After nuclear sewage, I can hear the voices of plants

Chapter 47 "Meaning"

Waiting for death to come is far more terrifying than death.

What is the top penalty?
Jiang Yan once saw a post describing one of the cruelest punishments.

Push a group of blindfolded prisoners off a cliff, and the sense of weightlessness will tell them that they are already approaching death at this moment, but because they are blindfolded, no one can know the specific time of death.

However, a fall that is too short will make the punishment less cruel, so the cliff must be high enough so that the victim cannot predict when he will die.

But if the fall time is too long, the victim will starve to death again, so food and water must fall with the victim. If you are thirsty, you can catch it to drink, and if you are hungry, you can eat it.

In this way, everyone knows that they are gradually approaching death, but no one knows the specific time of death.

But there is another problem. Waiting for a long time will gradually numb the fear of death. In order to achieve the purpose of punishment, these prisoners must fear the arrival of death because of their own desires.

Then the most convenient thing is feelings.

Let a group of people move from far away to near, and then gradually become estranged, disconnected, and separated from each other.

Let them desire it, let them get it, and then take it back and let them struggle with it.

Give them desire, let them pursue it, get love, and then lose everything.

Immersed in it, reluctant to leave it to pieces.

. . . . . .

Sitting on the Taishi chair, Jiang Yan raised his head and looked up. The high clouds were like a pavilion in the sky. The blue sky gradually disappeared, like the end of a drama. The breeze blew, the willow branches rustled, and the pond and wilderness were filled with the chirping of flowers, birds and insects.

If it were Jiang Yan from before, he would definitely feel that everything was so quiet right now.

But now, all I feel is overwhelming despair.

The surrounding environment made Jiang Yan more and more reluctant to let go, but it was this reluctance that hurt Jiang Yan the most.

"What's wrong? I feel like you're in a bad mood."

After walking out of the room, Gao Chou sat on the other side of the table and poured himself a glass of hot water with a cool voice.

"I just can't see the meaning of life." Jiang Yan's voice was hollow as she looked at the wild field.

Hearing this question, Gao Chou on the side took a sip of the hot water in the cup, then leaned back on the chair and looked into the distance like ginger smoke.

At first, the most primitive philosophy wanted to solve the three major problems of life.

Where do people come from?

What is the purpose of human life in the world?
Where do people go after death?

That is what people often say, who am I, where do I come from, and where do I go.

After being reborn, Jiang Yan was very excited about the second life she had received, but only two days later, this excitement was replaced by confusion.

She returned to her small courtyard and came to a place she was familiar with. Looking at everything around her, she didn't know what she was going to do next.

Gaining life made her happy, but life itself made her despair.

She didn't know what the meaning of her lingering life was, whether it was for the continuation of the human race or just to live out this life.

So she found a lot of things to do for herself, trying to keep herself busy.

But every time she calmed down, the overwhelming despair kept destroying her fragile nerves, as if telling her that no matter how hard you try, you will die in the end, you can't change anything, and your life has no meaning.The excessive pursuit of essence made Jiang Yan's psychology gradually become depressed and depressed. Just when Jiang Yan wanted to end it all, Zhao Dabai came.

A half-grown bear, dragging a long tail, broke into Jiang Yan's vegetable garden under the light of the light and stole the latter's corn.

The sudden intrusion of the black figure made Jiang Yan suddenly curious. She grabbed the latter's tail and tied him to a pillar. Jiang Yan picked up his slippers and slapped Zhao Dabai's plump belly.

The pain made Zhao Dabai even more panicked, but he still didn't forget the corn in his mouth. He looked at Jiang Yan with a pair of beady eyes in panic, but kept talking.

This scene made Jiang Yan, who was sick at the time, couldn't help laughing.

It was only a few whippings, but in this short period of time, Zhao Dabai actually finished the corn in his mouth and swallowed the corn kernels into his belly. Zhao Dabai, who was tied to the pillar, looked like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. expression.

"I've finished eating! Let's fight!" Zhao Dabai thought at that time.

Sensing Zhao Dabai's knife-like attitude, Jiang Yan put down the slippers in her hands, rolled her eyes, walked to the cornfield, broke off another ear of corn, and shook it in front of Zhao Dabai's nose.

Smelling the fragrance in front of his nose, Zhao Dabai, who was tied to the pillar, kept struggling, opening his mouth to bite the corn in front of him, but Jiang Yan took the corn away just right every time, which made Zhao Dabai more and more anxious.

"Want to eat?"

This was the first thing Jiang Yan said to Zhao Dabai.However, Zhao Dabai nodded humanely.

The latter's behavior shocked Jiang Yan. Looking at the highly intelligent black bear in front of him, Jiang Yan put aside the questions that had been tormenting him for a long time and began to truly communicate with the outside world.

At that time, Jiang Yan finally had a glimmer of hope for this post-apocalyptic world because of Zhao Dabai's relationship. She felt that as long as Zhao Dabai was here, everything would be much better.

But now, the despair of reality has brought her back to the desperate self she once was.

. . . . . .

"I just can't see the meaning of life." Jiang Yan's voice was hollow as she looked at the wild field.

Sitting aside, I gazed into the distance happily, the wind sang, the birds sang, and everything flourished.

"I have never thought about such profound questions. I just feel that living is to make yourself comfortable. If you were able in the past, you will be comfortable today. If you are capable today, you will be comfortable tomorrow. Just like Zhao Dabai, he will not feel that tomorrow will Death would have no impact on today, but he would definitely be thinking, I would definitely eat a lot of good food if I could."

Looking at Zhao Dabai who became listless because of Jiang Yan, Gao Chou said.

Hearing Gao Chou's words, a little starlight appeared in Jiang Yan's gray eyes. Following Gao Chou's gaze, Jiang Yan looked at the listless Zhao Dabai in the distance.

Zhao Dabai noticed that his master was looking at him and hurriedly ran to Jiang Yan's side. He raised his head and pressed Jiang Yan's hand with his nose, comforting his master in his own way.

"Yes, what does tomorrow's death have to do with today?"

After recalling these words, Jiang Yan, who was sitting on the chair, looked at Zhao Dabai in front of him and smiled. All doubts seemed to be solved.

After stroking Zhao Dabai in front of her, Jiang Yan finally regained her energy, stood up, stretched, and took a deep breath. Jiang Yan finally realized that the scenery in front of her was so gentle.

"Thanks."

Turning around, Jiang Yan said to Gao Chou.

Seeing Jiang Yan regain her energy, Gao Chou smiled and took a sip of hot water, then stood up and walked into the bedroom.

"Hey! Jiang Yan, the chicken is laying eggs!"

(End of this chapter)