"The entire experience of mankind is the collection of countless nerve pulse signals. The flicker of diamonds, the roar of lightning, and the fragrance of roses. All of this is constructed from nerve pulse signals.

Humans conceived the entire world, which can be fully interpreted as the collection of all the nerve pulse signals received by humans since birth.

Habitually, humans will recognize the experience representation of the nervous system as the real external world.

However, this is not the only possible explanation.”

Mu Cang, who was sitting cross-legged in the dark palace, had a glittering light in his eyes, deep and unpredictable.

"The brain in the tank, the holographic universe, the box world, these strange, mysterious or terrifying guesses can always easily crush the so-called real world composed of empirical representations.

Therefore, the concept of experience is always neutral.

Correctness cannot be proved forever, and error cannot be proved forever.

Therefore, people strictly believe in sensory evidence, such as gods, bigfoes, ufo, etc., that are almost like the fire dragon in the garage, which can never be proved or falsified, will always be skeptical deep in their consciousness.

There is no other reason, simply because no one can provide irrefutable sensory evidence about the above.

But the brain problem in the tank reverses this skepticism.

Feeling-based?

So how can we make sure that we are not the brain in the tank?

In fact, it cannot!

[Whether you are the brain in the tank] This question can never be refuted by experience.

In philosophical terms, this is a question of transcendental nature.”

Mu Cang asked himself slowly: "So, what is the true essence of my existence as the existence of all appearances?"

Through the abundant knowledge in his mind, he quickly came to the conclusion.

"If life is a physical physical aspect, rather than a specific stack of matter, human beings are a phenomenon, not a cell cluster at a certain moment."

It took a long time.

Mu Cang, who was roaring in his mind every minute and every second, looked at the vast night outside the window.

The endless night was as dark as ink, but it could not destroy the divine light of intelligence that exploded in his eyes.

Mu Cang said slowly:

"My essence is the comprehensive unity of all my memories, emotional modules, behavior patterns, thinking logic, self-cognition, and even the original instinct.

And the appearance of this unified body in reality is the soul!”

Thinking is over.

Mu Cang's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Even if I really exist in the brain, the holographic universe, and the box world that cannot be verified, my will must remain free."

"If you want freedom, you must keep growing stronger! There is no end!"

After thinking about it, Mu Cang recalled the precious bodies in the institute that had short-distance teleportation capabilities.

In the ability test experiment, each time these bodies use teleportation ability, they emit extremely subtle energy fluctuations similar to mental power but far more illusory than them.

Before the "Sun and Moon Cave Divine Method" was created, Mu Cang could not completely analyze the essence of that kind of fluctuation, and could not "see" its true face, but just guessed that it might be a pure power of the mind.

But after the creation was successful and the power of the spirit and the power of the mind were perfectly separated, Mu Cang truly understood the true face of that power.

Indeed, that is the power of the mind.

But according to normal thinking, teleportation should be more connected to space.

But why in the teleportation ability detection experiment, the fluctuation level of space is far weaker than the power of the mind?

Mu Cang actually found a vague answer to this question in the original work.

Just can't be sure.

In the original work of "Dragon Fist", it has actually been vaguely mentioned.

On the ‘outside’ of the reality of the Blue Star Universe, there seems to be a [spiritual dimension] similar to the Warhammer 40k subspace, which is purely constructed by the spirit and spiritual energy of the living body.

Or it can be called [Mind Dimension].

It's just that the original book records are relatively vague.

Moreover, Mu Cang's soul attributes are now so powerful.

Both the spirit and the mind are far away from normal human beings.

But I still have no idea about the so-called [spiritual dimension].

Not a single trace of it.

It's as if it doesn't exist at all.

Therefore, although Mu Cang is mostly sure that the so-called teleportation should be closely related to the [spiritual dimension].

However, after all, the link of evidence is not complete enough.

"Could it be that entering there does not require strong spiritual power, but some rare soul, or spiritual 'trait'?"

Mu Cang thought deeply.

...

In the outskirts of Shendu, there is an abandoned factory.

"After doing this, I will withdraw from the Black Skull tissue!"

"One hundred million, fuck! Even if 20% of the fee is collected, that's 80 million!"

A thin black man lying on his back on the shabby sofa, looking excited.

The yellow-faced middle-aged man opposite was operating his laptop while holding a cigarette in his mouth:

"Do you know the target bodyguard team clearly? Is the risk high?"

Wang Biao said, "It's not worth spending that money to buy intelligence. I must have bought it before, but now, after experiencing the revival of spiritual energy..."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and a radius of 100 meters suddenly burst into strong winds.

Dozens or hundreds of sharp and solid wind blades suddenly appeared between his fingers.

"...My superpower level has increased by at least a hundred times. Even if the Vajra, who stands at the top of martial arts, is definitely not my opponent now!"

"You."

The yellow-faced middle-aged man sighed and turned his head, "Always so impulsive and reckless, like last time she put it in that underground bar, just for a jealous woman who came out to sell. Do you need to kill all the people there?!"

Wang Biao snorted coldly: "Just kill me, kill me. In my eyes, human life is no better than pigs and dogs."

The yellow-faced middle-aged man shook his head and muttered: "This matter is a big deal, it will be of no benefit to us."

"Oh, that's all."

The middle-aged man sighed and smoked: "However, I have known about the ninth prince. He is a pure waste. As long as he gets rid of the bodyguards on the periphery, he should be able to easily get rid of him."

As he said that, he operated his notebook and called out Mu Cang's photos.

"That's right."

Wang Biao looked up at the display screen, grinned and said angrily: "I hate these nobles the most, especially the royal family.

Humph, I still want to be the prince, I will send you back tomorrow!"

"Zhuo Ye."

He looked at middle-aged, "With this money, we can find more compatriots and make the brotherhood bigger and stronger!"

"Um."

Gongsun Zhuo sucked a sip of cigarettes, "The revival of spiritual energy has greatly increased your abilities. This is a revelation, indicating that the new human beings will surely rise!"

He quickly tapped the keyboard with his fingers and said:

"In fact, assassination of Mu Cang can also bring other hidden benefits."

Wang Biao was puzzled: "How to say it?"

Gongsun Zhuo exhaled a smoke ring: "For so many years, we have been constantly captured, tortured and studied by those old humans without talent."

"In addition to the reason why our superpowers were too weak in the past, it also has a lot to do with the small number of new humans."

...

This is how people are, they will always classify themselves into a certain group for certain reasons.

The same is true for superpowers.

In the past years, there were few superpowers, and their abilities were also weak.

Therefore, for a long time, the superpower has always been the marginal role of human society.

Except for some very few superpowered people from high-ranking officials and noble families, they will be fully protected and full of resources after showing their extraordinary talents.

Other superpowers with low backgrounds will most likely have a very bumpy life.

Freaks, monsters, freaks...
To be continued...