Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

I have seen darkness, but I still choose kindness

The world kisses me bitterly, and I still repay it with a song[1]

The world inside the door is amazing.like rhapsody.

The huge intravenous infusion injection is like a street lamp, and the medicine bag is bumped with a red and unknown liquid.

I don't know if Jian Mingshu was shrunk down to a very small size, or the surrounding layout became huge, he looked up at the injection, his own size was not much bigger than the head of a needle.

"Score dimension?" He guessed subconsciously.

He seems to be standing in a psychedelic landscape, the huge blend of color blocks constitutes the whole world.Notes, music scores, trumpets, pipes, trombones, and violins were upside down wantonly in the air, and rows of music scores flew all over the sky, giggling and giggling.

Rows of medicine cabinets are displayed nearby, and crazy coffee cups are spinning and bumping around, scattering capsules and pills all over the floor.

An elongated capsule rolled over, he was even about the size of a capsule.

Where he can reach is full of madness, but the distant high medicine shelf is quiet and serene.

"Omeprazole, prednisolone, amitriptyline, clonazepam..." Jian Mingshu struggled to raise his head and glanced at the medicine bottle in the distance. Systemic abnormalities and possibly depression.

The tallest intravenous infusion drug on the outermost side is actually ketamine.This extreme method of killing one thousand enemies and harming eight hundred will only be used on extremely depressed patients.

No, bipolar disorder.

In the mess, there is actually a hood for electroshock therapy. Compared with his own size, the electrode pads are extremely huge, and the entire bed stands upright, making it even more upright.

This scene gave Jian Ming a sense of familiarity—the elements all come from daily life, but they are out of order and crazy, even not much different from the paintings of drunken painters.

It's like a cocoon world made concrete by the reverberation of consciousness.

If there is a huge monster or a tormenting monster behind the door, he may still be a little worried, but if it is the cocoon world that he contacts every day, his mood will relax a lot.

First reaction: Look at the palm.

No bloodstains.

Either the rules here are different from the cocoon world, or this is not a massacre cocoon world, but a puzzle-solving one.

The blackbird in the pocket flew straight out, stretched and expanded in the void, forming a familiar figure.

"——Heyou?" He recognized the familiar outline.

"Uncle Ming!"

"How did you..." He wanted to ask how you became a little bird, but he couldn't continue the question halfway through the conversation.

Heyou's eyes dodged a little, he obviously didn't want to answer.This poor kid has always had some bipolar disorder due to his troubled past, and if pressed, it is likely to accumulate negative pressure.

Jian Mingshu took his shoulders and didn't ask any more questions.

He found something wrong.

He was wearing a light blue hospital gown, while Heyou was wearing the previous clothes neatly. If he guessed correctly, this difference meant that the goal of the entire fantasy world was himself.

"This place should be similar to Cocoon World." Jian Mingshu held Heyou's shoulders and walked forward, "I guess, everything around is the daily life of the owner of the world, and there may be a key to solve the puzzle hidden in it—"

"This world is so strange." Heyou said, "I feel like I'm back when I was a child again—the house is huge, and everything is too big."

Jian Mingshu was stunned for a moment, then Mao Sai suddenly understood.

The ground shook.

From a distance came a few crooked people, or giants.If compared with the miniature concise and concise.

Dressed in the rags of an orphan girl, they came closer and closer, each step making the world tremble.Against the backdrop of huge racks of medicine bottles, syringes and IV drips, it's all the more spooky.

"Quick, hide first."

The two hurriedly hid behind a bottle of medicine.

——This was obviously useless, the giant orphan immediately turned around and walked straight towards the medicine bottle they were hiding in.

This world really came for me!If things go on like this, not to mention solving puzzles, it is even difficult to figure out the clues given by this world—their size gap is too large, and one step of a giant may be worth dozens of steps between the two of them.

"Heyou, cooperate with me..."

After finishing the order, Jian Mingshu quickly confirmed: "Heyou, do you understand?"

"Understood! My geis is to guide you, Uncle Ming!" Heyou smiled mischievously at him.

In fact, Jian Mingshu didn't quite laugh.He could sense that Heyou was also forcing a smile.Everything in this fantasy world is so poignant and familiar, it even burns my heart.

