Are there any stories with a highly intelligent protagonist like Xi Chen or Zhao Yi, who is mentally unstable, not annoying, decisive and ruthless, treats men and women equally, and has no interest in women?
Traveling through time and space, everyone is making gunpowder, glass and papermaking. Does anyone think that beer and barbecue crayfish are also worth making? Now, he is here, newbie report, please take care of me, thank you boss, I wish the bosses can earn a million a day [Sending Hearts][Sending Hearts]
It's very subversive and has a strong taste, and the few readers who read it were shocked. There is no cp, all the characters are evil, the porcelain doll protagonist is burying the actors, and all they want to do is do bad things. Note ⚠️ Very confusing
Wanfeng.: "The Future - Me" Welcome the future with choice and hard work. Complaints and worries will eventually be fleeting - inscription. [The cicadas are chirping again in June, the gray sky is filled with mist, and it's the eve of the storm. When talking about the future, don't mention the present. The windows at home are not closed. In order to prevent the leftover rice from getting sour in the morning, I put it on the windowsill for ventilation. Will it turn into a bowl of gruel mixed with rainwater when I get back? I hope it rains less, otherwise the ceiling will leak and keep ticking all night long, which is a bit scary. It's okay not to have an umbrella. Although running in the rain is a bit silly, there will always be people who don't bring umbrellas along the way. I run with them, so everyone will think that I forgot to bring an umbrella. Rather than pity me for not having my own umbrella. This is where I am now. At this moment, I write these words with an uneasy heart. The purpose is not to make teachers sympathize with me, because what I say next is the key point. These trivial things do bother me, but this is my daily life. I have become accustomed to it, and the complaints and worries will pass. I will work harder, live seriously, and change the status quo. In the future, I will probably be a doctor, a lawyer, or a police officer. Fortunately, the topic of today's composition is not - my dream or my wish. Because I can't even think of this kind of thing. The professions I mentioned only seem to be the most honorable and glamorous in my limited knowledge. In the future, I will wear a spotless white coat, look serious, and focus on helping every patient. Or wear a crisp suit and choose a decent tie before going out every day. I want to be a righteous lawyer and judge the lawbreakers! Of course... I also long for the most just police uncle, who silently protects this beautiful home of Yutong. Comrades and friends will definitely support each other and catch criminals together. Although these are just my imagination, I will try my best to work hard. Here it is. I would like to say a few words to my future self, just think of it as burying a time capsule and looking forward to the day it is dug out. You have to be strong and brave, even if the final result is far from the career I envisioned at this moment. I think you must have your own reasons. Don't be afraid, don't look back, don't regret, don't complain. Because... This is our common choice! But I think if you work hard, at least you won't have to eat these sour leftovers. Remember to buy a TV and an umbrella so we don't get rained on according to the weather forecast. If conditions permit, I can help my neighbor Aunt Zhang. Her husband has just passed away and it will not be easy to raise the child alone. Oh... Right. I have to apologize to my classmate, and I don't know if he will forgive me in the future. There are still a lot of things I want to say, but I have already exceeded the 500-word essay and there are not enough grids. I am still very professional in controlling the number of words. I will definitely get rid of these bad habits in the future! Don't make random jokes, be a calm and steady adult! That's it. I'll say goodbye to you after a long journey. We will never meet each other, but when I become you, let's treat it as if we have met. It's raining, and although the cicada sound has died down, Qing Jin's ambition can be expected. ] Wanfeng.: I put away my stationery, handed in my test paper, and ran home without stopping for a moment. Rushing out of the school gate, many parents were wearing raincoats and holding colorful umbrellas, standing on tiptoes to look into the campus. They surrounded me, asking all kinds of questions about whether the exam was over, whether they knew so-and-so classmate from such-and-such class, whether the test questions were difficult, and why their children didn't come out after I came out. Seeing the concerned faces of the parents, I wiped the cold rain from my face and answered them one by one. The exam is over and the test papers are not difficult. Their children may be packing their things and will be out in a while. The parents finally let me go, and I squeezed through the crowd and ran into the pouring rain. I felt my eyes burning hot... My clothes were soaked and clinging to my body. After running for half an hour, I finally got home and rushed to the window to pick up the remaining rice. Fortunately, the wind was not strong today and the rainwater did not pour into the house. Only