Chapter 2 You are dead
This is a deep and dark corridor.
There were faint firelights on both sides, and the halo was a bit abnormal, just like the fluorescent lights of the previous life. Xiao En suddenly realized that his memory had begun to become clearer. He tried to use reason to analyze everything that happened at this moment. His brain began to work crazily, and everything in his past life memories, whether it came from movies, novels, or other broken memories, , all the broken memories that help explain what happened before him are being recalled crazily by him.
"Calm down!"
"The spark of your thinking is so sparkling!" The woman's cold voice sounded.
A cold finger.
The skin was extremely delicate and soft, but not warm. It was a bit cold. He touched Xiao En's forehead gently. He tried to avoid it, but he couldn't. In an instant, he was forced to [calm down] ], my thinking is clearer than ever, but my brain is very lazy.
It is refusing to recall those fragmented memories.
The brain is rebelling against him.
It’s like an old and worn-out desktop computer. Even a small program running a little bit is still making a roaring fan, and the sharp tinnitus sounds again, which has begun to affect the brain’s operating power.
"It's not scientific, it's not even magic!"
"But it's crazy." Sean's brain rebelled.
The brain rejected him.
Refuse to recall those broken memories, at least not so violently, because those broken memories bring a familiar scream.
The brain becomes dull.
"What is that?" Xiao En's body was paralyzed again.
The deep corridor is changing.
He saw swaying fireflies, shadows growing in the darkness, as if they were spreading curtains, and countless obscure words and patterns appeared on the walls of the corridors. These were 'knowledge' and could not be seen clearly. , but it seemed to want to be imprinted in his mind.
The brain is trembling!
It betrayed Xiao En, it wanted to accept the knowledge and remember the obscure patterns that emerged.
It even tried to control Xiao En's eyes to gaze at the reflections of the curtains spreading in the darkness.
The brain has a mind of its own.
“The Lord of Darkness.”
“A very powerful and strange ancient existence, and also a very famous writer, who likes some crazy and weird ideas, he lingers in the deepest part of people’s memories. "The woman's voice was no longer calm. She recited a spell that Xiao En couldn't understand. A shining light appeared on her fingertips, like a blue ghost fire. There was a rare trembling in her voice. With a magnetic hoarse voice, he slowly said: "He is attracted to you. Weren't you also a writer in your previous life?"
"No." Xiao En blurted out, completely out of control.
"That's good." The dim light gathered in the woman's hand dispersed the reflection in the darkness, and she said softly: "Artists are a very troublesome group of guys."
"The sparks of their thoughts are too active. "
"It is easy to summon and come into contact with things that should not be touched."
"The Lord of Darkness"
"He is often attracted by some crazy and weird thoughts. You’d better keep your thoughts under control, at least here, and don’t think too much.”
Sean saw the text.
An unknown ancient text spreads along the wall of the corridor, as if it were a magnificent epic masterpiece. There is a silhouette of an angel emerging from the curtain, but it is not what Xiao En recognized. That kind of angel, it is a bunch of bright red meat balls, squirming, spreading its wings, with a scarlet eye in the center, a pair of huge open white wings, and the center of each white feather slowly opens 's eyes.
“Are you really not a writer?” The woman was silent again, her voice magnetic and nervous.
"No." Xiao En hesitated and said cautiously: "But I occasionally write some absurd stories."
A swearing country slang.
Xiao En was very sure that the other party said a curse word, and it was very ugly. Although he couldn't understand it, his brain understood it.
Ah!
Damn it.
My brain betrayed me, it no longer obeyed my command.
Or.
Am I disobeying my brain?
"Be rational, I will take you out." The woman's magnetic voice trembled, she grabbed Xiao En's palm, the cold touch, the body temperature was very low, and she was a little nervous, and said softly: " If you still want to live, please stop thinking about anything."
"Otherwise, I will have to take your body to meet the mentor."
You may still be killed. Mummy made.
