"What's on his right hand?"

"How do I know?"

"Do you want to take it down?"

"Forget it, there is no need for this. Well, he is about to wake up and inject another potion. He must understand why he is fine no matter what he says today!"

In a daze, Zhao Xin heard such a conversation. He tried to open his eyes, but found that his vision was very blurry. There were only a few white figures shaking in front of him. They seemed to be saying something, but for some reason, his thinking became very slow and he could not figure out what was going on now. Then he felt something pierced into his skin. In this drowsy state, his feeling was sharper than usual. He felt that something entered his blood vessels and soon flowed through his body.

Then, he fell asleep again.

This situation lasted several times. Every time Zhao Xin wanted to figure out the current situation, but he would fall asleep again...

...

It was a quiet late night, and I walked home with the food I bought from a convenience store. As usual, the familiar night view, the familiar streets, and the familiar buildings.

If I had not left home that night and chose to sleep at home, would everything I had experienced now not appear?

In a normal world, Zhao Xin is a normal person, and this is all the life he has earned through hard work.

People with low-risk depression live in hell, at least in Zhao Xin's opinion. He doesn't know what other people who also have this disease are like. He only knows that if he continues, he will become a madman. In order to allow himself to live a normal life, he began to learn to control his thinking. This method did make Zhao Xin live the "normal" life he expected, but this practice also made him increasingly deviate from the so-called "normal".

Some people may think that low-risk depression is cool, just like Michael Schofield, the protagonist of "Prison Break" in the American drama, who is a genius.

Well, Zhao Xin is indeed a genius, but a genius living in pain. Can you imagine the feeling of being troubled by countless hallucinations and fantasies every minute and every second, and being tortured by a simple problem every day?

Zhao Xin had it, and it lasted for four or five years. At that time, his image was like Gaara, with dark circles, pale and terrible skin, haggard expression, and a little nervous. He always said some crazy words, always treated some hallucinations as real, and sometimes even grabbed strangers and asked strange questions, such as, ‘Do you know why 1+1 equals 2? Why is the result not 3, 4, or 0?’.

So what is the solution?

Zhao Xin's whimsical thoughts helped him solve his own troubles.

That is to refuse to think, reject all things related to thinking, that is, take the initiative to control your brain and actively cut off all abilities related to "thinking".

A ridiculous idea, but he succeeded. After several years of hard work, he finally did this, and then he became a "normal" person and lived his current life. But as mentioned above, is Zhao Xin still a normal person now?

As long as this world is normal, then I am normal. Zhao Xin has always insisted on this, but how long does it take to go from a real and normal world to an illusory and unrealistic world?

Perhaps, it only takes one second, when an opportunity arises, only one second, the world you are in, your life, future, and destiny will change.

Although it was a bit exaggerated in one second, at least Zhao Xin's world was completely changed because of a few minutes.

It was a battle before him. A man in a black windbreaker was holding some kind of glowing prop in his hand and fighting something that was not a human or even a beast. What was this? Did he break into the shooting scene of a certain movie?

In the quiet late night, the roar of beasts echoed, but the strange thing was that it did not attract others' attention. At this time, Zhao Xin found something strange. The whole space was too quiet. Here, it seemed that only three creatures would be heard by others, the man in a black windbreaker, the monster, and himself.

I should have cut off the two functions of "creativeness" and "imagination"? What is this, an illusion?

Hallucination?

When Zhao Xin thought of this, he actually laughed. At this time, a fireball should be the fireball thing that fell not far away and exploded. The heat waves and gravels caused hit him. How could this pain and heat feel beside him?

Seeing this scene beyond common sense, Zhao Xin was not afraid. He reconnected the abilities that were temporarily cut off by himself and began to analyze the current situation. Compared to danger, he was the first to consider not running away, screaming, and fear. What he wanted to know was what all this was in front of him, who was that man, and why that monster appeared.

In fact, in my words, Zhao Xin deserves to suffer if he is unlucky. He doesn't run away and stays here to watch the show. Next he tastes the bitter fruit he planted.

A knife-like thing pierced into his chest. Under the coldness that penetrated his chest, Zhao Xin felt that his life was passing by little, but because of the monster attacking Zhao Xin, the man in the windbreaker who was fighting with it seized the opportunity and inserted the props in his hand into the other party's head. The ugly monster turned into dust and disappeared in front of Zhao Xin.

This should be the second time Zhao Xin has experienced death, but the first time he was lucky enough to survive, but this time he didn't seem to be very lucky, and the goddess of death really patronized him.

...

He suddenly sat up from the bed. Zhao Xin was wearing thick clothes, sweat dripping down his face, his face turned pale, his mouth slightly raised, showing an ugly and complicated smile: "It turns out that I have died once."

Since he came to this strange city, Zhao Xin's memory was in chaos. He couldn't remember what had happened before, but at this moment he finally remembered his previous experience. He inexplicably broke into a battle and stood there stupidly analyzing the current situation because of his personality. As a result, he was ruined by a monster. This was indeed the bitter fruit he planted, so he tasted it himself.

Zhao Xin was indeed a little depressed, but then he put aside the matter and observed the situation around him. As a result, he found that he had come to a strange environment again, and his previous memory became very chaotic and vague, and he seemed to be being chased by a monster, and then...

Somewhat can't remember...?

What's going on? Zhao Xin has absolutely confidence in his memory, but for some reason, since he came to this strange city, many things have become uncontrollable. It should be said that many things have exceeded his imagination.

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Chapter completed!