"Dublin is beautiful, isn't it?"

When Joyce said this, he was sitting on the Ferris wheel in the city's amusement park, staring at the beautiful and magnificent scenery outside, and said happily.

"Indeed. It looks beautiful, gentle and varied."

Beiyuan and Feng lowered their eyes, looked at the scenery outside, and answered softly.

There are huge stars in the sky, and there are almost no traces of so-called human cities on the ground.

Those quiet cities composed of stars and the universe gradually became distant and unfamiliar, as if they were being irresistibly dispersed during the expansion of the universe. In the end, all the scenes became weird and unfamiliar in the twisted and looping time and space,

It has become a random smear of brilliant light, permeating this "universe".

The straight lines of the city become distorted, and the tall ones become short and curled up, as if they have become another completely different but closely related animal in the field of vision.

But it was at this moment that something became increasingly clear - like a carefully designed puzzle whose existence can only be discovered from a specific angle.

"The spark lit up."

Joyce said beside him, almost putting his face against the transparent atmosphere of the planet, his light blue eyes reflecting the gradually brightening city.

Yes, planet. The Ferris wheel here is not a clumsy pole with a big circle spinning in the conventional sense, but a celestial structure similar to that of the solar system - only it has been shrunk countless times.

The so-called Ferris wheel cockpit is a transparent planet, and they are sitting in such a strange planet. The driving core of the entire Ferris wheel is a young star that is emitting light and heat.

All "cockpits" spontaneously follow the core rotation, and at the same time rotate relatively softly and stably, ensuring that viewers can see the 360-degree scenery below without any blind spots even if they are not moving. They can even see the graceful rotation around the cockpit.

cute satellite.

Beautiful and exquisite, so beautiful that there are no words to say.

"This city also has its residents. It's just that it is a dream of Dublin, so Dubliners can only become residents of this city in their dreams."

Joyce muttered, with bright expectation in his eyes:

"I hope they will like this dream. I have left many puzzles in this dream, and many secrets about human beings. Ah, I can't wait to see what they will find in the dream!

"

The Transcendent looked with satisfaction at the city he had built bit by bit, the Dublin he had built. He looked like a snake looking at the nest he had finally built, and even wanted to get in and hibernate for a century.

He tried many new ideas in this city, trying to put some literary expressions and some cinematic expressions into this city.

He tried to connect human subconscious dreams with the city. He even tried to make mysterious celestial bodies match the city in strange forms. He even moved the rules of quantum uncertainty to the macroscopic realm.

Here he dismantled the definition of human "city" and the definition of "architecture". He even wanted to dismantle more things and integrate more things into this place with his extraordinary talent and talent.

——Look, what an amazing miracle Mr. James Joyce has created in this barren world! This deviant human being actually pulled the universe into the human world!

"This is the universe. Kitahara, do you understand? When we raise our heads and look at the starry sky, we will think: how insignificant human beings are compared to it."

Joyce closed his eyes and suddenly spoke in a dazed tone.

He cannot see these specific scenes, and there are no clear outlines of things in his world.

Everything that this person knows and constructs in his spiritual world may appear to a person with "normal vision" as a chaotic motley.

"But I brought all these things that are too great to be imagined and brought them to a place within people's reach. Look, a Ferris wheel made of a star system, a roller coaster made of comets, and a slide made of space-time curved surfaces...the so-called starry sky'

The constraints of reverence do not exist here."

"Would the Irish like this place?" he asked.

"Maybe not."

Kitahara and Kaede looked at their friend quietly for a while, and after confirming that the other party really wanted a sincere answer from an outsider, they spoke softly.

Joyce did not speak. He just stood silently, as if he had known this for a long time. His pair of light blue eyes opened at some point, staring at the twisting and flowing arc-shaped light in the space outside.

Kitahara and Kaede were still talking in an orderly manner:

"For them, this place is just a dream. It is the only place where they can take a break in this tired world. They don't want to continue to tire their brains to analyze so many things. And..."

"It's not just a big, complex city, it's a living, breathing, changing city. It's so hard for them to understand."

The traveler recalled the time when he and his tour guide had passed by. In front of them, the flat road suddenly turned into an upward star staircase and a complex intertwined castle in the sky, as if they had stepped into another world with one step.

The time and space here are tied into a beautiful knot by Joyce using the particularity of dreams. Every passing star will have a slight impact - so all the surrounding scenery will be reorganized in the fluctuating time and space to form a new one.

landscape.

"In this way, the city will have a constant stream of new scenery, and the people who live in it will never get tired of it, and they will never get tired of this beautiful place."

