Prison Island

Chapter 69 Dad's Knowledge

noon.

“Wow…”

Gao Xin yawned, his eyes half sleepy.

I woke up in a daze and tried to lift the quilt, but found only burnt charcoal clothes on my body.

This made him come back to his senses and realize what had happened in the past few days...

It was such a dream.

"I survived..."

He covered his head, many memories began to return, and his eyes suddenly became red.

He clenched his fists, his muscles felt strong and powerful, and he jumped his legs, feeling as light as a swallow.

"Did you manage to do it? It was so difficult."

Genetic collapse is indeed the greatest catastrophe that any species on Earth has ever experienced.

If he had not been struck by lightning at the last moment, gathering the lightning and fire and completing the life leap, he would definitely not have been able to hold on.

"The final lightning strike was so crucial."

"I finally waited for you, but fortunately I didn't give up..."

He opened his arms, embraced the sky, and thanked the heavy rain last night.

He bent down again, stroked the earth, and thanked the soil and grass.

"Thank you, thank you..."

Finally he hugged the tree, looked at the burn marks left by the lightning strike, and rubbed his face against it.

"And you, Brother Shu! You've worked so hard."

He was like a madman, talking to the soil, being intimate with the trees, with red eyes and looking sentimental.

This nameless hill is where Gao Xin was reborn. How could he not be moved?

He soaked up the sunshine, admired the mountains, felt the warm breeze, felt all the subtle sounds around him, and listened to the rhythm within himself.

There are so many touching things in life, and in the end, he wants to thank himself: Chongguang, thank you for your hard work.

It took him a while to calm down.

Then he ran wildly on the mountain like a happy monkey.

"Ooooh hahahaha!"

He jumped, somersaulted, and spun in circles.

The charred and burnt stuff on his body fell off one after another, revealing brand new skin that looked very smooth and tender, like a newborn baby.

Soon, he caught a glimpse of a pond formed by a stream at the foot of the opposite hill.

Gao Xin immediately dived down the hillside, ran a hundred meters, and jumped into the water.

"Pfft!"

The waves blew away several meters, and many black and sticky fragments floated in the water.

After a long while, Gao Xin rubbed his forehead and stood up from the water. The water level only reached his knees...

Now all the dirt was washed off, and he was naked and looked very casual.

Looking at his own reflection in the water, Gao Xin found that he had lost a lot of weight and his appearance had changed.

Originally he weighed 100 kilograms, but after these three days, he is now 1.82 meters tall and weighs only 50 kilograms.

He lost half his weight and looked like a bamboo pole.

"Tsk tsk, you're even thinner than when you first got to the island."

"I lost a lot of material in these three days. A large number of cells died, and I also had to rebuild my body to heal myself, which was a huge expense."

"Ah... I'm so hungry."

In order to save brain cells, Gao Xin had previously prohibited all kinds of meaningless pain warnings and simply prevented the brain from generating these things.

At this moment, everything has returned to normal, and the digestive bacteria in my stomach are protesting wildly, so I am naturally extremely hungry.

He picked some wild flowers and weeds to fill his stomach.

"It's so delicious." Gao Xin ate with relish. These flowers and plants were eaten by cows and sheep, so why couldn't he eat them too?
As soon as it enters the stomach, the digestive bacteria quickly break it down.

"Not enough, not enough..."

Gao Xin became more and more addicted to it. He stopped scraping tree bark and when he was thirsty, he put his mouth to the stream and drank it down with gulps.

"Although they are all crude fibers, as long as they can be digested, they can also provide the body with a large amount of glucose and protein..."

"Eh? Glucose? C6H12O6?"

As Gao Xin was eating, he was suddenly stunned. He actually knew about glucose.

Although beef and milk are rich in various nutrients and are extremely rich, they all rely on eating grass.

Therefore, he relies on digestive flora to eat grass and replenish the body's needs. This can be known with a little reasoning.

But he shouldn't know the molecular formula of glucose...

Gao Xin knocked his head, calmed down and recalled. An extremely long dream emerged hazily.

"Glucose is the most widely distributed and important monosaccharide in nature. It is a polyhydroxy aldehyde. Its melting point is 146 degrees Celsius and its boiling point is 527.1 degrees Celsius..."

“I learned this in junior high school…”

"Wait a minute... Where did I get junior high school?"

Gao Xin tapped his head, as if he had had a very long dream.

Various fragments of life flash through my mind like a marquee.

