Chapter 326: Inhuman (134) (1st + 2nd) [VIP]

"What do you mean?" Herbix could hardly keep up with his train of thought. "What is equally fragile?"

Ersi was silent again.

Both of them fell so badly just now that the chair next to them was also knocked to the ground, rolled around, and hit the wall next to them heavily.

The sound of "dong" did not bring him back to his senses.

Herbisk felt that the word "fragile" he said should have other meanings, but the posture of the two people at this moment prevented him from seeing Ersi's face and observing his expression. He could only see his raised left hand.

If you look closely, you can see that the index finger, middle finger and thumb of his left hand are indeed abnormally bent. It doesn't look like the curvature that a normal person's bones can reach. The fractures he mentioned probably refer to these knuckles.

What is the relationship between fractures, brittleness and imitations?

After saying that, Ersi fell into an extremely quiet meditation again. Herbisk realized that he might be thinking about some important issue, and it would be best not to interrupt his thoughts at this time.

Then he suddenly looked up, used his other hand to support himself from the ground, and hurried towards the bathroom.

It can no longer be said to be walking, it is actually "running".

"I'm going to verify something!" Bai Jinshu slammed the bathroom door shut.

The mirror in the hotel's bathroom was right in front of the sink. Bai Jinshu took a few deep breaths, turned on the faucet hastily, and splashed cold water on his face several times before he managed to calm down a little. He shouted in his mind, "Cen Bingqi!"

"What's wrong?" His behavior shocked Cen Bingqi.

Cen Bingqi's chest in the mirror rose and fell violently. The water that he had hastily splashed on his face gathered into droplets and dripped down from his bangs. The face in the mirror was bent very low at this angle, and tiny drops of water stuck to his eyelashes, covering half of his red eyes.

I don't know when, Cen Bingqi's eyes had a flush as if he had just cried, but if you look closely, you can see that the emotion is not sadness, but a deeply suppressed gloom.

What's going on?

Cen Bingqi was stunned for a moment.

Cen Bingqi's emotions were probably the most stable among all of them. It was rare for him to show his emotions so openly, let alone this kind of emotion which had never been shown on his face.

In his mind, Cen Bingqi has always been a person who can remain calm on the surface even when he is extremely angry.

His expression was still calm, but his eyes were abnormal. The appearance of these gloomy eyes on his face was like a ball of fire suddenly ignited on the calm sea.

"This face is not our face, right?" Without noticing his surprise, Cen Bingqi stared at the mirror and asked.

"...Yes," Cen Bingqi stuttered, "I thought you disguised yourself before, so I didn't mention it..."

"No," Cen Bingqi was interrupted before he could finish his words, "This is not a disguise."

There were two disposable razors on the hotel washbasin. Bai Jinshu grabbed one at random, held it between his teeth and tore open the packaging. Then he smoothed all the hair hanging on the sides of his face to the top of his head, held the razor up to the mirror and said, "This is a real face."

He tilted his head, tilted his neck, and used the razor blade to scrape along his jawline little by little: "Look, there is no trace of fitting the mask."

"Ah...ah?" Cen Bingqi felt that he understood the current situation a little bit, but he also didn't understand it a little bit. However, he still asked the most important question first, "Let's not talk about this for now. What's wrong with your left hand?"

Whether opening the package or tidying up his hair, Cen Bingqi always used his right hand and never raised his left hand.

What happened to your left hand?

"It's broken," Bai Jinshu stretched out his left hand and used his right hand to break the abnormal finger bones a few times as if he didn't feel any pain. "Here."

"When..."

"In the villa," Bai Jinshu quickly replied, as if he knew what he was going to ask, "When you crushed the fake Nianyu's jaw."

"At that time..." Cen Bingqi thought for a moment, "Wasn't it just a twist?"

"It's a fracture," Bai Jinshu put down his finger. Although his tone had regained its composure, his expression was still frighteningly gloomy. "Didn't you notice that our bones are actually just as brittle as the imitations?"

"Equally fragile?" Cen Bingqi's reaction was a little faster than Herbisk's. "Are you doubting..."

