Evernight Morning Star

It is the nutritional supplement I usually drink. "Zero looked at her childlike movements, and said coldly: "If you don't want to drink, return it to me." "

"No, no." Yu Shunuo hugged the nutritional supplement into his arms like a treasure, then stealthily peeled off the cover, lowered his head and sniffed.

She looked up at Ling's expression, and said aggrievedly: "It's all agreed to give me something to drink, why didn't you give it to me until now."

Then she drank it down, smashed her mouth, lowered her head to look at the clean bottom of the tube, she slightly raised her head to look at Zero, her eyes could not be opened any bigger, she was a little creepy, and then she muttered: "It doesn't taste .”

Then she looked at the untouched nutrient in Zero's hand, and asked him obediently, her voice was unconsciously sweeter than usual: "Aren't you going to drink it?"

Zero nodded slightly, opened the nutrient supplement, and drank it up.

Looking at Yu Shunuo again, she beat her head with her little hands and shook her head a few times: "Okay... so dizzy."

Zero whispered: "Then go to sleep."

He carried Yu Shunuo on the recliner and lay down, moved the chair to sit by the window and began to practice the cello.

This is the cello that Ling took from the man's room after consulting the man's opinion. He would go to the man's room to practice for a few hours every night. Anyway, the man was not in the room and only slept in the laboratory.

Later, Ling Neng could play the complete piece, so the man asked him to go to the laboratory to play it for him.

The man didn't express his opinion, only let him continue to come the next night, and it has been four years like this.

Back in the room, he would occasionally sit by the window and stroke the strings, playing some broken melodies, aimlessly, playing whatever he wanted.

This is Zero's most relaxed moment, like right now.

He was about to say goodbye to the girl, and Zero didn't want her to remember what happened here, which was good for him and the man.

But recalling sitting side by side with her at the corner of the wall facing the lake, looking up at the blue sky that seemed to be within reach, the girl innocently asked him why he couldn’t come out at night to look at the blue sky, why couldn’t he go to the place where the stars are in the sky .

Zero's hand moves the bow unconsciously, following the scene in his mind to find the right note to vent, the gradually broken notes connect into a melody, and then form a tune that can be hummed.

It was the first piece from a starry sky that I had never had a chance to share, so after Zero realized it was his first composition, he named it "Sterne".

……

Zero got out of the black car, pulled the girl lying on the back seat out with difficulty, and thanked the man in the driver's seat in a low voice: "Thank you."

The man watched his series of actions in silence, his always calm eyes flashed contempt when the boy turned around, but he didn't drive the car away immediately, watching the figure walk away on the somewhat damp ground in spring until he could no longer see it, He tapped on the steering wheel, and the car drove away according to his instructions.

Carrying the girl on his back, he walked to the address he saw in the information, and it was easy to find here—or rather, every address in the eastern district of the capital city seemed easy to find in Zero's view.

He found the tall old house, which was almost the same as the photos, and its ancient atmosphere was even more fascinating than the images.

Zero's eyes lingered on the pool in the courtyard and the small red bridge for a long time before he put down the little girl on his back and let her lean against the left doorpost.

It was a bit cold on the ground, even though the girl couldn't hear it, Zero still whispered: "I'm going to be wronged."

Then he whispered to the girl as planned: "You should wake up, otherwise it will be too late."

After ringing the doorbell, Zero quickly ran to the nearby waste recycling place, took off the black hood covering his head, took off the sweater, and threw them away together with the gloves. Peeping at the family through the railing.

He saw the housekeeper and servants running in and out in a hurry, and saw the well-dressed woman lose her posture and run out excitedly with a boy slightly older than him.

Zero knew that this was Yu Shunuo's mother and elder brother. The girl had mentioned them to him more than once, how gentle her mother was, and occasionally strict, and how powerful and handsome her brother was... When saying these things, Yu Shunuo's eyes sparkled, The words are full of love.

Later she said less, but Zero always remembered.

He is still puzzled now, if he likes it so much, why did he never show any fear when he was alone in that orphanage, and why he could still smile so brightly?

But thinking about it now, he doesn't need to make these questions so clear, he just saw the mother and brother in the girl's mouth, that's enough.

This is all the warmth that he can't match.

So he turned around and wanted to leave, but was spotted by the keen young man and caught up with him.

