Chapter 42 Those Who Left Me (15) (Three in One) [VIP]
Guan Hongyan's eyes were filled with darkness.
Yun Guang's voice sounded as if through a layer of plastic film: "Is there any basis for the reversal of time?"
"No," She Mochu said confidently, "but based on my experience of escaping death countless times before, my suspicions are usually correct."
This is a sixth sense built up from countless experiences.
"So..." Yun Guang seemed to think for a while, "Let's not talk about this. I want to confirm first, how can I know that my actions or thoughts are involuntary."
Human behavior is driven by thoughts. If thoughts can be changed, how can we confirm whether such thoughts are generated by ourselves and whether the actions are what we want?
Guan Hongyan raised her hand. She wanted to tell Yun Guang that you don’t have to worry about not being able to discover it, because the idea that suddenly appeared in your mind was too weird and was definitely not something a normal person would have.
No normal person would feel close to the brains of his teammates, unless he is crazy.
But now she felt like she was going crazy.
Something seemed to be vibrating in her brain. Every time she shook her head, those round, crystal-clear objects would shake with her movements, making tiny squeezing sounds.
The sound was transmitted into her ears along her cerebral cortex, and then sent back to her brain by her nerves. Every groove and every inch of cortex was in contact with those round and sticky things. They had an extremely soft and elastic touch. If she had to describe it, although she didn't want to say it, that thing was like pearls.
Pearls in milk tea.
It was soft yet elastic, sticky and round, making her unable to help but dry heave again.
Guan Hongyan vowed that she would give up drinking bubble milk tea for at least three months after she got out of here.
No, six months.
She would rather eat only coriander for these six months as long as it allows her to get out safely.
Thank God, the fixed attribute saved her life.
The genetic aversion to coriander finally pulled her out of the trance brought on by the san check. Guan Hongyan couldn't stand it anymore and put her hands over her ears: "Paper, give me some paper...quickly, quick, quick."
The strange feeling and sound in my head finally disappeared.
Yun Guang's voice that sounded like a piece of plastic film stopped, and a napkin was hastily stuffed into Guan Hongyan's hand. Guan Hongyan didn't care who handed it to her. She took the napkin and wiped the physiological tears from the corners of her eyes caused by the violent retching before asking, "Is there any water?"
She really couldn't stand the taste in her mouth. The number of times she thought of "cilantro" today would leave a mark in her food intake history for the rest of her life.
"Don't give her water." She Mochu's voice sounded calmly, interrupting Yun Guang's actions in time.
Why?
Guan Hongyan subconsciously wanted to raise her head suddenly, but she stopped abruptly before shaking her brain.
Then she paused for a few seconds, and then, Guan Hongyan slowly raised her head with the most dignified manner in her life, and looked at She Mochu with a pair of red eyes: "Why?"
Her intuition told her that this was the answer she didn't want to hear.
She Mochu glanced at her with pity on the other side. Guan Hongyan would never admit that his mixed look of mockery and indifference was pity: "Because the bugs in your brain have become unusually active after coming into contact with adult bugs of the same species."
The sound that Guan Hongyan heard just now when she was going through san check was not an auditory hallucination, it was coming from her mind.
At this time, once she drinks water, the larvae eggs in her brain will only move more frequently, dragging her into a sanity test again, because the existence of these worms is an attack on the human brain: absorbing nutrients, disrupting thoughts, and controlling actions.
Ignorance is the first rule of survival in the world of Cthulhu. Once Guan Hongyan realized that the voice really existed, but was too subtle for her to notice, then from then on, she would subconsciously pay attention to this voice every second.
That's why he was worried at the beginning about how to convey this information to everyone. The information about this kind of insects itself is an attack on the human brain and thinking. The more they know, the more benefits it will bring to the insects living in them.
Bai Jinshu smoothly changed the topic and also diverted Guan Hongyan's attention: "Do you think that your desire to drink water now really comes from your brain?"
Guan Hongyan: ...
She could have given an affirmative answer. Humans would want to drink water after violent retching. She would also want to drink something to suppress the smell after thinking madly about "coriander". But when she thought about the inexplicable familiarity she had felt in the mountain village in the afternoon, she felt that she was not so sure.
Is it she who needs water, or the bugs?