"I suspect that there is no difference between our current bodies and the imitations." Bai Jinshu said the next words slowly.

"I have never paid attention to this problem before," he narrowed his eyes slightly, "or rather, I have never suspected such a possibility."

They are not in their own body right now.

The right hand hanging on the sink suddenly lifted up and touched the side of the face. Cen Bingqi finally couldn't help but verify it with his own hand.

In the mirror, after the right hand pinched his face for a long time, Cen Bingqi spoke silently: "Hiss... It's really not a disguise."

This face is truly original.

There are no traces of surgery on the face, nor are there any scars or unnatural marks left after plastic surgery. This is a face that has not undergone any surgery or disguise.

There is only one explanation for this situation.

"This body is not ours?" Cen Bingqi asked in surprise.

They didn't know when they were inexplicably transferred out of their own bodies and into this body?

"Hmm..." He saw Cen Bingqi nodded slightly, and the look in his eyes became even more difficult to read. "We were unaware of it, or rather, I was aware of it before I lost my memory. Under such circumstances, we entered into another experiment."

This is why he looked so unhappy just now.

Cen Bingqi looked at the face in the mirror in front of him, and vaguely felt an extremely nauseating feeling of disgust.

The word "experiment" is like a Achilles' heel for every Cen Bingqi. Although they do not shy away from mentioning it, mentioning past events that have been resolved and now that everyone is caught up in another experiment and becoming experimental subjects again are obviously two different things.

"In this place," Bai Jinshu exhaled slowly, taking a few deep breaths to suppress the strong desire to vomit something. He could hardly tell whether this disgust was his own, or the instinctive nausea of ​​the forgotten part of Cen Bingqi. "If the bones of the replica are brittle in order to make it easier to kill, then the purpose of its appearance is to let people kill it."

After killing the replica, you can gain access to their memories.

"I thought those things were imitating us..."

He originally thought that those things were imitating the appearance, words and deeds of the guests as templates in order to replace them.

"But then I began to suspect that they were not imitating us, but the identity we are using now..."

"Er Si" is most likely a real actor in this world, but this actor is not him. He was designed, all his memories were erased and new content was instilled into him, making him think he is "Er Si".

"Until now, our bodies are as fragile as the imitations..."

Back to the original question, if the replica's body is so fragile just to make people kill it, then their bodies are also so fragile obviously to achieve the same purpose -

Convenient for people to kill.

Killing the imitation... maybe it can't be called an imitation now. After killing another self, you can get his memory. Today, the appearance of another Nian Yu and another Hong Conghua proves that they look exactly the same as the Nian Yu and Hong Conghua that I know, and they will change with the changes of the other party, and even their memories can be obtained through unknown channels.

So if killing another self can obtain their memories, will the other self also be able to obtain their memories when killing them?

"You said before that one of the most dangerous aspects of personality disintegration is that all those who are impacted by the disintegration of personality will think that they are the ones who are disintegrating..." Bai Jinshu stared at the mirror and said something rather confusing, as if he was looking into the eyes of Cen Bingqi in his body, "right?"

"Right..." The person in the mirror lowered his eyes slightly and spoke as if thinking, "Are you trying to say that after the other person dies, you will think that you are the other person, which is very similar to what you are feeling now?"

"Don't they look like that?" Bai Jinshu exhaled softly. "When different personalities disintegrate, they can still maintain their own cognition to ensure that they are not invaded by the cognition of others. But what if the disintegrating and the undergoing personality have the same cognition of their own identity?"

For example, they all consider themselves to be "Er Si".

Then after killing another "Er Si", this "Er Si" will naturally assimilate the other party's invading cognition into his own cognition, thereby strengthening the cognition of "I am Er Si".

But he didn't notice anything wrong, he just felt that there was an extra memory in his mind.

The "Er Si" in the mirror took a slow, deep breath.

"To be honest, I feel like vomiting..." Cen Bingqi said sincerely.

"I was thinking that too," Bai Jinshu curled his lips and sneered, "Since killing another 'Er Si' will gain his recognition and reinforce the impression that we are 'Er Si', what if another 'Er Si' kills us?"

