Cheng Xiao didn't expect that he would be busy for the future of mankind.

But he had to be busy.

There is no way, he really can't believe in humans. Now there are only a few dozen people who can trust, but most of those dozens are not suitable for high positions.

Not only for humanity, but also for who he was once.

Cheng Xiao sat on the clouds, looked at the brilliantly lit earth, and recalled his self when he was a human being.

Back then, he was an online writer with different talents, but he did not follow the crowd and became a writer who wrote everything for money...

Although he can live a well-off life and find a beautiful girlfriend as long as he wants.

Does he really want it?

That was impossible, because he was once a mortal.

If a mortal person has seven emotions and six desires. If he has seven emotions and six desires, he will not have no desires or desires.

But he knew that it was just a physiological reaction of this body.

But... no matter what, he firmly believes in love.

Or fate, the other half of the creature in the dark.

What a pity...it's a pity...

What era was that year?

It's material!

Without material things, you are nothing.

Who will fall in love with a poor writer?

What? Do you have a dream? What is a dream? Can you eat it? Can you drink it?

At that time, Cheng Xiao insisted on watering his dreams and fertilizing his thoughts, and wanted to use his life to write a holy book, a holy book in the Internet era.

But...that's all over.

Now Cheng Xiao recalls these things, his face does not shake even a hair on his face.

Calmness... only calmness.

Everything is just a memory of the past.

"This is also the last thing I did for human beings. I will firmly control human knowledge and no longer allow anything to erode the human spirit.

More than ten years ago, Cheng Xiao adopted a group of children and allowed them to live in their past environment and deliberately created experiences.

Today, it is the first one, but I didn't pass my own assessment.

In his spare time, Cheng Xiao even thought about the concept of quantum.

After becoming a quantum life form, he just understood how to use it, just like a slogan, from unfamiliar to familiarity.

The so-called quantum is a physical quantity that has the smallest indivisible basic unit, then this physical quantity is quantized, and the smallest unit is called quantum.

That is, it is the smallest unit for humans to define the microscopic world.

But what is the quantum world like?

Cheng Xiao couldn't explain it clearly.

Some elements displayed as quantums, such as when Cheng Xiao looks at a person, he sees the quantum form of the person.

As for how to describe quantum, quantum is actually just a unit of measurement, but everything in the quantum world can represent quantum.

That is, microscopic.

If this is the case, Cheng Xiao feels that he should have been converted into energy properties.

The body and consciousness are divided, and become quantum forms through energy, that is, entering the microscopic world, and then oneself becomes quantum of countless smallest units.

But...this is just the definition of humanity.

Scientists have not made a complete definition, and Cheng Xiao will not blindly make a guess.

Only those mediocre people will firmly believe in something that has not been fully proven.

"It's been a few years." Cheng Xiao muttered at the moon.

At this moment, Cheng Xiao felt a trace of abnormal emotions.

Another poem emerged in his memory.

When I was young, I left home and returned home, but my local accent did not change and my hair was weak.

Children don’t know each other, and they ask the guests where they come from when they meet.

"Earth..." Cheng Xiao flew higher and higher until he flew into the universe, staring at the huge earth quietly.

"It's time to see if other children have the idea of ​​serving as Minister of Culture."

After a long time, Cheng Xiaofei returned to Earth and called another man into the office.

"Gao Ming, do you know why I asked you to come?" Cheng Xiao asked.

"I don't know, please let the Lord Quantum God tell me." Gao Ming said respectfully.

"What is the carrier of human knowledge and thought?" Cheng Xiao asked.

"Books, life." Gao Ming replied without hesitation.

"Why?" Cheng Xiao asked.

"Books are the carrier of knowledge, the birthplace of thought, and life is the beginning of everything." Gao Ming said.

"Then I'm asking you what thoughts are." Cheng Xiao asked.

"Thinking is thought, felt, thought, understood, understood, understood, understood, and understood by wise life." Gao Ming replied.

"Where have you been these years?" Cheng Xiao continued to ask.

"Teaching in mountainous areas, libraries, writing books." Gao Ming replied.

"Those three?"

"Yes."

"Isn't it tasteless?"

"No."

"Why isn't it tasteless?"

"My life is limited, time is limited, and wisdom is limited. I can only devote my limited life to the infinite struggle of Tao. You told me that mankind needs us to save me, so I must do my own good."

Cheng Xiao looked at Gao Ming calmly, and Gao Ming also looked at Cheng Xiao calmly.

"Then I will tell you the truth. When you save mankind, you will give up yourself. You have no infinite life. Your future will not be you, but human thoughts. Are you willing?" Cheng Xiao asked.

"I'm willing." Gao Ming said.

"Why do you want to?"

"I am just an ordinary person, a part of human civilization." Gao Ming said simply.

"You go down." Cheng Xiao waved his hand.

"Yes." Gao Ming retreated calmly.

...

Next, Cheng Xiao summoned countless young people.

The younger one is 18 years old, and the older one is in his 20s.

Without exception.

All of them have suffered from vicissitudes. No one lives in peace.

This was also deliberately arranged by Cheng Xiao.

Because only in this way can we understand the truth and know the warmth and coldness of the body.

(Everyone complains about lack of memory, but no one complains about lack of sound thinking. - Laroshvko)

(Every thinker, when the time is right, his main idea will inevitably look for an outlet, and its momentum is as unstoppable as thorns seeking to flow out of the suppurated fingers; the baby seeks childbirth from the mother's uterus; the swelling fruit seeks to escape from the shell. - Zweig)

(When a great thought comes to this world as a gospel, it becomes an offense to the masses bound by prejudices and habits, but to those who read a lot but have little knowledge, it is a stupid thing. - Goethe)

(Without freedom of thought, there is no science, no truth. - Lennan)

(Love books, it will make your life easier: it will be friendly to help you understand complex thoughts, emotions and events: it will teach you to respect others and yourself: it inspires wisdom and soul with the love of the world and loves human emotions. - Gorky)

(Most thinkers write poorly because they not only need to convey their own thoughts, but also the process of thinking. - Nietzsche)
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