350 Sky Gate (VI)
◎This world has long been eaten clean by maggots◎
Zhu Ning is in a diseased brain?
How big is the whole picture of this brain? Is it the sky of the whole world?
Since ancient times, humans have loved looking up at the sky, as it is an exploration of the unknown.
Some places even worship the sky as a god, and every civilization has the custom of praying to the sky.
When they looked up, they saw only a brain full of maggots? The world had already been eaten clean by maggots.
That's why the whole world is so weird.
When Zhu Ning was still sweeping garbage at the cleaning center, he wondered why humans have advanced technology but do not explore the universe.
It now seems that the passage to the universe is closed. They simply cannot break through the sky. No matter how high they go, they will only enter the brains of the pollutants and become maggots that gnaw numbly.
Zhu Ning had simply entered by mistake. The attack power of this contaminated area was not strong, and it didn't even show any clear contamination logic.
Pollutants kill people either by killing the threat or because they lack similar species and want to assimilate humans to strengthen themselves.
They are too small and pose no threat to this polluted area. They are not something that needs to be eliminated urgently, nor do they need to be assimilated.
The reason for not killing you is that you are too weak, so I look down on you?
The road constructed in Zhu Ning's mind became half a walnut kernel, flashing continuously, like a reminder, or like pollution invading from the opposite direction.
Imagine that you have a brain inside your brain, which gets bigger and bigger, and the cycle repeats itself over and over again.
The flashing speed was getting faster and faster, more terrifying than any other spiritual pollution he had encountered. The brand had been placed, and Zhu Ning could not avoid it. Suddenly, his hair stood on end, and the black mucus flowed faster.
She resonated with the brain of the entire world and had a strange intuition.
Being seen.
Zhu Ning explored this world like a visitor, walking in the fog. At most, he was infected with sleeping sickness, and he would only become more and more tired, and then unknowingly turned into a maggot.
Now Zhu Ning has just found some clues, trying to understand the whole world and forming a brain map in his mind.
The action was an offense and they were targeted.
Before Zhu Ning finished speaking, he looked to the right. Across the wall was the place with the strongest fragrance, which should be where the man with the acne scar was.
Bai Cheng had some kind of sixth sense, and she suddenly smelled the scent of death.
…
Separated by a wall.
Just as Zhu Ning thought, the man with the pockmark was indeed eating insects. There were piles of empty canned food shells at his feet. They had run out of food a long time ago, and maggots were their newly discovered food.
The man with the acne scar and the man with glasses built a small stove, covered it with wire mesh, and carefully roasted each insect, as if they were camping and having a barbecue.
They have to eat; it's the only way to survive after entering this world.
I can't remember how many years it was by then. They actually forgot each other's names and their own names. They either didn't call each other or just used "Hey" instead every time.
In that era, the man with acne scars and the man with glasses were considered "science and engineering geeks", or more politely called "folk scientists", while some also called them "doomsday fanatics".
You must be crazy. You think the world is coming to an end every day. My neighbor once cursed you like that.
The man with glasses was so poor that he only had money left, while the man with acne scars was smart. After they discussed it, they came up with a foolish plan: to go to heaven.
There's something romantic about escaping from this world forever.
The two of them tinkered all day long and built a small spaceship. This plan had been in the works for twenty years. They thought it through very carefully and considered all kinds of situations.
To avoid being bored, they brought videotapes of their favorite movies.
For fear of running out of food, I brought thousands of canned food and compressed biscuits. In that era, there were no concentrated nutritional supplements, and ordinary nutritional supplements required too high a level of preservation.
When the pollution broke out, they knew their chance had come. The engines roared, and under the astonished gaze of others, they really soared into the sky.
They didn't bring anyone else, just the two of them. To be honest, this was quite ungrateful. They were only concerned about escaping for their own lives and didn't even bring any family or friends with them.
But they feel that others are not worthy, including their parents and friends. No one deserves to enjoy it. They have spent twenty years preparing, so why should others enjoy the fruits of their labor? Only the strong can survive, like them.
There was a burst of cheers when it just went up into the sky. This broken spaceship could actually fly. There was nothing more exciting than this. We all thought that we would be willing to die at that moment.
