My three roommates are not human

This is my third time traveling through time and space. I am used to the short-term darkness and dizziness. At least, I will not panic anymore.

So much so that I can start my thinking in this moment of extreme silence and darkness.

What Deng Qi said to me at the end really shocked me. Did he really say to me such inexplicable words as "the crazy person is actually me"? !

I carefully recalled the voice I heard just now, and I did hear correctly, Deng Qi just told me "I'm going crazy".

But... how is this possible?

I think it's a little funny. To be honest, if there is a third person here, put me and Deng Qi together in front of him, and let him make a fair judgment, then he will definitely think that it is Deng Qi who is crazy.

Although I have a lot of blood stains on my body, my hands and feet are sound, my complexion is normal, I can still think normally, and my logic is smooth; Deng Qi is completely out of shape, every organ is bursting out a lot of blood every moment, he stumbles when he speaks, and he is weak , There is still a strong will of the world in his mind urging him to kill.

No matter how you look at it, I am a normal person.

Just like now, after hearing such nonsensical words, I can still clearly figure out the evidence that I am not crazy. Can a crazy person do it?

But... the Deng Qi just now, under my 50% power, Deng Qi who can hear everything, as long as he tells a lie, I will find out.

What he said just now is indeed the truth—it is more appropriate to say what is in his heart rather than the truth.

I sort of understand what's going on.

Perhaps, under the oppression of the will of the world, Deng Qi had a mental problem, and thought from the bottom of his heart that I was "crazy", so he was so desperate to send me back to the original world and make me return to normal people.

It should, that's it!

After all, no matter what I think, it's normal.

As soon as I stepped out of the darkness, I saw "I" running wildly on the endless stairs, and behind him was Deng Qi's monster form that I was familiar with.

When "I" saw me, he immediately showed a surprised expression. I understood his psychology—this was probably the first time he saw the real body of "Brother Black Shadow", and I was wearing a The black gauze that Deng Qi just handed me perfectly fits the image of "Brother Black Shadow" in his heart.

In fact, facing this "I", I am still very touched.The other "I" met at a time when I had no memory and were far apart in time. Therefore, except for the same appearance and the same personality, they were like strangers on the IF line to me.But this "I", he is too close to me on the timeline, only a few hours away, and now I have recovered all my memories, and I only feel kind to him.In fact, I have a hard time pronouncing the word "he".

I really feel that he is me.

It was amazing that I met the exact same version of myself, although, it is safe to say, I had met "me" hours before, only at that time, I was still the one who was kept in the dark.

Now, the location has changed.

I know what he's thinking because that's what I thought hours ago, and I know what I'm supposed to do now because that's what I saw hours ago.

The "I" in front of me had no other place to go, so I ran to my vicinity in a panic. Just when he was about to hit me, I suddenly and subconsciously imitated the appearance in my memory——I opened my arms arms, making a hugging motion.

"I" disappeared in front of me.

Actually, I know that opening my arms doesn't make any sense, that "I" will be teleported, just because Dunzie used his power to send me to the a coordinate, not because of my movements, but I did it anyway- Subconsciously, I want to use this action to put an end to this period of time.

There is no period in time, even if I escape from the reincarnation just now, the next "I" will continue to carry out everything I have experienced just now.Where does this cycle of reincarnation begin and where does it end? There are no answers to these questions. Perhaps, in a certain dimension, it is always revolving and never ending.

But I, as a human being, still want to put an end to time in a humanistic way—as long as I give the "I" just a hug in the air, then my nightmare should end up.

I gave this period of time myself, separated the beginning and the end, and used this method to expect a better future.

"I" disappeared completely, and blood waves began to gradually appear on the blank stairs. A large amount of blood spread on the stairs, and Deng Qi's vines protruded out.

Hey, I sighed and cast aside my thoughts just now.

What is over, the nightmare, has just begun.

Of course, this is not to say that Deng Qi brought me a nightmare, but that Deng Qi and I created this nightmare together.

If I had been more careful, if Deng Qi had loved himself a little more, it would not have caused the situation today.

The current situation, in fact, is worse than the nightmare - the nightmare still has the day of waking up, but Deng Qi's situation is a typical "open bow and no turning back".

