365 Days Listening to Books 176-182 (Attachment: Recalling a few small things about playing World of Warcraft)

Saturday, June 25 "Covered Bridge's Last Dreams"

Sunday, June 26 Six Thinking Hats

Monday, June 27 "Five Centimeters Per Second"

"The Reverie of a Lonely Wanderer" Tuesday, June 28

Wednesday, June 29 Clara and the Sun

Thursday, June 30 "The Selfish Gene"

Friday, July 01 "Reminiscence of the Years Like Water"

There was a point in The Selfish Gene that I came across this week that was inspiring to me and made me see the world in a different way. The book says that cells are the shell of genes, and then cells make up life. Genes represent the deepest purpose in life. I think in terms of the id and superego, genes should represent the power of the id. We use the ego to deal with daily life, use the superego to think, and play games with the id. If the ego thinks, therefore I am, does the superego determine our existence? So where did this superego come from? If the superego is ultimately determined by genes, then what is the difference between us and numbered robots except that our programs may be more complex. What is the ego, is it a script? This book really got me thinking.

It would be even sadder to revisit the story of "Clara and the Sun" with these wild thoughts.

Of the 7 books this week, I skipped five centimeters per second. Because I've always wanted to rewatch this animated movie. So this weekend. By the way, find out if you can find "The Garden of Words".

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Attachment: Memories of a few small things about playing World of Warcraft

1

I was one of the first players in World of Warcraft. I rushed in the first day the game was launched, and the first character was a male elf priest.

When the server first started, the atmosphere of the game was very good. Players helped each other to complete tasks. When encountering a strange chat channel that could not be beaten, there were several people who could help you fight together. I met a hunter who at first always teamed up to complete quests, but then he was online for a long time, played well, went to a new map, and I was still grinding around the novice village. I'm too embarrassed to always ask him for help, but when I encounter a really difficult task or monster, if I get close to him, he will definitely come, and he has never let me down once.

Later, when we fought monsters together, I came up with a good piece of equipment, and I insisted on giving it to him. He refused a few times, but he still accepted it. I am very happy and feel that this is also a reward for him for helping me all the time. But suddenly one day he was not online. I left him many times, hoping that one day he would be online again to see and reply, but never got a reply. When I'm on a monster quest in the wild, when I meet other players, I'll ask them if they've met a hunter named so-and-so? I've asked many people, and no one has ever said they know this hunter. It was as if he never existed.

Later, when I reached level 60, and even started a 40-player dungeon, he never appeared again. After a long time, I still remember that one day I used the Dark Shepherd to duel with the flag outside Ironforge. I suddenly thought of him again during the halftime, but I found that I had forgotten his name.

2

At that time, my computer configuration was very poor, the network was not good, and it was very difficult to play World of Warcraft. If you are stuck in the main city, you will not dare to enter. Once you enter, you will be stuck, and you will be repeatedly dropped when you log in again. I always stay up until the early morning on weekends before going to the main city to hand over quests, pick up quests, and buy materials or something.

Because of the card, the next dungeon is always unable to form a team, and even if a team is formed, it will be kicked soon. I basically stayed in the wild and played tasks by myself. I have basically done all the tasks that can be accepted on the mainland, and some tasks need to be downloaded, so I ask the boss to lead them everywhere. There were still many enthusiastic people back then, and the final task could be completed.

I'm finally level 60, and the quests are almost done, and I always stop to help when someone needs help out in the wild. This is also a transmission of love.

3

I don't know if you have tried to take off your bare equipment to play a copy. I tried it once and it was very exciting.

In fact, we didn't take the initiative to strip, because we have been failing in the front, and we have been dead until the equipment is completely red and we don't even have the money to repair it. But we still didn't want to give up, so 5 people stripped naked and said let's fight for the last time. The result is over.

I still remember that we were all very excited about the dungeon, and after a few chats, we realized that the captain was the vice president of the largest guild in our server, and he was playing the trumpet. We got through in the end, all because he directed well. Because apart from him, the four of us are all wandering ghosts in the wild, and have never played this dungeon before, and everyone has played badly. He taught us little by little and literally brought the team out.

I quite admire him.

4

I had my number stolen once.

My friend said that I used my horn to play guild activities, but their pastor didn't come. I lent him the number and went out to find a girlfriend. As a result, when the lingering was halfway through, he called me several times in succession. At first I was very irritable and didn't answer, but finally I answered. On the phone, he told me that my number had been hacked, and he was logging in all the time trying to squeeze the liar out.

My heart is cold. Because this stolen account is the account I have been playing since the first day the game was launched, I don't even have a small account. Although the priest's equipment is not that good, but there are a lot of gadgets on me that I spent a lot of effort to collect. It is a number that I devote myself to, and it is very emotional.

When I finally changed my password and went online again, everything that could be sold in the game was sold, and everything that could be destroyed was destroyed. I stared at the characters on the screen in a daze, at a loss.

My mother was always against me playing games at the time, always scolding me for playing games. But what struck me was that she cried when she came over to figure it out. I asked her why she was crying, and she said that she looked at the characters in the game as if she saw her son being scammed out of money by bad guys.

5

Once I went to an Internet cafe to play World of Warcraft during my lunch break at work. The dungeon didn't go well, and I only played half of it when I was offline.

I said to my teammates in the game: Sorry guys, I have to go offline and go to class.

It’s hard to find pastors, and the team will probably disperse after I leave. They tried to keep me and said, “What class are we taking, we skipped class!”

I was silent for a while and replied: I am the teacher...

It's a true story and has been featured on NGA's hilarious record post.

6

After I went abroad, my work was not very smooth, and I was very depressed after get off work every night. At that time, I still played World of Warcraft every day, which was really disappointing, but it was also a comfort in my life.

But World of Warcraft is getting less and less fun. The auction house’s money must be compared, the guild’s points are exchanged for equipment, the various blacks of the gold group, the magic of Warcraft has given me less and less happiness, and I continue to play, more like a daily habit that continues for so many years.

Until I forgot what version was updated, each player has a small base, where various materials can be harvested, and even fishing does not need to go to the wild, so I abandoned the pit and stopped playing.

7

Some time ago, the nostalgic service of Warcraft became popular again, and I was also moved by the lava heart in the short video. But I finally gave up. Because all the experiences in the past can not be repeated, the warm and friendly, the tenacity, and the sad and disappointed can never be found again.

All the experiences in the past can still be in our minds and can be relived over and over again, which is very good.