"It looks okay." Chang Dong's tone was not overwhelmed.

On the one hand, he has not yet experienced aging, and lacks intuitive empathy for this anti-aging drug.

On the other hand, he knows that there are many similar drugs in this world, and Liu Linxuan's mother, Yuan Julu, spends tens of millions on them every year, so he, who has seen it for a long time, naturally won't be too surprised.

"It's okay? Hehe..."

Kipling smiled. I don't know if his physical condition was worse. His nervousness subsided a lot, and his smile returned to normal, but it was also full of bitterness.

"Long story short, I'm dying! No one in this world will sit still, including me."

"At present, I still have two directions to try, but I am afraid that my energy is not enough to complete the exploration of these two directions. So I want to entrust you with one of them."

As Kipling said, he casually turned a tablet on the wheelchair, displaying the display screen in front of Chang Dong.

"After the matter is completed, I can sell all these enterprises to you, with a [-]% discount."

Chang Dong looked at the list on the tablet, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Excellent price."

"So, you agree?"

"Tell me about your commission."

Kipling was silent for a long time and said: "Modern medical treatment cannot continue to prolong my life. I can only turn to occultism. Do you know Ross's "Battle of Psychics"?"

Chang Dong nodded.

He really knows this show, it's really very famous!

The general content of this program is to recruit psychics, complete the program assessment, and finally go through layers of selection to select the king of psychics.

Public opinion is divided on this show.

Some people say that it is an entertainment program, and everything is arranged by the program team;

However, there are also psychic enthusiasts who believe in some psychic events inside.

"This show was planned by me alone, and many people in it were also sent by me to perform. The purpose..."

"Throwing bricks to attract jade?" Chang Dong added.

"clever!"

"So you attracted Yu?"

"That's right, my next research direction is here, and the task I entrusted to you has something to do with it."

Chang Dong, who had seen Ding Lu's miraculous side before, no matter how disapproving he was, he admitted it!

"I found that most of the myths and legends are related to 'spirits', and most of them borrow or drive spirits. Whether it is the East or the West, what I asked you to check is exactly your understanding and calling of spirits. Don't worry, I already have preliminary information, the rest, you just need to follow the map to find out."

Chang Dongpi smiled and said: "According to the picture, why not give it to the assistant? I believe that your assistant is more trustworthy than me."

Kipling smiled cunningly: "I suddenly don't like smart people, but the smarter you are, the greater my hope."

374 Accept commission and inspect house

Faced with Kipling's pun, Chang Dong still smiled and said nothing.

Kipling shook his head lightly, operated the wheelchair, walked to the wine cabinet in the suite, took out a bottle of Jiang Xiaobai, and said, "Although there is no direct evidence, I still have reasons to suspect that spirits are regional, so Like I still can't drink your liquor."

"There are Zhuxia people in my assistant team, but unfortunately, the resources he can mobilize are far worse than yours. Some things cannot be solved with money, especially in Zhuxia."

Chang Dong shook his head: "That's not a reason. You can send a mixed team. It can be seen that you know Zhu Xia very well, so you should know that here, Wai Guoren is a first-class citizen."

"I hate smart people!" Kipling couldn't help cursing: "Well, since you insist on asking, then I'll tell you, because you are rich."

Chang Dong was surprised, so he heard Kipling continue: "Since I have investigated the spirits of Zhuxia, I naturally sent people to explore, but most of them returned without success. You alchemists told me that spirits have no form or quality, only special people to notice."

"These special people, one is a person with a spiritual physique, and the other is a person with great luck."

"The former has a lot of sayings, such as corpses giving birth, dying people, and people in the shadows, there are too many, I have to complain, your culture is too complicated, I still can't figure out the laws in it, anyway, what the alchemist said, I I have tried them all, unfortunately, except for the early death of an old man with heart disease, there is little gain.”

"According to the law of exclusion, the only option I have left now is you."

After Kipling finished speaking, he seemed to find it absurd, and added: "I know all this is absurd. It doesn't matter if you think of me as a lunatic or a fool, as long as you complete my task, our transaction will be established immediately."

Probably the last sentence had an effect, Chang Dong stopped asking, and nodded: "OK, for the sake of lxens, let me help you once."

Kipling chuckled: "Good luck."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Chang Dong always feels that Kipling's smile is full of treachery and danger.

Is there really a supernatural side in this world?

Chang Dong thought to himself, thinking about his rebirth experience, his thoughts suddenly became very complicated.

He never thought about rebirth.

The reason why he didn't think about it was because he couldn't figure it out on the one hand, and on the other hand, it was because he thought of a terrible idea.

That's the brain-in-a-vat hypothesis.

This is a hypothesis proposed by philosopher Hilary Putnam.

Assuming that a person's brain is cut off and placed in a petri dish, and all the information experienced by the brain is simulated by a computer, how can one identify whether one is a brain in a vat under such an environment?

The answer is almost impossible.

Expanding from this, Chang Dong even suspected that he was not reborn, but suffered a sudden cerebral infarction or other disease, and entered a state of suspended animation in a vegetative state. All his current experiences were fabricated by his brain.

If everything is really like this, then this will be a more desperate thing than death.

Fortunately, with the increase of experience, Chang Dong can basically rule out this situation.

Because the knowledge he understands now and the complexity of the knowledge he can see are by no means what he can understand in his previous life, so since the brain doesn't even know it, how can it be fabricated?

In addition to similar scientific assumptions, Chang Dong also thought about some more fantasy things, but in the end, because they were all self-justifying things, he had to leave them behind.

In fact, after rebirth, he was like a famished beggar, desperately trying to make money, his brain almost filled with career.

Even if I am surprised to hear some urban legends occasionally, I laugh it off.

But Zhou Yuancheng's appearance, Ding Lu's sky eyes, and Kipling's nervousness and madness touched him a lot!

Even though he couldn't see it, even though he could find many reasons to refute it, he still decided to check it out.

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