Joyce spoke suddenly and pursed his lips stubbornly, as if he wanted to say something, but finally sighed in frustration: "But you're right, they won't like it. Because they can't understand,

It's like no one understands what I'm talking about - except you and Nora, but Nora never reads any of this."

"..."

The traveler seemed to be silent for a while, then he held the city designer who looked a little lost in his arms, placed his chin on the other person's shoulder, and silently supported the other person.

Joyce opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but finally gave up. He just turned around, hugged Beihara and Feng, and held the person who comforted him in his arms with some force.

The "Ferris wheel" is still spinning slowly, and the transparent planet is slowly descending at the highest altitude. In this chaotic, unstable, smooth and soft absurd dream, this galaxy used for entertainment still follows its own "laws"

"It's running.

Two people rely on each other in this dark universe, illuminated by countless rays.

"Can you understand? This feeling."

Joyce leaned against the other person's body and suddenly asked a confused question.

It sounded like just a blurt out, without even a logical question, and there was no obvious sadness or joy in the voice, but the traveler still understood it.

"I see."

Kitahara and Kaede hesitated for a moment, and then answered softly, their orange-gold eyes filled with starlight falling from an unknown distance, like the gentle and lonely surface of a gas giant planet in the universe.

"So you can keep hugging you like this, and you can let me hold you whenever you feel lonely - someone once taught me this."

Joyce didn't answer, or he just remained silent for a longer time. He seemed to make a childish murmur midway through, but still didn't say anything.

It wasn't until the "cockpit" reached the lowest point and the Ferris wheel journey came to an end that the man let go of his hand and pulled the travelers to jump to the comet that came to pick them up.

"Then you must be very unlucky."

It wasn't until they all sat down on the comet that the transcendent person whispered: "Because it's too lonely."

Only those who have experienced the same loneliness can deeply understand this feeling, this sense of incompatibility between themselves and human beings. It seems that no matter how hard they try, they can't make people understand what they are thinking in their heads.

"For a while, when I said that I wanted to build a city that included everything in the universe and mankind, and told them my design ideas, they said that what I was building would definitely be the most boring and troublesome city in the world.

."

Joyce yawned, leaned against Kitahara and Feng, and muttered vaguely: "They don't understand what's so good about a city where the roads change and are full of stars. They think I'm too

So arrogant..."

"But it's beautiful."

Kitahara and Kaede held his hand and said in a firm tone: "You have surpassed all human imaginations of urban structure in the past, and truly created a city that transcends the definition of a city. You have created a miracle.

Beginning: You need to trust a well-informed traveler a little on this one.”

The traveler looked up and saw the city that had returned to its normal appearance. There were countless stars sliding through the dark tall buildings like streams of light.

Dismantle, dissociate, divide, piece together the things in this world, and then sew them into dreams with extraordinary imagination.

This is the birth of "Dublin".

Joyce seemed stunned, then smiled.

"Thank you, Beiyuan." He rolled his eyes and replied in a brisk tone, "Although I think there are no boring humans in this world, you are obviously the least boring one."

"Also, although you are so tolerant now, I dare to swear that as long as I am not your tour guide-"

When Mr. Beyonder said this, his voice paused slightly, and a teasing smile flashed across his light blue eyes.

"You will definitely get lost in this never-ending maze for a year and a half, and then you will be bored to death: Don't look at me, I am just stating a fact. No one in the world can understand this great thing except myself.

Where is the city?"

He stretched out and lay on Beiyuan Hefeng's body again, like a snake lazily basking in the sun, with an arrogant and nonchalant expression.

"I have known it for a long time, even before I founded this city." The forerunner said in a vague tone, with a matter-of-fact tone, as if this reason was enough to resolve the deep-rooted loneliness in him.

Of course, the result of saying such tough lines is to be held in the arms of the traveler and kneaded into a soft ball.

"Because it's so cute."

Kitahara and Kaede were still confident when they explained. There was even a smile in their orange-gold eyes, as if they didn't realize the error of their actions at all:

"Such cubs that are obviously huddled up in frustration but still appear strong on the outside are very cute, aren't they?"

"No way!" Joyce, who was being rubbed in a daze, shook his head and expressed his final protest. Then he continued to lie back, feeling this kind of loneliness that seemed to fill a part of his heart.

"The warmth and attachment of the gap.

"In fact, this city is obscure and cold. There is not even a little bit of light that can bring warmth."

"Well, I know."

"Actually, I don't care what humans think at all. I don't care at all about their poor brains and limited time and energy. Although I think every human being in this world is interesting, I don't care about them."
To be continued...