No one is alive
Ji Yunding was stunned for a moment before he realized that it was the corpse that was speaking. It fell to the ground, swayingly raised half of its face, and faced Ji Yunding with its dark eye sockets without eyeballs.
She instinctively raised the dagger and waited for the next words. The corpse was silent for a while, then let out a creepy laugh, and did not continue to speak, but grabbed Ji Yunding.
A few minutes later, Ji Yunding had just stepped over the body of a rotting corpse and was searching carefully for other moving figures.
The rotten corpses here were not that difficult to deal with. Fortunately, Ji Yunding did not have to go around catching cockroaches. It seemed that he only needed to blow up their bodies a little bit.
Ji Yunding speculated that the corpses in the real plane could not be attacked, perhaps because they actually existed here. But it didn't matter, as long as they could be chopped down.
Researching the principles is the job of the analysis group, and Ji Yunding is only responsible for submitting the report.
"Rule 2 here says 'not to consider philosophical standards'. In other words, it recognizes that the corpses here can be called human beings in the philosophical sense.
In this case, the so-called 'real humans' should refer to the creatures here."
Just as Ji Yunding was muttering, the pile of debris next to him moved, and a hand stretched out from it and stabbed straight into Ji Yunding's eyes.
Cut it off.
Ji Yunding cut off the opponent's wrist without a care, then grabbed the arm and pulled it outward, shook off the broken meat and bones on his hands, and then quickly killed the prey.
"Don't think about it, don't think about it."
Ji Yunding walked away while talking to himself, as if he didn't notice the wall next to him that was covered with words in blood. The wall was covered with "I am An" and "Save me".
Most of the corpses would attack actively, which saved Ji Yunding a lot of trouble. They would only occasionally say a word or two, or make some sounds of begging for mercy.
Ji Yunding pretended not to hear anything. If you have to do it, then do it. There is no point in hesitating. If you want to do something extra, you have to wait until you have completed the necessary tasks.
After all, if she didn't kill him, the other party would take over her body. It was a matter of life and death, so there was no need to be so sad...
Until she heard an extremely doubtful and faint voice from above.
"Ji Yunding?"
Ji Yunding looked up suddenly and saw a rotten corpse sitting on top of a pile of corpses. If it hadn't spoken, Ji Yunding might have had to work harder to find it.
"...Senior Guan Ningyue?"
"You can actually recognize me. But I've heard that you're a strange kid. You should have your own methods."
The creature that Ji Yunding called Guan Ningyue, who looked no different from other rotten corpses, walked down and sighed at Ji Yunding.
"Why are you here? This is not a good place... Forget it, it's useless to talk about this. How are you guys doing recently?"
“…Not very good.”
Ji Yunding still maintained a vigilant posture to prevent the other party from getting angry, and at the same time carefully described the current state of the world. However, when Ji Yunding talked to acquaintances, she would occasionally bring up a few unnecessary things that she thought the other party cared about.
Including the tiger in the zoo, including a group of situations, including some subtle changes.
The face of the corpse opposite had been rotten to the point where no expression could be seen at all, but Ji Yunding could still clearly feel its emotions.
Especially when he found out that the other party still remembered Ji Liuxing, Ji Yunding felt more relieved than ever before. Even though the other party was a senior he was not very familiar with, Ji Yunding unconsciously said a few more words.
"I see. Thank you and the boss for helping me take care of the cat."
"Senior, what made you name the tiger 'Cat'? And like I said just now, I am the boss now."
"Really? I actually missed Ji Liuxing getting beaten up... What a pity! I wish I had died later."
It changed its name to Ji Liuxing, let out a hoarse and terrifying laugh, and then sighed.
"Did you win the rookie contest? I was going to go watch it, but I didn't expect to die."
“We won, but we only finished ninth overall.”
"It's okay, as long as we win. I've said their judging criteria are too complicated. Okay, let's get down to business. Strictly speaking, I'm not the Guan Ningyue you know. Or rather, not completely.
After a person dies, their memories are extracted, and the cleansed soul continues to enter reincarnation. The flowing memories are mixed with the emotions of the previous life, and a more distinct personality and complex memories will emerge.
I am just one of many memories, but because the emotions and memories mixed with me happen to be more chaotic, you may still recognize me. "
So where would one go if one died again? It didn't mention it, so Ji Yunding didn't ask. But she remembered the black gas that had escaped when she killed the corpse before - it floated in the air, and then disappeared after two rolls.
People with strong obsessions will become monsters, and monsters will come here after they die...Humans are really afraid of death.
"After all, do people know whether they are alive or not? Now I am not sure, am I really still alive?"
It was more like talking to itself than to Ji Yunding. But it soon looked at Ji Yunding again, pulled the exposed red muscle tissue on its cheek, and probably smiled.
"Don't have that expression on your face. I shouldn't have talked to you if I had known. It's like I'm bullying a junior. Let's do this according to the rules of a group. If you beat me fair and square, I won't hold back."
Not long after, Ji Yunding left with a blank mind. She felt heavy in her stomach and wanted to vomit after killing again and again.
It would be much better if she believed that the other party was not human, and just treated them as monsters. But Ji Yunding could not deceive herself, she knew that the person she killed was a human.
Who was that person who repeated Sister Qianqiu's name? How many people are there? When will this end?
I don't want to do this kind of thing anymore. I'm so sleepy and tired. I really want to go home, to the group's lounge, even if it's fake...
After Ji Yunding put down another corpse in his hand, he raised his hand and slapped himself, then sighed lightly with an expressionless face and regained his composure.
I'll go see a psychiatrist after this is over. Maybe I've been under too much pressure these days and couldn't sleep, so there's something wrong with my brain.
