Chapter 927 Time Sense

Layer after layer of illusory and hazy sounds, as if... a bell?

Yago turned around from that trance.

time?

No, what sense is this?

Yago lost the ability to directly capture the information of things as a "cognitive life".

Instead, it was this strange sense.

What kind of sense is this?

It was very strange, and it also made Yago feel a little painful.

To be explicit, it is

time.

For the sense of "time".

How do people perceive time?

Yago didn't understand it in detail.

Most of his understanding of the topic of "time" comes from various wonderful myths and folklore.

In the history he knows, in ancient times, inside and outside the celestial dynasty, the understanding of time in various eras, the recorded ones, and the imagination related to time are relatively scarce for "modern" people.

Unimaginative, so to speak?

No, he wasn't sure either.

After all, just because it's not documented doesn't mean it hasn't been thought of.

All kinds of wonderful fantasies in ancient times did not describe how people perceive time.

But, if I had to say it, probably

order.

Perceive time through the sequence of changes in the environment.

In the early myths of various regions, the gods related to time are often related to the environment, astronomy, and farming, animal husbandry and harvest.

The four-valued meritorious service of the Celestial Dynasty, the various timing gods of ancient Greece.

But these are relatively macro

Yago also knows that his changing senses are not just on this level.

The ancient people used to work at sunrise and rest at sunset, so the most basic unit will also be based on the cycle of sunrise and sunset.

It is perceived by referring to changes in the external environment.

If you don't refer to the environment, then the object that can be referred to is perhaps the heartbeat?

The rhythm of the heartbeat can roughly be the perception of time.

These are all indirect.

In any case, ordinary creatures, such as human beings, cannot directly observe and perceive time directly.

And now Yago

pain.

Being able to directly perceive "time" is extremely painful for him.

All kinds of twisted and chaotic, broken but cohesive things appeared in his eyes.

"Time" does not exist.

The results he perceived were very contradictory.

He can perceive "time", but the result of his perception is "non-existence".

If it doesn't exist, how does he perceive it?

It should be said that "time" cannot exist independently.

"Time" is mixed with various things and exists on the basis of the things themselves.

In his perception, all things have "plural", but also singular.

In front of him, the empty platform left by the "statue" should have been devoured by him, but at this moment, in his eyes, there are countless overlapping shadows on it.

An unreal shadow like a dream.

Some parts of these shadows are very similar or even identical, while some parts are different, and they are interlaced and superimposed.

Yago can even see that some of these overlapping shadows are moving, like living things.

How to understand it?

"quantum"? Such a word came to Yago's mind.

Time does not exist independently, time and things themselves overlap each other.

Independent "time" has no meaning in itself.

It is the position of specific things on this line, or the common position of many things on this line, this "time", this "era", is meaningful.

So, "time" does not exist.

In other words, "time" means "sequence".

It is the "order" of a specific thing.

A certain period of him, a certain period of something he has seen.

Talking about a certain "period" or "era" in general also needs to refer to a certain or certain things in general to make sense.

If there is nothing, no abstract or concrete thing, no place of reference, time does not exist.

In his eyes, this "now" should be an empty platform formed by overlapping the same things.

stacked together in a certain order.

This "order" is "time".

At this moment, the "time" Yago perceives, which seems to be the overlapping of countless figures, belongs to the "time" of the statue that looks like a moth, which is the root of his pain.

Because, the "order" of this statue is broken and chaotic.

Those illusory statues that showed shadowy outlines in his eyes blended with each other.

The previous one is mixed with the next one, or with the next one.

This is what he sees with his senses.

From a point of view that ordinary people can understand.

You are six years old, your left leg is ten years old, your hand is twenty years old, your head is a hundred years old, and your body is one year old.

Even, there are further

The right leg is your dead leg.

At this moment, the scenery Yago saw was such a scene.

The characteristics of various time states of various things are mixed together in fragments and chaos.

It was also at this moment that Yago seemed to understand what Atile said——

"The river of time is broken."

with an inexplicable emotion

fear? expect?

Yago looked at himself.

Then, what he saw was an illusory and hazy silver body as dark as a shadow.

He still had the same body as the headless horseman.

However, one figure after another overlapped on his body.

Like a shadow, like his shadow, intertwined on or in front of him, superimposed with him.

Unreal and hazy, dark and psychedelic phantoms.

Are these "hes" at different times?

just, unfortunately

Yago is only able to see himself in these different "times".

Having lost his senses as "cognitive life", he was unable to capture the "information" of these figures.

He could see it, but he didn't know what the shadows represented.

He couldn't even tell when these overlapping shadows belonged to him.

Which time do these shadows that are shattered and chaotically intertwined on him belong to?

However, he can probably be sure of one thing.

His gaze was fixed on one of the shadows.

It was a gray and white figure.

It is as illusory and hazy as the other figures, as illusory as a dream, as hazy as a shadow.

Overall, it looks like a sphere.

Like an egg? an egg? Like eyeballs?

The too vague figure, the broken and mixed figure made it impossible for Yago to observe his image clearly.

However, recalling what His Majesty said, Yago couldn't help but mutter in his heart:

"Adapt to everything."

"Insects are highly adaptable, not from an individual perspective."

"The ones with strong adaptability are the swarms."