My three roommates are not human

Could it be that I am also a creature like them? !

It was at this point that I could no longer ignore the strange things that lay before me.The will of the world pays more attention to me inexplicably, and stepped into this magical world effortlessly. These questions that have troubled me for a long time appeared in my head together, urging me to doubt myself.

If I'm really just an ordinary human being like everyone else, it shouldn't be like this... repeatedly tossing me.

Not to mention, in that darkroom, there are countless "I" bodies - if I am really the same species as them, then suddenly there is a valid answer to the existence of those bodies - presumably, they are the same as their current ones. The state is the same, it is also the product of my countless golden cicada shelling.

Although I don't know why, those bodies will be in the darkroom, and there will be so many of them.

At that time, when I saw this "mountain of corpses and sea of ​​corpses", all the lighting tools were only a mirror for reflecting light.So it wouldn't be a big deal if you didn't notice those missing body parts because of the lack of light—especially if the body of "I" was like them, and the tongue or teeth disappeared and didn't exist. Something that doesn't draw much attention.

But, in fact, even if I now give the inference "I am also a creature like them", the previous question "Why can I easily walk into this world" has not been able to answer in fact-after all , even if they are creatures that have broken away from human ethics like them, they have to be completely reborn when they come here.

But I actually just walked in like this, easily and effortlessly, with both feet.

...Could it be, am I a higher-level creature than them?

This thought shocked me a bit. A few minutes ago, I was still firmly as a human being, dealing with those unknown and terrifying creatures.But after just a few minutes, my position towards myself changed to a higher-level creature than those unknown terrifying creatures.

...does this make sense?

Even though I was skeptical, I still wanted to give it a try.The three lumps of flesh were still stretching under my feet, and the flesh and bones rubbed against each other, making a goosebump-sounding sound—if I were to comment, it would be a more terrifying sound than fingernails rubbing against a blackboard.

I moved quietly to the left, a little further away from them, and to my surprise, although still growing slowly, their consciousness didn't seem bothered by the loss of their bodies.Seeing me walking away, three groups of flesh and blood mixed with white bones quickly followed.The eyeballs rolled on the ground, the tongue folded up and crawled like a snake, and the teeth stood up, opening and closing to chase me.They dragged their respective fresh flesh, leaving bright bloodstains on the ground.

... I wonder if my aesthetics has been changed by Deng Qi's vine form a year ago. After the initial panic, I saw these three lumps of meat trying to chase my steps on the ground, and I felt a little... …cute.

I slapped myself on the forehead to prevent myself from having such terrible thoughts.

If I keep thinking about it like this, I don’t think I even need to try—is it possible for a person who can say “cute” to three pieces of meat to be a normal human being?

The three lumps of meat stopped when they were still a little away from my footsteps. I saw that the lump that Bi Fei had turned into seemed to want to move forward, but Cheng Cheng immediately stopped him——good guy, now I can completely It is confirmed that all their thinking only depends on the existence of the ontology - even if they become what they are now, their personalities have not changed at all.

Not approaching me, it should be out of fear of blood splashing on my feet.

Trying to ignore the three squeaking lumps of meat at my feet, I closed my eyes, tried to concentrate my thoughts, and tried to force myself to squeeze out my "body" like them.

If my inference is valid, then there should also be a noumenon hidden in my body.

Noumenon, noumenon, exert force, concentrate all my strength... I closed my eyes, frowned, and tried hard to control my thoughts, forcing out the noumenon that might exist in my body.

It is difficult for people to control their facial expressions when they are doing their best.Although I can't see my own face, I am sure that my expression must be more painful than someone who has been constipated for a week-it can only be said that there is no one else here, only three short groups of people who cannot see It's just a piece of meat from my expression.

I don't know where the ontology is, where is the core, it's too abstract, not just the location, the concept of "ontology" alone has been enough for me to be confused for three years-now it's just because I don't have more It's just time.

Find it, find it, and wrench it out of its hiding place!

I feel like my whole body is exerting strength, but I can't tell where the strength is going.Thoughts keep spiraling up, rushing to the top of the head, and constantly accumulating. Of course, if someone can open the door at this time, they will only feel that they saw a fool with a painful expression and clenched hands.