To put it another way, what if another Nian Yu, another Hong Conghua, or another Herbisk killed them?

They are as fragile as their imitations, and naturally they will disintegrate after being killed, just like their imitations, and will also stuff their own cognition into the mind of another self.

So what is the difference between them and imitations?

"He was taken out of his own body, all his cognition was wiped out, and then stuffed into another unknown body, fighting with another experimenter with the same appearance..." Bai Jinshu lowered his eyes and whispered this long paragraph, "What do you think they want to do?"

"I'm not sure," Cen Bingqi answered truthfully, "but in this case, is this Ersi considered dead?"

"His cognition is strengthened through killing his own kind time and again. Everyone thinks they are him at the moment of killing, and this thought is reinforced when the cognition enters their mind," he thought for a moment, stretched out his right hand to tuck his drooping hair behind his ear, and shook his head, making the mirror wet. "Won't this cognition become stronger and stronger until there is no doubt about this identity at all?"

Then, no matter who the last survivor was, from this moment on, he was just "Er Si".

"What a good plan..." Bai Jinshu raised his lips and praised, but there was no praise in his tone, but instead it was filled with a strong sense of sarcasm, "As long as we keep killing like this, no matter who wins, in the end, the master of cognition will win."

——"Er Si" as an actor.

If the method of erasing memory had not gone wrong from the beginning, and only Cen Bingqi's memory had been erased while the remaining 23 personalities had not been erased, then if the struggle had continued, it would have inevitably come to this point.

The booklet of 24 personalities was most likely Cen Bingqi’s subconscious mind, or the last resort he left before losing his memory.

It is to remind myself to wake up from such wrong cognition and realize the falsity of the world.

"Huh..." He let out a long breath, raised his head in front of the mirror, revealing a pair of sharp eyes, "What a pity, it ends here."

Whatever the purpose of this place is, that's it.

"Go back and tell the others to get ready to come out and replace me. In the process that follows, we may be repeatedly brainwashed and indoctrinated with wrong perceptions," Bai Jinshu turned on the faucet, washed his hands slowly, shook his wrists, and let the light scent of hand sanitizer suppress the nausea that was churning in his stomach. "Now, I'm going to try to break out."

The bathroom door was suddenly opened.

If this is also an experimental site, then it must have an end and cannot spread all over the world.

So the most likely scenario is that the laboratory is this small island.

As long as we leave here, we will find the solution.

Herbisk was sitting on the sofa outside, casting a questioning and worried look at him.

Bai Jinshu let out a long breath and looked at him: "Do you want to come with me?"

"Hmm?" Herbix stood up from the stool. "Where are you going?"

Although he was asking with his mouth, his body had already walked over very honestly. It was obvious that he had no intention of judging whether to act together based on Bai Jinshu's answer.

"Are you going to ask other people questions? Or go to N119?" Herbisk asked as they walked.

Ersi must have discovered something now, because he hurriedly stood up from the ground, obviously very anxious. As a result, he stayed in the bathroom for more than half an hour, and when he came out, his expression had become one of confidence.

Did he find the key to the problem or did he have a new clue?

Are the previous fractures and "fragility" the key clues?

Herbiskus thought as he walked up to him and asked with his head down, "Come on, where are you going? Watch your hands."

Instead of asking him why, I asked him directly where he was going.

At this moment, Bai Jinshu, filled with disgust and nausea, was almost moved by such pure trust.

Perhaps Cen Bingqi’s judgment was not wrong.

He raised his head slightly and looked into Herbisk's eyes.

Cen Bingqi and others believed in him because they were one and the same person. They had secrets that could never be made public. Their common secrets and unbreakable common camp were the foundation and beginning of their absolute trust.

And Herbisk... maybe before entering here, he was once Cen Bingqi and they were indeed very good friends. Otherwise, how could someone have such pure trust in another person without knowing the truth?

If it weren't for Cen Bingqi's friend, this experiment would not be in vain.