some rainwater at the bottom of the bowl covered the rice. I sniffed it and found it was slightly rancid, but not a big problem. I filtered out the rainwater, added a few drops of soy sauce, and swallowed it in big mouthfuls. The salty taste and the aroma of rice filled my taste buds, and my stomach, which had been hungry all day, was satisfied. I breathed a sigh of relief. He planned in his mind that when the relief money came in, he could buy some food and be extravagant. If you come first in this exam, the class teacher will reward you with 100 yuan, and maybe the principal will also say that if you get good grades and go to a good junior high school, your future will be bright. You no longer have to cook an extra meal just to save on electricity bills. I licked my dinner clean with longing, washed my clothes, and fell asleep. The soundproofing of the house was not very good, and Aunt Zhang's noise and her son's crying could be clearly heard next door. I rolled over and covered my ears with a pillow. And just then. I found that there were cracks in the room, and the roof was torn apart one by one. I jumped up and stared at this scene dumbfounded. Earthquake? Or is it the end of the world? ! My eyes stung, so I stretched out my hand to touch it, and found warm and viscous liquid sticking to my fingers. Then the black hole swallowed me up. … My name is Ning Mu. Today is Tuesday. Everyone talks about the unprecedented black rain, but as children we don't think it's anything. We even expect that like a martial arts picture book, will an unknown world open up to us? But then the official announcement shattered our illusions and called on us to protect the environment. The Chinese teacher also started to check the homework assigned yesterday as if nothing had happened. I knew that he was studying the questions. Maybe this would be the final exam! I conceived an article in my head but didn't write it. Because I joked too much and made my classmates unhappy, although he said he forgave me, I could feel that he didn't. After learning that he did not write an essay, I decided not to write either. Good brothers must share the joys and sorrows! What I never expected was that he actually handed in the essay. I was stunned and didn't think much about it. Maybe I got up in the middle of the night to make up for it. Afternoon. The Chinese teacher glanced at me and did not criticize me, because I have always been a good student with excellent moral character. With a smile on his face, he said with relief: "Today I want to praise a classmate!" The Chinese teacher picked up a composition book and said in a mysterious tone: "Before I say his name in detail, I will read his composition to you first." "The title is... "Future - Me!"" I stretched my neck and glanced at the podium in surprise. This topic was interesting, but I didn't know who was better than what I had imagined in my head. "Ahem!" The Chinese teacher cleared her throat and began to read aloud from the homework book. [Welcome the future with choice and hard work. Complaints and worries will be fleeting after all - inscription. ] "Huh?" I scratched my head in confusion. Didn't I finally decide on this after discarding countless ideas? How come this classmate thinks the same as me? The Chinese teacher continued to read. [The cicadas are chirping again in June, the gray sky is filled with mist, and it's the eve of the storm. I frowned. I came up with this based on the weather at that time. Could such a coincidence happen? [When talking about the future, we don't mention the present. ] Night Breeze.: [The windows at home were not closed, so the leftover rice from the morning was placed on the windowsill to prevent it from getting sour...] The more I listened, the more wrong I became, and I scratched my scalp crazily. How come this is exactly what I imagined? ! The most important thing is that this is not imagination, this is my personal experience! The Chinese teacher's reading continued, and I listened patiently to the end. I didn't even realize that my nails were digging into my scalp to bleed. [It's raining, and although the cicada sound has stopped, Qingjin's ambition can be expected. ] ... What's going on! ? Isn't this what's in my head? ? I clearly haven't written yet, so why is it being read out now? My hair was twisted into a mess, and my facial features were squeezed together. I racked my brain to think back, but I just couldn't figure it out. This is not right! This is not right! What's going on? Am I really sick? Am I really sick when I show up? Am I hallucinating? An idea flashed in my head. Is it possible that I am too tired, or that my brain has been damaged by eating those rotten meals? In fact, I have already written this essay! I just forgot? Yes, yes! This is the only explanation! I seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. At this moment, I could accept that I was mentally ill, because this was the most reasonable explanation! I looked at the Chinese teacher in panic. Waiting for him to tell who wrote this composition. It's me! It must be me! Hesitating and expecting, I felt like a criminal kneeling on the ground waiting for the execution result. The Chinese teacher's next words were the imperial edict. I expected him to say my name, but I was afraid that he would say my name. I