Does this thinking require water's thinking? Is it coming from the insect or from her?
Guan Hongyan gave up thinking and collapsed: "In your Cthulhu world... can people really survive?"
The hounds that appeared from a 120-degree angle were fine, the strange creatures whose time was not linear were fine, and the "coriander" that could pry open people's skulls was fine, but the bugs that could manipulate people's emotions and make her feel a sense of familiarity with the bugs mixed in her own brains were really unbearable.
She could tolerate disgust, but she could not tolerate her thoughts and behavior being manipulated.
This made her feel strongly offended, as if her brain was invaded.
Of course...from any angle, her brain has now been invaded.
Can people still survive in such a world?
"Sure, give her a piece of chocolate," She Mochu instructed Yun Guang, his voice still as matter-of-fact, "Otherwise, what am I?"
Didn’t you say you are not a human being!!!
"I understand, I completely understand," she said, bowing down to him. She bit the chocolate Yun Guang handed over with a loud crunch. "She Mochu, you are right. In such a world, we should not be human beings. Is there an option to join? I will join. I will join."
Bai Jinshu sat opposite her and raised his chin to respond: "I think you need to calm down after you just passed the san check."
Guan Hongyan even started to speak without thinking.
In the world of Cthulhu, being a human being is always better than not being a human being. Otherwise, why did he and Shemochu go to such great lengths to preserve their human identities?
"I did pass a san check," Guan Hongyan held onto her sunglass, feeling that her assessment of the Cthulhu world was still too optimistic, "but now I feel like I understand everything."
"I can now calmly accept that there are worm eggs in my brain, and that my nasal cavity, trachea and alveoli are filled with larvae with every breath I take. I can even calmly accept that those things will eventually hatch from my brain."
She was like a broken jar, "What other information do you have? Tell me all of it. I can accept anything."
"Really?" She Mochu's voice became more compassionate, "Did I really say that?"
The kind with strange sarcasm and scattered pity.
"The 'cordyceps' we found this morning are the wild vegetables that Lu Changfeng, Li Renjiang, Jin Ming and the others have eaten," he paused strangely, "If I'm not mistaken, the insects they are living in should be the insects in our brains. Because they are parasitized by plants, the insects that were originally not visible to the human eye can now be seen by the human eye."
They are known to grow outside ancestral cave tombs where many dead people are buried.
As for the corpses in the ancestral tombs, some had their skulls pried open by "coriander", while others did not.
Adult worms will only emerge from their cocoons after parasitizing the human brain, so if I am correct, those worms should probably come from...
"Stop! Stop, stop..." Yun Guang couldn't stand it anymore.
The gentleness and calmness on his face seemed to have cracked: "I have to take it slow..."
The expression on Guan Hongyan's face was wonderful: "...I think so."
She paused for a long time, her tone erratic as if floating in the air: "I think that perhaps Lu Changfeng and the others who will hear this information next will need to slow down..."
Perhaps the only people who could empathize with Lu Changfeng who would collapse a few minutes later were the commentators:
【vomit……】
【Ah ...
[Save me, save me, save me, save me! ]
[Why doesn’t the Foundation censor the voice? I strongly request that such messages be deleted directly in the future.]
[Because this is a live broadcast...the property manager doesn't know what Xiao Chu will say.]
[She Mochu, why did you say it out? Just let this information rot in your stomach. Why did you say it out? Do you know how upset I am?]
[I know, you don’t even have punctuation marks.]
[I am so upset. My mind is now filled with Xiao Chu's pitying look.]
[That was the Lord's mercy to these team members who knew nothing about the world of Cthulhu. ]
[Then could you please tell me earlier next time, or give me a warning? I'm having a midnight snack.]
【The Lord doesn’t care.】
[(Can’t stand it anymore!)(Stands up angrily!)(Runs out of the door!)(Pushes the door open!)(Pushes the door open!)(Pushes the door open!)(Pushes the door open!)(Pushes the door open!)(Realizes that it’s a revolving door!)]*
[One-click query of the mental state of investors in this report live broadcast room. ]
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By the time the message reached Lu Changfeng, Bai Jinshu had already slept for more than an hour.
What woke him up was not the crazy sound of Lu Changfeng vomiting, but a subtle feeling.
