Death from which there is no escape (Part 3) I began to investigate this...
I started investigating this girl.
Soon, I discovered many anomalies.
For example, she always seemed to be able to sense my location and have various encounters with me.
For example, even though I knew she had problems, I couldn't help wanting to get close to her and meet her. This feeling was like being in a passionate love relationship, but on the other hand, my mind clearly knew that I didn't love her.
We kept meeting each other, as if there was an invisible pair of irresistible hands pushing us into one dangerous event after another.
Amidst these crises and ambiguities, our feelings quickly heated up, and we went from being strangers to each other's ambiguous objects.
That's what it looks like on the surface.
It seems that everyone thinks that she is my lover and the heroine of my life.
As her relationship with me grew closer, the people around me also began to be affected.
They are just like the lady who was splashed with red wine at the birthday party that day. Their personalities began to change.
Several of my partners changed their usual profit-oriented image and began to pursue the girl madly, regardless of our cooperation.
My friend changed his image of a playboy and returned to his former love life for her. He chased after the girl with eyes full of affection.
Several ladies in the circle who were known as ladies also became mean and even used some despicable means to discipline this girl. The reason was that they were deeply in love with me and that's why they couldn't stand her.
The one who has changed the most is my mother.
My mother is a gentle, cheerful and generous designer. Her experiences have forged her gentleness. In her eyes, there is no class difference between people. The first thing she sees is a person's character, and then other things.
At the same time, during the three years she lived with me abroad, she deeply realized how difficult it is for a woman to live in this world where men are valued more than women. Therefore, she has great kindness towards women and always tries her best to help women in need.
I am such a gentle mother, but I secretly asked the girl to meet me in a coffee shop, took out a check for 5 million, and forced the girl to leave me.
In order to explore the abnormality of the girl, I hired a private detective to follow the girl and observe her movements. As a result, my mother's actions were also captured in the photos. Looking at the hideous-faced woman in the photo, I couldn't believe that this was my mother.
My mother is very rational. She clearly knows that this girl is not my lover. I told my parents about the strangeness in her. My parents expressed their understanding and suggested many solutions. How could I play the role of a wicked mother-in-law?
It was as if an evil spirit had taken over the mother's body.
The changes around me make me feel like I am living in a fake world, and the people around me are just data that can be modified at will.
The culprit behind all this yin and yang is this girl.
Since he appeared, everything began to change.
I began to shift most of my energy to this girl, and even started to deliberately create chance encounters and create the illusion that I was deeply in love with her.
Finally, after getting drunk one time, I carried her, who was completely drunk, back to the manor where I usually lived.
The housekeeper said to me with a smile at the door, "I haven't seen the young master smile so happily in a long time."
It's this weird conversation again.
Obviously, the ever-expanding business empire would also make me very happy.
I put the girl on the sofa. She looked like a slender little white flower, fragile, tough and beautiful.
At this moment, she exuded a terrible attraction, tempting me to do something impolite.
I wanted to kiss her, even possess her.
Desire and reason are pulling at each other in my brain.
I looked at her deeply, then turned and walked out.
I want to ask Auntie Wu to help her wash and change her clothes.
However, just as I turned to walk out the door, I heard the girl's voice.
It's quite different from the tone of his normal conversation.
[What's wrong with the system? The president won't even come up with this? ]
I soon realized that the voice was ringing in my head.
I walked out calmly, as if I didn't hear the voice.
A strange mechanical sound rang out in mid-air.
[Although the host has already seized the role of the heroine and has a natural attraction to the president, she should not be too careless. ]
[I always feel like something is not right with this world.]
There is indeed a problem.
I wanted to listen to what the mechanical voice and the girl were saying, but they stopped talking.
Back in the study, I began to organize the information I had collected.
The word "heroine" is very intriguing.
The girl occupies the role of the heroine and has a natural attraction to me, so the "hero" refers to me.
"Protagonist" generally refers to the most important character in a literary work.
If the male protagonist refers to me, then what does this "literary work" refer to?
Is it... the world I live in?
The world I live in is a novel, a movie, or a play?
That's why mothers behave completely differently when they meet girls.
Because they met the heroine, they had to complete their "roles".
I made my own speculation and felt that the conclusion was too outrageous.
But what happened next confirmed my inference one by one.
Everyone who met the girl was mechanically performing a very poor performance, and I could feel a strange force pushing me to continue performing.
This force not only drives this world, but also drives that girl.
The girl who is not in the plot is very powerful. From her walking posture, it can be seen that she knows a little about martial arts.
But once she encounters a plot, she will become a little white flower that needs my rescue.
The people around didn't find it strange at all. They were like a group of pre-programmed programs, completing a predetermined performance.
I should have been like them, without my own emotions and choices, and completing the plot driven by a mysterious force.
I didn't know what went wrong, which gave me a moment of clarity.
I must get rid of this girl as soon as possible, but how can I eliminate her influence as much as possible? Can I kill her directly? Or is it better to capture her first and force her to tell the truth about this world?
The reason why this girl can influence others is because the position of the heroine in this world is vacant. If I kill her directly, will there be someone else to take this vacancy?
You won’t know whether it works or not until you try it.
So in one scenario, I took advantage of her weak body and inability to resist and had someone tie her up and send her to the human body laboratory.
Because she couldn't get through the story, she remained in this fragile and weak state, unable to resist. Even though her face instantly turned hideous after she heard me ask about the "heroine", she was unable to break the shackles of that strange power.
I asked her about the truth of this world.
But no one expected that she had somehow managed to escape from the lab. She looked very miserable outside the lab, half of her body was covered in blood, and she looked like she was half dead.
But she also breaks free from the power of the plot.
The girl grinned and said, "I don't want this favorability anymore, I just want this world to be destroyed!"
From the world's memory, I saw this world entering the countdown to death under the power of the girl.
At this moment, a strong energy wave emanated from my body, slowly enveloping the entire world.
My body was torn into pieces.
Intense pain attacked every part of his body, as if all the meridians and bones in his body were broken and cracked, and his flesh was torn into three thousand pieces, leaving only a skeleton, but he was still alive.
it hurts.
it hurts!
I lost all consciousness in the intense pain.
And the memory of the world told me what happened next——
The world has restarted.
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