Ling was stunned, and when he looked closer, he realized that he had seen this boy before.

dreaming……

He remembered that when he thought he wouldn't cry, but secretly cried in his dream, this young man descended like a god, but he stubbornly wanted to find him.

Then give him a warm hug.

Whispering past his ears: "Don't be afraid, look, I'm here."

"Do you live here too?" When he came back to his senses, the boy asked him with a smile.

Zero knew that he shouldn't be discovered, but since he was discovered, he had no choice but to respond appropriately, so he immediately found the role he should play: a child living nearby, because he heard the movement here, he came closer to watch the excitement.

He didn't expect the young man to be so familiar, compared with his sister, it was even worse.

"My name is Yu Hengyun, what about you?"

"I'm... Le Ze."

This young man from Yu Hengyun reported his name so easily to someone he just met, Ling Yi was not willing to admit Yu Shunuo's evaluation of her brother's "powerful" for a while.

When passing by the place where he got off, Zero didn't see the man and the black car, he thought about it——

As the man said, he can choose to leave the sheepfold regardless of whether he goes back or not.

At this time, the boy took him to a nearby big supermarket, and said even more outrageous remarks: "I'll buy you a drink, so we can be friends—"

A bottle of orange soda with three stars is the first delicious taste from this world that Ling drinks.

Better than orange-flavored supplements, he thought.

Isn't that what makes the phrase "we are friends" extra delicious?

What Yu Hengyun said "knows people very clearly" seems to him to be a joke, but he still doesn't understand. Words that are supposed to represent loneliness don't match up at all.

Zero thought of that day, when the three-year-old Yu Shunuo fell down on the steps, she raised her head and grinned at him, her teeth were clearly knocked loose, a lot of blood flowed, and tears were seeping from the corners of her eyes, but she He didn't cry out for pain, but smiled as if trying to comfort him.

He thought of the smile he showed for the first time again, the same arc he had practiced facing the window countless times, but it was far from making Zero like this moment, like when he thought of the phrase "I'm here", like the first time Like being touched by the sun once, in the joy of life, the chest is agitated like a bulging.

He didn't sneak away, he didn't want to go away, so he sat on a chair with this 11-year-old boy and talked about everything from astronomy and geography to military warfare, to the boy's hobbies, to how he lost his sister .

What the boy wants to talk about and listen to, he can find the corresponding knowledge to deal with in his mind, and his memory allows him to remember everything he has seen.

This is not the first time Zero has used this knowledge, but it is the one he is most willing to do.

He used those high-sounding excuses to comfort the agitated teenager, telling him to use self-blame as motivation and keep moving forward.

Zero told himself that he was just trying to prevent the boy from falling into the faults that did not belong to him, because everything was caused by that man named "Wu Zele".

So he desperately recalled what he remembered from those books, and told the boy:

——"Because you are too sensible, you have been silently blaming yourself and torturing your heart with guilt."

——"If you can't let go of it anyway, you might as well use self-blame as the motivation to become stronger, and then maybe one day in the future, you will find that these self-blame can no longer trap your heart. As long as you use your own actions to ensure In the future, their lives will be stable, and similar mistakes will not be allowed to happen again."

——"This is the compensation."

But in fact, Zero has no family members, he can't understand such a mood, he is just talking beautiful words that have nothing to do with himself.

He didn't want to see the boy's depression, and he didn't want to hear the boy's low voice, which didn't match his warm embrace.

So the zero-belt boy found a tall building closest to the stars, lay down beside him, and told him the knowledge he had read from astronomy books.

Distant galaxies turn into dots, and as time goes by, the trajectories across are dizzying.

He closed his eyes, felt the coolness left by the breeze passing through his fingertips, his chest was warm, and the tip of his nose was slightly sore, so the nerves were involved in pain again.

The boy thought he was asleep, and carried him back to his home.

Ling lay on his back, feeling the familiar warmth, not the repulsive touch he imagined, he opened his eyes blankly in the darkness, blinked, and the eyes that were condensed with water mist regained their clarity.

Good, he thought so for the first time.

Every time he thinks back on this experience later, he realizes how the same contagious smiles of the siblings had affected him.

It turned out that this was an invisible salvation. No one realized that this made the clam shell wrapped in pearls open a long and thin crack for the first time.

