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A more frightening guess is that there is some kind of higher-level existence that has prepared infinite futures for everyone, and I am just walking towards a future that has long been placed through different choices. The established ending there.

So, can humans really discern what is real and what is false?

In every "flashback," are we really experiencing it for the first time?

Or, we just did something similar before, and when we encounter another thing, our brain automatically fuses the two things together.

It's like reading a novel before, the content of the book has been deeply rooted in the mind, and when seeing another similar novel, people will automatically stitch the two books together , resulting in a familiar "sense of sight".

No one knows what the real reason is.There are too many unknowns in this world.

Of course, it is this kind of unknown that makes the world "interesting".

......

Chen Xiao walked out of the "Shengfu Hotel" with a crumpled mask in his pocket.

After a while, there was a burst of uncomfortable laughter in the night.

"Hey...hey...hey"

(Slightly slightly, sticking out my tongue, teasing belongs to teasing, it is said that last year I really hid under the covers and watched thrillers lol, "Zhou Lin" is also released, I only hope that the three slags can be updated soon, well, reminders are more useful If not, the number of bullet screens at station B will be reduced by several million in a month.)

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(Non-text—to be put on the shelves) A ​​short story about the contents: The Forgotten Man

(It's about to be put on the shelves... There are a lot of emotions, but emotion may change the taste when you say it. After all, everyone's mood is different. So, I decided to keep it in my heart, and it's good to recall it occasionally Nice... routine, a little story, I hope you like my brain hole.)

"long long ago......"

Most stories start like this.

How long is it?

Tens of billions of years ago?

Or hundreds of billions?

Who knows

In short, suddenly, in the endless darkness, a little light burst out.The silent void instantly took on color.

The sparks began to spin continuously.The stars splashed in all directions, spreading to distant directions at a staggering speed.

The universe was thus quietly born.

I don't know how long it took.

The billions and billions of nebulae were burning brightly, trillions of residues were gathered together, and they curled up into planets one after another.

There is an extremely small blue land in it.That is where our lives are born.

Crazy.

fear.

greedy.

courage.

create.

wisdom.

Pursue.

.......

and many more

Human beings have a lot of wealth that they think is beyond the material, and they think they are favored by the Creator.

As everyone knows, he is just a bird with his wings cut off and thrown into a cage.

Work...communicate...survive...reproduce...we put all our experiences between each other, repeat the same days, and wait with peace of mind after completing the meaningless mission given by ourselves or others die.

We never thought about those questions.

Like...what are we here for?

Well, some people may have thought that when eating, drinking, or chatting, these irrelevant answers will melt in the first ray of sunlight in the early morning of the next day, and they will no longer be found.

Unbelievably, I know the answer.

our existence,

It's because of a story!

......

......

long long ago.

No, this is not another story, please bear with me.

"Order Foundation"

This is a very mysterious organization.

Few people know it exists.

but I know.

Because... I was born there.

Oh, right.

"S-003"

That's my name.

But the few people in the Foundation are more used to calling me by another name.

"God"

I don't like this title very much, it looks like a religious leader.