The severed "reason" no longer maintains an orderly and stable connection as before.
All the elements that make up the world are connected by "reason".
The visible sun, moon and stars, river valleys and mountains, fish, insects, birds and beasts, the invisible alternation of day and night, seasonal changes, gravity, speed, climate, and temperature, all become chaotic in an instant under the pull of the broken "reason".
In an instant, in front of Zheng Xiu, the "world" that was empty but could still barely maintain its operation became chaotic and unreasonable when Shirley swung the "sharp knife that cut off everything". !
Wow!
The ground cracked into countless pieces, the sky and the earth reversed, the sun sank, and the moon and sun competed with each other in the package of the ground.
The two extreme energies, hot and cold, pull and destroy everything around them like ripples. The ground was broken into pieces and twisted into ropes. One second it hit the scorching sun and melted into gas. The next second, due to the coldness of the bright moon, the vaporized land suddenly turned into a group of black crystals.
Vaporization, sublimation, liquefaction, and solidification, the physical phenomena that Zheng Xiu could distinguish, were rapidly and chaotically playing out around Shirley.
"call!"
The terrible heat was like a sharp blade scraping towards Zheng Xiu's skin. Zheng Xiu had no time to defend himself. In an instant, bubbles appeared on his skin, tearing off and peeling off, revealing the roasted bones and muscles.
Just a moment's change is like the end of the world. In fact, the "ship" called the world has long since ceased to exist under Shirley's simple and crude blow.
"This is... wrong!"
Zheng Xiu's face was calm, and the flying knife in his hand was covered with a layer of black light as clear as ink jade, and it shot out silently.
The dark flying knives flickered in the chaotic scene.
After Shirley cut off the surrounding "reasons", even the "space" was no longer an immutable single-layer structure. The flying knives shot out seemed to be trapped in a maze, flickering back and forth, bumping around like blind flies, looking for Can't find the exit, can't find the direction.
【Correction】!
But what was attached to the flying knife was nothing else, but Zheng Xiu's natal authority, the power called [Correction].
The scurrying flying knives emitted waves of ripples that even the divine eye might not be able to see clearly, escaping to all directions. The sunken sun and moon re-suspended in the sky, the broken space was repaired as before, the broken surface became solid again and fell to the ground, and the rolled-up sea level returned to calm.
Wherever the flying knife passed, the distortion was "corrected" and the chaos was "calmed". However, the above-mentioned drastic changes only happened in the blink of an eye, half a breath, and a glance, in less than a tenth of a second. Within a year, Zheng Xiu had completed most of the "corrections" to the "principles", allowing the principles of the world that was about to collapse to barely maintain a functioning state.
Whoosh!
The black flying knife flashing in the void finally penetrated the broken space maze in a tenth of a second and shot towards Shirley.
With a smile on her face, Shirley retracted the "quick knives" in both hands little by little, and a strong piece of meat bulged on the back of her upper arm. This was a sign that the "Defensive Artifact - Prestige" was about to be activated.
Zheng Xiu's eyes flickered slightly. The Shirley at this moment was no longer the Shirley he knew.
The existence named "Shirley" is like the "Monk" who stationed seven personalities in Qixin Town. Shirley, who stationed the "seven gods", has evolved into a person named "Snow" under the superposition of various factors. Li's new life.
But the existence named "Shirley" actually complied with the most basic "restriction": her artifacts cannot be used at the same time!
Was it a deliberate flaw?
Or is it a weakness that has to be done out of necessity?
Everything happened in a flash of lightning. Before Shirley's "prestige" could take shape, the flying knife suddenly came in front of Shirley.
The smile on "Shirley's" face froze, showing a look of horror.
This little flying knife has no power to destroy the world.
But what was contained above made the seven gods in Shirley's body, as well as the unknown shadow hidden behind the seven gods, feel inexplicable fear and uneasiness.
"Shirley" suddenly opened her mouth wide, and the corners of her mouth split open on both sides. It looked weird and ferocious, as if she wanted to bite the flying knife with her mouth.
suddenly,
Shirley's face was cracked with holes, and each hole contained teeth, mucous membranes, and tongues.
Like more mouths.
He opened his mouth and said: "Flash!"
"It will be 'fixed'!"
"Arnold is so hungry, I really want to eat!"
"It's him!"
laugh!
Seven mouths make sounds at the same time.
Shirley's open mouth freezes.
The flying knife deflected strangely at slight angles, flew close to Shirley's cheek, ears, and face and disappeared into the distance.
There was no wound on Shirley's face after being scratched by the flying knife.
Dark tendrils overflowed from that place, and each tentacle seemed to be trying to repair Shirley's cut skin, but then, the tentacles collapsed like fine powder, and the fine powder flew away, revealing a picture that was bigger than before A fairer and more delicate face.
Shirley backed away quickly, with different expressions on the two halves of her face.
The shaved half of the face was dazed, helpless, and fragile.
The half of the face that had not been shaved was ferocious, angry, and frightened.
"Shirley" touched the half of her face affected by the "correction" and let out a shrill scream.
"ah--"
Shirley and Zheng Xiu disappeared together into this uninhabited world that was broken and restored to its original state.
Zheng Xiu closed and opened his eyes. The moment Shirley cut off his "reason", he only had time to throw out the knife before he was sent out of this world by a black beam of light, like a passage.
The "invasion channels" connecting the two worlds all collapsed. The moment Zheng Xiu was squeezed out of the world, his whole body was soaked in the black viscous "liquid".
Black Source Sea!
sink.
sink.
Shen.
Shen...
…
"Gulu."
…
Zheng Xiu had imagined countless times what it would be like to be immersed in the legendary "source".
"Source" is the "huge" collection formed by breaking down all the material, non-material, rules, forces and other "everything" in his cognition into the smallest units.