The author says:

Zero's unique way of expressing emotions: the nerves are a little bit painful.

88. Memory ([-])

As a result, Canary entered the cage by himself.

This trip was planned by Wu Zele, and Ling realized it when he returned to the gate of the orphanage.

He was turned away and leaned against the outer wall of the orphanage without eating or drinking for three days. It was only on the fourth morning that he vaguely heard the sound of the door opening and footsteps.

Of course Wu Zele couldn't bear him to die, and couldn't bear to lose his precious experimental data.

But this is just the beginning.

Ling didn't see the face of the man who carried him in that day, and it was a year later when he saw Wu Zele again.

He was delivered to another by the Lord of the Cage.

Wei Donghai's obsequious smile hides the unknown darkness and stench, and it took him 6 years to appreciate this taste.

In the six years of unchanging life, from the Wei family to the Hushan Experimental Middle School, he has different encounters at every node.

The big hands stretching out to his neck unreasonably, and the whipping of the belt that never shows mercy, are commonplace after Ling helped Wei Zixi.

For the first time, Wei Donghai took off his inner and outer pants, exposing his ugliness and forcing Zero to please him. He stubbornly turned his face away, and was strangled by the moody Wei Donghai.

The knowledge that life can be easily broken makes Zero suffocate and suffer. It's not that he can't let go of this fragility, but as soon as he hits the door, Zero speaks provocative words to the arrogant man in a trance.

Wu Zele entrusted Ling to the Wei family, so they could do many things to Ling, except for taking his life.

Therefore, zero use Wei Donghai's most concerned conditions to avoid his encroachment, and to avoid Wei Donghai's further actions.

In fact, as long as Zero is willing to take advantage of the interests that Wu Zele is chasing, he can hold Wu Zele's handle, so that he will not suffer any substantial harm from the Wei family.

As long as Wei Donghai's work is not going well, Ling will be used as a sandbag and let him "beat".

He endured the pain of being smashed from the sky countless times, repeating in the dazzling bright red and the unknown depth of black or white before losing consciousness. If this is a dream, Zero has never woken up.

Wu Zele didn't occupy any color in the dream, and didn't show up like a hero to save Zero from this situation.

Zero waited for 6 years, constantly fighting against his inner voice.

——"Sooner or later he will show up and take me back."

——"I am needed by him."

This voice never paused, and when Zero moved his mind to leave the Wei family, he persuaded him over and over again, leaving him to waste time in this dream.

Why did he leave in the end? Zero couldn’t say for sure. At a certain moment, this voice never appeared in his mind again, admonishing one fact after another, so Zero left.

He put on a crusading gesture against Wei Zixi, the only kind daughter of the Wei family—she was also the person Zero replaced in the past six years, and this kind of favor was completely unnecessary——Zero left the second child of his life after doing all of this. cage.

Then Ling, as Fu Zexuan, really embarked on the road paved for him by Wu Zele.

The first time he went to Wei's house, Wu Zele told Wei Donghai this name. Since then, he has a new code name, which has no meaning.

He left Wei's house, went to Xingzuo Piano Shop, and got acquainted with Wu Youxing.

It wasn't until later that Zero found out that all the people of the same generation who lived in the same orphanage as Wu Zele had the surname "Wu", whether it was Wu Youxing, or all the people with the surname Wu who appeared in Zero's life later.

Zero can't figure it out, is the choice he made after the operation really based on the original intention of "Zero"——

No, "Zero" exists because of Wu Zele's experiments, not for himself.

Neither is Fu Zexuan.

But knowing this, he indulged in the life called "Fu Zexuan" that Wu Zele created for him.

The cello repeatedly practiced the melody intermittently, and often had noisy but warm bickering. In less than a month, he fell into this ignorant but unreasonable kindness.

Just like the most ordinary high school students, going to and from school normally, returning to the piano store is like returning home, a hostel with dedicated staff responsible for food, lodging and clothing.

Fu Zexuan started making candy, which seemed to add more sweetness when he put it in his mouth, and then sent the beautifully packaged candy to a little girl's home in a distant place.

The girl had asked him for many things, but he couldn't give her anything because he had nothing.

Only the nutrient that he cashed in was the medicine to erase her memory.

