The world unfolded in front of Chen Ang's eyes. The breeze caressed his face, the slightest reaction of his skin, the cold steel under his feet, and the sound of electric currents jumping in his ears. Everything was real.
Standing opposite Chen Ang, in front of Earth King, there was another 'Chen Ang'. Like a mirror, that Chen Ang took a step forward with a smile. Suddenly, his body rippled like water. His face twisted, and when it reappeared, it was the appearance of Professor X.
"Surprised?" The voice that came out of Professor X's mouth was Magneto's.
Professor X got up from the wheelchair again and said with a maniacal smile, "Do you believe that humans are such fragile things? They rely on their own senses to understand and observe the world. This kind of true cognition is so fragile. Their thoughts, character, cognition, and everything in their personality depend on this fragile, ridiculous, and false sense of perception! "
"And the information that shapes a person's inner being is the information they receive. The source of this information is limited to the human senses. Our understanding of the world and our personality are gradually completed from the information we see and hear. Conversely, information can shape a person, and naturally, it can also destroy a person, as long as they are smart enough! "Chen Ang laughed.
"You are a smart person, so you are a master of illusion, not a manipulator of the five senses."
"You are absolutely right!" Jason said crazily. "I am a master of illusion manipulation, I am a master of psychological manipulation. I shape those people into what I want to see. I am their master!"
He retracted his trembling hand and looked at Chen Ang. "You are a different person. Among all the people I have met, you are the only one who uses these strange things to perceive the world."
Jason, who was disguised as a professor, sighed with emotion. "I think since you know me, you should understand me. My father, ha! He is also a fool. He tried to shape me into a weapon to control me. But there is a problem. Who created his extremes, his madness, and his ridiculous thoughts? "
"It's you!" Chen Ang said indifferently, "Of course it's you. His madness and anxiety, his hatred and extremity, he's your most successful work. You must be very satisfied, because you didn't manipulate a person, but created a personality, molded a person, his hatred and love, his persistence and dreams. This feeling must be very good!"
"It's wonderful. His madness, his incompatibility with this world, his complicated feelings towards me, what a great and contradictory existence he is! Talent is the most beautiful work of art. The great, the despicable, the infatuated, the unforgettable, these were originally the work of God. Now, another great artist has participated in this process. "Jason's voice suddenly became low.
"He is my father, he gave me life, he created me! I am his father, and I have recreated him. What a wonderful cycle. " Jason looked at his hands in a daze. He waved his hand to grab the sun and shouted, "I am the sun!"
Chen Ang saw the sun in the sky melt and fall, merging with Jason who was disguised as Professor X, turning into a man of light without a face and silhouette.
"Reality and illusion, fake and real, the brain in a vat, the master of illusion."
Chen Ang sighed, "I thought you were a scientist, I didn't expect you to be an artist."
Chen Ang was a little disappointed. Although Jason had truly deeply developed his ability, it seemed to be completely different from what he expected. Chen Ang hoped that Jason would be a calm, objective psychologist, and a master of crime who manipulated human nature. Through the study of the human heart and human nature, he destroyed people with his senses and reshaped them.
Unfortunately, he only saw a lunatic who used his ability as a drug. He regarded madness and madness as a matter of course, just like psychotropic drugs. He used his ability crudely. He did not explore the mysteries of the human brain, nor did he delve into the human heart that even Chen Ang was obsessed with. Instead, he used madness and chaos to infect others.
That's why people shouldn't dabble in art. Once they dabbled in art, they would become useless. At least half of them would go crazy. Once it was traced back to philosophy, the whole person would go crazy!
"Jason, your view is very interesting, but unfortunately..." Chen Ang said lightly, "If it's just like this, you can be called an illusion clown, but you don't deserve the title of master of illusion!"
Jason's voice became silent. The sunlight in the air suddenly became gloomy. A hoarse voice, Jason's real voice echoed in the air. "I thought you could appreciate my art. Now it seems that you only deserve to be my work of art!" The light gradually disappeared from the world. Sulfur and flames began to roast this space.
