Chapter 505

Mrs. Larry is like a poet standing on the big stage of the Covent opera house. Her voice is melodious and loud, especially pleasant to hear. Her singing seemed to infect the savages not far away and make them excited.

"God Si is on earth, descendants of Vail, take this oath..."

When the savage's savage language and Mrs. Larry's language were mixed together and then introduced into Aoki's ears, although they were still different languages, the expressed meanings had highly overlapped, and the savage language sounded more harmonious and in line with the rhythm of poetry.

"I will lift up my spear, and anyone who stands in the way of your return can throw it to pieces even on the mountain! I will pull full bowstrings, and anyone who destroys my holy land can shoot it down for days!..."

The sound here grew louder and louder, and the sound waves passed through the open valley to the forest land opposite. The savages over there were also affected, and the rhythm and tone changed significantly.

First, the same loud voice came from situ's direction, which should be consistent with the rhythm here, like the echo of the past waves here, but the languages on both sides are slightly different, just like a Cantonese and a Bashu people reciting the same poem in dialect.

Then the savages on the other side joined in.

"... I turn my hands into fighting; I turn my blood into Liquan. I will be with the holy land from generation to generation until the day of God's return..."

The people of the three tribes speak different languages, but they keep the same rhythm and sing the same poetry. Their sound waves rose higher and higher, and the three kinds of sound waves collided in the middle Valley, merged and resonated, and became stronger sound waves rolling in all directions.

Even petru, who had always disdained, began to sing along at the moment:

"God Si is on earth, descendants of Vail, take this oath..."

Aoki felt a spiritual energy surging in the air with people's singing. The starry sky also became blurred, and the dark and quiet divine wood stick in his hand buzzed.

"This is the energy of unified will!"

Situ didn't know when he came over, sat down by the campfire, picked up the charred fish, stripped off the scorched black outside, took out a small piece of salt, wiped it on the fish twice, then tore off one, put it in his mouth, nodded with satisfaction, and handed the salt to Qingmu.

Aoki also imitated his appearance and put some salt on the fish. The taste was much better than before.

"If you're not there, won't there be any problem?" Aoki asked.

"Don't doubt their faith. Although they are barbaric, they are more pious than any religious believer on earth." situ smiled.

"What did you just say, unity of will?"

"Pious people have more simple thoughts. When they sing the oath, they have no other thoughts in their hearts. This is the power of faith, which can also be said to be the source of the power of religion."

"Do you mean that religious belief gains strength through the believer's... Spirit...?"

Situ took out the bones from the fish, put the fish into his mouth and chewed it carefully. His movements are elegant. Even eating wild fish can make people think he is elegant.

"You can imagine what happens when people all over the world have the same idea at the same time and have no other thoughts?"

"It depends on what you think."

"For example, the earth is round."

"The earth is round."

"Well, the earth is square."

Aoki saw situ's slightly cunning smile at the corner of his mouth and didn't understand what it meant. He was originally a lazy man and was very reluctant to follow other people's ideas, but he thought about it.

"The earth will become square!" he was startled by the idea he came up with, but then found that it was a probable thing. "Everyone has the same idea at the same time, without any other distractions and external interference, then people will fall into an illusion similar to a dream, or a dream, where they will create a square earth."

Situ nodded and said, "not only that, in order to make the existence of Fang's earth reasonable, they will create a cosmic environment and physical laws suitable for Fang's earth, and then use experimental and computational methods to prove that the earth is Fang."

Aoki certainly knows that this is a very absurd thing, but when he thinks about it carefully, he finds that it is logically valid, so he can't help but have a headache.

"What are you suggesting? Do you want to say that our world is just an illusion created by people? Or do we all live in a dream?"

Situ shook his head and said, "I'm not sure. I just want to say that if everyone thinks the earth is square, the earth can be square. Just like the people of these tribes, ask them whether the world is square or round."

Aoki didn't bother the savage's pious singing, but he could guess without asking: "like the ancients, they would think the world was flat, or just call it square."

Situ said, "but in fact, we don't know whether the world is square or round. Maybe it's right to say flat, because a Klein bottle is flat. No matter how the earth fluctuates, it's flat for an ant. No matter how complex the high-dimensional world is, it's also relatively flat for three-dimensional creatures."

"You mean time?" Aoki seems to understand something. "For us, time is flat, and from the perspective of high dimension, time also has ups and downs."

Situ smiled and said, "are you influenced by Professor Mei?"

Aoki was stunned. He didn't understand why situ said so, but he had to admit that these physical concepts were really influenced by the professor.

He doesn't want to talk anymore. The main reason is that he doesn't like guessing puzzles. He talks like playing charades. He's very tired. After saying this for a while, he would be sleepy and have no cigarettes. It would be nice if he could smoke in his dream, but he can't even dream. He can't go to Mrs. Larry's dream and say I borrow your place to smoke and smoke.

Aoki asked bluntly, "how will the war be fought tomorrow? The guy opposite looks very strong."

"I just came to discuss this matter with you," situ said, handing over the scepter. "Look at My scepter. How much can you use it?"

Aoki didn't expect situ to be so cheerful. Mrs. Larry had borrowed his Scepter before, and he gave it without saying a word. However, because Mrs. Larry is not an awakener, it makes sense, but Aoki is now one of the three leaders who also have the scepter. He knows what the scepter means best.

Qingmu naturally won't take advantage of him, so when he took the scepter, he also handed over his ebony scepter.

He held situ's silver scepter, which felt completely different from his ebony scepter. Ebony stick feels soft, like wood, and this tentacle is cold, like stone or metal. Although the surface of the silver stick is also coated, there are many stone textures and dark spots inside, which is a bit like an ore with high metal content.

Aoki tried and found that this Scepter was not as easy to use as his ebony scepter, and the mental power that he could call was much smaller, but the consciousness that went deep into the savage's mind like tentacles disappeared. He guessed whether it could only be used for the people of his own tribe, so he tried to use the scepter to sense the consciousness of the people of the tribe over there, but he didn't know whether it was too far away or the method he used, and he didn't succeed.

He returned the scepter to situ: "forget it, you can't work well. You'd better be a general tomorrow."

Situ also gave the ebony staff back to Qingmu. He didn't say how much he could use it. He just smiled and said, "let's be a hem and ha second general. Tomorrow morning, our two tribes will be together. The aborigines opposite are better than us and need to be careful."

He said and stood up. "You should rest early. Don't worry about these savages. They don't have distractions when singing poetry. It's equivalent to most of their body and brain are at rest."

Situ left. Qingmu listened to him and fell asleep by the fire, holding the scepter in his hand.

He thought the next day would be a great war, but when the stars came to an end and the red sun came out, he and situ met, but the savages opposite retreated.

The lingering sound of singing all night still lingers in the valley forest.