hope I'm not sick because I don't have money for treatment. But I also expected myself to be sick so that everything would make sense. I don't know what kind of mentality I should have to face this kind of thing. That's all. My face was pale and bloodless, waiting for the results. The Chinese teacher didn't keep me waiting for too long. He tapped on his homework and looked at one of the classmates in the class with a smile on his face. "Students! I believe you are all curious about who the author of this essay is, and I will tell you now." "He is!! He is..." The Chinese teacher took a deep breath and seemed to announce some important announcement, repeating it over and over again. I looked at the teacher on the podium and felt unpleasant for the first time. "He is... Lu An!" For a moment, I felt like I had fallen into an ice cave. It's him! My good classmate? ! How is this possible? ! Why can he plagiarize the composition in my mind? Wanfeng.: I don't know what kind of mentality I should have to face this kind of thing. That's all. My face was pale and bloodless, waiting for the results. The Chinese teacher didn't keep me waiting for too long. He tapped on his homework and looked at one of the classmates in the class with a smile on his face. "Students! I believe you are all curious about who the author of this essay is, and I will tell you now." "He is!! He is..." The Chinese teacher took a deep breath and seemed to announce some important announcement, repeating it over and over again. I looked at the teacher on the podium and felt unpleasant for the first time. "He is... Lu An!" For a moment, I felt like I had fallen into an ice cave. It's him! My good classmate? ! How is this possible? ! Why can he plagiarize the composition in my mind? The calm smile of my classmate was dazzling in my eyes. The applause and the teacher's praise buzzed, and these sounds came near and far away, and I was drowned by countless noises. I lowered my head and pinched my thigh hard. "Hiss!" It hurts. This is not a dream! I must have a terminal illness that is crazy and incurable, otherwise how could something like this happen? For a moment, I was so confused that I shrank my neck and didn't dare to raise my head. I didn't know how I got home. I am obviously working very hard in life, why does fate still refuse to let me go? I was afraid that I would be seriously ill and would not have money to pay for treatment. I also felt that the illness was too strange and sudden. I have thought about whether one of my classmates is a superman, able to read minds and see what is going on in other people's heads. But this idea is too absurd. It is more practical that I am sick. When I got home, I took out all my savings from my pillowcase and counted them one by one. It's only two hundred and forty-two yuan and eight cents. Can this money cure my disease? I'm a little whimsical. After putting the crumpled money back, I lay on the bed but couldn't fall asleep. I was tortured by all kinds of messy thoughts in my mind, and I wanted to find someone to talk to and let him help me analyze what the problem was. But the few people I know are not people I can talk to, so I can only think about it in my heart. But I've thought about countless possibilities, but still don't have a clue. He didn't fall asleep until dawn. I found that the disease didn't seem to affect me. The knowledge in the books entered my mind, and I still got good grades in the assignments assigned by the teacher. I also found an opportunity to scold Aunt Zhang's child and watched him cry and go to his mother. This shows that he can understand what I said, that my thinking logic is still there, and that I am still far away from being crazy. This made me so happy that I reluctantly bought several large steamed buns and ate them hungrily. After supplementing my nutrition, madness should be far away from me. The days passed like this, and the day of the final exam came. I arranged the tools neatly, but the only drawback was that the eraser was missing. Originally I had half a piece, which was given to me by Aunt Zhang. But when she found out that I bullied her child, Aunt Zhang blocked the door of my house like a furious tigress and scolded me for a full hour. Finally, I asked for the half piece of eraser back. Aunt Zhang has become more and more tough since her husband lost her husband. In this way, I thought about it repeatedly before writing, so there was no modification. I calmly completed one subject after another, until Chinese. After writing down the name, complete a series of tasks such as filling in the blanks, making choices, reading in class, reading comprehension, etc. I looked at the composition. "Composition based on "Future——" is a semi-proposition. This moment. There was a bang in my head, as if I had been hit by a heavy hammer. The first thing that came to mind was that the Chinese teacher got the question right. Then the entire composition appeared in my mind, word for word. I obviously don't have a photographic memory, so why do I remember it so clearly? Looking at the test paper, the fonts on it appeared as double images. They seemed to come to life, twisting and dancing in front of my eyes. Wanfeng.: The examination room was silent, but I felt that people's figures became distorted, real and fake, like dreams