Fantasy World Transmigration - 1119. Chapter 1119

Nick’s face was indifferent, and Chen Ang comforted him: “I hope you don’t hate me!”

Nick looked up and said, “Why do you say that?”

“Because the more you know, the more dangerous it is. Humans cannot know these things, but someone must know before they can start to solve them.” Chen Ang said with emotion: “The more you know, the more dangerous it is. This is not just empty talk. It’s safe because you didn’t react…”

“The firewall of consciousness, or locked chaotic consciousness data, allows human consciousness to be protected in a safe system. Of course, you can also think of it as a shackle-anyway, it is protected in an orderly and understandable world. , But now the shackles that protect you are gone!”

“The consciousness and reason of human beings now rely on inertia to operate. This inertia is what I said. The wall that protects your intellect can also be said to be common sense. Because common sense… human beings have not yet begun to think about it, and retain the memetic virus. Some resistance.”

“Once you overthrow common sense and start thinking wildly, then you will find that there is nothing to help you distinguish these! You will enter the world of mental patients, and it will be difficult to break free from the world of distorted consciousness.”

Nick didn’t dare to think about what Chen Ang said. It’s the best thing not to think about it now. Once he thinks about it, it will be forever.

But he must think again. Only thinking can find a solution to the problem. The firewall that protects mankind’s consciousness collapses. Mankind can no longer understand the world rationally and correctly, and cannot distinguish reality from fantasy. Mental patients often illusion something and distort reality.

A neurosis with abnormal consciousness may believe that countless pairs of eyes are looking at him. He would be nervous all day, suspecting that someone was spying on himself.

The reason why normal people don’t do this is because our consciousness still has basic rationality.

We can tell that the information is our illusion-but once we lose this ability, we see a pair of eyes, from a poster hanging at home, or something else, but we lose the ability to distinguish, we cannot recognize This is not our fantasy, so we really saw a pair of eyes.

We have entered the world of mental patients.

We begin to lose the protection of common sense, and begin to blur the real eyes and the eyes on the portraits, TV and photos, we will see that there are no other eyes in the world.

Our consciousness began to distort and chaos-from this point on, the entire’normal’ world collapsed.

Some concepts in our consciousness will be distorted, for example-eyes, anything with holes, anything like eyes, are eyes in our eyes, so we are all eyes all around us, completely distorting the concept of eyes Out of control, and then other things-we are beginning to lose track of which things are people.

People have eyes, but now there are eyes everywhere.

Then the concept of people began to be distorted. What is a person is indistinguishable. The posters hanging on the wall are regarded as adults. People walking on the street regard it as something indescribable.

Can’t tell what a person is, then what is murder?

What is killing?

I bumped into a mosaic on the street… what’s that? Run over!

This is a neurotic world. A neurotic can be locked up, but how about everyone? Cognitive disorder, distorted consciousness, approaching madness…

No matter how Nick avoided thinking for himself, he gradually understood Chen Ang’s consciousness, protecting his consciousness, which was originally extremely weak common sense, and the wall of knowledge collapsed! He also touched the door of the soul, touched those irrational things.

He was unremarkable, Nick was a tough guy, but he was still taken aback by what he thought of.

Chen Ang hastened to hold on to him and said: “You can’t think about…you can’t imagine the world after this virus has spread. Once you imagine, you might really be able to see that world! You will go crazy…you will feel that everyone is It is a madman. You will lose the concept of the difference between a madman and a human being-you will not be able to distinguish what is a madman and what is a normal person!”

“You hurt me!” Nick said nervously, “You really hurt me!”

“Don’t be nervous, you will go crazy when you are nervous.” Chen Ang said: “You must overcome these difficulties with your firm will. Nick, you are the strongest person I have ever seen. If you are also driven crazy! Then! Is there any hope for mankind?”

“Do you know this too?” Nick grabbed him and asked, “Why don’t you go crazy!”

Chen Ang didn’t dare to say that he caught the wrong person. He watched Nick clutching the dancing corpse. He knew that Nick could no longer distinguish between people and ghosts! He tried his best to comfort him and said: “I am an old human…My consciousness was not created by Apocalypse, so there is no such door!”

“Nick, you are the first new human to know the truth. Only if you overcome these difficulties can we have hope!”

The truth that Chen Ang told Nick is also a kind of information and a meme. This kind of meme can also infect Nick who has no resistance. The wall of his common sense collapsed, and his consciousness broke away from the inertial movement and began to collapse.

Chen Ang carefully blindfolded Nick and covered his ears.

He must now accept the least external information and even think as little as possible.

Because now the information from the outside world is a memetic virus to him, and the memory is the same, but this again violates Chen Ang’s purpose of telling Nick the truth. Can’t even think about it.

Nick has entered the first stage of infection-cognitive disorder.

Chen Ang can’t tell Nick that the people he saw are ghosts, because now it’s okay to think of ghosts as adults. Now ghosts are people to him, but once he reacts, then he can’t distinguish between people and ghosts. Humans can be ghosts to it, and the concept of humans will be distorted.

But Chen Ang can’t hide from Nick forever. You are a wise man. He felt the hand he was holding–the flesh on the top was turned up, and the bones and rotten tendons were touched. The tentacles were cold, and he knew that he was holding a corpse— -He started to be confused between people and ghosts-the kind that would recognize people as ghosts.

“There are so many people here!” Nick said sharply.

In Nick’s consciousness, the surrounding environment changed. He was blindfolded, there were no doors, windows, and no lights around. He smelled decay-the smell from the wax corpse quickly connected with the corpse in his memory. Together, then the walls and the floor were built of flesh and blood and bones and began to emerge. He stepped on a human face and stepped on a rotting skeleton.

This is an illusion created by Nick’s sense of smell and memory after losing sight and hearing.

But it was not a fantasy for him. The memories of the corpse created by the sense of smell began to replace some cognition, and a dancing ballerina appeared in front of Nick’s eyes-with a nice face, smiling vividly at him.

He took that as a real person.