He has seen He You who went into a state of stupor due to deep depression, and He You who went into madness because of anxiety and impatience.It was he who rubbed Heyou's hand little by little and talked with him; it was he who tied him up regardless of the other's beating, and pushed the tranquilizer on his forearm.

Everything in this world can be felt by him, let alone He You who has experienced it personally.

The trembling footsteps of the giant orphan girl were close at hand, and he quickly and carefully examined He You, for fear that he would have any accumulation of pressure.

The other party noticed his intention.

Actually, Kazuo wants to be treated normally.Being patient and careful everywhere, it brought him a strange sense of strangeness, as if he was really a... monster who needed special care.

"Please believe me." He You didn't say anything else, and gave Jian Mingshu a firm look.

Please believe in my worth, please believe that I can be like everyone else, please believe that I can control my negative emotions.

Jian Mingshu's hand paused in the air, and finally he patted Heyou's shoulder.

"Quick battle." After finishing speaking, he quickly ran out from the other side of the medicine bottle.

In terms of action alone, the miniaturized concise concubine can't outrun the giant orphan.

The orphan girl was getting closer and closer, carrying a huge syringe, and saw that the sharp needle was about to pierce his body.

The frenzied coffee mug spun almost unstoppably, knocking the Giant Orphan Girl to the ground.

Jian Mingshu didn't dodge or dodge, instead he saw the trend and climbed onto the handle of the coffee cup.

The constantly spinning coffee cup brought huge centrifugal force, he seemed to be hung on an extreme machine, and the force from the vortex almost tore him apart and threw him out horizontally.

He climbed into the cup almost by will and instinct.

After getting used to it for a while, just as he poked his head, the huge French horn came towards him, and he subconsciously shrank back.

The metal horn smashed through the rim of the cup, clattering and rolling towards the other end.Trombone next, then brass, clarinet—

He even suspected that the orphan wanted to throw an entire symphony orchestra over his head.

Just as this thought crossed my mind, the entire Steinway grand piano was overwhelmed.

The exquisitely crafted piano hit the ground heavily next to the rim of the cup, splitting into several pieces, and the black and white keycaps instantly scattered.

The coffee cup swirled crazily and went away quickly.He gradually figured out some patterns—it looked like a disordered spin, but it was actually a regular motion, similar to the spheres hitting around on a billiard ball.

Originally, he only intended to distract the orphan girl's attention, but now, he came up with a better idea.

The giant orphan couldn't keep up with the speed of the coffee cup, and looked around in a daze, showing a relatively static state instead.

With a bang, the coffee cup collided with the huge equipment as he expected, Jian Mingshu jumped up and grabbed the hanging wire.

He slammed into the border indiscriminately. Although it was painful, it was also part of the strategy.Jian Mingshu quickly adjusted his posture, pulled the long wire, kicked his legs, and the reaction force led him to wander towards the orphan girl who was facing him.

The giant orphan girl had just been attached to the electrodes, and she twitched on the spot, stopping in a twisted posture.

The wires carried him to start a pendulum movement, and he also used it to wander to another orphan girl, and once again subdued the rampaging giant with the electrodes.

During the journey, he kept marveling in his heart. It was supposed to be a harmless and convulsion-free electroshock therapy. Judging from the orphan girl’s reaction—this strength was stronger than 01:30.

Of course, he didn't know the real situation, whether the strength of the electrodes was so strong, or the subjective consciousness of the master of the world exaggerated the strength of the current.

Three.

four.

He was wandering in a world of fantasies, and for a moment he actually had some resonance.

This world is painful and distorted. There are bipolar disorder, orphans who force him to receive injections, and orphans who are related to him and force him. The huge workhouse is like a hell on earth.

But he has music.The musical scores floating around and the trumpet french horn make his soul pure and free, running around in the fantasy world without restraint.

Music is the only salvation for the master of the world.

While swaying, he saw Heyou, the little guy was working very hard, climbing up the plastic tube of the intravenous infusion. He was only one step away from the only stable medicine shelf at the top.

victory is in sight!

"Clonazepam!!"

He tried his best to shout towards the high place, hoping that Heyou could hear it, no, even if he couldn't hear it, he could clearly know what medicine he should take in the scene in front of him.

