[248 – Rachel stopped thinking]

This rain that does not exist is stuck in a time and space that does not exist at this moment.

The raindrops that rolled back into the drowsy night sky flew in the opposite direction unreasonably, drawing a straight delay trajectory in the mid-air, and the strips were like threads, extending out small crystal clear water droplets, which were pulled to the point of deformation. The arc edge of the bookstore reflects the distorted and exaggerated outline of the bookstore.

It’s as if the whole world is unreal – it actually is.

This is just a fictitious historical phantom created by the pair of glasses called “The Witness”, which exists only within the distance between Rachel’s eyes and the lens, a falsity constructed with a large number of retrospective spells hallucinations.

No one else could see it except himself.

It doesn’t even exist!

If you want to make an analogy, then these pictures should actually be objectively recorded videos…

Everything here is a fixed fact that has already happened and will never change.

But this world, which is so clearly false that it can no longer be false, has broken through the boundary between fantasy and reality at this moment.

The dark and fuzzy figure on the door not only knew of Rachel’s existence, but even pointed at Rachel… He clearly knew where Rachel was.

It’s like a character in a certain plot being played on TV suddenly turning his head to look off the screen, speaking to the person off the screen, and pointing his finger at it. Remember https://m. xswang.com

This is simply a horror movie that can scare people to pee!

This is true for ordinary people, and it is even more true for Rachel, a god-level transcendent with the titles of “Wisdom of the World” and “Scholar Leader”!

In other words, it was precisely because of his own strength and vast knowledge that he felt a deeper and more secret terror.

At this moment, he felt his hair stand on end, his scalp was numb, and his whole body—from his legs to his hands to his shoulders to his brain and his pupils—could not stop shaking violently.

A thought shrieked uncontrollably in his head, like a swirling nightmare: “It saw me! It found me!”

He knew very well that this was simply impossible!

Rachel is an all-round scholar. He has conducted in-depth research on time and space and related secret arts, but no matter from which direction the theory is viewed, he can’t explain the things in front of him at all.

He couldn’t understand.

Because this picture… fundamentally, doesn’t exist at all…

Things that don’t exist are just imaginary images that are purely mechanical and ethereal like images, and they are all fake!

It’s fake, it doesn’t exist…

There is no entity and there is no consciousness. Even the “witness” can only store and construct these pictures through Rachel’s own brain. There is no way to even complete the god-level common arrival, because these things do not. exist!

“How can something that doesn’t exist be changed? How can I know I’m here, I’m looking for it, I’m looking at it?”

At this moment, Rachel looked at the stagnant picture in front of her, and muttered to herself in confusion.

But his thinking ability as a god-level scholar played a role at this moment. Countless possibilities flashed across his brain like a meteor in an instant. Reason kept him calm and pondered these questions.

At a certain moment, another thought came out of nowhere, like a wave in the tide, hitting the reef and breaking into such a bright and simple answer.

Unless – he tampered with Rachel’s own consciousness…

Rachel suddenly realized.

It was so!

Yes, there is only one possibility.

If it doesn’t exist, it doesn’t exist, it can’t be changed and it can’t be manipulated. The only explanation is that the other party directly manipulated Rachel himself.

Rachel Mouth paused.

“This is really a good method and idea. The owner of the bookstore…Lin Jie, do you want to use this to make me fear and surrender without fighting?”

His trembling body gradually calmed down, his face became calm and confident again, his expression relaxed, and he gradually revealed a smile.

“But unfortunately, I have seen through your thoughts. These tricks are useless to me… However, these tricky psychological games will be used. I’m afraid his strength has not reached that unimaginable level.”

“It’s just the level of danger, if that’s the case…”

The picture behind Rachel staring at the lens began to change again. The time of reversal passed day by day, and the bookstore gradually returned to calm, and there was no other change, as if the dark, terrifying, and eerie rainy night was just a fleeting hallucination. .

After a while.

Rachel shook his head, stopped rotating the button on the frame, tapped the frame again, and closed the “witness”.

When the time turned back to almost two and a half years ago, the vision in front of him had not changed for a long time.

The owner of this bookstore, Lin Jie, came to Nuojin three years ago. There has been almost no change in those two years, and if he thinks about it further, there will be no results.

The picture in the mirror has become a real-time monitoring state again.

“It seems that my lovely gem, my creation, my creation, can still return to me soon… S-227, or should it be called Morn now?”

Rachel showed a confident and firm smile, looked at the girl who was still busy in the book cafe, took a deep breath, and pushed her glasses: “I can’t wait, there is no more perfect existence in this world than this. I have created an artificial human that spontaneously generates consciousness and feelings, my path to becoming a god…”

His voice dropped, then suddenly raised his hand, put his fingers against his temple, and laughed lowly.

“Hahahahaha… Do you think this can make me scared?!”

“It’s just tampering with consciousness that makes me hallucinating. Do you think I can’t detect it? You also underestimate the wisdom of a god-level scholar? Although I have to say that this silently let me step into the trap The calculation is great, but how can I be shaken by it?”

“Lin Jie…Are you proud now? But I’m going to tell you, you’re wrong…”

“You can see me, and I can find you! Do you think you are hiding deep? No, I found you!”

“Hahahaha…Where is it? Where is it?”

Rachel seemed to look through the mirror and looked at the mysterious bookstore owner who had not revealed her true face in the bookstore, showing an extremely strange smile, and then lengthened her tone, saying:

“it’s here!”

His fingers against the temples became extremely sharp, drilling inwards, breaking apart the skin, flesh, bones, until they touched the brain, middle finger, index finger, ring finger… until the entire palm opened and wrapped the brain.

Push hard, hold tight.

“Crack!”