The girl said that she likes candy, and Fu Zexuan sent her the candy as compensation for the years when the girl accompanied her.

At school, he showed kindness to people who were pleasing to his eyes, so he was able to obtain a relationship with classmates that was as calm as water.

Until he rescued Fu Zeyi in the alley.At that time, Fu Zeyi had no power to fight back after being bullied, and could only rely on instinct to protect his head, just like what Fu Zeyi experienced in the orphanage decades ago - at that time he still called himself "You Jing".

Fu Zexuan recognized that Fu Zeyi had come. He shouldn't have any interaction with these people who had stayed in the orphanage, but the voice in his head drove him to the alley. This voice had stopped or instructed him countless times. He also obediently went forward.

Hearing that the big boy he rescued called himself "Fu Zeyi", Fu Zexuan didn't know how to react, but only then did he realize that the person in front of him was indeed similar to him.

Fu Zeyi didn't recognize him, of course it would be a problem if he did.

But since then, Fu Zexuan has been entangled by this clingy insect, and he follows him one by one "Brother Fu", and from time to time he acts like a baby and asks Fu Zexuan to compete with him.

At this time, Fu Zexuan would stare at his black eyes deep in thought. Fu Zeyi often said that Fu Zexuan's silent staring at him was scary, but Fu Zexuan just kept affirming Fu Zeyi's identity from his familiar face.

It turned out that Wu Zele had already arranged everything, including his re-meeting with Fu Zeyi, paving the way for using the "brother" pawn in the future.

During the period when Fu Zexuan was thinking about Wu Zele's intentions, he became indifferent again. At the same time, "D" became famous.

Therefore, he was specially recruited into the National Conservatory of Music.

People say that the music of "D" is very special, with a thin sense of transparency and narrative, and all the notes are just right, like the sense of distance from a bystander.

Fu Zexuan browsed these comments as a bystander. He knew that music would produce different chemical reactions on different listeners. He recognized those positions of approval or denigration, but he couldn't understand some comments about "emotion" and "loneliness".

He hasn't really experienced those emotions, so how can the songs he composed have them?It's just a figment of the listener's own imagination.

These are just insignificant episodes. Fu Zexuan also thought that his future life would always be composed of these insignificant small fragments, but he had to change his mind because of the revelation of the true form of Wu Zele's experiment.

It turned out that Wu Zele's troubles were not for the simple purpose of getting a ladle of water in the tank, what he wanted was an ocean.

On an ordinary day, I went back to the piano store and prepared to go upstairs.

"He's dead." Wu Youxing stopped him, holding a bulging document bag in his hand to hand him, his mouth still opening and closing: "There's no funeral, but I'm going to see him."

Fu Zexuan looked down at the file bag, and after a while he slowly raised his head, Wu Youxing pursed his lips inexplicably and bitterly.

He wanted to open his mouth and ask, what are you talking about?The trachea seemed to be blocked, and there was no sound at all.

The pity-like expression on Wu Zele's face made Fu Zexuan very uncomfortable, and his chest was blocked.

After a few intermittent breaths, he gritted his teeth, lowered his head and reached out to pick up the document bag, but he couldn't even see the shape of the document bag clearly. He could only feel his trembling right hand touching the rough surface of the document bag. meaning.

—what is he doing?Are you crying for that man?

--why?

——Why are you crying?

Fu Zexuan didn't find a suitable reason to explain his tears, but he heard himself questioning without confidence: "Why?"

What answer does he want?Why did Wu Youxing know that person?

Why did that person just throw away his experimental sample like this?Why would you rather die than see him again?

He had walked to the gate of the orphanage countless times, and the closed gate was the same as when he returned from going out for the first time, refusing him to enter again.

He watched as vines gradually climbed up the outer walls of the orphanage, and the gate was slowly rusted, and the door was still closed.

Then why did he ask someone to tell him the news of his death now?

Who can't do it?And why does it have to be Wu Youxing?

Or is he just happy to see his painful emotions?

Wouldn't it be more enjoyable to stand in front of him alive and see his painful expression?

Wu Youxing didn't answer his question, but said apologetically, "I can't celebrate your birthday today, sorry."

Birthday?

Today is March 3, how could it be his birthday?

