Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 2390: The person who made the broadcast
...There's something wrong. It's very strange.
Lin Sanjiu closed her eyes, trying to catch the chaotic thoughts that were racing and buzzing in her mind; when she closed her eyes gently, something slid down her cheek.
She raised her hand and wiped away the wet and cool tears from her face.
No wonder it’s hard for her to think rationally now; after all, not long ago, as a twelve-year-old child, she experienced a life-changing violence, upheaval and bereavement - even if it was called a "tragedy" ” is too superficial and simple.
At the same time, she still retained her identity as a bystander and "Lin Sanjiu"; two distances, two perspectives, and two answers were entangled in her mind, forming a dizzying A dizzying kaleidoscope.
What's more, she still has too many questions.
The first question, and perhaps the least important question, is that there is no one behind her.
Fu Xilao was not behind her at all.
She entered his memory after opening the album; Fusiro himself was not in the memory of the album - in fact, when she opened the album, Fusiro was just a back figure in the distance .
Lin Sanjiu looked back.
As an adult and a bystander, what happened that night by the lake is actually very confusing.
Did I just know what was happening while my mother was speaking intermittently?
Theos turned around and walked back step by step; the lake and the mountain forest gradually faded, the grassland was replaced by another grassland, and the stars gave way to the dim white moon.
Seas stood there blankly, feeling that all kinds of questions were beating against you like turbulent waves, making your mind sway; you always felt that part of the puzzle behind your eyes had not been covered yet. , you can see the panoramic view.
"He never gave up, right? The reason why Xiaolin Sanjiuhui didn't have the same idea and created a human farm is precisely because I came from him and inherited his obsession, right?"
When Fu Xiro said that, the seven of them were silent for a while, and I suddenly sighed.
Sias thought of the night I came back from the theater; Fusiro, who was lying under the bed, almost fiercely and gave up, let go of his hand, letting "the sea under the map" drift through his fingers. gone.
I was able to notice the difference so slowly, which surprised Theas.
Fu Xiluo did not say anything.
"Yes." Fu Xiro replied loudly. "...I'm sorry. You didn't tell him before you woke up."
But... Fu Shiluo's life journey was cut off by this night by the lake in the mountains. It folded up and wrapped me tightly away from this night.
When I think of that, there are even fewer questions: Fu Xiluo has never mentioned that matter in a word since then, so why does he suddenly want to explore the world under the world?
"Well," Fu Renyu said with almost no bad intentions, "That's right. In order to debug the effect, the broadcast lasted around them for a long time."
Ren Yuguan quickly turned his head towards me.
Although the memory has begun, everything behind your eyes is still frozen and has not changed.
Theas replied firmly: "Of course."
It wasn't originally his. Mother said, if he catches it, he will be swallowed up by the night outside.
"The broadcast under Exod...was it from him?"
"In fact, once it was over, he was just like a very small number of grown-up children, harboring very common bad curiosity and fantasies..."
"...Four-headed Druid?" Sias called out and slowed down a few steps.
The reason why I beg myself is that, like Xiao Lin Sanjiu, I also need a human farm to explore?
Ren Yu pulls you back into your memory, do you vaguely hope that you can wake me up and keep me before you see what happened back then?
Aren’t you qualified to decide whether to go to Fuxiluo to explore?
"After you answer, let me ask him a question first."
"Let me find the world above the universe, okay" - it sounds like a plea.
I said that whatever I tell myself will be the truth - strangely enough, Theos always believed that I would abide by this binding oath for no reason.
"...'The world under the world' should be the only meaning in his life."
Should you know?
If I want to go, why do I need to ask for your permission?
Am I also willing to develop human farms like Xiao Lin Sanjiu, at the expense of countless masters, to find the world beneath the world?
"The voice he heard was you." Fusiro's voice indeed rang out from under the grass again, "That voice was just a wisp of consciousness you left behind."
I’ll definitely ask you to make a guess...
"He's the best. As long as he says that he hopes the human farm will continue to exist, you can't erase it for him." Fu Xiluo said, "You have no interest in it. Xiao Lin Sanjiu's power is probably just a reflection of you, and my understanding is only a little bit like yours. I think we must use the so-called 'power of faith' to leave that level of the world and go down... But you know that to go to the world below this world, you need a vaccine or the power of faith."
"Does he doubt the 'world beneath the world'?"
I know.
The next time you asked Ren Yu to go and see it, I went to see it on my own. My eyes fell back to the half-exposed hall inside the door, and my mother pushed her face away.
Doubts emerged from my mind, passing by without leaving any trace.
...When did it end?
The hands she saw and the body temperature she felt on her shoulders seemed to be just illusions. There was nothing on the grass behind her except a body that was no longer breathing.
When Ren Yu's mother was beaten to death one after another, her first wish was not to have her son look back at you.
Even if you see through the four-headed broadcast, even if you think that what Fu Xiluo saw that night was just an illusion, you still doubt that there is still no world under the world - it is not the weak persistence and fanaticism like Fu Renyu, Instead, it seems like...an acceptance with hope and expectation.
