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Chapter 147 Ten Thousand Years of Loneliness

The 510th year of the dream world.

Terence Tao looked at the flowing stream with an expressionless face and dim eyes.

Now he is like a walking corpse without a soul
He felt lonelier than ever before.

What is the concept of five hundred years?
Sun Wukong has left the Five Finger Mountain.

And he is still trapped in this eternal dream world cage.

"How about committing suicide? It's just a dream anyway, and you don't necessarily have to die for real?"

For the first time in 500 years, Terence Tao considered committing suicide.

But immediately, he forced himself to suppress this emotion.

He doesn't dare to gamble!

The dream manipulator gave him the power to commit suicide, but he refused to do as the other party wished.

"I, Terence Tao, will never choose to die!"

In order to kill time and avoid going crazy, Terence Tao devoted his energy to a new and unfamiliar field.

philosophy!

Following mathematics, Go, music, painting and calligraphy.

Philosophy has become Terence Tao's new spiritual home.

He sat alone by the stream and in front of a stone wall, facing the empty world and pondering the philosophical questions that have troubled mankind for thousands of years.

First, he wondered what the end of the universe would be.

Will the universe stop expanding at some point and return to nothingness?

Next, Tao began to think deeply about the nature of human nature.

Is human nature inherently good or evil?

Terence Tao is well aware that human behavior is influenced by countless factors such as environment, culture, and society.

Good and evil are often difficult to define.

He kept asking himself:
If human nature is inherently good, why do evil deeds continue to occur?
If human nature is evil, why can good deeds last forever?

In the deserted wilderness, Terence Tao, like a lonely wise man, came to a conclusion after long thinking.

Human nature is complex, and human behavior cannot be defined simply as good or evil.

A vicious and evil person may sometimes make charitable donations.

A good person who does good deeds every day may also do bad things with good intentions.

You are a good person and you show the greatest kindness to the world, but how do you know that your good deeds will not backfire and turn into bad things?

When you see a drowning person, you kindly call for help.

It turned out that the drowning man was seeking death. Not only did he want to die, but he was also mentally twisted and dragged the lifeguard to drown with him.

Because of your kind rescue call, an innocent lifeguard was killed.

There are no good people or bad people in the world.

Only things, not people, can be divided into good and bad.

After thinking about this.

Terence Tao began to explore the relationship between selflessness and karma.

He traces every thought, questions the nature of selflessness, and tries to understand how the endless laws of cause and effect are intertwined in the course of life.

He realized that human existence might be only a part of everything, and the chain of cause and effect is never interrupted.

Terence Tao vacillates between materialism and idealism.

He stood by the stream, pondering the fundamental difference between the two philosophical systems.

Materialism believes that matter is fundamental, while idealism emphasizes the spiritual world.

He kept questioning: Which side is closer to the truth?

He asked himself, if everything is illusory, does the world still exist?

If matter is the root, then where do our thoughts and will come from?

Ultimately, he believes that the opposition between materialism and idealism may just be two perspectives on how humans understand the world.

The world is not black and white.

The two are not mutually exclusive, but interdependent.

At the end of his meditation, Tao fell into an ancient question:

Which came first, the chicken or the egg? In his view, this seemingly unsolvable paradox may be the best symbol of the cycle of life.

This cycle itself originates from the beginning of the world.

The egg comes from the chicken, and the chicken comes from the egg. They give birth to each other, so who is the starting point of the world?

In this cycle, Terence Tao realized the infinite depth of philosophy.

Shifting stars.

Time flies, a hundred years later.

Terence Tao has become a great philosopher.

He put forward his own philosophical insights, and his philosophical thoughts are profound and broad, like a bright star in the lonely universe.

This year, Terence Tao found himself at a bottleneck in philosophy.

He then gave up philosophy and turned to other fields.

The long time passed quietly.

Ten thousand years pass in the blink of an eye.

Terence Tao spent ten thousand years in this lonely and boundless dream world.

Loneliness was like an invisible hand, silently eroding his heart.

The reason why Terence Tao hasn't gone crazy is that he has something to do every day to keep himself busy.

He never stopped learning, investing time and energy into each subject, and gradually became an all-round master who possessed a wide range of skills.

He became a writer.

He composed countless poems, wrote epic novels, and created several new literary genres.

His writing covers everything from nature to the universe, from subtle emotions to profound philosophy.

It seemed as if the words were given some kind of life by him.

He became an architect.

He designed and built many buildings himself.

From the solemnity of Gothic to the exquisite elegance of ancient oriental style, he perfectly reproduced a variety of architectural styles.

He chiseled intricate reliefs on the stone walls, carved magnificent colonnades, and let sunlight shine into the room at the most beautiful angles through the windows.

His architectural designs are full of the fusion of aesthetics and rationality.

He became a master of archery and could shoot a flying bird at a distance of fifty paces.

He became a master winemaker, using wild fruits picked from the mountains, spring water and various natural plants to brew one unique wine after another.

In ten thousand years, he mastered more than a hundred fields.

He is not a natural all-rounder, and there are even many fields that he is not actually interested in.

Just to find something to do in these endless years.

But he still relied on his intelligence to achieve extremely high attainments in every field.

Master every skill to perfection.

From natural sciences to humanities, from practical skills to artistic creation, he has dabbled in and mastered them all.

He is like a walking encyclopedia.

Despite his extraordinary achievements, becoming the most knowledgeable and skilled person of all time, he was still full of loneliness in his heart.

Every day when he woke up, he was still greeted by a world of silence.

During these ten thousand years, he could not leave this place. He had neither heard any human voice nor seen any human figure.

Knowledge and skills cannot fill the emptiness in one's heart, only endless loneliness.

No one talked to him, no one listened to him.

In order not to lose his ability to speak, he often sat alone by the stream and talked to himself.

Time has long lost its meaning.

But Tao still insists on using scratches on tree bark to record time. He hopes that one day the dream will end and he can escape from the cage of eternal life.

This is the only obsession he has now to survive.

Ten thousand years have passed, and he is still the only existence in that empty world.

That kind of loneliness is indescribable.

(End of this chapter)