Chen Ang raised his head. His eyes were as calm as a deep blue ocean. Around him, countless madness, bloodthirst, cruelty, darkness and terror that struck the depths of people's hearts were ignored by him.
The scorching lava, the endless abyss, the pain, the screams, everything seemed to be real, but it didn't arouse the slightest reaction from Chen Ang. He could still control his body and actions. It was as if everything didn't exist in his eyes. He resolutely walked in one direction.
Jason's voice suddenly came with a trace of madness and surprise, "How did you overcome your subconscious?"
A human's consciousness wasn't enough to control the body. Most of the activities were done by the subconscious. Even if you knew that it was an illusion, your subconscious could still be deceived. When you felt pain, you would withdraw your hand. When you felt stimulation, you would react. This wasn't even controlled by your consciousness. When you felt the burning heat and pain, your subconscious would feel that your body was injured and have difficulty breathing.
This was an instinctive reaction of the human body. It wasn't something that couldn't be controlled by your consciousness. Now that Chen Ang had walked through the lava, stepped into the sky, and allowed the world to change, his body didn't react at all. This wasn't normal at all.
"I don't have a subconscious!" Chen Ang laughed.
"Impossible? It's impossible for humans to not have a subconscious! " Jason's voice had a rare trace of anxiety. He could accept death, but he couldn't accept his own failure. Once he immersed himself in the feeling of omnipotence, he couldn't accept the feeling of helplessness in the past.
"Nothing is impossible. Once your consciousness can control your body, your breathing, reactions, processing those complicated information, and even control those complicated biological instincts, is there still a need for the subconscious to exist? " Chen Ang laughed. "The human mind is very interesting. Some things in the mind, the information in the subconscious, are very interesting."
Chen Ang gently waved his hand, and the world fell into darkness again.
"How is this possible? How did you control this world? " Jason was completely shocked. He was like a child who had been barged into his forbidden zone. Seeing his secret base being barged in by an adult, he realized that his territory had been invaded, and his fantasies had been trampled. The helplessness and fear he felt.
Chen Ang wasn't in the mood to take care of Jason's fragile mind. He let the world fall into darkness, and when it lit up again, he was already standing on the steel throne, in front of Jason. In reality, Jason was just a pale, skinny young man. His face was pale, and he trembled as he looked at Chen Ang.
Chen Ang took a step forward and came before him. Jason lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"In the human subconscious, there is a collection of information like concepts. What is a concept made up of?" Chen Ang looked at Jason and smiled. "It's some attributes that humans can feel, such as weight, color, shape, smell, touch, and texture. These things form a concept. As for the truth that the concept represents, it's even greater. In the places that we can't see, in the real world, there will always be a great truth."
"After saying so much, there's only one meaning. That is, our concept and understanding of things is only one side of the truth. Obviously, Jason, you can see and control my brain, but in the field of the brain, you're still far from it. You can only use your concept to describe my world."
Chen Ang gently tapped Jason's head and smiled. "Now, take a look at the world in my eyes, my understanding and concept of the world!"
"Ahhhhhhh!" Jason felt a sharp pain in his head, and countless complex and complex information poured into his mind. He saw the world unfolding infinitely, one by one, warped gravitational folds, and Space Distortion all over the world. He saw the earth condensed in a small point and expanded infinitely. Every inch of space was in that point and everywhere.
Chen Ang took him and stepped into that point. They appeared in front of Stryker and took off his hat. They appeared in front of Magneto and left a piece of iron particle on the plastic. They appeared in front of the Professor. The Professor nodded gently to Chen Ang. They were in the White House, at the Pyramid, at the Great Wall, at the Red Square, at the Eiffel Tower, and at the Colosseum.
At the same time, in countless locations, Chen Ang unfolded the entire Space Dimension and appeared in countless places with Jason at the same time, and at the same time, these places collapsed into a small point. The next moment, they had returned to the Steel Throne.
This place has already changed. Countless magical and unspeakable existences are spread throughout every inch of space. Jason can see waves of fluctuations filling the space around him. A special will is fighting with Chen Ang's will in these ubiquitous fluctuations. He saw countless information carried in the fluctuations.
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