Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

"It's a cunning answer."

The memory manager's expression appeared for the first time, and the tone of the bitter smile seemed ashamed and relieved.

"Don't talk about whether the guys in the deep field accept it. Do you think your answer can be accepted by others?"

"Most people cannot accept it."

Suffered various disasters, and finally was involved in the crisis of world demise.

Even if you’re told that resentment doesn’t make sense, you can’t face the future without crossing the past; even if you know in your heart that the fist filled with hatred will not return, the lost things will not come back, and the past that has happened will not change because of your current behavior. . But no one can just abandon the emotion of nowhere to vent and accept this "rational choice".

Intellectual life can't abandon sensibility, and life without sensibility is incomplete.

So I will be angry, resentful, and tired.

What kind of mood and pain did you experience in those days? Even if you said it with your mouth, no one could really feel "empathy". When I think of all the hardships I have suffered as a generous capital, I was represented by others without my knowledge...

No one can accept this kind of thing.

"I can only represent myself, through my own investigation, my own thinking, and my own judgment to draw my own conclusions. My conclusion is'I am difficult to release, and it is difficult to forgive, but I do not want to grudge'. Not only because Resentment will not produce any results, but also because it will make me farther and farther away from the desired world."

Neither the world nor the intellectual life is beautiful. They are extremely cold and cruel.

But Roland didn't think it was what the world and all beings should be.

He didn't want to think that way.

Unscrupulously inferior, insatiable craziness, unbearable cruelty-he has seen too much. On the other hand, he has also witnessed the holiness, selflessness, and courage of high mountains. If he can choose, he expects the world to be noble, not dirty.

The world should be beautiful.

This is his heartfelt prayer.

Perhaps in order to survive in a cruel world, any means are essential. Neither recklessness nor ruthlessness is correct, nor should it be the only criterion forever. In order not to succumb to reality, to fight against the dominance of instrumental rationality-this is not an ideal, but a reserved heart.

Maybe the world everyone sees is different. Maybe the world and sentient beings will still follow the same path as the earth. Maybe the world and intellectual life are not worth believing at all. But Roland is willing to believe. At least, only by making up your mind to take the first step to meet the challenges of reality and unreasonable blame can this open up entirely new paths.

and so--

This really cannot be forgiven.

"What you want is actually not forgiveness, confession, atonement, etc... what you really want is more fundamental and more pure-this world should not be like this, thinking about changing the world. "

He suffered unspeakable pain during his lifetime, and there was nowhere to go after his death. He could only stay in this world in the form of undead.

Undead... What do the artificial beings expect?

Still resenting humanity and the world, do you want everyone to be together?

wrong.

The reason why they will still leave trials and opportunities, I am afraid they have expectations, and their desires-

"‘End all this, don’t repeat the same tragedy’ again — it is.”

After a short and long silence, the memory manager replied:

"Yes."

The wry smile faded, and confusion and exhaustion surfaced.

"Yes, as you said. By now, all this is an outright mistake, and we hope to end it all."

There is no way to change the past and there is no future. The only thing that the undead who are trapped in the frozen time is allowed to be expected. The only thing that can be called a wish is "the happiness of the living."

No matter before or after death, they have no traceable tomorrow, nor happiness they can expect.

Even so, they couldn't help but want to expect.

People who expect to be alive can still have expectations and can live for their own wishes.

"If it can be achieved—"

The memory manager seems to be praying and begging.

"If you can fulfill your wishes-no matter what you gain or lose. May you hold on to the restraint and pride in your heart at this moment, hold on to things that cannot be given up, and don't abandon your essence as an intellectual life. Finally, may you be happy ."

As the sound of singing fell down, a ray of light came from behind the memory manager. It was too late to ask questions, and Roland's consciousness was absorbed.

The absorbed consciousness vaguely glanced at the memory manager smiling at himself.

Until the end, Roland had no way of knowing who he was when he was alive.

But I always feel that... I can understand what the smile wants to express.

Please--

Don't lose—

That was the only wish of the dead, and they tried their best to convey the message to the living.

In the channel constructed by the light, countless shouts and memories permeated into consciousness.

Being beaten, flogged, branded, infringed, dismembered, injected with medicine, removed tissue, implanted into a machine, cut into a skull, and chip removed;

All kinds of memories come like a tsunami, each one is extremely miserable, and each one is called purgatory. These memories seem to be the accusations of the undead on the world, and they are like the final judgment day record of the scales of human crimes. All the evils and ugliness of this world are revealed at once.

Even a strong-willed person will collapse when he recalls ten servings of memories, and this channel is filled with hundreds of thousands of memories, making people think that this is a kind of defensive system that destroys visitors through mental pollution. To ensure the security of the core secret ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Roland, who bears all this, is very clear that this is by no means a defense system, nor an attack, nor even the unintentional souls deliberately released it.

This is a space of consciousness, where the living and the remaining thoughts can be in direct contact and read the other party's information. Regardless of whether the two sides are willing, as long as there is contact, various memories and thoughts will overlap each other, and the memory information will be exchanged.

As long as you are in this space, this phenomenon is inevitable.

He can only gritt his teeth to support this road of trial, if he can't support it, he will give up his efforts.

I don’t know how long it has passed, I don’t know how many memories I have read, the consciousness was almost torn to pieces by the blood river, the hustle and bustle disappeared, and the **** memories were gone.

A boy in a sick suit stood before his eyes, silently watching Roland gasping for gasps.

"Thank you for coming here, Roland Dalk."

The juvenile childish sound and the familiar tone perfectly overlapped together, and the blood-stained gem-like eyes were radiant.