and illusions. Where am I? What am I doing? Am I sick? Am I crazy? Am I going to die? Countless chaotic thoughts filled my mind, and they were asking me all sorts of questions. I couldn't answer, but they didn't let me go and kept making noises. "Stop the quarrel! Stop the quarrel!" I cried helplessly, and my tears wet the test paper. I'm sick! I'm sick! I'm crazy! I'm crazy! "Stand up and shout!" "Run!" "Go home, go home!" "No, no, no!" Countless thoughts were talking and arguing in my mind. No, no! I have to restrain myself. If it is revealed that I am sick, what will my teachers and classmates think of me? I'll be arrested and put in a mental hospital, no! Absolutely not! Reason prevailed, I swallowed my tears, picked up my pen and wanted to continue answering the questions. It was clearly June and the rain was pouring down, but I felt like I was in the cold winter, my whole body was freezing and shivering. Just like this, until the end of the exam, I didn't write a word in the composition, it was completely blank. I - there is no future. I rushed out of the school gate and was surrounded by waiting parents. I squeezed through the crowd silently and walked on the road like a zombie, letting the rain soak me. After returning home, I sat facing the darkness all night. ... My days seem to have been accelerated. I rarely go out and avoid contact with others. I am worried that I will be arrested if I get sick. Just waiting for the day when the test results come out. Although I did not write an essay, my scores in other subjects were close to full marks. Combined with my good performance in the past, I made an exception and entered the top junior high school in Yutong. But there was no joy on my face, and I was speechless for a long time as I looked at the name of the first person in my grade group. Lu An. My good classmate shocked everyone as a dark horse. He also goes to the same school as me. But we seem to be people from two different worlds. He suddenly became extremely wealthy. He was driven around by someone in a luxury car. He looked confident and calm, and he would be greeted with envy from the crowd wherever he went. I began to feel that none of this was real and began to wonder if I was really sick. Not surprisingly, my academic performance dropped seriously, but I didn't care at all and began to secretly observe my classmates every day. I found that Lu An always had an indifferent look. He remained calm despite the collapse of the mountain. He was confident about everything, as if he already knew the outcome. On a certain day. An extremely incredible idea came to my mind. Could he... Have been reborn? Wanfeng.: This idea makes my scalp tingle. I know it's absurd, but I can't help but believe it. This not only proves that I am not sick, but also makes all his actions reasonable. In this way, I secretly observed him for three years. Then when I came to high school, my grades were no longer good enough to go to the same school as him, but I still didn't give up. Go get some information whenever you have time. Another three years. Now that I'm an adult, the benefits are no longer being paid. I don't have the money to go to college, and I don't want to. I work during the day to support myself, and after get off work I go to the library to read all kinds of mysterious books on spirituality, psychology, and "rebirth" topics. I used this to prove that I was not sick, and at the same time, I wanted to catch the tail of my classmates who were "reborn". Another four years have passed. I never gave up trying to find out about my classmate, and I heard that he had moved into the high-end villa area in Jindong that had just been built. He lived a life I could never have imagined. Because I was holding "spiritual" books absent-mindedly all day long, I was fired by my boss again. I finished the steamed bun in my hand without expression, then took out my mobile phone to send a message to Dr. Lin to inquire about my condition. He is one of the most famous doctors in Yutong, and he is also very patient with me. He kept trying to persuade me to talk to me in person, but I always talked him out of it. I was worried that once I went to the hospital and it was confirmed that I was sick, they would immediately order someone to lock me up. I bought an umbrella and a TV, and sat on the sofa every day to watch what was happening in the outside world. I looked forward to seeing news about good classmates being taken away and sliced into pieces. So another two years passed. Today is April Fool's Day, April 1st. I decided to see Dr. Lin. If he diagnoses me as sick, then I will wish him a Happy April Fool's Day, and I guess there is nothing he can do about it. Before I went out, I looked at myself in the mirror and felt extremely strange. I am 25 years old, and that essay is still deeply etched in my mind. The past is like smoke, as if it was just yesterday. The child who had low self-esteem and worked hard has now become taciturn and defensive towards everyone. Looking at the indifferent face reflected in the mirror, I forced a smile. Wanfeng.: I once said that even if the final result in the future is not what I expected. Don't be afraid, don't look back, don't regret, don't complain. I have met my past self with a clear conscience. This is our common choice. Don't forget