"Continue to live as Aboriginal people?"
When Xiao Xiao heard Yang Jia's words, his heart suddenly moved.
If you can continue to live as Aboriginal people, does that mean that other Aboriginal people can also wake up and become strangers? So, are we essentially the same thing? Are you also a monster in human skin? The strangers, the peeling aboriginals, and the aberrant creatures are essentially the same, but they just use another way to remove the disguise?
Yang Jia turned to look at Xiao Xiao.
Xiao Xiao suddenly thought of a lot in his mind, but he didn't say it out loud, but there was a subtle change in his eyes.
Yang Jia seemed to have keenly caught the change in Xiao Xiao's expression. After a long moment, he nodded slightly and said, "Yes, you may still be hiding a soul from a foreign land deep in your body, but on the surface, you are not like other originals. The residents are no different, and the will of the city will not notice you, so you can continue to live in your dream... until the next time you wake up."
"In fact, even many strangers who have woken up will choose this method to put themselves to sleep."
"As long as you forget it for a while, you can treat the false world as reality, right?"
"..."
Sleeping is equivalent to what the man in the suit calls therapy?
After treatment, if there is a recurrence, is it equivalent to waking up for the second time?
Xiao Xiao couldn't help but have such thoughts in his heart, and a huge absurdity arose in his heart.
Everything the man in the suit said made me feel conflicted from the bottom of my heart, but I couldn't help but agree with what was happening now.
While Xiao Xiao was deep in thought, Yang Jia sighed softly and said, "Will you blame me?"
Facing Xiao Xiao's puzzled eyes, Yang Jia hesitated slightly and said softly: "There will indeed be many strangers who, after seeing this weird world, will be frightened day and night, and even just want to go back to sleep again, and you... …I do have a way to keep you asleep after all, although I don’t know whether you will wake up next time or sleep forever.”
"If it was the latter, your life would be different than it is now."
"To you, the world seems to have not changed."
"..."
"this……"
Only now did Xiao Xiao suddenly understand where Yang Jia's sense of indebtedness that Yang Jia had always occasionally expressed towards him came from.
Those aborigines also made it clear right away that they had been deceived by Yang Jia.
If from their perspective, they were actively led into this huge illusion by Yang Jia, it would indeed seem that Yang Jia should bear all the responsibility for this, but in his heart, he had different ideas. After all, until he participated in Before that class reunion, my life and perception were too distorted and false. On the contrary, it was Yang Jia who took me out of that never-ending nightmare.
In silence, looking at Yang Jia who seemed calm but actually had ups and downs, Xiao Xiao suddenly smiled bitterly:
"Who would blame a girl who is willing to hide behind her?"
"not to mention……"
Xiao Xiao looked at Yang Jia's face: "After all, you are not a person who always gives up, you are quite responsible..."
"?"
Yang Jia's expression was a little strange, and she felt a little relieved after hearing that Xiao Xiao didn't blame herself.
But as I pondered these strange words, I couldn't help but think to myself: "How can it have such a big impact on my ability to express myself if I don't go to college?"
"actually……"
Xiao Xiao also took a long breath and said seriously: "For me, the most important issue is..."
"Is this world real or fake?"
"Are we a group of people who have seen the truth of the world, or are we, as they say, a group of people captured by hallucinations?"
"..."
He asked this question very seriously.
In front of the man in the suit, he expressed his belief, but in front of Yang Jia, he couldn't help but ask this question.
"Perhaps everything is doomed since you took the route of the Insight..."
And Yang Jia, after a moment of silence, suddenly sighed, started the car, and said softly: "This theory of the aboriginal people is basically something that every foreigner will encounter. I actually have many ways to tell you. Prove the reality of our existence and prove the loopholes in their theory, but I think it’s better to use another method and let you judge for yourself!”
As he said that, the car started to drive down the mountain road, leading to the bright and huge city.
Xiao Xiao was a little curious: "Where to go?"
Yang Jia laughed and said, "I'll show you this city for real."
With Xiao Xiao's somewhat surprised expression, she stepped on the accelerator and the car began to accelerate.
Xiao Xiao put on his seat belt calmly, and then followed Yang Jia into this huge city. In front of him, there were criss-crossing streets and all kinds of people. He saw tall buildings where people lived. Creatures in the grid.
He saw people hiding in trash cans, quietly peeping at the passers-by, and occasionally sticking out their bright and flexible tongues.
Looking at the bloated and obese man, he sat in front of the long table in a straight suit, with a beautiful body in front of him.