Just like He Yu himself, he opened the drawer and took the medicines regularly and quantitatively, day after day, year after year.

A heart-piercing sharpness hits.He subconsciously groped and touched the long metal needle.

Looking back was the face of an orphan girl like a mummy, she was holding a syringe, the sharp needle had already pierced his left heart.

The giant orphan girl viciously stirs the needle, making people feel that the heart and lungs have been pulled out in a mess.

He guessed right, guessed wrong!After he gave the hint, the giant orphan's reaction just happened to confirm his inference.

After entering the bell tower, his body shrank. At first, he thought it was the master's fear that magnified everything.Later, from Heyou's reminder, he realized that it should be - "Children".

A child with multiple physical injuries and bipolar disorder, whose mental world is frantic and confused, creates such an absurd scene.

In the whole world, the only peaceful place, that tall medicine shelf, is the antidote and the answer.

The orphan girl who obstructed them everywhere, frantically poked him with a syringe and hit him with a musical instrument, should be ignored, used drugs to maintain his sanity or sobriety, and ordered him to practice the piano—maybe it was for survival, maybe it was his only talent , this material is indeed insufficient, it is difficult to infer.

And the whole world of madness, like the appearance of bipolar disorder, is not depression, but the half of mania and anxiety.

And the shrunken, wearing a hospital gown, happened to be a "child", who happened to be the other half of the antidote.so--

Pieces of milky white round pills flooded the sky, and at the same time, a group of giant orphans quickly surrounded them, obviously becoming manic.

He struggled to grab a clonazepam tablet that rolled over his side, so large it nearly crushed him.

The needle pricked a few more points.

All the surrounding scenes became restless, and even the speed of the coffee cup was several times faster, crashing around crazily.

Someone grabbed his arm from behind—bad!

Jian Mingshu made a quick move and threw himself on the huge clonazepam tablet. He ignored it and immediately took a small bite.

A bitter taste spread in his mouth, and nausea almost burst out of his throat.

The world stands still and all the crazy stuff is stuck in place.

"Uncle Ming—was it successful?"

"Success——Heyou!!"

His joy didn't last even a second, and blood suddenly sprayed out from Heyou's mouth and nose, like a rag doll who lost his strength, he fell from the top medicine shelf and landed heavily.

"!"

What went wrong—what went wrong?

Obviously all these are intertwined, why did He You die suddenly? !

——"My geis is to guide you, Uncle Ming."

He suddenly understood.

He didn't know what conditions the other party promised to be qualified to lead the way, let alone why Heyou became a blackbird.But a sudden turn of events points to the rest of the puzzle:

The price Heyou gave was most likely his own life in exchange for the right to lead the way.After leading the way, it is equivalent to breaking the oath and dying.

He vaguely remembered that in Irish mythology, only dead souls would turn into birds, lingering back to their own world, looking for the footprints of their lifetime.

He should have figured it out.

"Heyou!"

Jian Mingshu broke free from the messy round pills, and ran towards the direction where He You fell.He didn't take a few steps when his ankle was bound by something and he fell to the ground.

The ground suddenly grew patches of thorns, like a boundless sea, instantly submerged him completely.Layers of thorns, like sharp knives, savagely pierced his body and penetrated his chest.Limbs and arms were penetrated in several places, forcing him to kneel on one knee, and even lowered his proud head.

The lungs were perforated, the feeling of suffocation came one after another, the sticky fishy smell rose up, and the mouth and nose were full of fishy and sweet smell.The blood gushed out along with the thorns of the thorns, irrigated the whole bush of thorns, and bloomed gorgeous roses.

No, this is not the end.

Orphans and drugs, maybe just the first trials.

In front of his eyes, figures began to sway uncontrollably, appearing layer upon layer.He couldn't even tell whether it was the auditory and visual hallucinations brought about by the pain, or the second trial given by the entire mad world.

"No one will come to save you." A female voice smiled sharply, "No one likes you. You are a disaster."

——It’s my aunt, it’s my aunt’s voice from a long, long time ago.

"If it wasn't for this tea house, he would have been thrown out of the house long ago."

"Who said it wasn't."

The men and women laughed mockingly, and the cold water poured over his head.

"You have killed so many people, and doing these jobs is not worth a single share of your sin."

