Those who can read are writers [Interstellar]

Zhou Wenli didn't greet anyone, and left directly with the military fleet.

He didn't pack any of his luggage from the dormitory, he seemed to be walking alone, as if his destination was not the dangerous earth surrounded by countless wars.

It is actually appropriate to use the word dangerous to describe the earth at this time.

In the early days of the interstellar era, the near-earth interstellar wars in the space around the earth created dense war casualties and battlefield garbage, which seriously affected the spaceships and warships in the universe.

This also fundamentally greatly increased the danger of the fleet arriving on the ancient earth.

Fortunately, Zhou Wenli was following the fleet of the federal military this time, and his safety was fundamentally guaranteed.

He took a leave of absence from the Federal Academy, and as a student of the Department of Ancient Chinese Language and Literature, he followed scholars, researchers, and accompanying soldiers on the road.

After Zhou Wenli left, only Sang Wen and Tu Baba were left in the dormitory.

Tu Baba was very happy to no longer live with Zhou Wenli.

The two of them have always been at odds, and Tu Baba is quite content with the life without one person in the dormitory.

Although Sangwen calmed down under Tubaba's comfort, he was still vaguely worried.

Worries had to be suppressed quickly.

Because it doesn't take a blink of an eye to face things, and they come to the door.

"The Most Beautiful Is You" published in "Far away" was published on paper media.

The championship effect of killing people without drinking nutritional supplements is still there, attracting fans to buy "Far From Away", and many spectators who have seen nutritional supplements also choose to watch the official TV series after the game. What the champions who come out of the game are doing.

Readers cannot see Sangwin's selfishness and partiality hidden in the depths of this work.

But readers can clearly read the mother's preference and companionship for the child.

Sangwen has always felt that the family relationship in the interstellar era is very delicate.

Although love and friendship are also very strange, family relationship is the most delicate existence among them.

If you choose to grow babies in the laboratory, you will not suffer a little.

There will be no self-awareness that accompanies the growth of the fetus and is fermented over time.

It seems that with the effort of drinking saliva, a crying child can be sent to him.

In the interstellar era, people's lifespan can reach 500 years, and the movable space is more than a dozen galaxies and countless unexplored places.

You can walk for 100 years.

When you come back from an expedition covered in weather, you look younger than your grandson after surgery to delay aging.

Your grandson is even more confused.

Because he was raised by a robot nanny, and before he saw his parents stationed on the federal border, a grandpa suddenly appeared.

Free and chaotic.

Meet three love.

And people are busy with their own affairs, and after they don't meet each other, the bond of blood is like a thin thread that seems to be absent.

You can say it's broken, or you can say it's always been there.

Under such a background, Sangwin realized that there is no way to strongly demand people's thoughts and feelings in literary works.

Technology has created apathy, and technology has flooded literature.

For a fleet employee stationed on a desolate planet, his feelings for his mother may not be as deep as those who scold him every day on the forum.

But just like Sangwen's eccentric desire.

He hopes that no matter what, no matter what situation he is in, even if he can't fly from beginning to end, he is the most alien monster.

Some people will say eccentrically——

It's their fault, not yours.

As for who gave him all his affection, it actually didn't matter much.

But readers are still in the early childhood reading stage.

They see flowers as flowers and trees as trees.

Don't understand that Sangwen's "mother" is just a casual reference.

They really set their sights on family affection.

This also greatly surprised Sangwen.

[My mental strength was low when I was born, and until now, after countless inducing stimuli, I still can't increase it to the level of a normal person's mental strength.

My mother was too busy with work and did not choose to conceive naturally.

At that time, the laboratory said to my mother: Otherwise, this is a failure of our laboratory, and we will replace it for you for free.

My mother said: Isn't this my child?

So I survived.

I have lost my qualifications for spaceships, aircraft, mechas, and all other products that require the use of mental power.My optical brain is a low mental power control optical brain specially designed by my mother.

When I was in school, I was laughed at by my classmates and ignored by my teachers.

I have hated and resented. When I was engaged in data statistics, a job that does not require much mental power, I also yelled at the historical data: Why are the spiritual power of the imperial nobles higher than that of ordinary people?

But wait, don't pity me, my life is not a sad story.

My mother has always tolerated me. When I was most helpless and irritable, she hugged me and said to me: I love you forever.

I have always believed that people can live without spiritual power.

But not without love.

Little bird, let's bounce happily!The flowers you appreciate carefully on the ground are invisible in the sky.

I will love you as much as your mother loves you. 】

Sang Wen sighed at the light brain.

Sighing, he pressed his temple.

Wouldn't this comment be written? ?

When writing seriously, I have to bump into the big wall of the data database. Without scientific and technological achievements to rely on, I feel that I am not writing, but cursing.

Sangwen is not the only one reading this comment.

Hai Xixi, the director of the New Human Spirit Research Association, has been very enthusiastic about the news about Sangwen since he started to study Sangwen's project.

Sang Wen's new work, she must see it.

Not only to look at the works, but also to read every piece of Hai Xixi in the comments with a straight face.

The rigorous and serious attitude is worthy of being a public official of the federal government.

Naturally, Hai Xixi saw the comment under the pseudonym of Sang Wen's "Don't Drink Nutrients When Killed".

