"Buzz buzz..."

The distant buzzing seemed to come from the horizon. Zhao Yinshun was lying on the ground, his pupils were out of focus, and he was staring blankly into the void, his mind going blank.

"Yinshun, Zhao Yinshun! Are you okay?"

After several seconds, the scattered consciousness gradually gathered together, and the overlapping and blurry black shadows in front of his eyes slowly shrank.

When he came back to his senses, what caught Zhao Yinshun's eyes was a strange scene that was difficult to describe in words.

It is something that transcends human senses, transcends time, space and other forms of existence, cannot be thought of in terms of cause and effect, attributes, existence, non-existence and other categories, and is indescribable and incomprehensible.

Just a startling glance caused a heart-piercing pain in his brain. Zhao Yinshun quickly closed his eyes and never dared to open them again.

"Zhao Yinshun, wake up!"

The harsh buzzing gradually faded away, and the noisy background sound from all around penetrated into my eardrums. I felt someone slapping my face hard, and with it, countless messy and fragmented memories.

I, Zhao Yinshun, am from Donghai County, Lanzhou, Damin Empire...

No, that’s not right, I’m from Earth!

Earthlings located in the Laniakea Supercluster, Virgo Galaxy Cluster, Milky Way Galaxy, Orion Arm, Gould's Belt, Oort Cloud, and the third planet of the solar system!

Damin, this dynasty has never existed on earth!

The encounter that went beyond common sense made Zhao Yinshun confused. He subconsciously opened his eyes and looked around, but the distorted picture reflected in his eyes instantly hurt his soul.

"Hmm~"

With a muffled groan, Zhao Yinshun closed his eyes and frowned, absorbing the endless stream of memories in his mind, and gradually calmed down.

"Zhao Yinshun! Open your eyes!"

The familiar majestic voice kept calling in his ears, Zhao Yinshun waved his hands, slowly sat up from the ground, and accepted the fact that he had traveled to a strange and strange world.

"Teacher He, I'm fine, I'm just a little dizzy. Could you please help me?"

"call……"

Hearing Zhao Yinshun's clear words, He Yubo breathed a long sigh of relief and raised his thin body with one hand.

"It's just a loss. Don't worry about it. We can just win it back next time."

He Yubo held the disciple tightly in his arms and comforted him softly.

"Um."

Nodding absently, Zhao Yinshun closed his eyes tightly and sat on the sidelines with the support of He Yubo. The complicated memories merged into his soul, and the personalities of the two different worlds gradually merged into one.

"You rest for a while, and I will take you to see a doctor after practice."

Looking at the disciple who was concentrating with his eyes closed, He Yubo patted his shoulder and turned to preside over the next game.

But when the teacher walked away, the chattering around him immediately became unscrupulous.

"I usually drag him to the tune of 25,000 to 80,000 yuan. I thought it was so powerful, but in the end I was beaten like a dead dog by Brother Jiang."

"Haha, he is the direct descendant of Xuanmen, he is different from us."

"It's just a direct descendant of bullshit, from a poor family!"

"Stop talking, stop talking, be careful, the broomstick that can kill your parents will jump up and slap you in the mouth."

"Pfft hahaha~"

………………

The voice, which was neither too loud nor too soft, seemed to be deliberately meant for Zhao Yinshun to hear. Even with his eyes closed tightly, he couldn't help but knit his brows.

Hard! Hard!

The fist is hard!

But his furious mood did not affect his state of mind at all.

At this moment, Zhao Yinshun's soul was like two independent mirror images, one half was restless and furious, and the other half was like an indifferent bystander, without any disturbance.

He sat down as instructed by the voice, and a series of snarky and childish faces flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but sigh deeply in his heart.

The child without his parents is so pitiful. Even his classmates bully "me"...

Children's malice is sometimes more innocent and cruel than adults. They don't even know how hurtful their words are, or... they don't care!

I don't care about the feelings of "I", an orphan, because no parents will seek justice for "I".

Losing the protection of his loved ones, the young "Zhao Yinshun" had to face this cruel society, and "he" would also inherit all the cause and effect!

So...as an elder, I have to find opportunities to teach these naughty children some principles of life!

After writing down the names of every conversation in a small notebook, Zhao Yinshun calmed down and put these trivial matters aside for the time being, and began to think about his biggest problem at the moment.

What happened to my eyes?

Why did everything he saw look like a ghost? Even though everything was normal for "Zhao Yinshun" before, why did his eyes "open up" as soon as he came here?

Recalling the distorted pictures he had seen before, Zhao Yinshun felt blessed in his heart and suddenly remembered a famous philosophical concept on earth - "Things in themselves"!

The so-called "thing-in-itself" is the true nature of matter. It acts on human senses and forms human's cognition of external things, which is a phenomenon!

For example, the length, width and height of an apple, its touch, its color, its smell, its taste...

These are all phenomena!

What you see, smell, and taste are just human sensory feedback. You think you understand the apple, but in fact you know nothing about its essential appearance...

When poop looks like an apple, feels like an apple, smells like an apple, and tastes like an apple, then you think it is an apple!

But it might actually be a piece of shit!

Human senses have limits. The visible light of the human eye ranges from a deep red wavelength of 760nm to a purple wavelength of 390nm.

The wavelength range of audible sound is approximately 20~20000Hz.

Not to mention that limited by the innate space-time form, humans cannot perceive space-time dimensions other than three-dimensional space...

A point moves to form a line, a line moves to form a surface, and a surface moves to form a body. What about body movement?

Moving along the timeline, will it form a "history"?

Perhaps in the eyes of higher-dimensional creatures, the universe known to humans is just a part of infinite "fragments"!

The apple in our hands may be a "point" under the projection of a high-dimensional space-time continuous entity in a three-dimensional space...

Therefore, Kant’s philosophy believes that it is impossible for human beings to know [things in themselves]!

The universality and inevitability summarized by our induction of its [phenomenon] are given by the human subject. There is always an insurmountable gap between knowledge and things in themselves.

On the contrary, Marxist philosophy believes that there is no unrecognizable thing-in-itself, and there is no insurmountable gap between phenomena and things-in-itself. In social practice, people may actively move from the phenomenon of things to the essence of things, and realize

The transformation of "things in themselves" into "things for me",

And according to Zhao Yinshun’s own experience, maybe... Marx is right!

He seemed to have acquired some kind of sense that transcended ordinary people, and he "visually saw" the deeper nature of things.

Realized the transformation from "freedom" to "for me"!
Chapter completed!