"Because it's safe..."
Xiao Huan's face was very calm, and he noticed the scrutiny of Yang Jia's eyes, and explained, "You brought me here and found out this ... This mouse, it means that you have a deep understanding of it, and when it comes out of the human skin, you remind me in advance, indicating that all these changes are expected by you, and on your face, there is no tension at all, which means that you have not taken it seriously at all..."
"The most important thing is ..."
As he spoke, he squatted down, pulled out the dagger on the rat man's head, wiped it on the futon next to him, got up and handed it to Yang Jia, and said:
"I saw just now that you took out your dagger very early and are ready to shoot at any time."
He sighed lightly and said, "This thing is terrible, and it's the first time I've seen it, I'm not sure if there's anything else unusual about it, and I don't think it's safe even if I have a gun in my hand." "
"So, it's better to hide behind you and be safer..."
"..."
Yang Jia listened to his explanation, and felt extremely reasonable for a while.
Although he said that he just wanted to see if he had the guts to shoot after seeing the main body of the rat man...
But after listening to his analysis, I actually felt for a while that it was most reasonable for him to hide behind him.
Reckless is actually me?
But after a slight reaction, he suddenly got the key, took the dagger, and said suspiciously: "You have seen so many details in such a short time just now?" "
"This ..."
Xiao opened his mouth arrogantly and said, "I react a little faster than others, and the game has been playing well." "
In answering this question, he deliberately said it lightly.
Since I fell into a panic and headache for no reason four years ago, I began to lose concentration, and my thinking was chaotic and noisy.
In my own perception, time stops from time to time, advances very slowly, and every minute and second is extremely tormenting.
In that state, he couldn't speak or think normally, and when he went out, he didn't know how to dodge when he saw the car crashing over, only an invisible and huge panic, drowning himself from time to time.
When I went to the hospital, I didn't find out the problem, and even my parents didn't believe in themselves and thought they were pretending to be sick.
So, I can only struggle in the bedroom, try to fight this feeling, through games, or reading, to get myself used to this state of panic little by little, and concentrate in this state.
For four years, I seem to have achieved some results.
At least now I can think effectively in a panic state, but the time slows down and the sense of acuity during the panic attack is still there.
As a result, my reaction seems to be a little faster than normal...
In the game, it is obvious that under the same mechanism, your speed will not be faster than others, but your reaction and thinking time will always be more than others.
And this is also the reason why I like to use games more and more to exercise my concentration.
Of course, it is only now that I have begun to go out, and I realize that even in life, I can do it myself.
Although the limitations of his physical fitness make it impossible for him to make some too complex movements, in the chaotic situation, it is still possible to judge how to make the most correct choice.
He didn't elaborate, mainly because he didn't think it was a big deal.
Anyone can do it with a little exercise, even better than they can do it themselves, right?
Do you want to tell Yang Jia that she has a brain disease?
The doctor didn't check it out, and he didn't give himself a certificate of mental illness, and he didn't have the confidence to say that he was a patient.
Yang Jia intuitively found that Xiao Huan seemed to answer this question a little vaguely, but he could detect that he didn't want to talk too much, so it was not easy to get to the bottom of it, but he was secretly thinking about it.
From that class reunion to the present, the performance of this old classmate always makes people feel a temperament that is different from others...
"How can there be such a weird thing in this city?"
At this time, Xiao Huan had already squatted down, looking at the rat man who had died completely, observing little by little, as if his face was eager to stick to it.
His brows were furrowed, as if he was also suffering from the nausea and visual impact of this twisted body in his heart.
But on the contrary, he watched it very seriously.
Yang Jia watched from the side, and suddenly was a little worried that he would lick it.
After a moment of silence, she sighed softly and said, "I think you should get used to it and adapt as soon as possible!" "
"It's not just rat-people in this city, but there are also other distorted and twisted monsters."
"These things can breed in the dark corners of the city, and are often twisted, terrifying, and can multiply quickly."
"If it is not detected in time, it will cause great harm to the city."
"And our mission is to dispose of these things to ensure that the city operates in normal order and logic, away from the fate of panic and collapse."
"..."
"Mission?"
Xiao Huan was observing the extremely unreal rat man in front of him, and suddenly heard the word "mission", and he only felt extremely strange in his heart.
