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1042 The ravings of a mental patient

In the cave tunnel late at night, a dim light shines at intervals. The winding mountain road extends forward in half-darkness, and I don’t know where the exit is; there is a "click-click" sound of footsteps and gasping.

Far and near, disturbing the dim silence in the tunnel.

It wasn't until the entrance was no longer visible when he turned back that Bohemia stopped.

"That thing is gone," Doctor Cat said, standing on her shoulder and craning his neck, "...it seems like we got rid of it."

"It's best not to be careless," she gasped and walked forward, looking at the bracelets on her arms one by one. "What is that? Does the doctor know?"

"It looks like it came from my hometown. Who knows what it is." The kitten snorted from its nose, "It seems that the death of the driver before was inseparable from it."

It’s rare to be transported to the world six months ago, but it’s only been two days since I arrived, and everything is already in a mess, making me physically and mentally exhausted... Is it because of the big flood?

Bohemia found that when she was in a critical moment recently, she didn't know which special item to use. She pulled the bracelet back and forth several times, feeling that it was all useless and none of it could be used, so she finally pulled down the sleeve in anger and said to

The cat doctor at her feet asked: "Do you have anything suitable for use now? Preferably something protective."

"Yes, there are many," the cat's paws stepped on her shoulder bones for a few steps, and she sat firmly, then seemed to start to dig up her backpack. "...Let me take a look, ah, this [five-star hotel]

He was simply born for this kind of situation!"

"what's the effect?"

"Ah, look, the exit has arrived." A small voice at the foot said cheerfully.

Great, now that the exit is here, there is no need to continue to be on guard.

The dungeon is over, and I hope this game can bring some rewards... By the way, she remembered that when she opened her eyes once, she seemed to be in a dungeon... What dungeon was it? At that time, she was lying on the bed, her eyes

She was in a blur; she only remembered that the surroundings were cold and several dolphins straightened up and walked silently around her.

She had forgotten that she had ever had such a memory.

Bohemia sat down on a rock. A clump of jungle trees rustled under the dim cliff, and in the distance was a dark sea. She liked the sea, and it made her happy whenever she saw it. Rocks on the roadside

There was a steep slope at the bottom. Her legs hung down from the rock, and the corners of her skirt were fluttering in the wind.

"What did I ask you for just now... Oh, by the way, what does this do?"

The kitten statue she picked up on the road just now looked really smart and cute. Her fingers gently stroked the smooth wooden surface of the statue, and the emerald-like eyes seemed to sparkle at any time under the misty moonlight.

.

This is probably a special item, right?

"Can...protect...?"

Like a lingering dream after opening her eyes, the sounds in her ears disappeared in an instant. She turned her head, her shoulders were empty, and the night was quiet. Not far away, was the entrance to the dark tunnel she had just walked out of.

She placed the cat statue on the ground, and the wooden statue quickly ran away, disappearing into the dark trees, and was no longer visible.

Hey, it's better not to think too much.

Just wait quietly.

The flood has come, and if I guessed correctly... the turning point is coming soon. She knew that the turning point was just ahead, so she used various excuses to stay with Lin Sanjiu, lurking, waiting...

No, that's not right, Bohemia thought blankly. Before today, she actually didn't know what she had been waiting for. She thought she was just obeying the survival instinct and continuing her life day after day; in her consciousness

When she realized that she had been living for something for half her life, she began to tremble and be afraid, but then felt vaguely relieved: Fortunately, even her life, which was no different from that of animals, still had a meaning...

“The price of one night,”

In the hotel lobby with thick carpets and old yellow lights, when the white waitress girl spoke, every word really floated out of her mouth, some were blue, some were yellow, the characters floated into the air

The inside disappeared; and the second half of the sentence was fresh pink: "...it's 500G salmon."

I don’t know what kind of fish salmon is, but it’s probably too expensive.

"It seems that you and this gentleman both want to check in," the waitress stood under a blue highway sign and smiled, while the corners of her mouth kept turning red, and they kept turning, and her face gradually became out of shape.

, but when she saw it, she was somehow not afraid - "Due to the shortage of rooms, the price has increased..."

Bohemia turned her head and her eyes fell on another guest.

It was a chaotic and dirty mass with no shape or lines. It was soft and trembling, as if it could not stand and would melt around it at any time.

She thought this gentleman looked familiar.

This guest's attitude was very polite. Even though it was a chaotic mass of colors, it still stretched out something like an arm, raised the black top hat on its head, and gestured to her. When it spoke, from the chaos

Suddenly two red lips appeared. When they touched up and down, teeth were vaguely visible - it seemed to be the mouth of the waitress: "...you don't need to stay in a hotel, isn't your home right here?"

Yes.

Strangely enough, when he mentioned home, Bohemia thought of the backs of those dolphins - tall and large, with blue-grey bodies that looked so smooth that they couldn't even touch the water.

"Do you have 6 kilograms of salmon, a scalpel and Lin Sanjiu?"

The waitress asked her with a smile - indeed she had no mouth, and her mouth went to another customer - but she was smiling, and Bohemia knew it.

Who is Bohemia?

My head feels dizzy and swollen. I feel so uncomfortable, as if I have been spinning in circles until I feel dizzy.

"No...I don't have salmon, scalpels and Lin Sanjiu..." The chaos murmured and turned to her: "Then I will dispel her knowledge...I don't want this cat anymore.

It’s been a long time since I’ve added any more evolvers, even if it’s just one more…”

"Wait!" a familiar, sweet voice shouted urgently, but she couldn't remember who the owner of the voice was. When Bohemia was still in a trance and didn't know where she was, suddenly

She felt a pain all over her body - but she didn't even know where the pain was, and the pain quickly turned into a sour and bitter taste that dissipated from the tip of her tongue.

"Why is there no response?" the voice sounded in the distance, "Wake up!"

But she has always been very conscious, neither in a dream nor in a coma. She can no longer feel her left foot, but she can still clearly feel her right ankle and the countless tentacles connected to it.

"Cognition? Is it a problem of cognition... But I'm not an expert in neurology... Ah!"

The person who spoke seemed to be frightened, screamed suddenly, and then disappeared - this word exploded like fireworks in front of Bohemia's eyes, streaking across the night sky with brilliant colors.

"Really annoying,"

Another voice said hummingly. She could understand every word, and it was a language she was familiar with, but she didn't know what they meant - "We almost ran into each other and retreated into the hotel again."

The voice approached her.

…Who is this “she”? Who is elaborating?

"The counter-effect of Descartes' famous sentence seems to be activated soon." It said some words that were incomprehensible: "...Who are you? What are you thinking?"

Not far behind the truck billowing black smoke, Bohemia was still standing on the road as before, not saying a word, her pupils dull - because even her thoughts were distracted.

Eliminated.

"'I think, therefore I am'...have you heard of it? Even if it is impossible to confirm the authenticity and existence of the external world, when 'I' thinks as a subject, it can be confirmed that at least 'I' exists. Unfortunately,

You are about to 'no longer exist'. Once you no longer exist spiritually, even your material foundation will disappear. It's amazing..."

"Every time I see your dull face, I can't help but say a few more words." The road surface gradually deformed, curved, and turned into an invisible chaos of dirty colors, slowly stretching towards the bohemian face.

He went up and said: "...Welcome, you will become a part of me soon."

It was too painful to write... It seems that a long vacation is inevitable... Halfway through writing, I really wondered if you would think that I am schizophrenic.


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