Chapter 394 A Game World

"Game?" Lao Liu was a little unable to keep up with Lin An's thoughts.

"right!"

Lin An's eyes lit up when he talked about this, "A game world born based on players' general belief in game culture."

He made a grabbing motion, "I just need to condense it like antlers, to materialize the traces of the environment. The foreign god-making ceremony is a very good idea."

"!!!" Old Liu took a breath, leaned back and looked at Lin An blankly.

At the end, he burst out laughing, a laugh that was particularly unpleasant, like the neighing of a vulture. He leaned forward and backward with laughter, patting his thigh, "Anzai, Anzai, if you ask me, the person who will destroy the world in the future will , it must be you!”

Lin An rolled his eyes, "Why should I destroy the world? Are you tired of living? Haha~"

He didn't bother to pay attention to why Lao Liu thought he would destroy the world. It wasn't a good thing anyway.

Exploring the extraordinary world has always been dangerous, whether it is the study of antlers or the study of the Byrd family's god-making rituals, this is mostly the case.

"You just mentioned the wizard's perspective. I haven't done any research on it."

Lin An lowered his head and glanced at the notes he had taken, and became excited again. He talked to himself without waiting for Lao Liu to ask questions.

After all, he was used to being alone, was fed up with being alone, and longed for someone to have a good conversation with.

But the uncles and uncles of Lujiao are all busy now, and whether they are talking to the boss, Chen Shuyun, or others, it will always turn into a lecture, and it is difficult to communicate like with Lao Liu.

"In the history of the supernatural world, after the wizards figured out the power of witchcraft, the number of wizards becoming lichs began to decrease proportionally."

"It is precisely because of the decrease of lich that the foreign witch-hunting knights lost their enemies and became what they are now, targeting wizards."

"Losing enemies?" Old Liu sneered, "I don't think so. A wizard with a broken heart can easily become a lich, which is indeed easy to deal with. But it is precisely because of witchcraft that wizards move to a higher level, like this If a wizard turns into a lich, it's not something ordinary extraordinary people can handle."

This is true, Lin An agrees, but this is not what he wants to talk about.

"Wicca, I think it is a higher power than spirituality, because it is not a power of the past, it is a power of the present."

"In other words, it's the power of the mind."

"That's how I feel!" Old Liu frowned and thought, "When I was studying the 'Heart-to-Heart Witchcraft', I abandoned my own soul. I thought I would become a 'selfless' monster, but I didn't expect that I would turn into a 'selfless' monster." There's me'."

"Really?" Lin An raised his eyebrows, "The power of the soul supports witchcraft, and witchcraft is constantly integrating with the soul, constantly refining the most powerful power of the soul."

"In my past observations, those memories supported by the strongest emotions are the greatest nourishment for witchcraft."

For example, the clown-faced wizard's witchcraft "Dizziness", the memories supported by this witchcraft power are the indelible pains in his past growth.

"I've always had this doubt."

Lin An thought for a while, walked to the translucent coffin beside him, rummaged through it, and took out a drawing board with a dark golden statue inside, and another drawing board with a big banyan tree inside.

He held a pair in one hand and placed it in front of Lao Liu.

"Teacher, look, the dark golden god is the witchcraft spirituality of ordinary wizards. The big banyan tree is your spirituality, and it is also the witchcraft spirituality."

Old Liu squinted at these two pictures, then looked at Lin An, "The operation I performed on you allowed you to see such a picture?"

Lin An nodded.

"Your spirituality and heart overlap, which means that your past and your present are separated. You have completely abandoned your past."

Old Liu blinked and suddenly looked at the unique clone he made (former boss Old Liu) who was playing with the clown face in another mirror, "Him?"

"Yes, your past!"

Lin An nodded, "Heart-to-heart witchcraft seems to have this common problem. Chen Shuyun is similar to you. She is separated from her past. It's just that your past has taken on a physical form, while her past has been integrated into her sister's soul."

Lao Liu was stunned and silent for a long time, and finally raised his head and sighed, "Ha, so it's your own fault. I thought I had plotted against my niece, but I didn't expect that I was also deeply involved."

"Actually, Chen Shuyun's situation is a little better. Her mind and spirituality do not completely overlap. Perhaps it is because she has not studied it as deeply as you."

Lin An's analysis penetrated into Lao Liu's heart like a knife.

Lao Liu looked at Lin An with a faint look and sighed, "The exploration of the extraordinary path is so despairing. Sometimes I feel that I have embarked on a brand new path. In the end, you told me that I took the wrong path?"

Lin An shook his head, "I don't know. Maybe I can give you the answer in the future, but I know that when you are resurrected in someone else, I'm afraid you will completely lose your spirituality, and other people's spirituality will become your spirituality."

"In fact, you have had this problem before. I first saw that your spirituality was a frog with many hands. That thing was probably a manifestation of your own spirituality in the end. A kind of spirit influenced by witchcraft. Beyond that, the remaining manifestation of your inner self-will.”

He placed the portrait in his hand on the ground and took out a portrait of a frog with many hands from the coffin.

Old Liu looked at the painting dreamily, his eyes complicated, and he was completely silent.

Lin An was talking to himself, "I had a doubt at the time, what is this dark golden statue of witchcraft and spirituality?"

"Now maybe I have the answer."

"It is our will, the individual self-image in the collective environment." Lin An pointed to the portrait of the dark golden statue, "In fact, we have always been in the spiritual world at the same time, existing in this way. But when our spirituality It completely erodes our body and turns it into a spiritual form, and we will appear in the spirit world as a lich."

"That's what this big banyan tree looks like, or this multi-handed frog looks like."

Lin An pointed to the candle on the table again, "It is the spirituality of Witch Sylvia. It is a ethereal candle that may be extinguished at any time, a candle that longs to light up the world and ultimately cannot even light itself."

"It does not have the power of dream witchcraft!"

"Because of the spirituality of witchcraft, the dark golden statue is actually the will of the soul."

"It is in the heart of Witch Sylvia. She obviously encountered some situations before, which caused her power to overflow from the divine heart and affect the city."

"Her heart..."

"Her sex..."

Lin An gestured with his hands, clapped his hands, and made a snapping sound, "They influence each other, repel each other and fit into each other, changing each other's life movement in this material world."

"so……"

He took out the key pendant that controlled the divine heart from his pocket.

"She needs a magical transformation to make her heart accommodate her sexuality."

"But it's difficult. She is dead and has lost the most important life movement, so her heart has completely stopped, and her sex has become more and more extreme under the influence of the aura of the spiritual world."

Lin An sighed, "It's completely stuck in the past, with no future."

The reason why he was thinking about this was still from the perspective of studying the game. At the same time, he was also thinking about the movement of life and the necessity of the breathing furnace.

Lao Liu didn't speak anymore, he just looked at the portrait on the ground dreamily, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lin An simply didn't bother to pay attention to Lao Liu anymore. He continued to calm down and picked up a pen to write and draw on the manuscript.

There are too many problems that need to be solved in order to realize what I have described.

But as long as you have a direction, you can figure out what problems you need to solve and conduct targeted research.

But now that this direction is in place, the development progress of the game will be accelerated.

Only when games enter the market and continue to operate the culture of this game so that it can be recognized by more people, can there be a way to truly gather the power of the collective to achieve a kind of "resonance" and create a world.

The collective belief in the sea god moose needs to continue to be studied...

The spiritual space of the River God and Sylvia’s dream witchcraft also need to be studied...

The relationship between the individual and the environment at the core of the melting pot needs to be studied...

The space created by coffin-sealing witchcraft must also be studied horizontally and comparatively...

There is so much research to be done.