Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 391, please open your eyes at dawn
Song Qingci said, "It doesn't matter if it hurts. You said before that we are conscious bodies, and our habits of thought determine our senses. Most people think that being hacked will hurt you to death. It's because of the fear of pain. I magnified my own sensory experience, and in my thinking habits, this kind of pain doesn't matter, so it doesn't matter, but I can't bear it even after a few extra knives."

"Because our previous cognition told us that the real human body can't carry so many knives, so the conscious body can't hold it either, right?" Lin Anluo understood her words, and tried to extend her thoughts, "Then the girls who died in this game, based on self-knowledge, thought that after being killed, they died in the true sense, and turned their conscious body into a dead state and closed it up?"

Song Qingci's body moved, as if turned sideways, staring into her eyes in the dark, although neither of them could see each other, they could feel each other's gaze, "Do you know what will happen if this happens? "

"If there is no problem with the body but the consciousness dies, it will become a vegetative state." Lin Anluo said.

This is the result of the system telling her that if her mission fails, Su Mu will become a vegetable, and she herself will die in a real sense.

"Did someone tell you?" Song Qingci said softly.

"what?"

"you know too much."

Lin Anluo's voice contained the self-confidence she had gradually achieved after traveling through several worlds, "I think this is a good thing."

And after Song Qingci's point just now, she felt that she seemed to have figured out something again, which was the key to her completing the mission in this world.

The two of them just sat on the ground and counted the bells until dawn. When the light reappeared, they even covered their eyes a little bit glaringly.

The living room, which should have been a mess during the fight last night, was no different from yesterday before dark. The door was locked, the table was well placed, everything on it was restored to its original state, and there was no knife on the sofa. Even Song Qingci looked completely uninjured.

There was only a knife on the ground, and Yang Jing's throat was cut open by the knife, and blood flowed all over the floor.

"Our house has been refurbished." Lin Anluo whispered, "It should be to erase the traces of the black swan."

Song Qingci stood up, and instead of looking at Yang Jing, he directly opened the door, stood in front of the voting machine and said to Lin Anluo, "You vote first."

The first person to vote will not become the next white swan. Song Qingci always likes to give up the hope of life to others, like a big sister.

Lin Anluo smiled, imitating her mantra, "It doesn't matter. Compared to being a target, I don't want to be a chosen black swan."

But Song Qingci just looked at her and refused to vote. Lin Anluo had no choice but to obediently write 29 on the ballot and put it into the voting machine.

Doors in the town opened one after another, and girls with various expressions of nervousness, curiosity, and numbness came out of the house.

"Who's not here?"

"Is someone's roommate missing?"

"I think yesterday's reminder might have mentioned number 3, have you seen number 3?"

Lin Anluo stood at the door and said blankly, "No. 3 is with me, she was the white swan last night."

A group of girls flocked to her door, screamed one after another when they saw Yang Jing died, covered their eyes and walked away.

(End of this chapter)