Yiren's non-human chat group

"Unfamiliar ceiling..."

Looking at the pure white ceiling in front of him, his hands were in plaster, his neck was forcibly fixed by a brace, and his whole body was completely unable to move. Fang Chan's mind went blank.

At this time, although Fang Chan's agent has returned to consciousness and has barely opened his eyes, his ego, id, and superego still cannot coordinate with each other and speak their own words, just like three same people of different ages.

They dislike each other and want to slap each other in the mouth.

Superego: "Hey, wake up, you've been sleeping on the horse for too long. Wake up quickly and beat the damn hit-and-run driver to death..."

Self: "What?"

I: "I feel like it's quite comfortable lying down, so just lie down..."

Self: "Oh, no, what is your situation?"

Self: "Well, what am I?"

Superego: "Oh, don't do this! Go through your memory bank and find out who you are. We still have a lot to do."

Self: "Why are you thinking so much? Why don't you stop doing it? It would be so comfortable to lie down."

Superego: "Get out of here..."

self:"……"

Self: "What the hell is this?! Forget it, let's skip this question for now, what are you guys doing?"

Id: "I am your 'id', the most original and authentic you, which you can understand as wildness."

Superego: "I am your 'superego', the you in your consciousness that is free from all sensibility. You can understand it as your divinity. Don't worry, you are not schizophrenic or crazy, we are you."

self:"……"

Self: "Okay, what's going on now? I remember there was a big pink cat..."

"Agent Fang Chan, are you willing to sign a contract with me to become Mahou Shaju? If you are willing to become Mahou Shaju, I can fulfill your wish..."

Self: "Ah, yes, yes, that's the voice, the lines are right, and the agency Fang Chan, damn, who named this? So stupid..."

self:"……"

Self: "By the way, who was speaking just now?"

Self: "I don't know, too lazy to guess..."

Superego: "It's not me, the voice is outside."

…

At this moment in the ward...

Looking at Fang Chan, who was lying on the bed unconscious and self-conscious, a strange-looking big pink cat floated in the air, looking condescendingly at Fang Chan's agency below. A soft but very uncomfortable voice was still in the room.

echoing in it.

"Agent Fang Chan, are you willing to sign a contract with me to become Mahou Shaju? If you are willing to become Mahou Shaju, I can fulfill your wish..."

"As long as the wish is fulfilled, you can return to normal, return to normal life, and return to them..."

Looking at the incomprehensible sounds from the outside world, I, who could barely see the outside world through my eyes, looked confused.

But before he could ask anything, his self, who had always behaved very salty, became a little impatient. He seemed to be stimulated by something, and his original attitude of lying flat made a 360-degree turn.

, said with anger in his tone: "I know what you want to ask, go check the memory yourself, and then wake up quickly!

"

self:"?!"

Superego: "'Self' has been separated for too long, and the self-cognition has begun to blur. Go and remember, if any one of the three of us is missing, I won't call it me."

self:"……"

Although the self is still a little confused, when the superego and the id are forced to reach a consensus due to the external environment, the memory quickly unfolds in front of the self.

Id, superego: "Remember carefully, you are..."

Following the reminder of the same tune of "Three I", 'Fang Chan Agency' began to reminisce.

An overwhelming amount of memories seemed to surge in, like a tide, as if they had been lurking, just waiting for someone to give the order...

Countless pictures flashed through his mind like a slideshow, and in an instant, Fang Chan, the agent, spent his two lifetimes again...

A baby babbling, a childhood that is not perfect but barely happy, a youthful junior high school, an intense high school, a university with endless physiology, pharmacology and pathology, an exciting postgraduate entrance examination, and...

Traveling without warning...

The cycle goes around again, the early childhood with extraordinary talents, the rise of a genius who wants to learn novels and play, the childhood with bloody encounters, the ruined adolescence, and the nurturing youth, and...

That call from another world...

Memories are like a revolving door. It seems that there are many things and the process is very complicated. But in fact, no matter how lost I am, I am still myself. After the picture disappears, I return in an instant and understand everything...

Superego: "They are all me."

Id: "They were me."

