Cyber Heroes

"This is literature." Xiang Shan loudly said, "Literature, you understand?"

Mr. Babbitt was a little confused: "This word sounds It seems that the lords of the Knights of Scientific Research should study...the form of the word'literature'..."

"No one stipulates that'what knowledge should be researched by who'. Any discipline It was created for anyone to learn.” Xiang Shan said.

"Is that story...literature? You mean,'literature' is...a sad and miserable activity?"

"The creation of this story That’s what the author said." Xiang Shan closed his eyes and digs through the hard drive, "'Every moment, every word and hope cast by chance, every deep or ridiculous thought, every subtlety of the human mind The beating, likewise, there are the flies of poplars, or a little starlight reflected in the pond of quiet night—all particles of gold dust.'"

"'We, literary workers, use several decades Time to find them-these countless fine sands, unconsciously collected for myself, melted into alloys, and then used this alloy to forge my own golden roses-novellas, novels or long poems.' "

"'The Golden Rose of Sha Mei (the soldier in the story) makes me feel that there are several points of like our creative activities. The strange thing is that no one has spent much time exploring, yes How did the torrent of literature like move mountain and collapsing sea come from these precious dust?'"

"'But, just like the golden rose of the old cleaner, she wished Susana happiness The same, our work is to wish the beauty of the earth in advance, the call to fight for happiness, joy, and freedom, the broad-mindedness of mankind and the power of reason to defeat the darkness, as brilliant as the eternal sun.'"

Babbit dumbfounded. He felt something... something he couldn't describe now. It may be called "love" or it may be called "sadness". In fact, he has experienced this thing many times in his short life, but it has never been so clear once.

The lingua franca of Nonem used the language of the old age, which is not familiar to Babbitt, but this feeling has opened up time and has fallen into his soul from the past.

"This is...literature..." he murmured.

"Collect golden sand in the dust, cast it into a rose, and give it to love." Xiang Shan said.

This is actually not his knowledge.

In other words, this short paragraph should not be the knowledge possessed by the individual "Xiang Shan".

It is true that the research objects of cognitive science include literary activities, and internal strength is based on cognitive science. However, this does not mean that practitioners of internal strength must have extremely high literary literacy or similar insights.

Xiang Shan may have learned these things in the system, but it is only "learning". He will only use the final result directly.

Whether it was two hundred years ago or two hundred years later, he was impossible to memorize this excerpt from "Golden Rose" with passion.

There are few people in science and engineering who can do this.

But this is indeed his memory.

This is part of the eighth Martial God legacy.

This is also the "knowledge" that a certain friend of his once possessed.

Perhaps when this friend was chatting with Xiang Shan, he talked about relevant passages-it is even possible that he was chatting with others, and then Xiang Shan happened to be there. Xiang Shan himself will not remember the knowledge related to this passage, because for Xiang Shan, this may be the background sound that has been heard and forgotten.

But for that friend, this was the "associative key" that made the memory aroused.

The memory subject of the eighth Martial God is Zhu Xinyu, but it will inevitably be mixed with content belonging to other people.

After all, Xiang Shan and Zhu Xinyu are no longer conjoined after they are together, and they are not together every second.

Scenes missing in time will naturally use other people’s memories.

——Then whose memory is this? The author of "Golden Rose" is a former Red League member... Anatoly? No, he doesn't seem to do this. Chen Feng? Gee... or Ingrid?

The early works of the author of "Golden Rose" are very romantic and full of emotions. From the mid-term, the author began to try to analyze this kind of emotion with a kind of psychological thinking, focusing on exploring human emotion and personality. He is also good at describing stories in the field of natural sciences in poetic, beautiful and moving language. His work was called "the combination of science and literature" by Gorky.

Of course, strictly speaking, the discussion of literary activities in "Golden Rose" is not entirely based on the paradigm of psychology and cognitive science.

But its discussion of "fiction" and "aesthetics" has explained a scientific problem from a perceptual perspective.

For the eighth Martial God, this related knowledge is a tool to assist him in "developing internal strength". They cannot be used to build the foundation of internal strength, but they can help people overcome the sub-project of "the way of cultivation of internal strength".

Babbitt jumped up: "I want to tell this story... I will broadcast this story tomorrow. Hero, I want to broadcast this story."

" Slightly." Xiang Shan nodded. This is what he meant in telling this story to Babbitt.

Broadcasters are one of the few literary and art workers in this era, and they are also the most chivalrous group outside of knights. This is a group born in this era, but Xiang Shan believes that they should be part of the chivalrous movement.

It’s just that, in this era, cultural products of the old world are spreading in various forms on the Internet like some ugly gadgets. People who crave it only dare to download it with cowering, for fear of getting a venomous insect's. poison, or is locked by a crawler.

Few people have a systematic and overall understanding of it.

And the old knights of the old age were all the government's key targets, and it was difficult for them to emerge.

At this time, even if it's just passed on to one more person, it's beautiful.

Xiang Shan patted Babbitt, who was still in a trance, said: "Brother, the sun has completely set, it's time to go the night. Brother?"

Babbitt suddenly said in a daze. : "So, the story of the'Martial God', is it also such a golden rose? The golden sands in the history are collected by the crowd, and they are exercised by the crowd... No. The'Martial God' itself is also made up of the accumulation of the'story' Huh? Is the "Martial God" itself a golden rose created by the public? Ah... Is it a bit offensive for me to say this... Ah? Hero?"

Xiang Shan stared at it and groaned For a moment, then he said: "You said it well, my brother. But it's time to go."