This nonexistent rain was stagnant in this nonexistent time and space.
The raindrops that rolled back into the dim night sky flew in the opposite direction unreasonably, drawing a straight delayed trajectory in the air. Like threads, they extended into crystal clear water droplets. The water droplets were pulled to the edge of the deformed arc, reflecting the contour of the bookstore that was distorted to an exaggerated degree.
It was as if the whole world was unreal — in fact, it was.
This was just a historical illusion created by the glasses called "Witness." It only existed in the distance between Rachel's eyes and the lenses. It was a false illusion created by a large number of backtracking spells.
Other than himself, no one else could see it.
It didn't exist at all!
If one had to make an analogy, then these scenes should have been recorded objectively …
Everything here was a fixed fact that had already happened, and it would never change.
But this world that couldn't be more false broke through the boundary between illusion and reality at this moment.
The dark and vague figure on the door not only knew of Rachel's existence, but he even pointed at Rachel. He clearly knew where Rachel was.
It was like a character in a certain plot on TV suddenly turned to look outside the screen, spoke to the person outside the screen, and pointed at him. Remember: http://m.9biquge.com
This was simply a horror movie that could scare people to death!
It was like this for ordinary people, and it was even more so for the God-level Extraordinary Rachel who had the title of "Earthly Wisdom" and "Scholar Leader"!
Or it could be said that because of his powerful strength and extensive knowledge, he just felt a deeper and more hidden horror.
At this moment, he felt goosebumps all over his body. From his legs to his hands to his shoulders to his brain and pupils, he couldn't help but tremble violently.
A thought screamed uncontrollably in his mind, like a nightmare that was circling around him. "It saw me! It found me! "
He knew very well that this was something that would never happen!
Rachel was an all-round scholar. He had a deep understanding of time and space and related occult techniques. But no matter which direction he looked at it from, he couldn't explain what was happening in front of him.
He couldn't understand.
Because this scene … simply, simply did not exist …
Things that did not exist were just fictional images that were pieced together purely by machines and ether. They were all fake!
This is fake, it doesn't exist …
Without a physical body or consciousness, the "Witness" could only use Rachel's own brain to store and construct these scenes. Even if he wanted to complete the descent of a god, it was impossible because these things did not exist!
"How can something that doesn't exist be changed? How can it know that I'm here, that I'm looking for it, that I'm looking for it? "
At this moment, Rachel looked at the frozen scene in front of him and muttered to himself in confusion.
However, his thinking ability as a god-level scholar came into play at this moment. Countless possibilities flashed through his mind like meteors, and his rationality allowed him to remain calm and think about these questions.
At a certain moment, another thought suddenly appeared, like a wave in the tide, hitting the reef and shattering into a bright and simple answer.
Unless … he tampered with Rachel's own consciousness …
It suddenly dawned on Rachel.
So that's how it was!
Yes, this was the only possibility.
If it didn't exist, it didn't exist. It couldn't be changed, and it couldn't be controlled by anyone. The only explanation was that the other party had directly tampered with Rachel himself.
Rachel was suddenly enlightened.
"This is really a good method and idea. The owner of the bookstore … Lin Jie, wants to use this to make me feel fear and surrender without a fight?"
His trembling body gradually calmed down, and his face became calm and confident again. He relaxed and gradually revealed a smile.
"Unfortunately, I've seen through your thoughts. These tricks are useless against me … However, to be able to use these psychological tricks, I'm afraid his strength hasn't reached that unimaginable level."
"It's only the level of danger. If that's the case …"
Rachel stared at the scene behind the lens that began to change again. Time flowed backward day by day, and the bookstore gradually returned to its calm state. There were no other changes, as if the dark, terrifying, and strange rainy night was just a fleeting illusion.
After a while.
Rachel shook his head, stopped rotating the button on the lens frame, and gently tapped the lens frame to close the "Witness".
When time flowed back to almost two and a half years ago, the scene in front of him had not changed at all for a long time.
The owner of this bookstore, Lin Jie, came to Nuo Jin three years ago. There was almost no change in those two years, and there wouldn't be any results before that.
The scene in the mirror returned to the real-time monitoring state.
"It seems that my lovely gem, my creation, my creation, will soon return to me … S-227, or should I call it Moen now?"
Rachel showed a confident and firm smile. Looking at the girl who was still busy in the bookstore, he took a deep breath and pushed up his glasses. "I can't wait any longer. There is no more perfect existence in the world than this … the artificial human I created, who spontaneously developed consciousness and feelings, my path to godhood …"
His voice lowered, and then he suddenly raised his hand, pressed his fingers against his temple, and laughed softly.
"Hahahahahahaha … Do you think this can scare me?!"
"It's just tampering with my consciousness to make me hallucinate, do you think I can't detect it? You underestimate the wisdom of a God-level scholar too much, don't you? Although I have to admit that this kind of scheme to quietly make me step into a trap is very clever, but how can I be swayed by this? "
"Lin Jie … You're very proud now, aren't you? But I want to tell you, you're wrong … "
"You can see me, but I can also find you! Do you think you're hiding very well? No, I've found you! "
"Hahahahaha … Where? Where are you? "
As if looking through a mirror, Rachel looked at the owner of the mysterious bookstore who had not revealed his true appearance in the bookstore. He showed an extremely strange smile, and then stretched out his tone.
"Here!"
His fingers against his temple became extremely sharp, drilling inwards, breaking through skin, flesh, and bones until they reached the brain. His middle finger, index finger, ring finger … until his entire palm opened up and wrapped around the brain.
Force, clench.
"Snap!"
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