Why it never ends

Chapter 292 Principles
Su Lei chuckled twice, "It's not that bad... Where did you hear these stories?"

"When I was in college, I specifically took the folk culture course of District No.12. Although it was an elective, I spent a lot of time on this course." Stella replied, "Do you know why?"

"You like hearing these fairy tales?"

"I like it, but that's not the main reason." Stella looked ahead, "'When people believe in their own stories, the order described by the stories will continue'-this is my introduction to this class I heard it in the book, and I copied it in my diary, which is always fresh in these years."

"How to say?"

"If you spend a little time thinking about the storylines in the myths of District [-], you will find a lot of intriguing metaphors. For example, the title of Daihe, she was not always an 'earth god'. Three centuries ago, archaeologists from In the ruins of the temple in the [-]th district, stone tablets used for sacrifices in the pre-Black Iron Age were found. On most of the inscriptions, people call Daihe the "Mother God"-she split the mountains and rivers, created all things, and used her own image Created the world's first human being...but in the middle of the Iron Age, Dehe was suddenly downgraded to 'Goddess of the Earth'.

"The image of Daihe is very divided. Most of the time, her image is kind and chaotic. She can't tell good from evil. She is always deceived and used by others, thus bringing disasters to the world. But in some necessary She is also very cunning, full of jealousy and conspiracy;
"Later, in order to satisfy her own vanity, Dehe unintentionally caused a great flood that swept the world. When the disaster passed, she sank into the ground out of guilt for mankind, and let her twelve daughters make trouble in the world. In the end, these daughters They were also expelled and imprisoned... It took a great price for Urby to restore all order.

"Don't you think this is contradictory? It is also said in the myth that Alecto, the 'Punisher', inherited his keenness and wisdom from his mother—if Dehe was so stupid, why would it take so much trouble for Urby to get him back?" Alecto thrown into the river of time?

"These questions once troubled me very much. I thought hard, but I still couldn't solve them. Until one day, I suddenly realized a possibility—"

"These fairy tales have been tampered with." Su Lei said softly.

"Yes!" Stella looked at Si Lei, "For example, do you think Alecto is really a child? Although most of the myths are fabricated, don't forget that the wars that happened in many myths happened in reality. There are prototypes.

"Why do storytellers write Alecto as a child? Can a six or seven-year-old girl really command a battle and repel the armies of the gods three times in a row? Wouldn't it be more reasonable to write her as a grown woman? But you As long as the story is re-understood from the perspective of 'tampering', everything will be smooth.

"Alecto—no matter where the story prototype of this mythical character comes from, she has indeed defeated the enemies who came to invade many times. She has won, and her victory is so famous that it cannot be erased. Therefore, in the story, She has become a child, she has power, but her power is intuitive, like an untamed beast, it is a kind of divine power that cannot be reproduced, so it cannot be imitated by other women.

"Jinzhi——I can almost imagine that there must have been one or a group of women at that time, and they really used some wonderful tricks to guard the temple of Daihe. Similarly, because their achievements are too dazzling, so dazzling It cannot be erased, so at the end of the story, they are given the virtue of "keeping chastity"-you see, the smarter and braver a woman is, the more she knows how to keep her chastity.

"But it's lucky, because at least you can still read their stories, unlike Alecto's eleven sisters, whose stories have disappeared... I learned their names and little biographical details from Tor's background.

"On what ground did they fight? For what convictions did they shed their blood? What did they feel joy, sorrow or remorse for? We will never know, because when we read about them, they have Became a wandering spirit on the Sea of ​​Void... all day taking pleasure in raiding ships.

"Myths are stories, and news reports are the same. How you construct your story, the order in the story will extend to reality..." Stella leaned on the co-pilot's seat, looking at the road ahead, "Erby There will be no more Alecto in the [-]th district under the rule, but there will be in my pen."

For a moment, Su Lei had mixed feelings.At the next red light intersection, she suddenly said, "...Are you seriously violating the principles of news writing?"

Stella laughed, "Before asking whether a certain principle was followed in torture, I think we should at least first look at who formulated this principle, who made the decision, and how it was implemented in practice... And didn't I already declare it?

"Every word I write is pure fiction."

……

At night, Palan visited again.

She brought expensive desserts for Sophie and Ende, and after gently wiping away Sophie's tears and patiently comforting her, she wrapped up the remaining piece of cake, "Where's Eureka?"

"On the terrace?" Ende replied.

"I'm going to see her," Palan said, looking at his watch, "and then I have to go too."

"Are you in a hurry? I can deliver the cake for you."

Palan mentioned the cake, "Thank you, I'd better go say hello to her, she's here."

"The terrace is on the second floor, go straight from the stairs and turn right—"

"I know, dear," Palan laughed. "I've lived here for days."

She went upstairs calmly, and once again saw Hesta lying flat on the deck chair on the terrace. It was already dark, but Hesta was still wearing a blindfold, obviously sleeping from the afternoon until now.

Palan approached and coughed lightly.

Hesta pushed the blindfold on his forehead sleepily, "...Oh, here you are."

"Come on, eat something." Palan glanced at Hesta's body, "...Are you having a fever?"

"The wound is inflamed." Hesta whispered, "It will be a little worse at night, but it doesn't matter."

"I recommend that you consider terminating the program."

Hesta's expression didn't change, she half-opened her eyes, "Why?"

"Your current state is very unsuitable for high-precision combat," Palan said softly, "Your goal is not only to avoid being caught during the action, but if your identity is revealed, there will be serious consequences."

"Ah."

"I have to remind you," Palanwen said, "If you are really exposed, I will take some necessary measures against you—this is also my duty."

(End of this chapter)