"Yes, the mission."
Yang Jia's expression was very serious, and he said softly: "Only by accepting this mission will you get 'him' permission to live in this city." "
Xiao Huan subconsciously looked around, and his mood became nervous again.
"Who the hell is he?"
"Where is he?"
"..."
Yang Jia said softly: "Don't worry, you will see 'him' soon." "
Xiao Huan was shocked, and hurriedly turned his head to look around, but only saw countless trembling eyes in the subway station.
Now, the last subway has long since left, and there are not many people in this subway station, but there are still some homeless people and drunk people like homeless people, etc., they shoot here, the movement is not small, and many people have been awakened, just looking at them tremblingly. For the lowest level of the city, even the ability to terror seems to have been lost, and there is no shouting and no one calling the police.
They all struggled to shrink their bodies or cover their heads with quilts.
No matter whether Yang Jia and Xiao Huan came to deal with any monster or to kill someone, they just begged not to implicate themselves.
"Don't you need to deal with any of this?"
He felt extremely surprised in his heart, and looked at the broken and shriveled homeless body in the corner, and then at the corpse of the rat-man who was still staring at the two red-eyed rat-men.
Wait until the next day, passengers will enter the station, they will be scared, right?
Yang Jia didn't expect Xiao Huan to ask this question, so he suddenly laughed and said, "He will solve it..."
"Look, 'he' is coming."
"?"
Xiao Huan didn't know why she said that, but suddenly sensed something and turned his head to look.
There was nothing behind him, only the shriveled human shells and rat-man corpses, creating a bloody and grotesque picture.
However, the incandescent light suddenly shook a few times, and this space seemed to have something faintly changed.
Xiao Huan thought that his eyes were blurry, and hurriedly rubbed it hard, and saw that the wall in front of him was slowly squirming.
He suddenly felt a dry throat and a numb scalp.
He saw that the floor and walls, which were obviously tiled, had become soft and wriggling, revealing a bright red essence.
Then, the bloated and indescribable flesh and blood tissue seeped out of the ground and walls with difficulty, and little by little, it flooded the ground in front of him.
The homeless man's shell, the rat-man's corpse, and even their flesh and blood that had been torn apart by the bullets and splattered were all wrapped in this flesh.
Flesh and blood squirmed, and from time to time a grotesque face slowly slid under the flesh membrane, as if chewing something.
After a long time, the flesh and blood receded, and all the monsters and human shells on the ground had disappeared completely.
Even the bullet marks on the ground that had just appeared because of the bullet shot had been restored.
This nightmare-like scene made Xiao Huan stand still and didn't react for a long time.
"Our city is alive"
The smile on Yang Jia's face was vaguely alienated and helpless: "He has his own will, even his body, and his body is this city." "
"So, you need his permission to continue living here."
"And now, he's starting to pay attention to you..."
"..."
At this moment, the expression on Xiao Huan's face was completely frozen, and he was instantly pulled to the bottom of the nightmare by some powerful force.
When I looked out slightly, I saw the gray walls of the subway station, and everything around me seemed to be melting, including the rusty subway tracks and the colorful graffiti on the walls.
His head was slightly dizzy, and his gaze seemed to penetrate the subway station to see this city full of neon and vehicles.
I saw one building after another, and suddenly it turned into bloated flesh-and-blood monsters.
Giant tentacles were seen, intertwined with the roads and aerial railroad tracks that formed the city.
I saw numb bodies like walking corpses, standing quietly on the street, like robots on standby.
The whole city was a wriggling creature, and all I could see was its organs and blood vessels, wriggling and moving, constituting this indescribably gigantic living being...
I could even feel that the organism was looking at me straight to the deepest depths of the spiritual world...
...
That indescribable sense of impact made Xiao Huan's mind blank for a long time.
It turned out that this was what Yang Jia wanted to take herself over to see, and it turned out that this was the "him" she wanted to take herself to see.
Not long ago, I was wondering if the monster around me was fake, and just now, I was trying to find evidence from the nezumi that it might be another hallucination, or some kind of ingenious fake model.
But it wasn't until this moment that he realized how naïve he was.
Even my city is a huge, bloated monster...
I still doubt something else...