clown game

"Well... okay." Bai Xiong said helplessly: "Then, your consciousness should be clear enough now, let's talk about your thoughts..." He asked, this situation Now, Chen Xiao's analysis is still very good. Of course, Bai Xiong only listens to his ideas, and doesn't let him set any plans... Hehe, let Chen Xiao set plans?He might want to die once in the real world.

"Oh, I thought of something." Chen Xiao put the mobile phone into the suit again and wrapped it up. First of all, we have been here for a long time, and my body seems to have adapted to this curled up position, so it is best to hold it halfway. For more than a month, and when we are controlled into the collective consciousness, our bodies are actually working. "

"labor?"

"Yes, labor, these ants should stimulate our bodies to carry food, dig tunnels, build ant nests and other things. You may not feel it very obviously because you are stronger, but I can clearly feel it now. I realized that I have definitely engaged in very high-intensity sports for more than half a month." He said, pointing to his clothes: "Look, this is a special lining made by the Foundation, with a certain degree of self-cleaning function, it is difficult to get stains, but even so, he is still dirty, the dirt, and the smell of pollen, and the dirt on my hands, can explain some problems. That is, these ants can control Our minds make us humans one of them, part of the ant colony with them."

"Mind control...is very difficult." Bai Xiong said lightly.

"Yeah, it's hard, but it's okay, it looks like they won't kill us, but there are some weird things, like the scar on your head, I have a bad feeling, and there is . ...why don't I feel hungry...what am I eating these days?"

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Chapter 308 Returning to the Illusion

What is "thinking"?

To paraphrase an explanation taken from the Internet:

Thinking is the generalization and direct or indirect reaction process to objective things.

Well... yes, this is very official, so few people can understand it.

So translating it into the language of ghetto is: you know what you're doing.

How about it, is it a lot simpler and clearer all of a sudden?

But even if you understand what it means, it's still a difficult question to answer, because the definition of the word is given by humans, and now we have to revisit it. It's like dialectics to explain dialectics, There is no answer.

So, let's change the question.

Do you think... what we mean by "thinking" is correct?

Does thinking need a carrier?Need to identify individual differences?Do I need a distribution channel?

These are too difficult?

Then change a batch.For example, do cats think?You say yes, because it should know what it is doing.Great, but what about the caterpillar?Does it know what it is doing?Maybe the two factions of thinking theory and instinct theory are going to quarrel, so what about wood next?Next up... where's the stone?What about dirt?

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You see, this way we have a lot of space to discuss, right? But in order to save some unnecessary saliva, I'd better give the answer directly...

That is: no answer!

Yes, no matter how many people discuss it, how intense it is, and how sufficient the arguments are, in the end it can only be that people with the same ideas gather in a crowd, yelling at everyone else, full of heresy, and scum, and in the end Keep talking to yourself, and nothing will come of it.

It's like the "collective consciousness" that I'm going to explain next.

Although someone will definitely say that he understands what that means, it is still impossible for him to really understand.

Because he can't even understand the pain of his neighbor's knocked little toe.

No one can really understand the mind of another individual...

Oh, yes, I say all this to lead to the next sentence...that is, creatures with "collective minds" can!

How about it, isn't it amazing.

Species with this way of thinking have no clear individual distinctions, such as bees. Although you see them one by one, some are collecting honey and some are building nests, but they do not know their existence. It's about sharing a thought or thoughts together, as if your anal sphincter pinched the last bit of feces and your hand picked up a piece of paper to wipe your ass at the same time.They all act for a common thinking, and it will not happen that the hand suddenly becomes unhappy and pokes the butt hard.

So, how does it work in a bee colony... If you beat a bee, all the bees in the colony will yell, "Fuck! Who hit me?" After that, a swarm of bees will come out to find you. .

In this collective, the consciousness of each individual is in a hive, and they will communicate with each other. If two consciousnesses trigger each other at this time, then you can communicate with the other consciousness, that is, you can become Be someone else, a real person, live his life, have his thoughts, and the other person too, live your life, have your thoughts, but you're still separate people, you're still you, He is still him.

Then magnify this number dozens of times, hundreds of times, and it becomes a so-called "collective consciousness".

Well, although it is a bit difficult to understand, it is almost the meaning.

In this way, it is obvious that Bai Xiong, Song Xuan and Chen Xiao have fallen into the control of this collective consciousness at this moment.

Those are the so-called "ants" that have not been seen until now.They remove human's independent thinking from himself and place them in a shared thinking world, and use another set of thinking to occupy his body's ability to drive them to work.

It's like using your own hands and ass.

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almost!

Let's go back to this moment again.

After Bai Xiong listened to Chen Xiao's words.

"A bad feeling? What is it?" He asked with a suppressed voice.

Chen Xiao stroked his thoughts: "In your notes and mine, both emphasized not to attack ants...well, to be honest. I have a very bad feeling when I see the scar on your head. "As he said, he pointed to the opponent's arm: "Look, your ion shield is still there!"

Bai Xiong froze for a moment, he immediately thought of something, he clenched his fist quickly, and the ion shield on his arm popped out with a "bang"...

However, the shield that was originally glowing with blue light was already dimmed, and it was also pierced by a huge gap!

"Sure enough!" Chen Xiao nodded and said, "When I saw such a wide tunnel, I thought, if ants are this big, then... how much power they must have... .”

Bai Xiong looked at the strongest shield in the C-level area... and was at a loss for a while.

Everyone knows how amazing the power of an ant is when converted into proportions, but for thousands of years, humans still habitually compare ant to a synonym for weakness,

Because everyone knows that ants are only so big forever.

No one knows what it would look like if an ant were actually scaled up to the same size as a human being.

But it seems... Ice Bear already knew, and the ion shield and the scar on his head also clearly told him what he did with the ants and the consequences.

Bai Xiong took a deep breath and calmed himself down: "Go on, what do you think about the food during this time..."

"Oh, you said food." Chen Xiao shrugged: "Although I don't care, you definitely won't want to listen."

Bai Xiong frowned, uh...his expression meant that he had already thought of an extremely bad answer.

"You mean..."

"Yes, the protein residues in the digestive tract of general insects are extremely rich, and the fat will be almost perfectly retained...that is to say..."

"Okay!" Ice Bear immediately stopped the opponent: "I understand!"

"In fact, they have high nutritional value, like fly droppings..."