Chapter 1020 Medusa 9
My mind felt like it was being poured into mud, and my vision was getting dark. No one could accept that all of my journey was a lie? !
The people I met, the injuries I suffered, the blood and tears I shed, were all fake?
"Shen Mo, think about it carefully. There are so many teammates, why are you the only one alive?" Banshee sighed, "Think about it carefully, how could it be such a coincidence that I received a call from Wang Jingxian during the mission? She has never cared about her. My daughter, why do you ask you to pick someone up? Think about it again, why do you escape death every time? "
Shen Mo stood stiffly on the spot, looking stunned and saying nothing.
"Is it because you are extraordinarily smart? Or is it because you are uniquely talented and unparalleled? ...Neither." The banshee said in a very light and slow tone, "Every time, you get it right by chance and complete those tricky reasonings. , that’s because everything is your imagination..."
Because it is imagination, no matter how big the crisis is, you can survive, survive, survive!
Shen Mo's face turned pale and his eyes gradually became empty...
Is it true or false?
I don’t know if my legs and feet have been bitten by a snake, but they seem to be unconscious... How to distinguish between truth and falsehood...
Dark and slender snakes climbed up, one after another... entangled his legs, climbed up his waist, slid across his chest, wrapped around his shoulders, and bit his neck...
The cool and soft snake body, the sharp and stinging fangs...
Are these feelings real?
The banshee sighed not far away, "Wake up quickly... Don't you understand that this world is basically your imagination, and the people around you are all made according to your preferences. There are actually some hoodlums in the streets. With a heart of justice, the elderly will stand up to fight injustice, and the paranoid and rebellious girl will be tamed by you... These, all, are all your imagination!"
Shen Mo stood there blankly for a long time, then moved his lips slightly: "You mean... none of them exist?"
The banshee fell silent, and after a while, she spoke again: "I know you can't accept it, but this is the fact. You are indeed trapped in your own spiritual world."
He lowered his head.
Where did those snakes go? Why does it seem to have melted and turned into mud-like traces?
...What happened to the players around me? Why are they missing?
The space seems to be distorting.
The banshee in front of me is becoming increasingly blurry...
He stood in the mire...
The whole world seemed to be spinning.
The voice of the banshee echoed around, like the tide, constantly rising and falling in the ears——
"You have been an indifferent person since you were a child... Your parents are a family marriage and have no feelings for each other.
Your father is a romantic. He likes to travel and write poems, and he never wants to stay at home and make excuses with your mother. Your birth is just an extra family member for him, not the fruit of love. Therefore, the relationship between your father and son has been very distant over the years.
Your mother is a person who puts interests first. She gave birth to you and raised you, but she never paid attention to you. She paid more attention to the rise and fall of her natal family. To her, you were the one she had to follow in order to compromise with reality. The product of a union with a man I don’t love...
You seem to have a unique family environment, but in fact, no one expected you to be born into this world... No one cares about you, and you don't care about anyone.
Later, your mother passed away and you were handed over to your grandfather for discipline. Although you have excellent academic performance, your grandpa thinks that you lack enthusiasm for people and things, so he strongly recommends that you study in a military academy, because... this is a career that you can do as long as you obey orders, and it does not require any emotions. …”