svetikya Chapter 536: A Very Dangerous Knife
Chapter 536: A Very Dangerous Knife
I hope it can be a little later, a little later!
The flow rate of dreams has changed a lot. At least I can feel the passing of time. Maybe now dreams and reality are infinitely close, 1:1?
Find me quickly, quickly!
No one found themselves, and when they woke up... No! They didn't wake up at all!
Suddenly I realized that I was still in an unspeakable dream...
Everything around here is fake, not the so-called truth, all of this is not, not, not!
He shook his head seriously, trying to shake out all the pain and despair, but he didn't wake up after a very long time.
The memories recorded in my head were already very long. In an instant, all the memories entered my brain. That was almost ten years of memories. He was really crazy, crazy!
How could a mortal body withstand such a long time? How could a mortal body face so many memories?
I stayed on the ground in pain for a long time, but when the stinging pain finally ended, I finally started to seriously recall the repetitive things that happened that day. There were too many memories, so I simply deleted most of them. There were some good things in the remaining part, but more of them were endless pain.
I want to change countless times, I want to wake up, I want to change this so-called ending, but I enter this difficult dream again and again. I will make up one dream after another, but it is not easy. I think everything is fine, and I finally think I can wake up, but when I close my eyes, everything will change again.
I want to wake up, but this awakening is too uncomfortable...
By the time I finally succeeded in mastering my memory, a long time had passed. I had more than ten years of memory, and it was incoherent. I directly injected all these things into my brain.
I used all this time to read and study, and I did delve into quite a few puzzles. Even if it was only for one day, it would be good to learn some theoretical knowledge. This is what I thought and did at the time. Of course, this is one of the consequences.
For these knowledge that need to be thought about, if a large amount of it is directly injected into the brain, it will make the brain feel like it is about to explode. Try your best to first draw out some of the knowledge, and then selectively forget some of the knowledge. At present, this is the only way. My brain capacity is not that huge, but it doesn't matter. Now even if it explodes, I can quickly repair my brain.
It seems like something went wrong, causing me to have so many memories all of a sudden. So what problem could arise?
When I opened my eyes, the world around me was still a dream world. In the real world, I would not suddenly end up in such a place.
I stood up, struggled a few times, and fell down again. In the dream, I always felt unsteady, as if everything in the dream made me lose strength and feel painful.
Just like in a dream, if you try to escape you will fall down, and if you try to fight someone you will lose.
What a nasty dream.
"Are you feeling better? I guess you're not going crazy, are you?"
The sound is the best lullaby. Just hearing it makes you feel like falling into a dream. But if you stare at the other person closely, you will find that the other person does not come to the appointment in the form of a god, but is a combination of the most harmless appearance in your mind. Dreams are a person's subconscious mind, and of course they can change at will in a dream.
"What on earth is it?"
"Too many memories injected at once, causing your brain to collapse a bit?" The voice seemed to be thinking, and after a while, it spoke again, "It's just an ordinary short-lived species, it really can't face too long a memory line."
"Who the hell are you? It's so uncomfortable!"
"Well, let me think about it. If I have to say it, do you remember the agreement between us?" Walking closer, he could vaguely feel the unspeakable black air on his body. It was like a part of the abyss, infecting his nerves, as if he was thrown into the water again. He hated the feeling of being immersed in water. Water is inclusive and makes people feel comfortable. It should not take his life.
"What on earth are you..." He continued to play dumb and delayed as long as possible. Since the other party had come to him in person, it meant that for the time being, the time difference between the two would not be too big.
As long as it can be delayed longer, it will be noticed soon. This is the only idea. Putting everything on others sounds very tragic, but there is no other way, right?
"Don't waste your energy. If you want to continue to drag it out, that's fine. But I will come back to you in five years. You can try living in a place like this for five years."
It means living for five years without a clear memory, in a place with a border, in a place where the same thing happens every day.
I have finished watching this episode, I have tried all the books I can read, I have known all the food, and most people’s past…
"what happened?"
The voice of the god sounded again, but the words he uttered this time were colder than anyone had expected: "I should leave now. Live here alone for another five years. Then perhaps you will learn to put away your claws and rebellious heart..."
"Wait a minute!"
This is the time to obey, not to argue: "I agree, I'll do anything as long as it gets me out of this damn place!"
"After I cut our contract, you can wake up from your dream. Of course, please find a suitable excuse and stab Morax with a knife..."
"Let me see the weapon you gave me first. I need to be proficient in using it."
"It seems that you have finally figured out what needs to be done, what should be done, and what can be done. Let's go. It's time for you to wake up. I will hand the dagger to you through your dream."
Finally I woke up from the bed, shook my head vigorously, and then looked at the dagger in my hand. First, I cut my body with it. The wound was absorbed by the dagger and it took a long time to heal. Is it not possible even with this method of healing?
As long as you can successfully stab someone, there will be some scars. The contract signed between the other party and you requires your success in not causing physical injuries.
Once you are injured, the wound will never heal. This dagger is more powerful than you can imagine. It is also more interesting and important. What invented it?
Look at the dagger and pull it very hard, try to aim it at your neck, and then cut it with all your strength.
The neck was cut open, blood flew out, and blood was splattered everywhere, but it did not heal, and he did not die. At least it had been drained out, the amount for one person, but perhaps he still did not stop. He frowned and forcibly tied the waterproof cloth around his neck.