Night Raven Quark is once again repulsed by silence. Even though Silent is not my electronic demon, it is as if it can read my thoughts, unexpectedly acute. Compared to the past with Night Raven Quark, the transfer of ideas is slightly delayed in terms of efficiency, but as long as you don't continue to actively operate, there is no problem. Silence is like a nail, striking only once at a critical moment and in a spot, and then disappearing into my shadow again. I didn't intend to keep it fighting from the start, because it was moving too slowly compared to me and Nightrarow, and by this time Nightrarow had been distracted by Carmen, and its movements were cleaner than before.

Although Silent used the mystery of the previous damage to the Night Raven Quark again, this time it didn't seem to have any visible effect, I don't quite understand, however, if Silent really couldn't sustain that attack intensity, I wouldn't have much to do in the face of the current Night Raven Quark. I can use the advantage of speed to interfere with the movement of the Night Raven Quark, which is enough to ensure invincibility, but I can't hurt the enemy, and of course I can't win. If you can make the other party retreat by delaying time, then do it, however, in the place where I can't see, the "Alienated Right River" must also be paying attention to the situation here. I have no way of estimating what kind of calculations it is having, so I can't be sure how it will react if the battle stalemate.

I don't know about the alienation of Youjiang, although I am not unfamiliar with the name "Youjiang", but the information in my memory is roughly what Carmen said, and the part that I analyzed on my own. It's just that since "Takakawa" has already dealt with it before I recovered, that's why it's in my feelings. Let's leave this inexplicable sense of immediacy.

Whether it is the name "Right River" or Carmen's description of it, it has the flavor of "River".

During the fight against the Raven Quark, I gradually became accustomed to its style, and became more comfortable using the invisible high-speed tunnel to interfere with its speed-grazing movements. It can't hurt me. However, such a tight entanglement also makes people unable to free up their hands to do other things. The gray silence and the disappearance of Dr. Nguyen Li and others from the convenience store next to me made me feel isolated. How long this isolation will last, or how it will be lifted, is still unclear. Although I am an expert in mysteries, the situation in front of me. It doesn't fit the situation I've ever encountered, and what I've read about in the occult, and when faced with the first situation, even the occultists can only pray for luck when they should be helpless.

If you can give full play to the power of "Jiang", it will probably be very easy to break this temporary hedging space. However. Let's not mention whether this power can be used at will, on the other hand. My instincts were warning myself that something terrible could happen once I actively pursued and used the power of Jiang. What I imagine is that everyone here is eaten by the "river", which is just imaginable horror, and there must be something even more terrifying than this.

I know. I always need the power of "Jiang", even if it is not at this moment, it may be at the next moment. I'm in a mysterious world, trying to fight against all mysterious sources, sooner or later. You will encounter enemies that you can't defeat alone, and you will encounter forces that can destroy you in an instant, and even if you are careful, death will still be the sword of Damocles hanging over your head at all times. I don't have a strong body like Takakawa, who is rational enough to be sensitive, and my sensibility will prompt me to engage in contradictory and self-inflicted behaviors, and these behaviors tend to greatly increase my chances of encountering dilemmas and dangers, and there are too many things that can destroy my relatively fragile body.

My brain, my heart, and even the blood in my whole body, if there is excessive damage, I will definitely die like ordinary people.

I've died twice, once in a post-apocalyptic fantasy and once in hospital reality. I think that death is what it is, but I don't resist the coming of death because of this understanding and feeling. I was still afraid that I would die, and I had a chance to come again, but because of my own mechanism of action, and my own vulnerability, I repeated the mistakes of the past. Obviously, before he died, he had already made his consciousness, and he never thought that he would recover, and handed over all of them to the next Gao Chuan, but his own recovery turned that consciousness into a joke.

It's not that I should resist resuscitation, it's just that I feel a deep malice in this kind of joke that I can't control. If this malice can save the people you love, then it doesn't matter if you turn yourself into a drama - even if you think about it, you are still afraid of death.

