God will also obey my laws [infinite]

After confirming that the rest of the search personnel had escaped, Lao He returned to the farmhouse.

Mrs. Ewing, who was still in shock, went to the kitchen to prepare food for everyone. Tan Ming sat at the end of the long dining table, and Xiao Hongmao was bandaging his wound.

Although these villagers are not players, they are still conscious. They are not outright NPCs, such as Tan Ming, who also has a normal sense of pain. When the red potion touches his skin, he makes a hissing sound.

Old He bowed respectfully: "Thank you for driving away those people."

Jiang Chi supported him and let him sit down: "It should be us saying thank you, you didn't choose to hand us over to the search team."

"Speaking of which." Wei Ming asked curiously, "Who are they? Were they the ones you were afraid of before?"

At the mention of this, Lao He, who had finally calmed down, showed a frightened and sad look on his face: "The search team is from the base on the island."

"base?"

"Yes, in fact, not only the panopticon, but the entire island is a prison, and the base is used to monitor us." Lao He anxiously wiped his hands on his clothes repeatedly, which was a subconscious nervous action.

His voice could still be kept steady, and he said unhurriedly: "The villagers are all exiled prisoners and their descendants. This small island is an island for exiled criminals."

Jiang Chi asked, "What crime did you commit?"

Lao He gritted his teeth, and snorted in a nasal voice: "We so-called sinners are just violating the so-called law."

He cast his eyes on the brilliant sun that was never blocked by clouds: "We are different from you, we actually come from another dimension - the kingdom of consciousness."

Little Red Mao closed the medicine box, showing interest in his eyes: "The Kingdom of Consciousness? Where is that?"

"It is on the other side of time and space. That world is different from the ordinary world. It is a world where consciousness determines matter." Lao He continued, "The construction of the country of consciousness relies on unified consciousness, that is to say, most of the People believe that this world exists, and it exists; if there are many people who don’t believe it, the kingdom will cease to exist.”

"That's why the Parliament of the Kingdom of Consciousness enacted a law that forbids civilians from learning characters and reading books. They are afraid that too much thought will cause the Kingdom of Consciousness to collapse."

"It's as if they only need to maintain basic cognition, and they can't have individuality, otherwise the development of consciousness will put the country in jeopardy."

Lao He coughed lightly: "We also thought this way at the beginning. The collective consciousness of the Kingdom of Consciousness is unshakable. We have been consciously suppressing our nature for the existence of the Kingdom of Consciousness all our lives. Otherwise, the Kingdom will disappear and we It will no longer exist. Then, what do we still need to pursue the "self" for? "

Because of the pain from the wound, Tan Ming did not speak, but still frowned slightly.Lao He is an elder in the village. Seeing all the young people like Tan Ming become innocent sinners on the island, the worry and regret in his eyes are undoubtedly revealed.

Lao He shook his head and sighed softly: "All of us live in a paradise that relies on our own fictions, let the parliament preach the fragility and preciousness of this world, let them incite the people to firmly defend the rule of the parliament, call this The triumph of national consciousness, shouting hypocritical slogans."

"The irony is that the parliament relies on the strength of all to maintain the country, but drives the individuality of all. The kingdom of consciousness has become only one thought, and this one thought has become the right itself, which should not exist in the first place. right."

Wei Ming sneered: "Using their fear of disappearing to exercise self-restraint and supervision is essentially no different from Bentham Prison."

Lao He's eyes darkened, as if he was caught in a distant memory, his frowning brows and eyes showed sadness.He seemed to see the sunshine and moonlight in the Kingdom of Consciousness, no different from other places, the same bright white, hazy, and equally distorted.Whether it is sunshine or wind, frost and rain, they all exist because of their consciousness.

No one doubts the existence of these things. People in that vast land are driven by a unified thought, and people who imprison their thoughts all day long can only take the "victory of consciousness" shouted by the parliament as their final salvation, and embrace the collective truth. Those with different consciousness are enemies.Starting from the new generation, they have been instilled with the unique consciousness of indestructibility since childhood, so that they will no longer have the idea of ​​​​resistance.

"Until later, some people gradually discovered that the fixation of consciousness means that this will be a world that cannot be changed, and its civilization will stagnate forever. So some people began to question it. They think that learning and progress, It doesn't seem to affect the existence of the kingdom, because as long as they maintain the complete consciousness of the world, the world will not collapse. What they advocate is only progress."

