After entering the mist, I first felt the pain from my soul being torn and stirred before, and then I felt as if my arm had been torn off. But after a while, the pain of my arm being torn off was nothing, because I started from the beginning.
I feel an unprecedented cutting pain all the way to my feet. It seems that my whole body is being sawed back and forth by a small hacksaw, including my brain, my heart, and every cell in my body. This pain is excruciating! But what makes me wonder the most is why this
At this time, I clearly knew that this feeling was not real. Something was stimulating my pain. I also knew that I was not being sawed into pieces. Maybe it was different from the pain in my arm. This really came from
The pain of the soul, this fog and this wind, are hurting my soul??? After a while, I don’t know why, but I just know that this fog will make me very, very painful, but this pain will not let me
Die immediately.
Like most people, I have been accustomed to not thinking about issues that have nothing to do with life many years ago. So now I also experience thinking about pain. What I need to do now is to get rid of this pain. I unconsciously raised my right hand to
I looked at it and realized, eh~~~ Fortunately, the arm was still there and not broken. Except that the connection between the shoulder and the arm still hurt like crazy, and the arm was still a little heavier and a little inflexible, the fingers were all still there and could still move.
Oh~ that's right, if it was really broken, how could I be in this fog? I tried to move my arm again, and found that the hand that had been dry and black was still clamping my wrist, so I turned over slightly.
Some people find that although it feels like it has been burned in a fire or fried in oil. In short, there is pain all over the body and the pain of the brain being stirred, but the actions of the body have become obedient, although the brain that gave the order may be a little overwhelmed now.
.But at least the action of turning over seemed to be completed subconsciously. The pain was so extreme that I gritted my teeth and moaned "Ah~ah~" in a low voice. Now I am saying "Ah~" in a low voice.
I believe that people can feel that I am struggling with unbearable pain. Because I feel so miserable even listening to it! This is not an unyielding spirit, but I don’t want to die, I just want to live. Screaming out can make me feel better.
Just a few, a trace is fine.
When I clearly saw the owner of the arm that pulled me in, my painful "Ah~" suddenly changed its tone. Feeling as if I was about to take my last breath, I quickly bit my mouth and stared without making a sound.
The owner of this arm. It may not be accurate to say the owner, because the skeleton does not know whether it should be called a human. This is simply a skeleton covered with only a layer of black skin, and there may be a little flesh under the skin.
It may also have bones attached to it, because if you look closely, you will find that the skin in most places is wrinkled and wrapped around the bones. After a closer look, it may be better to call this a mummy, but it is more slender than the ones from the Egyptian pyramids. The skin is pitch black.
, wrapped around the bones, it felt like there was no flesh at all. Only the feeling that the skin was peeled off and the bones were not separated told me that this was not a skeleton, but a mummy. And the face of the mummy was facing me at the moment, and there was no trace of anything in the eye sockets.
Even though it didn't reach my eyes, it felt like I was looking at myself, but they were just two dark holes. I wanted to break free from this hand, but found that I couldn't break free at all. This hand made me feel like it was a vise gripping me.
The pliers were rusty and locked. The pain from the soul was too painful. I couldn't think about these things in order to survive. I quickly propped up my body and saw if I could get out from the entrance. Although it hurts now, it's better than lying down.
When I was shivering before the fog, my body's mobility should have recovered enough to support myself in jumping out. I groaned, gritted my teeth, sat up, and looked at the direction I came in. Hmm??? Where is the entrance, it should be
The direction of the feet. The mummy clearly saw himself at that time. Why couldn't he see out from the inside? Is it because of the eyes? His eye sockets are special rather than having no eyes? The structure of the people here is similar to my own.
Is it different before you can see the outside? I immediately rejected this idea because there are so many "other species". The structure of this mummy's body is obviously exactly the same as that of a human. He should have been the same human as me before. But
Where is the entrance? I climbed a meter or two in that direction and touched the air with my hands, but there was nothing... It's over, the entrance must have disappeared!!!
The entrance had almost disappeared before I came in, and now it has completely disappeared. Sci-fi movie? Portal? I thought about the possibilities I could think of. The pain brought me back to reality. Looking around, in the fog, I couldn't stop
The pain in my body never stops for a moment, and every time my body moves, the moving part becomes more painful. Every time I move, it seems that there are blades in the joint muscles and glass debris stuck in them. Before, I felt that I was pressed for time.
I had no time to feel it, so I had to escape from here quickly. Now that I suddenly had no direction, all the pain came back more obviously, almost making me faint. No matter what I do, it is certain that I have to move to survive. But now there is no way.
Now, I'm a Muggle. I tried to scream "Ahhhhhhh" like other people. However, it wasn't as normal and useful as before. And I just felt like my throat was numb after I screamed like that.