your original intention and don't look back. Evening breeze.: The sun is shining brightly and it is warm in early spring. Yutong City Shen'an Psychiatric Hospital. "Dr. Lin, am I okay?" I sat in front of Dr. Lin and looked at him expectantly. He is a gentle doctor with a spotless white coat. He is the profession I longed for when I was a child. Dr. Lin used a lot of professional terms, patiently comforted me, and considered me from my perspective without thinking that I was a patient at all. I felt better, and after hesitating for a long time I finally asked the question in my mind: "Dr. Lin, are there any reborn people in the world?" He was stunned, and then told me a lot, but he naturally didn't believe it. I was disappointed. At this moment, a crack appeared in the sky, and a black hole swallowed everything. We looked at everything around us in horror, with blood bleeding from our orifices and no consciousness at all. ... Tomorrow is April Fool's Day, it's time to meet Dr. Lin. ... Tomorrow is April Fool's Day, it's time to meet Dr. Lin. ... Tomorrow is April Fool's Day, it's time to... "Huh?" I frowned in confusion, always feeling that I had forgotten something, and I seemed to have experienced this scene before. I have read a lot of books of various types, and this is... "Déjà vu!" But I rack my brains and can't figure out what is going on, just like my nightmare for more than ten years - that essay. "Ding!" Dr. Lin replied the message. "Oh, Dr. Lin has something to do tomorrow and has made an appointment with me another day. But if I am diagnosed with the disease, the excuse I used to wish him a happy April Fool's Day will no longer work." So I thought about it for two whole days. On the night of April 3, I finally made the decision to send a message to Dr. Lin and ask him to meet during the Qingming Festival. In this way, if he diagnoses me as sick and wants to arrest me, I will say that I have had no father or mother since I was a child. Today I just thought of my second elder and I was too sad, so I expressed my feelings and wanted to find someone to talk to. This excuse is barely acceptable. April 4th. Today I met a woman riding a bicycle when I was out. Seeing that she was about to fall, I helped her out of kindness. The coffee in her hand spilled all over the floor. Unexpectedly, she blamed all of this on me. She was even more unreasonable than Widow Zhang, so I threw her Dr. Lin's business card and walked away. ... The weather was dark and drizzly. Yutong City Shen'an Psychiatric Hospital. I met Dr. Lin for the first time. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and had a gentle expression. He was the kind of person who looked calm and elegant. So I started telling him what had been bothering me. Dr. Lin kept comforting me. At this moment, the void was filled with cracks. Looking at this scene, I felt inexplicably familiar. Yes! I am absolutely sure I have experienced it! Looking at the dark hole, bleeding from all the orifices, I suddenly became enlightened! I'm not sick! I have experienced this scene countless times! Lu An! Reborn! I laughed endlessly, and my heart was filled with joy. I'm not sick! Dr. Lin, have you seen it? ? This problem that has troubled me for fifteen years has been solved! ! ... April 4th. Wanfeng.: I met a woman riding a bicycle when I went out today. I saw that she was about to fall down, but I didn't help her. Watching her diatribes felt familiar to me. This tastes so right. I threw my business card to her and turned away. Seeing the gentle Dr. Lin again, I felt very familiar. "Déjà vu!" I looked out the window quietly, the raindrops falling. "Dong dong dong!" The sound of the clock seemed to be a reminder, and the blurry picture in my mind gradually became clear. I... Remembered! I experienced this yesterday! Lu An! My good classmate! You are not born again! You are going back in time! "Dr. Lin, we are going to die again!" I said this to Lin Ruiming with a smile, but he didn't understand it until two hours later. The woman on the bicycle rushed into the room with a group of people. I found out her name was Xiaoya. It was at this moment that the world became nothingness. The night of April 3rd. "Hahahahaha!" I covered my head and laughed wildly. This time I didn't forget the past, and the memory came to my mind clearly. I'm not sick! ! I'm not crazy! ! I tortured myself for two years, and spent thirteen years doubting myself while observing my classmates, a full fifteen years! Fifteen years! I brooded all day long, crawling like a sewer crawler in torment and expectation. Madness is like a huge stone pressing down on my heart. I am obviously a normal person, but I deliberately pretend to be a normal person! How ridiculous! At this moment... The nerves that had been tense for fifteen years were finally relaxed. My good classmate, thank you for proving that I am not sick! Wanfeng.: With this in mind, I went back to the bedroom and fell asleep. The next day, I gave Xiaoya a kick and felt refreshed. Start scratching lottery tickets. After going back many times, I have a huge sum of more than 20,000 yuan. I have never been so wealthy in half my life. But something bigger came into my mind. I want to find my classmates! Find out the truth about the world! That day, I decided to go to Jindong Community. Black