Xuanxia Ling Duyu: 1

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 a wide variety of themes: extraterrestrial life, future societies, fantastical outer worlds, super-time and super-space, human evolution, and more. These topics are boundless, opening up broad horizons and inspiring imaginative leaps. Novelists are no longer confined to the realm of science but boldly transcend the barriers of the material world, venturing into the human spiritual realm of "the ultimate beyond the ultimate." They explore 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 speaks of a transcendent spiritual force beyond science, as the key to victory or defeat; "Starship Troopers," which portrays an alien creature capable of absorbing human life energy; and "Star Trek," which emphasizes the psychic abilities of mind sensing and premonition of the future. All these examples illustrate the growing trend of metaphysical development in science fiction.
When Ling Du Yu returned to his residence, the ancient clock hanging in the central hall swung its pendulum and struck the twelfth time, marking the end of the day. The chirping of birds and insects in the mountains could be faintly heard through the windows. Ling Du Yu's modern duplex mansion was located on a high hill. The large 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 along both banks, the flickering reflections in the harbor—so far away and unreal, like a dream. Ling Du Yu sighed lightly 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.