Chapter 173: Anchor of the World

Fatigue and drowsiness struck one after another, followed by a severe headache.

Ordinary people have headaches either in the temples or migraines; Xia Yubing is different, her headache is in the back of her head.

Opening her eyes, seeing that the sky was already slightly bright, Xia Yubing covered her throat with one hand and struggled to climb up. The severe pain of her throat and brainstem being torn by the bullet emerged faintly, only feeling a lump of paste solidified in her head.

Shading her eyes from the sun, Xia Yubing saw a huge face without features.

That was the north side of the Four-Faced Buddha.

"Awake?" A familiar voice came from the side.

Xia Yubing turned her head to look; it was Ning Zhe, who was still using Feng Yushu's identity, sitting quietly beside her, looking down at her as she just climbed up from the ground.

"What... happened?" Xia Yubing sat up, her head still somewhat dazed.

Ning Zhe's action of feeding her the bullet before was too smooth, Xia Yubing didn't even react to what happened and lost consciousness, so she was still blank when she woke up now.

"Thanks to you, I basically figured out the rules of this place." Ning Zhe said softly: "If there are no accidents, we can leave soon."

"Eh..." Xia Yubing's dazed brain was flushed with joy, and she didn't even care to ask where Xiao Ke, who had been traveling with them, had gone, and asked excitedly: "Are you serious? Can we leave?"

Does this mean she can finally leave this ghost place and go home?

"You could say that." Ning Zhe gently tucked the loose hair on his temples behind his ears and said: "Provided that the result I deduced before is correct."

"... Deduction?" Xia Yubing was somewhat curious: "Does it mean you've already figured out what exactly happened in this place?"

"Just a guess with a high possibility, currently lacking final verification, so it doesn't hurt to tell you."

Ning Zhe played with the gun in his hand and said slowly:

"This small town named Zanju is a very ambiguous place, an indeterminate probability quantum cloud shrouding here, interfering with the cognition of people entering this place, distorting the boundaries between reality and thought."

"Here, two people holding different cognitions, observing the same thing at the same time and place, will get different observation results."

Xia Yubing shook her head: "I... I don't quite understand."

"Then let's use an analogy.

"Suppose you and I are standing together in a dark room where you can't see your fingers, the curtain is pulled open a little bit, a beam of sunlight shines in from the outside, and you and I both see this beam of sunlight."

"The sunlight is almost colorless natural light. At this time, a triangular lens is placed by the window, refracting the colorless natural light into various different colors."

"People standing in different positions see different colors, but in essence, what you and I see is the same beam of light."

Ning Zhe unloaded the magazine of the pistol, checked it, and reloaded it, then continued:

"The colorless natural light is the objective reality of the world, and the prism that distorts colors is the quantum cloud covering this small town. Different cognitions held by different people are like standing in different positions in the room. These factors combined cause the differences in our observation results of the same thing."

"For example, when we were under the Buddha statue's lotus pedestal before, you heard Jiang Han's voice, but I didn't, because I knew he might have died, and you didn't know."

"In your cognition, Jiang Han was still alive. The quantum cloud distorted your observation according to your cognition, so you observed the wrong fact and heard the voice of Jiang Han who was still alive."

"And after I reminded you, you realized Jiang Han had died, your 'position' was moved, and thus you observed another fact."

As for whether Jiang Han is alive or dead? Who knows.

Maybe the Jiang Han who had already died in Ning Zhe's eyes was just an erroneous observation produced by different angles. Xia Yubing nodded half-understandingly: "Then... what should we do to get out? Return to reality?"

"This is simple. If you want to return to reality, you have to observe reality." Ning Zhe continued:

"According to my deduction, in this place, the further a person's cognition deviates from objective facts, the more severe the observation interference suffered, and the further away from the real world."

"In other words, as long as you slowly adjust your cognition along this line of thought until the world you observe is completely consistent with the real world, you have successfully returned to reality."

Xia Yubing still had confusion lingering between her brows, but it was much better than before: "Although it's a bit hard to understand, I roughly know what to do, but... how do we determine what reality is like?"

Under the condition that the observation behavior is interfered with by the quantum cloud, how do they determine what reality is like?

Acting blindly without knowing what reality is, it would be fine if they guessed right, but they were afraid that the direction was wrong, and the more they did, the more they deviated from reality, sinking deeper and deeper into the quantum cloud. What should they do then?

"This is simple." Ning Zhe raised his finger and pointed to the Four-Faced Buddha behind him: "Remember the beam of natural light that shot in from the window? This is that initial light."

What is true? What is false? What is an objective fact, and who defines it?

The answer to the mystery has been sitting in the center of the world from the beginning.

What He thinks is true is true, and what is not true is also true.

What He thinks is false is false, and what is not false is also false.

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This is the rule of the Four-Faced Buddha.

"Xiao Ke died long ago, this is a fact that both you and I know, but she was still alive and kicking like a living person until not long ago, just because the Four-Faced Buddha thought she was still alive."

They had previously successfully bribed the Three Corpses of Xiao Ke to go and report her death to the Four-Faced Buddha, not letting the Four-Faced Buddha know the truth of Xiao Ke's death.

The Four-Faced Buddha didn't know Xiao Ke died, so Xiao Ke was still alive.

If the Four-Faced Buddha thinks you are alive, you are alive.

If the Four-Faced Buddha thinks you are dead, you are dead.

Ning Zhe finally concluded: "In this world, truth and falsehood are all determined by Him. He is the anchor that anchors the event benchmark of this entire world."

So we take Him as the anchor and adjust our own thoughts.

"So that's how it is..." Xia Yubing carefully looked up, and there was more awe in her eyes looking at the Four-Faced Buddha: "Then let's start quickly, and return to the real world as soon as possible."

"No rush." Ning Zhe shook his head: "I said, these are just guesses based on the information I have mastered."

No matter how precise the deduction is, it is just a deduction. In the end, it hasn't been verified by facts, and whether it is true or not remains to be discussed.

"Then do you have any way to verify this guess?" Xia Yubing was suddenly anxious. She really didn't want to stay in this ghost place anymore, not even for another second.

"Practice is the only criterion for testing truth." Ning Zhe dismantled the pistol's magazine and reloaded it, turned the safety on and off, and said casually: "There are naturally ways to verify the facts, but I need your cooperation."

"Tell me, what do you need me to do?" Xia Yubing hurriedly stood up, not wanting to delay any longer.

Ning Zhe laughed: "I need you to die."

As soon as the words fell, a bullet passed through Xia Yubing's brainstem again.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 174 =====