Chapter 347 The second awakening microcosm?
Every living thing has the instinct to reject and expel the alien; from the macro to the micro, from the biological to the social, manifestations of this instinct can be seen everywhere.

The powerful repulsive force that Lin You encountered at the conscious level at this moment also belonged to this category.

Because it was too close to the core, the will of the big world sensed the appearance of an "invader" in its consciousness, and thus reacted.

Lin You insisted on taking root and refused to retreat; before long, the repulsive force turned into a killing force. The invisible force that originally pushed Lin You to "far away" suddenly became a bone-chilling cold wind, a blazing flame, and a sharp blade; on the surface, all of them were deadly killing moves that could kill the flesh, but what was used here to destroy Lin You's consciousness.

"It seems that he is not easy to talk to!" The writer muttered to himself, but held the quill pen motionlessly, ignoring the wind, sword and fire that were blowing towards him.

A powerful and majestic will emanates continuously from the pen, turning into the strongest armor on the writer's body; under Lin You's intentional control, the will of the gods, which should have been supreme and overpowering, becomes calm and restrained, and in the face of the hostility of the big world, they always defend but do not attack.

Since you have taken the initiative to come to someone's door to negotiate, you naturally have to show your sincerity in the negotiation; if you clearly need help from others but still go to their territory to show off your strength, isn't that imperialism?

Lin You felt that he could not learn the style of Anglo-Saxon pirates.

Just now, Patrick Morgan’s deliberate efforts failed to trick the writer, so now facing the will of the world, he will naturally not make any mistakes.

Facing the undisguised hostility and continuous offensive, Lin You held his ground steadily. At the same time, he took advantage of the gaps between offensives to continuously transmit his thoughts to the core of the big world's will, expressing his goodwill and intentions.

This is a negotiation, but also a test; a test of the nature of the will of the great world, a test of whether He has the basis for normal communication with the outside world.

Gradually, the attack on Lin You slowed down visibly.

The cold wind died down, the flames dissipated, and the flashes of swords and sabers disappeared. Lin You looked around and found himself surrounded by hundreds of small worlds.

The small worlds around him were of different shapes, some were mountains, some were seas, some were endless deserts, mountain jungles, a floating ship, a planet, and so on. Lin You recognized clearly that all those small worlds were stories integrated into the big world; looking at the scene in front of him, he thought he was in the Garden of Eden observing the small world "sand table".

Each of the story worlds was shrunk, shaped like balls of light no bigger than a basketball; the balls of light surrounded Lin You, floating aimlessly. When the writer observed them, they also silently observed the writer - like blinking hundreds of eyes.

This process of "mutual observation" lasted for an unknown amount of time. When Lin You began to feel impatient, a voice finally broke the silence: "I know you, the writer."

"I know you, too, Great World Will." Lin You responded, "What should I call you? I feel like the phrase 'Great World Will' is a bit too long and too difficult to pronounce."

"I don't know what to call myself. I have many names in my mind: Gaia, Theia, Epo..." The voice of the Great World Will was heavy and slow, and even sounded a little stuttering, as if every word and every thought took Him a lot of energy and time; "I don't think these names are suitable, but it doesn't matter, you can pick any one to call me."

"I don't like those names either. They bring back a lot of bad memories." The author was not deliberately obeying the other party, but he really didn't like these names derived from myths such as Olympus or the Pantheon. "Since you are the big world, why don't I call you Mondes in Latin."

The will of the greater world did not deny it, it seemed to acquiesce, or perhaps it really did not care about the title.

As the conversation continued, Lin You found that the scene around him began to change; the light balls from the small worlds flew towards him in a queue, allowing him to constantly shuttle between the small worlds.

Starting from the earliest mythological world, to Aesop's fables, Grimm's fairy tales, Saint Seiya, Caribbean Sea, etc. If you observe carefully, you will find that the changing scenes are distinguished in the order of integration into the big world, and come one after another.

Looking at his own "work performance", the writer did not feel much sense of accomplishment, but was secretly nervous; this scene was very much like a negotiating opponent checking your work history and project qualifications in person.