He felt something was not right.
Outside the tent, the sounds of Lu Changfeng and Jiang Jinming vomiting mixed with sobbing were heard. Li Ren was frantically looking for a miracle of gastric lavage in the foundation. Three grown men, if you didn't know, you would think someone had done something to them. The culprit, Bai Jinshu, opened his eyes expressionlessly, and the first thing he noticed was that the world in front of him was a little messy.
It's like having a severe case of floaters.
It was dark outside the tent, with only a night light on in the camp so as not to disturb his sleep. But his vision was a bit confused at this time, as evidenced by the fact that his field of vision was filled with spots. These were small flying dots floating in the air, which could be seen wherever he looked, seriously affecting his vision.
She Mochu woke up very quickly, probably because of the habit of getting up from his previous investigation experience, he didn't need to sleep for too long. Bai Jinshu woke up from his sleep within a few seconds, opened his gradually clear eyes, fumbled to pull his hand out of the sleeping bag, and reached out to touch his face.
Fortunately, it still feels smooth to the touch.
Then he touched down along his neck, and even better, everything below his neck had turned into scales.
Bai Jinshu reflected on himself expressionlessly. He was wrong. He shouldn't have been so lucky as to think that he was fine. So he became lazy and went back to the tent to sleep alone.
If he could go back an hour ago, he would knock on the door of the teacher's tent without saying a word and go to Huai Jiamu to be a pendant who would never leave his side.
And all this is She Mochu's fault.
She Mochu's laziness and fatigue have a great impact on others. Since entering this space, he has not escaped the influence of his mentality.
Bai Jinshu expressionlessly passed the buck, pushing all the problems onto others, and then he walked out of the tent with a sleeping bag in his arms, feeling at ease.
Fortunately, it’s not too late now.
Lu Changfeng and the other two were frantically drinking water to induce vomiting on the cliff outside the cave. Zhang Lu was silently exchanging stamina-replenishing potions beside them. Guan Hongyan looked at them and really wanted to vomit with them, but there was nothing in her stomach. She was just nauseated by the taste of coriander in her mouth.
Yun Guang looked very calm beside him, but Bai Jinshu felt that he was not sure inside.
Bi Wu had just woken up and was still in a trance. Bai Jinshu, holding a sleeping bag, walked slowly past her and silently knocked on the door of the teacher in charge.
The world is becoming more corrupt and people's hearts are no longer the same as before. If someone who doesn't know the truth saw this scene, they would think that there was some shameful deal between him and the teacher in charge.
There is no need to assume that there is something between them.
Bai Jinshu, who was about to turn into a poisonous snake with sharp and strange colors, hugged the sleeping bag, but the moment the evil god opened the curtain of the tent, he turned back into the pale-skinned, inhuman-looking boy with vertical pupils.
Every line that makes up his facial features is so natural and just right. Under the vague light and shadow in the cave, this picture looks like an exquisite CG that took hundreds of hours to render to accurately outline every inch of his skin.
A textbook sense of inhumanity.
After twice jumping on the edge of alienation, the inhuman feeling in him filled every pore of his body. If you look closely, the sense of horror it brings is even stronger than when he just entered the unknown space.
It's like the uncanny valley effect. When you know that the person in front of you is not human, the more human-like the person is, the scarier it will seem.
So when you know that a person is indeed a human being, but the person on the other side clearly looks like a human being but gives you the feeling that he is not like a human, it will undoubtedly make people feel scared.
Bai Jinshu was clearly in human form at this moment, but he gave people the feeling that he was constantly changing and flowing. Only when Huai Jiamu looked at him would he be fixed in a certain form.
Fixed on a form that is relatively more like a "human".
If Huai Jiamu wasn't there, just Bai Jinshu walking in front of the others like this would be enough for their team to enter full san check again.
If the property management does not have time to code the information, all investors in front of the screen may need san check.
Fortunately, the camera cherished its life and did not shoot in his direction.
Bai Jinshu once again cordially greeted the original author of the comic and his entire family in his heart, then raised his own pillow and sleeping bag to initiate a shameful deal with the evil god.
"I can't sleep," he said pitifully, "Can I come sleep at your place?"
There must be no such option.
