Will Be Me

"Gudong...Gulu..."

Holding the can, he put the can in the prescribed position, and the glaring white light enveloped the inside and outside of the can all the time.

There is no space at the bottom of the can, and it fits tightly on the ground.

He goes back to his room.

Find a notebook.

Write.

"Calamity Era, February 0010, 2. I had a mental problem. I don't know how long I can last. The endless repetition of days dilutes my rationality. I can hardly help but embrace madness."

【Hey…? 】

For the female voice that reappeared in his head, he didn't change his face, and added something to his notebook.

"...Mental problems are more serious, auditory hallucinations have already occurred, and it is suspected of having a split personality."

【So, you think of me as a fantasy character? 】

He heard the voice in his head say interestingly.

This is true.

He was silent.

In the long-term situation of being about to be driven crazy, it is normal to have a split personality, and he is very aware of this.

"Let's talk."

Even at this time, he is still very calm, so calm that he doesn't look like an ordinary person on the edge of madness.

Now that this "second personality" has become popular, he will not reject the other party, but choose to treat the other party as a friend.

【sure. 】

.

With Lin Yi as a confidant, the man's mental state improved a lot.

At least there was a cloudy light in his eyes, and he was able to quickly react with Lin Yi's words as an anchor after being in a daze from time to time.

"One afternoon ten years ago, the sun set as usual and never rose again. This was the beginning of the disaster."

"The horror that breeds uses darkness as a hotbed, and its pervasive features make human beings almost extinct in a very short period of time. Those who survived built shelters..."

"Frankly, I don't know if this is the only shelter, and I don't know if I am the last living person in this world."

"You ask what is in the darkness? Ah... This is a bit troublesome to say, but I can briefly summarize it, that is... none of the people who walk into the darkness can survive, without exception."

"Oh, by the way, let me show you my vegetable garden. Since everyone in this shelter has died, everything here is mine!"

While talking, he came to another room, another room that was not so dirty, and lifted a black strip with discordant painting style from the girl's heart table.

That's the radio.

The old style allows it to combine its functions with a tape recorder, and by the way, it also takes into account the ability of the sound.

Too many functions make it have a tough shell and a bloated body, but it doesn't look too heavy because of the plastic shell.

"Hey, let me listen to what's on today's broadcast... Oh, if it weren't for this thing, I might really think that I am the last human being in the world."

He pressed the button a little frantically, and following the sound of radio waves came the sound of drinking that was full of excitement.

"Welcome...look...world...peace...black mist..."

"Welcome to World Channel. The symbol of peace has turned into a black mist of obsession. What kind of music groups will emerge from these unknown existences?" He said simultaneously.

"Oh! Really! I'm about to memorize this opening line of World Channel. Is it necessary to emphasize the danger of darkness every day? Who can survive now who doesn't know that darkness will become a murderer?"

Inside the old-fashioned radio, old tapes hummed.

Obviously, this is not the function of the radio at work, but its function of reading the tape is at work.

He has no ability to contact the outside world.

Perhaps his current attitude towards the radio is because he deliberately ignored it in the past and forcibly distorted this memory.

Such an absurd thing has now become a pillar supporting his thinking.

Get up, eat, read, sleep.

This is the day he repeats infinitely, and it is the long time that destroys his spirit. Under such circumstances, listening to the radio from time to time is a strange thing, and it can also stabilize his spirit to a certain extent.

214-295 : Chapter 230 Eight

Leaving aside the half-mad man, Lin Yi observed the shelter with the help of the system.

However, the existence of the system cannot spread out of the man's body.

Once he tried to force a breakthrough, the light outside would flicker, and at the same time, the existence of the system would be forcibly restrained inside the man's body.

The intensity of the outside light changed, and the man knelt down on the ground in fear, trembling.

【interesting. 】

"What's the point! Let's hide quickly, there may be monsters wandering around!"

【What's your name? 】

"We'll talk about it later!"

After another half day, no monster appeared.

The change in light actually indicates that there are "monsters" passing by, and it is not a factor that attracts monsters.

"Huh...huh...it's safe..." The man relaxed.

"By the way, my name is..."

A moment of silence.

"I forgot." He was a little confused.

"Just call 01."

He wasn't confused for too long, in his opinion, the name was just a code name.

【no. 】

"why?"

[Because my name is 01 (Lin Yi). 】

"Oh well, you can call me whatever you want...Sabi, you can call me that."

He ran to his room and closed the diary. On the cover was a kind of text he had never seen before.

"Maybe this is the signature I wrote before? It looks like something... maybe it's my name."

【...】

[Okay, Sabi, that's what I'll call you, you can call me System. 】

After exchanging names, Lin Yi was somewhat interested in that diary.

Ji generously shared her diary with Lin Yi, and Lin Yi could read any page she wanted.

It's just that the diary, which is as thick as two fingers and half a sheet of A4 paper, seems to be endless when Ji is flipping through it, and the front pages have not been turned to the beginning after a long time.

【? 】

"What's the problem?" Satoshi looked normal.

I don't think it is strange that a diary can have so many pages.

After a cursory look, there are already thousands of diaries.

It's been a long time.

At the beginning of the notebook, the monotonous records have become quite weighty, and every page of text contains a strong sense of fear.

.........

"Get out? No! Absolutely not!"

Even though he has become half a lunatic, the fear in Ji's mind still restrains him from doing such things.

In any case, it is absolutely impossible to step into the dark.

The light of the entire base was actually provided by nuclear power. It had been bathed in the light for ten years, and he had long forgotten what darkness felt like.

【Then follow my instructions and do some other things. 】

"I don't like the word 'instructions,'" he whispered, his eyes darkened.

[Then change the word, I ask you to do something, how about it? 】

The ghost knows what Ji's mental state is like, but for the time being, he is willing to act according to Lin Yi's words.

Maybe for fun.

In the next few days, Ji started to explore here.

This is the refuge built by this civilization, and Lin Yi didn't know the characters in it, and finally learned the language here with Ji's guidance.

Say no, listen no.

In fact, I now know what Ji said, because the man's brain structure is in Lin Yi's database, and he can directly read the brain waves to determine what he is talking about.

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Here is a downward depth structure, just like turning a tall building upside down, counting floors from top to bottom.

Each floor has a large space, which can be roughly divided into three areas, and the area of ​​each area can allow fifty adult humans to live.

This number can be doubled if structures such as individual toilets and kitchens are not considered.

"I'm on the twentieth floor now, and the other floors can be accessed by stairs. As for the elevator, I'm not sure if it's broken or not."

According to him, this is an underground shelter built by a relatively private organization. The highest level of power in that organization is rich people, and there is not much requirement for personal quality.

Combining the information found in his diary, Lin Yi felt that there might be some high-end technological equipment here.

That way, maybe something else could be made.