What’s Wrong With Seeking Death?

Another day. The revived abominable props worked overtime and produced a few phantom students overnight. The ability users immediately started to open the passage, sending away the outsiders in the school one after another.

The first to be sent away must be those ordinary students. And because the number of people leaving at one time is also limited, they must go in batches. It would take Xu Tuoran and the others another two days to wait.

Teacher Yu and Xiao Zhang from Renxinyuan are alright. They were originally here to do observation missions. Zhu Tang belatedly remembered that he had reserved other missions for Fairy Tale Town, and was delayed here for a few days, and the time limit had passed.

Fortunately, Yang did not abandon his promise, and he would explain for them after he went out, and he would also issue a certificate. Considering the seriousness of the accident, they probably won't get any more rewards.

On the other hand, as the situation in the domain gradually stabilized, they also gradually had some communication channels with the outside world—the reception room that Xu Tueran noticed when he first came in, and that was the only place with a signal in the entire domain. Although the signal is sometimes weak and sometimes weak, it is still a means of communication, better than nothing.

Ever since Zhu Tang knew that there might be a signal in this place, he came to squat every get out of class after class. After squatting for two days, I finally managed to get the signal and contacted the only official member of Fairy Tale Town who was still outside the territory, Princess Rapunzel Shu Xiaopei.

It's also a coincidence. This girl was supposed to enter the Golden Fragrance Tree on the same night as Zhu Tang and the others, but because her hair was too long, it took a while to deal with it, and when she came back after the treatment, the entrance to the domain happened to be closed, so she lost contact with the others. up to several days.

Fortunately, she was decisive, and reported the matter to her superiors on the spot after confirming she lost contact. Then, while waiting for the response from above, he shouldered the entire Fairy Tale Town by himself, and went to other places to complete the scheduled task by himself. Now that the task has been completed, he is still out of town and has not returned.

Fortunately, Zhu Tang made an appointment for an observation mission—this kind of mission is actually relatively safe and simple, and the probability of overturning is very low.

Big pagoda tree is an exception here. As for Lao Yu and Xiao Zhang who also came in to do observation tasks, it can only be said that they are too bad.

"Xiao Pei is currently catching up on the observation report. Her mission is going well!"

After confirming the external situation, Zhu Tang immediately ran to the dormitory to find Xu Tuoran, shared the information obtained, and added at the end: "And Xiaopei said that there will be a big comic exhibition in her city in two days. She plans to stay there Come back after reading it. I've calculated, we should be able to leave tomorrow, if we can book a ticket, let's go together, it's a celebration!"

"...Ah?" Xu Turan, who was sitting in his seat, froze for a moment, as if he didn't quite understand why the topic would jump to entertainment.

Zhu Tang thought she was worried about work arrangements, so he took the initiative to explain: "Don't worry, I asked Yang Buqi to leave, and when he leaves, he will be responsible for the main reporting work. We only need to go to the designated branch to complete the mental examination. Then just submit your respective reports, which can be done online.”

She told Xu Tuoran solemnly: "We have participated in a major event this time, and it is necessary to relax afterwards. And that manga exhibition, it is said that the venue is very big... Let's all go in cosplay costumes! Take pictures!"

Xu Tueran nodded half-understanding, but for some reason, his eyes became more erratic: "Manga... I don't think I've been there yet..."

"That's good, let's go together. It will be the first group building in Fairy Tale Town!" Zhu Tang said enthusiastically, and suddenly heard the sound of the preparation bell in the distance, and jumped up all at once.

"Then I'll go to class first! Are you still on sick leave?"

Xu Tuoran sat back in his seat and nodded. Zhu Tang said "hey" with some regret, told him to take a good rest, and left in a hurry.

Xu Tuoran was left alone, hugging the back of the chair, raised his head, looked at the empty ceiling, and let out a deep breath.

comic exhibition.

Another one, she seems to have been there before, but she can't recall any details.

Xu Tuoran stared at the ceiling expressionlessly, not knowing what else to think. Suddenly hearing the banging sound from the drawer next to her, she sighed helplessly, and opened the drawer, only to see a small fox ornament vigorously hitting the drawer cover.

