'How...did you come up with this?'

Wish couldn't help but ask her own questions.

'How on earth do you stay awake in a world [so real]?'

Chen Yan grinned, and there were blood streaks on his dry lips.

He seemed to be telling a perfectly normal thing.

"The world is made of matter."

His full mental state and weak body were completely incompatible.

"The world composed of matter is a unified whole that is universally connected and constantly moving and changing."

"If I [extract] some events that happened in this world, I would dialectically analyze them from several aspects:

Phenomenon and essence, cause and result, necessity and contingency, possibility and reality, form and content...

In fact, it’s not much more than that. Just looking at [phenomenon and essence], there are many things in the world in front of me where the [phenomenon] and [essence] don’t match up.

Those things were too subjective, like artificial stories rather than reality."

Wish almost couldn't understand what he was saying.

She could only roughly tell that what he was talking about seemed to be some kind of theoretical system.

But his description was too general. Although they were all words she understood, when combined together they became strange knowledge that could not be understood.

'for example?'

Chen Yan quickly said:

"The strangest thing is: the people on the boat are doing common sense things.

For example:

People in the lower class cabin work diligently in the turbine room in order to have better three meals a day. If they suddenly have to increase their working hours or reduce their wages for some reason, they will raise objections.

.

The temporarily formed gang collects protection fees from people in the lower class cabins and provides these people with additional help, including but not limited to helping them deal with conflicts between them, collecting debts owed to them, and even sometimes helping them

Ask for unpaid wages.

The rich people who live in the luxurious cabins in the center of the ferry concentrate on socializing and enjoying life, and at the same time, they play the role of "being rich without mercy" to the fullest. They act like gentle gentlemen in front of others, but behind the scenes they are carnivores who eat people without spitting out their bones.

.”

He paused slightly here.

"It's not normal."

"Each type of person has distinct characteristics, which is abnormal."

"Everyone in each group of people represents the interests of the group they belong to. This is abnormal."

He whispered in a voice that was very sure and could not hear any waves.

"In fact, the reality is very magical, and many people even betray the people they belong to for various reasons."

"There are a lot of jackasses in the farmer's shoes."

“Gangs, as lumpenproletarians, do not maintain order for anyone, and they are even less likely to go head-to-head with the masters of order in order to help workers—this is impossible in any era.”

"As for the middle class and the rich... I solemnly state here that I am not making excuses for them, whitewashing them, or beautifying them, but there are really some people among them who are trying to make changes."

He whispered:

"Canglin knows etiquette well. 'Wealth' is the reason why they don't need to run around for life, have enough money and time to think about the world, and are qualified to have [empathy]."

"On the contrary, it is extremely vicious..."

He shook his head and did not continue.

"None of what I've said can be generalized for everyone."

"Human beings are complex and cannot be simply summarized by any one of these qualities: [kind], [ugly], [beautiful], [true], [false]..."

He changed the subject:

"But this place - this world - is full of people like this!

People with kindness will only do kind things. People who are defined as ugly are really garbage people without any hope. Mediocre people are mediocre everywhere, and you can't see the slightest advantage in them——

These situations are almost impossible! No such person exists!"

He said firmly:

"This world is too idealistic. It's completely unreal."

Wishes looked at the slightly excited Chen Yan and complained in his heart:

The "unreal" world you call is the world made up of your own memories.

Even if the girl interferes, the world is reconstructed with your memory as the subject - everything that happens in this world will inevitably be affected by your consciousness.

That is, everything you said -

Those idealized people and idealized things;

Everything that has a strong subjective consciousness and is abnormal;

Those facts you stated;

Those events that happen in front of you where "phenomenon and essence do not match";

Those who have fixed faces and objective impressions...

All of this is the "hope" in your own memory that does not conform to reality!

For the first time, Wishful realized that Chen Yan was so naive before entering the empire - he hoped that kind people would be kind and ugly people would be ugly. He hoped that people's actions would be in line with the interests of the group they belong to...

…

After thinking about the wish, he finally understood the "hope" in Chen Yan's subconscious -

He hopes the world can become simpler.

this……

Chen Yan is only in his early twenties and has not experienced much, right? How can he have such thoughts that only those who have experienced vicissitudes of life have?

She looked at his eyes that seemed to be shining in the dimness, and felt that he in front of her was so strange yet so familiar.

He is naive, but also mature - even if he harbors such naive hopes in his heart, he can still subjectively judge that the world is not black and white.

In addition, she felt something very strange - that "magical theory" seemed to be rooted in his soul, and even if the memory was reconstructed, he would still not forget it.

Where did this theory come from?

Did you bring it from Tianshenzhou?

But as far as she knew, Tianshenzhou had been in constant war for years, and there had been no scholars who could change the direction of history for a thousand years.

If this theory did not come from Tianshenzhou, where did Chen Yan get it?

A theory that can take root in the soul... She has never seen it since she opened her eyes and looked at the world as the spirit of the universe.

Until this time, Wishful finally figured out that the reason why Chen Yan had such a strong clarity was probably because of this magical theory.

At this time, the waves outside the cabin became more fierce, and the waves hitting the hull even covered the portholes in an instant and surged onto the deck.

When the waves receded, there was finally no sound of the continuous movement of rotting objects outside the cabin.

Wishes finally came to his senses and asked in a low voice:

"What's the name of the theory you just used?"

Chen Yan grinned, and there seemed to be fire in his eyes:

"dialectics."
Chapter completed!