Protagonist interpretation rules

Chapter 60 Protagonist Interpretation Rules
Temple of Eternal Tide?

You call this ordinary little bedroom a temple?

Bai Yue's eyes became strange, but the gray-haired boy in front of him seemed to have been accustomed to other people's strange eyes.

"You don't have much time to stay here, Ayue."

The gray-haired boy took the initiative to take a cup of coffee and handed it over naturally: "After all, my help is limited. You have to clean up the mess yourself."

Bai Yue took the coffee and took a sip absentmindedly. He was suddenly stunned for a moment.

In such a strange and strange environment, I didn't feel the slightest bit defensive about the gray-haired boy in front of me, as if...

There had been a deep tacit understanding between the two of them, and even if they had forgotten many things, this deep-soul trust was still intact.

"What on earth...have I forgotten..."

Bai Yue frowned, but when he recalled it carefully, the feeling of separation from his soul appeared again, and deep pain instantly appeared on Bai Yue's face.

This feeling is unpleasant, as if my heart has been chewed out by millions of ants, leaving a bloody hole.

Emotions, memories, humanity, many things are flowing out from the scarred heart, and then disappear forever...

Bai Yue realized for the first time that he was actually incomplete.

"Tsk, still continuing to reminisce...your head is as strong as ever."

The gray-haired god created another beating blue light, and the room flickered. Bai Yue was shocked by the electricity, and immediately calmed down...

He rubbed his numb face vigorously. Bai Yue raised his head and asked expressionlessly: "Who are you? King of Thunder and Lightning?"

"Don't talk nonsense, my electric light is much stronger than his."

The gray-haired boy clarified seriously, then he thought about it, and finally said with a bad smile: "As for my real name... it is just a burden to you now. You don't want to be electrocuted again, right? Ayue?"

"That's fine."

The corner of Bai Yue's mouth twitched, and soon he showed a thoughtful expression: "But what do you mean by 'authority' before? I can always understand this, right?"

"Well...let's put it this way, that's a rule that can change the world."

The gray-haired boy pondered for a moment. In order to prevent his good friend from losing control again, he carefully considered his words: "To put it simply, only some special beings can freely use this power."

"A special existence..."

Bai Yue subconsciously thought of his identity as a 'traveler'. He murmured to himself, his eyes full of curiosity.

"What do I need to do to exercise 'authority'?"

"It's not yet time for you now."

The gray-haired god shook his head, and then said seriously: "What you have to do now is to create a good enough 'work' in the deep level, and then collect enough pure 'cognition' in the current situation, and finally use these perceptions to Anchor your 'humanity' as much as possible."

Cognition…Anchoring…Humanity…

Hearing this, Bai Yue fell into deep thought.

In his previous conversation with Lao Wen, the black marketeer also mentioned the importance of 'cognition'.

The reason why the current situation will not fall into the deep depths is precisely because the cognition of countless sentient beings supports the world in which people live.

Artists create 'works' at a deep level, and the extraordinary 'settings' extracted from the works also rely on people's 'cognition'.

The more knowledge you have and the more famous you are, the more stable the 'setting' in your work will be and can be extracted and used repeatedly; this is also the core reason why many companies want to promote art stars.

This is an idealistic world of 'I think, therefore I am'.

Countries, officials, factions, families, companies, all forces are vying for so-called cognition to anchor the world, anchor extraordinary settings, and anchor their own interests...

Although Bai Yue knew these rules by heart, the gray-haired boy's words still broke Bai Yue's common sense. ——I want to collect 'cognition' and then anchor myself?
What does this mean? Could it be that his metaphor is...I am the world?

This is so interesting... Bai Yue's eyes became brighter and brighter. He raised his head, preparing to let the other party answer more of his questions.

The gray-haired boy waved his hand.

"It's time, you should get out. It's so embarrassing for two big men to huddle in a small room and whisper."

He sighed angrily: "You used to be like this too. Asking questions all day long, it really annoyed me to death."

Bai Yue: "..."

The scene in front of the young man gradually became blurry.

"In short, the depth and reality are your stage. This world is far more complicated than you imagine."

The monarch in charge of the storm gave the final reminder: "Ayue, the 'law of interpretation' is your most important authority, you must use it to interpret the protagonist in your work."

The next moment, a dazzling thunderstorm lit up the entire ocean.

Bai Yue's figure disappeared, leaving only Storm with deep eyes in the temple. He stared at the direction Chaos left with complicated eyes.

Not long after, another waterfall of crimson moonlight fell down, outlining a gentle woman in the room.

"What does chaos look like to you? A storm?"

She came to the gray-haired boy and asked softly.

Storm lowered his head and thought for a while, then he suddenly smiled and said, "Have you ever heard of the trolley problem, Red Moon?"

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Touye is not a conscious being.

It is the source of the end, the seedbed that breeds the end; thousands of world-destroying concepts are born from it, and then roll toward the world.

Chaos once faced two choices.

On the one hand, there is the possibility of giving up the future, doing everything possible to protect the people of today, and then letting the winter night take away the world.

From then on, civilization becomes the food of the end. No matter how civilization develops, all possibilities will eventually shrink into nothingness and become a part of the winter night forever.

On the one hand, it is to give up the present, organize all the combat forces that can be used, and use the most tragic sacrifice to resist the footsteps of the doomsday.

This is a war with no end in sight. Civilization will use moths to fight the flames to extinguish the residual poison of the doomsday. As long as enough moths are burned to ashes, civilization can delay the advancement of winter nights.

What's interesting is that Chaos didn't make any choice at that time.

He neither chose to protect the future nor the present.

Chaos threw away the lever in his hand.

——With a decisive gesture, He crashed into that cruel tram alone!

He is the wildest idealist.

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Lightning flashed in the eyes of the hunter leader, and Bai Yue woke up.

He looked forward and found that the giant of light and shadow created by the lantern had dissipated. Countless empty Archives Room 101 stood in the silent time and space. Only Bai Yue was left here.

"The next work will be much easier."

Bai Yue smiled, and the hunter put away his gun and began to wander through the layers of timelines.

He will find Claire at the beginning, and then save everyone in the council chamber.

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