Zhuang Xiaodie learned a lot from Zhang Zian's memory, not only including knowledge in the conventional sense of Chinese, English, Japanese, mathematics, physics, history, geography, biology, but also the common sense of life and miscellaneous knowledge that he had quietly accumulated since he was born. It was much more than she had imagined. The poor knowledge of the ancients was like a drop in the ocean. She needed a long time to digest and absorb this knowledge.
However, she had plenty of time. As long as the flow of time in the dream was very slow, she was confident that she could master this knowledge in a short period of time in the real world. She even had the leisure to wander around in Famous's Imagined Landscape. When she was in a good mood, she would occasionally appear behind Zhang Zian. Looking at his incompetent and angry appearance, her mood would be even better.
Until she encountered the problem of free will in the sea of knowledge.
She had almost unlimited time in the dream. Zhang Zian's formal education time was only more than ten years. Even if her foundation was poor, there was no teacher to guide her, and her learning progress was slow, a hundred years was not enough. She could use two hundred, three hundred, five hundred years to learn … Even longer time was not a problem.
Therefore, in terms of scientific literacy alone, she had far surpassed Zhang Zian and most people in the world.
The only obstacle between her and the top scientists was that she could not get those sophisticated experimental instruments. After all, modern cutting-edge science could be said to be based on experiments. From the electron microscope to the positive-negative particle collider, Zhang Zian's memory lacked the appearance and structural principles of these experimental instruments, so she could not create them out of thin air in the dream world.
Without reliable experimental results as a basis, even if more time was invested in cutting-edge science, it would only go further and further down the wrong path.
Therefore, she gave up all the science that required experiments and began to study in the two directions of theoretical mathematics and theoretical physics, because these two areas did not require experimental instruments. A piece of paper and a pen were enough.
Without the guidance of a teacher, without the discussion of classmates, without the assistance of academic journals, there were many difficulties, but these difficulties were not as difficult to overcome as experimental instruments. She had time.
There were many problems of the century in Zhang Zian's memory. He did not understand them himself, but he had heard of them. Free will was not outstanding among these problems. It was in a corner position, and it received little attention in the human world because other problems and conjectures at least had a direction to prove, but this … seemed to be a blind guess.
Moreover, what was the point of proving the existence of free will?
Didn't it all start from the moment he got up in the morning, going around the house, the car, the ticket, the children, and his wife like a carousel? Finally, he fell asleep in the middle of the night, exhausted. Whether it was his fate or his own fault, what was the difference? What did proving it change?
Even if he succeeded, he would still have to continue doing what he was supposed to do. He would continue to circle around his house, car, money, children, and wife. Nothing would change materially, and nothing would change spiritually. It would even be better to believe in some religions that focused on the afterlife. At least they would comfort him that he would work hard to atone for his sins in this life, and that he would be able to become a superior person in his next life …
So what was the point of proving this question?
Perhaps only those nerds on the internet who have nothing better to do all day would be interested in this question.
However, after Zhuang Xiaodie carefully studied this issue, she suddenly panicked. This was because she had more time than a nerd. Like a nerd, she did not have to worry about trivial things like a house, a car, a ticket, children, or a wife. What she pursued and yearned for were things in the spiritual world, and the issue of free will was precisely the core of the spiritual world.
She concentrated on her studies in the Dream World so that she could be like the main character in the Wuxia novels. After a few years of seclusion, she would be invincible when she first entered the martial world.
But if free will did not exist, what did this mean?
It meant that whether it was the people in the secular world or her, they were just ordinary characters in the novel. The outcome was doomed before they were born. Even if they became invincible in the middle, they could be killed by the plot at any time!
Were there few examples like this in the novel?
When she thought that all her actions might be led by an invisible red line, no matter how hard she tried, it might be useless. She was so annoyed that she could not do anything.
If free will existed, of course, it would be the best. She would no longer have to worry about it, and she would continue to study.
If free will really did not exist … she would not accept her fate. Instead, she would try to find out who made her fate – whether it was a man, God, or some unimaginable existence, she would find him, learn from him, and then change her fate.
It was only this current ambiguous state that made her almost crazy.
She disappeared from Famous's Imagined Landscape, and she no longer appeared and disappeared behind Zhang Zian. She locked herself in the deepest part of the dream, put aside all other problems, and tried to solve this problem.
However, although she had almost unlimited time, there were many people in the history of science and philosophy who had worked hard to solve this problem. So many people with great wisdom could only look at it and sigh. She wanted to do something that the predecessors could not do with her own strength. It was tantamount to a fool's dream.
In the end, she vented all her resentment on Zhang Zian. Who asked him to have this kind of obsession in his mind? Who else could she blame but him?
Zhang Zian had never been worried about this. He was no different from ordinary people in this regard. His mind was full of houses, cars, tickets, children, wives … Well, he did not have the last two yet, but when he did, he would probably not think about the problem of free will.
So, as revenge, she pulled him into her dream again. At least she wanted him to feel a part of her pain, and her heart would have the pleasure of "you will also have a day like this". Perhaps, as he thought, she really had a little bit of a sadist tendency, although it was only a little bit...
After she finished talking about what happened, under her calm expression, there was actually a monstrous anger that could erupt at any time, and the target of her anger was only Zhang Zian.
Zhang Zian felt wronged. It was obviously you who broke into my memory without permission and messed around. I can't afford to offend you, but in the end, you blame me?
This was like a robber breaking into a house and accidentally spraining his ankle while stealing something, and then asking for compensation from the owner of the house … How could you be so unreasonable? Was there any law?
Although he felt wronged, what could he do? He could only hold it in.
In the dream, she was the reason, and she was the law.
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