After she finished watching it the first time, she finished it.

Nothing feels.

But just when she was about to switch to the next one, she suddenly had a brain shock.

I just felt goosebumps all over my body.

In an instant, his back was soaked.

An idea pops into your mind.

Hai Xixi returned to that comment, staring at a sentence in it.

——"Why are the spiritual power of the imperial nobles higher than that of ordinary people?"

This problem has been studied by too many researchers too long ago.

Sampling survey, researching imperial nobles with a span of a hundred years, the final result is only one sentence——

blood reason.

Blood reason? !

This reason was a fatal blow to the Federation that was actively resisting during the war.

Negative emotions enveloped the entire combat force, and the idea of ​​self-defeating spread rapidly.

There are even fighters who meet to commit suicide.

Yes, no matter how you resist, you can't resist the innate noble blood, so why resist?

Death in battle is death on the battlefield, and now that you are dead, you can be freed early.

That's right, what an advantage is it that the spiritual power of the noble blood is much higher than that of the common people? !There has never been an heir with low mental power among the nobles.

Does fighting work?Can the struggle destroy the aristocratic lineage of the empire?

Stop living, what are you fighting for?

That period of spiritual crisis is known as the "phase of self-exile".

Negative, dull, crying, giving up, external forces did not defeat the federal army, they died in their own hands.

The person who ended the period of "self-exile" and reversed the fighting mood of the federal army was Tu Weiwei back then.

The spirit of the Commonwealth.

He took a pen, wrote articles by hand, copied countless copies and distributed them to countless soldiers.

Tu Weiwei abruptly awakened the concept of anti-data from the rigorous data and the deaths of countless soldiers.

Since then, Tu Weiwei has run counter to Banjieer.

Benjer believes in the "useful theory", and the result of the deduction is doomed to failure, so it is better to give up as soon as possible.

Tu Weiwei joined the federal army, stood in the sea of ​​blood, and shouted "Go forward even if you know the result will fail."

Tu Weiwei succeeded.

The former Hai Xixi also firmly believed in the theory of bloodlines.

But the research project she is dealing with recently is that Sangwen's works can improve the stability of more mental power.

A dark and somewhat inexplicable thought, after reading this comment, completely enveloped Hai Xixi's mind.

Imperial lineage theory?

...if it weren't for blood theory.

Then it can only be an external reason.

Sangwen's works can improve the stability of more mental power.

So what if the empire had already owned "Sangwen's works"?

Then there is a perfect and reasonable explanation for the highly suppressed spiritual power of the empire for thousands of years.

There are not only comments praising "The Most Beautiful Is You" on Starnet.

A comment that once again elevates the creation of civilized style to the survival of human beings quietly appeared.

["The Far Side" fell from the altar and succumbed to the market, literature is dead, and you are all accomplices. 】

This comment caused a lot of trouble.

Nutrients are already on the cusp of the storm. Once this comment comes out, you don’t even need to read the content. Just looking at the title, you feel like you are really an executioner.

Sang Wen was about to read this comment with relish.

Not only is he not angry, but he also has a bitter feeling from the bottom of his heart that "a child can be taught" and "my baby is just growing up".

That's right!This is exactly right!

How smooth and natural it is when swearing!

When you are really asked to write, you have to hold the database and don't let go, and you will feel aggrieved for a long time if you let go.

Sang Wen also knew that this deep-rooted thinking concept would not be able to be changed without a long period of influence.

But as long as you move forward, the light will always be not far away.

"Hi, I'm Hai Xixi."

When Sangwen wanted to read this comment carefully, he received an optical brain communication from Hai Xixi.

"Hello, what's the matter?"

What answered Sang Win was a few minutes of silent silence.

Hai Xixi over there finally spoke, with hesitation, hesitation, self-doubt and confusion in his tone.

She asked: "What I want to ask is...sorry, I...I..."

"I want to ask... Do you think your work is the best work in your writing style?"

"Do you think there will be works with the same writing style before you?"

Hai Xixi's words were confused, and her emotions seemed to be difficult to calm down.

It was Sangwen who keenly understood the meaning of Haixixi's words.

What she asked was—

Has there ever been an excellent work created by non-data materials in the world?

"of course."

Sangwen answered affirmatively and persistently.

Once we had a vast sea of ​​books.

Novels, poems, essays, essays.

Rhythm Poetry Quatrains, Zaju Qupai; Sonnets, Mythical Nursery Rhymes.

What does this communication from Haixixi mean?

what did she find !

She must have found something!

— "Why do you ask? What have you found?"

Sang Wen heard the deep fear in Hai Xixi's words, and he hurriedly asked, trying to grab the tail of his thoughts and force himself one step closer to the truth.

And Hai Xixi over there has already hung up the communication trembling.

Facing the pitch-black light brain, Sang Wen's expression turned cold.

He got up straight away, called Yuan Cang who was washing vegetable leaves in the kitchen, and went out without looking back amid Tubaba's yelling.

The author has something to say: Sang Wen: Go!

Yuan Cang (throwing vegetables): Here we come!

Tu Baba: Hey, why are you going!Why? !What about people? !I'm going, go so fast!

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Haw!