Chapter 474 Wu Jie's Inner Light

Self.

This is the key to stop me from entering No. 4 Middle School. I need to know myself.

Know myself, then what is self?

What am I?

Who am I?

In philosophy, there are three ultimate questions: Who am I? Where do I come from? Where am I going?

Wu Jie is facing one of the three ultimate questions at this moment - who am I?

This is not a question that can be perfunctorily passed by with a sentence "I am me". Philosophy is the most difficult to understand among all human disciplines. In the eyes of many people, it is a discipline that is born out of boredom. Any question can be said to be unsolvable.

This means that for the same question, everyone has his own answer.

'So, who am I? '

Wu Jie began to examine himself.

Is it the combination of countless cells?

No.

This is just a gathering of matter. Besides, he has long been separated from the body and gave the body as a gift to his friends and comrades to celebrate his new life.

At this moment, he is already a soul body. The cells no longer exist, so naturally he cannot regard himself as a combination of countless cells.

So am I a consciousness composed of countless soul factors? The body is my vehicle?

No, there is a true spirit in the soul.

This is a nesting doll.

To figure this out, Wu Jie thinks he needs to analyze it from his own life.

In the soul state, memories are no longer forgotten. Wu Jie's memories surge in his heart. From birth to entering the main god space, these memories are so false.

Only after entering the main god space did Wu Jie have a feeling that he was truly alive.

Wu Jie seemed to have a glimmer of enlightenment.

'If I want to understand who I am, then I need to understand whether I exist. If I don't exist, then who I am is not important. '

'Then do I exist? Will I be a character created by a certain author, a chess piece that may be abandoned by him at any time? '

Wu Jie thought of Luo Yinglong, the man who realized 'him' in the original setting, the man who shouted out his dissatisfaction

Now the setting has been overturned. According to the information he knows, there is definitely a world in the prehistoric calendar at this moment. In other words, the sign has changed from the author back to Pei Xi

'Then will I be another Luo Yinglong? ’

Wu Jie thought of what Luo said when he fought Zheng Zha in the infinite dawn.

Luo said: He likes the phrase "I think, therefore I am".

The Holy Way is the trace of Luo's existence and the trace of his thinking.

I think, I exist.

'No, this can't convince me. Philosophy is so fucked up, there is never a fixed answer, even if it is a fucked up answer, as long as you meet the right person, then he is the truth. ’

'But, they can prove my existence. ’

'Big brother, second brother, Zhan Lan, Chu Xuan, Li Xiaoyi'

'My existence has affected them, big brother did not die because of the captain certification, and second brother does not have to face his clone! ’

'And Jingtian Jinglong, and Immorton, and La! ’

'And my friend, he was born because of me, he is the proof that I existed! ’

'I affected them, and they also affected me. Their changes prove my existence, and my existence affects their changes! ’

'These are the proof of my existence! ’

From a microscopic perspective, he exists. And even from a macroscopic perspective, he exists!

Even if he is really a character in the book, he is a person in the book, and the book also exists!

This book did not start because of him, but it changed because of him!

Maybe no one reads this book, maybe there are only a few readers who like it, maybe he is not pleasing in the eyes of readers, but Wu Jie firmly believes that his story can continue to this day, there must be readers who recognize him and recognize this story and silently support him!

Their recognition and support is the proof of my existence!

My story is left in their memory, and I exist in their minds.

The partners of the Zhongzhou team gave me proof of my existence in this world, and the readers of the sixth level allowed my story to continue to be written and continue to exist.

As long as they still exist, then I exist!

"That's right. I am Wu Jie, I am a real person!"

"Even if I die, as long as those who remember me are still there, then the proof of my existence will still remain!"

People say that a person will experience three deaths in his life.

The first time, when your heart stops beating and your breathing disappears, you are biologically declared dead; the second time, when you are buried, people attend your funeral in black clothes, and they declare that you no longer exist in this society, and you leave quietly; the third time of death is when the last person in the world who remembers you forgets you, and then you really die.

The entire universe will no longer have anything to do with you, and you will no longer exist.

But people can rely on their own efforts to extend the day of the third death indefinitely!

The Emperor of Qin and the Emperor of Han, the Emperor of Tang and the Emperor of Song.

They are all figures who have passed away for thousands of years, but their deeds are still circulated on the land of China.

The Qin unified the six kingdoms, the Han culture, and the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

This is their deeds, the proof that they existed!

As long as Chinese civilization does not perish, they will still exist.

"I exist!"

But he felt that he had never been so good, better than ever before!

Because, he exists!

He proved his existence!

He is Wu Jie, a real, real person.

"If I exist, then how can I not have a self!"

"I exist! So I have a self!"

"Who am I? I am Wu Jie!"

"Who is Wu Jie?"

Wu Jie is a name. There are many people named Wu Jie in this world. There are always readers who know a person named Wu Jie. There are even readers who read this story who are named Wu Jie.

"There are many people named Wu Jie. I am not them, and they are not me, because they and I are independent individuals!"

"I am me! I am a unique existence!"

"There is only one me in this world!"

The demons in Wu Jie's heart dissipated, and a singularity bloomed in his heart, and then spread in all directions, turning into a vast and boundless world.

In this vast world, a star rose, and then fourteen stars rose one after another, surrounding the central star. Then four stars rose, surrounding the fourteen stars respectively. There are even more dim and even dead stars emerging.

Outside the vast world, hundreds of stars are projected in the world, and this number is still increasing.

The star in the center emits light to affect the fourteen stars around it, and the starlight fed back by the fourteen stars also affects the star in the center.

The light of the soul, the universe of the heart.

(Here I would like to say that Wu Jie's process of proving the light of the soul actually hints at some content in the real world. It can be said that without you, there would be no Wu Jie today. I thank you all on behalf of Wu Jie)

In fact, there are also names such as Star Map and Milky Way, but I haven't decided which one to choose. What do you think?