Her footsteps were "scattered" in this world, occasionally taking two steps forward, occasionally taking a few meters back, just like a drop of water falling into a pond without a track, floating unsteadily and creating layers of ripples.
In Brother Long's eyes, this woman sometimes even stuck to his body, and her light gauze dress brushed gently against his cheek. However, after he shuddered, he found that the woman who he thought was leaning against him was actually still very far away from him, and was still moving towards him at a leisurely pace.
What is going on? !
Brother Long was holding the camera, and a wave of shock surged in his heart! Was he hallucinating, or did the other party really have similar skills? !
He didn't know the reason.
The only thing Brother Long knows now is that the pressure that was originally exerted on him has been relieved at some point.
Previously, he was almost unable to move under the heavy pressure, but now, as the woman began to move, the tremendous weight that had been wrapped around him seemed to be thrown away, and he barely regained his previous lightness.
Feeling the strength flowing back into his limbs, Brother Long gritted his teeth and made a decision immediately without even looking at the white figure opposite him!
Run! After regaining control of his body, he did not hesitate to carry the camera and ran away from the path at a much faster speed than before, leaving the ghostly figure far behind him!
Brother Long even felt that he had never run as fast as he did now before. Even though he was a senior photographer, he exercised regularly, but if we really talk about speed, he was definitely in the best condition today!
With his two legs alternating rapidly, Brother Long nimbly stepped over a corpse and landed his other foot on the ground.
However, the next second, his leaping figure suddenly stopped.
This is...! Brother Long glanced behind him in disbelief.
With a "thump", Brother Long, who was running at full speed, suddenly lost his balance and slid several meters to the ground! The camera that was originally mounted on his shoulder also flew out with this movement and landed on the ground with a crisp "click".
My camera! Brother Long, who had fallen to the ground, struggled to get up and limped towards the camera like a madman.
However, before he arrived, the next moment, a withered-looking hand stretched out from the illusion, with five fingers together, and gently grabbed Brother Long's precious camera.
The pale figure stepped through the void, with fragments of space at his feet. He bent down and picked up the heavy camera from the ground.
The joints of her fingers were distinct, even a little too prominent. Rather than calling them "hands", it would be more accurate to say that they were joints made of bones.
Looking at the camera in her hand, the woman under the veil chuckled and said, "If I remember correctly, this should be a prop you humans use for recording."
She lowered her head and looked down at Brother Long.
It was at this time that Brother Long could vaguely see some of her appearance from behind the veil.
Just one glance made Brother Long feel confused and dizzy.
This is... what a weird appearance! It is difficult for Brother Long to describe the feeling he had when he saw this face. If he had to use some words to describe it, he could only think of... abstract paintings drawn by masters such as Picasso.
Her face was full of contradictory illusions, and was very different from the normal human face. If the facial features of humans were generally arranged symmetrically, this woman's face was contradictory, abstract, and illogical.
Where the nose should be, there might be a nostril and an eye, where the lips should be, there might be some hair and ears, and where the ears should be, there are half of the lips, one above the other. Contradictions run through her face, making it seem like a canvas that can be painted with anything you want.
“Uh…ah!”
Brother Long took two steps back in horror, stumbled and fell to the ground again.
In the distance, a woman was walking towards him, holding a camera.
A large hand with distinct joints touched Brother Long's face. The ends of the bones were chilly, as if they could penetrate into Brother Long's heart and freeze his beating blood.
The voice that seemed to be far away and near once again echoed in Long Ge's ears: "What do you see with your eyes now?"
"This is an illusory world sandwiched between matter and spirit, a distorted void created by the intersection of two mirrors," the woman said with a smile, "What you see with your eyes is neither material nor spiritual. This is a 'contradiction', a parallel and intersection between the coexistence and conflict of two directions."
"What you fear now is infusing this land, adding new anomalies to it."
Brother Long didn't know what this woman was talking about.
He could only feel that his ears were cold and hot, as if they were being pressed tightly by ice at one moment and then burned by a raging fire at the next!
Grabbing his ears, Brother Long felt as if his eyes were about to jump out of their sockets.
He looked up at the woman, only to find that his vision had changed at some point.
Sometimes it is blurry, sometimes it is clear, as if someone puts a pair of glasses on you and then takes them off, then puts them on and takes them off again, over and over again.
With her cold hands covering Long Ge's eyelids, the woman began her long and tedious explanation: "Eyes are the most intuitive receiver of information. However, in an incompatible world, eyes are also the most susceptible to 'contamination'. If there is no external interference, the eyes that receive the information will often be alienated first, just like you now."
Every word she said seemed to touch Long Ge's eyes, causing his two eyeballs to start to move restlessly. They jumped in Long Ge's eye sockets and soon began to swell strangely.
It really grew bigger. Even without being reminded by others, Brother Long himself could feel that his eyeballs were gradually swelling to the point where their eye sockets could no longer accommodate them!
Looking at the scene in front of her, the woman said softly: "'Expansion' and 'Contraction'? What a wonderful opposition. I haven't seen such a combination for a while. It seems that new seeds will be added to the garden today."