Bai Jinshu really implemented the idea of "When there is trouble, we are the evil god's believers; when there is nothing wrong, we are unfamiliar with them" to the extreme.
Anyone who has some normal experience in dealing with people would be able to discover his tool-like mentality hidden behind his perfect performance.
Unfortunately, the opponent is an evil god.
In parentheses, the evil god whose seal was pried open from an unknown space not long ago by love and was finally brought out under someone else's identity. End of parentheses.
Isn't Bai Jinshu doing whatever he wants just by relying on the fact that the evil god knows nothing?
Under the dim light, the pair of grey pupils looked surprisingly bright and surprisingly pitiful.
Besides, he really needed to sleep with Huai Jiamu tonight, otherwise he might go crazy when he woke up.
He was talking about the kind that had no other meaning, just pure sleeping.
Lu Changfeng, who was vomiting all over, looked back and said with a somewhat exhausted and confused tone: "Did someone just walk by? Why do I seem to hear footsteps?"
"No," Jiang Jinming rinsed his mouth frantically, "You're already starting to have hallucinations, you should take it easy."
Lu Changfeng: "...Then I'd better take it slow."
He subconsciously raised his head to empty his mind, then suddenly lowered his head the moment he came into contact with the starry sky.
He seemed to be hallucinating and saw the stars moving.
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The fifth day that the Foundation investigation team entered unknown space.
The project geographical survey team entered the mountain village on the second day.
After a night full of sanity checks and collapse, Bai Jinshu opened his eyes and successfully discovered that the mosquito-like spots in front of his eyes had disappeared.
Those flying mosquitoes he saw last night were most likely these larvae in the air. At that time, his alienation progress bar was almost full, so of course he could see them.
Now Bai Jinshu reached out and touched his face again, then touched his neck. Fortunately, this time the fingertips felt the delicate touch of skin, not the smooth, cold scales with distinct outlines.
Now that he thinks about it, he should have looked in the mirror yesterday. She Mochu, who was on the verge of complete alienation, should have completely lost his human form. Even She Mochu himself probably couldn't clearly tell what he was yesterday.
This kind of opportunity to face the evil god directly without losing san is rare. After all, Bai Jinshu at that time, or She Mochu at that time, was actually no longer a human being. As a mythical creature, he might not even have the concept of san value, so there was no such thing as losing san.
As soon as Bai Jinshu woke up, he moved around in his sleeping bag, which naturally woke up the person next to him.
Well... it can't be said that he was awakened. After all, Huai Jiamu should not need sleep. He does not need the necessary steps for human survival, nor does he rely on the faith of believers to survive like the evil gods in other systems. In fact, Bai Jinshu still hasn't figured out what he is until now.
But the good thing is that whether or not he can figure out what he is, it actually has no effect on him using the evil god as a tool.
Taking advantage of the inquiring gaze from the evil god, Bai Jinshu blinked his tired eyes, leaned closer, and saw his current condition from Huai Jiamu's deep black pupils.
Now he has the classic skin of She Mochu, with pale complexion, gray vertical pupils, and the inhuman comic feel that has been refined inch by inch with the pen.
In Huai Jiamu's eyes, his inhuman cartoon look was even given a layer of creepy stagnation.
Just like the feeling brought by two-dimensional comics and three-dimensional animations, in the comic storyboards, no matter how skillful the artist's painting skills are, the characters in them are still flat and solidified, unlike animations where they are animated, vivid and dynamic.
Huai Jiamu's pupils are like this.
It reflected the moving images, but these things reflected through his pupils had a sense of stagnation and solidification.
"Look in the mirror." Seeing this strange reflection, Bai Jinshu remained calm. He brushed his bangs in the reflection of the evil god's pupils, then turned over and got up, yawning heavily.
The evil god seemed to be startled by his sudden approach to his face, and just stood there motionless and let him take the picture.
Few humans have pure black pupils like Huai Jiamu's. Most people's irises are brown or coffee-colored, but Bai Jinshu suspected that even if he used a strong light to shine on Huai Jiamu's face, his pupils would still be that bottomless black.
It was just like the feeling Bai Jinshu had when they first met, a feeling that could only be described by very abstract words: hundreds of millions of years in terms of time, or extremely deep and far in terms of space.