Bang--
The spacecraft hit a wall, and they all thought there was something wrong with the spacecraft, after all, it was not a serious scientific research result, but they clearly felt that the spacecraft hit a net.
When they were in school, they believed whatever the teacher taught them. They believed that the world was round, and there was rotation and revolution, and all kinds of cosmic concepts. After all, they couldn't go to heaven to verify it with their own eyes.
Now that I'm in heaven, I realize that the sky is different from what we learn in textbooks. It was a wallpaper made of blue sky and white clouds, which was bumped into and had a small dent, and the blue sky and white clouds were deformed.
The bow of the spaceship embedded itself in the sky, and they watched with their mouths wide open as they sank deeper and deeper, as if they had passed through a hole in a fishing net and arrived in this world.
It's hard to describe the whole picture in detail, after all, they were just wandering around here.
There was no concept of the sky, it looked like an abandoned farmhouse, a winding road with countless houses on both sides and a few pieces of plane wreckage scattered around.
Other than that, there were only scattered maggots and fly-men left, as if these were the only creatures that could survive.
What a confusing world, everything seems illogical.
The good news is that their spaceship is almost intact and the supplies are still there. In a sense, they should be lucky that they are not dead yet.
There's no explanation for their survival. Perhaps they entered a rift in space or time? Or happened to encounter an open door? Or perhaps they were like the protagonists in those hot-blooded, second-year novels, blessed by fate.
The only consolation is that the world is definitely coming to an end. My classmates and neighbors have already died, including the old man who mocked the end of the world. They are the survivors of this world.
Sure enough, only the strong ones with plans and strategies can survive.
They have always been right.
The houses in the sky world are habitable. There is electricity inside, and there is water that is not sure whether it is clean or not, but you won’t die if you drink it. There are also warehouses and tools.
They settled down here.
At the beginning, my mentality was like going on an outing, finding a utopia, eating canned food when I was hungry, and watching movies when I was bored. I finally got rid of my stupid peers and became a superior person in the true sense.
What is this called, going to heaven or ascending to paradise?
There is no day or night in the world in the sky. When the lights are on, it is day, and when the lights are off, it is night.
They watched a movie over and over again thousands of times, and no matter how much they liked it, they would get tired of it. However, they still wanted to continue watching it even when they were tired of it. Only in this way could they reminisce about the world before.
In a trance, I felt that I was still a human being, not... some messed up existence.
Time was moving forward, and the supplies they brought were limited. After all, they had not truly cultivated to become gods and could practice fasting. The food crisis finally hit them. There were only a few cans of food left, and the compressed biscuits were empty. They were so hungry that they wanted to eat each other.
I really feel reluctant to kill him, after all, he is the only one of his kind. He may encounter bigger problems after death. How can I relieve loneliness in this weird world?
So I was scared and hungry in the middle of the night. I put a knife under my pillow when I slept at night, for fear that I would not do anything but the other party would do it.
I can't die at that kid's hands, they both thought.
After a period of time like this, a normal person would go crazy, as the mental breakdown is simply unbearable.
The two men sat down to talk, like brothers who had just had a quarrel. After shaking hands and hugging, they analyzed the current situation. In the current situation, there was no shortage of land, no shortage of entertainment, no shortage of energy. The only thing missing was food...
They turned their attention to the Fly People and found an endless supply of food - the only specialty of this world.
What’s the big deal? Many older people have eaten it before. It’s high in protein.
The flies in the air world are very strange. They move slowly and don't avoid people when they touch them. If you hold them in your hand, they will flutter stiffly twice with their arms drooping, looking lifeless.
The fly man has arms and legs. If you put your hands close to his chest and listen carefully, you can hear that there seems to be a small heart beating inside. How can a fly look like a human?
The man with the acne scar held the fly man in his hand and looked at it from left to right, then put it down silently. It looked too much like a human. He asked himself again, "This must be a human, right?"
Probably because they have watched too many movies, they both felt a little awkward at this moment, and suddenly their personalities became noble. They said they couldn't eat it, because if they ate it, they would not be human.
