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I stepped into a vast space that resembled a scene from a science fiction movie, illuminated by flickering azure lights. After a long exploration, I finally found the location of the "Consciousness Furnace." This colossal structure occupied the center of the entire space, emanating an unsettling glow, with countless pipes extending from it like a spider's web, connecting to an unseen darkness.
I cautiously approached, my heart pounding like a drum. The machine loomed before me like a giant metallic monster, radiating an ominous aura. I could sense it was drawing something in, and what flowed through those pipes were likely the dreams of countless people.
"Impressive, Gu Qing."
A voice suddenly echoed behind me, startling me so much that I nearly jumped. I spun around to find the company's founder standing there, his face adorned with a calm smile. He looked completely unfazed, as if he had anticipated my arrival here all along.
"Is this how you treat your guests?" I forced myself to remain composed, attempting to mask my inner tension with humor.
The founder chuckled softly. "You are no longer a guest, Gu Qing. You are the first person to find this place, and I believe you deserve to know the truth."
He took a few steps forward and stood beside the "Consciousness Furnace," gently caressing its cold metallic surface. "This is my masterpiece, 'Dream Utopia.' Here, everyone can escape their pain and troubles and live a truly happy life."
I frowned. "By controlling everyone's consciousness? That's merely a form of enslavement."
The founder shook his head. "You are too naive, Gu Qing. Humanity needs guidance; it needs control. Only then can we avoid war and conflict and achieve true peace."
"Peace?" I scoffed. "What meaning does such peace hold when it strips away human free will?"
"Free will?" the founder countered. "Do you really believe humanity possesses free will? Aren't our every decision shaped by our experiences, environment, and even our genes?"
I was momentarily speechless but quickly retorted, "Even so, we should have the right to choose, even if that choice leads to suffering."
The Founder sighed, "What good is suffering? Look at this world—war, famine, disease... the history of humanity is a history of suffering. But in 'Dream Utopia', everyone can have everything they desire."
Thus began an intense philosophical debate between us. We argued about the meanings of freedom and control, happiness and pain, reality and dreams. As the discussion deepened, I gradually realized that the Founder was not a pure demon. He simply had his own twisted logic and beliefs, convinced that he was doing the right thing.
But I knew I could not let his plans succeed. I began to secretly observe the "Consciousness Furnace", trying to uncover its weaknesses. Years of psychological training had given me a unique understanding of human consciousness, and I believed this could help me crack the control code of this machine.
The Founder continued to passionately describe his ideals while I focused intently on analyzing the operation of the "Consciousness Furnace". Suddenly, I noticed a peculiar phenomenon: every time the Founder mentioned a certain keyword, the machine would produce a slight fluctuation.
My heart raced. This might be the breakthrough! I began to consciously steer the conversation, coaxing the Founder into uttering those keywords. Each time, I could feel the machine's response.
Finally, after a series of attempts, I discovered a flaw in the code of the "Consciousness Furnace". This flaw was like a hidden switch; once triggered, it could destroy the entire system.
Just as I was preparing to act, a piercing alarm suddenly blared. The Founder's expression changed dramatically. "Impossible! How could the Dream Virus's defense system..."
I realized that my probing actions had likely triggered some kind of defense mechanism. The entire space began to shake violently, as if it were about to collapse.
The Founder frantically operated the console. "Damn it! The self-repair mechanism of Dream World has been activated. Gu Qing, what have you done?"
I did not respond but seized this opportunity to quickly input a complex string of code. The "Consciousness Furnace" emitted a massive roar before suddenly ceasing operation.
The Founder looked at me in disbelief. "You... you destroyed it..."
I took a deep breath. "Yes, I destroyed it. Because no one should have the power to control another's mind, even if it's done with good intentions."
With the collapse of the "Consciousness Furnace", the entire space began to disintegrate. I felt a wave of dizziness as my consciousness gradually faded. Before losing awareness, I caught a glimpse of a relieved smile on the founder's face.
Perhaps, deep down, he understood that this "Dream Utopia" was a mistake.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself lying in the company lounge. Everything around me had returned to normal, as if the previous experience had been nothing but a dream.
But I knew it was not a dream. I reached into my pocket and felt a small metal fragment; it was a piece of the "Consciousness Furnace."
This world remained filled with pain and struggle, but at least we had the freedom to face it all.
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