Chapter 266 Lao Jia's Purpose

After the shadow that constituted himself gradually stabilized, Yao Yan began to move, looking for the star that made him feel the most "close".

However, in this process, he felt familiar -

There were familiar abilities in the stars reflected in this starry sky.

However, after careful feeling, he found that they were not consistent.

After carefully planning the route, he began to fish out the reflections of the stars.

As one star after another was fished out, he

After decades of enduring in this world, the result should be "good"?

One, two, three, four

He tried to choose the big stars that made him feel "close".

When he fished out the fourth star, his body was already very close to the water surface.

Originally, he judged that he should be able to fish out this one, but when he got here, he found that his judgment was wrong.

He could only change his target.

His claws stretched out to the reflection of another star that was half the size.

He did not maximize the benefits.

At this time, he should have a "pity" judgment?

As he sank into the water, he couldn't help but think.

Gray, countless disordered but "similar" street scenes appeared in his vision.

As soon as he regained consciousness, he used the deformation ability of [Rumor] to transform his appearance into the posture of a black and white crow.

However, it was at this time that he found that his appearance had changed slightly.

Reason?

The ability of the core ability [Rumor] allows him to change the appearance of the ability crow into the appearance of other ability crows.

To be precise, the process is "referring to a part of the body and changing the shape of another part".

Now there is a problem, so is it his ability that has a problem?

It should not be because he was almost wiped out by the will of the world.

When he was on the surface of the starry sky, there was nothing abnormal about the body he reconstructed.

Is it the phantom of the star that was fished out?

However, at this moment, a figure appeared in his vision.

In the distance, under the shadow of the street corner, a rat standing up was looking at him.

Lao Jia.

At this moment, the other party was standing there, watching him quietly.

After flapping his wings, he flew in front of the other party.

Looking at his appearance, Lao Jia quickly retracted his sight, and at the same time, he stretched out his hand and handed over a fruit:

"You will need it."

However, this time, Yao Yan did not take the fruit. He stared at the other party and asked:

"Why?"

Lao Jia did not speak.

"Did I not make it clear enough?"

Yao Yan was about to speak.

But at this moment, Lao Jia answered the question:

"You have no target, you can use it."

"Oh."

Yao Yan nodded, this reason was in line with his judgment.

And Lao Jia seemed to confirm something when he saw his reaction:

"Sure enough, you have no target."

"No target? This judgment is incorrect, I have a target."

The crow's wings flapped, and Yao Yan questioned this judgment:

"I want to know the history that happened during my sleep."

Hearing this, Lao Jia just turned around and began to walk along the shadows of the street:

"History? Are you sure you want to know history? Do you have a 'want'?"

His voice reached Yao Yan's ears.

Yao Yan flapped his wings and flew behind him:

"When you say 'want', you mean 'will', right?"

"You can understand it that way."

"Then I really don't mean to do it on my own initiative."

After his answer, Lao Jia stopped.

The rat-like eyes looked at Yao Yan, and the somewhat turbid eyes looked at him like this:

"You have no goals, no desires, and even no consciousness."

"So, what am I doing now? Why am I talking to you?"

Lao Jia was silent for a moment:

"Following gravity and bumping around in the container of memory is not called having a self."

Yao Yan could understand what the other party was saying.

If Yao Yan's memories before his death were compared to rivers and a body of water, then the current "Yao Yan" was moving aimlessly in this river of memory, following the flow of water.

The flow of water is "logic" and water is "memory".

Lao Jia believed that he was just drifting with "Yao Yan's memory" and "Yao Yan's logic".

Yao Yan's memory and logic have stopped.

"Yao Yan", is dead.

However, he has no idea to refute this, nor any reason to refute it.

Being denied, or even killed, can not touch his emotions.

Whether it is Yao Yan or not, it is not important to him, and it is even meaningless.

"According to the logic in my memory, I should be angry at this time."

"According to the logic in my memory, you should be angry at this time."

Before Yao Yan was about to speak, Lao Jia spoke first.

Looking at him, Yao Yan said:

"Do you have the ability to read other people's thoughts?"

