Silence, emptiness, chaos …
Did a human come first, or a human body?
Where did this emptiness come from?
Amidst the blur, a consciousness slowly awakened. It seemed to hear some strange patting and whispering around it.
Light … washed away the darkness. Did it come from the eyes … eyes …
His consciousness could remember more, and some pain also emerged. The immense pain came from everywhere, spreading and assaulting, making this faint light of consciousness feel as if it was being attacked by a gale, and it was on the verge of being destroyed … But at this moment, his consciousness seemed to hear another sound.
It did not sound like it came from the side but from an unknown place in the chaos.
"Dirty-minded Jun? Dirty-minded Jun? I told you you're dead. I'm reading your will. If you're still alive, why don't you come out? "
The voice sounded like it was calling him. 'Dirty-minded Jun? Dead? Still alive? '
His consciousness listened to these words and tried to understand what they meant. Instantly, more things came to life. Dirty-minded Jun, Dirty-minded Jun … The more he thought about it, the clearer his consciousness became. However, he could no longer sense the chaos. The calling was fading away.
Dirty-minded Jun? Salty, Gu Jun …
Once the name came to mind, his consciousness surged like a tidal wave. It was accompanied by immense pain. 'Gu Jun, my name is Gu Jun.
But wasn't I already dead?
That was Wu Shiyu's voice … Didn't she go back? She didn't go back?! '
Many chaotic thoughts rose in his mind. More came to life and everything rushed back to him … 'Dirty-minded Yu, you can't not go back.'
'Where am I? ' All Gu Jun could see was darkness, complete darkness, but he could feel his own existence. It was as if he was still inside a body, but he could not open his eyes. He could not even move a muscle, but the pain was not lessening at all.
His consciousness became clearer. He was reminded of something and he tried to open the system interface in his mind …
But his mind seemed to be paralyzed. The simple action caused his consciousness to waver. The interface that could be opened at any time was now powerless to do so.
'So I don't even have the mental power to open the system interface … 'He could vaguely remember that his mental corruption rate was at 49%.
49%, just a little bit more and I'll be over half. If I'm over half, will I still be able to wake up?
"But what's going on now?"
Gu Jun recalled that he had already slit his neck. The pain he felt at that time told him that his carotid artery had been cut, and he should have had intracranial hemorrhage. His heart did not seem to be able to withstand it. Now … I've become a ghost?
But he didn't think so. The strange rustling and flapping sounds around him gradually became clearer, and this rustling sound was a little familiar …
"Where have I heard of it?" Gu Jun tried hard to recall, but he did not dare to use too much of his mental power.
After a long time, he suddenly remembered.
When they first walked through the dense forest on the deserted island, he and Wu Shiyu had heard this rustling sound. It sounded like something was stepping on dead leaves and broken branches. However, when they looked around in the darkness, they did not see anything.
Clap, clap, clap, clap …
The strange tapping sounds were rhythmic, and they were accompanied by soft sounds that seemed to be squeezed out of the throat.
For some reason, Gu Jun felt like it was a language. It was as if something was passing through the forest and speaking.
"Dirty-minded Yu, are you there?" He called her in his heart and tried to sense her but he could not find anything. She should not be in the dream world.
Because at the time, he could feel her jumping into the crack in space. The calling earlier was probably a product of his subconscious.
"Have I been saved by some kind of existence?" Gu Jun thought to himself.
He was a person who was afraid of death. He chose suicide because that was the only way to end the nightmare. But now he did not appear to be dead. Was the power of the nightmare still there? What was his current condition? Was everything alright at Eastern State?
He thought about it and listened to the strange sounds around him.
"Locked-in syndrome."
Gu Jun was suddenly reminded of this rare disease. Due to the disease of the brain stem, the patient was in his current state. He was conscious and his hearing was fine. He could react to pain but he could not speak. His limbs were paralyzed and he could not move at all. He looked like he was in a coma.
This disease was one of the many medical problems humanity faced. There was no standard treatment for it.
But then he remembered that some patients could still move their eyeballs and communicate with the outside world through this method.
"If my condition is similar to locked-in syndrome, I should try my best. I should be able to move my eyeballs …"
He had lost control of his limbs, torso, neck and head. He tried to gather all the energy in his body and directed it to his eyes.
"Move, move …" He gritted his teeth. "Just move a little!"
Suddenly, something connected. He felt a sense of familiarity. It was the feeling of his eyes.
To be more accurate, it was the eyeballs but not the eyelids.
Gu Jun rolled his eyeballs with difficulty. Then he heard the flapping stop and then it became more rapid. It sounded like surprise!
"Yes, I'm not dead, I can hear it." He said in his heart as he tried to move his eyeballs again.
Suddenly, it felt like his eyelids were pulled. It felt like the feeling was just an illusion. But then a dim light came at him, piercing his eyeballs with pain.
It was a new kind of pain. It seemed like he was not dead …
His consciousness became clearer and his eyes focused again. Gu Jun could see clearly. There were a few faces of strange creatures looking down at him. They were about the size of a cat, covered in brown fur, with long and sharp mouths and a pair of small black eyes. They looked like some kind of giant rodents …
Giant rats? Gu Jun almost fainted. In the chaos, vengeful rats? Am I in the Land of the Dead?
But the background of their surroundings seemed to be the dense forest on the deserted island. The twisted and withered trees were like this.
All of a sudden, his eyelids were closed again, and he could only see darkness again.
Flapping, flapping, flapping sounded again. But this time, he could understand the meaning.
In the Dream World, if the other party was willing to let you understand, then any language could be used to communicate … He heard at least five different whispers.
"This guy is awake. He's listening to us."
"Of course, our method is very effective."
"Let's eat him? Skin him first and then remove the organs. It'll be delicious. "
"No, he's swallowed the whole room. We can't digest it."
"Just add some spice."
"I told you, no!"
"Then what are we going to do with him? Throw him into the sea? "
"No, he's very valuable, he'll be a good tribute, very valuable …"
"Oh yes yes yes, a tribute! This man is worth at least one hundred hens, one hundred quails and one hundred pheasants! "
"One hundred?! Have you lost your mind? Stupid Zoog, stupid Zoog! "
"Then, then … fifty of each?"
"Honest Zoog! Sigh, my fellow Zoogs, let me tell you, this man is worth at least one thousand hens, one thousand quails and one thousand pheasants! "
"One thousand?!" The flapping sounded like gasps of shock. "Then if we give him as a tribute, the Zoogs won't need to pay any more tributes this year, right?"
"At least, and I mean at least, we won't need to pay any tributes next year."
"Give him as a tribute, we must give him as a tribute!" They all cheered.
Hearing this, Gu Jun tried his best to roll his eyes, trying to attract the attention of these creatures called 'Zoogs' …
But none of the Zoogs responded to him. They continued to discuss how many hens, quails and pheasants he was worth with excitement.
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