The figure in front of him was distorted and weird, constantly changing.

"I never loved you. Adopting you is just a pastime."

It's Kunpeng, the familiar tone, it's Peng.

"If my last wish is to kill them, why do you save others? What kind of hero are you?"

She is the main god of a cocoon world, and her theme is revenge, but when she starts to kill, it is Jian Mingshu who stops her intention.

"There is no pure goodness in the world, extreme goodness is connivance, helplessness, or evil."

It was Suqiu, the main god of the twin cocoon world, she walked over step by step, with a bloody hole in her chest.

"You are late, you are late. Your salvation has no meaning, it can only satisfy yourself."

Zhong Mengtian and Qiao Lingling passed by him holding hands, Zhong Mengtian turned her head and stared at him with empty eyes.

"Think about how many lives have been carried on your body. Are you worth it? Are they worth it?"

In the blink of an eye, it was the figure of Youshu standing on the gray wall smoking pine cones.

"You saved me and let me stay with Baomeng. But you harmed Baomeng and let her go through life and death again and again—for whom do you think I disguised myself and followed the cocoon world again and again? She is my baby , not your tool."

Yingzhu's face was stretched out, her face was green and her fangs were long, her pupils shrank into a black spot. Now, she looked like a real evil spirit.

"I can't afford a scalpel. You make me stay in the hospital every day. I can't be a doctor anymore. You let me waste my life every day. Can you be responsible? Do you think I am happy? Do you think all this is reasonable? "

Changle tore apart Yingzhu's ghost, and more than a dozen scalpels came quickly, piercing Jian Mingshu's body.

"My parents treat me like a machine. How good are you? Have you ever cared about my body seriously, whether I am in pain, whether I am uncomfortable, whether I am happy or not..."

Half of the mechanical head rolled to the ground, it was Qinghua.

"My parents are indeed scum. They are ants in society, and they lived in a humble and insignificant way, but they are also my parents. They are dead, but you let me live and give me endless life. Do you think, you How is it different from a ghost?"

Tianshen adjusted his glasses with a cold expression on his face.

"You didn't take good care of me at all. Your caring can't heal my pain, and when you give me peace of mind, it hurts me even more. It's worse than killing me. It makes me feel like I'm a monster. "

In the end, it was Kazuo's voice.

There were many figures, and all the ridicules, ridicules and accusations swept over him, like an inevitable storm, sweeping him inside.

This is a nightmare... it must be.Otherwise, why is it so sharp and sharp, forcing him to face the questions he can't help avoiding.

Jian Mingshu fell deeply into the thorns, and all the thorns bloomed in his body. He had hallucinations, hallucinations, and all mental torture could not cover up the pain.

"You think your soul is pure and clean."

It was a blond little boy, small and pure in all the chaos and madness of the world, only those eyes.

Those are the eyes of the devil.

Jian Mingshu didn't know him, but he vaguely guessed the identity of this person.

Judge.black deer.In other words, he is the master of this cocoon world. "Druid" Bran.

"Actually, there are quite a few dark corners in your soul."

He stretched out his hand towards Jian Mingshu: "Come on. Come with me, don't imprison yourself anymore, and release your true soul with me."

"You...don't even think about it!"

The thorns were overgrown and immediately tightened him again.

Bran withdrew the invitation gesture, and the expression on his face became mean and indifferent: "Follow me to survive. I can give you the strongest geis and make you the real master of Samsara Town."

"……roll!"

He coughed up a big mouthful of blood, which fell to the ground, and huge flowers bloomed in an instant.

"—Strange. You obviously have a better choice, why bother to persist in such pain."

"Ah."

Jian Mingshu lowered his head, he was already covered in thorns, and he could even feel that his life was dying along with the blood in his body.

"You don't have to suffer so much. I said it earlier." The blond boy persuaded again, "Come on, release yourself, you also have evil, you also have hatred, regret, unwillingness, and self-blame, so many emotions and experiences , why do you choose to hold back and torture yourself. You can release it, if the world treats you harshly, then treat the world harshly."

Jian Mingshu sneered in a low voice.

"House of Horrors—you have courage. Workhouse—you showed hope. And now, you just need to take one small step, one small step, and you can come out of your shell and find yourself."

