Chapter 505 [Chapter Hidden in the Abyss] Forty-Nine: Synesthesia Out of Control

When this synaesthesia occurred, Chen Yan felt that he was clearly more than two thousand meters underground, but he felt the bitter cold in the snowy Yanan City twenty years ago.

He felt the cold touch of snowflakes slowly melting after falling on his skin, and the aroma of porridge wafting in the air caused a groan in his stomach.

The paste made from brown rice and potatoes was not very tasty. Chen Yan had not eaten such unpalatable food for a long time.

But at this moment, when he smelled this "porridge aroma", his mouth could not help secreting a lot of saliva, and there was a dull sound in his stomach, which was still full.

The unique smell of Xiacheng District also drifted into the nostrils, including the pungent body odor of various ethnic groups who had not showered for many days, the strange smell coming from the unfrozen sewers on the street, and coming from a certain corner.

The stinky smell, and the ubiquitous smell of spirits...

If there were other sounds that came to his ears, among them were the "creak" sound of pedestrians stepping on the snow on the street, and some kind of argument coming from far away, coming from in front of the soup kitchen.

The constant sounds of sincere or false thanks...

This feeling is indescribable, and the word "lifelike" alone is no longer enough to describe its "authenticity".

At this moment, Chen Yan felt that he was not only in a small alley in Xiacheng District of Yanan City twenty years ago, but also felt the disappointment and despair in his heart for the city, the uncontrollable madness in his mind when his spirit was on the verge of collapse, and

Hunger that almost completely overwhelmed the whole body and mind.

'Cut it off! Cut it off!'

He tried his best to control the synesthesia. If he continued like this, he felt that his true nature would be lost because of this!

He tried his best, until he was panting heavily and sweating profusely, and the synaesthesia finally ended.

He looked at the completely dead little boy on the ground, his eyes swaying and he was at a loss.

'Synesthesia is starting to get out of control...I...I'm gradually losing control...'

He covered his head with one hand, took out his mobile phone with the other hand, and opened the Inspiration Strength APP. He saw that the entire "thermometer" on the page had turned red, and the measurement pointer fluctuated violently at 100%, as if it were the next moment.

About to break through the top!

'The intensity of inspiration has reached the threshold...According to Wish, if we don't find a way to break through, the loss of control will quickly accumulate...'

But now he is not in Yanan City, where extraordinary people are everywhere, but in a "deserted" place more than two thousand meters underground in Yanan City. He has no way to find a way to break through!

'Find Jack and the others...and go back quickly!'

What's worse is that he feels that he can no longer control the intracranial eye. The eye under the intracranial skin always remains "fully open", and his spiritual vision is opened to the maximum extent.

Chen Yan took a few deep breaths, regained some energy, put the phone back into his pocket, picked up the egret model again, and walked towards the other door of the small cubicle laboratory.

The spherical Tunguska followed him and said with a trembling voice: "Chen Yan, do you feel a headache? Are you hallucinating?"

Chen Yan replied: "My head doesn't hurt, the hallucination... should be considered as no one?"

Synaesthesia produces a "feeling", and "hallucination" is also a "feeling", so Chen Yan didn't know if the "feeling" he just had that was infinitely close to reality contained an element of "hallucination".

There was a hint of fear in Spherical Tungus' voice: "When those people from the North Bureau entered the newly resurrected City of Peaks, they also appeared in your current state... that is, dizziness, in severe cases, even a splitting headache, and then you see all kinds of things.

Hallucinations... This is a sign of being parasitized by [Brain Ball Strain]!"

Chen Yan glanced at it: "Since I dare to come to this place, I am mentally prepared to be parasitized by the [Brain Ball Strain].

When a large-scale case of sleepwalking caused by the "Brain Ball Strain" occurred at the University of Michigan, all the students were cured in a short period of time. This shows that although the "Brain Ball Strain" is very pathogenic,

But it’s not difficult to kill.”

Chen Yan's words made Spherical Tunguska realize that there was no big problem with his consciousness.

Chen Yan continued: "In other words, as long as we return to the ground as soon as possible, we can find a way to kill the [brain ball strain] in the body through rice."

Spherical Tunguska breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Chen Yan's calm look.

It is impossible for it to leave the underground alone. As long as Chen Yan is fine, it will have a chance to leave.

Chen Yan smiled: "So don't worry, my brain is very normal. Even if it is really parasitized by the strain, the strain has not affected my spirit yet... According to the previous situation, it will still take ten and a half days.

Yue, I will have hallucinations!"

When he finished speaking, he had already arrived at the door of the small cubicle laboratory and opened the door.

The scene behind the door completely stunned him——

Under the illumination of incandescent lamps, in the bright and brand-new laboratory, more than a dozen experimenters wearing electrostatic protective suits were walking around. A ring-shaped experimental bench was located in the center of the laboratory, and the bench was filled with various pipes of different thicknesses.

, various 10-inch display screens on the experimental table were rapidly fluctuating with various data that Chen Yan could not understand.

In the center of the laboratory, surrounded by a ring-shaped experimental platform, there is an unstable [crack]. The periphery of the crack is isolated with a material that is either glass or resin.

The edge of [the crack] is constantly undulating like white electric sparks, and the part surrounded by the electric sparks, that is, [inside the crack], shows various different pictures:

The space of brass pipes, the dense steel forest covered with iron thorns, the magma waters swimming with strange creatures, the starry sky with countless black shadows flashing...

'What the hell is this?! How could...'

Chen Yan looked at this scene and was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, the nervous but orderly shouts of the experimenters came to my ears:

"The energy level of [Crack] has jumped again! It has reached the ninth excited state!"

"It's going to explode! Stop the energy supply!"

"..."

"The energy level of [the crack] has begun to stabilize...but it is different from the energy level when it was stable before. It is now in...the fifth excited state."

Chen Yan looked at the scene in the [Crack] in the fifth excited state. It was clearly a city with many layers of mountains - that is, the fungus city from the world of natural disasters!

A tall experimenter stood in front of the experimental table with his hands behind his back and made a voice that was both unfamiliar and familiar to Chen Yan:

"The attempt to activate the [Crack] itself within "Lagrangian Time" resulted in the energy level transition of the [Crack], thereby changing the direction of the [Crack] and leading it to a different space."

"This is a very valuable experimental process, thank you all for your hard work."

The tall figure wearing electrostatic protective clothing turned his head, and Chen Yan suddenly saw that familiar yet unfamiliar face.

This person is the young director!

He is William Master!
Chapter completed!