In fact, as long as you try to do such a stupid thing, you can understand that it is impossible to control the mind.Once the thoughts start to run, they will become wild horses that run wild. Even if you almost grab the reins, it is just an illusion that you are controlling it—as if I am now clearly trying to "manipulate the mind and find the body", But I can still use my brain to think about these contents that are completely irrelevant to my purpose.

Thought is produced in the human brain, but it cannot be completely controlled by the human being.

I don’t know how many parts my head can be divided into, and how many things I can think about at the same time, but the environment and opportunities here are really rare, and I don’t want to miss this opportunity. Try hard.

This world is different. During my brief manipulation, I found that spiritual power plays a big role in this world, and many powers are very vague, unreal, and inexplicable.Even if my current behavior is a foolish self-torture in the real world, it still makes sense in this world.

I no longer think about these things, I concentrate my thinking and spirit on the illusory concept of "finding the body", and try my best to move in a direction that I can't explain clearly. to the spirit.In the end, I couldn't tell whether it was my muscles that were exhausted, or my mind was exerting force on its own. After such a pause, some beads of sweat began to appear on my body.

In fact, it’s not surprising. If you can’t solve the questions during the exam, won’t you be sweating all over your body? Mental and physical torture are often linked together.

After a long, painful struggle, I finally gave up and opened my eyes, a little disappointed.

Forget it, maybe it's not because I can't completely control my thinking, but because I'm a normal human being?

Yes, I suddenly discovered my blind spot in thinking - no one stipulated that creatures like abc must be nobler than humans, maybe humans are creatures with a dimension higher than them, so I, an ordinary person, can swagger enter here.

In this way, everything makes sense-what the hell? !

Letting down my vigilance, the moment I raised my eyes, I suddenly found that everything around me had changed—no, I shouldn’t say it changed, it should be, it should be...

What I "can" see has changed.

Everything in the room is still there, there is still a window, a bookcase, and a desk—and I know that there is a secret door hidden behind the bookcase.

But now... I can see the secret door directly.

But... did you see it?

I opened my mouth wide open in surprise.

That familiar feeling came back, like a puff of cold, damp air, enveloping me.In the midst of this unconscious fear, I soon realized that instead of seeing, I could, once again, fully comprehend what was in front of me.

It is exactly the same principle as the "voice of the heart".

If I had to describe it, it would be—every door in the room seemed to be painted with gold powder, so every door was shining with dazzling light.I could see what I thought was a wall, covered in glittering gold, radiating light as if beckoning to me.

I know this description is absolutely incorrect because I didn't actually "see" the flashes, nor did I "see" the non-existent doors, everything I saw was the same as what I had seen before, But as soon as my eyes flicked to these places, images of them glowing suddenly appeared in my head.

My brain is starting to accept these things, it's like... I'm not human anymore.

I was so dumbfounded that I almost turned into a statue.Only then did I realize that the secret door I thought was the real bright door here—the only door I could really see with my naked eyes.

No wonder, no wonder Deng Qi said that there are many doors here! !No wonder! ! !

I was overwhelmed with great joy, everything in front of me was in line with what Deng Qi said, that is to say, the possibility of me resuscitating him was a little bit more.

The snow-white walls are densely covered with all kinds of doors that are invisible to the naked eye. They are of all kinds, some are several times as tall as me, some only reach my knees, and the patterns are too numerous to count. Some are as complicated as the doors used by the palace in the last century, and some are as simple as... like the door of my dormitory.

……my hostel!

As soon as I woke up, I turned back and came to the entrance of the world I had just entered—as expected, the door of the toilet was also emitting a golden light.

That's one of the doors here too!

I was shocked by my discovery. I didn't move for a long time. After a while, I realized that there was an extra figure in my peripheral vision.

...No.

I felt my head hurting. According to the speed just now, the three of them should still be struggling on the ground. How could they shape their bodies so quickly?

How should I face them?

Distressed like this, I turned around with a sad face, but in the next moment, my heart almost went into cardiac arrest.

I didn't expect that the thing I've been most afraid of all this time happened in front of me so unexpectedly, without even giving me any time to hesitate, panic, or think.

It was too late to run.

I watched helplessly, "I" appeared in front of me without any cover.