My three roommates are not human

...Yeah, the bookcase door, isn't it also a door?

Why, hadn't I thought of this sooner?

I suddenly realized that something was wrong. It was not the first time I came into contact with this study room. Every time I would go through the contents in my mind—windows, bookcases, tables, chairs—and the bookcases would be so vaguely mixed. In these furniture, it never caught my attention.

In this suspicious villa, basically anything I saw, I would subconsciously go forward and inspect it.Logically speaking, with the huge bookcase in front of my eyes, it is impossible for me not to think of looking at the materials inside.

But I never thought of opening it, and even opened the secret door hidden behind it, but I didn't open it.

As Deng Qi said...it is a very obvious door, but I have been unconsciously ignoring it because of the confusion of the will of the world.

What a cunning thing to do.

Fortunately, now I can look directly at its suspiciousness and solve the doubts in my heart.

I started to move forward—this was the first time I moved after I clearly knew that I became a soul. The soul cannot float, but I can clearly feel that my "body" is very light, and even my steps have become faster. ——This is also the reason why I felt that I was moving so fast before.

Soon, I came to this bookcase.

Even though it is shining with dazzling golden light, I can still see a thick document behind the transparent glass door—of course, now I understand that the things that are visible to the outside are probably just a cover-up for this bookcase.

Open it, and I can see what is behind the real "door"; open it, and I can end the year-long inversion insomnia; For myself, for Deng Qi, find a bright way out!

I have been looking for the truth for a year, and at this moment, it is close at hand!

I took a deep breath, stretched out my right hand, and placed it on the bookcase.

Sure enough, instead of passing through the object like when I touched the desk or chair, I directly touched the entity.

……really!This amazing bookcase!Existing in two planes at the same time! !

Finally, let out a long breath, and prepare everything in my heart - what awaits me may be another world, or more unexpected rooms, and I may see more bloody cruelty, even beyond human It is also possible to imagine things, and if you don't do it well, you will directly lose your life.

After opening this door, anything can happen.

Thinking this way, with anticipation and vague fear, I opened this door.

Sometimes, there is no turning point but the biggest turning point, and there is no surprise but the biggest surprise, just like my dumbfounded experience now.

I really didn't expect that after opening this "door", what was waiting for me... was a bookcase.

Yes, none of the weird things I imagined happened, and when I opened the bookcase, all I saw... was the inside of a bookcase.

This is too normal, but completely unexpected to me.I frowned and observed everything in the bookcase.

First of all, this is still a bookcase, there is no doubt about it.Secondly, its external appearance is indeed a deception—from the outside, this layer of glass is transparent, and there are only a few materials in the bookcase.But now the inside of the bookcase I see is very huge, like an endless library, with stacks of papers and books.

The texture of the bookshelf has not changed either, it is still wooden as it looks from the outside.The only difference is only in its capacity - I tried to reach in and touch it, but it was really bottomless.

This is the only "unusual" place in my imagination. This bookshelf seems to have no end, with endless papers and books.Put your head in, and through the gap between the book and the edge of the bookshelf, you can see that it stretches out to the left and right. It does not stop at the end of our human common sense, but continues to extend endlessly.

I tried to reach out and touch it, but couldn't reach the end.I even wanted to squeeze my body into the bookshelf, climb forward, and see if there was a mysterious place at the end, but I finally failed—this bookshelf is indeed a bookshelf, not a hint that people are going inside In the secret tunnel of climbing, human bodies cannot squeeze in at all.

... People can't squeeze in, so what about them?

I gestured, and sure enough, the three individual forms of them could easily pass through this narrow aisle in the bookcase.Perhaps, those three guys came here with a "reborn" body, and they have something to do with this bookshelf.

Feeling that my trousers were being pulled, I lowered my head and found that the three guys I just mentioned in my mind were pulling my trousers with all their strength.

They were afraid of staining my trouser legs, so they kept a certain distance from me.But the moment I opened the bookcase, the three of them suddenly rushed up, trying to pull me back with all their might.Now the three of them have gradually grown more skin and flesh, and the snow-white bones are mixed with scarlet flesh, making their appearance even more terrifying.They tore at my feet just like that, like three half naked heads shuttled by my feet, from a normal person's point of view, they would have passed out long ago.

Right now, I just secretly say yes in my heart—they really don’t understand human minds, the more fiercely they stop me now, the more sure I am that there is something very important hidden in this bookshelf.

Ignoring the involvement of my feet, I stretched out my hand, but suddenly encountered difficulties.

Because the things on the bookshelf are...too much.

There are endless papers and endless books mixed together, and no one or any one stands out.

Of course, standing still is not something I would do.

At this time, just be reckless!

I quickly pulled out a piece of paper from the bookshelf, put it in front of my eyes, and tried it.

...not any kind of characters I know, but it has shadows of all the characters I know.

It may be strange to say this, but the text in front of me is indeed a series of all the texts that I, a person with little knowledge, know.I looked at it, sometimes familiar, sometimes unfamiliar, trying to find the rules of this kind of writing, but felt that there was no trace.They seem to have turned into a little dancer, dancing freely before my eyes, and the sequence and law do not affect the graceful meaning of the dance.

It wasn't until I realized that I could understand these words that I gradually woke up from the magic of being attracted by it.

I said I understood, but like the doors I saw before, in fact, I knew that I didn't really "understand", or suddenly "learned" these words, but just, when I saw them For a split second, my mind understood them, that's all.

In other words... It is very possible that the human soul and body are not products of the same plane at all.My body is bound by many constraints, unable to see or understand the words of this plane, but my soul can walk here freely and perfectly accept the language here.