Self: "They are part of me, whether it is Xiao Yiren or Fang Chan's agency..."

Id: "Okay now that we understand everything, let's do it!"

Superego: "Do it!"

Self: "Okay! Do it!"

The next moment, the agent Fang Chan, who was still dying on the hospital bed, jumped up from the hospital bed. The plaster and fixed brackets that were originally bound to his body were directly opened by his unreasonable violence.

Agent Fang Chan stood blankly on his hospital bed, surrounded by white plaster, bandages and plastic brackets.

The noise produced by the broken supports of these things was extremely harsh in the quiet hospital. The doctors and nurses who were approaching almost instantly rushed here in a hurry, and the sparse footsteps could be heard even in the room.

Even the real estate agent can hear it clearly.

Just as alarmed as the doctors and nurses was the little pink beast in the room who had been licking the agent's ear.

Looking at the real estate agent who suddenly jumped up from the hospital bed, and his broken body returned to normal, the pink kitten named Kyubey suddenly showed a look on his face that he didn't know whether to say cute or stiff.

A look of astonishment.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! However, this expression was fleeting, and Qiubi soon returned to normal, and continued to speak to Fang Chan, telling the story that he had been listening to Fang Chan.

Contents of Bian Du Miao.

"Young man, do you want to become Mahou Shaojiu? You are the most qualified person I have ever seen. If you are willing to become Mahou Shaojiu, I will fulfill one of your wishes. You can embrace all the beauties you want, no problem

, even if you become the master of the earth, it is possible..."

Faced with Kyubey's temptation, Fang Chan's agent stood motionless and didn't speak. Several voices in his mind were still making the final renderings, and his spirit was making final adjustments.

The three consciousnesses simultaneously reprimanded Kyubey for his hypocrisy, for deceiving his own child bride, and for the pain Kyubey would bring to the girls around him.

Amid the scoldings, Agent Fang Chan recalled the scenes of how he raised the girls, and also recalled the scene in a certain anime where the girls died tragically...

Immediately, the three major consciousnesses completed the final synchronization, and the superego and id regained their original consciousness with the self, and issued the final judgment on Kyubey...

"death penalty!

"

"A wish..."

Almost at the moment when Fang Chan's will was given, Fang Chan's palm suddenly reached out like an eagle's claw, and directly pressed the pink cat's head floating in the air against the bastard's mouth.

Don't let him make any more noise.

Kyubey: "?!"

The next moment, there was no waiting for the reaction of this seemingly cute little beast, which actually had no emotions at all! Fang Chan, the agent, crushed the bastard’s head with an almost perverted force.

Immediately, blood and brains splashed everywhere, and the body, no bigger than his head, fell directly onto the white hospital bed under Fang Chanzhong, leaving a bright red pattern on the white bedcloth.

But at this moment, Fang Chan's agent seemed to wake up from a dream. He suddenly loosened his clenched hands, took two steps back unconsciously, and leaned directly on the white wall behind him.

Two clear bloody handprints were left on the wall...

"Holy shit, what did I do?!"

Looking at the large pool of blood in front of him, as well as the puddle of mud that would have been impossible to release without mosaic on the video, Fang Chan's mind was completely blank, although he didn't have the force to crush Kyubey to death in an instant.

.

However, in an instant, Fang Chan's agent diverted his attention back. The reason was that it was obvious what had happened to him, and that he was a kitten, which made it easier for people to be surprised.

"Didn't I...get hit by a car?"

Reaching out and touching his completely bare upper body, looking at the white lime, white bandages, and white plastic brackets scattered under his feet, Fang Chan's agent had a look of confusion on his face. He didn't understand what happened.

Everything in front of him is proof that he has been injured in the past, but looking at his current physical condition, he can kill a cow with one punch, which is said to die tens of thousands of times in online articles every year.

“Masaka!”

As if he had thought of some possibility, Fang Chan's astonished expression suddenly turned serious.

"Everything in this world has its own talent. The king has the talent of the king, and the waiter has the talent of the waiter."

Whispering silently, Fang Chan suddenly held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand.

"Masaka's large teleporter from another world did not transport me to another world. Instead, it stimulated my king's talents! I awakened my own king's power!"

