Doll Survival Game [Unlimited]

The god has not taken back the conscious body, so he does not know the experience of "self" bringing back the child.

But he trusts his own consciousness, after all, it is himself, who can not trust himself.

So there should be some misunderstanding in the process of bringing it back.

The god looked at the vigilant child in front of him and asked curiously, "Did I do something to you?"

Ji Ming paused - what did he mean?

The god said casually: "I split a piece of consciousness to bring you back, and I still take back the consciousness, so I don't know what I did to you for the time being."

After finishing speaking, the god saw the blind child froze, and only after a while did he hear the child ask him: "What will happen if the consciousness is withdrawn...?"

The god raised his eyebrows slightly, and then he suddenly smiled and said, "So that's how it is."

The kid sees him and his consciousness as two people.

This is interesting.

But how can this be distinguished?

After all, his own consciousness is basically indistinguishable from him.

Especially the child is still invisible.

But it's kind of an interesting thing.The god looked up at the child and replied, "It will disappear."

He watched the child turn pale with interest: "After all, that is my own..." After a subtle pause, the god estimated, "One millionth?"

"He has no self-awareness, his consciousness is my consciousness, like a puppet being manipulated, and the thread connecting the puppets is in my hands." Shenming said in a casual tone, as if saying that the weather is good today: " If you like my conscious body, I can give it to you."

To him, it was as if a hair was pulled from his body and given to this child.

Not something worth mentioning.

Ji Ming didn't move or speak, he was a little dazed——

His savior, without self-awareness?

The child didn't believe it, but what made him even more unacceptable was that the god said that he would give him his savior.

……deliver?

Is his savior an existence that can be sent out at will?

Obviously judging from what this god said, he can also be regarded as the father of his own consciousness... right?

The momentary hatred was very short, but the gods were still keenly aware of it.

He looked at the child in front of him and realized something, so he raised his index finger very quickly and touched Ji Ming's forehead. Ji Ming froze instantly, and his whole body stood on the spot like a stone.

All the memories of Ji Ming's short life flooded into the god's mind like a stream of water, he let go after a long time, and then watched Ji Ming go limp.

There was a slight change in the gentle eyes of the gods, and the incomparably real joy flashed across the eyes.

It seems that something unexpected happened.

His consciousness... seems to exist independently?

Not very sure, but if the consciousness can be recovered, it will be clear immediately...

The god stood up, and he gave the command.

The conscious body under the World Tree received the command to look up, and then he flew up.

The gods live in the space at the top of the world tree.Because the conscious body is a part of the god, he knows why the god created himself to go out instead of him, and why the god always stays on the world tree.

Because the operation of this world requires the existence of gods, and the top of the world tree is the power room, which absorbs the power of gods as the energy for the operation of this world.

Therefore, the gods cannot leave the top of the world tree for a long time.

In the past, the conscious body would not think about the reason why the gods created this world, but now the conscious body can think about it, but it cannot understand.

With the self, it is impossible to understand others.

Only the gods can freely enter the space at the top of the world tree, and everyone else needs the consent of the gods to enter.

The conscious body is a part of the gods, so he stepped in easily, and then raised his eyes——

He has been to this space many times, and it is a place he is very familiar with.

But every time I see it, there will still be a flash of strangeness in my heart that belongs to the gods every time I see it.

This is a square room with a sense of technology, with the same length, width and height, and the overall color is blue and black. There is no warm decoration inside, so it is more like... a big coffin.

There are countless light blue silk threads connected to the wall and floor in the "coffin", and these threads have a very subtle light.

The room is illuminated by the superposition of shimmering light on these silk threads.

And the ends of these many silk threads are tied to the body of the god.

The conscious body glanced, and then approached the god.

The god smiled sincerely, and his joy was conveyed to the conscious body, and the conscious body was also happy, but he had more doubts than the god.

"Child." The god rejoiced, and he stretched out his hand to stroke the face of the conscious body—this was his child.

His body, his flesh and blood, and his descendants—offspring.

The god looked at the blood stains on the conscious body with pity: "Didn't you wash it?"

From the corner of his consciousness, he glanced at Ji Ming who was lying on the ground, and soon he withdrew his gaze, looking at the god with concentration and attachment: "I'm guarding you."

He knew that the gods had already noticed that he had a self, but the closeness of the same body made him unable to raise the slightest sense of vigilance against the gods.

Just trust and respect.

The god touched his head: "Good boy."

The joy from the inside out made the conscious body feel uncontrollably blissful, and he looked at the god in a daze.

The god touched him and spoke in a low voice.