rain poured down in front of me, making it extremely difficult for me to walk. It seems like I am the only one left in the world. When I arrived at Jindong Community, I looked inside. The dark raindrops formed a continuous patch, as if an invisible giant beast was devouring everything. It is obviously a high-end community, but there is no one guarding the guard box, and there is no light inside. I had a retreat in my heart. Something doesn't look right here! So I turned around and ran. I decided to wait until the black rain stopped before coming back. Just like that, I ran back home and fell asleep. Time went back many times. I go to Jindong Community to watch every day. Finally one day, the rain stopped in Jindong Community. Time no longer goes back. I saw my old classmate, and his appearance had changed. He used to be short and fat, but now he is tall and straight. He came out of Jindong Community covered in blood, holding a bronze mask that was cracked in half. My eyes lit up, a smile appeared on my face, and I ran over quickly. "Hey! Lu An!" He looked up at me and was stunned, obviously not remembering who I was. My heart is cold. I have remembered him for fifteen years, but he has long forgotten me. But the smile on my face became brighter and brighter, and I shouted: "It's me! An old classmate!" "I'm - Ning Mu!!" Lu An thought for a long time, and after I reminded him many times, he finally remembered who I was. To him, that essay was just something he wrote casually after looking back in time. I was a passing guest in his dazzling life. But he didn't know that it was my sad past, confused present, and expected future. I bet everything on that essay, but in the end his peaceful life was disrupted by his appearance. Looking at his indifferent look, I didn't know how to face it for a while. Hate it? Actually, not much. For more than twenty years, I have learned a lot about the nature of human nature. It was in his interest, and he did it. We are also despicable people. If this is the case, how can I be stricter with others and more lenient with myself? But the nightmares of fifteen years seemed to have become inner demons. They changed my life. I clearly realized that these effects made me abnormal. So it doesn't matter whether you hate him or not. Since Lu An chose this way in the first place, he should be prepared for revenge. Of course, looking at him covered in blood and looking calm and distant, my revenge may be overestimating my capabilities and a fantasy. But it all depends on people, just try your best. Now all I have to do is join him, follow him, figure out how he can go back in time, and what is going on in this world. After a lot of hard work, good words, and some of my tragic experiences over the years, I finally won his sympathy. I followed him with a smile on my face, calling "Brother Lu" one after another. After several days of diligent flattery, during which I encountered a group of blind punks looking for trouble, he seemed to be seriously injured and had yet to recover, so I resolutely blocked the fatal blow for him and died for him. I'm betting that Lu An is testing my loyalty. I'm also betting that he will resurrect me. When I opened my eyes again, I knew I had made the right bet. I pretended not to know anything and wanted to repeat my old trick and die for him. This time he stopped me, and with just a wave of his hand, the bodies of the gangsters split into two, and then a group of strong men in suits and ties drove up in luxury cars. First, he saluted Luan, and then he cleaned the scene extremely skillfully. Looking at this scene, I was extremely shocked. Lu An has already become someone I need to look up to. Not only does he have miraculous skills, he also has many subordinates working for him. I am like an ant, he can easily crush me to death. I know in my heart that I may not be able to achieve my goal. But I will not give up, I have nothing left, and even the decision of life and death in this life is not in my hands. In this way, I became one of his most loyal horses. With the relationship of a primary school classmate, my origins are innocent, and I am willing to die for him, he obviously trusts me more than others. Just like that, he told me something about the Soul Eater and handed me a weird B-level broken body. I looked ecstatic and swallowed it in one gulp without any hesitation, which pleased him very much. According to him, you can feel your ability after eating it, and this ability is closely related to your thoughts. So I tried desperately to think of what I needed. No... What does Lu An need? I want to awaken an ability that will be beneficial to my classmates! This way I will be more useful. So... [Substitute death]! Die for your classmates! Sure enough, after learning about my ability, my classmate's face flashed with joy and he patted me on the shoulder with satisfaction. I looked at him with the same smile and burst into tears. For fifteen years, Lu An has plagued me like a nightmare, and I have never left him in my life. And today... Even if I become a Soul Eater, my abilities are only for him! Good classmate, I can no longer live without you. So that one day you can kneel in front of me and recite that essay loudly, I will definitely protect you. Wanfeng.: My whole body is shaking with excitement. Only