While the evil god was still in a daze, Bai Jinshu quickly washed and tidied himself up, then smoothly finished his role as a tool and left the tent.
The cunning venomous snake, who had regained his human form, turned around and pointed outside. Just like last night in the mountain village, he put his palms together, softened his voice, and shook obediently: "I have to go out to take care of something."
He didn't know what it would be like for a normal person who loves the person next to him to wake up in the morning, so he had to run away quickly.
I can't give you a good morning kiss, right?
Find a helper and don't get yourself involved.
"No," the evil god said calmly in response to his excuse which was exactly the same as yesterday, "You have nothing to deal with."
Bai Jinshu:?
Wait a minute, how did Huai Jiamu figure that out?
His reason, facial expression, and even his tone are all the same as yesterday?
"I'm going to go back to my tent before my teammates get up," he added tentatively, finding another excuse, "and why would I lie to you?"
This time he was telling the truth, otherwise if others saw him coming out of the teacher's tent early in the morning, it would really seem like some shameful deal had been carried out last night.
The evil god frowned, as if evaluating whether what he said was true.
After a while, he seemed to finally feel something, and said in a calm voice: "Don't lie to me."
Bai Jinshu: ...
He couldn't respond to this. Wasn't he lying to Huai Jiamu from the beginning?
Why on earth did he notice it this time when he had no feelings at all before?
So, under the evil god's disapproving gaze, the young man with vertical pupils half-cheated and half-took advantage of the evil god by pretending to explain the consequences of being too intimate with the teacher in charge, and then half-seriously and half-falsely lamented about the hardships he had experienced in these spaces, and finally, reluctant to leave his sight, he looked back every few steps and immediately galloped back to his tent like a wild horse.
The moment he opened the zipper of the tent, Bai Jinshu thanked himself from the bottom of his heart for getting up early today.
In order to leave, he just casually said something like it would be difficult if his teammates found out. In fact, in the advanced space, these teammates don't care what you are doing at all. As long as what you do does not affect the exploration, it is not impossible for you to develop a one-night stand in the unknown space.
After all, high-end spaces are not broadcast live to the outside world, and everyone knows what kind of people they are.
But generally speaking, no one would develop a one-night stand with unknown creatures in an unknown space. Although they have the appearance of humans, who knows what they are, just like the nurses in the previous space whose real bodies are actually just paper people. This kind of art is still too advanced for humans.
Not to mention this is a Cthulhu world.
I think everyone's desire to leave here is far greater than developing a weird relationship with some strange things.
Bai Jinshu was just giving an example to illustrate that there would be no big consequences if he was discovered. But now that he opened his tent and found that there was another person in the tent where he was originally alone, he sincerely thanked himself for coming back early.
Today is the fifth day since we entered here, and the last missing team member, who was also the first team member to die in chronological time, appeared.
The tent accommodation of their team is distributed according to the number of people. Excluding the single tent of the team leader, there are a total of five tents left. Jiang Jinming and Li Ren appeared in one tent in his room, followed by Bi Wu and Guan Hongyan, Zhang Lu and Cen Qiwen, Yun Guang and Lu Changfeng. According to this logic, the last team member should appear in his tent.
Bai Jinshu frowned and recalled that the team member seemed to be called Xu Zichen, a very ordinary name.
According to everyone's practice, every morning when a new team member appears, another team member who is in the same tent with him will introduce the current situation. Bai Jinshu is in no mood to go through all the old rules again, and then he has to face the other party's disbelief and a series of questions after he finds out that he will die today.
He knocked on the door curtain of Lu Changfeng's tent and began to conscript men in a very rude manner.
"I found Xu Zichen in my tent," Bai Jinshu said bluntly to the sleepy Lu Changfeng, "Who can tell him about the current situation?"
Lu Changfeng was woken up from his sleep. He was originally bleary-eyed, but when he saw his brother Chu's face and remembered what happened yesterday, he became half awake. Then he heard that the last team member had arrived, and he was completely awake.
Yun Guang, who was in the same tent with him, was almost awake. The two of them packed up their things briefly. Apparently, they were used to She Mochu's style of throwing all the work to others because he was too lazy to talk. So they walked out of the tent and prepared to face the last team member who knew nothing about the project.
When they walked out, they found that there was no one outside.
