Luo Binhan shrugged. He still had complicated feelings for "Zhou Yu" in his heart, but that didn't mean that he was so broken that he would believe anything. He just felt very irritated. The leg injury under the protective suit had obviously healed, but now it started to feel strangely itchy again.
"Nonsense," he said.
"I knew you wouldn't believe it, so I asked you to come and take a look for yourself. If you don't believe what I said, how are you going to explain everything on the ship?"
Luo Binhan wanted to say hallucination, or some kind of puzzling dream magic. But they have a common problem: he doesn't know when, where and why he fell into this situation. Some kind of enemy? Or some kind of Death Valley-style natural trap? And if he couldn't figure out how he ended up in the predicament he was in, he couldn't refute the assumption that he was dead. He thought it was the nebula outside that was playing tricks on him, but if that was the case, why didn't Momolo come to save him for so long?
Wearily, he opened the other's hand—the touch was stiff, cold, and real—and said, "What the hell is this?"
"Zhou Yu" took a step back. Her face disappeared again into liquid darkness.
"No matter how many times you ask, the answer is the same. Your ship has inadvertently wandered into a place it definitely shouldn't be.
If you regard the world of the living as reality, you have just entered the mirror, which is the so-called lost realm where dead souls wander - is this clear? Because you accidentally thought of me when you were lost, I was forced to appear here. "
"You want to say you mean it."
"Zhou Yu" tilted her head slightly. Luo Binhan saw the lower half of her face clearly in the darkness. There was a mocking smile on his face.
"How is authenticity determined? Luo Binhan, for you, the soul is simply something that cannot be identified or verified. In other words, there is no uniqueness on the spiritual level. If memory and behavior are all present, then also You can only treat me as the same person, right? Since you have never really known what kind of person I am from the beginning, there is no need to talk about the truth and falsehood. But it doesn’t matter, as long as you are willing, treat me as yourself. .”
Regarding this almost arrogant attitude, Luo Binhan felt a little uncontrollable kindness. Using an incomprehensible attitude and speaking incomprehensible words, that was indeed the Zhou Yu in his memory. He began to try to accept this shadow that followed him everywhere - not that he completely believed her words, but that he planned to find out the current situation from her.
"You said I died." He repeated, "When did it happen? How did I die?"
"You have to ask yourself. I was just called here by your voice. If you think about it carefully, you should have an impression, right?"
Luo Binhan raised his head and stared at the ceiling, thinking about his experience with wonder. He had seen some similar plots: people died in some kind of accident and became ghosts wandering around. They don't remember that they are dead, or even who they are, they just do some useless work over and over again. Could that be what happened to him? But when he tries to remember his past, most of it becomes clear. He remembers every death he experienced and how he escaped from them. Is that all a fantasy created by yourself? He didn't think so, at least he didn't believe that Zhou Wenxing and Yupsilong were all jokes made up by his brain.
As he thought about it, something came to mind. That was the shock that occurred on the Silence not long ago. He was training Fina at that time, and something unexpected happened. He did get a few bumps from it. Could that be the accident "Zhou Yu" mentioned? A collision that he thought was no big deal actually killed him? He really couldn't imagine that this would happen in front of Momolo. Even if he was still breathing, the members of the Silence would have to find some way - unless they were no longer here.
Luo Binhan was very resistant to this last idea. He felt that was impossible. Who can kill Jing Huang and Momoluo in the blink of an eye, and then let his wraith wander alone on the Silence?
"You're fooling me," he said with conviction.
"It's up to you to think so, but it's better to think clearly about where you are."
"Didn't you say that I was in the underworld?"
"Zhou Yu" raised a hand and gently combed the hair on the temples. That was another action that Luo Binhan was very familiar with. He glanced behind him secretly and caught a ray of colorful dark light from the edge of Zhou Yu's hair.
"It's about where you were before you died. If you don't remember, it doesn't matter if I remind you: the boundary between life and death here is very blurred now. Because the rules have been broken down, any logic may fail. I understand. Whether it's an ant or a dinosaur, life and death, size and strength are all concepts that can be subverted. Once you step into the wrong area, the abilities you believed in in the past will be meaningless here. Think about it carefully Well, is there really not a moment when you feel like you've stepped into a different world?"