She gently grasped Long Ge's collar and lifted him up, staring at the man with bulging eyes under her veil.
"Now I can give you a chance," she said with a smile, "reveal what you know, and your alienation will be frozen here."
"Tell me, who let you break into this place, and who had contact with you?"
Listening to the woman's words, Brother Long subconsciously recalled the previous scenes in his mind.
What did the man called "the prophet" say to me before?
Brother Long really can’t remember clearly.
He could only look at the camera held by the woman, with a few indecipherable words surging in his throat: "I... filmed..."
What? The woman frowned slightly and let go of the hand that was suppressing Brother Long.
She was floating in the air, but also down to earth: "What do you want to say?"
After being released, Brother Long fell to the ground with great force, and his head almost hit the ground.
However, he did not fall completely to the ground, but instead touched some soft substance that completely wrapped his head.
He forced himself to open his eyes and used his enlarged eyes to see what was wrapping around him.
Only then did he realize that it was the corpse he had stepped over before.
The corpse's appearance was not clear, because his entire face was completely black and solidified. However, from his blood-stained clothes, Brother Long could still tell that this person was the "Lao Zhang" he had wanted to knock on the door next door to ask about.
He was one of his teammates and a photographer who participated in this mission. He was an elderly man with a good temper usually, but he would get angry occasionally. He was considered a very good friend of Brother Long.
However, now, this person's face has been completely blackened, and only the blood-stained clothes remain to show his former identity.
And what was wrapped around Brother Long’s head was Lao Zhang’s cut open stomach.
Looking at Brother Long, the woman said softly, "It looks like you know each other? This man is less lucky than you. It was the shadow that was transformed, so he was covered and replaced. In comparison, you are still lucky. At least your brain has not started to swell yet."
重新抓起龙哥，女人的语气逐渐变冷：“现在给你最后一次机会，告诉我是谁送你们进来的、以及你身上为什么会带有那熟悉的味道。”
重新被架在空中的龙哥苦笑一声。
他挣扎着睁开眼睛，已经隐隐超过眼眶限制的眼珠死死盯着对面的女人，像是要把她一切的细节都给映照进大脑里一样。
好一会儿，他才开口说道：“不知道，我不知道。”
这句话一说出口，女人的脸色也终于沉下来。
“好吧，好吧，”她叹了一口气，“人类总是这样，无法对你们这种单调的生物抱有任何期待。”
“不过无所谓，反正原本就是打算省点力，现在只是多少要麻烦一点而已。”
说着，她脸上开始有了新的变化。
在龙哥的视野里，她的额头似乎开裂、新的一双眼睛从她的开裂的鲜红缝隙里露了出来。