Ah, it was indeed his birthday on February 2th in the first year. Wu Youxing unexpectedly gave him a surprise by calling the staff of the music store to hold his first birthday party in his life.

第二年的2月没有29号，吴友兴在3月1日办了生日会，扬言说没有29号的每一年都要在这天给他过生日。

Will there still be every year?

He does think about it every year.

——Wu Youxing cares about him and buys everything for him.

"Come to me if you need anything, I promise I can conjure anything for you!"

— Talk to him.

"Little friend, you have behaved a little bit wrong recently."

——and took him to stroll in the street market.

"Whatever you want to buy, I will pack it for you!"

——Eat and eat in the night market.

"This, this, come on!"

"Let me tell you, this stall was hard to find when I was studying."

He was very unfamiliar with these things, and Wu Youxing taught him by hand, occasionally laughing at his clumsiness.

"Why are you in a daze, haven't you seen the big world?"

He couldn't move, and he was still at a loss for what to do with the noisy world.The bright lights everywhere are very dazzling, and the colorful light boards are blatantly showing off the small world on the other side. People pass by him, but they just pass by, and the sound of laughter sounds so far away.

Like a huge and magnificently decorated cage, a black curtain hung around him, making it hard for him to breathe.

He began to breathe rapidly, his vision was covered with a gray cloth, and he was a little anxious due to the heat.

"Looks like he's really an idiot, don't be silly, come here."

Wu Youxing's voice passed through the curtain and reached beside him in the cage.

Fu Zexuan raised his head slightly, and the not-so-tall man not far away looked at him with a blank expression and smiled and handed him his hand. He was not hindered by any passing crowd, and in the flowing black river, only the stick out of his hand The hand never moved.

The wind blew past his side wrapped in dry heat, so he stepped forward and felt a little sweet after the bitterness in his mouth smacked his tongue.

——He obviously went forward.

Now there will be no more. After returning to the room, Fu Zexuan saw the optical computer and documents in the file bag, and came to such a conclusion.

There are many electronic contracts that have been drawn and bet in the optical brain, and there is also a pre-recorded video. Almost as soon as Wu Zele's video appeared, Fu Zexuan forced the optical brain to shut down.

After calming down, he waited for the ups and downs of his chest to calm down before picking up the file.

A real estate certificate, complete procedures and contract certificates, the address is on the 4th and 2th floors of Unit 14, Building 15, Guanhaiyuan, and a permit for attic renovation.

After reading it, Fu Zexuan collected the documents and threw them aside, not intending to accept the man's bequest.

But he didn't expect that he would have to change his mind the next day.

It was the first day after the outbreak of the SLAF virus. People still don't know the power of this invasive virus.

A small number of people obtained special abilities that could change their lives the night before, while the other group of people fell into a long sleep. In their dreams, they either sat on gold and silver treasures, or lingered with the lover they couldn't ask for, or fought against the battlefield... The relatives who died in the past meet in a dream...

Fu Zexuan found this lawyer with the same surname "Wu" with his mind full of redundant dreams during the day, and he brought Fu Zexuan to the location of the real estate.

……

With a "click", the door was opened, as if disturbing an elf that did not exist in the world, accompanied by scattered footsteps in the dull air, Attorney Wu introduced to him: "This is the real estate that belongs exclusively to you."

Before the words were finished, the two sat face to face on both sides of the black western-style dining table.

Fu Zexuan lowered his eyes, and gently stroked the marble texture of the table with his fingertips.

This place looks so much like Wei's house, with the same floor, the same structure, and the layout is exactly the same. What is Wu Zele's intention in letting him live in such a house?

Lawyer Wu took out a document from his briefcase, and placed it lightly in front of Fu Zexuan together with his essay.

When he retracted his hand, he straightened the document. Lawyer Wu said, "Read it carefully, and after signing this document, everything will belong to you."

Fu Zexuan was still rubbing the black marble with his fingertips, his indifferent appearance was the opposite of the chaos in his mind at this moment.

Lawyer Wu didn't urge him either, and let him bow his head and think.

Fu Zexuan didn't know why he still had time to think in such chaotic thoughts. At this moment, he finally knew Wu Zele's plan, but he still hadn't figured out whether to do what Wu Zele wanted or to do the opposite.

Almost at the same time as he had this thought, his nerves started a new round of unbearable pain.

