Xuanxia Ling Duyu1

Author: Huang Yi
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Publish Date: 2003-01-01
Features: With the development of democratic societies, the decline of religion, increasing intellectual freedom, and the ever-expanding realm of science fiction, the content is constantly evolving, with themes ranging widely: alien life, future societies, fantastical outer worlds, super-time and super-space, human evolution, and beyond. It broadens horizons and takes the mind on flights of fancy. Novelists are no longer confined to the level of science but boldly cross the barrier of the material world, venturing into the human spiritual realm of "the ultimate beyond the ultimate," exploring the origins and extremes of things, as well as rebirth and destruction. The fusion of science and metaphysics has finally made its debut, performing a grand play on the stage of human thought. This trend is also very evident in today's science fiction films, such as "2001: A Space Odyssey," which depicts the development of human intelligence guided by extraterrestrial beings; "Star Wars," which mentions a transcendent spiritual force beyond science as the key to victory; "The Empire Strikes Back," which portrays an alien creature that absorbs human life energy; and "Star Trek," which emphasizes psychic abilities like mind-reading and precognition as future powers. All these examples show the trend of metaphysical development in science fiction.
When Ling DuYu returned to his residence, the ancient clock hanging in the center of the hall swung its pendulum to strike the twelfth time, marking the end of the day. The chirping of forest insects filled the air, faintly drifting through the windows. Ling DuYu's modern duplex mansion was perched high on a hill. The floor-to-ceiling glass windows in front of the hall offered a panoramic view of the mountains below, the harbor, and the dazzling night lights of the city across the water. The colorful lights scattered across both banks, the shimmering reflections in the harbor—so distant and unreal, like a dream.
Ling DuYu sighed softly and sat down on the modular sofa in the corner of the hall. His spine rested against the soft, springy sofa, and a sense of comfort permeated every nerve.