I'm just doing what I have to do. If it were in the past, I wouldn't have such big emotional fluctuations.
Ji Yunding remained silent and walked around the small sewage disposal site several times until he was 100% sure that there was no moving object here.
This place had been flattened by Ji Yunding. She carefully avoided the corpses and debris on the ground and whispered sorry.
I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry...
But you can't eat pain, you have to finish what you need to do.
I have no choice, and I won't give up.
"It's time to go."
Ji Yunding walked out of the sewage disposal site and looked at the guard who was standing straight, motionless and unresponsive at the door. He looked around and found that the scenery had not changed at all.
It's not over yet, there are still people alive.
The moment this thought came to his mind, Ji Yunding didn't know whether he should first grasp the trace of guilt that was about to disappear from his heart, or grasp the vague inspiration that flashed through his mind.
"No one is alive..."
Ji Yunding stopped and suddenly thought of a special individual who had suffered a mental breakdown - the person who jumped from a tall building again and again in an alien space and was turned into a pulp.
What did he say? Ji Yunding tried to recall it, then read it out in a low voice.
“No one is alive.
We are all trapped in samsara, there is no difference.
The real tomorrow will never come, and there is no hope anymore."
A feeling of uneasiness lingered in Ji Yunding's heart, but it was just an intuition that he could not grasp no matter how hard he tried. It was as vague as smoke that would disperse as soon as he grasped it.
How can we see the truth through the fog? Ji Yunding chose to keep moving forward - no miracle would happen if he stayed where he was.
If things are already a fact, then it won't change whether she looks at it or not. Living without escaping is tiring, but Ji Yunding knows that this is the way to change everything to the greatest extent.
Compared to miracles, Ji Yunding believes more in his own actions.
"It's you."
Ji Yunding pushed open the door he had initially entered and looked at the person who kept raising his hand and pointing to the corner.
It has imbued its personality into the body, and it is not an exaggeration to say that part of it still lives in the body.
"You never mentioned your own name in your diary, but you wrote about a person named 'An' several times. This person must be very important to you."
By reading the documents, Ji Yunding knew that the names here were all single-character names, issued in order of birth, without surnames, and would not form clans.
Of course, there is no blessing implied in the names; their names are essentially no different from random numbers.
"You hope that the other person will be saved more than you do yourself? It turns out that a person's self cannot be built without relying on others. Perhaps without that person, you would not be able to write this diary at all."
Ji Yunding tilted his head, looked at the person in front of him, took a deep breath, and continued,
"The man named 'An' you mentioned is dead. I killed him. And I will kill you next. I promise it will be quick and easy.
I'm very sorry about this, but I don't think I deserve to go to hell because you can't live, but I want to live and I want the people I hold dear to live as long as possible."
Everyone has dark thoughts, and everyone lives for themselves. Most people will fight against dark thoughts throughout their lives, trying to embellish these thoughts or over-confess them to alleviate the guilt.
Gradually in this process, the boundary between good and evil may become increasingly blurred. Looking back, I was surprised to find that I had become a hypocritical person without knowing when.
Ji Yun would never do that, she is always honest with herself. She would not define herself as a good person or a bad person, a kind person or a cold-blooded person - these are the evaluations of her by outsiders - she only cares about what she thinks and what she wants to do.
She knows exactly who she is and accepts herself 100%.
As for why Ji Yunding said these useless words to the living dead in front of her... it was also just because she wanted to say it. It was not a confession, but she just felt that she had an obligation to tell the other party.
In fact, Ji Yunding was beginning to be confused about herself. She had been accustomed to doing all kinds of useless things since a long time ago.
But seeing that it never raised its hand again after putting it down this time, Ji Yunding couldn't help but sigh.
Perhaps the only consolation was that before Ji Yunding could twist its neck, she felt the scenery in front of her changed - her hand was still in the Mouth of Truth, and the wall next to it had turned into a passage.
Illusion or reality? Ji Yunding looked at the piles of rotting corpses on the ground in the passage next to him and guessed that the boundary between reality and fantasy here had become very, very blurred.
"I killed so many just now." Ji Yunding said in a flat tone, and then walked forward carefully on tiptoe without stepping on any corpse.
At the end of the long and straight road was a stone platform. Ji Yun looked up from time to time to make sure there was no danger ahead, and then lowered his head to carefully ensure that he did not trample on any flesh and blood.
As he got closer, Ji Yunding saw a crown woven with thorns placed on a waist-high stone platform carved with unknown patterns.
For some reason, it looked familiar. In the corner of my memory, it seemed as if some voice had mentioned this thing. Ji Yunding walked forward, stopped and looked at it, then reached out and picked up the crown.
The moment the green thorns pierced his fingers, the surrounding darkness crumbled into tiny fragments bit by bit. Ji Yunding looked around and felt as if he was in a white wasteland.
The ground is white, the sky is white, and looking into the distance there is a faint boundary line, which makes people feel a little dizzy if they look at it for a long time.
“The soul has made a difficult journey, and the crown of thorns crowns you.”
A certain area flickered for a while like the snow screen of an old-fashioned TV, and gradually merged into number zero. It walked over and saluted Ji Yunding seriously.
"Congratulations on becoming the only qualified candidate for this program. The fate of mankind will be decided by you."
"I am not interested in this grass ring, or any plan you mentioned that I have never heard of, or the fate of mankind."
Ji Yunding looked unusually tired. She held the crown of thorns in one hand, watching her blood gradually dye the thorns red, like she was holding a black garbage bag.
"Can you please give me my life back? I've barely slept in three days. I want to go back to sleep. I'm so tired."
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