When Luo Binhan woke up, he had almost forgotten his purpose. He almost couldn't even remember his name. A glowing guy lifted him up from the ground, shouting loudly. That would have been very disturbing, but the light around him surrounded Luo Binhan like steam, making him feel much more peaceful.
He stared at the glowing young man and gradually became familiar with his appearance. He was sure that they knew each other, but he couldn't think of his name at the moment.
"Mr. Luo!" The young man held his hand and shouted with tears in his eyes, "Please hold on!"
Luo Binhan pulled his hand back reflexively. He felt that he should say something as a matter of routine, but he couldn't think of it. For a long time, his tongue seemed to have been pulled out, and the function of language became as erratic and ambiguous as the concept of time.
"Hey." He heard someone say, "Do you remember who you are?"
Luo Binhan turned his head and saw the "human form" in red on the other side of the luminous young man. The creature looks like a young man with long hair, and its body is twisted like fire, making it difficult to distinguish its gender. When Luo Binhan stared at "him", some kind of peach forest-like illusion appeared and disappeared in front of his eyes. He saw white bones exposed under the wrinkles of those branches, and the petals were stained with bright blood drops.
Hallucinations of flower trees made his stomach lurch.
"Don't remember?" the creature said in an annoyingly clear voice that seemed to penetrate the nerves, "I warned you before, right? That thing was blocked in the gap in the Gaoling Belt, but it was not as bad as you thought. Simple. But you won’t believe it even if you tell it once, so just experience it for yourself. If you continue to challenge the boundaries, sooner or later you won’t be able to go back.”
A sound like stone penetrated his eardrums, making him struggle uncomfortably. He was vaguely aware that the creature was dangerous, hostile, something to be eliminated - something alien from another world.
He reached into the inside of his coat, trying to pull out some kind of weapon. That action was misunderstood by the young man emitting white light. He grabbed Luo Binhan's free hand and said, "Mr. Luo, it's okay now. Please don't do anything to hurt yourself!"
Luo Binhan couldn't shake off his shackles. It was really annoying, and he regained some strength in the white light. He couldn't bear it and shouted loudly: "Old Mo, let go!"
The other party let go of one hand and tried to help him up from the ground with joy. Luo Binhan hurriedly lay back and said, "Slow down, slow down, the belly has just been connected. Let me slow down."
Momolo placed his upper body back on the smooth sand, letting him continue to rest and recover. At this time, Luo Binhan had recovered most of the past events, and he could barely figure out what he had seen in his dream. He reached out to touch his intact belly and turned to look to the other side.
"Why are you looking at me?" Jing Huang said as he stood there.
Luo Binhan stared at him a little doubtfully. But Jing Huang looked the same as before, his face was tense, and the ends of his messy hair were sticking up at his shoulders. Luo Binhan also paid special attention to his voice, and realized that Jing Huang often spoke in a deliberately low tone, but in fact his voice was much higher than that, with a strange metallic feel.
He picked out his ears and asked Jing Huang, "Did you speak just now?"
"I told you, were you deaf just now?"
Jing Huang's reaction was still very natural, which made Luo Binhan feel the mystery of this matter even more. Was it Jing Huang that he just saw? Or was it the delusion left to him by the crazy Black Star Dream?
He touched his stomach and decided not to take it to heart for the time being. He rested peacefully for a while under Momolo's light, and then forced himself to get up from the beach.
"That bastard has changed his tactics." He said to the other two people. "That thing that Fake made appeared more than once. How did it do it?"
Momolo tilted his head in confusion. Jing Huang seemed not surprised at all and said, "The star must have been discovered."
"What discovery?"
"The one in your head is ultimately determined based on your subconscious cognition. As long as you think you are facing death, that mechanism will be triggered. On the other hand, if you are saved from the edge of death, it will be triggered. The part will stop functioning immediately, and in order to maintain your mental stability, you will try to fade and erase all previous memories involving death threats - I guess that's what happened, I didn't ask that guy specifically."
Luo Binhan was still regurgitating his words, but Jing Huang immediately urged him, "What did Xingxing tell you?"
"I said a lot." Luo Binhan replied. Until now, he still hadn't fully regained his perception of reality, as if half of his spirit was still in the nightmare, in an endless cycle of death. He knew he had a lot of important information he wanted to share, but there was no emotional urgency. He felt very calm, thinking that the hormone secretion mechanisms in his body that stimulated nerve excitement might also have been damaged by some kind of electromagnetic waves. Despite this, there was one sentence on the tip of his tongue, and he blurted it out without even thinking.
"Medicine," he said.
"...Are you insane enough to need medication?"
"The enemies of Upsilon are taking medicine."
This sentence was like some kind of magic spell, quickly activating Luo Binhan's own memory. He stared blankly in the white light for a while, and then began to tell Jing Huang what he saw in his dream.
Lufu killed him, and that was the ending without any suspense. But that didn't happen just once, or ten, or a hundred times. Those superimposed deaths gradually turned from simple to extremely complicated: at first it was suffocation, burning or puncture, the pain came and ended quickly; then the process began to lengthen, adding a long period of torture before reaching the limit; and finally even death It also became a complex process that allowed him to break down the steps. He had felt a living snake struggling in his throat, or his muscles being dissolved by toxins injected into him. Each memory always ended with the sound of thunder, and became thin and blurry at the beginning of the next cycle.
But he never saw Li Li. Whenever the thunder sounded, the injuries on his body melted away like an illusion. He fell still intact on the iron beach, and the sand burned his tongue. Then Lufu would chat with him for a few words, and they continued to start the next round.
"This is interesting." He often heard Lu Fu say that in the early days. The black star floated like a dwarf star, and it seemed to Luo Binhan that he was thinking about something. He was in good condition at that time, so he chose to endure the pain in his tongue and talk back, or take the opportunity to ask some questions about Upsilon and the wing-headed monster.
"Both of them are pretty boring to me, you know?" Luf said. "Two shiny things, like those stars near me. But if you must say, I think the feather bag is more annoying." . It talks endlessly when it is alone, and always talks about strange things, such as... Hey! Compass feet!"
A huge iron component similar to a compass fell from the sky, and its two sharp ends pierced Luo Binhan's eyeballs and mouth respectively. He twitched all over and heard thunder rolling in the distant clouds. The instrument of torture that pinned him to the ground immediately disappeared, and his left eye's vision remained normal, with only a slight sense of explosion remaining. Luffy burst into laughter at this.
"No, no, no, it's so weird how it sticks to you. It's still suitable for holding something with wings - where were we talking about? Yes, that feather bag. I think it's definitely There is something wrong with him, he talks to himself all day long, and I even saw him eating small balls twice."
"Little round ball." Luo Binhan repeated. Then his breathing was caught. Some kind of fine pebbles filled his windpipe, multiplied rapidly, and then fell from his mouth and nose. He kept vomiting but couldn't get a breath of air. The gravel covered in sticky plasma fell all over the beach in front of him. He grabbed one and scraped the blood off it with his fingernails, noticing that it looked like a red ball of sugar.
The thunder roared and then became silent again. The sugar ball on his finger disappeared along with the tear in his windpipe.
Luo Binhan still stared at his fingertips, as if the candy ball vomited out of his trachea still existed. A name flashed through his confused and broken thoughts.
"I feel like I've got a little bit of a clue." Luv said. "She only appears when you're on the verge of death, right? A devil with a strange heart is more or less a guardian angel. I want to spend more time with her." A few words won't do. Where did you get to know such a wonderful person? Come on, let me see what kind of answers you have in your head... Hey, you're not thinking about this at all! You are missing a good friend who gave you candies - who is Zhou Wenxing?"
