I once glimpsed the ultimate answer to the universe in a particle accelerator,
The next second, he was blasted by the explosion before the prehistoric universe took shape.
There is no Pangu here, and there is no heaven and earth.
There is only the primitive origin surging in boundless chaos.
I found myself a speck of dust in the chaos,
But consciousness can quietly resonate with the original origin.
Just when I was laughing at this absurd situation,
The eternal sigh suddenly sounded in the deep chaotic space——
How can a speck of dust be conscious?
The ancient times have not yet been opened up, and the great road has not yet been revealed.
In the chaos, the invisible giant is hidden, and the innate supreme being is gestating.
A mote of consciousness from a foreign land becomes the only "accident" in the torrent of chaos.
Reader comments
I feel like this is a good book. I can't understand the first few chapters, which is about describing the chaos. But it gets better after Chapter 5. I feel so anxious. Maybe it's because I haven't read enough, and the world view hasn't been fully revealed yet.
I feel like this is a good book. I can't understand the first few chapters, which is about describing the chaos. But it gets better after Chapter 5. I feel so anxious. Maybe it's because I haven't read enough, and the world view hasn't been fully revealed yet.