Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 609: What has happened, what has been done

The air was quiet for a while.

Song Shi let out a deep breath.

At this moment, he thought of many things. Those completely different but unignorable thoughts swirled in his mind, but when they came out of his mouth, they turned into another set of words.

“——Two points.”

Song Shi raised his index and middle fingers.

"First of all, this idea is indeed very attractive, but as a president, do you know how many people I meet every day who try to sell me ideas with PPTs?"

"The Silent Society is indeed powerful, but to achieve this, Sir Mortimer, with all due respect, your [Infinity of All Things] has not yet been completed, right? What you said is only a theoretical concept of the complete form."

"The truth is what we believe in, so I will tell the truth."

Mortimer couldn't help but smile: "The answer is, correct. The current [Infinity of All Things] is indeed not yet at the level we expected."

“But it’s been able to do some incredible things.”

Song Shi spoke for the other party, and he sighed sincerely: "Fighting against historical figures. I guess your test is not to put me into the history of the reappearance of [Infinity of All Things]."

The latter clapped his hands.

"You're very quick to react. If my students were half as talented as you, they wouldn't be giving me so many headaches."

"Don't bother using your brain. It's been talked about this far. It would be strange if you still can't guess it." Song Shi shook his head slightly: "You have completed the anchoring and deduction of historical nodes, but if you want to truly realize the infinite rollback and infinite choice of Terra, you are still missing a link, how to go back to the past and restart Terra."

"This is a very difficult problem." Mortimer sighed. "The laws of space and time and the law of causality, either one of them is a miracle that is difficult to reach."

"——'Difficult'." Song Shi noticed the words the other party chose.

"Hmm." Mortimer threw it aside lightly without responding. "Go on, your second point."

"How about you guess what I'm going to say?"

Song Shi raised his head slightly.

“It’s a really easy challenge.”

Mortimer waved his hand, and a cup of black coffee appeared out of thin air. He took a sip, and his brows slowly relaxed.

The next second, he threw away the half-remaining coffee and the cup and stood up.

"What kind of future is the best choice? That's what you want to ask."

"This maple muffin is so sweet that it makes my tongue feel greasy."

Song Shi pointed his index finger at the second layer of the snack tower. The amber syrup filled every inch of the pancake, which looked very pleasing to the eye.

"On the contrary, the strawberry tart is very good. The strawberries are fresh and have not been irradiated. The cream is moderately sweet and has been foamed just right."

Song Shi pointed to the other side, to the small red and white pastries: "Then the question is, the maple muffins I ate earlier took up some of my stomach space, so I ate less strawberry tarts. Is this the optimal solution? Definitely not. Do I need to rely on [Infinity of All Things] to reset my choice? And not touch the maple muffins from the beginning." Mortimer laughed.

"This is the crux of the matter. We always think that what we don't have is the best, and we endlessly pursue higher, better and more wonderful options. But is this really a 'cruel problem'?"

Mortimer held up half of his face calmly. "Most people have thought that I made the worst choice. Whether it is actually the worst choice or not, they will think so. But I prefer to call it a desire for beauty rather than a disease."

"Answer your question, Song Shi."

"If we achieve the true [Infinity of All Things], do you think we will endlessly rewind history and make endless choices?" The man sneered, "You are looking down on our 8,000-year heritage."

“——What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again.”

Mortimer released his hand and raised his index finger: "Even though the spirit of 'record and truth' is always there, there are differences among the practitioners born from it. But this is the only thing that practitioners of all generations, including the Silent Society, have always understood."

"We don't know where the optimal solution is, but we don't need to know. We only know that at least at this moment, Terra is definitely not that solution, and that's enough."

"Listen carefully, Song Shi."

"We are not doing this to be a bunch of cowards dwelling on history."

Those cynical attitudes suddenly disappeared without a trace at some point.

In the eighth millennium of the birth of "Records and Truth", one of the leaders of contemporary practitioners, the "Hypocrite", Mortimer Condetans, said calmly.

“Everything we do is to move forward.”

"Really? But in my opinion, the difference between the two is not that big."

Song Shi's smile faded at some point, and his pupils were flowing with a soul-stirring flame, burning forever just like every moment in the past.

"No matter how nice the words sound, the 'next chance to choose' is the same." Song Shi said calmly: "Incarnation, clones, brain transplants, memory rewriting, possession. Whether it's technical means or psychic means, even if all these things are taken into account, everyone is still one life in the macro sense. We move forward in our lives without the chance to choose again. It is because we know this that we can burst out with the most fierce and surging enthusiasm."

“A pawn crossing a river can only move forward and not back, but once you know you have the ‘next chance to choose,’ everything will become easier.”

Song Shi shook his head: "Don't even mention using memory cutting. Even if it's the 'brain in a jar', I've heard of cases where it was breached. Things that come from instinct or even deeper than instinct won't be affected by mere memory cutting."

“The quantum Zeno effect,” Mortimer snapped his fingers. “The very act of observation causes a collapse of possibilities.”

"【Infinity of All Things】is indeed incredible, and can be called a miracle, and the vision of eight thousand years can also be called the pinnacle of Terra." Song Shi said calmly: "But I think the future chosen by this kind of thing is too superficial."

It was also at this time that Mortimer's shoulders began to tremble gradually. He covered his face with his right hand, then slowly moved it upwards until it lifted up his golden bangs, revealing a smile that came from the bottom of his heart and seemed uncontrollable.

"Hahahaha. Hahaha! That's it!"

Mortimer was excited, even happy to the point of being almost ecstatic. He chuckled and pointed his index finger at the young man on the sofa in front of him.

"——That's why we are psychics!"

(End of this chapter)