Tang Ye seemed to have become a vegetable in an instant, not only because of the blindness caused by covering his vision, but after his vision was completely filled with darkness, all his perceptions also disappeared at this moment, and he could not smell it.
The smell in the air here can't hear the sound here, the body, the limbs, and the flesh and blood molecules that can be mobilized at will. He and another self can never feel it again
Each other's existence!
As yesterday... it wasn't right. Now it should be said that it was the day before yesterday, just like that night in the zoo. As the darkness blocked everything he could see, he saw a little light, and the moment the light appeared
It quickly lengthens into a line and then widens...
The disappearing feeling came back. Tang Ye heard the noisy whistle sound at the first time, as if thousands of cars were stuck on the road. The drivers kept honking the horns and urging the car in front to feel like they left.
Tang Ye, who was extremely sensitive to the sound, was quickly awakened. Then, he saw a soft light shining in from outside the window, and then he saw the ceiling of the hotel room.
"Well?"
Standing up from the bed, he looked at the windowsill that had been covered by the curtains. Both windows seemed to be closed, but they still could not stop the sound of car whistles coming from outside.
Tang Ye was a little confused, as if there was something he hadn't done? But he couldn't remember it. He sat on the bed and thought for a while, but he couldn't help but give up and picked up his phone from the bedside table. The screen was not on, and the upper right corner was
I could see the piece of flesh and blood I put down yesterday, and I vaguely remember that this was done to prevent the phone from being unable to turn on because it was shut down.
The sound of the whistle outside continued, as if it had penetrated all obstacles, causing such a sound in Tang Ye's ears. He looked at the windowsill in annoyance and frowned suddenly.
Something seems wrong?
Put the phone I came to my hand on the table, Tang Ye took out the phone he brought and opened it. It was just seven minutes after 8 o'clock in the morning. I woke up yesterday earlier than today.
, I thought so many cars outside kept honking their whistles and urging them, Tang Ye thought at first that it was an office worker in a hurry, but if I think about it carefully, it seemed that this was not the case yesterday?
Tang Ye, who was sitting by the bed, fell silent, as if he was thinking about something, and the memories of last night slowly emerged.
I walked out after the ban time, with the purpose of checking out what would happen to those figures and graffiti after the ban time, and not long after I went out, I returned to the hotel room without finding any abnormality, and then went to bed.
Sleep until you wake up just now.
"Have I done something like this yesterday?"
He said to himself, and suddenly, Tang Ye remembered a person's name, Lu Xiaojie!
Violating the Permit Regulation here seems to be undesirable. He doesn't know if Lu Xiaojie has explained what will happen if he violates the Permit Regulation. He may have said it, and there is a high possibility that he has not said it. He can't remember it, but in his
In the influence of this, violating the regulations seems to be a heavy price.
"cost……"
These two words were spit out from Tang Ye's mouth, and another memory in his mind began to appear. He went out after the time for the ban last night, but unlike the original memory, he did not come back after going out.
, but met Lu Xiaojie and experienced some things with her at the recycling bin.
This memory became extremely vague for Tang Ye at this time, and full of unreality. If he was not in a daze like a dream, he would have asked more questions, such as why Lu Xiaojie can always have herself here.
The memory of the people will not become ordinary people? Will the current situation be maintained by the regulations that always abide by the current situation? Do the paintings in the corridors below the recycling station contain any secrets? Also, what are the recycling messengers?
Something? Is it a blow by someone the first second, but the next second is like someone else’s nothing?
Is it a time cycle?
In addition, Tang Ye has observed the ordinary people here, and all the molecules that make up their bodies are no different from those from outside.
According to Lu Xiaojie, after violating the Regulations, the parties involved came to a deeper "world" to continue their lives and did not realize that they had actually "dead" once. In this case, Tang Ye
Now that I wake up, have I been "dead" once?
And now I am in this deep "world"?
So, compared to the self who entered here on the first day, the self who was the second day was not the self who was alive at the beginning? However, whether it was the first day or the next day, the individual quality of those ordinary people has not changed much. According to
Tang Ye’s logic is that ordinary people seem to have no use value for Deria, but just a pile of waste materials that have been absorbed with essence and only have a little inorganic substance left behind.
In Lu Xiaojie's explanation, she claimed that she was just to let Deria, a hungry ghost, eat a little less in this "last meal", but she stole and snatched them from ordinary people who had turned into waste.
, What's the point? Her jobs seem to be no different from those recycling messengers. If you insist on saying there is a difference, it may be that one is eating a public meal on one side, while the other is an individual business that his father doesn't love his mother and doesn't love him.
To sum up, it is just a cause. What is most confusing is that in some conversations between me and Lu Xiaojie, I made a point intentionally or unintentionally, that is, after a certain existence dies, it will enter the so-called deeper level.
The world, but in the dead place, there is a figure graffiti. Each figure graffiti represents a similar person to Tang Ye. In this way, wouldn’t Deria have the ability to produce zombies like the zombie mother nest?
Of course, whether these zombies produced by Deria are false or not, these also prove that everything Lu Xiaojie does is meaningless!
Whether it is true or false, the former means not only dealing with humans here, but also dealing with zombies here, which requires double effort! In the latter, it is better to do nothing than to be useless busy.
Tang Ye should have asked these questions at that time, but now after "waking up", I realized how confused I was at that time, which was exactly the same as the confused feeling when I was dreaming! Looking back, I felt that such an experience would require everything I saw at that time.
It seems that there is a layer of white mist around it, and there are not many details, which are absurd but unforgettable for a long time.