Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone Chapter 956 717: Mysteries Perfected, the Four Symbols Tribulation

Lu Xuanji remained in a stupor, engulfed by utter bewilderment.

Gazing at this realm, he struggled to separate reality from mere illusion.

Could he truly be existing within a game-like world?

Back then, somebody posed a question to the teacher: "Why do people grow taller?"

In college later on, he threw the same query at his classmates, and one replied, "Why do characters level up in a game?"

He recalled the teacher's response back then: "Because cells grow and divide."

The classmate answered his own query: "Because the character's experience is growing."

Equating cell growth to the accumulation of character experience sends chills down the spine when pondered deeply, for game experience gets designed by humans—does that mean cell growth follows a fixed script too?

Studies indicate that human consciousness doesn't exist from birth but enters the body at some point after.

Doesn't that send chills when pondered deeply?

Earth falls under someone's control, and so does human consciousness.

No matter how advanced human thinking becomes, it never surpasses ten percent. Within our minds, the notion of greed always arises, chaining humans and stifling true thought creation.

Right now, controlling so-called lower spaces eludes us, since anything beneath three dimensions counts as lower-dimensional beings. Spaces entwine without isolation. Lower realms stay imperceptible, and Cosmic Law forbids higher realms from direct meddling in the lower ones.

Such thoughts churned Lu Xuanji's mind into chaos.

His spirit wavered, his Magical Power surged wildly, starting to fade away.

His cultivation base began crumbling, losing its former might and steadily breaking apart.

Qinglian rushed ahead, channeling spells onto Lu Xuanji's form while crying out, "Husband, wake up at once!"

Lu Xuanji appeared half-awake in his daze, murmuring, "I can't grasp what's going on or why it's like this! Confusion traps me in those classic philosophical riddles: who am I, where am I, where am I headed. Before, I believed I had it all figured out."

"Yet now, I see I understood nothing!"

"Qinglian, perhaps we dwell in an illusory realm, trapped inside a game named Purple Mansion World, fully immersed in this virtual reality that we've lost sight of the true one. In the real world, we might just be overworked corporate drones!"

Qinglian furrowed her brow lightly, grasping little of it.

Terms like virtual games or corporate slaves escaped her.

Yet she still inquired, "Husband, what exactly do you mean?"

Lu Xuanji replied, "I'm wondering how to prove this world's falseness. If we're trapped in illusion, how do we glimpse the genuine outer reality? If this realm is a massive virtual game, how do I escape the simulation and awaken straight away!"

In 1981, American philosopher Hilary Putnam unveiled a chilling idea: Place a human brain in nutrient fluid, link all its nerves to a computer, and through simulated code, that person would swear they inhabit a genuine world! Known as the "brain-in-a-vat" thought experiment.

Later, this idea hit screens in the sci-fi film The Matrix, where AI dunked humans into vats, crafting a programmed virtual realm where all believed in its reality, while actually serving as mere power sources for the machines.

Mulling these over, Lu Xuanji reflected aloud, "If every sensation stems from code, then code always harbors bugs. Spotting one lets us confirm if our world holds true reality."

"First off, even the mightiest computer has finite processing speed. Evidence points to the program's max velocity matching light speed if simulated. Should humans ever exceed light speed, the world's truth gets proven."

"Second, every stunning graphic in code builds from basic pixels. Zoom in further on those pixels, and you see distinct dots, not seamless imagery anymore."

"Finally, to conserve power, code often skips details on minor elements until focused upon. Quantum mechanics mirrors this: particles linger in 'quantum superposition' sans observer, collapsing to definite states upon scrutiny. The parallels glare."

"From this logic, a virtual world's code might botch certain details, exposing tiny flaws."

Lu Xuanji shared these speculations.

Hearing his words, Qinglian felt amused yet still inquired, "Husband, can you verify the world's truth?"

Lu Xuanji replied, "Not yet sufficient, I'm unsure. My cultivation remains too low, barring me from speculation. Should this world be illusory, my ascension to the Immortal Realm would signal breaking free from the illusion, my awakening, or perhaps instant dissipation. The Immortal Realm dwarfs this place in scale, after all, with far higher costs to simulate it fully!"

Qinglian heard this and laughed lightly, responding, "The summer insect cannot grasp winter's talk; countless matters require no pondering or knowing. Upon achieving Immortality, or becoming Immortal Realm titans, we'll naturally hold the authority to question if the world is real or false!"