So what to eat? Eat maggots. Maggots don’t look like humans, so there’s no psychological burden.
Anyway, flies can lay eggs, and maggots are great, high in protein. In the past, this stuff was used to feed pigs. Just close your eyes and pretend to be a pig.
Not to mention, it tastes pretty good. They prefer to eat it roasted, which makes it crispy on the outside, much like shrimp crackers.
Because they were afraid of being hungry and had nothing to eat later, they decided to take it slow and raise their own fish.
When the flies are first released, they are caught in a trash can and left to fend for themselves.
But we soon discovered that this was not feasible. The yield was too low, the crops were sickly, and the mortality rate was extremely high.
Scientific feeding is necessary. They thought about drinking milk in the past. Milk manufacturers advertised that they would play piano music for the cows and feed them organic grass, so that they would be happy both physically and mentally and produce excellent milk quality.
I used to think it was crazy, but now I think maybe there is some truth to it.
After all, the fly man looks half human and needs to meet some basic human needs, such as dignity.
They built houses and gave each fly person a room in an orderly manner. They also made furniture, such as what color sofa to put in this house and what type of refrigerator to put in that house.
This is almost the only fun in the aerial world. Later, they no longer considered the issue of whether to raise the fish or not. Doing handicrafts made them feel better.
The furniture in the model house is not just for decoration, but can really be used. Water can flow when the faucet is turned on. The acne-stricken man is particularly immersed in it. Sometimes he will touch up the paint and repair broken parts.
The fly people actually preserve human civilization. They use things and have normal schedules. Some fly people can even paint. Their paintings are no different from those of humans and are surprisingly artistic.
There is a strange disease spreading. Every fly person feels very tired and falls asleep without realizing it, and then dies. It's a pity.
Are there any side effects from taking this? It might cause memory problems.
Sometimes the acne-scarred guy actually tried hard to recall his own name, and the name of the guy with glasses, but unfortunately he couldn't remember them. It was as if some parts of them had been lost forever.
Who cares? Just stay alive, just like how they abandoned their relatives and friends, abandoned the old world below and went to heaven, just to stay alive.
The joy of living has become eating. The two of them will go together to select high-quality ingredients. They don’t want those that are too thin, but only the fattest and whitest ones, so that they will be delicious when grilled.
Now they were eating and watching a movie. It was an inspirational movie. The penniless male protagonist decided to take the test to become a pilot and fly. He spent half of his time flying the plane. After looking at the planes for a long time, he felt that they looked like flies.
Buzz buzz buzz——
The man with glasses had a bug in his mouth, and his brain suddenly shook. How to describe his current situation? It was like a mobile phone that suddenly received a message.
There was almost no traditional structure in the man with glasses' brain. Countless insects tangled together formed a new brain, which squirmed faster and made a buzzing sound when he thought.
"Is there a thief?" asked the man with glasses.
The man with the acne scar felt the same as him. Their brains had changed a long time ago. They didn't know how long they had lived, but they could already "breathe" with this hellhole.
This is what it means to live and die together. Before they knew it, they had become the guardians of the aerial world.
The pockmarked man snorted, "I told you there was something there, but you refused to believe me."
The man with glasses said "oh" and didn't think that he had done anything wrong. He picked and chose in the basket next to him and found a bottle of insecticide and a handful of □□. However, the invader was very small, so these things might not be of much use. He had to find something more useful.
The pockmarked man muttered, "There are more and more holes."
This place is leaky, and the sky is like a fishing net. It looks complete at first glance, but a closer look reveals dense holes all over the net.
This happens every once in a while, and a passage somewhere opens up, and then some strange things happen in their world.
I couldn't really tell what the thing was. It looked like a human and a bug, and it was extremely small, smaller than a fly. It would break into pieces if I crushed it with my fingers.
The lethality is not too great, and usually they die after a while without any notification. Notification means they need to be strangled.
Intruders could harm the world.
The man with glasses picked up a backpack full of weapons and asked in confusion as he walked away, "Where do you think these thieves came from?"
"I don't know. It's so annoying. I haven't finished my meal yet."
The man with the acne scar looked longingly at the barbecue grill, on which were roasted golden and crispy maggots.
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