I'm about to be torn apart, so I'd better put away my middle-aged heart for the time being.
I looked around, thinking that I couldn't die, I couldn't just die like this. I wasn't the one to die when such a magical thing happened. At least it had been more than 5 minutes since I came in, and I wasn't dead yet. Even though it hurt so much, I wasn't dead yet. This person was not dead yet.
It's not like you brought me in to let me die. Then there must be something else I can do. I want to live! I must live. I came in because I wanted to change my way of living and live well.
Although I know that now is not the time to think about pain all the time, the feeling of pain keeps occupying my brain. The pain still continues, and the feeling of life and death still exists, which makes me unable to care about anything else. Even
I can't think, but I know that if I don't think or calm down and continue to hurt like this, my body will definitely reach its limit. I have heard that some people will die from the pain, but I am not very worried about dying from the pain.
After all, this kind of pain has lasted for so long, and there is no feeling of death coming. This is not like the pain I have experienced before, such as kidney stones and toothache, which are painful and sudden and more severe.
The pain may kill you instantly. But at this moment, the feeling that is countless times more painful than a kidney stone has not changed. It has always been the same that makes you feel like it hurts to death, but you know whether it hurts to death or not.
The terrible thing is that the pain seems to consume a lot of energy. After I regained my body control, I thought I could move freely, but in fact I didn't. The fatigue caused by the pain made me unable to stand up as easily as usual.
And there was a mummy hanging on my right hand. Thinking of this, I turned my eyes to this skinny mummy, and said to him helplessly in my heart: "Hey, Brother Hei, let go. We won't get results."
." At the same time, I plan to observe him again and maybe I can make some discoveries. A math teacher once said a sentence that I still remember as a problem-solving idea: "Observe first, then think." If that teacher knew that I was such a scumbag, what a fool.
Even now, I can still smile when I remember his earnest teachings. The first thing I saw was the hand holding my right hand. It was such a slender hand, but it was a little darker, but this should be because it was only
The reason why it feels so slender with a layer of skin left is because the person's hand grasps his wrist just enough for his thumb and middle finger to just touch. So this person's hand should actually be no different from his own.
They come in different sizes. When I was in school, I saw a skeleton model that was as tall as a human, but I didn’t take a closer look at it. After looking at this skeleton, I realized that human bones, especially the arms, are so slender. I really wanted to straighten it.
Compare it with yourself. Then look at it again. Is this guy really black and African? Hey~ maybe it is true. In other words, I have encountered something like a wormhole? Traveled to Africa?
What's the meaning? No, other people's time travel is in time. Even in space, it's basically time travel to another world. Although Africa is another world to me. But when I go to Africa... I want to
What to do? Even if I finally survive and get out of the fog, I still have to find an African government agency and ask them to contact the embassy and send me home? The point of this trip is to travel? Then will I have to pay back the money in the future?
Wait? This is a normal and peaceful plot. I have never heard of such a mist in Africa that can make people miserable. If it is still no man's land after I go out, will I still have to survive the threat of snakes, insects and beasts?
Are humans also in Africa? What should I do? Fortunately, I don’t have time to dwell on it anymore, otherwise I might wonder what my future life will be like if I find a black wife. Knowing this is purely mine.
I'm just thinking, no matter what, I have to get out of this fog first.
I suddenly felt that if I continued to stay here like this, I might faint from the pain for half an hour. It is very likely that there is no one else here except this black man, and he looked like a mummy, as if he had been dead for thousands of years. , no one will come back to save me. Oh, by the way. Listen quickly to see if Brother Hei still has a heartbeat. After all, it was him who pulled me just now, and he was the one who came towards me. He just pulled me in. He died in such a short few minutes? He couldn't have pulled him at the last moment of his life... It's not impossible. I can't care about being afraid. After all, except for pain, all other senses can be used now. I ignored it. I put my ear against Brother Hei's chest and listened for a while. I even lay on the right side of my chest without giving up. I still didn't give up and reached out to touch Brother Hei's chest, waist, neck, face, and even hugged Brother Hei completely. There... there is no temperature, not even a pulse. It's a brief deviation. Let's continue to observe. I wanted to observe step by step, for example, first study why Brother Hei's bald head is not as bald as others. But the pressure The bright red patch under Brother Hei was too eye-catching. It was really a scarf. The scarf was very long, about two meters long. Brother Hei wrapped the scarf from his eyes to his neck, probably three times. The other parts were thrown behind him. And because it was actually very cold here, I quickly took off Brother Hei's scarf and wrapped it around my neck before continuing to observe. Brother Hei's eye sockets were very big. I took off Brother Hei's scarf and found that The whole head looks more like a skeleton, and the nose is just two holes high up like the model skeleton. Although it is blocked by the skin, you can still see the shape. I always hurry Hei Ge, the dignity he has now is not like the mummy in the pyramid. It was formed. Brother Hei may have changed his body to look like this for some reason. The mouth is also very scary. There is no trace of flesh on the cheeks, and the two large rows of teeth are exposed due to the shrinkage of the lips. , which makes me a little afraid to read it any more. But if I don’t read it, I won’t get any useful information at all.