This pain has not appeared for a long time, which means that when he was enduring in the Wei family, and in the ordinary life of Xingzuo Piano, he has always lived as Wu Zele wished.

But thinking of the tearing pain that lasted all night the night before, the pain now is nothing.

Fragments from different sources continued in his mind, and his consciousness was like a creator, looking down at all living beings with pity.

In an instant, an idea flashed through his mind, a brilliant idea.

It would surely free him from this pain and end it all.

For this, this house is necessary, so he finally relaxed his shoulders, picked up a pen, turned to the last page of the document, and signed his name.

Trivial strands of hair droop playfully with his movements, looking from afar, it looks like a scene in a perfect painting.

As a result, Canary entered the cage by himself.

The author says:

Calvin has been stuck for a long time.

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of water cold melon sweet;

感谢在2021-04-2102:17:44-2021-05-1014:33:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of water cold melon sweet;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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89. Memory ([-])

Everywhere in the abyss is occupied by such blood.

Not a peaceful night.

The fishy smell scrambled into the nostrils, the moonlight revealed the blood-splattered secret room, and the sadism that could not be vented in reality was fully satisfied. The people under him were breathless. The red rainwater has become a moor.

A happy smile emerged, straightened up and looked around the room full of masterpieces created by this method.

Hollow like black ants swarmed into erosion, and the scene transitioned in horror.

Such fragments are not unique, they are all densely packed in Fu Zexuan's mind, without even embellishments, they collide brutally in his mind, causing him to roll over on the bed with his head in his arms.

Even if Fu Zexuan did not fall asleep, these dreams that did not belong to him also appeared, exactly the same as the night before.

Wu Zele wants him to suffer, and the world to suffer.

His experiment turned out to be not as simple as Fu Zexuan thought. He used the whole human being as a sample, and dreams were his way to analyze emotions...

And the carrier is Fu Zexuan—no, it is sample number 000.

Zero is the mother body, and the chip in the brain carries the mother body of the neurovirus, and the last batch of 99 experimental samples received by the orphanage were all planted with daughter bodies.

Just like an alternative computer, his brain is like a master brain, which can be controlled by commands issued by the nerves, and the virus is used as a special server.

However, as the main brain, he cannot control other sub-brains, and can only passively receive information feedback from all sub-brains, that is, dreams.

Wu Zele's death was the condition for the virus to start, but far more than 99 offspring broke out.

Wu Zele's neurovirus can be transmitted by any means known in medicine, so there are tens of thousands of latent infections.

The virus started explosively, Fu Zexuan was unavoidable, and was disturbed by thousands of dreams in his sleep.

Evil thoughts, love, lust, hatred, it is only deep and heavy obsession that can make people fall into it.

Fu Zexuan can no longer say that he cannot perceive emotions. He is entangled with the strongest emotion in the world and cannot get rid of it.

There is indeed a beautiful obsession, which turned into white stars and embellished the starry sky. He wandered in the dream through the eyes of the dream master and was personally on the scene.

Indulge in the warmth of a loved one who never dies or is lost and found.

Unblessed love becomes a match made in heaven.

The moment when Qingfeng blesses the young love.

The smile you see again after losing it.

Regain health and weep for a sound body.

The flames of war subsided, the dilapidated streets returned to their former prosperity, and the dust seemed to be still under the sun.

Poverty is no longer a problem, and the empty stomach can be filled with food.

He is also amazed and moved by every moment of life blooming. At the beautiful moments, he is like a butterfly, sowing broken stars for every face that re-blooms a sincere smile, lingering in it, a witness and a bystander.

But he can't escape the abyss of judgment. At this time, he becomes the executor, and it seems that all evil thoughts come from him, and all evil deeds are done by him.

Are there more than seven kinds of evils derived from the seven original sins?He was wrapped up in evil deeds dominated by desire, unable to move, and the dream was more real than reality.

Lust entangles all possible and impossible persons, day and night, time and place.

Money pays for all indulgences, alcohol, fun, gambling, promiscuity, floating in the clouds, unable to distinguish the illusory boundaries.

Any hobby can be satisfied and magnified to the extreme.

The immoral things become reasonable, and the wicked laugh wantonly at the top of the pyramid.