Although this world can be transferred by killing, according to the evil will of the world, the first person who becomes the master of this world has no way to break free from here - he has only two choices, kill everyone, Or, be killed by someone else.

Just like the cruel "Killeverybodyordie." principle of the Colosseum.

No other peaceful alternative exists.

And, no matter what you choose, the first master is doomed not to leave this world.

The moment Deng Qi takes over the world, his plans can't be stopped - I think, that's what he wants.

Even now that I know everything, I can't stop him from self-destructing.

Fuck!

I walked towards him, Deng Qi's countless branches moved slowly on the ground, and the cleanest one finally stopped at my feet, patted my shoes timidly, as if begging me to open the door coquettishly.

...Almost forgot, this guy can hear my heart now, so he must know that I am angry.

Seeing that I ignored him, the little vine immediately bent up in aggrieved manner, and while I wasn't paying attention, it wrapped around my leg.

I said coldly: "Come down, dirty."

The little vine was twisting and twisting on my leg, but when I said it was dirty, I was stunned for two seconds.Then it spiraled up rapidly, approached my face, rubbed it against my cheek twice, as if to prove that I was not dirty at all.

It was actually quite dirty, and although there was no obvious blood, I could still smell rust.

I stared at it fiercely.

It continued to dance in front of me unflinchingly, even wandering from my neck to my wrist, pretending to be a beautiful jewelry.

I sighed.

I gave up, I stopped pretending, I knew that Deng Qi was trying to make me happy, and I also knew that I had no right to be angry.Even though Deng Qi concealed that I paid his own life as a bargaining chip, it was his life after all, and it was not my turn to dictate.

The only thing I can do and change is myself, and I can only try to turn the tide.

What's more, I know that with 99% power, the killing intent on the survivors will be great.Deng Qi is now the full owner of the power. He must be very, very tired if he can withstand this incredible killing intent and forcefully coax me in front of me.

I don't want him to be tired alone.

I poked the little vine and watched it wrap around my fingertips: "Deng Qi, don't act silly here, come out."

There was a moment of silence, and then, Deng Qi walked in front of me with his body in disarray, in disarray.

His condition looks worse than the "used him" I just saw. Every organ is barely stuck to the vines, and he no longer has the flexibility to move freely like before.

I walked forward distressedly, ignoring Deng Qi's body moving backwards, and caressed one of the thick vines, my palms were immediately stained red, with a strong smell of blood.

Deng Qi, who is obsessed with cleanliness, has become this dirty in this world.

I said, "Can you tell me, why did you become like this?"

After a long absence, Deng Qi's voice from his throat reached my ears, and only then did I realize that his throat was on top of my head.

"If... the body is gathered together for a long time, the killing intent is too great, and it can't be stopped at all..."

My heart trembled, not because of the sentence Deng Qi said, but because of the weakness revealed in his words.

Yes, for me, memory has been cleared several times, and every day is the first day of refreshment.But for Deng Qi...he really wandered here for thousands, tens of thousands of days.

"Scatter it, the killing intent is scattered, its urging voice is quieter,...you can think carefully."

He said, in order to comfort me, a smile appeared on his hanging mouth.

This stupid guy, it won't comfort me at all, okay?

I felt my nose sore, and I was about to cry. Fortunately, thinking that I don't have time to cry now, I finally suppressed it.

I then asked the question in my mind.

"Deng Qi, there are so many ways to make me fear, why do you want to erase my memory every day?"

I seem to hear the vines "hey", and then, the answer I've been wanting to know, finally came.

"Ozawa, haven't you noticed yet? This world is very weird. In fact, it's not only the owner of the world whose consciousness is changed by it, but also..."

Deng Qi paused, and seemed to have made up his mind to tell me all this.

"And everyone who stays in this world."

"As long as you exist in this world for a day, your consciousness will be subtly changed by it."

"The master of the world is not bad. After gaining power, he can realize that his common sense is being changed by this world. Even if it is painful, he can resist this change."

"But people who simply live in this world can't feel all this."

"So... I can't let you have memories."

"As long as every day is your first day here, and as long as you never realize that you've been here for so long, there's no further change in your consciousness."

