Chapter 1729


    When Sheryl caught up with them, she saw Fennel looking at her maliciously with a wicked sneer at


    the corner of his mouth.


    This guy actually appeared here!


    Sheryl was furious. Stepping on her high heels, she strutted over and raised her hand to p Fennel


    harshly.


    Smack!


    Unfortunately, this p fell short.


    Sheryl’s delicate jade-like hand was grabbed by Fennel in mid-air. With a faint smile at the corner of his


    mouth, he said, “Larson, you don’t p someone in the face. We just met and you’re already so angry


    at me?”


    Sheryl tried to pull her hand away and cursed resentfully, “Scumbag! Why are you here?”


    Fennel shrugged and let go of Sheryl’s wrist He put his arm around Philip’s shoulder and said with a


    smile, “I’m here with my buddy. Do you want to interfere in this too?”


    Sheryl looked at Philip suspiciously with an odd look in her eyes and asked, “Philip, do you know this


    scumbag?”


    Scumbag?


    Philip frowned as he looked at Fennel and Sheryl in front of him. It was unlikely these two had


    something going on between them, right?


    Perhaps Philip’s strange gaze made her ufortable, Sheryl kicked Fennel fiercely. Then, she


    waved her bag and said, “I’ll wait for you at the Bulgari Hotel. If you don’te over and talk to me


    tonight, I’ll never forgive you for the rest of my life!”


    After saying that, Sheryl swayed her hips and red at Fennel angrily. She immediately left.


    At this point, Philip understood. The corners of his mouth curved into a smirk as he said, “Good for you.


    You’ve even dominated Sheryl Larson?”


    Fennel pinched his chin and said with a chuckle, “I’m too charming. I can’t help it. She was the one who


    kept pestering me. s, who made me so handsome?”


    Philip did not bother to listen. He turned around and hailed a cab. They soon arrived at a bar.


    It was already after eight and the bar was very crowded. Many beautiful women were shaking their


    bodies, livening up the atmosphere. Their swaying bodies and twisting hips set off the ambiance of the


    venue to the extreme.


    Fennel and Philip chose a deck After a few drinks, Philip asked, “The questions I asked you just now, I


    need an answer to them.”


    Fennel seemed to have expected that Philip would ask about this, or rather, he was already prepared


    to tell Philip. After he finished the ss of Ace of Spades, he leaned back on the sofa, pondered for a


    while, and said, “Where should I start?”


    While thinking, he suddenly asked, “Philip, what do you think this world is like?”


    Philip frowned and said, “How else can this world be like? Isn’t it just like what’s in front of you?”


    Fennel shook his head and suddenly said, “This world is not what you see. Although most people see


    the same as you, this world actually has another side to it. This is what the Nonagon and the door are


    researching. Your current perception was artificially imparted by others. For example, what I’m drinking


    now is called liquor, but the term liquor is what others have told you. Over time, it has subtly changed


    your perception.”


    Philip frowned and could not quite grasp Fennel’s meaning. He held the ss in his hand and observed


    the liquor in the ss. If this was not liquor, could it be something else?


    Fennel looked at Philip and said, “What I’m trying to say is that what you know and what most people


    know has been taught to you in the ssroom. But have you ever thought that what you’ve been


    exposed to and what you’ve learned is only one ten-thousandth of this world? That more of the


    knowledge and more of the unknown are not essible to you? Take, for example, those scientists.


    Why are they exposed to things that you’re not exposed to?”


    Realization dawned on Philip and he somewhat understood what Fennel was trying to say. With a


    frown, he said, “Do you mean to say that what ordinary people know and everything they perceive is


    only one ten-thousandth of this world? There are more things that we’re not qualified to know?”


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    Fennel snapped his fingers and said, “That’s right.”


    “Why?” Philip asked.


    “Bnce,” Fennel said, “If everyone can be a scientist and everyone understands the world


    beyond that one ten-thousandth, what will this world be?”