"Where are we going? I can't tell you, but do you want to leave here with me?" He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Next, don't stop me from doing anything. Follow me and don't leave for any reason."

Without waiting for Herbisk to react, he grabbed the other's arm with his good hand, kicked the door open, and shouted to the corridor: "Where's the driver! I want to leave now! Where's the driver!"

This sound suddenly caused many people in the corridor to fly out.

Doors were suddenly pushed open, and staff members hurried over: "What's wrong with Teacher Ersi?"

"Where's the driver?" Bai Jinshu raised his chin, his eyes flickering over his body, as if looking down upon the top of his head. "I won't record it! I want to leave now!"

"Why?" The staff member was almost stunned on the spot. After several seconds of silence, he said, "Teacher Ersi, if you have any questions, please ask..."

"My hand is broken! My entire left hand is broken!" Bai Jinshu unceremoniously stretched out his left hand and started to curse. "If I don't go to the hospital now, can you afford to compensate me for my hand?"

"Ah...? Are you okay, teacher?" The staff member, who was a little angry after being scolded, was suddenly frightened by this sentence, "Let's call 120 first..."

"No," Bai Jinshu stared at him and said coldly, "I just want my personal doctor. I'm going to take a plane back now. I won't record this show. It's unlucky."

"This..." The staff didn't know what to do for a moment.

"What's going on?" Director Qiao also came over and said in a gentle voice with great skill, "Is Ersi injured? The fracture needs to be fixed. Even if you leave, you should stay on the island and fix it first before leaving..."

"No need," Bai Jinshu stared at him and spoke two words word by word, "I want to go back now. I can't stay in this unlucky place for even a second. I asked my assistant to book a ticket, and I'm going to take a plane and leave here now."

"This..." Director Qiao paused and wanted to say something, but was interrupted again.

"Director Qiao, I don't mean to embarrass you," he said in a sarcastic tone, "This place is unlucky. On the first day of filming, there was a murder and a death. I advise you to leave early and don't lose your life here."

He really had no intention of making things difficult for Director Qiao.

It can be seen from the fact that Director Qiao also has a replica that he is also one of the experimental subjects in this experiment.

If possible, he would certainly not hesitate to take all the other experimental subjects away from here, but sometimes words really cannot be said too bluntly, and saying this is the limit of his kindness.

"Hey, how are you talking..." A local staff member couldn't stand it anymore.

"How can I talk? I will treat this place the same way as what you treat this place," Bai Jinshu raised his head and said sharply, "Why? You want to die here and drag everyone else down with you? You've only been here for a few days and so many things have happened. If you stay any longer, I'm afraid I'll die here."

"Get out of the way!" he shouted sternly at the staff blocking the way in front of him.

"Director Qiao..." The staff looked at the director uncertainly, "How can we record this show if Teacher Ersi leaves? Huh..."

"I'll go with him." Before the other party called out his full name, Herbisk said directly, "Make way."

"I..." The staff member was unsure.

"Make way, don't make me say it again," Bai Jinshu stared at him straight in the eyes, "or do you want to block the way here and let me find someone to clear the way?"

"Who are you looking for?" Hong Conghua's confused voice came from behind.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Huang Mao looked at the situation for a long time without understanding it, and then advised, "Er Si, you are injured, so bandage it first before leaving. Director Qiao is also good to you..."

"You want to die here?" Bai Jinshu didn't buy it at all and said bluntly, "Then stay here. This day next year will be the anniversary of your death!"

I don’t know if it’s Ersi’s ability as an actor, or Cen Bingqi’s acting skills are really good, but he portrayed the role of an unreasonable and arrogant star very realistically.

He spoke rudely, but his behavior was indeed a bit strange. Huangmao seemed to want to persuade him further, but Xiaoying stepped on his instep and stopped him.

"Don't talk," Xiaoying lowered her voice, "Follow him."

During these few days of getting along, everyone could see that Ersi was not the kind of person who would act like a big shot or insult the staff.

For him to react so strongly, it must be something related to the imitation product.