In any game, the death of the protagonist must be avoided in order to achieve a happy ending.

However, if I regard my life as a game, then there are too many traps that will lead to death.

In order to avoid triggering these traps, no, it should be said that triggering one or several mortal traps is almost inevitable, so you need a universal amulet to ensure that you can survive the danger.

The power of "Jiang" is such a thing, it can reverse a qiē when death comes, but if it is not triggered at the right time, it will lead to a vicious death—this feeling has been maintained from the past apocalyptic illusion to this day. Perhaps, after me, someone in the "Gao Chuan" really found a way to take the initiative to trigger the power of the "river", but I never did it. I've tried to use my thoughts and feelings to talk to the "Jiang" in my body that I don't know what kind of existence it is, but I've never tried to bring out its power utilitarianly. Rather, it was only passively, passively, in some special, mortal situation, that it received its power.

Even now, I still feel that I made the right choice.

In any case, in the current situation, it is not a good idea to "destroy the Night Raven Quark with all your might", and it is definitely not a good idea to wait for the arrival of the alienated right river, and then make a big fight, actively or passively triggering the power of "Jiang". In my mind, one choice after another kept coming to mind, but in the end, they were erased one by one, and only the option of "luck" remained.

“…… Really. Sometimes, is the choice really meaningless? "I dodged Raven Quark's attack again, and swept towards the ground rift not far away, giving up all the strength I could to maintain my balance and keep myself from falling quickly as Raven Quark chased after me. Just fell headlong into the bottom of the valley that I don't know how deep.

The gray mist is like clouds, the wind is ringing in your ears, and you don't have to look back to feel the scene of Night Raven Quark spreading its wings and rushing forward. I opened my hands, closed my eyes, and imagined that across from me, there was another self, and we were looking at each other. The feeling of falling is so real. When not using Swift Sweep, Night Raven Quark is faster than me. Our contact would be in three seconds, not even enough time for me to fall to the bottom, and I would be cut in half by it—and I would try to forget about it.

Dr. Nguyen Li said that this qiē is all illusory, of course. For those of us who can observe the "mystery" and be affected by the "mystery". A qiē is so real. I don't think Dr. Nguyen Le is completely right, but everything she says has an inherent truth, and assuming that she is a special being in this repeater world, then her words. Nature also carries a certain meaning to describe the world. To open up this entangled situation, I have to take a bet and try to put it from her point of view in this less than three seconds of crisis, or. It's about her perspective to look at the current anomaly and mystery.

Although I don't fully agree with Dr. Nguyen's perspective on the world, I do have a similar perspective. Even if the "hospital reality" is not the real reality, it is impossible to deny the natural height of the "apocalyptic illusion" when observing it from the perspective of the "hospital reality". I can't really imagine that "everything in the apocalyptic world is completely illusory", but it is possible to just imagine that "the mysterious phenomena in this repeater world can be interfered with from the conscious level".

The gray fog is a kind of existence between the state of consciousness and the state of matter. The temporary hedging space was once thought to be a temporary product of the hedging of conscious information and material information. In the absence of conscious power, the susceptibility to consciousness may not be enough to support actions based on consciousness, and it is most common to influence the material consciousness level from the material level. Because of this, consciousness walkers show amazing ways of living.

Yes, in a world where natural science and materialism are in vogue, and in a world where the manifestation of matter is still easier to observe than the phenomena of consciousness, even if the whole world is conscious, it is difficult for people to fundamentally recognize this state, let alone influence and manipulate it. The inherent cognition and knowledge of patients with doomsday syndrome are basically natural science and materialism, even if there is an idealistic part, but even if there are idealistic thoughts, even if there are only a small number of people who focus on idealistic thinking and simply have idealistic thoughts. And these inherent cognitions and knowledge are part of the basis for the construction of the laws of this world.