Next to the fox ornament, there is a circle of broken rope. It was originally used by Xu Tuoran to restrain this ornament, but the other party has obviously broken free.

Trouble... Xu vainly closed his eyes tiredly, picked up the fox ornament, and then opened the upper drawer. Inside the drawer was a small rune array drawn with chalk, on which was the vitamin bottle.

She took out the vitamin bottle, then threw it in, and the ornament stopped.

Xu Turan sighed again.

In the past few days, except for thinking and looking for little dogs, she spends the rest of her time dealing with these supernatural objects—for some reason, since she recuperated a while ago, her "confusing" effect seems to be stronger Some... and the strong form is puzzling.

In the past, if she didn't want these psychic props to be affected, she just used the silver colored paper from the Taobao store to pack them together. Now, however, even though there is a layer of colored paper behind them, these things are still affected and become targets covered by "fuzzy".

Xu Tueran tried it. If he wanted to completely isolate the influence, he had to wrap at least two layers of paper now. However, the colored paper she brought this time is limited in quantity, and the size is not uniform... It is difficult to take into account all the supernatural props.

There is no way, Xu Tuoran can only implement a shift system between supernatural props. Except for the Bixian’s pen, which occupies a box exclusively, there are a total of five props left. Pick two of them every morning and wrap them in silver paper, and put the rest in the rune array, or tie them up, or throw them into the empty dormitory next door. Let them fight... wait a while, then rotate.

It's quite annoying.

Xu Tuoran sighed for the third time, looked at the time, and at the vitamin bottle in his hand. After a few seconds of silence, he got up decisively and walked out the door.

Because I was in a bad mood, I had to find some fun.

Thinking so, Xu Turan crossed the stone bridge in the middle of the campus familiarly, and walked straight to the Qinxue building.

The Qinxue building is now also designated as one of the teaching buildings, specially used to accommodate those classes made up of pure monsters. Xu Tuoran now comes here whenever he has something to do, and regards this place as a source of happiness.

After all, as long as you show your face, you can hear that the death value is soaring, which can make people feel a lot more comfortable.

Thanks to the big Sophora japonica, thanks to the little dog.

But today's situation is a bit different - Xu Tuoran just approached the Qinxue building when he saw a person coming out of the Zhixue building next door.

"Yang Buqi?" She raised her eyebrows slightly, and stopped the other party, "Aren't you going to class at this time?"

Yang Buqi seemed to be distracted, he only reacted when he heard her voice, and nodded lightly: "Yes. I asked for leave. What about you?"

"I'm not on a long-term sick leave." Xu Tuoran felt that something was wrong with him, and after a closer look, he found that his eyes were slightly red and bloodshot, and his face was also slightly pale.

"Are you also on sick leave?" She tilted her head, "What's wrong?"

"...It's okay, it's just that I haven't had a good rest." Yang Buqi forced a smile, glanced behind Xu Turan, and frowned again, "Are you going to the Qinxue Building?"

"Well, I'm going to have some fun." Xu Tuoran spoke bluntly and warmly invited Yang Buqi, "Do you want to go together?"

Yang Buqi: "..."

So, why go to a monster-only teaching building to have fun...

He glanced at Xu Tuoran, then at the building behind her, and felt that it was not a good idea to go in and visit it.

Then nodded slowly.

"Okay, come here." Xu Tuoran ran towards him, grabbed his clothes, and turned back to the Qinxue Building. Yang Buqi responded in a low voice, and lifted up the black backpack that was slung over his shoulder.

"By the way, have you been in the Qinxue building recently?" Xu Turan asked him as he walked, and seeing Yang Buqi shaking his head, he said, "Then let me remind you first. The new school regulations have limited restrictions on Dahuaihua, so There will still be hallucinations in this building..."

While talking, the two had already walked into the lobby of the Qinxue Building. Yang Buqi didn't hear the second half of Xu Tuoran's words—

Because the moment they entered the building, many hallucinations were covered. He lowered his head to see the hand Xu Tuoran was holding on to him, only to see a fluffy black rabbit paw.

Looking along the paw, one can see a black rabbit-headed man with a three-petal mouth moving, as if talking to him, but he can't hear it at all.