"Where's the person?" Lu Changfeng looked around for several times in surprise, "Didn't you say you wanted to tell me about the situation?"
"Oh," his brother Chu, who was beating eggs with a portable pot beside him, said belatedly, "I haven't called yet."
"One of you can go and wake him up."
Lu Changfeng didn't dare to be angry or say anything. He went into She Mochu's tent without complaint and woke up Xu Zichen who was still sleeping inside.
By the time Yun Guang and he finished explaining the current situation to Xu Zichen, the other team members outside also woke up one after another.
Jiang Jinming and Li Ren vomited as much as Lu Changfeng last night. After waking up, they smelled the food like starving ghosts: "Who is frying eggs so early in the morning? I want some too."
Jiang Jinming: "I want it too!"
The two of them went around the last tent and saw who was frying eggs.
The person they least want to see right now is She Mochu.
As soon as they saw this person, they would remember the feeling of almost vomiting bile after learning the truth last night.
Li Ren: “…I still don’t want it.”
Jiang Jinming: "I can't do it either."
The two of them were as quiet as chickens, sitting obediently in the seat farthest away from She Mochu. They took out two bags of toast from the box and started eating the bread with hot water.
Guan Hongyan and Bi Wu also woke up. Last night, Bi Wu was in a trance for a while and then returned to normal. It was not known whether it was because her sanity value was close to bottoming out or she would not be more shocked than the shocking information she received yesterday. Instead, she was the most normal one among the eight people after learning all the clues yesterday.
When she woke up in the morning, Bi Wu didn't look like the person who had gone crazy yesterday. She saw She Mochu frying eggs and greeted him, "Good morning."
Bai Jinshu glanced at her and said, "Good morning."
There is a saying that since I got a mental illness, I have become more energetic.
Bi Wu is in this state now. After a part of her san value was deducted, she is actually not on the healthy line now. However, because the shock at that time was too great and she saw too many things, the clues Bai Jin told her later did not cause her more harm than that, so her san value was not deducted.
But this state is just a last gasp close to the critical value. As long as she stays in this world and her san value does not recover, she will go crazy sooner or later.
"It's rare to see you get up so early." Bi Wu didn't know that Bai Jinshu was calculating the date of when he would go crazy. She dragged a stool over and sat down, opened a can of milk from the side and poured it into a cup to heat it up.
"Don't..." Guan Hongyan's words of stopping her were only halfway through when Jiang Jinming and Li Ren saw a milky white liquid and felt their eyes blurred. The toast they had just eaten churned in their stomachs and they felt like they were about to vomit.
Bai Jinshu: ...
I shouldn't have told them earlier. Now with the ongoing damage, it would be better to clean up the sanity all at once like Guan Hongyan did before, so as to avoid any more trouble.
But if I don't tell them, given Lu Changfeng's personality, these three people will definitely continue to eat this "cordyceps" as a treasure. When they learn the truth before leaving, the harm caused to them will probably be greater than it is now.
Bai Jinshu touched his chest and felt a dull pain in his and She Mochu's non-existent conscience.
Lu Changfeng and Yun Guang came out with Xu Zichen. Just as they were about to say something, Yun Guang looked around and asked, "Where is Zhang Luren?"
Normally, she should have woken up by now, but there was no sign of Zhang Lu at the dining table.
Even Cen Qiwen was not there.
Cen Qiwen's brain exploded after she passed a san check yesterday!
Yun Guang was startled and walked towards the two people's tent, shouting in a loud voice: "Zhang Lu! Zhang Lu! Qi Wen!"
"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay," Zhang Lu quickly poked his head out of the tent and gestured to everyone outside to keep quiet, "Cen Qiwen is fine."
She opened a small corner of the tent and let Yun Guang look inside. Inside the tent, Cen Qiwen, whose head exploded yesterday, was now holding her head, squatting in the corner and muttering to herself.
"She seems to have regained her normal thinking," Zhang Lu said softly, "but now she is extremely afraid of people for some reason and is afraid to open her eyes. She says something wants to devour her."
"Afraid to open her eyes?" Bai Jinshu suddenly said, "What else is she afraid of?"