"The world is a ship, and outside the ship is the endless sea."
"And human beings are just a grain of sand in the ocean."
"That's true of everything."
A strange voice appeared in Zheng Xiu's ear.
【who? 】
Zheng Xiu originally wanted to speak, but as soon as the thought of "speaking" arose, he "lost" it, as if something had erased his thought.
"There are only three types of existence that can roam freely in the Source Sea without relying on any 'ships': entropy, disordered hunters, and us."
"And you are barely considered the 'Fourth Category'."
【who? 】
【Who is talking? 】
"Every life must be meaningful in this era. Even if the meaning of each person's life is so 'tiny', once these tiny sparks gather on one person, they will eventually erupt into something powerful enough to sting the eyes of gods. anger."
"We will be the 'tinder' and light the fireworks."
【who is it? 】
"The 'birth' of every life in the Origin Sea has meaning."
"That's the nature of life."
"Also an innate 'position'."
"But in this way, our efforts, the torture we have suffered, and everything we have experienced over the years...are they all meaningless?"
【……】
"Yeah, it doesn't make any sense."
【…………】
"Look! The baby is born!"
"Congratulations, it's a boy!"
"I'm a dad!"
【……】
"You're a waste, you're a waste that can't even form a golden elixir!"
"So what if it's trash? My fate is up to me!"
"Look, trash is trash, even blood is dirty."
【……】
"I want to die so much."
"Then go die."
"good."
【……】
"Ah...the master is not above the gods."
"The masters are all 'failures'."
"But they are all rubbish that are not qualified to accept 'all' in the end."
"We are all discarded products."
"It has become a symbol, it has become... the cradle, it has become the cornerstone, it has become the nourishment of laughter."
【………………】
"Whether it is birds, beasts, fish, insects, pigs, sheep, cats and dogs, gods, or even masters..."
"The life of all things is destined to end from the beginning of its birth."
"All efforts are meaningless."
"Meaningless."
【? 】
"This is...fate."
[I hate fatalism. 】
More voices entered Zheng Xiu's mind.
The transmission of sound does not rely on conventional media.
Soaked in the dark source, come from different people, different lives, even plants, the sky, the earth, dust from different worlds, or flowing air, bit by bit, chaotic and uncontrolled, like an explosion, Crazy squeezed into Zheng Xiu's mind.
At first Zheng Xiu could vaguely distinguish what "those" were saying, but as more and more "information" flowed in, Zheng Xiu could no longer hear clearly.
He was dazedly immersed in the boundless "darkness" and lost the ability to speak. He no longer thought or responded. He was like a corpse accepting the chaotic thoughts in his mind.
In the end, Zheng Xiu had only one thought left:
[Is this what it feels like to have a mental illness? 】
Zheng Xiu sank little by little.
He felt his mind emptying little by little.
"Buzz buzz-"
One hundred people? A thousand people? Ten thousand people? Billions of people?
Countless voices sounded at the same time, eventually turning into a buzzing noise.
But the strange thing is that these noises should make people very irritated, but Zheng Xiu's mood at this moment is extremely calm, getting calmer and calmer.
He stretched out his hand, and in the darkness, he seemed to see his own hand.
Zheng Xiu looked at every hair and every pore on his body, and there were strands of "silk threads" as thin as hair escaping, and little by little they merged into the dark source sea.
He seemed to see that in the "thread" as thin as a hair, if magnified countless times, there would be infinitesimal numbers, "1" and "0".
【What's this? 】
[Binary? 】
Zheng Xiu thought hard.
He was not in pain, but his current situation made him more miserable than in pain.
"Everything" belonging to Zheng Xiu, including the body, the human soul, and the mind, are being "lost" in a way that Zheng Xiu cannot understand.
Here, there is no time, no space, no reason, and no rules. Zheng Xiu doesn't know how long it has passed, how deep he has sunk, and he doesn't know how long this situation will last.
Everything is "unknown".
Even Zheng Xiu couldn't be sure about the "loss" itself.
Kill?
corrosion?
erosion?
wipe out?
destroy?
Concepts flashed through Zheng Xiu's mind one after another, but these "concepts" that he could understand were denied by Zheng Xiu one by one. No, neither. This loss of origin is more like... "deletion".
In other words..."assimilation".
He is becoming part of the "Black Origin Sea" bit by bit.
Zheng Xiu suddenly understood why he could hear those strange sounds.
"Everything" is here.
They who were once alive have become part of this vast ocean.
Whether it's life, matter, the world, gods, masters, "everything" that Zheng Xiu can think of or cannot think of, has become a part of his eyes.
This is "collective".
It is a huge "collection".
No matter Zheng Xiu is a god or a master, or just a human being.
What he is about to lose is the very thing called "I".
He will lose the concept of "I".
He will be the "source".
He will be the same as "them", indistinguishable from each other.
…………
…
…
"Hmph, scumbag."
The soft meat ball pressed gently on Zheng Xiu's back.
The sudden "touch", in the dark depths where the five senses gradually disappear, this softness seems to be a beam of light in the dark night.
"I finally understand,"
It was Anne's voice.
"The moment you cross the quadrant, the existence called 'Elegance' has already 'looked back'."
"What's left is 'me'. I'm just Annie, that's all."
This was the first time that Annie spoke to Zheng Xiu in such a tired tone.
"The funny thing is, I actually knew it all along, but I just refused to admit it."
"My name is Annie."
"The only meaning of my existence is to push out the 'correction' here and now, in the depths of this sunken place."
"Ha~"
Anne chuckled: "I hate fatalism."
Bo.
Zheng Xiu was ejected.
A blood-red eyeball was looking up from above. The eyeball split open and happened to catch Zheng Xiu who was ejected from the sea.