"Come on. Why do you have to insist on such a boring thing. Sell your soul, release your own nature-"

Jian Mingshu stopped talking to him.

His eyelids were heavy and his consciousness became confused.Vaguely, he felt that he was losing control over himself, whether it was physically or consciously.

"he can……"

Jian Mingshu's voice was weak, leaving only intermittent breath sounds.

"What?" The other party frowned, not understanding his words.

Jian Mingshu suddenly coughed violently, the torn wounds all over his body made him unable to breathe.

"He can... use the ocean to flood the earth."

He gritted his teeth and spoke a complete half sentence.

"Let...let...the sky disintegrate and fall into hell."

Bran's expression was extremely complicated. He frowned and had a sullen face, but there was an appreciative smile in his eyes.He was right.

Even though his clothes are ragged, even if he is burdened with thorns, and even the demons can't stop persuading him, nothing can erase his tenacious brilliance and hide his clear eyes.

"No amount of force can change...my, will..." [2]

Even with this sentence, Jian Mingshu couldn't finish it.

The medicine bottles and musical instruments floating around in the world suddenly collapsed, completely submerging him and burying him alive.

Black thorns quickly covered the pile of tragedies, and roses bloomed suddenly.

The author has something to say: [1] The world kisses me badly, and I still repay it with a song: from Tagore's "Flying Birds"

[2] He can flood the earth with ocean waves, disintegrate the sky and fall into hell, but no force can change my will: from the favorite "Aeneid" by Uncle Ming and counting sheep, which once encouraged mathematics Euler overcomes the pain of blindness and fights again, appearing for the first time in Chapter 72 "Ghost Flight"

Bran's story, and the other half, can't be finished at one time, and you can go back and watch it at that time

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Thank you for the grenade you threw~Thank you for the nutrient solution irrigated by NGC4038~

Comrade NGC4038, you should pay attention to rest. You often come to irrigate in the middle of the night, so you should go to bed early, otherwise you can see Uncle Ming, you can’t sleep well (Uncle Ming:...)

The same goes for the other cuties, I guess they are all back to work now, remember to go to bed early, don't watch it too late

Thank you for today's grenade, and I will talk about bipolar disorder according to the theme of the chapter.This disease has a nickname called "genius disease". It is said that the lucky ones kissed by God are easy to get. Linked to IQ, in fact, genetic and environmental influences play a greater role

Bipolar disorder, also known as bipolar disorder, is divided into two types. Simply put, it is mania + severe depression, mild mania + severe depression, and Heyou belongs to the latter.The symptoms of mania are not very prominent, just sudden hyperactivity; while Bran's situation belongs to the former, extreme mania + extreme depression.

Generally speaking, bipolar disorder is more difficult to diagnose and more difficult to cure, because mania and depression appear alternately, and are often misdiagnosed, either diagnosed as simple depression, anxiety, or schizophrenia or personality disorder. is bipolar disorder.This kind of disease is not only difficult to treat, but also brings great pressure to relatives around, and it is also extremely easy to relapse.It has a higher relapse rate than the hard-to-treat depression.

Physiological causes are now more recognized as brain organic lesions and neurotransmitter effects (catecholamines and 5-hydroxytryptamine).On the other hand, it may be related to childhood experience. Most patients will have related symptoms before the age of 18. Of course, many people will be considered "weird" or "naughty".

Now many people believe that different degrees of childhood abuse may exacerbate the formation of bipolar disorder. Most parents think that they have not caused psychological trauma to their children, but if they are strictly speaking, yelling to vent their emotions and forcing children to do things they don’t want Things you do, cold violence, etc., are all abuses. In fact, these situations are not uncommon.

Today's topic is a bit heavy, but I still hope that everyone and everyone around you will be healthy and healthy.

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Today's chapter was originally divided into two days

One day to solve the puzzle, one day to be buried alive (...), but my mother is like me, I only torture one day if I want to be tortured, and the two become one (proud

Uncle Ming: Mother...seems like she wouldn't bury her son alive...

Author: Ah, the wind is so strong, who was talking just now? ?

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Do you think it's okay to beat and count sheep?

what pace, tsk

Counting sheep and sheep: No, I think I should hit you (bright tiger teeth