What Fu Zexuan can't avoid most is the pleasure of killing the same kind. Complacent in front of the terrified face, begging for mercy and not resisting will only lead to disappointment. The desire to kill with blood is always empty and can never be calmed down. The coming of the slaughter.

And countless deaths, massacres or self-deaths.

Everywhere in the abyss is occupied by such blood.

People enjoy in dreams and die in happiness, Fu Zexuan can only struggle in pain.

Every time a dream is added, his brain continues to add a load, and the emotions that are about to explode are even more inflated. No words can describe the pain, and no matter what, it can't relieve the discomfort.

What the new death brought him was the collapse of the dream, a novel pain, a momentary sharp pain like a broken nerve, and a sense of emptiness brought about by the other end of the lost connection.

Obviously, it is no different from transforming people, but it has more human consciousness than the main brain, why not erase it from the beginning?

The initiator of the experiment has passed away, so is it still necessary for the experiment to exist?

So he took over Wu Zele's adopted house and wanted to end this pain in that house. He thought that if he was lucky, the police officer might be able to find the truth through him and be a glorious hero to save all living beings.

No matter what kind of form is possible, hanging, jumping off a building, cutting wrists in a bathtub, and drowning are not impossible.

In the dream, he experienced it. It was indeed painful, but it was not as painful as Wu Zele's "gift". He could test whether there was a successor for Wu Zele's experiment, and he could rest in peace from then on.

But just as everything started off guard, variables also appeared inexplicably.

Fu Zexuan was about to bid farewell to Wu Youxing, but the return journey from Guanhaiyuan was very chaotic.

The streets are empty, it’s not that there are no people there, it’s just a bit like the scene of an aerial bomb siege, leaving aside the smoke and death, countless people are lying on the street, but the people around them have no time to care about them and pass by in a hurry.

Because all the descendants are linked, Fu Zexuan can easily select the corresponding dream from all the dreams in his mind.

He looked at the corresponding dreams linked by invisible lines in his mind, as if there was an illusory light screen floating on everyone, and different scenes were played in the light screen.

There will always be some dreams that make Fu Zexuan fascinated. They are not dreams of seeking happiness or desire. The owner of the dream is bound and controlled by his inner emotions, and he is trapped in it and cannot escape.

In other words, a nightmare.

The essence of the nightmare has a very strong emotional atmosphere, even if Fu Zexuan does not take the initiative to pay attention to these dreams, they will be placed in the most conspicuous place for him to detect the dreams.

To keep the nightmare from collapsing requires certain traits, deep obsession, the ability to realize the observation in the dream, and the high-strength mental power that can resist the dream.

Even so, there is no way to break free, and the prey caught in the web cannot escape from the spider's territory, and can only become the most delicious food for the spider, emitting the most radiant light in the web.

Standing in the center of the net, Fu Zexuan was attracted by the only bright color in this area.

It was a slender young man, leaning against the wall next to the door of a psychological consultation center.

The image floating above his body remained unchanged for a long time, the delicate-looking little boy was sitting in an empty room, with toys scattered all over the place.

Unexpectedly, Fu Zexuan walked towards youth, and the emotions of the little boy when he was sitting alone kept impacting his eyes and heart.

The door of the psychological counseling center was locked, and Fu Zexuan stood beside the young man, flashing images of the black-haired boy sitting in the laboratory, walking alone, sitting by the lake in a daze or reading a book.

After a long time, he squatted down and picked up the young man on his back, and returned to the place where he had just come.

This was the first meeting between him and Xu Han, the day before he was about to commit suicide, the first day of the virus outbreak, he woke up the youth.

There are still three months before the announcement of the first successful awakening case in China.

In order not to expose this point, Fu Zexuan extracted information about hypnosis from the chip, searched through professional hypnosis books and materials, and then entered the youth's dream.

……

His heart was about to sink, and he wanted to close his eyes and sleep forever, but there was a voice clearly telling him in his mind.

"It's not real."

So what is real?

He was just a burden, nobody wanted him, mother discarded him, father didn't love him.

This is a very simple dream. The youth is trapped in the self and denies everything.

What attracted Fu Zexuan was the loneliness of the boy sitting in the toy room, and that was it, he realized.

Under the sun scattered in the shade of the tree, the lake shimmers in the eyes