When two consecutive scenes from "Treasure Island" flashed by, Lin You's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

When the scene changed to the DC story world and the scene appeared where the writer assisted God in gaining control of the story world, the will of the big world spoke again: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Lin You responded loudly: "Cooperation. Cooperation based on sincerity and win-win." At this point, he subconsciously stopped talking and waited nervously for the other party's response.

Negotiation is not about throwing out all your cards at once; it is about constant probing. When facing a new opponent you have never dealt with before, you must test the other party's sincerity and bottom line; you must even test the other party's understanding ability and thinking logic. The huge difference in thinking logic and understanding ability often plays a decisive role in the outcome of the negotiation. This was the case when Hernan Cortes conquered the Aztecs, and it was also the case when the Qing Dynasty failed in the Opium War.

The Great World Will - or rather, Mondes responded: "Your 'sincerity'... is not worth mentioning; but I want to know the details of the win-win situation."

Although the other party's attitude was very impolite, Lin You felt relieved in his heart; because being able to say this meant that the will of the big world was willing to negotiate with him, and that both sides had similar thinking logic.

It's good to be able to talk, which means things have a good start; as for the extent of the talks and the conditions in the future, we can slowly discuss and strive for it later. If we can't even talk, there is no chance to strive for it.

"Our idea is simple: to jointly grow and stabilize the big world, so that all participants can have a stable place to live." The writer said loudly, "The existence of the big world is our common interest; the gods need the big world, I need the big world, and you need the big world even more."

Mondes didn't speak for a long time, but Lin You noticed that the speed of the scene changes around him was unconsciously accelerated. These scenes were the "dreams" or "thoughts" of the big world. The changes in the scenes showed that the other party was thinking seriously at the moment, and his mind was complicated.

Time passed slowly, Lin You did not urge him, but waited quietly; he did not expect to settle things with just a few words. In the real dimension, a little profit can make people sacrifice their lives, not to mention the interests of an entire world, which also involves the complex relationship between the gods and the will of the big world.

The great world was created by the gods, and the will of the great world was born relying on the great world; the will of the great world does not belong to the gods, but both sides have a certain degree of claim to the great world.

The "ethics" and "logical contradictions" involved are hundreds of times more complicated than the cloning technology and artificial intelligence developed by humans in the real dimension.

"Can you represent the opinions of the gods?" asked Mendes.

"Of course, the quill pen in my hand can testify to this." The person holding the pen was justified; the supreme god of each pantheon had attached his own will to the quill pen, and no matter who obtained the legal right to use the pen, it meant that he had obtained the common recognition of all gods.

But the Great World Will did not seem to agree, or rather, it had some doubts about this; He asked: "If you are the representative of the gods, why is there a second negotiator? Are you together?"

"Who is the second negotiator?" Lin You was confused; looking around, he only saw the changing scenes of various story worlds, and did not see any other visitors from the material plane.

"So you two are on different paths." Mendes seemed to be muttering to himself.

"Who is the other negotiator you are talking about? Can I meet him?" Lin You asked quickly.

Mendes seemed to be oblivious to the writer's request, and continued in a slow and heavy voice, "First reach a consensus, then come to me!"

The sound was getting farther and farther away, and the illusion of the little story world around me was gradually becoming blurred and dim.

Lin You was anxious: "Who is the other party? Let me meet him. Didn't you ask us to reach a consensus internally? You have to let me meet him before we can reach a consensus, right?"

There was dead silence all around, no response, and the illusion quickly dissipated amid the writer's shouting.

The writer was forced out of the core of consciousness of the will of the great world. This time, the fog around him did not change at all, and he could not see any "dream", which meant that he had lost the signpost leading to the core of consciousness.

The will of the greater world proactively cut off and rejected the writer’s connection.

At this moment, Lin You sensed energy fluctuations coming from another direction deep in the fog; considering what Mondes said when he left, he immediately realized that this energy was most likely the so-called "another negotiator."

Strangely, this energy felt inexplicably familiar to Lin You.

Small universe!
(End of this chapter)