In Xu Tuoran's eyes, Yang Buqi became the scorched black appearance again, but his attire remained unchanged, and the black bag on his shoulder was still there.

With the experience in the laboratory building, she was not surprised at all at the moment, but said a few words to the other party. After waiting for a while, I could only see the scorched black figure shaking his head, but he didn't hear any reply, so he knew that it was probably the same as when he was in the laboratory building, and the two could no longer rely on language to communicate.

She didn't care, she continued to hold the scorched arm and dragged Yang Buqi upstairs. It is easy to find the classroom that is currently in class.

The classroom they were in was obviously covered by hallucinations. On the seats that should have belonged to monsters, there were all neat and clean children with good posture, while the one lecturing on the podium was a huge mass of red meat.

Xu Tuoran came more often, so he naturally knew that the piece of meat was actually an ability user who was in class. But Yang Buqi was here for the first time. She was worried that Yang Buqi was overreacting, so she instinctively grabbed him even tighter—Yang Buqi next to him thought she was nervous, and instead patted her fluffy paw.

Xu Tuoran paused for a moment, looked at him with a little surprise, and then looked away, as if there was something lightly passing by in his eyes.

After a few more seconds, she pushed away from the window a few steps, and pulled Yang Buqi's arm again.

"Then what, can you stay with me for a while?"

Of course she knew that Yang Buqi couldn't hear her question, and she couldn't hear the other party's answer either. So she stood there for a while, observing the other person's body movements—thanks to Dahuaihua. Perhaps because of the influence of school rules, its hallucinations are much more friendly now, at least it won't add weird action scenes to people.

Xu Tuoran waited for a while, seeing that Yang Buqi had no intention of leaving, he tried to lure him upstairs again. The charred figure was unclear, but he followed step by step until she brought him to the next level.

On the third floor of the Qinxue Building, there is a small rooftop with a wide view. Xu Tuoran brought the scorched black figure all the way to the rooftop, and finally let go of the other's hand, and turned to hold on to the railing in front of him.

"Sorry to bring you here. I...I seem to realize something recently, but I don't know who to tell or how to say it-to be honest, I'm actually confused now Confused." Xu Tuoran lay on the railing, looking at the misty mist and shadowy buildings in the distance, and exhaled deeply.

"Just now, you can't hear what I said..."

In this place, she cannot hear what I say.

On the other side, Yang Buqi looked at the rabbit-headed man in front of him, and realized this belatedly.

Does this mean that at this time, it doesn't matter what I say to her?

This realization made his heavy chest lighten suddenly—although it wasn't much lighter.

But at that moment, he did have a feeling that he could relax a little bit.

Even though he knew that this feeling was mostly an illusion, the words he said seemed to be poured into a tree hole, and no one would share or respond in the end, he still pursed his lips and carefully leaned towards the rabbit head man.

"Xu Tuoran." He glanced at the fluffy side face of the rabbit-headed man, and thought about his words, "I... I just talk casually, and you just listen to it casually."

"I was in the student imitation workshop that day and picked up a booklet."

"At the end of that booklet, there are a few pages of notes—I'm not sure, but judging from the handwriting, it should be from the former principal."

"It records some of the things she discovered... Should it be considered a 'discovery'? I don't know, I feel that she was in a bad state of mind when she wrote those things..."

"Those records are messy and amazing—"

"To put it simply, I recently discovered an amazing thing." Beside the railing, Xu Tuoran took a deep breath, and finally found a suitable opening line, "My memory of my past is very vague, especially vague."

"I'm not referring to the memory of my identity, but my previous life—the previous life?"

"Or, is it the previous life I thought?"

"In my impression, I have a 'past'. I have life experiences, remember some life scenes, and even remember some of my experience of dying... But it is not the kind of death that is now, but the kind that will definitely die if you do it To die...but it's strange. What I really remember seems to be just a few fragments. There is no prequel, no follow-up...there are some contradictions between each other."

"Or it's like the 'manga exhibition' that Zhu Tang said. I remember that I went there, but I don't remember any details. Thinking about it carefully... I actually don't even know what the 'manga exhibition' is for..."

"Of course, I traveled through time. If you have to say that the memory is blurred because of 'time travel' and 'death', it's not unreasonable—but I've been thinking about what Ai Ye said at that time these two days."

