Chapter 162
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Philadelphia.
Grand Hyatt Hotel.
"So, can you tell me now? Who the hell are you? "
Smith looked at Zhang Jue.
What Zhang Jue just did was beyond the scope of human beings.
Smith had only seen it in superhero movies.
"My identity is a bit complicated." Zhang Jue said, "Smith, you've lived for so many years. Have you heard or encountered any strange things, such as UFOs, crop circles, superpowered people, prehistoric monsters, myths, legends, demons, God, the end of the world —"
Smith said, "It's just a gimmick used by unscrupulous media to attract attention."
"Yes." Zhang Jue nodded. "Of these things, 98% of them are man-made or fabricated. Those unscrupulous media outlets are doing this for clicks and traffic. What you don't know is that the other 1% is deliberately released by the government or other organizations for people to see. They deliberately left some flaws so that the so-called experts on the Internet can expose them. "
This was the first time Smith heard of this.
He frowned and said, "Why would they do this?"
Zhang Jue picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip.
"Of course, it's to cover up the last 1% of the truth."
"What?"
Smith was a bit surprised. "You mean, some of those things are real?"
Zhang Jue nodded.
If it was before, Smith would have thought that Zhang Jue was one of those people who made up nonsense.
But what he just experienced told him that Zhang Jue did indeed have an ability that ordinary people couldn't match.
Smith said, "If what you said is true, then doesn't that mean that humans are always living in danger?"
"That's true."
Zhang Jue nodded calmly.
"Humans have been reproducing for 250,000 years. Only the last 4,000 years have been meaningful. So what are we doing with the rest of the time? Those ancient myths and legends, demons and ghosts, are they all fake? When humans were still starving, did they already have such a powerful imagination to believe in gods? Are those ghost stories really all made up? "
Every time Zhang Jue asked a question, it would trigger Smith's thoughts.
Things that he was used to in the past seemed so out of place now. There were so many things that he couldn't explain.
"Could it be that they're all real?" Smith frowned. "But this doesn't make sense."
"Science?" Zhang Jue laughed. "Is what you call science really science?"
Smith looked at Zhang Jue in disbelief.
Because this information was subversive to him.
Smith was an atheist. He never believed in the existence of such things.
He only believed in his fists and the gun in his hands.
"According to what you said, since so many things are real, and humans are so weak, won't they go extinct at any time? How can they still reproduce for so long?"
Smith's reaction was the same as most people.
"There are two reasons."
Zhang Jue said.
"First, 'so long' in your eyes is only a few thousand years, tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years. This amount of time is not even enough to blink an eye for the entire universe."
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