I frowned, and it's still unclear which plane is more advanced, so many troubles just popped into my head.

If in the future, I really find that the plane I am entering now is a more advanced place than the world I live in, then...

So why do human beings trap their high-level souls in a low-level body?

The troubles of the future are left to the future self, and the troubles of the present need to be solved by oneself now.

I shook my head, put aside the question just now, and began to concentrate on the paper in front of me.

Is it a... resume?

No, it is not so much a resume as it is a comprehensive personal introduction.Personal personality, strengths and weaknesses, hobbies, and general biography are all clearly written on paper.Especially appearance, I seldom see people’s appearance described in this way—usually, when we describe people’s appearance, we can’t help but add some personal emotions, even children will use “sister’s face is as red as an apple” when writing essays "Such a sentence.

But the appearance description on this piece of paper is very objective and fair, as if it was not made by human beings (even now, this sentence is considered nonsense) - there is a formula photo engraved on the snow-white paper, and beside it is written The color of hair, eyes, mouth, and a series of unknown numbers.

The formula photo is very strange. The people in the photo have their eyes open, but it doesn’t give me the feeling that I’m looking at the camera.

Instead, it felt like he wasn't looking at anything.But his eyeballs were indeed facing straight ahead.

really weird.

I was puzzled by the string of inexplicable numbers for a long time, and suddenly I had an idea-could it be, could it be said that it was face-shaming data? !

If it's face pinching data, wouldn't it really prove that the world I live in is a game world? !Could the applause at the end be congratulations for successfully clearing the level? !

No no, this is impossible.I shook my head quickly, trying to reassure myself.

Everything that happens in the world I live in is logical, there are never any bugs in the game, and, the size of the world, haven’t I seen it with my own eyes?

It is indeed a very big, very big world. It would be too far-fetched to insist that such a world is a fake game world.

Take a look at two more.

Temporarily convincing myself, I looked at the paper on the left.The succession of papers did not bring me more information, but made me fall into a more confused state - each page contained a photo, some personal introductions, and some inexplicable numbers.

These human beings have nothing in common, there are men and women, old and young, and different races, as if they were really just randomly selected here.

I looked at dozens of pictures in a row, but I couldn't find any way out.

Could this be heaven...?I couldn't help but wonder like this, will the dead be recorded on it?

However, does heaven also have to write materials by hand?Does this mean that angels also need 996?

This is obvious handwriting—in fact, I didn’t dare to judge it was handwriting at first, because the handwriting is so neat and beautiful as typography.It wasn't until I read more papers that I slowly discovered that there were at least three different fonts here.

It is indeed handwritten.

I continued to look forward to dozens of pictures, and found nothing more, so I accepted it as soon as it was good, and I stopped the useless inspections going forward.

If these things are all on the white paper, then I might as well look at the books.

I turned my gaze to the books on my right hand side.

They are not regular, and most books are not actually books, they are just blank sheets of paper stapled together.These "books" in name only are thick and thin, but on the nearest side of my right hand, there is the only one, the real book.

It is not a stapled blank sheet of paper, but a real book with a back cover and a spine, although crude.

I tried to look around, but within my reach, I didn't see a second book as special as it.

I pulled it out, and at this moment, I clearly felt the three lumps of meat under my feet riot, and they even started to hit my calf hard, trying to knock me down.

Oh, it seems that this book is really important.

I took it out happily. The cover of the book was extremely white and nothing was written, which made it more and more mysterious in my heart.

I could feel that the three lumps of meat below could hardly control their emotions, and let out an inaudible roar.

open it!open it! !

My brain sent commands to my body, and I felt a palpable sense of excitement flowing through my body, and my hands began to slowly open the book.

At this moment, a mutation arose.

The three of them have been roaring under my feet and hitting hard, so much so that I really thought that their ability is only so small, they can only try to attack me on the ground almost cutely.

I really didn't expect that they could actually jump up.

Three lumps of flesh jumped up at the same time, two hit my waist, and one suddenly stretched out its hand skeleton that had been hidden under the flesh and blood—it secretly formed an arm without me noticing it! !

I can no longer tell who these three pieces of meat are, I only know that the bone arm is marching towards the book in my hand, and at this moment I am being attacked by the other two pieces of meat with unexpected force. The book is crumbling.

No... I grit my teeth, I can't be taken away by them! !If they destroy the book as soon as they get it, wouldn't everything I have done so far be in vain? !

Take it by surprise and catch it unawares!When the white bone was about to touch the book in my hand, I quickly threw it forward, and before the three lumps of meat had time to react, I quickly perched forward, preparing to jump over the lake with a bird posture, skipping the book thrown on the ground by me in front of me.

The poor torn book was thrown in an arc by me, opened itself with a clatter on the ground, and happened to turn to the last page.It took me a few seconds to run to the book, and in those few seconds, I suddenly discovered a wonderful thing—this book...it was growing.

I was not mistaken, originally the last page was on the left, and the right was a bare back cover, but within a few seconds, a new page was born on the right, and soon, black ink began to appear on it.

Let's think about how this is going on later! !Realizing that the three clumps of meat were starting to chase after me, I quickly bent down, picked up the book on the ground, and when I finished this action, I skipped the words on the last page of the book.

Just by looking at it, I was turned to stone.

I saw that a new line of words appeared in black and white on the book, the moment I saw it.

"I saw a new line of words appeared in black and white on the book, the moment I saw it."

This is the handwriting that just appeared on the right side of the book.