"The plague is coming, the plague is coming …"
The sun had just set when a voice kept ringing in Zhou Haorui's heart. Desolation and madness surged in his heart.
The mark of the crow on his right wrist started to heat up, bringing with it an indescribable pain.
If not for the mark, he might have thought that everything that happened that night was a nightmare. He might have thought that he really only had bone hyperplasia. He might have thought that the lingering voice was some kind of auditory hallucination. He might have thought that he had been under too much pressure recently and his nerves had gone haywire.
"Haorui, what's wrong?" Wei Ziyang asked.
The cafeteria of Da Hwa Institute of Technology was bustling. Zhou Haorui, his roommates Wei Ziyang and Wang Jiaqi were at the same table. Li Hui had never gotten along with them. Wei Ziyang noticed his pale expression and asked with concern, "Haorui, you've been quite listless lately. Has your neck recovered yet?"
"It's much better …" Zhou Haorui continued to eat, enduring the pain in his wrist and the voice in his heart.
His neck and shoulders were indeed much better. His mobility had recovered and there were no new bones in other parts of his body. All that was left was the bulge on both sides of his shoulders. There was still a vague sense of strangeness. He wasn't sure if it was caused by the petrification disease or the crow.
The plague is coming, the plague is coming …
However, that sound had already become a form of mental torture.
"Have you guys ever tried it?" Zhou Haorui frowned and asked them, "A voice keeps ringing in your heart?"
"Yes." Wei Ziyang was a little angry when he mentioned it. "A few days ago, I watched a short video and listened to a BGM. It rang in my head for the whole night. Oh no, now I remember it and it's ringing again. "Wei Ziyang patted his head helplessly, trying to get rid of the BGM.
Wang Jiaqi also had this kind of experience. "Sometimes it's annoying to have your own voice ringing in your head. You want it to stop, but it's still there."
"I've been like this lately …" That was all Zhou Haorui could say. "There's a voice that keeps ringing. I feel like I'm going crazy …"
"I've checked before. This is a symptom of neurasthenia." Wei Ziyang said, "Don't stay up late. Sleep early."
"I also want to sleep early, but you guys refuse to sleep until midnight every day. How can you sleep early?" Zhou Haorui said helplessly.
Wei Ziyang and Wang Jiaqi chuckled and changed the topic. They were not willing to sleep early just to accommodate Zhou Haorui. They still had to continue eating chicken dinner at night.
Zhou Haorui didn't say anything else. In fact, even if these roommates were willing to sleep early, he wouldn't be able to. He knew very well where that voice came from …
It had been thirteen days since that night, and apart from this voice, the crow had not appeared again.
However, there was a hint of coldness and tenacity in this calm voice. The plague was coming, yet it was desolate but fearless. It was that crow.
After dinner at the canteen, night had fallen. Zhou Haorui did not return to the dormitory immediately. He wanted to study at the library. However, just like the past 10 nights, as the sky darkened, the pain from the Ancient Crow Seal intensified and the impact of the voice in his mind grew.
Walking on the campus road, Zhou Haorui looked around in a daze. He felt that the streetlights were dim, and the faint light of the stars and moon was gradually being deprived.
'The plague is coming, the plague is coming …'
"What do you want from me?" Zhou Haorui could not help but ask again, "Tell me, tell me."
He felt like Faust who had angered the devil and the devil's only goal was to steal his soul.
There was no response. The voice in his mind did not change or stop. It continued to play again and again like a tape recorder. The few girls who passed by glanced at him. They probably thought he was throwing a tantrum because he was out of love.
Zhou Haorui gave a long sigh. He looked around, searching for the crow in the darkness. "Is this training for me? To train my mental power? "
He knew about 'mental power'. Parapsychology was not a secret among the public. In fact, Phecda University did test students on this. He also knew about the universal training — there were rumors that Phecda University had this kind of training. He even tried it himself but it was not very effective.
The reason he enrolled in chemistry was because of his fascination with mysticism. He wanted to become an alchemist.
Even though he had been tormented for the past 10 days and was mentally exhausted, was it possible that this was the crow's training for him?
"Is that so?" Zhou Haorui asked softly. The crow did say that it was going to increase his power, it was training, right?
That was the reason. Furthermore, the crow did not appear to be a bad person … Furthermore, he was involved in a murder case or else he would have called the Phecda hotline already.
The plague is coming, the plague is coming …
"Ah …" Zhou Haorui grabbed his head in agitation. He wanted to knock his head against the wall, he wanted to use his hands to dig into the wall and pull the voice out.
He really felt that he was going crazy, both mentally and physically. Because he hadn't slept well for more than ten days, his temples were swollen and tight. Now, his entire brain was dizzy, and he could feel that many nerves were like strings that were constantly being pulled taut and were about to snap.
'Is there really such a training method in parapsychology? '
According to legend, one of the important signs of mental power improvement was having more energy, being able to focus and having a better perception of things.
It was just like when a child saw a tree full of green leaves and buds in spring, he would also feel that it was a beautiful scene that was like a scene from heaven.
But Zhou Haorui was getting more and more agitated every day. Looking at a tree in spring was like looking at something from hell. He could not hold on much longer.
The plague is coming, the plague is coming …
"Ah!" Zhou Haorui couldn't care less about the strange gazes of the passers-by around him and shouted. At this moment, he felt a tearing pain in his brain. Suddenly, it wasn't just the sound, but also some light and shadow fragments that flashed by so quickly that he couldn't catch them. This put even more pressure on his nerves, and he felt like he was on the verge of collapse.
A begging voice rose in his heart. Crow, crow, please let me go, I don't want to come into contact with supernatural power anymore …
Now he just wanted to have a good sleep.
But at the same time, there was a stubbornness that suppressed the begging voice.
It was a stubbornness that Zhou Haorui himself did not understand. 'Hang on, hang on, I refuse to believe it …'
Under the night sky, Zhou Haorui walked back to the dormitory as he mumbled to himself about chemistry, thermodynamics, ideal gas equation … everything.
Furthermore, that voice was still ringing nonstop.
The plague is coming, the plague is coming …
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