Pet King
chapter-1664-30041322

In fact, Zhang Zian couldn't think of what Zhuang Xiaodie had to ask. His memory had probably been turned upside down by her, including some deep memories that even he himself had forgotten or was unwilling to remember. She knew what he knew, and she also knew what he didn't know. What was there to ask?

He wanted to ask her about the movies that he had watched and thought were artistic and thought-provoking. Now, he wanted to review them but had forgotten the specific titles ...

She didn't ask immediately, but paced around the cliff slowly, as if thinking about how to ask.

Zhang Zian really wanted to return to the real world as soon as possible, even if it was to sleep in the real world, but he didn't dare to rush her, so he could only wait patiently.

Waiting wasn't a big deal. Time passed at her will in the dream. Even if she waited for a hundred years in the dream, it might just be a snap of her fingers in the real world.

After walking for a while, she suddenly stopped and stared at him with her colorful eyes. He knew that a problem had come, so he immediately perked up and waited.

The last time he was trapped in the dream, her eyes were no different from a normal person 's, but now she had a dreamlike seven-colored eye. He didn't need to ask to know that she had disguised herself as a normal person when she entered the dream last time, but this time, she didn't need to.

"Does free will exist?" She asked her first question.

The F * ck?

Zhang Zian was dumbfounded by the question. After a while, he smiled bitterly and said,""It's beyond my level ..."

He should have thought about it earlier. She knew his memory like the back of her hand. If there was any question she wanted to ask, other than the question of which one did he prefer, the eastern girl or the Western girl, it would be this kind of mysterious question.

"Do you still want to go back?" She questioned.

"Okay ..." He scratched his head in distress and began to pace back and forth on the mountaintop like she had just done, thinking and organizing his words at the same time.

Free will was a philosophical question to some extent, but with the development of modern science, this question had an inseparable connection with science.

The antonym of "free will" was "determinism". Simply put, the former believed that humans could think and make decisions as they pleased and choose from countless options, while the latter believed that everything was set in stone. You thought you had made a choice, but in fact, it was just the choice that you were destined to make.

In other words, could a person really decide his own fate?

Let's say you're lying in bed reading a novel and finally can't hold it in anymore and want to go to the toilet. Which foot do you want to step on after getting out of bed? is it your own decision or fate?

Obviously, most atheists and featherists accepted determinism, while most atheists preferred free will. That was why the phrase "my fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of heaven" was particularly exciting.

However, if free will did not exist, even the one who shouted this sentence was destined to shout this sentence.

The uncertainties of quantum mechanics were a powerful support for free will, and the principle of minimum time of Fermat's principle was a powerful backing for determinism. Some experiments on Neurology seemed to have confirmed that free will was a false proposition.

"God doesn't throw dice," Einstein said.

This statement had already expressed the opinion of the greatest Master of Science in human history.

Philosophily speaking, quantum mechanics and free will were both idealism, while determinism was more in line with the materialistic view of material determination.

Whether it was from a scientific or philosophical point of view, free will and determinism were mortal enemies.

With Zhang Zian's ability, how could he dare to challenge this difficult problem that had troubled countless sages?

"I don't know if free will exists, but personally, I prefer free will." He knew that this answer would not satisfy her, but after hesitating for a long time, he could only give this answer.

She raised her eyebrows slightly and broke the expressionless state."Because of Galaxy? Because it let Zhao Qi leave your store?"

He suddenly understood what she meant. The Galaxy order had caused the 187 futures of Zhao Qi passing by the Pet Shop but not entering it to disappear, and the one future of Zhao Qi's decision to enter the shop to collapse into reality. He often said that this had changed his fate, but how could he know that his fate had never changed?

"Those 187 futures might not even exist. They might just be a Mirage, and the future it has chosen is the one it is destined to choose." She looked straight at him and said,"it's destined that you will meet it, it's destined that it will help you, it's destined that it will choose this future. No, it didn't choose this future, but it's destined to happen. Zhao Qi is destined to walk into your store, and the process of its choice is just a formality."

He couldn't accept it emotionally, but he couldn't refute it in theory.

She wasn't trying to argue, nor was she trying to belittle Galaxy. She was just calmly and objectively elaborating on a possibility, a possibility determined by determinism.

Everything was fate, and everything was destined in history.

Galaxy was the observer of fate. There were two possible meanings to this word. One was that its observation caused countless fates to collapse and collapse, and it chose one of them. The second was that it was only observing fate, the only type of fate. It could not change anything, but it could see the fate that was about to happen in advance.

Which one was the real one?

Zhang Zian looked at Binhai town again.

The bridal procession had entered the city. It was a mess outside the city, with broken red artilleries everywhere. It gradually became quiet, with only a few starving people trying to find the copper or even silver coins scattered by the bridal procession in the soil.

The city was noisy. Wherever the bridal procession passed, the entire Street was decorated with lanterns and streamers. People lined the streets to welcome them. The small Binhai town was almost like the new year.

The bridal party finally entered a large mansion, one of the largest in Binhai town. The door closed, and the final preparations for the Grand wedding began.

Was the history that had happened before their eyes really destined to happen?

In the face of the rich dowry, did none of the servants under the bride's father have any evil thoughts during the journey, trying in vain to take the dowry for themselves and put it into action?

They might have thought of using money to move people's hearts, but they didn't do anything. Was this result decided by their own will or by fate?

No one could answer this question, and Zhang Zian was no exception.

He sighed and felt like he was going to go bald.

"So, you haven't shown up all this time because you've been racking your brain to think about this problem?" He looked at Zhuang Xiaodie.

"Yes, I am."

She nodded, and her eyes were filled with a sense of loss, as if she was unable to control her fate.