Rebirth My World Savior System

He looked at his hands, which were bright red. They were no longer black, and he was so happy. He grinned. The whole room echoed with her own laughter, and those sounds of banging on the wall that he once feared were still there.

The sound of water drops or other random sounds were all covered up.

Zhang Bufang found that something was wrong with him. He thought that he might be crazy, but he thought that in such a claustrophobic environment, if he was crazy, it would be fine and he wouldn't need to suffer from those fears. He might as well just make the mistake.

, after all, he doesn't have the ability to change this reality now, right? If he can escape these three days, that would be a better way. Zhang Bufang himself thinks so.

Zhang Bufang couldn't sleep, and his mind was still clear enough. He felt that his body seemed to have endless energy that could not be used up. He wanted to run and jump, as long as he could do something to consume his energy.

His physical strength was sufficient. So he just did it, running back and forth with weird legs and repetitive mechanical movements, as if he was not controlling it himself.

The ground didn't feel slippery. Even if he fell down occasionally, he would get up as if nothing had happened. Zhang Bufang could still feel the pain from his knees, or the scratches on his palms.

, there were still some small wounds that sent him feeling, but then he couldn't feel it anymore.

He seemed to have lost a lot of things that he should have. For example, when Zhang Bufang found that he could no longer feel pain, he began to feel strangely excited for a while, and then he felt extremely depressed, and his mood dropped from the highest level.

When the click reached the lowest point, he suddenly became frustrated and fell to the ground. He smashed straight to the ground, just to test whether he had really lost his sense of pain as he thought.

But when he really couldn't feel it and was convinced of this statement, fear had completely filled his heart and brain.

"I think I should feel pain. I have wounds. These wounds will make me feel..." Zhang Bufang muttered without pausing. He occasionally stopped to take a breath, perhaps thinking again.

Other things come back to this dead point.

He felt he should feel some pain to calm him down.

So he suddenly smashed his palm against the uneven surface as if he was hurting himself, and his hand was immediately dripping with blood. Zhang Bufang can guarantee that he definitely used ten times ten times the strength to make himself feel the pain, but his hand

There didn't seem to be any reaction, it was just that he couldn't control it.

There is no pain, no pain, no pain! Zhang Bufang has lost count of how many wounds he has created on his body like a self-abuse. He desperately wants to find a sustenance in his heart, but there is nothing here. He tries to be like just now

He was running around or jumping around like that, but the ground seemed to be unwelcoming to him, and he kept falling and hitting the ground.

Gradually, he started to have tinnitus. Zhang Bufang laughed, and finally he could no longer hear the sound that made him upset at first! This seemed to be a very fortunate thing. But he was tired and was using the constant mechanical movement.

He moved his legs back and forth across the room, and he never got up after falling.

Zhang Bufang had a little consciousness when he was unconscious. He groped around casually and seemed to find two medicine tubes. He vaguely remembered that he only had two nutritional medicines left.