Those light words stabbed a certain memory in Luo Binhan's mind, bringing him back to the moment when he and Momolo were training Fina. The moment he was shaken up by the sudden shock, he really felt something unusual. It was like some kind of liquid soaking into his blood vessels, like an invisible ghost penetrating his body...like penetrating an invisible thin curtain to reach another world.
He jumped up from his chair and subconsciously touched his body. He felt everything was normal, except for a little chest tightness. Zhou Yu, who witnessed his actions, smiled sarcastically.
"No need to waste your efforts. You exist in the form of a dead soul now, and of course there are no fatal wounds. Your current body is just your own fantasy."
"Then why should I breathe now?"
"It's just inertia. Because you refuse to admit your own death, you have been instilling in yourself the necessary physiological activities of a living person. That's why I said it doesn't matter if you take off your protective clothing."
"What about the others?" Luo Binhan asked, "Where are they?"
"Who knows, I was just called here by you. However, if they fell into the lost world with you, their fate would be the same as yours."
Her words inevitably made Luo Binhan feel a little urgent. He still didn't completely believe her, but even if there was a one in ten thousand possibility, he had to find a way to verify its authenticity.
"Okay," he said, "What do I do? Can I get out? Where are the others?"
"Just get out of here."
"Zhou Yu" combed her hair coldly and said, "It's easy to think of a clear solution, isn't it? You guys were on the same ship when the accident happened, so you are all trapped here. As long as you can sail the whole ship If you get out, everyone's danger will be lifted."
"Drive out?"
"It's the place where you noticed. That's where you broke in, so just go back the way you came. It should be possible, right? Anyway, this ship is very simple to operate."
Luo Binhan stared at her for a while. "Zhou Yu's" expression is still so inhumane, and there is no trace of resentment as a dead soul. That reminded him of what a difficult person Zhou Yu was during her lifetime, lonely, weird, and to a certain extent, arrogant.
He called the other person, using her full name, and asked, "What exactly is that light band?"
"It's just a passage. Although it looks like a strip of light to you, it looks like a black hole to me."
"Everyone sees it differently?"
"Zhou Yu" was silent for a few seconds and replied, "Maybe it's just because you haven't completely died yet."
Luo Binhan nodded. He told the other party that he couldn't fly the Silence, but at least he could try to figure out the lightspeed function of the sub-pod craft. He walked out of the bridge room holding on to the wall and returned to the dead corridor. He didn't hear any footsteps following him, but when he called Zhou Yu's name, the other party's answer was close to his neck.
He returned to the sub-cabin aircraft and sealed himself tightly, making sure that no dangerous radiation or natural creatures could sneak into the small cabin. Then he turned around and saw Zhou Yu sitting silently in the back seat.
"I really hope I can have more happy memories with you." Luo Binhan said to her sincerely, "Zhou Yu originally wanted to ask me to be the best man, and rounding off your two children will be my children. I am here to join your family. of."
"Don't say such disgusting things."
"Okay. Okay." Luo Binhan said, "Can I trouble you to avoid any suspicion? This protective suit is too stuffy. I want to take off my clothes and slow down."
Zhou Yu's expression was almost distorted. She turned her head away with a frosty expression, while Luo Binhan nonchalantly began to take off his protective clothing. Since Asabam had dug out his stomach last time, this time he wore his jacket and all the weapons outside the protective suit, but he didn't even do the same with his pants. He struggled to take off his protective clothing and then his trousers.
He glanced at the back of his legs, then put on his trousers and protective clothing.
"Okay," he said.
Zhou Yu turned her face back. Before she could say anything, Luo Binhan raised his gun and pointed it at her head. He said, "Would you mind explaining it to me?"
"What do you want to say?"
"If I die, even breathing is my fantasy." He said, "Why did I just find that the thing on my leg has deteriorated? I think I still need to check-you must have a relationship like ours." You won't care about me, will you?"
Zhou Yu raised her face and looked ready to speak. But before that, Luo Binhan had already aimed at her head and pulled the trigger. He shot across her face and neck, then her chest and belly. It wasn't until almost no part of her body was intact that Luo Binhan opened the sub-cabin aircraft and ran away without looking back.
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