At this time, Qin Lang would rather that the possibility that he and Lo Bin thought did not exist at all because Qin Lang really did not want to accept the existence of a powerful being that could create the Scarlet Void. If such an existence really existed, then "he" was simply the overlord of the overlords, the supreme god above the gods. Whether it was Qin Lang, the universe, or countless creatures, they were all just playthings in "his" hands.
That's right, it was just all things.
Because if the Scarlet Void was really created by "someone", then this "person" must be standing outside the Scarlet Void. He was a transcendent existence that surpassed all the universes and all life in the Scarlet Void. He had the power to create everything, and of course, he also had the power to destroy everything. Creation and destruction were just a matter of a thought. It was just like how a person could stop a stream of water from flooding an ant nest, but at the same time, this person could also fill the ant nest with water and completely wipe out the ants in it.
Life and death were not up to one's own control, but in the hands of an outsider. This was indeed something that made people shudder at the thought of it.
However, the most hateful thing was that this possibility already existed. It was not just a simple guess by Lo Bin, but Qin Lang had also speculated about it before. The reason was actually basically the same. If the Scarlet Void was formed naturally, then there should not be so many secrets in it, and it should not be so complicated. Because the more complicated and unfathomable something was, the more likely it was that there was something fishy about it.
"Perhaps, there is a high possibility that our speculation is true!" Qin Lang looked at Lo Bin and could not help but sigh. Everything unknown and uncontrollable always made people feel uneasy, even as the most powerful local bully in the lower plane of the universe.
"Yes, I can completely understand your uneasiness." Lo Bin said to Qin Lang. "I still remember when I was on Earth, I once read an interesting story called the story of 'Russo's Turkey'."
"Oh? A story that was once on Earth? Does this mean that I've missed out on some wonderful stories? " Qin Lang smiled at Luo Bin. Although he still felt a little uneasy, Qin Lang would not let any uneasiness affect his state of mind. Besides, listening to Lo Bin's story might be quite interesting.
"Well, the story goes like this — in a turkey farm, there was a clever turkey who found out that every morning at 9 o 'clock, the owner would feed it. But being a smart, cautious turkey, he did not jump to conclusions. He waited until he had amassed a great deal of evidence for the empirical fact of being fed at 9: 00 a.m., in different weathers, in different temperatures, even on different days of the week, and so on … until he came to the conclusion, quite certain, that he always fed me at 9: 00 a.m. Thus, it became the 'wise one' of this group of turkeys. However, things were not as simple and optimistic as it had imagined. On Christmas Eve, when his master slaughtered him instead of feeding him, the truth he had gained through induction was ruthlessly overthrown. Perhaps this turkey would feel deeply regretful before he died. "
This was the story Luo Bin told to Qin Lang. This was a fable conceived by a learned man on Earth. If it was just regarded as a simple black humor story, then it was fine to listen to it. But Qin Lang knew that this was not a simple humorous story. It contained a very deep philosophy, or once this story was deeply thought about, it would make people feel inexplicable fear.
"This story should be interpreted in this way: If the turkey is regarded as a human, then the turkey farmer is God or the creator. Unfortunately, no human turkey could know the slaughtering plan of the farmer. This was the limitation of the turkey's cognitive ability. However, Russell's turkey was able to summarize the feeding rules from limited observation. Objectively speaking, it had eaten well every day for the past year. So he was even more convinced that the law he discovered was a universal law and the truth, until he was killed by the farmer on Thanksgiving Day. "Qin Lang was not a fool. Of course, he heard the implication of this story.
In fact, this story was not about turkeys at all. It was just a metaphor for the current situation of humans. Humans were the best at inducing and discovering various laws, and even created many classical laws or theorems. But no matter how powerful the wise man was, he could not answer one question: Since there were so many laws, so many laws waiting to be discovered by humans, then who created these laws? Could it be that these laws existed naturally? Were they eternal?
There was an undeniable possibility: The entire system of the universe was created by a creator, and the scientific laws that humans and many other intelligent races were proud of were just a little trick made up by the creator on a whim. Maybe one day, the creator felt that this little trick was too boring, so he suddenly canceled gravity, or suddenly reduced the eternal speed of light, or broke all the laws that we were familiar with, and even overturned the power of the laws of the universe. What would happen then?
Just thinking about this possibility made people's scalps tingle and they shudder.
If the Crimson Void or the Eternal Heavenly Wheel really had a powerful creator or an unimaginably powerful existence behind it, then such an existence might not be a good thing for all living beings, because the life and death of all living beings could be taken with a single thought from that existence.
A single thought could make countless living beings in the universe reproduce, and a single thought could make all living beings in the universe perish. Even a powerful existence like Qin Lang would not be spared.
At the end of the day, no one wanted to be a "turkey" on the farm, even the smartest and strongest turkey. Because the turkey's life was not in its own hands, but in the hands of the farm owner.
In that case, if the Crimson Void was really something similar to the structure of a Klein bottle, it meant that the Crimson Void might also be a vast 'farm', and the countless universes and creatures in the Crimson Void were just turkeys waiting to be slaughtered in the farm. As long as the Creator was willing, he could easily slaughter these 'turkeys' at any time.
"Why? Did you think of the dark side of it? " Lo Bin said to Qin Lang, "What we speculated might be the truth, or it might not be at all. But I'm sure of one thing. "
"What is it?"
"Even if we're just 'turkeys' on the farm, the smart 'turkey' will at least know when to eat more than the other turkeys, right?" Lo Bin smiled.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