Childhood in the early 21st century: kindergarten, elementary school, junior high school, high school, college, postgraduate entrance exams, and even professorship...

"No, no, this is not me... this is Gao Jiaoji... this is my father's life..."

"But this knowledge is true... How do I know it?"

"So, it wasn't a dream?"

Gao Xin finally recalled that before he was struck by lightning, he seemed to have exhausted his last bit of life.

Then I fell into endless darkness and had a dream full of imagery.

That dream felt very long, so long that it felt like I had lived two lives!

But it is very short, so short that it is like waking up from reality, just like taking a nap.

All I remember in my mind are various fragmented fragments, and I almost forgot everything.

"Yes, that was not a dream, that was my near-death experience!"

Gao Xin tried his best to recall, even mobilizing his emotional brain, and finally remembered more.

In an instant, he visualized a vague and magnificent Holy Spirit in his mind!

Just from this, he felt his energy surge.

Swoosh, Silver Hand emerged from the pond: "Rat! Come and fight!"

Gao Xin waved his hands thoughtfully: "No fighting, no fighting, stop making noise, I won't train today." "Oh..." Yinshou immediately walked to the shore and found a place to squat.

Gao Xin was stunned. He found that the illusion of Silver Hand today was particularly clear and could even move autonomously, just like a real person.

"What are you doing?"

Silver Hand squatted and stared at a small flower, and said lightly: "It's okay, just do your thing. If you have any questions, ask your father."

"Do you know what I'm thinking?" Gao Xin asked.

Silverhand chuckled, "Nonsense, I was shaped by your imagination."

Gao Xin raised an eyebrow, realizing what he meant by asking his father.

He immediately looked across the pond, and sure enough, he saw Gao Jiaoji walking out from the grove.

"Chongguang, long time no see, you've grown so tall."

Gao Xin's eyes were slightly red: "Old man, you have caused me so much pain."

"I'm sorry, Chongguang." Gao Jiaoji looked guilty and stepped into the water.

Gao Xin went up to him and hugged him.

"It's okay, old man. I don't blame you anymore. If it weren't for the Heart of Dark Logic, I would have died long ago..."

Gao Jiao patted his shoulder with great satisfaction: "Good boy, you have made it through."

He was much shorter than Gao Xin, and even if the two of them hugged each other, they could not reach each other.

Gao Xin simply sat down in the water and said, "Old man, are you a soul or an illusion?"

"What do you think? The real me died long ago, and the me now is just your illusion." Gao Jiaoji was also sitting in the water.

Gao Xin nodded and asked again: "But why do I have your knowledge?"

"You not only have my knowledge, but also all the memories, experiences and secrets of my life." Gao Jiaoji smiled.

"Really?" Gao Xin scratched his head. "But I just feel that everything is very familiar, but I can't remember where I know it from."

Gao Jiaoji coughed twice and said, "The near-death experience has almost made your consciousness return to the Great Holy Spirit."

"You had a brief fusion of consciousness with the Great Holy Spirit, and then shared life with us. If you continue, you will follow the intersecting life trajectories of everyone, and gradually experience the life of everyone in this world, from ancient times to the present."

"But after you experienced my life with Aunt Yao, your obsession to return rose again. So you stopped. Otherwise, you would have fallen deeper and deeper, completely merged into the Great Holy Spirit, and would never be able to return."

Gao Xin suddenly realized: "Yes, yes, now that you mention it I remember it."

"But why can't I remember clearly? My memory seems so fuzzy."

After Gao Jiaoji's reminder, Gao Xin immediately remembered a lot of things and recalled the process of his near-death experience.

Gao Jiaoji touched his chin and said, "Let me think about it. It should be because this memory is not in your brain."

"Your consciousness merged with your memories, not your brain. Your brain cells were almost dead at the time."

"Your brain doesn't record the information that your consciousness got from the higher dimension."

"The brain's memory only lasts until your consciousness leaves. From the perspective of human medicine, you are already brain dead at that moment... Then you return, and your brain is stimulated for the last time, regaining a little activity. Just then you see a bolt of lightning strike, and your last belief creates a life transition."

"Perhaps the first life on Earth was created by mixing basic matter with lightning, giving birth to the first gene."

"It's a good thing that you made a life leap. Otherwise, your body would have completely died. Even if you forced yourself to return, you would have died immediately."

Gao Xin nodded in agreement, saying that a slight mistake could lead to a huge error.