The reason why the phantom student is set as a "ghost" is because the identity of a ghost can make vague memories seem reasonable.

...Then, can this sentence also be applied to her?

Was her memory blurred because of "time travel", or was she set to "time travel" because her memory could not be traced?

Especially at that time, when Jiang Lin described her, the word she used was "awake".

"...So, I've been thinking recently, is my past, my origin, really what I thought it was?"

Finally said all the words, Xu Tuoran closed his eyes, and let out a breath like catharsis:

"What kind of existence am I?"

"... What kind of existence are we?"

Yang Buqi leaned against the railing, feeling that his long-suppressed mood finally relaxed a little as he poured out, "What kind of existence is this world? I've been thinking about it for the past few days."

"Those records on paper are so crazy. The craziest thing is that no one seems to be able to see them except me, and I can't tell others... Is it because of the restriction of inclination? I read the notes of the principal, it seems She also has a tendency to predict, but she has been hiding it and hasn't told anyone."

"I wanted to go to you too. But you haven't been in a good mood recently. And...and if everything is as she said, it would be too uncomfortable."

"The future of capable people is doomed to danger. The existence of this world itself may be a lie."

…

After he finished speaking, he fell into a long silence.

Did Xu Tuoran speak at this time? What is she thinking again?

Yang Buqi glanced at the rabbit-headed man next to him, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly exhaled softly.

it's wired. Obviously the other party didn't respond at all. But inexplicably, I felt a lot more relaxed.

Not just because of talking—Yang Buqi vaguely realized that the relaxation and stability at this moment were not all because of talking.

He lowered his eyes, and only then did he notice that he had unknowingly moved a lot closer to Xu Tuoran. He belatedly wanted to distance himself, but he was not willing to distance himself too much. He raised his head to look at the vast sky, and suddenly let out a low laugh.

"Secretly tell you, in fact, I have had that kind of doubt about the world before."

"During the period when I just woke up."

"I was awakened by an accident caused by an abomination. After waking up, I was in the hospital, and nothing serious happened. But at that time... I actually always had an inexplicable feeling-I was actually dead. Or, the one from the past I am already dead."

"I remember everything from 'my' past. But those things were so far away to me, as if they belonged to another person. I just woke up in his body and inherited it all by the way...and this world, to me It's all unfamiliar."

"I talked to the psychiatrist at the time about it. But because they didn't detect any substantive problems, they thought it was just a sequela caused by mental stimulation. I didn't want to trouble people, so I didn't mention it again. Things. But during that time... it was really difficult, whether it was for 'me' or for the 'world', it was very difficult to adapt."

"At that time, I often had a dream. In the dream, my whole body was embedded in the ground... No, it should be said that I was that piece of land. It was hard and dry, and I couldn't move at all. But I felt very at ease somehow. I think that's where I should be..."

When Yang Buqi said this, he seemed to think it was ridiculous, so he couldn't help laughing again, feeling a little thankful in his heart that Xu Turan couldn't hear his crazy words.

He looked at the rabbit-headed man next to him, who was holding on to the railing, quietly looking into the distance.

It was obviously a weird shape, but he stared at it for a long time.

I don't know how long it took before he murmured again: "But, that place is not beautiful..."

Almost at the same time, Xu Turan made up his mind and said: "Actually, my memory is not all blurry. There was a period that I remember very deeply, and it felt very real... Of course, it may just be a dream."

Yang Buqi looked thoughtful: "That place is very dark, it feels like it has been abandoned by the light. There is no life, no color."

Xu Tuoran seriously recalled: "I don't feel like a human being, but more like an egg? Or a fireball."

Yang Buqi: "My body... I mean, the land is dry. It is lifeless, riddled with holes, and ruins everywhere. I lay there for an unknown amount of time, numb like a huge corpse."

Xu Tuoran: "I'm going to a place—I don't know where I'm going, but I know that I must go to a place. Then occupy it, devour it. Let all life surrender for me."

Yang Buqi: "Until one day, I heard a huge noise coming from the sky. I opened my eyes and saw that the sky suddenly became very bright."

Xu Tuoran: "So I escaped from... I don't know where, and landed. My body was very hot and scalding, and everything around me was shining white."