那双眼睛邪异而鬼魅，被这样的眼睛盯着、让龙哥想起了自己之前在雕像面前时候，感受到的那种窥视感！ 很快，这双眼睛就从缝隙之中“脱落”了下来。
它就像是活物一样，眨巴着跃动到龙哥的身上，然后开始沿着他的体表前进。
最后，它像是找到了什么入口、直接从龙哥的某个缝隙间突入进去，进入他的体内！ “啊啊啊啊！！！”
感受着身体里有异物进入，龙哥的表情变得惊恐异常。
他死死地看着女人，一只手紧紧按压着自己的手臂，仿佛是想要依靠这样的手法来阻止先前那对眼睛的前进。
然而很遗憾，没过多久、那双眼睛还是突入到他的大脑之中。
女人的声音轻松：“好吧，让我们来看看，到底是谁给我这么熟悉的感觉……”
伴随着她的声音，眼球也一点点没入龙哥的大脑里。
像是在他的脑子里搅拌一样，龙哥感觉自己的大脑一阵剧痛。
同时，记忆也开始飞速闪现。
自己狂奔的经历、自己来这里前看到小徐的经历、自己睡前的经历……
一切的一切都仿佛幻灯片一样在大脑之中播放。
很快，记忆就跳到了自己在去食堂吃饭之前。
也就是……跟那个先知聊天的时候！ “哦？”
女人的声音有些好奇，她好像是被什么给勾起了心思。
很快，记忆逐渐在龙哥的大脑之中闪现。
先知让自己时刻遵守职业道德……让自己不要忘记自己的一切……不要忘记承诺……
继续往前。
等到快要触及“承诺”根本的时候，龙哥突然感觉到、原先还在跳动的记忆瞬间卡了壳。
“嗯？”
这次，女人的声音有些疑惑了。
她有些不信邪地继续往前推进。
然而下一秒钟，一束明亮的璀璨光芒从龙哥的大脑之中猛然爆绽开来，宛如刺目烈阳一般高悬在龙哥的记忆之中！ 无可抵挡的炫目光芒直接闪烁在龙哥的大脑之中，同时而来的、还有那个女人虚幻的尖叫！
龙哥觉得，这大概是自己脑海之中女人眼球的尖叫。
很快，一个冰冷到无机质一般的声音回荡在龙哥的脑海里。
那是一个简单到不能再简单的字眼。
“滚。”
随着这个声音的落下，原本还在龙哥大脑内的眼球再次爆发出了凄厉的尖叫！ 它猛地从从龙哥的皮肤里逃出来，以极快的速度重新流淌到女人的额头上。
捂着自己的额头，女人的脸上第一次带上了近乎“愤怒”的表情。
“呵呵，”她的脸色阴沉，“还真是……思虑周全。”
她揪着龙哥的衣领，阴恻恻地说道：“好吧，看来他是不太想让我看到更多。那就这样吧——让我们来看看，你能够保守秘密多久。”
“我猜，十分钟？又或者久一点，一刻钟？”
话音落下。
苍白的手、缓缓朝着龙哥的脸而去…… —— 第二天一大早。
原本负责看护那群摄影师的士兵从床上爬起来，看了一眼时间。
他注意到现在是六点钟，那些家伙应该还没爬起来。
穿上衣服、整理妆容，士兵迈着劲挺干练的步伐，朝着那些房间而去。
就在他打算挨个敲响这些家伙房门，把他们都叫起来的时候。
一只手拦住了他的动作。
士兵有些疑惑地回头看了一眼。
他这才注意到，不知道什么时候、一个穿着黑色风衣，脸色苍白的男人正站在自己的身后，手按在自己的肩膀上。
士兵记得这个人。
此前祁局长说过，在新海市的这段时间内、一切命令都要这个人调度通过，才能够执行。
换而言之，尽管这次荀部长也跟着来了，但是眼前这个人、才是名义上的最高指挥！ 那个面色苍白的人平静地看了士兵一眼，然后淡淡地说道：“辛苦你了，你先去吃饭吧。”
“他们我来处理就行。”
啊这……
士兵有些犹豫。
不过想起祁局长之前的命令，他最后还是选择了遵守。
因此他朝着这个人敬了个礼，之后就将这些事情交给他来处理。
看着那个年轻士兵离开的背影，面色苍白的年轻人什么话都没有说、只是推开原本士兵要推开的门。
这扇门，现在应该是他来推开才行。
看了一眼躺在床上、头蒙着脸的龙哥，男人往前走了两步、站在龙哥的床头。
他看也没看龙哥床边的摄像机一眼，而是用毫无顿挫的声音说道：“看来和我预估的不差，这里确实是苍白女士最薄弱的节点。”
弯下腰、男人一只手掀开龙哥的被子。
在掀开被子之后，龙哥的模样终于重新暴露在光线之下。
此时此刻他的那张脸堪称“恐怖”。
双眼膨胀爆炸开来、粘稠的沾满眼眶；五官也各有膨胀，而身体的部分四肢却又缩小，让骨头穿破皮肤，带出鲜红的血迹和纤维。
这是一个看了一眼之后就能让人毫无食欲的尸体。
瞥了一眼龙哥不成人形的残骸，男人平静地移开视线，重新将目光聚焦在他的脑袋上。
“苍白女士的空间虽然说是游离在物质和精神之外，但看起来是精神进入其中、而其中的变化也同样会体现在身体上，”男人平静地说道，“暴君王指环也有被动过的痕迹，看来她的确能够翻阅记忆。”
这样看来，自己之前的估算大致是正确的。苍白女士的能力，或许确实和“矛盾”有关。
男人心中如此想到。
现在单单依靠龙哥本人的尸体已经看不出什么异常了。
而且真正重要的也不是他的尸体如何，而是在尸体之中、更加关键的东西。
怀着这样的想法，男人轻声说道：“那么，接下来就是最后的“检查”阶段。”
话音落下。
一只手轻轻按在龙哥的头上，男人手指上的白色指环顿时爆发出一阵明亮的光芒。
“摄影机只不过是个由头，从头到尾、真正充当记录的，就只有你的眼睛，强化意识也只不过是加强你的思维惯性，顺带着让她转移注意力，真正的关键还在于你本人所窥见的一切，毕竟作为游离在精神和物质之外的世界、摄影机肯定是带不进去的。带进去的，只有你自己以为的‘摄像’罢了，说到底、只不过是精神的‘视界’。”
“那么就让我看看，你的眼睛在经历了异化之后、到底透过它还看到了什么东西吧。”
话音落下。
白色的光芒穿刺进入龙哥的大脑之中。
一阵简短的沉默。
很快，男人收回了自己的手。
“原来如此，”他淡淡地说道，“苍白女士是这个模样的吗？”
“她的能力也很有意思，‘矛盾’和‘对立’……呵，难怪她能够第二个成就起源。”
放下手，男人什么话都没有说，只是重新把被子给龙哥盖上。
退出房间之后，他想了想、朝着手机打了个电话。
“对，是我，把房间里的尸体处理掉吧，”他语调毫无起伏，“就用这些人请假休息或者身体不舒服之类的理由。”
“不用害怕被发现，哪怕被发现了也无所谓，我有办法。”
放下手机，男人低下头、从自己的口袋里摸出了一个日记本。
在日记本上，他开始“唰唰”地往下写。
因为光线问题，看不到他后续写下来的内容。但是日记本这一页的开头，倒是可以看的一清二楚。