Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

Peng Peng and the others went to sleep with Xiaojia, leaving Jiang Chen and Qianwu a clean night to digest what happened today.

"The third night of the tenth dungeon."

In the sound of splashing water, Jiang Chen seemed to hear a low murmur. He thought it was an auditory hallucination, and he didn't realize anything until he saw the hot water vapor form another drop on the opposite tile.

The sound of water in the bathroom suddenly stopped, and half a minute later, Jiang Chen came out with moisture on his head.

Sure enough, Qianwu was standing at the door.

Jiang Chen let out a sigh of relief, "I thought I heard you talking to yourself outside, what's wrong?"

Qian Wu turned around, the cat-fox mask was still on his face, but perhaps because he got used to seeing it these days, Jiang Chen didn't feel that it was against harmony, on the contrary, the mask made his black eyes more serene.The vitreous body is clear and transparent, so every trace of emotion is extremely pure.

Jiang Chen often feels that when judging an artist, the first thing to look at is whether the other party has a pair of eyes that do not hide dust, just like Qian Wu.

"I'm thinking about the nature of nerves." Qianwu's voice was frank and deep, and he handed the towel to Jiang Chen, "Do you still remember that sentence, only those who can no longer survive outside will enter nerves. You are probably affected I was implicated in the accident, but besides you, everyone who came here is indeed a bit abnormal in a sense, either completely eliminated in the nerves, or just so dark or crazy in the heart and the nerves fit, completely Stuck in nerves. For them, nerves are indeed a gift."

Jiang Chen wiped his hair with the towel handed by Qianwu, "Well, things are always multifaceted, and so are nerves. It's just that nerves may not have expected that there will be a third kind of person."

A person who has obtained self-salvation in the nerves and has never been addicted.

"Those who died desperately wanted to get out, and those who survived gradually no longer wanted to get out after living one copy after another. It was an accident of our nerves." Jiang Chen threw the wet towel back into the bathroom and gave Qianwu got a cup of hot water and asked him to hold it in his hand.

He walked to the table, took out a piece of paper from the pocket of the shirt he had changed before taking a shower, and flattened it, only the size of two business cards.

Qianwu turned his head to look over, and asked curiously, "What weird thing did you write?"

"Observation diary." Jiang Chen glanced at him, "Your."

Qian Wu was slightly surprised, "Mine?"

"Ah."

Qianwu couldn't believe it, "I've been forced to change clothes by dungeons several times."

Jiang Chen's tone was calm: "Then I have to thank my good habit of only wearing shirts all the time. These few dress changes are more formal, and my nerves may save trouble. My shirt has not changed."

Qian Wu was speechless, went up and pinched the piece of paper between Jiang Chen's fingers, Jiang Chen didn't resist, let him see it.

The font is small and capable, like the message Jiang Chen wrote on the bookmark when he was a student.

-He can't sleep, drinks heavily, and seems to be seriously ill.

-He hates Beelzebub, but sympathizes with Zhuang Zhuang.Trapped in ghost stories, the sickness on my body faded away.

-The Avici Hell of the Twins, this story precisely hits his aesthetics, although he can never admit it.

- Ah Jiu is another himself who is going to tragedy.He vented for Ah Jiu, and he vented for himself.

-He burned the painting again.Nervous crime, but this crime allowed him to remove the heaviest shackles.

- Tangquan Mountain is hot, he loses his temper all the time, but after healed, he is still as self-willed and difficult as he was when he was a child.

-Edmund and Douglas are favorites, I guess he would think so.Nerves really please him.

- He probably didn't realize how majestic and proud Xuanyuan looked when he unsheathed and flew towards him for the first time.

-Sensitivity is an unsealable monster in his heart.So is the pleasure of empathy.

Qianwu scanned the last line, his eyes trembling unpreparedly.

"Nine copies. You are different from all players. You came in with extreme indifference, so you did not experience a period of pure fear and escape. Instead, you were healed, began to enjoy, and gradually fell into decline."

Jiang Chen calmly pulled the paper back from his fingertips.

Qianwu took a deep breath, mouthful after mouthful, until the excess air filled his chest cavity.

"So I'm still gradually accepting my nerves." He said with some confusion.

"Yes."

"Yes and no."

Jiang Chen quickly corrected his answer, put the piece of paper against the inner wall and put it back in his pocket, "Your subconscious mind is gradually accepting nerves, but your conscious mind will only resist it more than when it first came in. Everyone has thoughts Yes, I will not allow myself to sink into the subconscious."

Qian Wu sighed heavily and sat on the bed, "Why don't you become a psychiatrist."

"I really want to." Jiang Chen said in a serious tone, "You won't forget, right? The person who tried to become Jiang Lu used to read books on neurology from time to time. There are similarities."

Qianwu was so angry that he laughed, "For example, using that textbook-like rationality to piss off clients and piss off patients and piss off boyfriends, right?"

Jiang Chen sat down next to him and laughed too.The two laughed silently next to each other in the dim room for a long time, and Jiang Chen suddenly said, "Give me an answer."

"What?" Qianwu couldn't keep up with his thoughts for a moment, "What answer?"

Jiang Chen thought for a while, "Human subconsciousness is instinct, and following instinct will make you happy. But human consciousness is thinking, and going against thinking will cause pain. In fact, until today, I'm not sure how to love you."