"Although... the part that has been changed, I can't recover."

I frowned, Deng Qi said it very euphemistically, but I still understood what he meant-this was the same as the previous "Deng Qi", implying that I was crazy.

But I am very clear, I am not crazy at all, my consciousness is clear, my logic is clear, no matter how I look at it, I am a normal person.

Deng Qi seemed to have heard the rebuttal in my heart, and he raised a thin vine, shaking it in the air like a teacher asking a question.

"Ozawa, let me ask you a question."

I nodded.

"When you see those performers on the street, they run naked, they wear skirts, they don't move, do you think they are crazy?"

I didn't know why he asked that, but I shook my head anyway.

I'm not a person who is not open. This is art, and I still understand it.

"Then, you must have heard that classic story." For some reason, Deng Qi actually told me the story under such circumstances, "That's the one. There was an old lady who squatted at the door with an umbrella every day. Get a doctor to do the same..."

"Oh, I know the story," I interjected, "and the grandma ended up talking to him and asking him, 'Are you a mushroom too'?"

While it was a joke, none of us laughed at the moment.

Deng Qi's voice was full of sighs: "Ozawa, don't you understand? You think that lunatics will be ostentatious and obvious, but in fact, most lunatics are like that old lady. They are quiet and unaware , without knowing it, I went crazy."

"You are now in the state of this old lady."

"It's impossible——!" I grabbed the vine angrily, "You're talking nonsense, I don't think I'm a mushroom!"

I tried my best to find all kinds of evidence.

"Deng Qi, look, my words are logical enough, my world view is correct, and my self-cognition is correct. How can I be considered a lunatic?!"

Deng Qi stretched out two thick vines and wrapped them around my waist: "Ozawa, the next process may be a bit painful, but this is what we have to do."

"Only now, now, you have just recalled all the memories, and you can barely count as 'the person who came to this world on the first day'. The will of the world should be changing your consciousness, but it has not yet been fully completed."

"As long as you take an inventory of your memory hard, you can understand what went wrong."

I grasped the vines on my waist in doubt, and raised my eyebrows: "But... just now, I mean, when I was still at the b coordinate, I recalled it thoroughly once, and there is no problem."

"That was when the memory just came back, and the will of the world was not easy to manipulate," Deng Qi said with a hint of hatred in his voice, "Now, it should be messing around in your mind, and this is why you are clearly talking to me , but asked me questions desperately, completely ignoring the reason for remembering by myself.”

"The world consciousness hints at you, you are not allowed to recall now," Deng Qi said, "but I will expose its true colors now!"

When I thought about it carefully, I suddenly felt a burst of terror.What Deng Qi said is indeed true.When I was at the b coordinate, I desperately recalled everything and finished my memory.But when I came here, I just kept asking Deng Qi desperately, even if there were some simple questions that I could find the answer directly from my memory, I refused to recall them.

But I didn't realize that I was resisting memories, I just felt that I wanted to ask Deng Qi.

My subconscious has literally been changed - without me being aware of it all.

I obeyed Deng Qi's words, closed my eyes, and began to try to recall all this - when I took the first step, I understood why Deng Qi would wrap the vines around my waist.

The world consciousness hovered over my memory like a snake, refusing to let me move forward, and even attacked me in a demonstrative manner, and this attack obviously affected reality, making my legs weak for a while.

Fortunately, Deng Qi's vine quickly supported me, allowing me to move on.

I frowned, gritted my teeth, and sprinted desperately through my mind—at least! ! !Let me see it! ! ! ! !

Break through the fence, break through the iron wall, break through the city wall, let me see, let me see, let me see - my memory! ! ! !

Mine! !My own memory——! ! !Only belong to, my own, memory! ! ! ! !

I gasped for breath and kept trying.

After a while, I finally opened my eyes with beads of sweat on my forehead.

I believe that my eyes must be confused at this moment.

No wonder Deng Qi wanted to say that I was crazy. The inspection just now made me sure that I was indeed crazy.

After going through countless difficulties and obstacles, I finally managed to see my memory through the inseparable walls of world consciousness.

Just this one glance is something I will never forget.

In my head, there are two parallel memories.