The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician
Chapter 309 - 195 Magic: Preview of the Sky Pavilion_2

Chapter 309: Chapter 195 Magic: Preview of the Sky Pavilion_2

"Your meaning is..." Fox furrowed his brows slightly, seeming to grasp something, but this entirely new method of hypnosis was strikingly fantastical.

"It’s a kind of hypnosis like the Sky Pavilion, without increasing the Hypnosis Sensitivity, nor deepening the degree of hypnosis. We can’t hypnotize the people of Lonely City to reach the first four states of hypnosis, but we can make them directly enter the fifth and sixth states, achieving illusions," Jiang Shu continued.

"What... are you planning to do?" Fox looked at Jiang Shu, filled with a sense of unfamiliarity.

At that moment, Jiang Shu’s face still bore his usual smile, but his eyes were different, entirely unlike before.

As if he had discovered some interesting toy.

"Create a truly logical and self-consistent history," Jiang Shu said slowly, "As long as they believe one thing, that’s enough."

"What thing?" Fox felt he could no longer keep up with Jiang Shu’s line of thought.

In the past, whatever the plan, Fox could immediately understand as soon as Jiang Shu started, and he would be able to deduce and plan the entire matter.

But now, what Jiang Shu was saying became more and more incomprehensible to him.

"Make them believe that the Lonely City beneath their feet is merely virtual data, just a ’immersive game’ created by the Main Brain, and that in reality, they are nothing but ’Players’ bred in nutrient pods," Jiang Shu continued, his soft, slow voice revealing a terrifying idea, "And then one day... ’awaken’ them, and at that time, it will be when the Main Brain is most vulnerable."

"You..." Fox swallowed hard. He had initially just felt that whatever Jiang Shu was plotting was bound to be horrific, but he had not thought that both Jiang Shu’s goals and methods would be so dreadful.

He just murmured: "But... why would anyone believe you?"

"Because the history of Lonely City is just too frail," Jiang Shu shrugged, "Though it’s said that history is written by the victors, clearly those who wrote your history lacked standards."

Jiang Shu remembered the historical materials he saw in prison, and the historian who had lost his mind, Duan Xun.

The history of Lonely City, after widespread manipulation, had become completely unrecognizable. Under these circumstances, it wasn’t impossible to replace it with another piece of history that was logical and self-consistent.

"No, just with you... can you really fabricate another credible history outside the historical framework of Lonely City?" Fox understood the meaning in Jiang Shu’s words and what he sought to achieve.

To construct a brand new history, and to embed it into the collective subconscious of the people of Lonely City, then make a reasonable alteration at the end of this history.

Combined with what Jiang Shu had just said about "virtual," "game," "reality," "Main Brain"...

The likely finale of this history could well be:

Humanity, having completed a technological revolution, created the perfect form of artificial intelligence—the Main Brain, after which the consciousness of all humanity was forced into the false world constructed by the Main Brain.

When everyone believes, that’s when the hypnosis is completed.

At that moment, a snap of the fingers, virtual and reality would completely invert.

The people of Lonely City would treat everything about Lonely City as virtual, and when they open their eyes, what they see will be the Positive Illusion and Negative Visual Hallucination that Jiang Shu has concocted.

"Fabricating history? I can handle that," Jiang Shu didn’t directly answer Fox but simply smiled lightly.

History...

Does it even need to be fabricated?

The six million years of history that the human civilization on Earth has evolved, that is a logically absolutely self-consistent piece of history because it really exists.

"Even if I don’t consider the success rate of you fabricating the history, the success rate of this matter..." Fox’s brows were still deeply furrowed.

From his deductions now, this task seemed even more difficult than directly destroying the Three Major Groups and the Main Brain by means of war.

"Very low," Jiang Shu acknowledged, "but the odds of success using war measures are zero."

This was something Clo had already told him with his own experience; it seemed that the easiest-looking means of warfare were actually impossible.

The intrinsic Character Card system had fundamentally eliminated the possibility of a violent revolution, the entire Combat Sequence was in the enemy’s hands, and they also lacked the military equipment capable of producing generational differences.

Moreover, he lacked the ability to effect change by violent means, a fact he knew all too well.

Even Clo, who claimed to have a natural gift for military matters (although self-proclaimed), had been thwarted, so what right did he, a Magician capable only of performing a bit of Magic, have to walk the same path?

The essence of magic is deception, and all a magician can do well is deceive.

These gentle, not violent methods were more suitable for him.

"But I do not have only one chance," Jiang Shu suddenly said a sentence that confused the fox even more.

"Hmm?" The fox, upon hearing this, immediately froze. He blinked, puzzled, looking at the Jiang Shu in front of him.

"What is the process of hypnosis?" Jiang Shu asked another question, interrupting the fox’s train of thought.

"Induction of hypnosis, leading, deepening, confirming the degree of hypnosis, and if it is not deep enough, continue to deepen until reaching the level suitable for starting ’therapy’, begin ’therapy’, then finally remove hypnosis," the fox answered without hesitation, it was a reflexive response.

That was his daily work as a hypnotist.

"That’s what I am going to do next," Jiang Shu continued, looking towards the distant sky.

Perhaps, he could perform a magic trick that would deceive everyone.

It was interesting, difficult, but not impossible.

Now, he began to understand what Clo meant by "only you can do it."

Some things perhaps truly could only be accomplished by him, a magician from the Otherworld.

"Let’s call it...’Sky Tower’." Jiang Shu murmured and then chuckled to himself,

The fox didn’t hear clearly and asked subconsciously, "What did you say?"

"Nothing," Jiang Shu shook his head, not repeating himself.

"So what do we do next?" the fox continued.

Jiang Shu turned around, placed a finger to his lips in a silencing gesture, then whispered, "Like before, everything according to our previous plan, we can’t let the Main Brain have any doubt, we need to keep going under its rules."

"So—" he looked at the fox and said, "Now, you must completely forget the matter I just mentioned. I need to hypnotize you, to alter this memory."

"Why?" the fox froze again, "Don’t you need my help this time?"

"I do need it, but until I am certain about some things, you cannot have this memory," Jiang Shu said, and then apologized first, "Sorry."

The fox was silent for a while, then finally nodded and said, "Go ahead."

"Thank you. After I have confirmed some things, I will tell you again," Jiang Shu expressed his gratitude, then began the hypnosis process.

With the cooperation of the fox himself, hypnotizing the fox was not difficult, and the fox’s subconscious surrender of ownership of the memory made Jiang Shu’s task of erasing it remarkably easy.

Moments later, the fox came to his senses, staring blankly at Jiang Shu in front of him. His familiarity with hypnosis allowed him to immediately realize what Jiang Shu had done, so he frowned and asked, "Did you hypnotize me? What did you do?"

"Here." Jiang Shu handed over a folded piece of paper, "You wrote this to yourself."

The fox unfolded the note, and on it was his own handwriting: Jiang Shu told you his real plan, but you cannot be involved now, so he hypnotized you and erased your memory. Do not seek the answers until he informs you again, trust him.

At the bottom, there was a symbol specific to him, the meaning of which only he knew.

There was nothing wrong with the note.

The fox made that judgment in his mind.

Moreover, if it wasn’t with his own cooperation, no one could hypnotize him and erase his memory.

So...

He looked towards Jiang Shu, who lay bathed in the sunlight like a statue of a thinker.

What exactly was Smile planning to do?

That he could make his former self take such measures?

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