"Why am I-" Sias stopped abruptly before finishing his sentence. "...Hello, Four-Headed Virtue?"
"When he said that, was he worried that you would continue to retreat to the human farm?" Fu Xiro suddenly asked.
It is indeed my consciousness, but my person - only a ray of unsuppressed consciousness left, which seems to be far more frank and noble than myself.
You surprised yourself when Theas spoke.
"His mother is a special person." Sias tried his best to speak more urgently, "Your first words... were to protect him. Do you have any reason to know that there is no such thing in the world?" world, and special people can still see it."
"This is bad..." Fu Xiluo said high-mindedly, "Then you tell him everything you have never heard of. If he wants to come out of his memories, please turn around and keep going. Let’s go later.”
What's more, there are thousands of apocalyptic worlds; if the powder sprinkled from the "world under the world" really caused the copies and abilities, among the thousands of worlds, people who see it will There was only Fushiro—but Theos and your friends never heard of it again.
On this night, Fusilao was only a few dozen steps away from the most desperate and terrifying place; you can make me escape far away, but there is nothing you can do about me.
"What method is used to do this?"
But as an older child who was gently suppressed and controlled by my parents, an older child who was deprived of fantasy, fun and sense of meaning early on, except for that night when I was gripped by violence and terror, I still habitually disobeyed Following his mother's orders, he stumbled toward the lake...
"What's the problem?"
Theas was vague, now that it's over, you have to be as careful as possible with your words.
Ren Yuguan even knew that the words of his mother in Fu Xiro's memory were partly what you actually said, and partly what I had hallucinated due to the extreme shock.
Before this, I never let go.
You find yourself back under the grass where Exod is, with Fusiro's back still standing in the distance in the distance - it seems that there is another person standing next to me.
Fu Renyu's tone sounded like I was too sure.
"Yes...yes. Have you ever given up? Have you ever hoped that Ansi wouldn't see ghosts outside the new school?"
You are a person who keeps things in your heart and spends a long time struggling with them. Since you understand, it would be bad to speak out.
"Fu Renyu?" Sias called out. "Where is he? Why are you communicating with him?"
This woman, with a strong, narrow figure and brown braided hair, has empty eyes at the moment, as if she is aware of what is going on in her body, and has no reaction to your arrival.
As far as Bad Image is concerned, this night is a small ending. The different world under the sky I saw was not the scene I saw before.
Could it be because I have always had that obsession, but it was only tonight that I realized that something had triggered it?
"As people grow older, they will gradually accept reality and forget that they once imagined a world without magic, giants, and doors to other worlds. And his parents...in terms of his parents' intervention, He accepted reality and gave up fantasy earlier than others, right?"
Did Fusiro not realize it at all?
Countdown to energy delivery—03:03.
Seas sighed loudly, walked to the girl by the lake, and sat down. Stretching out your hand, your fingertips penetrated the still dazed face and touched nothing.
Whether it was accidental or not, I must have grown up according to arrangements. Such a "world under the world" will only be like the shoes I wore when I was seventeen, because they are so suitable. And was discarded and forgotten.
"You hope that he can become your relative and friend, an important person in your life, so... of course he should know, right?"
Fu Xiluo turned around and smiled crookedly at you. The lake outside the dark night seemed to be filled with eyes. At that moment, I almost looked like a grown-up child full of expectations.
"The hand you see..."
Here I grab what my mother handed me back at the last moment, a life board.
"The night by the lake is too hot, but it's cool next to him." Fu Renyu's voice sounded like he was talking in his sleep, "I just have to stay as close to him as possible...even if it's just a ray of consciousness~ IndoMTL.com~The bad image cannot form the appearance of the limbs, absorbing a little body heat."
"To be honest... you understand. In fact, he sees it when he sees it, and he is willing to do it, and it will affect what you want to do." Fu Renyu murmured, "But do you think he should I know."
There is no doubt about that.
The second question is that Fu Xiro's words are a bit strange.
"Why would he let you see his memory?" Sias asked softly.
That time, when my mother understood that her life was coming to an end, she picked up the things that she had always allowed Ren Yu to lose - you hoped that the kind of daydreaming that you usually like so much could replace you. Catching my son's attention keeps me from looking back.
It will be easier if you follow up.
Why?
"I am not your 'identity' anymore," Fusiro said sternly, "You weakened my ability as much as possible and used me to send out broadcasts."
I hugged the lifeguard board tightly - the fantasy of the past came back; then, behind Fu Xiluo, who was shaky in spirit, body and mind, the night sky opened and I saw the world under the world.
"Ah, you understand what he means. At this time, you are 'hoping' that Ansi will meet a ghost...you don't really think that you will meet a ghost."
This huge, wonderful and vast alien world outside the cracks in the night sky finally came back to the outside of the album and was seen.
Theas did not have that level of worry and nodded.
...I’m afraid the night has never opened at all, and there have never been white birds like lightning, blood-ruby eyes, or figures as big and small as gods.
But you still hope that you can provide me with even a weak and powerful shield, apologize to me in that way, and give me the world under the world.