Because next to the morgue are mummies.
ah!
Damn it!
Can’t think about anything anymore!
The eyes also began to betray themselves. It diverted its attention towards the weird words on the wall, trying to imprint those absurd and weird words and symbols into Xiao En's brain.
“The first lesson of survival here.”
"Learn to control yourself."
"Including thoughts."
The woman fiercely dragged Xiao En through the spreading shadows, and countless shadows turned into tentacles as if to retain him. , or it may be to retain the sparks of thought flickering in Xiao En's brain. The dark curtain changes into endless obscure symbols, some of which are so familiar and yet strange. These are knowledge, living, conscious, obscure and mysterious knowledge.
As long as Xiao En reaches out his hand, grabs them, and stuffs them into his head, he can become a learned scholar.
Maybe he is a writer with unlimited inspiration!
ah!
Damn it!
My brain is hungry. It longs for knowledge. This knowledge can be seen with the naked eye and can be touched with my fingers. With just a light touch, the knowledge pours into my body. There is no need to study or work hard. , endless knowledge is at your fingertips.
“But that’s not your knowledge!” In Xiao En’s paralyzed body, his lazy brain resisted.
It's too barren.
It knows too little about this world, this starry sky, and this universe.
Knowledge.
It is so eager and coveted that the brain's instinct wants more, to enrich itself and understand the mysterious nature of this world.
“No.”
“I beg you, I will study hard and learn more knowledge.”
"Don't touch it."
Xiao En was praying for his brain. He really felt fear, deep, dark and obscure fear. He never thought that he would experience such a crazy thing. His own brain, it betrayed itself and only wanted to get the mysterious knowledge floating in the fog.
It's thirsty!
But at this moment, a cold and slender hand forced Xiao En to break away from the dark and obscure shadow curtain.
He lay on the ground panting violently.
Covered in cold sweat and slightly twitching.
"I think I may not be able to be your guide." The woman's voice was very tired, and her voice went from hoarse to hoarse. "I will ask the instructor to replace you with a higher-level guide." ."
"Before that, I will take you to a safer place."
Xiao En got up.
The curtain of the shadow was dissipating, and the dim firefly reappeared. He felt that his throat was dry, his brain was empty and barren, he was eager to learn something, and he even couldn't wait to read some very professional books.
It is best to read books that contain real knowledge and real wisdom.
He is eager to learn! incredible.
After a long time, Xiao En regained his senses. His voice was hoarse and he said slowly: "I'm sorry."
Although he didn't know what happened.
But this woman didn't do anything too malicious to herself. If preparing to make herself a mummy didn't count, she even saved Xiao En's life just now.
"You are in danger. I suggest you rest in peace." The woman took out the ceremonial dagger that shone with cold light again.
Shawn smiled.
This was the second time a woman persuaded him. His poor brain recovered from laziness. He felt that his thinking was clearer than ever before. He was even willing to read those obscure professional books in his previous life. He calmly touched them. He paused for a moment with his nose and fingers, and said calmly: "You just tried your best to save me."
"Now you persuade me to commit suicide."
"What are you afraid of?"
"What terrible thing will happen if I die, or die abnormally?"
"I'm sorry."
"I still want to live. The memory after death is very lonely and void, and there is no pain."
"Although it is a bit crazy here, it is very interesting."
The spark of wisdom is shining.
Xiao En's insight was unprecedentedly sharp at this moment. He observed that the woman's pupils shrank slightly when he spoke. Although he did not have the ability to read other people's superficial thoughts from a woman's mouth, Xiao En knew that he Guessed some things right.
She is scared!
“From the moment I came back to life, or in other words, from the time this body came back to life with my soul.”
“You are very repulsive to my existence.”
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"Although you hid it very well, you still couldn't hide it from me."
"I'm sorry."
"There were people like me, people who came back from the dead, you Did the alien soul in my mouth bring you any bad memories?”
“Your mentor”
“That skull... I don’t know how to describe it. ...A lich? ..."
