Don't follow the rules

Chapter 506: Haojiu Home Furnishing City (Part )
what is this?
This question popped up in everyone's (chickens') mind at the same time.

A brave turkey stepped forward and said, "Captain, I'll go check it out."

Yingying flapped her wings and told him to get out: "Why are you trying to be a hero? It's not the time for you to risk your life. The first step in encountering a situation should be observation! What did I teach you normally? Have you all been fed to the dogs?"

Since it is an observation, you have to get close enough, and getting close to an area with an unknown safety factor is undoubtedly very dangerous.

Yingying waved away the turkey that was so reckless as to be a member of the suicide squad. Her eyes moved back and forth among the team, unconsciously glancing at Anhan several times.

Anhan sighed and raised his right wing: "Let me do it. I know my limits."

"I've been waiting for you to say this." Yingying smiled and made way.

Anhan cautiously approached the abrupt dotted frame, making sure that his eyes could be close enough without any part of his body passing through it.

Like an experienced old Chinese doctor, he also pays attention to the "look, listen, ask and feel" method of observation.

The sense of smell of turkeys is not outstanding among animals, but they still have the ability to distinguish things by smell. When the eyes cannot get very close, the sense of smell can often serve as a good supplement to "observation".

Anhan shook his head up and down, trying to get more smell information from different angles.

Suddenly he paused, turned around and looked at No. 1 with some surprise.

Number One: “What are you looking at?”

"Nothing." An Han withdrew his gaze and looked at the small garden framed by dotted lines. There was a patch of flowers that grew more lushly than the others.

He walked around the dotted box for a little while and finally found the position with the shortest straight-line distance to the flowers, then raised his head and sniffed again.

"To be honest, kid, you are pretty lucky." An Han turned his head and smiled, "There is a fishy smell here."

Number One, however, did not show the excitement he should have.

"What's wrong?" An Han was puzzled. The target they were searching for might be very close at hand, which would be a huge breakthrough for them.

Number One looked a little confused, but the point was not about the 'fish' at all: "Um...what happened to you? Although I really like to see you all turned into turkeys, it seems like you really don't remember me at all? You just called me 'little friend'? Don't you remember my name at all? What about the love you promised me?"

Anhan restrained his smile: "You know us, and we were not originally turkeys."

This is not a question that needs to be answered by No. 1, but a very firm statement.

He thought for a moment, his eyes fixed on No. 1, and continued, "But your description seriously conflicts with my memory. In my memory, I have been a turkey since I was born, and I have the memory of a turkey's entire life. Oh, sorry, maybe more than one life, I have been a turkey for all my lives."

"That's right!" The chickens next to them couldn't help but interrupt.

“If a chicken looks like a turkey and tastes like a turkey, then it’s a turkey!”

"What else could I be if not a turkey? Could I still be a human?"

Number One was unusually anxious: "What the hell? We haven't seen each other for a while, and you've been brainwashed to this extent? Where did they find this pyramid scheme? How could it be so powerful?"

"It doesn't seem like ordinary brainwashing," the silent Little White Boat suddenly spoke up, "It feels like it's been polluted."

Pollution? This word is not unfamiliar to the people of the Rules Supervision Association, but No. 1 has not received formal training and does not quite understand its meaning.

"What pollution?" asked No. 1.

"Cognitive pollution." replied the little white boat.

Number One curled his lips and said, "Say something that first graders can understand."

"Well, let me think about how to explain it to you more clearly..." Little White Boat struggled to think of the right words. "It's probably because they are in a certain environment, or because of certain phenomena or rules. In short, these situations will interfere with their cognition. This interference will cause the cognitive subject to doubt or change his original knowledge, common sense, beliefs, etc., thereby affecting his behavior and judgment... So it can't be simply defined as brainwashing. Do you understand what I mean?"

“I know every word but don’t understand them together,” said No. 1.

Little White Boat waved the oars and said, "This is hard to explain! Just understand the spirit. Do you understand?"

Number One shook his head honestly: "I don't understand. Whether it's your long essay or the spirit you talked about, I don't get it."

Little White Boat decided to give in: "Then just assume that they have been brainwashed."

"In short, the external environment affects individual cognition." An Han said concisely.

"Yes, yes, yes," the little white boat rowed excitedly, "That's what I wanted to say!"

Anhan habitually flicked the tip of his beak with his wings: "So what you mean is that the farm we live on has distorted everyone's cognition and made me firmly believe that I am a turkey?"

"That should be it?" Xiao Baichuan said a little nervously, "But I haven't been to your hometown, so it's hard to make a conclusion."

Anhan: "If the farm is the source of polluted cognition, then how can we still maintain the cognition of turkeys when we have escaped from the farm and have gone a long way? And..."

He glanced at Number One and said, "You two are not contaminated by cognition, but from your perspective, we are also turkeys. Can 'cognition' change our real bodies? Consciousness changes matter, which is unscientific and unreasonable."

"No, this makes sense," Number One said suddenly. "I just had an epiphany, family."

"What the hell are you trying to understand? It's hard for you to even understand." Little White Boat said sarcastically.

"No, no, no, this is what I really understand," said No. 1, "Anhan, consciousness has not changed your physical body. The reason why you are still a turkey is because this place is not reality either."

"This is the edge of two worlds. It doesn't belong to either side. It can only exist in the form of a dream core. I suspect it may not be able to withstand too many human bodies entering it. So now you, Sister Yingying and all the members of the advance reconnaissance team should exist as dream spirits. Chunchun relies on consciousness to maintain its form. As long as your cognition does not undergo a subversive change, your body will be very stable."

Number One spread his hands: "Well, think positively. It doesn't matter if you die here, because your body is still in the world over there, and you can be reborn infinitely."

Little White Boat clapped his hands with his oars: "So you really got it. Yes, that's right. That's it."

An Han's cognition was indeed greatly impacted. Considering the doubts raised by the various anomalies on the farm before, he has begun to seriously review the rationality of the farm.

But where there are doubters, there are also believers.

"Impossible," Yingying said, "I am the turkey."

(End of this chapter)