Staring intensely at the palm of his right hand, Agent Fang Chan took a slow, deep breath.

"Then let me give it a try."

The next moment, the body of the nearby Fang Chan agent put into a strange posture, his arms slowly spread to both sides, his chin slowly raised, and a string of English suddenly flew out of his mouth.

"Hey, I masturbate a lot!"

Quack quack——

A string of crows flew over the head of the real estate agent. The hospital clock was still beating and making a clicking sound, but nothing happened...

The agent Fang Chan retracted his arms very quickly, and he sat down directly on his hospital bed, stroking his chin with one hand, looking as if nothing had happened, as if he was not the one who was having fun just now.

Same.

"Isn't it possible? Then change it to a Phileas that will be enough! (Golden Experience)"

"But Ritz is so awesome! (Crazy Diamond)"

"The Crimson King!"

"Killer Queen!"

"Hermit's Purple!"

"Ripples galloping..."

After trying for a long time, there was no response. The real estate agent could only sit back on the bed and ignore the Kyubey body pressed under his butt. He just lay there in a daze, looking at the white ceiling, feeling speechless for a while.

…

"Is it true that I'm suffering from Chuunibyou? Or maybe my ability is like that of a demi-human, and my body completely resets after death..."

Just when Fang Chan's agency was constantly spreading his thoughts and thinking about his possibilities...

"Squeak~"

A scratching sound from the door panel suddenly reached Fang Chan's ears, interrupting his thoughts and making him look away involuntarily.

"Have you finally arrived? Yes, there was so much movement and so many footsteps, and it was a bit unexpected to come so late..."

But as soon as he thought about it, Fang Chan's agent paused slightly.

"Yes, why did people come just now?!"

Although Fang Chan's agent is not like some visually impaired person or some game expert, his hearing is developed to a certain extent. He can roughly judge the arrival of the person just by listening to the footsteps. If he follows the footsteps he heard before, he can calculate the arrival of the person.

location time.

But he still had basic common sense. According to the footsteps he heard before, it was incredible that the doctor and nurse didn't push the door in within ten seconds.

Before, it was because he focused on other parts and didn't feel there was any problem, but now that he thinks about it carefully, it's terrifying!

"There is Kyubey and Madoka, could it be a witch?"

"No, it's not necessarily true. Who said that the ceiling you see when you wake up after being injured must be the ceiling of the hospital in your own world? If your body is directly repaired and looks like new, maybe you have traveled to a different world..."

Almost instantly, Fang Chan's agent jumped up from his bed again, looking warily at the white door that slowly opened, his figure kept retreating, and at the same time, he subconsciously held the pillow on the bed in his hand.

.

Although this thing cannot be used as a weapon, if something rushes in from outside the door, this pillow may be able to block the visitor's sight or resist the opponent's attack...

Of course, while observing the crack in the door, agent Fang Chan couldn't help but glance at his trouser legs, and suddenly felt a little regret in his heart.

You shouldn't be so impulsive. Now you're covered in the smell of blood. What if the thing pushing the door is attracted by the smell of blood? Do you want to take off your pants and run naked? But that seems to be a good idea, abandon the pants.

The quality is not good but it can run faster...

Fortunately, things did not develop to the worst. The person who pushed in the door was not a bloodthirsty monster, a green-faced and fanged evil spirit, but a young man with a smile.

Seeing this, Fang Chan's agent breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Chan's agent doesn't think his reaction is too extreme. After all, there are some things that don't cost ten thousand, but just in case. Even if someone feels there is something abnormal, it will at most be regarded as a mental illness. If the matter is really the worst,

In a bad situation, if you are not prepared, there is no chance of survival at all.

When it comes to choosing the lesser of two evils, Fang Chan's agent always feels that his choice is the best one, at least for his own life...

Looking at the real estate agent who was holding a quilt and leaning against the corner, standing facing the door, the young man who walked into the room did not show any disdain for a lunatic. He just smiled at him and then said

He said words that were also familiar to Fang Chan's agent.

"Seriously injured young man, are you willing to sign a contract with me and become the light? If you are willing to become the light, I can give you a novice gift bag..."