Chapter 565

My name is bookers. 】

Yu Chi's spirit is connected with the reflection of the alien literati on the alien baby. Using the mind barrier technology, the name "Bux" emerges naturally. It's like reading a diary and writing it.

Foreign words are scattered in the diary.

Some are line by line and can be read coherently; some are just broken words, which are strange and strange, and it is difficult to know their meaning.

Yu Chi concentrates his spirit on those coherent sentences, and there is a sense of illusion shaking in front of him. It seems that something has happened before, in another world, another time and space.

Even Dr. karop said I should die as soon as I was born. 】

the more illusions burst out, the more anxious Yu Chi felt. Yu Chi tried to calm himself and get in touch with that dark force.

The barrier of mind is a self, which needs to be constructed by ourselves. Now maybe Bux is the prototype, or maybe that is the original story:

I am a deformed child, I was born without a rib, and all internal organs were weakly squeezed together No matter which Dr. karop looked at me, I would shake my head, and all the medicine they knew indicated that I should die. But I survived, not a day, not a year old, I lived old enough

My parents wanted me to die at birth, but they were afraid of desecrating the God, their beloved goddess of life.

All life is valuable, and all life is the precious gift of the goddess of life

Therefore, even the most deformed and abominable life, the life born of sin, should be cherished. No abortions, no infanticides.

Abandon a life God has given you, and you will also be abandoned by God

The fear and blind faith of gods imprison and drive them The more afraid they are of offending the gods, the more careful they are to take care of me Spend a huge amount of money, install external mechanical ribs Is this love? People say that love is conditional, a beautiful woman will not fall in love with a deformed person If there are so many conditions for love, is it still the so-called love, or the gorgeous disguise of other things

These problems, too many problems, have been haunting me.

Who am I? If I'm not sick, who am I? 】

in Chi's mind, it seems that if one cannot be restrained, it will be swallowed up by the barrier that has not yet been constructed.

This alien projection is distorting his mind

When Yu Chi opens his eyes and sees other people standing in front of different incubators, it is obviously not so smooth either. Lou Xiaoning's eyebrows are wrinkling, and uncle egg's face has become a little strange Everyone was fighting against their own alien projection, and no one stopped.

The mental support is the strong support of all.

Yu Chi is building a barrier while maintaining a clear self-consciousness with the mental pillar built by his love for archaeology.

Magnificent mausoleums, magnificent cultural relics, mysterious symbols and graphics

These love and pursuit are stable in Yuchi. In his heart, he can still tell who is Yuchi, who is Wang Haifeng, and who is Bux.

But it also made the connection between him and the Bux projection shake, and the picture of illusion flickered. The deformed man who hung up the corpse of Dr. karope on the broken bell tower was more and more blurred

Yu Chi gritted his teeth and concentrated his spirit on the sentence:

[who am I? If I'm not sick, who am I? 】

Bux?

When I was a child, I always thought why it was me. If I was not born with complete rib loss, if I was born healthy, I could run like other people, I could tell my favorite girl that I could have a different life

But The person who thinks about this kind of "if", it's me, the freak, Bux

If Bux had been born healthy, I would not have existed, never existed

That healthy Bux, perhaps full of charm, perhaps disdained, perhaps ordinary and mediocre

But in his mind, he doesn't have the emotions I have He doesn't have my experience, he won't understand me. Maybe he would treat people like me with contempt. He felt that such people were pitiful, no threat, no need to be on guard, unable to fight back, never coming out, weak

So, am I still bookers? Boox or me?

No, I understand not to It's the congenital total absence of ribs that makes me exist. Otherwise, there would be no me. If I was born healthy, I would not value my health. If I had not paid for my pain, I would not try to get rid of it.

Get rid of it? Healthy people should hate the pain of disease, but should I? I am raised by such pain

Disease is my creator.

At this moment, Yu Chi could hardly hold back the tumbling dark power, and his forehead was sweating.

If there is a little bit of cohesion in his mind, every bit is a bit of pain, but these constitute the self, Bux, and possibly Lin Jing, as well as other negative choicesThere are more sentences composed of foreign words, with more unknown meanings, like the thunder in the dark sky.

What has man cured? 】

[disease, in some ways, is not a sense of alienation 】

[disease, isn't it easy to separate people, we, you, we, you 】

[a plague can expose people who claim to eat love. 】

[why am I a disease? 】

[happy here, sad there. 】

[no solution. 】

[they fear us, they despise us, they hate us, they want us to disappear. They, we. 】

[twelve pairs of ribs were born as diseases. Born with bone, it's healthy. 】

[let the world return to its original form. They hate me, I hate hypocrisy. 】

[Dr. kalop, what have you cured? 】

[I've noticed you. 】

[now you are negative selection, just like us. You are born of pain, you feed on misery. This kind of taste will change you, you are no longer what you used to be. In your mind, you see yourself and others, all corpses. The stinky ones are obvious, and the ones that don't stink deceive others. 】

[Hello, Yuchi. My name is Bux Langdon. Welcome to the negative selection society. 】

several mental pillars suddenly vibrated violently, and Yu Chi's right hand burst into pain, and he suddenly pulled out of control from the baby's forehead.

His right hand was shaking, and he felt his fingers were all together, unable to stretch out, and deformity coexisted

He also felt something in his mind, tossing and tearing and breaking

"Captain Yu!" Deng Ximei came up in a hurry. Wu Shiyu made a gesture to make the old seal. Even Tong ye and other people across the surveillance camera seemed to feel a chill. The strange baby xiaohaifeng in the incubator burst into tears.

"I, I Fortunately... " Yu Chi's voice was hoarse. Although some slight cracks were made on his mental support, he could still stand up for the time being.

And there is a layer of spiritual barrier, built up Ready to move, still suppressed

The strange sentences were engraved in his mind like inscriptions, but he didn't know all the meanings.

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