"She was afraid of the sound of the boiling kettle," Zhang Lu said in a low voice, "When I got up just now, the water outside was boiling. Cen Qiwen was shaking violently, and she opened her mouth to scream but no sound came out. I wanted to cover her ears, but she became even more terrified. She only felt better when I stood a little further away from her."
"Fear of light, water, sound, and people," Bai Jinshu said as he stood at the door, his tone very familiar, "It's a classic sign of someone losing too much sanity and going temporarily crazy. It will be fine after a while."
But generally there are only one or two kinds. It is relatively rare to have as many kinds as Cen Qiwen has.
"But...hasn't it been a day?" Zhang Lu frowned. "Bi Wu is already well but she isn't. Did Cen Qiwen take too much?"
"For her, it was just a matter of a second for her to have her head blown up by a bug, and the next second she woke up here, so her temporary madness can be said to have just begun."
Zhang Lu nodded half-knowingly: "Then I'll be careful not to irritate her."
Bai Jinshu stood at the door and paused as he was about to leave: "But that's not necessarily the case."
He opened the tent curtain with one hand, walked in, and stood in front of Cen Qiwen with his hands in his pockets: "What did you see?"
Zhang Lu:!
She subconsciously wanted to hold She Mochu back. Cen Qiwen's current condition was extremely unstable. Even if she approached carefully, she would still scream in fear from the other party. Why did She Mochu just go over and ask her what she saw!
Who knew that something unexpected would happen.
Cen Qiwen slowly raised her head and saw a person standing in front of her. She did not show the frightened expression as before, but instead showed a strange expression.
She murmured some strange syllables, and then she knelt down extremely fanatically. She Mochu stood in front of her with his hands in his pockets, making Zhang Lu feel that he seemed not surprised by such an outcome.
Zhang Lu somehow used [Elementary Mastery of Ancient Chinese].
Then she was horrified to discover that what Cen Qiwen was speaking was actually a language, a language that was different from the existing language system.
She seemed to be really worshipping Shemochu enthusiastically, and then saying something in this language.
"She...what did she say?" In the tent, the fanatical kneeling came to an end. When She Mochu walked out of the door curtain, Zhang Lu finally found his voice.
"She said that there is a hole in her retina. Through the hole, she can see endless space, which absorbs all vision and thoughts." She Mochu lowered his eyes, obviously thinking about something. "Her inspiration is too strong. Now she can see things that you can't see."
For example, the hole, and for example, himself who was slowly alienated and deified after leaving Huaijiamu.
The language that Cen Qiwen just spoke is the language of the race of the original owner of his eyes. He is now roughly equivalent to half of the god that She Mochu brought down, and Cen Qiwen's inspiration is so high that he almost joined the religion.
Cen Qiwen’s death yesterday indeed brought her irreversible impact.
Fortunately, if they can get out normally, this will not have much impact on her as long as she does not touch the Cthulhu space in the future.
"Then...what is she worshipping?" Zhang Lu felt that his brain was a little confused. Why did Cen Qiwen kneel down when she saw She Mochu?
Isn’t Cen Qiwen extremely afraid of people?
"I am worshipping God."
He is not a human being now.
She Mochu hurriedly left a word, picked up the slightly cooled poached egg that was still in the pot, and walked towards the tent of the teacher in charge.
In Zhang Lu's confused and shocked vision, he didn't know what he said to Teacher Ma at the door. She couldn't see She Mochu's expression nor hear his voice clearly. She could only see him handing the fried egg to the teacher in charge, and then the "Teacher Ma" who was obviously not the same person as Teacher Ma on the first day took out a black coat from the tent behind him and put it on him.
Then, the strange, inaudible language from Cen Qiwen's mouth stopped.
Zhang Lu let out a long breath.
Too bad she didn't look back.
Otherwise she would see that Cen Qiwen was not okay.
But at this moment, facing "Teacher Ma" with half of his head sticking out of the tent opposite, she retreated slowly and fearfully, as if she had seen some extremely terrifying existence.
Then she pulled up a blanket and wrapped herself tightly in it to hide her frightened eyes.
The author has something to say:
Seeing Xiao Chu, Cen Qiwen: I bow, I bow
Seeing Jiamu Ge, Cen Qiwen: Slip away
Conclusion: Jamuko is more evil than the evil god in the world of Cthulhu (x
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