"He seems to have made a deal with some existence?"
"My soul."
"It seems to be part of the deal."
"My thoughts after death My memory is very vague, I only remember floating in endless nothingness. Can you tell me more information?"
Xiao En's expression gradually became more confident, boastful, and a bit arrogant.
The woman was silent.
After a moment, she raised her head, her eyes under the crow mask seemed bitter, and whispered: "Do you know who you look like now?"
Huh?
Xiao En's expression was stunned for a moment.
"Like a man, the great detective-Morty Lane."
"He has far more insight than ordinary people. He likes to brag in front of everyone, especially reasoning about everything in front of others."
"Although some reasoning is full of loopholes, he enjoys the spotlight. "
The woman paused for a moment, her voice was small, but it was like a hammer hitting Xiao En's brain, and she said softly: "He is the man in the book "Detective Morty Lane" The protagonist. A fictional character who does not really exist."
"It is also one of the very dangerous and strange existences."
"Your expression just now, and even your reasoning. It’s very similar to him. Because his signature move is to touch his nose when reasoning.”
"You are the soul of another world."
"More malleable than our souls, and more susceptible to chaos and madness, you are very dangerous."
"I hope you die."
"But I cannot disobey my mentor's order."
The woman's expression gradually became cold. After a short rest, she got up tiredly, stared at Xiao En in front of her and said: "You The first moment of recovery of consciousness.”
"I want to pretend to be still unconscious and understand everything nearby."
"It is through the ability of 'detection of thinking' that I sense that your consciousness has long since awakened."
" This means that you are not an arrogant person."
"You are very cautious."
"Although the sparks of thinking were extremely bright along the way, it even attracted the Lord of Darkness. But you seldom speak, I am always talking, you are listening and thinking, and the thinking makes us all very dangerous."
"You should be a cautious person by nature."
"So."
"Are you still yourself now?"
"Xiao En!"
< br>The woman took off the black crow mask, revealing an extremely beautiful face, pale and bloodless, like the side face of an exquisite doll. Her voice gradually became colder, revealing a hint of murderous intent, and her slender hands grasped the ceremony tightly. Dagger, said cautiously: "Are you Xiao En now?"
"Or the Great Detective - Morty Lane?"
The darkness of death floats behind the woman's long silver flying hair, her beautiful face like an exquisite doll, her lips slightly pursed, her cold blade, her solemn expression , with a determined expression, all showing a bit of piercing murderous intent.
In front of her, Xiao En trembled and stood frozen on the spot.
Buzz.
The shadow curtain that seemed to have disappeared suddenly reappeared, like a tulle blowing in the wind, emerging and combining from different dimensions, like a two-dimensional pattern changing into a three-dimensional projection, one by one, countless Tiny, living knowledge, words, symbols, patterns, like an extremely busy swarm of tiny bees, are shuttling around in Xiao En's empty brain.
The entire brain, the entire skull, has been gnawed by countless tiny pieces of knowledge, turning it into a honeycomb-like appearance.
Countless traces of 'insect bites' emerge, almost difficult to see clearly with the naked eye. Those tiny 'knowledges' that are busy drilling in and out of the brain like 'worker ants' are currently transforming the entire brain. The structural environment makes it more suitable for 'them' to live.
A brain suitable for the settlement of mysterious knowledge!
Countless symbols, like a colony of nanoscale ants, penetrate, invade, and eat. Finally, the wounds are repaired with the slippery mucus of knowledge, and the damaged nerves are sutured with tiny silver-white marks.
They are eating excess brain tissue!
Finally, in the deepest part of the brain, a fictional character called ‘Detective Morty Lane’ was resurrected in the reshaped brain lair.
These 'living knowledge' replaced Xiao En.
He is dead!
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Cute new report.
999K’s purely cute new report has some bad writing, so please be merciful.
I am alive and well, so I can keep it in my collection.
(End of this chapter)