by thinking like this can I have the motivation to live! In the weirdness, I opened the way for him, and after countless trials and errors, I was eaten alive by the weirdness. After [substitute death] comes real death. I was afraid, worried that my classmates would abandon me. Fortunately, two lives are really useful. Going back in time... I have two lives again, and the speed of solving strange things is greatly improved. In this way, Lu An and I worked closely together, as if we were the best partners. In order to survive, I became more and more obedient. As long as he pointed a finger, even if there was an abyss ahead, I would not hesitate and jump in without blinking an eye. Along the way, I died more than anyone else. But after solving the mystery, I would pat my chest and say with a scared look on my face: "Thankfully Brother Lu is so powerful, otherwise I would not have survived." I pretended to have no memory, with a look of joy as if I had survived a disaster. At this time, Lu An just smiled calmly and accepted my compliment calmly. I have integrated into his circle and know some of his secrets. He is secretly investigating believers. Once a believer appears, he will assassinate him. I asked him why, but he didn't answer. Then one day, Lu An, leader Shuguang and I got together and attacked and killed Wang Minhai, the leader of the official organization. It was also at that time that I knew that both he and the leader of Dawn were chaos. But this has nothing to do with me. Even if he wants to destroy the world, he will do it after reciting the composition. The leader was really powerful. Lu An went back more than ten times before he found a flaw and killed Wang Minhai. But he himself was seriously injured and could not survive. Back in time. ... I opened my eyes and Lu An was dead. I beat his body wildly, unable to accept the result. How could he die? He can't die! ! I'm alive! Even if he dies, I will die for him! I cried so hard that Lu An was the only meaning of my life. How could he die now? I took his body home and sealed it in a glass vessel with formalin. Observe day and night. Live! Why don't you resurrect! ? I slapped the glass frantically. His face inside was pale and his body was swollen. No! This must be a trick! I want to find him! So I cheered up and started looking for traces of the believers. After many inquiries, I finally got the news from Dr. Lin. So I went there wearing a white coat as a student of Lin Ruiming. Through the endless black rain, I did not escape this time. Resolutely stepped into the strange place and looked for Lu An. What shocked me was that I met countless versions of myself. They looked exactly like me, looking at each other. I thought this was an uncertain and strange rule, so I stepped back cautiously, but I didn't expect that the same was true for others. At this moment, a broken-armed "Ning Mu" rushed into the crowd and started killing them crazily. A man in white clothes was hacked to death by his knife, and disappeared into pieces of cloth flying in the sky. [Substitute death]! Wanfeng.: The ability that I am extremely familiar with can actually be used by other "Ning Mu"! I didn't know what was going on, so I had to run away temporarily. And not long after. Cracks tore through the mist, and the dark hole I was looking for swallowed everything. Hahahahaha! I watched this moment in ecstasy, with tears streaming down my face. Lu An! My good classmate, I knew you wouldn't die that easily! I found you! What caught me off guard was that this place was completely different from before. Countless Ning Mu seemed to have gone crazy and suddenly started killing everyone except themselves. Their methods were cruel and their attacks ruthless. Before they died, those people were wrapped in countless black mist and turned into human beings in an instant. It would be good if this method was used on Lu An, I thought in trance. I hid in the room and watched secretly. Currently, there are three types of Ning Mu. One type is a lunatic with a broken arm, one is like me, and the last type is these people with indifferent expressions who gather together in twos and threes and kill everyone they see. Forced by the situation, I got together with several similar people to analyze the current situation. Our guess is that all worlds were merged together. They are me and they are not me. Although I don't understand why this happened, the top priority is to survive. Those Ning Mu had already killed almost everyone, and started to attack what they called the [Cowardly Ning Mu], that is, us. We hid in the room and blended in like them. But soon everyone started taking off their clothes. Kill those who care! Only then did we realize that those Ning Mu had no heart! We looked at each other and began to cut wounds on our chests, covering up the existence of our hearts with blood. But I knew that so many people with the same injuries would arouse suspicion. So I left quietly, pretending to be indifferent and blended into the crowd. Some people saw that I was injured and seemed to be ready to take advantage of others. I clenched my fists and put them into my pockets. I didn't understand what this meant, but the effect was good. I deceived them calmly and calmly, and then I found a room that had been swept and got into it. First mark this