A consciousness floating haphazardly in the boundless void.
This consciousness doesn't know why it is here, and it doesn't know how long it can exist.
Of course, he doesn't care about these questions, because he doesn't even have the thinking ability that an intelligent creature should have.
He is just an incomplete consciousness constructed from scattered memories and thoughts.
The individual named Zhao Chensi is dead, but he is not completely dead.
From the moment they entered the secret realm, the dust particles floating in the entire village had invaded everyone's internal organs through the respiratory tract and skin, and began to transform and transform their body cells and flesh from the inside. Moreover, this erosion and transformation was Irreversible.
It can be said that from then on, the outcome of the five of them becoming like the villagers of Changsheng Village who were unable to maintain their physical form and could only survive as a dust mist or a ball of dust was already doomed.
It's just that the duration of the attack is variable.
Shigure is the most unlucky girl among them. She has turned into a cloud of dust in fear and despair, and no longer has a closely connected body. Even the immortal sword cannot kill this loose immortality.
But Taoist Xuanjun's sword does have the power to kill the undead. The strange power contained in the Immortal Slash not only took away Zhao Chensi's life, but also killed him before he could completely transform into a life form. The dust particles hidden in his flesh and blood have not yet broken away, but have been injected into consciousness, memory and thoughts.
Now he only has some dust particles that were coughed up before, leaving only part of his thoughts and memories. Because these parts have long been cut off from the flesh and blood body and turned into dust floating in the air, they have not been killed by the immortal. He was killed by power, so he escaped like Shigure.
The remaining dust particles are no longer useful and are not enough to reconstruct himself. The ownerless dust particles that were originally floating in the secret realm of the village have disappeared without a trace at this moment, unable to help him reconstruct himself.
However, there was still a stream of dust particles coming from nowhere, and the other party seemed to be inputting these dust particles into his broken consciousness with good intentions.
The remaining thoughts and memory fragments are gradually being structured, and many unseen memory fragments are flowing into Zhao Chensi's underlying consciousness and memory, helping him build his consciousness and self, and awakening his various perceptions.
But the newly born Zhao Chensi felt that the consciousness that fed him dust particles was getting weaker and weaker.
"Oh my god! There are still people alive here! Lao Zhao, hurry up and help!"
"Elizabeth! Use the connection to fix their invisible bodies!"
"The connection has been fixed? Okay! Let me do it! As long as they are still breathing, I can save them!"
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Yandu, the old city, in an unknown dark room.
The young man with gray hair on his temples flew his hands on the crescent-shaped keyboard, crackling words one after another.
"At this point, investigators Zhao Chensi and Wan Qi's journey in Changsheng Village has come to an end."
"The Village of Eternal Life was destroyed, and the source of raw materials of the Truth Society was also exposed to the sight of all the extraordinary forces, so it became the target of public criticism."
"Without the automatic prophecy of the Crimson King, I really have to write all the details myself..." After typing a few paragraphs, the young man leaned heavily on the back of his chair and complained as if he was exhausted, while burning the energy of his soul and lifespan. The side effects also gradually appeared, with more silver-white hair switches becoming more common, the skin losing moisture and elasticity, and nasolabial folds and aging wrinkles appearing on the face and corners of the eyes.
After the last time he had to give up his car to protect his commander and give up the Crimson King, his workload has become heavier than before. Many tasks that can be completed by the Crimson King's automatic prophecy ability now require him to do it himself. write.
Although the Crimson King's automatic prophecy ability is very terrible, and some inexplicable foreshadowings and emergencies often appear in the prophecies, in terms of workload, lifespan, and soul usage, it far exceeds that when the Crimson King is around to assist. consumption.
"Yao Shou, after I finish this job, I must protest anonymously to the organization about the treatment of psykers, and at the same time, I can recuperate..." The young man complained while typing out the last words.
"The incident...is over"
The young man thought about the use of the last punctuation mark for a long time - because the last punctuation mark would mean the final state of the incident. After thinking about it again and again, he lightly put a question mark at the end of the text.
"Is this the end of the incident?"
Hit enter, send, and update to major social platforms and chat software through the Internet.
"In this way, the conditions for common understanding have been met. Even if Qin Mian is extremely capable, he cannot save the situation of being besieged..." Seeing that the message was successfully sent and received, the young man relaxed. After taking a breath, he stretched out his hand to lift the bangs hanging in front of his eyes, "I don't want to do this kind of drudgery again..."
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The Truth Society, a secret stronghold unknown in the Yandu area.
Qin Mian had already put on the white coat he wore every day. While listening to the nagging scoldings and complaints from the clerk next to him, he was playing with the bloody blade of the Immortal Slash.
"President, are you listening to me?" When the clerk saw Qin Mian's absent-minded look, she slammed the table, "You should know the seriousness of your absence this time!"
Based on years of friendship, Qin Mian knew very well that this was a sign that the clerk was on the verge of breaking out.
Although he can still maintain the status of a blonde lady, if he tries to stimulate or tease the other party again, the secretary lady will probably turn into an evil Shura ghost, and his ending may be very tragic.
After realizing this, Qin Mian immediately corrected his mentality, sheathed the Immortal Sword, and sat up straight: "I now deeply realize my mistake. This time, I caused you a lot of trouble because of my sudden absence." Trouble, and even almost caused the entire plan to go into irreparable deviation. I guarantee with my personality that this kind of individualistic behavior that ignores the entire plan and the overall situation will not happen again next time. I will definitely take the overall situation into consideration and think twice before doing so. OK……"
Seeing the clerk nodding with satisfaction and the bright light in her eyes gradually dissipating, Qin Mian secretly added in his heart: I will make sure to arrange everything in advance before doing something next time, and I won't slip away...
Humbly admit your mistakes and refuse to repent.
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Two days later, Yandu, Old Town Passenger Terminal.
Two 'special' passengers got off the bus that came to Yandu from the roof of Sichuan Hubei. One of them was short and wearing a straw hat. They were wearing loose T-shirts and sports trousers. The brim of the hat was so low that it was almost invisible. The other face was a European with a tall build and three-dimensional facial features, but his clothes were dirty and torn, and he looked like a beggar.
"Just send you here..." Joseph pressed the straw hat of the man next to him, and said in a warning tone: "Don't interfere in the future, leave it to me, and I will give it to all of you. Seeking justice..."