In fact, when I was listening to the heartbeat, I discovered that Brother Hei was actually wearing nothing but a scarf. Because the skin on his body was wrinkled and the color was so dark, I thought it was covered with a layer of fabric. I saw the height difference between the chest and stomach, as well as the waist and I was sure that this was definitely a naked Hei Ge. However, even though I admired him for being such a mummy, Hei Ge still had a date-like fruit hanging stubbornly on his crotch. Gender proof. I also looked at the legs and feet. I have a feeling that if this person is not so dark and has flesh and blood, his body shape should be similar to mine. Suddenly I am curious about what Brother Hei looked like before. Others have traveled through time and some have been like me. Among people with the same name and the same gender, could I be someone who looks exactly like me? Why do I always think about time travel? What kind of time travel am I here? At most, I have not entered a dimension that will hurt me to death. It can't be some scientific experiment...
After putting on the scarf, I don't know why I feel more comfortable. It's not just the warmth, it's mainly psychological. But when I feel it again, it's the feeling of excruciating pain that is the most real. This may be because foreigners like to use blankets to relieve tension. The feeling of fear must be reasonable. Thinking that Brother Hei had wrapped the scarf around his face, Chu Nan planned to do the same, but as soon as he pulled the scarf up to his nose, he almost vomited out. This scarf stinks so much, it smells like rotten flesh! I smelled some stench at the beginning, but the smell was not that obvious due to the wind. Besides, it is normal for things on corpses to stink, but I didn’t expect the smell to be so unbearable. I quickly prepared to take off the scarf. But just now I wanted to make it firmer. It was tied crosswise almost every time without being blown away by the wind. Now that I was weak and Hei Ge was still hanging on one hand, I couldn't find the beginning for a while when I untied it. I pulled it several times and found this way of tying. It stands to reason that it should be easy to untie the scarf with one hand, but maybe I was in a hurry and couldn't untie it, and I was too tired. I plan to adjust it, but I'd better take some time to change my position and use two hands to untie the scarf. In order to It's convenient for me to raise my hand and go around to the other side of Brother Hei, because the current position is that Brother Hei's right hand is grabbing my right hand, and Brother Hei is lying on his back on the right side of Chu Nan. It's inconvenient. Although Brother Hei can be turned over. But Chu Nan didn't think about that at all, because it's best not to touch Brother Hei if he can't move him. Fortunately, it's not difficult to climb over Brother Hei with his current physical strength, but this time the climb has changed due to the rotation of his body. One side of the scarf blew open and just stuck to my face. And now I was crawling on my hands and feet. I took out one hand to pull off the scarf from my mouth. The remaining three points were unsteady and I threw myself on Brother Hei. My face was buried in Brother Hei's head and shoulders. The smell of this scarf made me feel full.
But something magical happened. It didn’t stink so much anymore, or it still smelled quite bad, but it didn’t smell like rotten flesh anymore, and it wasn’t disgusting anymore. It was a bit like smelling a mixture of my own poop and socks that hadn’t been washed in half a year. Obviously
It stinks but I don’t feel like vomiting that much. The strangest thing is that the pain in my body has also changed a bit. There is more pressure pain like the body is being squeezed. It’s a bit like being bitten by a mosquito and then doing the cross treatment with your nails.
The feeling of pain was still there, but it was replaced by something, and there was a new feeling of discomfort and discomfort. The advantage was that I felt that it would be no problem if I could stand up and run away now. So I quickly got up and ran away.
I wanted to find a direction and start running away. But as soon as I stood up, the stench turned into a stench again. I quickly pulled away the scarf and retched. And all the fatigue and pain returned to their original state. This time I fell to my knees.
I fell to the ground, and then lay down facing the ground. I really wanted to cry, it seemed I was going to die here. There was no new world at all, this might just be hell.
Maybe it was some kind of instinct. He was so tortured by the pain that he clearly had no ability to think. He somehow reached out sideways and hugged Brother Hei into his arms, and then used the extra section of the scarf to hold Brother Hei's head and his own.
The sides of their heads were entangled with each other, probably because they wanted to return the scarf to Brother Hei. Then, like a hallucination, I heard Brother Hei next to my ears say "Live on" in a clear and hoarse voice! This chapter has been completed!