I fed the soulful paranoid evil god

Hearing Zhao Anan's question, the special police captain and others were startled, subconsciously looking at Xia Chenxi.

Could it be that other monsters can really talk?

Xia Chenxi didn't intend to hide anything about the dream world, so she nodded, "The monsters I've seen there all have their own consciousness and can speak, and..."

He paused, then looked at Zhao Anan again: "They think they are human."

A flash of shock flashed across Zhao An'an's face, as if he had been hit hard by an invisible hammer in his heart, and he instinctively wanted to catch this flash of emotion.

She couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, as if it was related to her future life direction and the meaning of living.

Zhao Anan opened his mouth, but fell silent again.

She could see that Xia Chenxi said this on purpose to let her know about it.

But what does this matter mean to her?

Although Zhao An'an is still underage, everything and malice he has experienced are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

After being hurt by their parents and grandma, no one can rely on strong hatred and obsession to replace the grandma who should have become a monster and become a special resident in the building.

This was also why Xia Chenxi felt incredible.

After going through all this, Zhao An'an still showed kindness to human beings, and even went against the monster's order to save those special police officers.

Such a Zhao An'an, even if there is some kind of abnormality in cognition and thinking.

Could she still be a monster?

Even though Zhao An'an was still cold-faced, Xia Chenxi could keenly sense Zhao An'an's bewilderment and anxiety at the moment.

speak up.

After all, Zhao Anan is just a little girl who is not yet 15 years old. Even if she is hurt by this world, she still instinctively feels confused and uneasy about her identity.

That's why Xia Chenxi deliberately added the last sentence when she heard what Zhao Anan said.

thought here.

Xia Chenxi opened the map and looked at the friends list. Zhao An'an's profile picture was still bright.

He focused on the head portrait with his consciousness, and Zhao An'an's detailed information and specific location immediately appeared on the right.

【Zhao Anan】(The World of Heart Building)

——Am I a monster, or a human?

Xia Chenxi showed a thoughtful expression. He still remembered that Zhao An'an's previous signature was [Only after death, can I feel that I am truly alive. ]

Personality signature actually really changed.

This also means that the signature is not static, but because of the change of obsession, the strongest thoughts in the heart will be expressed in words.

At the same time, it also means that what Zhao Anan cares most about at the moment is indeed related to identity.

Xia Chenxi felt sorry for the little girl in front of him. He raised his head, looked at Zhao An'an seriously, and said in an unprecedentedly sincere and sincere voice, "Perhaps, monsters are another form of life. The difference between humans and monsters cannot be based on Based on this point, if a person is so insane that he doesn’t even have the last bit of conscience, he is no longer a human being.”

When Xia Chenxi said this, her tone couldn't be heard to be comforting at all, she was just explaining his own point of view.

Zhao Anan was startled suddenly, and murmured: "Really?"

She hugged some cold books in her arms tightly, and her cold and painful heart seemed to be quietly soothed by these words.

She has always been very sensitive to malice and kindness, and she was sure that she did not perceive any emotion similar to pity or sympathy from Xia Chenxi's voice and expression, as if she was just expressing a point of view.

She even had an illusion that even if other people gave stronger evidence that the monster was a monster, even if she still had a conscience, Xia Chenxi would never change her mind because of this.

Because, he felt that way from the bottom of his heart.

It was precisely because of this attitude that Zhao An'an suddenly lost control of his emotions, and quickly lowered his head to cover the tears in his eyes.

She hadn't felt this kind of gaze for a long time...without a trace of pity, sympathy, disgust, or strange eyes, as if she was regarded as a very ordinary person, so ordinary that no one would cast strange eyes on her.

Even the few special police officers who seldom get along with women were aware of Zhao An'an's unrest at this moment, and when he was about to comfort him, Xia Chenxi shook his head quietly.

Zhao An'an doesn't need to be comforted now, she has already received sympathy and comfort from many people for her misfortune during her lifetime.

Xia Chenxi has also experienced this kind of feeling. This kind of kindness and sympathy will make people feel grateful but also feel inferior.

What Zhao An'an needs now is just a quiet space alone.

Xia Chenxi raised her foot and walked upstairs, motioning for others to follow.

The second floor.

It was quiet all around.

Zhao An'an's originally tense shoulders finally relaxed, tears fell from his eyes instantly, a mandala flower splashed on the ground in a blood-like color, exuding a strong bloody smell.

She stared blankly at the tears on the ground, and fell into a daze again.

Is she really still human?

As for those talking monsters, do they also have the same weird abilities as her.

She was both afraid and curious, and suddenly had a strong and turbulent thought.

She wants to go and have a look.

She was trapped in the utility room for many years in a cot made of stools.