I saw someone peel off another person's face, cover it on his own face, and go out into the world with satisfaction.
He saw the thin slave following his master, holding a bright red heart in his hand, longing for his master to look back at him.
…
…
The car kept driving forward without seeming to slow down.
But when Xiao Xiao looks around, he always sees some strange things from time to time. They exist in every corner of the city. Some are normal, some are exaggerated, some are extremely scary when you think about them, and some are chilling. He didn't know how he had such a coincidence that he saw this while the car was moving quickly. He wondered if Yang Jia had specially let him see it...
But when he thought about it carefully, he suddenly realized that he had seen these things before.
It just settled deep in my memory, even taking it for granted, but I didn't realize how false it was.
Until, the car kept driving forward, Xiao Xiao suddenly realized that he seemed to have arrived at the edge of the city. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous, because he had thought about it countless times in his heart, what exactly existed on the edge of the city. What.
He once looked out from the pier and saw only the cold ocean.
As for the other edges of the city, they have not tried it because they always have a faint tension in their hearts.
But this time, Yang Jia came directly with him.
When the vehicle entered the highway leading out of the city, as if driving on a viaduct extending into the night sky, Yang Jia stopped.
The vehicle came to a sudden stop, and Xiao Xiao's heart skipped a beat.
There seemed to be a heavy and loud sound of blood rushing and body squirming in his ears.
"This is where?"
When he asked this question, he felt his voice was hoarse.
“A place where you can see the city clearly.”
Yang Jia replied softly, "Be mentally prepared, don't be afraid..."
"Of course I won't be afraid..."
Xiao Xiao subconsciously thought: "I am a man after all, how could I..."
Then, he couldn't help but make a gulp sound and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Pushing open the car door, he took a few steps forward with encouragement from Yang Jia's eyes, and tried his best to look into the distance. Then as he took these few steps, he saw everything in front of him. The surface is peeling off, just like Truman wandering on the sea in a speedboat. When the bow of the boat hits the tall and boundless blue wall, the false world reveals the truth.
From just a few steps away, Xiao Xiao could see all the real scenes, which were rapidly distorting and changing.
It seemed like it was just a curtain. After passing through the curtain, I saw the reality.
He saw everything that was bright, huge flesh and blood tissue, straddling the dark red sky and earth, and saw thick and twisted blood vessels, stretching straight into the distant and unknown sky and earth, which were always filled with dark red mist. He even saw other people trying to leave the city. The moment they left the city, they were rolled up by huge tentacles falling from the sky and fell into a deep sleep.
I saw a 100-meter-long high-speed train. The moment it drove out of the edge of the city, it was wrapped in a huge mass of flesh and blood.
Like the transportation of blood, it was squeezed farther away in an instant.
…
…
"Our city is not the only one in this world."
Yang Jia's voice sounded behind Xiao Xiao, and she gently raised her hand to draw a virtual rectangular translucent frame in the air in front of her. Then she slowly walked forward and held Xiao Xiao's palm. As he walked forward, he whispered:
"There are also exchanges and material transportation between cities."
"And spread between the cities is the ever-red sea of mist, which is also the paradise where the hell organization and those pirates are active... I think there is nothing that can explain things better between cities when you see them. You are confused."
"..."
"Buzz..."
When Xiao Xiao was held by her hand and they passed through the translucent frame together, Xiao Xiao felt his body speed up instantly.
It seemed that there was power that did not belong to him, and it blessed him in an instant. He actually flew directly into the air, and when he fell again, he had already landed on a huge bloated blood vessel with a diameter of more than ten meters. Inside the blood vessel, You can even vaguely see a light rail wrapped in it, and inside the light rail, there are passengers who have fallen asleep one after another.
Yang Jia held Xiao Xiao's hand and helped him stabilize his body.
Then, she pulled out a dagger with her other hand, slashed downwards, tore open the surface of the blood vessel, and entered the light rail directly.
"Look, these are aborigines who are preparing to leave the city."
Yang Jia whispered: "At this time, they are probably going on a wonderful trip in their dreams, right?"
"Maybe while eating hot pot, singing songs, and occasionally glancing out the window, you can see the bright sunshine and the beautiful girl..."
"When they return to the city, if you ask them, they will also say the same thing and even describe various details."
"But what is the reality?"
"..."
Yang Jia smiled bitterly: "Outside the city, there will always be only the dead sea of fog and the train of flesh and blood."
"But this city will always give them the richest memories and the most real feelings."
"Just like, they have always insisted that our feelings and experiences are just illusions given by the mother..."
(End of chapter)
