Luo Binhan woke up with a start. He sat up from the ground and wanted to put his hands on the ground, but he forgot that he didn't have a left hand. The broken part of his left wrist hit the ground, and he screamed in pain.
"Don't be so excited," Garfield said slowly in his head.
Luo Binhan gasped and said, "I think I had a strange dream."
"I can't see the whole picture of your dream." Garfield affirmed. "The dream is too complicated and uses the realm of consciousness. It is too muddy and unclear. I can't read it like I understand your current thoughts."
Luo Binhan was still a little dizzy. He turned to look at Asabam, and found that the Dwarf Star guest now had a rough shape. From the neck to the toes, everything is wrapped in a thin layer of skin. Judging from the fullness of the chest and abdomen, it was obvious that it already had internal organs, but the whole body still looked horribly shriveled, like a well-preserved mummy. Luo Binhan even wanted to pour some water on her to see if she could get angry quickly.
Asabam didn't look like he would appreciate the idea. She closed her eyes, as if falling into a deep sleep. Luo Binhan didn't want to cause trouble for himself for the time being, so he had no choice but to chat with the cannibals in his head.
How the hell do you know what's going on in my head? he asked in his mind. That's another not very interesting topic. Garfield explained to him a mechanism based on language organization and brain wave mapping. Luo Binhan started to lose focus within the tenth second after hearing this. So the smart and thoughtful Garfield changed his tactics and tried to communicate with him in more vivid terms.
It describes that it is like another simple language that has been encrypted. Each signal always corresponds to a meaning, and it is as easy as holding a password card to find the corresponding letters. At least it's easy most of the time - only in rare moments, like dreams, or some state of selflessness, when it often picks up some very strange signals. Those signals always change quickly, are strange and complex, and completely different from the patterns when awake. It compares waking signals to water waves on the surface of a lake, while those "special signals" are more like undercurrents at the bottom of the water, always elusive. I tried to understand it when it still had the size of a planet, but it never went well. It has mastered how to make people have shallow dreams.
It was this last addition that aroused Luo Binhan's vigilance. The memory of that strange dream still lingered in his mind, and it made him feel a little tired - he must not have slept long. Where did this dream come from? Maybe it's a cannibal conspiracy.
He asked bluntly, but Garfield repeatedly said he didn't do that. It also emphasized that although it can push some thoughts into Luo Binhan's head through bioelectric signals, it is very different from mental control: forged information is always difficult to transmit and coordinate in various areas, so the human brain will quickly I felt strange and found that it was not what I really thought, but more like the voice of another person in my mind. The longer time passes, the easier it is to distinguish and resist this abnormality. And even short-term deception needs to be supplemented by other means, such as thinking guidance and hints, or using hormones to mobilize emotions.
It was said in such detail and skill that it inevitably made Luo Binhan have many doubts. But he felt that his mood was stable now, and he had no unreasonable thoughts about eating or being eaten, so he felt relieved and made up his mind to keep his mind as peaceful as possible - he hoped that wouldn't be too difficult.
Where did you learn all this? He couldn't help but ask. In a volcano tunnel?
"No. In the lab," Garfield replied. "They tried to give me this function when I was a larvae. Self-replication, imitation, control, and then devouring. Then they put me here... too. Do these.”
Don't you have anything else to do? Luo Binhan said in his heart, where are your inexplicable philosophies?
"That happened later. A long time later, one of your kind came to me and spread his thoughts about life to me. He gave me a lot of perspectives that I had never considered before, until he was thrown into the deepest world here. Top. He claims to believe in a concept called 'Buddha'..."
"Wait?" Luo Binhan said loudly. He jumped up from the ground and heard a crisp sound in his ears. At first he thought he had crushed something and quickly checked himself and his feet. He took out the cylinder containing the "Awkward Fairy Wand" and saw no damage.
He heard the cracking sound again. Garfield said in his head, "Oh, crap."
Luo Binhan turned his head. He saw thick gray smoke rolling inside the crystal ball on the ground, like a gray whirlwind trapped inside. A thin crack appeared on the surface of the crystal ball, and the edges continued to expand.
"It's found," Garfield said in his head, with a hint of uneasiness and surprise in his voice. Although Luo Binhan still couldn't figure out what it said, he knew from the tone that it was definitely not a good thing.
He immediately ran to the edge of the rock, ready to jump down to escape at any time, but then he remembered that Asabam was still there. By this time she had woken up, but was still lying on the floor (her feet didn't look like they were big enough to walk yet). Luo Binhan winked at her, hoping she could move in other ways. This dwarf star can teleport to his face when he transforms into a human-headed wand, so he doesn't even have this ability. Luo Binhan thought she could fly by relying on her hair, or crawl around using her shadow as a spider's legs.
"Come here." Asabam said.
Luo Binhan was very unhappy. Asabam was lying very close to the suspicious crystal ball, but he was standing much further away. He said boldly: "Come here."
"I don't think she can," Garfield commented in his head. "Her legs aren't quite there yet. Maybe you should give her a hand."
"I don't believe it." Luo Binhan said, "She must be able to move. Can't she use her shadow to throw herself around? Besides, why should I help her?"
Garfield calmly points out that he can't leave alone. Luo Binhan admitted it, but emphasized that it was entirely because his own injuries could no longer cope with the unknown environment, and Garfield would undoubtedly start eating his brain cells by then. He wanted to point out that this was a forced choice and in no way meant that he was willing to listen to Asabam. At this time, the crystal ball made another crisp sound, and Luo Binhan was so frightened that he ran away and went straight to the back of Asabam's head. He stepped into the shadow and found that nothing was wrong, so he made the next instinctive move - he helped the mummified Asabam sit up and held it firmly in front of him. He felt much safer now, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Asabam looked back at him. The expression was not so much anger or shock, but more like considering whether he should raise a dog that was good at eating human flesh in the future. She did not tell Luo Binhan the final decision, but said: "It has found an exit."
"Who?" Luo Binhan asked reflexively.
"Child of Death."
"Who the hell is the Son of Death?"
Asabam did not answer.
"Okay, okay." Luo Binhan responded casually, "So should we wait for it here, or run away immediately? Did you see my hand? I can't climb such a high place now."
The crystal ball was still crackling as they spoke, and the cracks on its surface were like spider webs, and it looked like it would break at any moment. The gray smoke inside the sphere became thicker, and it looked very familiar to Luo Binhan. He didn't ask what would happen after the ball broke, as if he already knew the answer.
He waited nervously, and suddenly thought of Bang Bang again - poor Bang Bang! No matter who the murderer was, there was nothing they could do to save him. The naive and unfortunate foreign guest finally went to see his mentor, and the Silence and the "self-selected manual parts combination" could not change his ending. Is this the fate Jing Huang said?
Luo Binhan didn't have time to think about it so much. The shadow inside him became restless again, forcing him to raise his left wrist flat and bring it to Asabam's mouth. He yelled in fright and watched Asabam lower his head and touch the bandage covering the wound with his lips expressionlessly.
"The ancestors of Filankel are all witnesses," she said in a flat voice, "I temporarily grant this person the blood of shadow."