When the conscious body heard the gods say they would give him a body, he thought of demons—then would he become the same existence as them?

The conscious body didn't think much, he lowered his eyes, and this time his eyes were blatantly cast on Ji Ming on the ground.

The god followed his gaze to look over, and then said with a smile: "Child, help him up."

The conscious body used to hug Ji Ming, his movements were very gentle, as if he was holding something fragile.

The gods were satisfied, and then gave orders habitually.

The instructions in the mind of the gods were transmitted to the mind of the conscious body, he was taken aback for a moment, and then calmly took off the remaining clothes on Ji Ming's body.

Seeing that the person was ready, the god handed a roll of bandages to the conscious body: "Wrap him up."

Consciousness rises.

The god looked at him very gently: "This child will not accept body modification... In that case, let him get better slowly."

Slowly, the word seemed to be accentuated, and the conscious body lowered its head to look at the wound on Ji Ming's body.

The god tilted his head slightly, this is his "child", so he told the consciousness body patiently: "The strength that the human body can bear is limited, this child wants to keep this dragging body, but also wants to gain great strength , then you have to accept the price of having both.”

The powerful force will constantly tear Ji Ming's body apart, while the bandage will heal everything... Destruction and healing are fighting in his body, leaving a delicate balance in the end.

Even before the child completely gave up his strength, the pain of the wound would probably accompany him for a long time.

The conscious body carefully wrapped the bandage on the child, and because there was a surplus of bandages, he wrapped two layers on the child.

He didn't ask how the god knew that Ji Ming wouldn't be willing to abandon his body, just like he didn't ask how the god knew that he was born with sanity.

Gods always have a way.

The conscious body tied a small bow on Ji Ming's head.

The god looked at Ji Ming, then reached out and nodded Ji Ming's head: "Instill strength from here."

The conscious body righted the drowsy child. He saw that the bandage on the child's body didn't see any blood, and then looked down at his blood-stained robe.

The god didn't notice the movement of the conscious body, so he tore off a part of the silk thread floating in the room and connected it to the top of Ji Ming's head, but for a moment, some black hair exposed through the bandage gap on the top of Ji Ming's head turned gray in an instant.

Fade in general.

At the same time, Ji Ming's body trembled.

Even though the child has been tightly wrapped, the conscious body can still understand from the child's soft whimpers—he is in pain.

It's as painful as dying.

The bright red blood finally permeated the bandage on the child's body, and the red spread little by little, like plum blossoms blooming continuously on the snow-capped mountains.

The movements of the conscious body were more gentle, he raised his hand subconsciously, and gently rubbed Xia Jiming's gray hair comfortingly.

But the next moment, the conscious body stopped, and he looked down at the pair of arms that strangled his waist, slightly dazed.

...

As if falling into a hell burning with endless flames, Ji Ming felt his body was hot and painful, and his flesh seemed to be falling off piece by piece.

But something seemed to wrap him up, so he wasn't torn apart.

Ji Ming breathed hard, the severe pain made his consciousness confused and wronged - why is it so painful, is everyone in this world suffering like him?

Why is that person still trying to live?

...It's also possible that everyone actually doesn't want to live, but they just don't dare to die.

Ji Ming still remembered the closest he was to death, when he felt quiet, very, very quiet, so quiet that he felt an inexplicable panic.

And this kind of panic is much more terrifying than pain.

Ji Ming stretched out his hand unconsciously. He felt his eyes were very hot, and the liquid hotter than his body covered his eyes. The child who was only in his early ten years did not understand how he felt in his heart. He just reached out his hand in fear, and then grabbed A piece of clothing.

The distant and familiar breath suddenly rushed into the tip of his nose, and Ji Ming subconsciously grasped it tightly, grasping this distant smell that might take him away from the pain forever.

So he ignored the smell and bowed towards it.

Like a puppy that has been abandoned for a long time, it finally found a home that might take him in, and then hugged his savior desperately and relentlessly.

it does not matter.Ji Ming's mind was extremely confused and vague, he was thinking in a mess - even if they are all beings that can be dealt with by others at will, it doesn't matter, he can protect him, but he is still young, maybe he can't do it yet.

However, they can... depend on each other for life.

He would never gift him to others so casually.

So please... please, please, his savior, don't abandon him either.

...

The child holding her tightly in her arms was crying.

He buried his head in the chest of the conscious body, and the hot tears made the already dirty clothes of the conscious body even more messy.

But the conscious body didn't care, he just stared at the fluffy gray hair of the child in his arms, his eyes showed curiosity - it turns out that people can bleed out liquid hotter than blood.