Yang Buqi: "Something fell down. A glowing thing."

Xu Tuoran: "Then I began to fall, rushing to the land below."

Yang Buqi: "I suddenly felt a kind of joy. It was a star. From the dark night sky for a long time, a star fell and fell into my arms."

Xu Tuoran patted the railing: "I feel very excited, I think I can finally eat!"

"Thus, the entire night sky was illuminated. The dry land suddenly became colorful. Like an old tortoise that had been sleeping for many years, I got up from the ground, shook off the soil on my body, and wobbled towards the place. Let’s go to the place where the star fell.” Yang Buqi finished his last sentence slowly, and then sighed regretfully.

"Unfortunately, my dream ended here. No matter how many times I dreamed, it was like this, and there was no follow-up."

Xu Tuoran calmed down, and sighed softly: "Then there is no more. Eh... the memory without thinking, it feels more like a dream. Maybe it was 'set' by someone else."

The two leaned on the railing, looked at each other, and fell into a silent silence.

Yang Buqi moved his eyes and landed on the fluffy front paws of Xu Tuoran who was holding on to the railing.

His hand was also pressed against the railing, and there was only a little gap from the fluffy rabbit's paw.

Yang Buqi was silent for a moment, raised his hand tentatively, moved a little towards Xu Tuoran's direction, but finally retracted it, and landed in a farther position instead.

Xu Tuoran was still looking into the distance, with two long rabbit ears hanging down from behind, looking a bit obedient for no reason.

Yang Buqi looked at her "ears" and laughed again, this time the smile was really relaxed a lot.

He stood there thinking for a while, took out a pen and paper from his bag, and wrote on it in front of Xu Tuoran.

[Are you in a better mood now? 】

Because of the weakening of the hallucination, Xu Tuoran can still see this line. After reading the content on the paper, she glanced at the scorched black figure in front of her in some surprise, then smiled and nodded slightly.

"Let's go, it's time to go back." She patted the scorched black figure on the shoulder, and pulled his arm down. Yang Buqi followed her movements and turned his lower body, something in his backpack suddenly slipped to the ground.

Almost at the same time, there was a piercing scream from downstairs—the next second, the hallucinations surrounding the two of them disappeared.

Yang Buqi looked at the face that suddenly appeared in front of him, and couldn't help being startled. Xu Tuoran is not surprised:

"It must be the little dog who was punished again. When it is punished by the school rules, its hallucinations will temporarily disappear."

It is estimated that the beating is too painful, and I don't care about other things.

Yang Buqi nodded his head half-understood, Xu Tuoran had already squatted down: "Your bag is not zipped properly? Why are all the notebooks dropped... Eh?!"

Because the book fell to the ground with its front open, Xu Tuoran habitually picked it up by the back of the book when he picked it up. Unexpectedly, following this action, several sheets of paper floated out of the notebook.

Yang Buqi's eyes widened in surprise, Xu Tueran had already apologized, and leaned over to pick up the fallen pieces of paper.

She glanced at the paper inadvertently, and her movements suddenly stopped.

At the same time, Yang Buqi squatted down.

"Wait a minute," he said hastily, "something's wrong. I haven't torn these pages—"

"What is written on this paper?" Xu Tuoran said at the same time, "It looks like the handwriting is messy."

Yang Buqi: "..."

He looked at Xu Tuoran in surprise, and the question that came to his mind was instantly suppressed:

"Can you see it?"

"... Ah." Xu Tuoran was baffled, and then suddenly realized that he opened the notebook and was about to clip these papers back, "If it's something I can't read..."

Just as he moved, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by Yang Buqi.

The warm touch came from the skin, she glanced at Yang Buqi, raised her eyebrows slightly. The latter seemed to froze for a moment, and then let go of his hand after a pause for a few seconds.

"It's okay. You are optimistic about it." Yang Buqi said as calmly as possible, "But I need to have a good talk with you. The content above is not... eh? eh?!"

Before he could finish speaking, the person in front of him turned into a black rabbit head again—the illusion took effect again.

Yang Buqi: "..."

Can't you punish someone like Big Sophora japonica for causing troubles for a while longer?

