Chapter 1664: Destiny

In fact, Zhang Zian couldn't think of what Zhuang Xiaodie had to ask. She probably turned his memory upside down, including some deep memories that he had forgotten or didn't want to recall. She knew what he knew. , she knows what he doesn't know, so why ask?

He still wants to ask her, for example, some movies that he has watched and found very artistic and thoughtful, and now he really wants to rewatch but forgot the specific number...

She didn't ask right away, but walked slowly around the cliff, as if thinking about how to ask a question.

Zhang Zian really wanted to return to the real world earlier, even if it was to sleep in the real world, but he didn't dare to rush, so he could only wait patiently.

It's okay to wait, the speed of time passing in the dream is up to her, even if you wait a hundred years in the dream, it may only be a flick of a finger in the real world.

After walking for a while, she stopped suddenly, staring closely at him with gorgeous colorful eyes. He knew that there was a problem, so he immediately raised his spirits and prepared to fight.

When he was trapped in a dream last time, her eyes were no different from ordinary people, but now she has dreamlike colorful eyes. You don't need to ask, you know that she pretended to be a normal person to enter the dream last time, and this time she doesn't need to pretend .

"Does free will exist?" she asked the first question.

Fuck?

Zhang Zian was dumbfounded by the question, and after a while he smiled bitterly and said, "It's beyond the standard..."

He should have thought of it a long time ago. She, who knows his memory like the back of her hand, if she wants to ask any questions, besides the question of which do you prefer, the Eastern Soft Girl or the Western Dayan Horse, it will be such a mysterious question.

"Do you still want to go back?" she asked.

"Okay..." He scratched his hair in distress, and started pacing back and forth on the top of the mountain like she did just now, organizing his words while thinking.

To some extent, free will is a philosophical question, but with the development of modern frontier science, this question has an inseparable relationship with science.

The antonym of "free will" is "determinism". Simply put, the former believes that human beings can think and decide as they please, and make choices from countless action plans, while the latter believes that everything is a determinism. A choice was made, but really it was just that choice you were destined to make.

In a word, can people really decide their own destiny?

Suppose you are lying on the bed and finally can't hold back to go to the toilet, which foot you take first after getting out of bed, is it your decision, or is it determined by fate?

Obviously, most theists and fatalists accept determinism, and most of the atheists may prefer free will, so the second burst of words in the sentence "I can't help myself" is particularly exciting.

But if free will doesn't exist, even you who uttered those words are destined to utter them.

The uncertainty of quantum mechanics is a strong support for free will, and the minimum time principle of Fermat's principle has become a strong backing for determinism. Some neurological experiments seem to confirm that free will is a false proposition.

Einstein said, "God doesn't play dice."

This sentence already shows the point of view held by the greatest scientific giant in human history.

From a philosophical point of view, quantum mechanics and free will are both idealistic, while determinism is more in line with the materialist view that matter determines consciousness.

Both scientifically and philosophically, free will and determinism are sworn enemies.

With Zhang Zian's ability, how dare he challenge this difficult problem that has plagued countless sages?

"I don't know whether free will exists, but personally speaking, I prefer free will." He knew that this answer would not satisfy her, but after hesitating for a long time, he could only give this answer.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, breaking her expressionless state, "Because of Xinghai? Because it made Zhao Qi leave your store?"

He suddenly understood what she meant. Xinghai annihilated 187 futures in which Zhao Qi passed by the pet store but did not enter the store, and collapsed into reality one future in which Zhao Qi decided to visit the pet store.

He often said that this incident changed his fate, but how could he know that his fate had never been changed?

"Those 187 futures may not exist at all, they are always just a mirage-like dream bubble, and the future it chooses is the one it is destined to choose." She looked directly at him and said, "You are destined to meet it , it is destined to decide to help you, it is destined to choose this future—no, this future is not what it chooses, but it is destined to happen, Zhao Qi is destined to walk into your store, its selection process is only It was just a formality.”

Emotionally, he couldn't accept it, but theoretically, he couldn't refute it.

She didn't mean to be angry, nor did she mean to belittle Xinghai, but calmly and objectively explained a possibility, a possibility determined by determinism.

Everything is fate, everything is doomed history.

Xinghai is the observer of fate. This word has two possible ambiguities. One is that its observations annihilate and collapse countless kinds of fate, and it chooses one of them; the other is that it is just observing fate, the only one. Fate, it can't change anything, it just sees the upcoming fate in advance.

Which is true?

Zhang Zian looked at Binhai Town again.

The sending-off team had already entered the city, and the outside of the city was in a mess, with broken red gun coats all over the place, and it gradually became quiet, except for a few hungry people trying to find copper coins or even silver dollars thrown by the sending-off team in the soil.

The city was full of noise. Wherever the procession of seeing off relatives passed by, the whole street was decorated with lights and festoons, and people lined up to welcome each other. The small Binhai town was similar to New Year's Eve.

The sending-off team finally entered a mansion, one of the largest mansions in Binhai Town, the gate was closed, and the final preparations for the grand wedding began.

Is the history that has happened before me really destined to happen?

Facing the rich dowry, the servants under the bride's father didn't have any evil thoughts in their hearts during the journey, trying to take the dowry as their own and put it into action?

Money touches people's hearts. They may have thought about it, but they didn't do it—they didn't do it. Is this result determined by their own will or fate?

No one can answer this question, and Zhang Zian is no exception.

He sighed, feeling like his head was going to go bald.

"So, you haven't shown up all this time, just racking your brains to think about this problem?" He looked at Zhuang Xiaodie.

"yes."

She nodded, and there was a sense of bewilderment in her eyes that she was unable to grasp her fate.

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