These complex factors determine that even if we know the ideological nature of this world, it is difficult to look at it purely as a consciousness. The mystery of not having a state of consciousness and not being a consciousness walker may be a reflection of the basis of their respective worldviews. I, too, have no idea of the possibility of becoming a conscious walker, but I still gain the power of consciousness under the influence of the "river".

Therefore, I believe that I still have the possibility of interfering with the "mystery" from the level of consciousness.

What I want to do is to put myself into the perspective of the world in three seconds, before being cut in half by the Night Raven Quark, and get as close as possible to the adopted children of the consciousness walkers in my imagination - their perception of consciousness, the angle from which they see the world, and the indescribable feeling they feel when they walk in consciousness - although they are not consciousness walkers, they have a mysterious state of consciousness, and the self who has carried out consciousness walks must be closer to the consciousness walkers than anyone else.

I kept my eyes closed.

The sound that I felt when I fell, because of the dead silence, was overly sensitive. The air filled with gray mist, the feeling of lapping on the skin. Let this unnatural scene not contain any unreal factors, such as smells, perceptual feedback, etc.

To abandon this qiē material cognition, and to try to observe and recognize them on the conscious level, and then define them as "false".

Not to deny their existence, but. Like logical right and wrong, observe it as two states: "false" and "true".

Because, this is what I can understand, the way to describe "existence zài" from the perspective of a fully conscious state.

In the worldview of the material state, "false" is wrong, and there is no zài. It's deception, it's also denial. However, in the world of consciousness, it should be different. I don't know how other consciousness walkers observe and define it, and even if they do, I'm afraid I can't repeat it, but. I have my own ideas, and I have to be convinced that my own is right.

In the world of consciousness, "false" should not simply represent negative meaning and meaninglessness, nor does it mean that there is no zài, it is simply an attribute state relative to "true".

However, even if I told myself this, I still didn't succeed.

The other me that I constructed. In the dark curtain of birth after closing his eyes, staring at me. I can't imagine. He is a "fake" state, not a fictional illusion. No matter how many voices in my head tell me to sù myself, to believe that he is real, but, to the inner feedback. This authenticity is still denied.

How long is left? I don't quite know. When you close your eyes, the concentration of your consciousness seems to prolong the time, but if it goes on like this. It was only a matter of time before he was slain by Night Raven Quark. Even if you don't get killed, you can't think of this canyon that has been split by mysterious power as fake, and if you fall like this, you will definitely fall to your death.

To deny something turned out to be such a difficult thing. Those self-righteous understandings in the mouth and in the heart have no meaning as long as they cannot be fed back into the real situation.

It's easy to say to yourself and others, "This qiē shouldn't be like this," but it's not so easy to "act on a qiē as it is."

Because you can't do it, you don't become a consciousness walker when you get the mystery, and it's hard to become a consciousness walker later.

At this moment, I deeply feel the difficulty.

I've never heard of anyone who could do such a thing.

Even so, I had to do it. Because, the "impossible" in front of me, it is not too much to add this one. After all, falling in love with the "river", creating a "serum", and defeating the "virus" are not all more absurd and impossible things than "becoming a consciousness walker"? Now, my opponent is only my own consciousness, at most it is a collection of other people's consciousness, and "Jiang" and "Virus" are monsters that are completely above human consciousness and cannot be observed at all.

I looked at me in the shadows, he was not vivid at all, he was full of rigid falsehood, and even his body shape and details were a little hazy. I only concentrated all my consciousness to shape his left eye, which in my understanding was what the left eye should look like—full of viciousness, cruelty, pain, and the negative anomaly of unity, so that it became indescribable—if I only spoke of color, it was crimson, and the color made the eyeball full of texture, not too hard, like a thick liquid that flowed at any time.

I felt as if a large amount of blood-colored fluid was pouring out of this eye socket at any moment.