However, hearing this, Lao Jia's eyes became more gloomy:

"It's really straightforward, but this also proves that you don't care about memory and the content of memory. Even if someone modifies your memory, you don't care, right?"

Indeed.

It doesn't matter if he loses his memory, or anything else.

He doesn't have any "self-driving force".

He doesn't want others to drive him.

He doesn't fear or reject stopping because of biological instinct or physiological judgment like "stopping activity = death".

If I have to say it, it should be called:

"According to the logic in my memory, I would think so."

Oh, yes, there is a good metaphor.

An "observer".

An observer who silently observes everything that happens.

Even if someone wants to kill him, he won't feel anything.

It's just the memory and logic of his "body". After inputting this reaction, he came to the conclusion of "resistance".

Even if it's "thinking", this behavior is because he has "memory" and "logic", because "memory" and "logic" go through a process and come to the conclusion.

To be precise, if he is given a new set of memory and logic, he will just go with the flow.

He has no driving force.

And this means that he can act in any way.

Even "denying oneself" is fine.

The subject of his thinking can be "I", "you", "he" or anything else.

It doesn't matter whether it is "Yao Yan".

"Oh, indeed, such things are dangerous to you, right?"

Through memory and logic, Yao Yan's "thinking" came to a conclusion.

After hearing this, Lao Jia looked at him deeply:

"Yes, so you have no target and can be used. If I say that I want to modify your memory and let you do things for me, what will your reaction be?"

"If you can do it, do it, but this answer is the same for everyone."

After hearing this, Lao Jia's eyes changed slightly:

"Are you really at the effect level?"

ps: To put it in a figurative way, the protagonist is like an electric current that can be used to use any machine.

When poured into the "rice cooker", the protagonist and the rice cooker are integrated, and can also be regarded as part of the rice cooker.

When poured into other electrical appliances, the protagonist will have the same posture.

Strictly speaking, the protagonist has no "subject" to speak of.

I really want to write this kind of protagonist, but I can't write it with my ability.

So, put the protagonist into the shell of "Yao Yan" and describe it by letting him observe and "control" the actions of this "shell" from a third-person "God's perspective".

Well, this idea was also a "sequel" when I was writing Silver Crow because the "third-person" setting was not well implemented.

Speaking of which, this perspective is actually quite "divine"?

A state between "existence" and "nothingness".

Oh, don't tell me about Descartes, my philosophical thinking is different from his, don't try to convince me.

Different people have different experiences.

My point of view is like this -

Whatever you say is right.

Oh, it's not weird, but my point of view is "anything is OK".

It can be understood as "any interpretation of consciousness is OK", "consciousness can be any shape and structure".

It's a pity that I can't be like the protagonist described in the book, who can be unaffected by the body, and I can't ignore the concept of "I" and ignore my own subjectivity.

Even the reason why I have this idea may be due to the influence of curiosity and desire for knowledge, or the sense of superiority formed by grand narratives, plus the effects of selfish bias, including the current self-analysis, which may also be based on the pleasure of "I am cleaning up the cause of my illness".

My ability is limited and I cannot fully analyze the reasons.

I have to say it again before. Friends who see this can skip it directly if they are not interested in philosophy.

If you are interested in understanding philosophy, please learn the whole thing, listen to others' retelling, and find the original if you have the ability. No one is sure how much deviation will appear in this retelling and reinterpretation.

However, I should be overthinking. The theme of this book is "rumors". Everyone who can read this should be on guard against rumors.

But it is not necessarily the case. After all, memory will become blurred, and forgetting is also a very dangerous point.

When making "judgments", it is best to confirm whether your memory is wrong.

Although the stalk of "who writes a diary for serious people" is widely circulated.

However, because I am worried about memory errors, I will record my experiences and some thoughts.

In my experience, the fact is that my memory can be wrong.

However, repeatedly confirming memory is also a very tiring and tedious task. Based on the human instinct of "saving trouble" and saving energy, we will subconsciously resist.

Every time I think of this, I want to sigh.

The advantages and disadvantages of the physiological mechanism of "simplification" really make people love and hate it.

Sorry, I said too much.