After a while, Wu Ming placed Ah Cha on the bed built with broken door panels in the room.
Although the injuries on the young man's body have been healed, his soul has not been saved, so what is left here is still an empty shell that is still alive.
If you want him to truly be resurrected, you must get his soul back.
It is not an easy task to dive into the sea of collective unconsciousness. Even Wu Ming cannot dive in without tools.
But fortunately, doing good deeds before has paid off.
Diamond-shaped cracks filled with starry sky background quietly unfolded, light flashed past, and then a silver-white cockpit with a high-tech atmosphere that did not belong to this era appeared in the somewhat empty room.
This is the property of Wang Xi, the psychiatrist who is determined to heal the trauma in people's hearts and jointly developed the Alaya Network with the committee.
If he and Lao Zhao hadn't been able to save her that day, I'm afraid there wouldn't be such a cool trick for him to pursue her soul in the underworld and save her today.
In fact, Wang Xi's state at that time was somewhat similar to Ah Cha's. The only slight difference was that the former had a safety rope system and emergency ejection function in the deep-diving cockpit just in case. Yes, if the sea of collective unconsciousness is extremely dangerous, she can also actively activate the emergency ejection and safety rope systems to 'repatriate' her soul back to her physical body.
In the final analysis, she only relied on the power of the deep-diving cockpit to temporarily send the soul that should have remained in the body to the sea of collective unconsciousness. Just like a bungee jumper wearing a safety rope, she and her body always passed through the deep sea. The submersible cockpit established a connection all the time, and then when the fact of 'death' had just begun to be highlighted on the body, Wu Ming brushed his face and the repair module was forcibly snatched back from the hands of the Lord of Hell. .
To put it in a more fantasy way, the deep-diving cockpit protected her soul. Even though her soul and consciousness were cut into pieces, she was still pulled back from the sea of collective unconsciousness by the safety rope. Even if the soul was finally broken into pieces and could not be put back together. Well, the worst ending is just to become possessed in the deep-diving cockpit, or to become a lonely ghost wandering in the Alaya network after the soul is reunited.
As for Ah Cha, he appeared to be 'dead' in advance, and there was nothing to protect his soul. The soul fragments had begun to settle into the sea of collective unconsciousness, which made it impossible for Wu Ming to save him just by using the repair module.
The eldest brother Elizabeth looked at him and blinked, with a somewhat uneasy expression: I'm a little unsure.
Wu Ming stretched out his hand to ruffle her hair and gave the girl a reassuring smile: Don't panic, you just need to help me establish a stable channel. Remember, maintain the mental link. When you hear my command, I will pull her. When he surfaced, I built a channel leading into his body to ensure that the soul that came out of the deep-diving cockpit did not get into my body.
Give yourself some confidence, you are awesome, you can definitely do it!
Elizabeth received his encouragement, and confidence suddenly ignited in her eyes that were originally a little disappointed. This silly girl with a simple mind felt that she could do it again.
Wu Ming also adjusted the settings of the coffin's deep-diving cockpit and then lay down in it.
The mental connection was established, and Wu Ming could feel Elizabeth's excited and slightly uneasy mood. As the deep-diving cockpit started to operate, Wu Ming began to feel that his consciousness suddenly left his body.
As if falling into a bottomless abyss, his consciousness kept falling in the void.
When he 'opened' his eyes again, he was already in a sea of deathly darkness.
Above the head is the fragmented and chaotic starry sky, with shadowy figures walking among the stars. Underfoot is the dark abyss. The sea surface is stable without any waves or ripples, and is as flat as a mirror.
I didn't expect it to be successful. Wu Ming couldn't help but be speechless looking at the bizarre scenes around him. However, this must be my first time here, right? always feel
It seems like I have seen this scene somewhere before! When the man in black robe attacked me, he seemed to have dragged me into this place!
It took him almost no effort to remember where this familiar feeling came from.
In the last world of abandoned history, he once entered this place.
So that's the case, no wonder the persona will be enhanced here. After thinking of this incident, Wu Ming suddenly raised his right hand in front of him like a convulsion and opened it, with the palm facing himself, standing in a very awkward posture, and at the same time there was something in his mouth. There are words in my mind: per, so, na!
However, nothing happened.
There was no blue card emerging from the palm of his hand, no mask covering his face, and no strange spirit that seemed to be behind him.
Wu Ming's strange behavior seemed to have set off a bleak cold wind on the dead and dark sea.
Sure enough, he didn't bring it in. After less than a second of stalemate, he gave up his act of playing tricks and rubbed his chin to think. Although this place is very similar to the kind of mental image that can be entered by drilling into a large-screen appliance or simply using a navigation app. world, but the personas on my body are still in the real world, so it would be strange to be able to use them, right?
But isn't this a more idealistic world? If I firmly believe that I can summon a substitute here, will it also set a spirit behind me that paints my whole body purple? I remember I had a lot of fun playing here last time, but having said that, personas are basically the product of people’s cognitive impressions that have accumulated for countless years. Um, holy crap, is there really a weakling in this sea? Big octopus
Gradually, Wu Ming's thoughts began to slip in strange directions, but he was still conscious. He immediately responded and tried to shake his head, restraining the irrelevant thoughts in his heart, and began to walk on the dark sea, heading towards The one closest to him was like a melting iceberg, gradually falling apart and sinking into the lonely island of light under the ocean.
Business is important, business is important, we can't delay it any longer, otherwise the island will collapse.
Taking two steps, it was as if he had traveled a large distance out of thin air. The island of light that seemed far away in the horizon had already appeared in front of Wu Ming after he took two steps.
To move forward in this idealistic world, you don't actually need to follow any physical laws. After all, this is an idealistic world. As long as you believe in it, you can realize your wishes to a certain extent. Therefore, even if Newton is the leader, Even if a bunch of physicists are pissed off from their coffins, they can't change the unreasonable and chaotic nature of this place.
But in a sense, these historical celebrities might actually appear here.
Wu Ming cursed secretly in his heart as he walked into this disintegrated island of light.
He must first enter the isolated island representing the surface consciousness, then jump into the subconscious layer below the sea surface, and finally chase the naughty child all the way to retrieve him before his soul is completely annihilated in the sea of collective unconsciousness.
However, as soon as he entered the island, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed into the mental scenery that Ah Cha recognized, and he was immediately dumbfounded.
This is
It was another ordinary day, nothing amazing happened.
One less day to live.
On the way home from work, Ah Cha couldn't help but feel a little scared when she thought about this.
A while ago, because he had constant nosebleeds and frequent fainting, he went to see a doctor. The doctor named Lu said that he seemed to have something growing in his nose and needed follow-up treatment. He also said seriously A lot of very complicated words.
The doctor spoke very quickly and used many terms that he didn't understand, but there was one thing that Ah Cha seemed to understand.
Without treatment, he would not live long before he died.
die.
But what does death feel like?
Ah Cha felt a little confused. He felt that he was very stupid and couldn't understand many things.
Speaking of which, if a person feels uncomfortable, he needs to go to a doctor for treatment. Agou told him about this.
He originally had no concept of medical treatment.
Nian thought, like most workers he knew, if he felt unwell, he would just carry it and endure it and it would be over.
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Just seeing a doctor will consume all their savings, let alone treatment. The cost of treatment is often astronomical for them. Almost all workers feel that doctors are a group of liars, and these liars Specializes in defrauding second-class gentlemen out of their money.
First the changes, then the ending, thank you to Brother Mingyue Longya for your monthly votes! Thank you brother for always supporting me.