Yang Buqi gritted his teeth secretly, quickly grabbed Xu Tuoran's hand again, and led her out of the building.

The Qinxue building is not a suitable place to talk. The Zhixue building is still in class. There are Qu Mian and Fang Xing in the library—as people who really need to study, they have been taking leave for the past two days to review the questions by themselves in the library.

The two left the Qinxue building, thought for a moment, and went to the laboratory building.

Back to the chemistry lab again.

It wasn't until Xu Tuoran sat down firmly that Yang Buqi took out the notebook again and pushed it in front of her seriously.

"Let's say it first, the content here is likely to shake your worldview. You'd better make a mental preparation first."

"It's okay, it's already a rock and roll anyway." Xu Tuoran said something vaguely, and opened the book without hesitation.

The few pieces of paper just now were sandwiched indiscriminately. Xu Tuoran picked up one, glanced at it quickly, and said strangely: "Why are there still alterations?"

"Because the original version has been altered." Yang Buqi explained, "Do you still remember that I told you that I picked up a booklet in the student's imitation workshop? The content on this paper is the last few words written silently. Page. When I was silent, I also copied the traces of modification.”

"That's good, it's not the same as the first-hand information." Xu Tuoran began to arrange a few pieces of paper, trying to sort them, "What is this writing? The content is a bit messy."

"...Well, it feels like I jotted it down while sorting out my thoughts." Yang Buqi nodded, "Look here, there is actually a point mentioned—"

"'I saw more things in the corridor of foresight last night.'" Xu Tuoran read out the line with his fingers, and raised his head thoughtfully, "This corridor of foresight is the upgrade of the inclination to predict. space."

Yang Buqi nodded again: "On the whole, these are the sporadic 'knowledge' that Principal Shangguan spied from that space when he upgraded the foresight corridor. As for whether there are other sources, it is temporarily uncertain."

Precognition... This key word appears again. Xu Tuoran's heart moved, and he quickly moved his eyes to those papers.

As Yang Buqi said, the things on the paper seem to be random notes, short and irregular.

It also contained many excerpted runes and curse songs with unknown meanings. Xu Tueran read the whole text and quickly extracted some key content from it.

【…I don't understand why it's me. I have tested other precognitive ability users, and no one can clearly remember what I saw along the way like me, and I can still see those stone tablets with written words. 】

[But even I can't see too much clearly. I can only see part of it clearly, a very small part. 】

【…[it]. I don't know how many times I've seen this word. I didn't actually want to write this word, but it's weird that when I put pen to paper, [it] came naturally. 】

[It doesn't exist yet. But it will come sooner or later. It's dangerous... Seems like we should be getting ready for that day? 】

[The abomination is its energy residue. So is aptitude. So this is why capable people also become abominations? 】

[Wait... Is it [it], or [them]? ? ! 】

【...Hui class is a dangerous dividing line. Hui-level ability users may become a hotbed for their incubation. They are wireworms, we are praying mantises. 】

[But it seems that not all Hui-levels are dangerous... I need to enter the Corridor of Prediction again. I need to get a better look at the stele from last time. 】

[There is more than one source of aptitude...is it two? (There are traces of modification on this record. The word "two" was crossed out and repeatedly revised to other numbers. It was finally determined as "three")]

【…precognition is safe, but omniscience is not. Natural disasters are safe, but wars are not. The beast is safe, but the chaos is not. Long night is safe, but eternal day is not. 】

[Order and life. It's hard to say whether these two are safe or not. They repel both these tendencies, but they are not afraid of them. At least not as afraid of the four tendencies of foretelling, natural disasters, beasts, and the long night. 】

[What are they afraid of? 】

[Order is born against chaos. And the eternal day was stolen from the long night. Is this why the two pairs of tendencies cannot coexist? 】

[The real antagonism and competition do not seem to be in these two groups. 】

【… The space to upgrade is not a dead thing. it is alive. 】

【It's actually alive! ! 】

[Why did it choose me? Why only me? ! 】

[What exactly is our existence? Is it a praying mantis for iron nematode parasitism, or a doll for human entertainment? 】

…

【…I understand, I understand everything. 】

[It's a ceremony. 】

[The whole world, all the time, is a grand ceremony. 】