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208. Transforming the Community Experience
In the countless nightmares in those three years, this feeling of being submerged in ice is not unfamiliar, and even familiar to the bone marrow.
Unforgettable memories resurfaced.
The first is to fall.
The body fell into the empty, dark, endless space, falling continuously in the cold air. Then there were sharp laughter, shrill cry, hoarse roar, from far to near, from sparse to fine, spread and intertwined under the body into a huge net, which wrapped her around.
Immediately unknown.
The sound of footsteps, climbing, sticky sliding and ding ding dong dong water, these invisible things rushed from behind at an extremely fast speed, as if one second later, they would drown her Drowning in place.
But Tang Xinjue knew that all these voices and colors, tangible and intangible existences were all to break her psychological defense line, causing her to collapse, fear, lose her mind, and then make wrong judgments and choices.
The purpose of darkness from beginning to end is to devour and assimilate her.
Then she must completely smash her spirit before she can tear open the protective layer outside her soul and bring it into the bag.
And she never made it work.
But this time, all the escape and struggle seemed to be erased, the darkness like falling into the ice cave instantly covered the sea of consciousness, pulling all the senses into the bottomless abyss.
Unwilling... Hate... Anger... Pain... Crazy...
The endless icy cold did not freeze her consciousness, but made these heart-piercing emotions burn with icy fire, penetrating her heart little by little, and finally burned into a mass of chaotic ashes.
"Am I dead?"
Tang Xinjue heard his own voice in Ruoyouruowu's meager consciousness.
There was no answer in the dark, and she did not continue to ask. It was as if she didn't need an answer at all, and she didn't feel that there was any answer worthy of entering her ears.
In the growing sense of stalemate, she let her consciousness sink again.
After being eroded and reshaped the soul, all the emotions that were originally human have been quietly changed. Like a clean and tidy house before, the room has not changed, but all the furniture is covered with a layer of dark slime, which seeps continuously from the inside to the outside, and will never be cut off.
That is endless malice.
Greed, cruelty, and desire to kill were all over the place without her taking the initiative to bring up any thoughts. Her heart and soul seemed to have been pierced and burned into an empty piece, and a huge stomach had become under her shell.
The stomach never seemed to be full, and she could only swim upstream under the scorching heat of hunger, penetrating the thick, thick black mist in search of something to fill her appetite. Otherwise she will eat herself, or be swallowed up by the darkness.
"This is where?"
In the extreme pain and destruction of the soul, a trace of consciousness quietly drifted outside. Tang Xinjue heard his own voice again.
"..."
The darkness remained silent.
Tang Xinjue didn't care how abrupt this scene was in the hellish dark abyss. She also tried to look away from the rotting body. But as soon as her mind moved, a sharp pain pierced in, reminding her not to act rashly.
"All right."
She smiled lightly, sank her consciousness again, and let her body float up in a daze.
In the dark, even "the same kind" is fraught with danger. When there is no food, they often kill each other and devour each other. Sometimes it is an unconscious instinctive behavior, and sometimes it is a desperate vent after regaining a trace of thinking ability.
These supplements make it more stable and more sober. But as the mind clears, the only remaining fragments that remind it of human identity sink and dissolve. At the same time, another world slowly unfolded before it.
A world more cruel, treacherous, chaotic and dangerous, but also its only hope.
When the black fog splits into a dazzling light, and the new identity is slowly realized from the mind, all the senses and images are suddenly turned on five hundred times faster, running at a speed that the brain can't imagine and understand.
If Tang Xinjue's consciousness was complete at this time, she would say to somewhere in the dark: In addition to fast forwarding, there is a way to pull the progress bar called "jump".
But in fact, her self-consciousness was covered by some kind of power, and she could only see a vague light and shadow from the gap, and naturally she had no way to complain.
When the fast-forward finally ended, the negative consciousness and pain that were hundreds of times stronger than before descended without warning, dragging her into a torn body.
It can be vaguely seen that this is the body of a young girl, which has been carefully designed and is the closest to the human shadow in its deep memory.
Of course, it's also possible that it's just a chaotic assumption, which is no longer important.
Because it has already chopped and dissolved its inch by hand, wrapped a thick layer of oil in the stench of tar, and decorated it.
In the steaming hot air mixed with black blood, the pain filled every inch of perception, but the owner of the body was laughing wildly.
[way out? I no longer have it. ]
[Instead of letting me keep rotting, sinking back into the ground, and turning back into the mud without thinking, it's better to end in this way, at least to prove that I have lived... I have lived, right? ]
[…Have I really lived? ]
The last sentence was barely audible, but Tang Xinjue's consciousness became more vigilant than ever. Sure enough, the moment the sigh fell in the sea of consciousness, it suddenly became heavy, and it slammed into the bottom of the subconscious.
The world is once again plunged into darkness.
This time, Tang Xinjue could clearly feel that "myself" was cold cold in the literal sense.
The heat in the food street is heavy, but the food is cold. Its little remaining consciousness was divided into countless pieces, attached to the marinated meat, with price tags on it, and it stayed like a real dead thing.
I don't know how long it took to be so undisturbed before a vague figure appeared at the end of the street: it was four young girls.
They came together with different expressions, and their bodies were filled with familiar and unfamiliar human breaths. Then, one of the girls with ponytails with light steps stopped in front of it.
In the other's hand, there is a long-shaped tool that exudes a ferocious aura and makes food creepy. The girl seemed to place the thing on the booth unintentionally, which immediately aroused its last remaining consciousness. At the last moment of the long and painful [life], it miraculously returned to light, thinking of the deep-rooted soul. An old saying:
[Don't suffer Lao Tzu! ! ! ]
Snapped!
The smoke dissipated and the fire disappeared, and everything was like a cloud of smoke.
When Tang Xinjue opened his eyes again, he realized that everything he had experienced just now was just an illusion condensed in an instant.
She was pulled into the perspective of a ghost, and received countless fleeting messages in a condensed moment, as if she really followed and died once.
But that wasn't what touched her the most.
What impressed her most was that she saw the real "university town" from the ghost's fleeting perspective.
This is a world of ghosts.
Those distorted matter, mutated souls and bones, and countless screaming shadows were suppressed by an invisible force field. It was forced to hunker down in a half-human body, so it didn't rush towards the candidates with endless malice, and it didn't really release the desire to kill.
With what they see now.
The back of the iceberg briefly leaked to her for a moment, but it was enough to make Tang Xinjue brainstorm.
At this time, the voice of the commentator sounded again impartially:
"Now, are you still not ready to try these foods?"
Compared with the failure to clear the dungeon, complete death, or even the existence of the eternal hell in the illusion, it seems that it is not the most unbearable thing to have a subtle degree of contamination and fusion with ghosts.
Tang Xinjue breathed quietly for a few seconds, then suddenly asked, "Did you also persuade other people like this?"
The guide was stunned for a moment, and then explained professionally: "Today, only a few lucky people have entered the food street..."
Tang Xinjue shook his head and repeated the question again, but his voice was clearer:
"Are you trying to persuade other people like that, like my roommates?"
The instructor's smile remained the same, but he didn't say another word, as if he was judging whether Tang Xinjue was fishing or it was really clear.
After a while, he replied, "Your roommates, didn't they happen to be walking in front of you?"
"The docent can't lie."
Tang Xinjue stared at him and sighed softly: "But now, you're lying."
The author has something to say: -
It may be a bit abstract chapter, there is still a lot of information, it doesn't matter if you don't understand it, will talk about it later.
Originally wanted to explode more, but I couldn't hold on to the second chapter. There may not be an update tomorrow, but there are red envelopes.
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