room as [Substitution], and then go to the next room to hide. I spent a long time safely, and just when I was relieved, I saw three people outside the room through the window. I knew I couldn't run. Listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer downstairs, my mind changed rapidly. I decided to take a gamble! And so began a performance that I thought was seamless. … But then, I slumped in my chair like a clown. The Ning Mu in front of me was really smart. He directly exposed my disguise. I am no match for him. But actually this is a good thing, right? He is me and I am him. He is stronger and smarter than me, and perhaps only he can truly accomplish my goals. He didn't kill me immediately. He listened to my story and then carved a △ pattern on my arm. At this moment I understood what he was going to do. I took the seven-color bracelet he handed me, put it in my pocket, and held it tightly in my hand. "That's a pretense card." He told me briefly what I needed to do. When I went downstairs, I asked him: "Can you fulfill my wish for me?" He slowed down a little and said softly, "I'll do my best." There was no guarantee in these four words, but I smiled happily. I know he agreed and really tried his best. Try your best. The moment I left the room, I took a deep breath and quickly got into character. I am "Ning Mu"! I was able to fool all the temptations of the boss and the second child. Thanks to my fifteen years of pretending to be normal and my understanding of myself, my performance this time was flawless! I was carried to the room by the two of them, and I looked at the gray sky, just like the scene during the final exam. Night Breeze.: My story begins with that weather, and it should end here. The second child asked me to look at the ceiling, and I knew they were going to do something. As expected of you, you are so cautious to do this trick in a two-on-one situation! I raised my head obediently, and it was all white. Severe pain shot through my body as the blade rapidly decomposed my body. I took out the bracelet and clenched it tightly in my fist, pretending to stuff it into my mouth. The boss quickly cut off my arm. I lay on the ground, covering up my violently beating heart. Dragging the remaining body towards the arm, he slowly climbed up. "After you die, let them see the bracelet." This is the instruction of another self in my mind. The vitality passed quickly, and my eyes were hazy. All I could see was that arm. Closer, closer. As long as I die next to my arm, they will open my fingers and see the bracelet! "Third brother, tell me... Is fourth brother a [substitute]?" The boss's voice sounded, but I was indifferent. According to what I know about my other self, if it were him at this time, he would be as determined as a rock and move forward unswervingly towards his goals. Even if you know you will die, you will never give up. The blade cut my calf, and I just looked at them sarcastically. Listening to the boss proudly talk about his findings, it seemed that all our plans were exposed. He is indeed very powerful, but there are still people who are more skilled. Dragging the remaining body, I was finally about to touch the broken arm. My mission is accomplished. Through the crack in the door, I saw him standing on the stairs. He still looked cold and showed no intention of saving me. I winked at him. This version of myself I had only been exposed to for a few hours. From the moment we first met, we were wary and suspicious of each other. We each had our own thoughts and plots against each other. But at this moment he is the person I trust most in my life. I selfishly handed over to him the burden that had been buried in my heart for fifteen years, hoping that he would see for me the scene that had appeared in my mind many times. It's a pity, a regret, a reluctance... It's true. But my life is never perfect, my life is never perfect, and I have countless choices in my life. They say there will be a revolving door after death. I do believe it now. I seemed to be back on the day of the exam again. Although I was excited when I saw the essay question, I still wrote it again and then lived my life normally. Or maybe when I was in Jindong Community, I didn't flinch in the face of the black rain, and then I survived with a bracelet. Or maybe just now, I chose to betray him outside the door and cooperate with the boss and the second child, so the result is still unknown. There is only one true experience among countless choices. I won't look back or regret. [Substitution] is pretty good. I always thought that this ability was awakened because of Lu An. But now I understand that I have to use my last life to complete a true "substitute death" for another self. Maybe this is my mission. I stretched out a hand and used all my strength to close the ajar door to prevent the boss from discovering his figure. Wanfeng.: I don't know what my other plan will be, but right now this is the last thing I can do for you. The sharp blade penetrated my throat, and the last trace of life disappeared. Ning, tranquility. Mu, warm. Did it turn out that it grew under the water of a pool of blood? I thought a little self-deprecatingly and slowly closed my eyes. Finally I can sleep peacefully. So tired... So tired
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