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Day after day, year after year.

The cruel environment can't kill the enthusiasm of life, everyone is still actively involved in it, to do the best within their ability, facing the smiling faces, a little bit of joy from eating meat, Ji Mo feels that he is Can't say much more.

He has no right to look down on the choices made in such an environment, and to accuse the other party of being inferior, because he really can't come up with any higher-end methods to tell them that they don't have to work so hard, and they can live well better.

Evolution, or degeneration?

If you choose to evolve, you must face the beast directly, and strive to become an existence on the same level as the beast. If you choose to degenerate, you can of course stick to the safe zone and replenish better defenses every day to resist the possibility of the beast. attack.

In fact, this is what human beings are already doing and have done. The kind of trees that make fierce beasts and beasts feel uncomfortable are a good natural defense system.

If you are satisfied with this, it seems to be enough to hide behind the woods and reproduce safely.

But, what if one day, both ferocious and ferocious beasts don't hate this smell anymore?

They don't know why the other party hates them, and changing their preferences is the easiest thing for them. Among the limited food choices, it is normal and natural to want to eat meat today and fruit tomorrow of.

Human beings who are already on the diet of fierce beasts, do they expect the other party to never think of this dessert that sticks between their teeth?

It is better to cultivate your own evil than to expect good from others.

This kind of evil is the last stand that must be fought against.

Unless there is a certain desperate situation, there will always be some power that cannot be discovered.

These are not enough to protect the ghosts and gods. According to the Dawu, the birth of human beings is already the kindness of ghosts and gods. They should be grateful for this life instead of blaming the other party for not putting them in a higher position.

With a heart of gratitude to the ghosts and gods, is it really longing to crawl under the ghosts and gods to appreciate the kindness of the other party?

No, it is not.

Ji Mo felt something, those things that he didn’t quite understand, ferocious beasts hunted and killed human beings for food, and human beings also use the meat of ferocious beasts as the best food, where the target is placed, is the equivalent of this target also at the same level ?

And on top of that, unpredictable ghosts and gods...

Ji Mo still remembered the sentence he wrote on the answer sheet - the origin of chasing ghosts and gods.The purpose of chasing must not be to obey, but to replace or become a new ghost.

At this point of thought, it suddenly opened up.

Many things seemed to emerge from the mist. It was a kind of hazy outline, not too clear, but it made Ji Mo suddenly understand that there was so much noise around him, and many things were there from the beginning and have always been there.

"Creation, is it destruction?"

There was a proposition that was suddenly presented to him, like a question from others, but also like a question from his own heart.

For a long time, I have been apprehensive, not daring to be a little indulgent, based on completing the task, hoping to go home, but also getting fun from the task. Watching those works spread or wither, I also have different feelings. These I feel that it is a little bit taken for granted-if all the civilization skills of ancient times can be passed on to later generations, the history of mankind will not develop in a zigzag way, but in a straight line.What's more, some skills are indeed out of date and should be abandoned by history.

Others are surprises and witnesses. Knowing that it has a high probability of dying is one thing, but seeing it really die in this way is another.Every time I think, will it "die"?How will it "die"?After reading it, oh, it turned out to be like this, if a piece of historical fog was lifted by him, through his own hands, he witnessed a real history.

Occasionally, I also think, what would history be like without my own existence?Will these works appear, and what will be their final outcome?

Does it have to be handed down to be valuable?

If he can't see the development and changes in the future, he is not a traveler from modern times, has never seen and experienced something, does not have the so-called "forward-looking" and "predictability", whether facing the monotonous and boring skills, Why don't you do it?

If one person is like this, if everyone is like this, the development of society and the continuation of civilization, where do the bits and pieces in the long river start to gather?

If there is no accumulation of small currents, there will be no rivers and seas.If you don't accumulate steps, you can reach thousands of miles.

Every step he takes now may not be useful for the future of this world, and for him, it may not be a skill that can be used in the next world, or even his future, but, should he just give up?Stop studying?

No, he doesn't want to.

"It's not because a student's bounden duty is to study, and it's not because that's the only way to grasp the hope of going home..."

The thought of going home has long faded away. In the final analysis, nothing can last for a long time without change. The long world, the experience of one world after another, modernity is good, and home is certainly missing, but there are more things that can be When you go to see and choose, why not go?

