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Neil sat in the high-tech observation room, lightly touching the control panel of the observation equipment. In front of him, a lifelike multidimensional projection appeared. This time, he was observing a world in a state of war, with the purpose of understanding the impact of war on ordinary civilians.
In the scene, the smoke-filled streets, shattered buildings, and blood-stained ground formed a tragic picture. Some soldiers in tattered uniforms were busy carrying wounded, while some civilians were searching for food and water.
Neil took a deep breath, trying to keep himself calm. His job was to observe, nothing more. But when his gaze fell on a little girl, everything changed.
The little girl stood amidst the wreckage that was once her home, her eyes hollow. There was no expression on her face, as if all emotions had been stripped away. She slowly walked towards a pile of rubble, as if searching for something. In the end, she picked up a charred doll and held it tightly to her chest.
Neil felt a pang of heartache, almost sensing the despair and helplessness deep within the little girl. His hand involuntarily moved towards the intervention button, but at the last moment, he stopped.
"I can't do this," he silently told himself, trying to suppress his emotions. However, at that moment, a loud explosion echoed from the distance, followed by the entire projection screen being filled with flames and smoke.
Neil felt a tightness in his chest and couldn't help but press the pause button, freezing the simulation in that moment.
"No, I can't do this anymore!" Neil shouted at the little girl in the simulated world, "Run! Get out of here!"
At this moment, Neil's heart is torn. He is acutely aware that as an observer, he is merely a bystander to all this tragedy. But this time, he chooses not to stand idly by, even if it means facing serious consequences.
The simulation suddenly stops, and everything turns dark. Neil knows that he has just broken the observer's most basic rule—never interfere with the observed subject.
Observation deck The door burst open, and Erin looked at Neil with a serious expression: "Neil, what did you just do?"
Neil bit his lower lip tightly. "I'm sorry, Erin, I... I just couldn't take it anymore. Seeing so much pain and despair, I felt so powerless and discouraged."
Erin took a deep breath and said, "I understand how you feel, Neil. That's why observers need to have a very high level of psychological resilience. But you must understand that our task is to observe and record, not to interfere."
Neil lowered his head and admitted, "I understand. I have failed in my duty."
"This is not just a job loss," Erin continued, "If this were to happen during an actual mission, the consequences would be unimaginable."
Neil clenched his fists tightly, knowing that Erin was right.
Neil walked out of the simulation room, a heavy atmosphere enveloping him as if he carried the despair of the little girl from the simulated world. He returned to his studio, took out a small notebook, and began to write down today's experience.
"Simulation Seven: War and Peace. Objective: Observe the impact of war on civilians. Result: Simulation failed because I couldn't bear the tragedies I observed."
Neil's hand stopped after writing these words. He recalled every simulation he experienced in "The organization of the Eyes of the Philosopher": impoverished children searching for food on the streets, lonely elderly people abandoned by society walking in dilapidated apartment buildings, and those discriminated against due to race or gender.
Sometimes he dreams of walking in these scenes, trying to find a clue to solve the problems, but each time ends in failure. Neil knows that his soul is being eroded by these countless tragedies.
"Neil, we need to talk," Erin's voice came from the doorway.
Neil looked at Erin and felt a mixture of responsibility and disappointment in his heart. "Erin, I know I messed up. But I also know that if I don't try to change, I'll forever remain in this state, becoming a cold, heartless observer like Macol."
Erin sat down, took a deep breath, and said, "Neil, you must understand that the mission of The Eye of the Philosopher is complex. We cannot simply blame one or two people. And you, just joining this organization, have much to learn and understand."
"But Erin, what's the point of such observation? We are just stuck in some corner of this universe, recording these tragedies as observers, unable to make any changes. What's the point?"
Erin looked at Neil with a complex emotion in her eyes. "Neil, this is the question I have been pursuing all along, and it is also the deepest mission of The Eye of the Philosopher - self-reflection and improvement. If you are willing, I am willing to search with you for the answer that can bring about real change."
Neil tightly held Erin's hand. "Thank you, Erin. I will strive to become an observer who not only observes but also brings about change."
Erin smiled, but her eyes revealed a hint of concern. "Neil, you've just been through a very serious and emotional observation mission. This kind of situation is an important psychological barrier for observers. I suggest you go talk to Sophia about your feelings. She is the best psychoanalyst in our organization and can help you understand yourself and the world you observe."
Neil nodded, knowing that Erin was right. "Okay, Erin. I will go find her."
Neil left the studio and walked along the corridor of The Eye of the Philosopher headquarters. The architectural design here is full of futuristic features: automatic sliding transparent doors, multifunctional touch screens on the walls, and high-speed fiber optic networks in the passageways for transmitting information and data.
But Neil is not interested in any of this. His thoughts are completely immersed in the observation task he just had. As he walked, he suddenly felt uneasy, as if someone was watching him. He turned to look and found Macol standing in a corner at an intersection, gazing at him with deep eyes.
"Neil, come over here," Macol said in a serious tone.
Neil swallowed and then walked over. "What's up, Macol?"
"I just received a report about your misconduct." Macol took out a tablet, showing Neil's behavior record during the simulation mission.
"I know, I made a mistake," Neil said frankly.
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