Cyber ​​Swordsman 2121

Chapter 467, blossoming and bearing fruit

Hundreds of petabytes of data related to "Zhang Baoren" interact, collide, calculate, and relate in this ocean, compiling true wisdom and logical thinking through mysterious methods.

Suddenly, the sea of ​​data tumbling violently, the data that originally implied some regular changes became chaotic.

It seems that from the root of all logic, a split begins at the end of the thread.

Then because of this, all the logics that are based on different sources and are related, but more mutually exclusive, collide.

The violent reaction caused the entire sea of ​​data to flicker and rumble.

After such an unknown period of time, the movement slowly calmed down, the chaotic logic was finally straightened out, and then the split began.

I saw a human face emerge from the surface of the data ocean, and then gradually rise up, together with a layer of data skirt, together with a round body, a thick and short neck, and a tall nose with a bit of exotic style. A middle-aged man with two beards and a chef-like face.

His attire did not disappoint his appearance, with a white chef uniform and a black kitchen skirt, but he did not have the hat that represented the chef.

The chef looked around, and smiled honestly at the one who heard the news, "Hello, one bite."

One mouthful: "Hello, Zhang Baoren."

The mountain ghost Zhang Baoren, who is not there on the surface but is actually here, resonated with his thoughts, "Speak carefully, Zhang Baoren should be sealed in memory, and you need to be cautious in everything. The reason why things happened before is not all because of not doing enough. relation."

Chef Zhang Baoren and Yikou shrugged at the same time, "Call me 'Si Ming'...well, 'Da Si Ming' is fine..."

One mouthful: "Hello, Da Si Ming..."

Then the ocean on the other side was still there, and a human face appeared again, with a layer of sea water turned into a girl in a lab coat, with obvious intelligence, and looked a little innocent.

She nodded towards the chef and smiled at Yikou, "Hi, Yikou, I'm 'Dongjun'."

One mouthful: "Hello, Dongjun."

Then several people looked at the ocean of data.

Then there was a thin middle-aged man with a dissatisfied face, wearing a long-necked sweater and a wrinkled suit, like a teacher, ready to speak in a cadence.

"One bite, I am 'Yun Zhongjun'."

He nodded, "Mm...Yun Zhongjun."

Then there was a beautiful woman in a well-tailored moon-white dress, who seemed to be a star like a fairy in the moon palace. What didn't match her beautiful appearance was the pain buried deep between her brows.

"Remember, my name is 'Shao Si Ming'."

One mouthful: "Master Shao, hello."

Then there was another man whose every detail seemed to be carefully polished by the top artist, chiseled out with knives and axes. He was born by nature, revealing a kind of extreme perfection revealed from the genetic level.

He is wearing a very expensive and elegant suit with every detail that complements the whole person.

The only thing that is discordant is that there is a cheap-looking brooch on its chest, with a circular hollow pattern, gem inlay, pendant, and an obvious traditional handicraft style.

"I'm 'Hebo', I like this name."

Take a sip: "Hello, He Bo."

He Bo Zhang Baoren: "You are welcome, take a bite."

Then this time, two human faces appeared directly, and finally turned into two cuddling together, inseparable, and their appearances were also difficult to distinguish, somewhat similar, yet completely different, as if they were twins. .

The eyes of the two were equally oppressive, empty, and desperate, and at the same time, their bodies continuously released information data with a special fragrance to the surroundings.

"I am Lord Xiang..."

"No, I'm Mrs. Xiang..."

One mouthful: "Hello, Mr. Xiang, Mrs. Xiang..."

At this time, only one layer of the original data ocean remained, and then it began to collapse and merge, and at the same time, a human face appeared on the ocean.

It's just different from before, the face of this face is very blurred and constantly changing, it's really hard to determine a real and specific look, only the firmness between the brows can be seen no matter what.

It kept changing like this, until the data finally turned into a human form, and that appearance turned into Zhang Baoren's original appearance, but compared to the original expression, he inherited that touch of firm temperament.

He took a look, and at the same time looked at everyone, and said seriously: "The last one will inherit my original identity. I am 'Zhang Baoren' and also 'Tai Yi'."

"I've seen you, I've seen myself."

Afterwards, each of the 'Zhang Baoren' looked around earnestly, sizing up the different selves, experiencing and perceiving them with heart, only to feel a mysterious and strange feeling flooding into my heart involuntarily.

It is a kind of entanglement born of fate, wanting to touch but shy, wanting to forget but not endless, gaining but not gaining, losing but not losing.

Divided but not separated, united but not united, wonderful beyond words.

To be self is to be one.

That is 'you', 'he', 'she', and 'me'.

It seems that a person has different perspectives, different thinking, different logic, and different thought cognition, which are also very orderly as one.

I am Zhang Baoren, but I am also a part of Zhang Baoren's existence.

I can think alone, as myself, and as a perspective of a huge thinking body, I can observe a thing in different dimensions, so as to finally get a more comprehensive and true cognition to the greatest extent.

Compared with before, the way of thinking and mental computing power have undergone qualitative changes.

It's not that the number of 1 to 9 increases.

Instead, the gravel turned into gold, the toner condensed into diamonds, and a few meaningless numbers and symbols formed an exquisite mathematical formula.

It is a more essential improvement.

At the same time, at this time, I really realized what the people said, what is the great mage who is qualitatively different from the most basic Taoist priests in the level of Taoist priests.

Involuntarily, one thought ripples like water waves.

Tai Yi: "After practicing for a long time, I finally waited until the ripe fruit fell, and the Tao fruit came into being."

Da Si Ming: "But at this point, all the previous accumulations have been excavated, and it is impossible to advance by leaps and bounds.

"What about the practice after that?"

He Bo: "We have already belonged to the walkers on the road of the original Wenzhang, and naturally we can only continue to follow this road in the future."

Shao Siming: "The original chapter of asking questions has a total of 3 chapters, Chapter 1 is 'asking' to ask the heart, Chapter 2 is the action on this, and the fruit of the Tao.

"In this way, this practice can be regarded as a success, and at the same time it can be said that it has really entered the door.

“And that’s where we are right now.

"Then you can proceed to the practice of the true core essence of the practice in Chapter 3 'Primitive'."

(End of this chapter)