If you sleep on this kind of stool for a long time, your back will be so sore that even the joints of your bones will be cold, and you will be bruised when you wake up.

She is too thin.

In summer, I dare not wear short sleeves, lest people see these bruising marks, as well as old and new scars.

That was the trace left by her parents and grandma during the domestic violence.

She secretly used the money she earned from picking up garbage to buy a soft cushion and spread it on it as a mattress, which was soft and comfortable.

Although the stool is so small that the body must be curled up, and even the whole night cannot be turned over, otherwise it will fall.

— but she still felt very satisfied.

Until grandma found the quilt in the utility room, dragged her to the living room like crazy, and beat her for several hours with the cane specially prepared for her.

She thought this was already the greatest punishment.

Unexpectedly, grandma dragged the quilt roughly to the living room again, cut it with scissors and scolded her, "Did you get adopted by a man outside? I knew that you and your mother were not fun, so I knew how to seduce men. "

Her mother sat on the couch as if she didn't hear anything.

At that moment, she felt unprecedented despair. For the first time, she plucked up the courage to resist, but she was severely beaten by her grandmother and the whole family, who called her a white-eyed wolf who didn't learn well at a young age.

She explained time and time again that she picked up garbage to make money to buy it, and she even took grandma to a small shop to prove it.

But grandma still shredded the quilt, shredding her last bit of warmth and hope.

that moment.

She suddenly understood.

Grandma and dad, even mom, knew she wasn't lying, they just didn't want to listen to her explanation, they didn't want to let her live comfortably, and they wanted to destroy even the last hope.

Since then, she has learned not to cry.

Because it doesn't work.

She desperately wanted to leave home as an adult and escape this perverted and depressive place.

She even thought about it more than once.

If it wasn't for those kind neighbors, the persuasion of charitable organizations, and the help of the school teachers to apply for a tuition reduction, I'm afraid she wouldn't even have the opportunity to go to school.

She is grateful to those who have reached out to help, but the deepest part of her heart hurts because of it.

Sometimes I think that if I jump off the roof, all the misfortunes will be relieved from time to time.

Maybe grandma will shed sad tears because of this.

It wasn't until that happened that she realized how ridiculous her previous thoughts were.

fortunately.

She is dead.

Finally got relief.

Zhao An'an didn't know why he thought of these things again, but the trouble in his heart about whether he was a human or a monster seemed to disappear in these bloody and tearful memories of the past.

No matter how painful it is, it can't be more painful than everything that I experienced during my lifetime.

She has shed her past and lived in a new life form in a place free of any strange glances.

Even though she was trapped in this building, her heart was extremely free.

Xia Chenxi sat on the sofa and asked the SWAT captain and the others, "Do you feel uncomfortable staying here?"

Several people said no. Although they were very curious about the monster Xia Chenxi was talking about, they were also worried that this was not top-secret information that they could know, so they tacitly pretended they didn't know anything and didn't ask.

Xia Chenxi thought for a while, and said in a negotiating tone: "If you agree, I want to wait two hours before leaving here."

Two hours is the safest time for Xia Chenxi. It will not cause too much danger, and it can also find out whether it will have a strong side effect like other worlds.

After all, the authority of this heart tower world already belongs to him.

Of course, if the special police captain and the others are unwilling, Xia Chenxi will send these people out, but this experiment may not be tested until the next time, and at the same time, they have to pay the price of chains to bring them in.

Xia Chenxi didn't know when the chain ability would recover. He needed to retain at least 70.00% of his power to ensure that he could fight back in the next crisis.

The special police captain and the others agreed without even the slightest hesitation when they heard the words, and expressed their thoughts.

The special police captain said: "I heard that you need to pay a certain price for bringing people in. Instead of this, we might as well stay."

The special soldier who seldom spoke also said: "When we entered the experimental base, we were already ready to sacrifice ourselves. What's more, you also said that it is only two hours, and the danger is not great at all."

Xia Chenxi was a little moved, and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me, and you must not hold on."

Although he wanted the SWAT captain to help test the conjecture, he never thought that these people would be injured.

Several people nodded in agreement.

In fact, for the special police captains, as long as they can help the human side, even if they have to pay the price for it, or even sacrifice for it.

After a while, footsteps came from the corridor, Xia Chenxi and others immediately looked at the door, Zhao Anan walked in wearing a school uniform, still holding several books tightly in his arms.

Several people couldn't help being taken aback.

because……

Zhao An'an seemed to have something different.

It's obviously still the same face and cold expression as before, but it no longer feels eerie and weird, at most it looks like a good student who is not good at words, sensible and well-behaved.

Although the special police captain was curious, he didn't ask rashly, but nodded to Zhao An'an as a greeting.

After all, without Zhao An'an's help, his soldiers would have been killed and dismembered by other residents.

He always remembered this love.