Throughout history, there have been so many people who wanted to come back but couldn't. Is he the only one who has this obsession? No, if the body can't come back to life, it's useless for the consciousness to be obsessed.

As for the fuzzy memories after waking up, it is because the near-death experience has nothing to do with the body. It is not the last fantasy of brain cells as anthropologists once speculated.

"I see. This is like a dream."

"When I woke up, my memory of the near-death experience was completely blurry."

"And since I have your knowledge, it means that these memories are real and not my imagination. After all, you never taught me your knowledge."

“So these memories are all in…”

They both said in unison: "Subconsciously."

Gao Xin understood everything. There are two types of memory: one is conscious memory, spiritual storage, and the other is brain memory, physical storage.

The memories he brought back from the Great Holy Spirit were all in his consciousness, but his brain was blank, as if to say: I haven't experienced this, and there is no such record.

Only by thinking about it first, or being reminded, and going through the memories in your mind, will it be your brain's turn to remember them.

Otherwise, it will only be recorded in the subconscious mind, and will only emerge in the form of déjà vu when encountering the corresponding situation.

It's like a dream.

Even if the events in a dream are very profound and the emotions are very exciting, they will be forgotten. It stands to reason that such a memory of strong stimulation should not be forgotten.

But things in dreams are the easiest to forget. It turns out that this is because they are not generated by the brain.

If you don't go over it in your mind several times and 'copy it' again when you wake up, then when you think about it again while doing other things, it will become more and more vague and you will definitely not be able to remember it.

Consciousness is like an iceberg that has fallen into the ocean of physics. The tip of the iceberg that floats above the water is his personality, and below the surface is the subconscious.

Gao Jiaoji and Yao Junyan’s life memories are so vast that they are naturally all in their subconscious.

Both lives are older than him, at least five times as much life experience as Gao Xin. If it weren't in his subconscious, his self-cognition would be confused.

Gao Xin pondered: "If we infer this in reverse, could it be that the dream is also returning to the Great Holy Spirit?"

"No, it can't be considered a return, it can only be considered a perception."

"Sleep is the state closest to death. In that state of silence, the consciousness may be temporarily detached, and a part of it is not bound by the body. Then it spreads out and receives the endless light, or information flow, from the Great Holy Spirit."

"Those are all kinds of inspiration or random information fragments, which are constantly shooting into the physical world like a meteor shower, and are received by people's consciousness, which then gives rise to all kinds of dreams."

"Sleep can restore your heart's strength, and I'm afraid it's also because of this kind of reception that it is replenished."

Gao Jiaoji nodded and said, "I didn't believe this at first, but your experience makes me agree with you."

"Speaking of which, this reminds me of Ramanujan. My goodness, he would dream about mathematical formulas every day when he slept. How can this be justified? It turns out that he received information from the Holy Spirit while sleeping..."

When his father mentioned this, Gao Xin instantly recalled everything about Ramanujan and his achievements in mathematics.

Gao Xin smiled and said, "It seems that his mental strength and sensory ability are also quite high. Oh, by the way, he always said that these inspirations were told to him by the goddess he believed in... Tsk, I'm afraid he accidentally visualized an image similar to the Great Holy Spirit."

Having already visualized the Great Holy Spirit, he knows that the Great Holy Spirit is actually formless and invisible.

The essence of visualizing its appearance is to understand what it is. As for the specific image in your mind, it doesn’t matter. It can be a magnificent tree of light, a brain of light, or naturally an indescribable goddess.

"Old man, now that I have the Heart of Dark Logic and have become a Radiant, it doesn't matter if I learn your knowledge."

"Hurry up and tell me everything you have learned, so that I can restore my memory and make my brain remember it."

Gao Jiao rolled his eyes and said, "Silly child, your father is very knowledgeable and has learned a lot. I don't even know the technology of humans, but that is more than 40 years of knowledge and research."

"How can I explain it in just a short time?"

"In the future, when you encounter something you don't understand, the knowledge points may come to you on their own. Even if they don't, I will remind you of them. After you hear them, the relevant memories will come to you in a form similar to déjà vu."

"Take your time to digest it. Otherwise, if I give it to you all at once, it will just take up a lot of your brain capacity..."

Gao Xin nodded. His father was an illusion that he always carried with him, and he would not lose him...

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PS: Sorry. The first order is over 5,000, and the average order is over 4,000, which is about what I expected. Thank you for your support.

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