"Scary..."
Li Aozi clutched his chest, the lingering tremor of fear gradually fading away, he finally realized why it was rated "Not to be Remembered."
As long as he remained human, he could not face such horrific scenes of humanity—humans unconsciously feel fear at the sight of their kind's tragic ends, and they can't help but fall into association.
The nurse's shattered skull kept changing, flickering between decay and a sweet smile, and ultimately, it had his own face on it.
Li Aozi's dismembered face.
"Incredible..."
Li Aozi shivered, a physiological reaction.
Fear is a self-protection mechanism of the human body, instinctively fearing things that might threaten one's life.
He lifted his blood-drenched hands, vaguely remembering that half a month ago, they had been the hands of a bank security guard, the hands of a brother and a good child, and the tools with which he had once tapped the keyboard to make a living on the internet.