Lao He sighed: "So we were all exiled to the small islands of this world because we secretly learned and read words and knowledge. Because we violated the laws of the parliament, we were called criminals with different consciousness. Later we found out, Abundant thoughts will indeed not collapse the country of consciousness, but can make the country progress, and exile us only to maintain the rule of the parliament."

"When we were exiled here and lived with this endless sea all day long, we did not stop making progress. Through study and research, we found a way to coexist with consciousness, which not only allows everyone to have Higher cognition can also ensure that the kingdom of consciousness will not collapse."

While talking, Lao He became emotional, his palms clenched tightly, as if looking forward to the future, but he was discouraged again because of something: "We want to return to the country of consciousness and rebuild the country... But, this It is an extremely difficult process. We cannot shake the parliament, let alone contend with it. In front of the people, we will always be aliens in consciousness and sinners of the country..."

"Gradually, we were helpless, disappointed and numb, and our last hope would eventually be shattered. Among the villagers who lost confidence, some people began to disapprove of continuing to persevere. They felt that there was no need to resist. This small island is enough for everyone to survive. Everyone I'm used to the farming, fishing and weaving here, so it's not a bad thing to live like this."

When Lao He said this, Tan Ming beside him lowered his head. He clenched his teeth tightly, his lips were drawn into a straight line, and his face was filled with powerless despair. The meekness of him finally couldn't help it, and he tapped his clenched hand on the table. , almost depressingly growled: "We have compromised, and we have no resentment against anyone. We have no way to change the country, but the parliament is still afraid of us. The council has always refused to let the villagers go. The base was established by the council to monitor us. Every move!"

Lao He was silent, and took out a small iron box from his pocket, which contained shredded tobacco grown and roasted by himself, and the thin paper used to wrap the shredded tobacco trembled imperceptibly in his fingertips: "Not long ago, The plague began to appear in the village, a large number of cattle and sheep died, and then the villagers were also infected and tortured by the plague..."

"This is a corrosive virus that will cause the creature to dehydrate and lose weight in a short period of time, but it cannot eat or drink anything. Eventually, together with the skin and flesh, it will be quickly weathered and turned into a shriveled corpse."

It turned out that those bones buried in the gutter were all livestock and villagers who died because of the plague.

The traces of those bones will become like fossils in a short period of time after losing all the moisture.

"In the beginning, we isolated the infected villagers and burned all the people who died as a result. Later, more people died, and the place where the corpses were burnt was barren of grass, and cattle and sheep could no longer be raised and reproduced. Wherever a large number of people go, where do they die? , and be buried there.”

"The mountains and plains are full of bones."

Lao He finally rolled the cigarette, but the cigarette butt was squashed flat, and it was not lit, so he sucked it dryly in his mouth twice.Speaking of this, his expression was neither angry nor disappointed, but more like the numbness produced by some kind of fear and madness, so there was a faint calmness that seemed to have nothing to do with him.

"All this is a conspiracy of the base. After they discovered our research, they planned to get rid of all the villagers on this small island, but they didn't dare to do it directly. They secretly developed the plague. The plague was established on the small island. released from the base."

Lao He's expression was the same as Tan Ming's, or the same as that of all the villagers, looking broken and crumbling: "The villagers realized that it is impossible to live in peace. Those people's purpose is to get rid of For us, for sheep, it is not that if they are meek and do not resist, they will not be eaten by wolves."

"The sanctimonious parliament, the hypocrites who chanted those beautiful slogans, they worried that killing us directly would affect the image of the council, so they came up with such despicable means to let us fend for ourselves..."

"They described our miserable state to the people, saying that we could not survive on the small island because of lax thinking and lazy work. We were starving and dying everywhere. The dead were described by family and friends as ugly zombies, monsters that should be crucified..."

"Then warn the public, look, this is the fate of sinners with different consciousness, those who shake the country will be punished by God, they disguised the ugly truth as justice, they buried us with this innocent island, To remind their people not to be sinners anymore."

Lao He looked up at the crowd: "So the villagers began to plan revenge on the council."

"We dare not light the lights at night, and observe every move of the base, pretending to fall asleep when the sun goes down. All operations are carried out in the dark, just not wanting to attract attention and let the base discover our plan."

Jiang Chi asked: "What plan?"

At this moment, Lao He took out the match and lit the cigarette. The curling white smoke covered his face, and he let out a faint breath: "Actually, we already know that this small island is driven by some kind of force to become The so-called domain copy, and if you want to escape as players, you need to die as villagers..."