If there is only one model and one path in life for him, go to school honestly, graduate and work, and then get married and have children, just like the general public, this is a path that is not difficult and does not require any model reference, Go with the flow, and then watch your children repeat their own path, walking almost the same path——

is a circle.

Draw a circle at the beginning, draw a small tail from the stroke that is about to return to the end point, and draw a circle repeatedly, small or large, colorful or black and white, it is still the same circle, and the circled area is all that life, if the painting is a prison , cocooning oneself.

"Now, I'm no longer on that line..."

He left that circle when he was in the semicircle, and he may not step into the same circle again in the future. What he is doing now seems to be motivated by the system, and there is indeed this introduction, but in fact, it is also his favorite. , like the old man who saw sugar paintings when he was a child, when he wanted to get a sugar painting, he also hoped that he could be the one who held the paintbrush.

Splashing ink on the white paper, brush strokes thick and thin, turning freely, in the end, what kind of picture can be drawn?

"Creation, of course, is destruction."

A new path is created from the old cycle. The original path is still there, but it has actually been forked, and the power is separated from it, not destruction.

"But creation is not only destruction."

The newly opened road may not be easy to walk, but it heralds a new future that can be controlled by the person who opened the road. Maybe it will end in a short time, or it may go around and return to the old road. Re-entering the infinite cycle, but there is always a new hope, a new hope towards the unknown.

Some concepts that have been shattered are experiencing another storm. He doesn't want to believe in any ghosts and gods, even if he knows that the seemingly devout beliefs from the heart of Dawu are mixed with deep unspeakable desires, not pure admiration. But I don't want to let myself look up.

When Qin Huang's guard of honor walked across the field, someone said "a man should be like this", hoping that he would be the one to replace him in the future.

But someone should watch and think, he has walked out of his way, and I will also go out of mine, a different way.

There are tens of thousands of roads in this world, and there is not only one that is right, but how to distinguish right from wrong, you still need to learn more, otherwise, how can the theory told by others become your own?History is not all right, to take it as before and let it go is just to repeat the cycle on the old road of others.

Maybe that cycle is different from my own, but how much is there to look forward to in a round after round future?

The brilliant red sun, if it leaps out of the blank.

That is not the Golden Crow that can be imagined, it seems that it is already there, if it hangs its eyes high in the sky, it will look at it in the sky, watch the tree grow, and then jump on it, leaving its own shadow, so that Looking around.

The joy of consummation made Ji Mo's eyes widen slightly. He was sitting on a tree, and his already tall stature could casually jump to the top of the tree to look around like other clansmen. When the red sun was just born, I also "watched" the red sun jumping out of the tree, feeling a kind of joy of being born again, and seemed to have reached perfection and wanted nothing more.

The happy look on his face was only for a moment, what he asked for was obtained, but what he got at this time was no longer what he asked for now.

"It's not my way."

Not to follow blindly, not to kneel, not to look up, not to pray, not to believe... He is willing to spend enough effort on this road to know what every branch and every vein that stretches out will be like, and to understand everything. He knows the details of this road, and speculates about the future of this road, but that is not his road.

The joy of living people, the source of life, the dancing flame may contain the hope of many people, and the desire for life, he does not deny it, right and wrong are relativity, and what is in line with the current environment is right Yes, and if what is right does not fit the future, it is wrong, and will be abandoned sooner or later, there is no need for him to intervene and block it early.

In the visualization, there seems to be a force climbing up the trunk, breaking it, and abandoning it together with the branches soaked in the light of the golden crow, allowing them to fall into a void, like a mist, never to be seen again.

Ji Mo snorted, obviously the tree was broken in visualization, and there was no intrusion in reality, but he felt that he had been hit hard on the head, and his footing was unsteady. stable.

In the dizziness, everything in front of my eyes had a double image, which seemed to be spinning, making this world into another appearance, and the world soaked in the light of the red sun seemed to be a chaotic one.

Ji Mo closed his eyes, opened them again, he was much better, he breathed a sigh of relief, grinned, showing a childlike innocent smile, smiling at the red sun, smiling at the world, smiling at the The ghost who might have been paying attention to this place secretly smiled, he doesn't know what his way is, but he has already understood this way, so he already knows it is not.

"One day, I'll go my own way—"

Is it true that the light of fireflies cannot compete with the sun?