for minutes, this transparent flame made the place look like daytime.

The dark, pure spiral support seems to symbolize everything that is spiraling up, and there is a position on it where several people can stand.

That is exactly where the summons are.

Zhuzhou's blessing made Yalan know all this and took a deep breath. After calming down, the tall man showed a smile.

"If I say that the tragedy I will encounter is a fate."

He whispered to himself: "Then the possibility of change that Zhuzhou wants to give me may also be a destiny."

"But...at least."

"Now I can choose with my own will."

Although we cannot create a third answer from the two choices, but Yalan is deeply aware that the change from no choice to a choice is the true meaning of "innovation".

A correct prototype.

So, now, suppressing his excitement, he began to follow the guidance and start chanting.

[——The strugglers who have experienced time, ruins and desolation——]

It is a language that is not a language, a call like a song.

In the "Era of the Age", in the prosperous and prosperous city of Moral, Yaran's solemn and solemn chanting made the colorless flame begin to be dyed.

The endless light began to spread from now on, and a beam of light that stretched through the sky and erupted from the ground. It instantly entered the clouds in the sky, and even broke through the constraints of the sky, and went straight out of the distant sky, burst into the chaos of the void!

Wherever the beam passes, layers of gear phantoms are filled with patterns of the avenues.

[———A enlightened person who suddenly realizes, faces everything with blood, regrets mistakes——]

At the same time—or, before the distant time.

‘Overb Era’, the deserted dusty desert between the upper and lower Era, a deadly place without any flowing water or green grass, the guard escorting the princess was suddenly inspired.

He used gravel as the altar and blood as the proof. In order to protect his love, he wanted to protect the people he wanted to protect, the brave and decisive warrior used his long sword as a sacrifice to call for the existence of the distant end of time and space, before and after endless history and after unknown time.

So, the light column erupted.

In an instant, the entire movement universe was shaking. With the long ringing of the alarm bell in the daytime, you can vaguely see that in the dark chaos, there is a winding and hideous dragon, fighting against enemies in different light realms at the same time, and there is no time to make any other moves.

But even so, seeing these wisps of light coming, the dragon still looked away and stared at the most pious wish.

[You dare to distract yourself] Can you hear such an angry and dissatisfied statement: [Zhuzhou, you know that you are alone and can't stand us, so you gave up? If so, surrender as soon as possible, and we will let you go!]

But Zhuzhou just shook his head.

"You don't know anything," he said, "You long for eternity, and this is a wish."

"And I, and these prayers that come with it, are the disaster of your wishes!"

Then, a higher chant sounded!

[——Rise in the trembling tremor, see through the source of all struggles and corruption——]

[——Standing on the accumulated poisonous blood, vowing to burn all the past with flames, a rebellious warrior——]

‘The Era of Song’ and ‘The Era of End’.

Surrounded by endless strange monsters, just igniting light to fight against the darkness, a boy with doubt on his face, used his most cherished dagger to carve spiral patterns on the ground and recited in a low voice in the cell where the girl was imprisoned.

In the distant future, the mechanical arm covered in blood was raised, and the smooth prosthetic arm was flashing with a bright and destructive light, and the data-based electron flow was overflowing from the wound.

However, another slender hand stretched out, holding the prosthetic arm to stabilize it. Then, with a low laugh, the two of them followed the sound of revelation together, and weaving an eternal upward pattern in the data space that was about to collapse and filled with dusk and nothingness.

Past, future, present.

and the possibility of ‘change’.

All the glory is recondensed in the basement where Yaran is located.

The man stretched out his hand and touched him. The broken golden light burning with vitality and shattered, and concluded a contract with the endless distant time and space that might respond to the gravitational force he called.
To be continued...