Hong Conghua had been standing behind Bai Jinshu, playing the good cop to the staff, "Xiao Liu, is it Xiao Liu? Stop blocking the show. It's normal for a guest to withdraw from the show due to a fracture. If you block the show here, you will delay the best treatment time. Ersi's agent's studio will definitely hold you accountable..."

The staff hesitated for a moment and made way for the other party, but then immediately blocked the way again: "Then...then wait a moment, our production team needs to come up with an emergency plan first!"

"Okay, then you guys hurry up and don't delay the treatment." Hong Conghua agreed.

As soon as these words came out, Bai Jinshu suddenly felt something was wrong, and in his mind he instantly shouted, "Cen Bingqi!"

Number 1 Cen Bingqi, who had already received the information, quickly popped up, and in the next second, a white light flashed in his mind.

"Cen Bingqi," Bai Jinshu called out cautiously.

"Who are you?" Cen Bingqi was startled, or rather "Er Si" was startled.

He took a few steps back, his face full of surprise, as if he didn't know there would be a voice in his head.

Cen Bingqi's cognition was reinforced, or his memory was cleared at that moment, and then instilled into the cognition of "I am Ersi".

really.

Bai Jinshu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the faces in the corridor that were either nervous, puzzled or confused.

The test area was most likely this so-called resort island, and his knowledge was cleansed and instilled by someone.

The worst possibility has occurred. In the following process, everyone may be repeatedly brainwashed and instilled with wrong cognition on the way out of here.

Fortunately, they don’t know that he has 23 possibilities for error.

The author has something to say:

I want to recommend my wife's new novel!!! After all my friends finished their novels and took vacations, leaving me alone to write in tears at night for more than a month, the first person finally appeared to serialize with me!!! I am so touched.

"Raising Little Monsters" - The little monsters died after I went offline

by Lion Galaxy id7794553

————The following text————

Tang Xiao is a hardcore gamer. He majored in biology in college, so he decided to find another way out and became a professional gamer.

As a gaming genius and a hardcore gamer, there is no level he cannot beat. One day, his roommate recommended a holographic game to him, which was said to be the most difficult game in history. Countless professional players had failed in it. If he could beat it, he would surely become famous.

Tang Xiao went up with full confidence, and then played out countless be endings.

You always start as a lab minion, and end up being devoured by the monsters you raised.

Tang Xiao:? Interesting.

After fighting monsters for countless rounds, Tang Xiao went from a laboratory minion to an assistant researcher, from an assistant researcher to a full researcher, and even became a biology graduate student in reality.

Tang Xiao: ... Wait, what am I playing this game for? (Heartbroken) (Confused)

Forget it, just use your liver!

In the last round, he looked at the little monster he raised. It was covered in blood red and looked like a mushroom and an animal, with a very shabby appearance.

The monster, who had learned to disguise himself as a human, came up like a dog, without any of the cold-blooded cruelty he had shown before. He stretched out his mycelium-like tentacles to wrap around Tang Xiao's ankles, and said in a hoarse voice, "As agreed, one tube of blood in exchange for a kiss."

Variety: King of Fungi (Gaowei Biological)

Danger level: ???

Tang Xiao sneered and uninstalled the game decisively!

Rubbish game, ruined my youth! I won't play it anymore, if I continue to play I will almost get a doctorate!

…

The eldest brother of the Tang family worked at a high level. One day, he learned a secret.

A holographic game called "Age of Fungi" has swept the world, but the game is not just a game. The game world is a real parallel world. Due to various reasons, the two worlds are about to merge, and there will be a big chaos.

One day, the country's top leaders suddenly issued an urgent internal wanted order, looking for a mysterious Dr. Tang.

The monsters he created went out of control, and their spores and mycelium spread all over the world. When the two worlds merged, He would ascend the throne, but this was not a good thing, because of the disappearance of a certain person, the monsters were in a violent stage where they could not communicate.

The eldest brother of the Tang family looked at the features of Dr. Tang on the wanted poster, then looked at his younger brother who was sitting with his legs crossed and playing games heartlessly.

Is it to kill relatives for the sake of justice? Or is it to kill relatives for the sake of justice?