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Chapter 64 Philosophy in the Chicken Farm

Lu Yuan looked at Zhao Junli and smiled, smiling calmly, and the wind was so calm that people and animals were harmless.

Zhao Junli really asked a good question.

That is the question that countless people will ask next.

Will the sun really go out?

The extinguishing of the sun in the previous life was silent and without any signs. It was said that the extinguishing was really extinguished in an instant, turning humans into a group of chickens in the farm.

This is a joke that Lu Yuan often thinks of in the Bay Area nuclear power plant shelter, but he didn't tell anyone, because if you think about it in your heart, you can feel the sadness and absurdity of overflowing the screen.

This is how the chicken jokes in the farm are told.

Once upon a time, a group of chickens in a farm lived happily in a small hill. They had no worries about food and clothing, so they were carefree. What they did every day was nothing more than crowing when they were sleeping, eating, sleeping and then crowing when they were crowing.

However, in this happy and meaningless life, suddenly a few of the smartest chickens woke up and chose to look up at the sky.

Then I began to think about the meaning of chicken child and the philosophy of nature.

Finally one day, they discovered the ultimate philosophy of this world.

That is, every Friday, every corner of the chicken farm is filled with rich food, including air-dried biscuits, fat and fresh earthworms, sweet, crisp and delicious vegetable leaves, and small stones that can grind food.

They excitedly declared this truth to all the chickens.

So next Friday, each chicken got up early and stared at every corner of the chicken farm. When the time came, there were indeed rich and delicious food falling from the sky and landing in front of them for them to enjoy.

All the chickens were instantly caught in a carnival, and the philosophical chickens and scientific chickens who discovered this truth of the universe became their heroes. These noble heroes could choose the most delicious food every day, and the most beautiful and strong little hens in the flock would involuntarily stretch their beautiful and bright feathers when they walked in front of them, so as to attract the hero's attention.

So the hero rooster sets each Friday as a Thanksgiving Day to thank God for this gift.

In this way, the chickens in the chicken farm lived happily and happily for a long time. They mastered the ultimate truth of the universe, so they could eat, drink and have fun without restraint, and never have to worry about the food being finished one day.

But one day, when they were looking forward to the food on Friday, the rich and delicious food did not appear, and instead, the door under the high wall that had never been opened finally opened.

A giant walked in. He was wearing a red work clothes with the name of a certain chicken farm printed on it. He looked at the chickens that were chirping to welcome the Creator and said happily: "All of them are so fat."

Then the Philosophical Chicken and the Science Chicken were caught in the slaughterhouse together, and their bodies were stacked together and were no different from each other.

Another Friday passed, and the already empty chicken farm was sent in a group of chirping furry and yellow chicks. They lived there happily, and then grew up, cried every day to slept and cried.

Finally one day, the smartest chicken began to look up at the sky, began to think, and began to find the ultimate truth of the universe.

The most tragic thing about humans in the end of the world is probably that even the giant who ended up wearing red work clothes did not appear.

It was as if someone saw a light on in an empty room, so he went over and pulled the light rope for the light.

I didn't even notice that there were some small mosses that relied on photosynthesis to make a living in this empty room.

It will take about a long time before someone will push open the door of this dark room and see the dead moss in the corner.

They may say, maybe they won't even.

What Lu Yuan wanted to do was that one day in the future, when someone came to open this dark room, he did not see the pile of dry moss, but saw a big tree that was shining on his own.

The branches and leaves are stretched, and the branches and leaves are lush.

I was about to completely open the closed and dark room to the big tree.

When Lu Yuan thought of this, he turned his gaze to Zhao Junli again.

Yes, he couldn't even say these words, including Su Mei, and at present this is just the fantasy of an eighteen-year-old boy.

And, this road is really far.

Even if you are far away, you may not be able to see the end of this road for a lifetime.

You can even take the first step to keep the moss alive.

But many times, the first step is the most important step, just like those philosophical chickens can only think of Friday as the day when the Creator gives them favors, but cannot think of how to fly over the high wall.

Only then did they know that this world is much bigger than a chicken farm surrounded by high walls.

"Of course the sun will not go out." Lu Yuan looked at Zhao Junli and gently expressed his answer.

"After all, we were destroyed by nuclear bombs, viruses, and so many ways you could not imagine. No one would care about such unforgettable things as sun extinguishing."

Zhao Junli looked at Lu Yuan's eyes, and his shadow reflected in the boy's dark brown eyes, and also reflected a gentle and serious light.

Zhao Junli could only shrugged: "Okay, I'm stupid."

"Then I'll change the question, if, of course, just if."

"If the sun really goes out in five years, can we survive the end of the world after the sun goes out?"

Lu Yuan knew that Zhao Junli must have noticed something, but this awareness was something he decided not to disclose.

Even the people closest and trusted the most.

"Yes." Lu Yuan replied.

"Really?" Zhao Junli was a little suspicious.

After all, all those who have played tomorrow will still remember the end of thirty-five years later described in the game. Such unreasonable disasters that can destroy all are simply not something that human power can do to save.

The so-called man conquers nature, often times it is just a word that can only be said.

"Really." Lu Yuan stretched out his hand and patted Zhao Junli on the shoulder.

"If we can really complete controlled nuclear fusion."

"Of course, it must be timely and as early as possible."

Zhao Junli nodded. He had actually heard of the military order that Lu Yuan gave to Professor Sun. Even if the military order can be simply summarized as restoring the Jinghai Testing Field within one year, and completing the fusion experiment.

It is a lasting and sustainable fusion experiment.

"Then what do we need to do now?" Zhao Junli looked at Lu Yuan.

"Sell the vr version tomorrow, the more the better." The young man said with a smile.

Also, maybe a long time later, I can tell you a story.

A story called the Human Tinder Project.

But it doesn't work now.
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