The Social Life of the Supreme God

Chapter 112 Fictional Narratology

"belong."

"Does not belong."

Renli and Lin Xueqing answered two different answers almost in unison.

"Yeah! I knew it." The little god said happily and stretched out his hand to sign 'yes'. It was as if he had already guessed that the two of them would hold opposite views: "How about you two talk separately."

The little god vaguely revealed his intention to let the two protagonists start a debate.

Lin Xueqing also nodded in compliance, and then took the lead in explaining his point of view: "Well, you see... the total amount of matter in the universe remains unchanged. Energy will not be created out of thin air, nor will it disappear out of thin air. It will only emerge from a One form transforms into another…"

"The law of conservation of energy, I learned it in the first grade physics class." Lin Xueqing recalled the knowledge points in the class: "So...if fictional works are part of matter. Then what kind of energy is transformed into fiction?"

Lin Xueqing paused as he spoke: "Take a step back. If fiction belongs to matter, which form of matter in physics should this substance called 'fiction' be classified into? Is it a gaseous state, a liquid state, or a plasma state? "

"So I think fiction is not part of matter." Lin Xueqing began to summarize: "If fictional works imagined by humans out of thin air are part of matter. Then there are so many fictional novels published on the Internet every day, doesn't it mean that the universe The total amount of matter can be increased infinitely..."

"This is the reverse..." Renli pointed at the hard-working uppercut in the mirror who was coding. He recalled the various incredible events he experienced from the first day when the auditory hallucinations appeared: "The fictional world was initially just the movement form corresponding to the electrical signals in the narrator's mind, and then it was transformed into data transmitted through the Internet, and then presented through the mobile phone screen. as words that can be observed by other narrators.”

"If I am really a fictional creature." When he said this, Renli gritted his teeth: "Then the process I just went through was that the fictional work turned into an electrical signal and entered the narrator's mind. In the mind.”

Renri recalled the "fiction" and "reality" mentioned in the description of the power of [Life].

Renli was inspired by the flesh-and-blood text that he once saw in the sub-narrative layer, spurting out from the screen.

Renri recalled the ocean of gray and white matter that continued to rise into after touching the arc. and countless neurons within it.

"That's right." The little god looked at Lin Xueqing and praised him. Then he looked at Renli: "Renli, what about you?"

"Everything I experienced today..." Renli recalled the various fantastic experiences from touching the arc and entering the gray matter ocean to being in the creation layer at this moment: "Although I don't want to admit it, I am gradually believing that I am living in a fictional world. in the world.”

"I don't know." Renli answered simply: "No one has ever asked me this kind of question before."

“But my experience tells me that fiction comes from reality.”

“Fiction thus transforms from one form to another and then travels through various media such as language, writing, images, etc. from the mind of one narrator to the mind of another.”

Renli was very unwilling to do this. But whether it is the way to heaven or the power. Or maybe the journey he was experiencing to the creation layer was not in line with the materialism he once believed in, or the axioms revealed by modern science.

At this moment, Renli doesn't know that the concept he describes is called a "meme" at the narrative level.

"As for the question you just asked, which form of energy was converted into fiction." Renli said and looked at Lin Xueqing: "Maybe it was the chemical energy in the food that was first converted into body energy in the narrator's body. Then these The body's energy interacts with nerve cells and is converted into various bioelectric and thermal energy..."

The Little God nodded when he heard this: "So the narrator who makes no money is also affectionately called 'generating electricity for love'." "Okay, enough about [matter]." The Little God timely Interrupting this debate: "If we continue to talk about such a boring topic, the last 37 Eye Stars will leave."

"Now. Regardless of whether fiction is part of matter or not." The little god began the final summary: "One thing is beyond doubt. That is [truth] and [fiction] will use the narrator's mind as a residence and medium. There’s some kind of magical transformation happening there.”

"Reality and fiction are just like the two sides of the same body in the yin and yang of Tai Chi. They are interdependent and transform each other."

"This is the fourth law-level power, matter." The little god said, stretching out his hand to make a sign of four: "Finally, we added together the four items of ascension to God, transcendence, self among all things, and matter that we just mentioned. It is the fifth stage experienced by the narrator, narrative.”

"And depending on the quality of the narrative ability, the narrator's creations will also face different situations." The little god pointed at the different creations in the creation layer.

There is a sharp contrast between those excellent creations that are surrounded by hundreds and thousands of eye stars, and those that are watched by only a few eye stars.

"Well, you just said that each narrator will go through six processes..." Lin Xueqing still remembered the previous conversation between him and Renli: "Excuse me, what is [entropy]? And those sub-narrators died because of the influence of my power. What does death and injury mean?”

Lin Xueqing was keenly aware that the last law-level power called [Entropy] might be related to herself.

"Now, I was just talking about this." The little god got straight to the point: "The [entropy] the narrator faces is not the entropy in the second law of thermodynamics, which shows that the total chaos of an isolated system will not decrease."

"The entropy that the narrator faces is the concept contained in entropy. The concept that things will always spontaneously move from order to disorder, and from order to chaos." The little god said and looked at Renli: "Before When you two were fighting, didn't one of the sub-narrators inquire about the meaning of [entropy]?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the mirror. In the picture was a man sitting in front of the computer, frantically using search engines to find knowledge related to "entropy" and practicing uppercuts.

"When a narrator tries to create a fictional work, it is actually a process of rearranging and combining words into an orderly structure using language as a medium." The little god summarized the meaning of [entropy]: "Narrator The process of narrative. It is also a long process of fighting against chaos and disorder.”

"A narrator's attempt to overcome himself."

He said, pointing to the men in the mirror who were sitting in front of the computer typing: "Take a human being who is trying to finish writing an online novel as an example. In this process, all the resistance that tries to prevent him from continuing to write, all the possible consequences The resistance he encounters when he interrupts or unfinishes the story is defined as the [entropy] faced by the narrator."

The little god's words reminded Lin Xueqing of the time when she was reading novels before traveling through time. Those authors have various reasons for discontinuing updates and eunuchs:
From the common "I can't write", "I have trouble working overtime", "bad data", "stuck" and "defense broken", to the uncommon "keyboard is flooded", "dad is taking the college entrance examination today" and "the cat at home is sick" There are endless reasons such as "The dog is also sick".

That’s why those authors can’t write anymore. As soon as it enters the mouth of this little god, it becomes "When entropy is full, it will overflow", right?
When Lin Xueqing was complaining like this in her heart. The little god has looked at her again: "And Lin Xueqing, your power is the product of the narrator's embodiment of [entropy]."

"Ah? What's the matter with me?" Lin Xueqing pointed to her beautiful face, with a "Don't touch my mother's porcelain" expression on her face.

"Now, look here." The little god said and pointed to the full-length mirror: "The narrator above me, in order to keep updating, created this large number of narrators to resist the entropy harm caused by you."

In response to His words, figures reappearing on the mirror practicing uppercuts:

Some are lying in coma in ICU beds because of two holes in their brains, some are suffering from high fevers and applying ice packs, some have been laid off by their companies and are cleaning up their workstations, and some are watching "Writer's Assistant" in advance I cried silently in bed when I finished the novel.

"Every time you encounter entropy, there will be a sub-narrative layer of hard-working uppercuts that will suffer greater damage." When the little god said this, he raised his head and looked up: "This way he can watch our The world is longer.”

(End of this chapter)