Then, I stared at the "Takagawa" that I saw in this eye. That's me, but it's not exactly me, it's in the state of "fake" and I exist, he is the one who exists, and that left eye is proof, "Jiang" is there, staring at me with that eye. I think I felt the emanating fear, the incomparably deep malice, the utterly inhuman anomaly, and the "love". In that case, I was able to push open the door of his consciousness and go into the depths of my own heart.

So, as if guided by some inaudible but felt voice from the darkness, I walked into the eyes of the other side and pushed open the doors to consciousness. With the opening of these gates, the sense of fall disappears, the sound disappears, and the feeling of dead silence disappears, as if the body in crisis is just an illusion, and the self standing here, pushing open the door, is real - whether it is consciousness or body, it can be seen, touched, and full of real feeling.

When I realized it, I was walking in a long corridor, and there was a light shining in front of me as if I could see an exit, and on both sides of the corridor were doors embedded in the darkness. Some doors are quiet, others are clanging, as if something is behind the door, striking violently, some are oozing liquid under the cracks, but they can't find the words to describe their colors and shapes, some of them emit a strange smell between the cracks, some of them are mottled and defective, as if they are about to collapse at any moment, and some of them are magnificent but full of malice.

I know what I did to get here, and what kind of situation I am in now. Purely cognitively, I know very well that this is the world of consciousness, but I can't feel the hazy and frivolous illusions and dreams that are there. I pressed my hand against one of the doors, and the cold and hard touch seemed to tell me that the qiē here is not a state of consciousness, but a state of matter.

And when such thoughts arose, I knew that I had to leave. As I took a step, the movement and phenomenon behind the door became more and more intense, as if something was chasing me through the door. I don't know what it is, and I don't want to know, the only thing I can trust in this place is intuition, and such thoughts also come from intuition.

It seems dangerous here, no, it should be said, danger and weirdness are quite normal. I don't know how "deep" my position is, in terms of consciousness. I'm also not sure if the "river" is also here, or if it is deeper than here.

I just ran towards the light.

Intuition sues me -

The reason why I came here, and what I wanted to achieve in the end, had already had a result when I entered here. However, whether this result is as you think can only be confirmed after you go out.

Even if you have completed the conscious walk, you may have used the conscious walk, and from the conscious level, you have interfered with the temporary hedging space where you are located, which will definitely cause some kind of mysterious change, but whether this change is as "favorable" as you think still requires luck. From the moment I decided to do this, I knew that my hard work and perseverance were just a stepping stone, and only luck and a certain will in the dark would determine whether I could succeed or not.

It's an adventure, but it's as close to the "best" as I can come up with.

At the same time, it is probably impossible to remove the temporary number jù hedging space, throw away the night crow quark, and avoid the alienation of the right river.

I've already thought of the best-case scenario that will happen to me after I get out of this passage.

Thinking so, I stepped into the light, and after that, the qiē in front of me suddenly fell into a hazy darkness, not that I couldn't see my fingers, and the outline around me was like a black veil, but it was not without light. However, the light source is somewhat harsh. I blinked, turned abruptly, and looked around at the situation.

The gray fog is gone.

There was wind and movement around, and although the moonlight was not obvious, it could be seen that the bright moonlight was shuttling through the clouds. The earth did not crack, and the objects that had been broken by the battle were intact. Night Raven Quark disappeared as if he had never been there.

"There are no anomalies." I felt that I had indeed gotten rid of the anomalies of my previous environment - as if it was really just an illusion, and now I saw the reality, as if it was really as Dr. Nguyen Le said.

However, I have a clear memory, and I clearly remember the cause and process of the whole conscious walk.

So, this qiē is not an illusion, but a change. From the level of consciousness, intervening in the mystery of the whole event, getting rid of those troublesome situations at once. Although it is not clear how this change will affect other people, a strong person like Cheng Dù who is as alienated as Youjiang must not feel anything. Moreover, if the other party wants to continue to entangle, this seemingly restored scenery will naturally become abnormal again.

Until then, it is better to find Dr. Ruan Li and them and leave at night. I thought so and walked towards the place where the voices were. (To be continued......)