There was silence in the room, and they stared at each other.

After a long time, Qianwu said, "You love me, right?"

"En." Jiang Chen's eyes softened, and he reached out to rub the hair on the back of his head, "Got it."

At the end of the third night, all the clues and two potential ways to complete the task have been revealed, but there are still four days before the paper is handed in.

In the next few days, Qianwu simply had nothing to do, wandering around in various rooms in the house.

There are many traces left by previous players in the house, including some personal items.According to Zhong Liye's speculation, if the number of players in the first five groups is equal to this time, then at least half of the players in the previous group will die.

"Actually, I don't really understand." Peng Peng muttered while fiddling with Qianwu, "Sanwu and its five little partners should be bosses with equal status. One. Then they can’t be regarded as accomplishing nothing, why are they dying so miserably?”

"Maybe it wasn't caused by the random death mechanism on the eighth day, but the cannibalism ahead." Zhong Liye pressed his hands on his temples and let out a long breath, "Let's not talk about the predecessors, even if it was us, if it wasn't for Jiang Shen to calmly control In the bureau, Xiaojia and the others can be considered persuaded, and it is hard to say how many people will die."

"The exile we met this time is quite special." Qianwu's voice was calm, "Luji harms others only for her own bad taste, she is not greedy for heads, on the contrary, because she doesn't like this kind of nerve In accordance with the indicators, she deliberately suppressed the number of people and wanted to change places."

"The exile is dead." Peng Peng frantically rubbed his mask, "Hurry up and end it soon, I miss my face so much. I must rub my little face after I go out."

Qu Ying couldn't help complaining, "Please wash your face first after you go out."

Peng Peng murmured, "You're so particular when you're all on the nerves of life and death?"

Qu Ying immediately asked back: "Could it be possible to be shameless in your nerves?"

They quarreled again, and Zhong Liye immediately joined Qu Ying's camp to fight against Peng Peng. After fighting for a few times, Peng Peng was unhappy, so he had no choice but to rebel and help him fight against Qu Ying.

Qian Wu has long been used to this kind of plot, and slipped away while flipping through the drawers.

Jiang Chen was not there again.

The young marshal has always been decisive. After his rational analysis told him that there were enough clues, he stopped conducting meaningless searches.In the past few days, he always likes to make a pot of tea and sit in a room alone, tearing up paper and writing and drawing. He said that he wanted to analyze the nerve temperament more clearly in the copy before the review. Help Qianwu calculate the score of this dungeon in advance.

"I don't even bother arguing with you." Qu Ying rolled her eyes at Peng Peng and then at Zhong Liye, "Traitor, don't come and fight with me in the future, I know you're going to betray again."

Peng Peng patted his stomach, "Then stop fighting first, I'm hungry. What's for dinner?"

Qu Ying put down the things in her hand, "There are still plenty of ingredients, what do you want to eat?"

"Can you make buns?" Peng Peng asked, "I haven't eaten buns for a long time, I want to eat pure pork stuffing."

Qu Ying said: "Okay, come down and help chop stuffing."

Qianwu was in a trance when Peng Peng shook him back, "Let's go down and work together."

"En." Qian Wu stood up in one breath and said, "You guys go first, I'll call Jiang Chen together."

Jiang Chen has often been pestered by San Wu recently.

Qianwu saw a fake 'self' or 'Peng Peng' chatting endlessly with Jiang Chen when passing by Jiang Chen's gate more than once.Probably the people who can perceive the team are the most kind to it. It loves to grab and chat with them. Peng Peng Zhongliye and Qu Ying have both been caught, but only once each. It loves to pester Jiang Shen.

There is a kind of indifference in Jiang Chen that is incomparable to strangers, and this indifference seems to make him find it very exciting, and he will find Jiang Chen to "talk" every now and then.

But it never took the initiative to find Qianwu, not even once.

Even Qianwu carefully recalled that Sanwu only got along with him once, when it just unlocked the human arm.But strictly speaking, it was not Sanwu’s visit to him that time, because when Sanwu appeared, he was taking a shower in the bathroom, and the other party was just pretending to be him while Jiang Chen was away to feel the feeling of gaining mobility in his upper limbs. Didn't even expect him to come out of the shower so soon.

I am also puzzled, the boss in this dungeon has no interest in him at all, and all his heart is on Jiang Chen.

Qianwu went downstairs while pondering, frowning subconsciously.

To be honest, seeing a guy walking around beside Jiang Chen, he has a subtle displeasure, no matter if that guy is a human, a ghost or something else.

The few rooms that Jiang Chen stayed in two days ago were empty, today is already the sixth day, and the sixth night will be ushered in soon.According to the original plan, Qianwu will start painting during the daytime tomorrow, and when Sanwu comes to Jiang Chen again in the evening, he will give him a new human mask to completely fulfill his wish.

Jiang Chen also said yesterday that he euphemistically told Sanwu that Qianwu was a painter and that he wanted to give him a face painting, but Sanwu didn't seem very excited.

All kinds of things are connected together, as if there is always a trace of unspeakable uneasiness beating.

Qianwu pushed the doors from room to room to search, took a deep breath, and went through all the clues in his mind, so that everything could be deduced to point to their analysis again, so that he could barely break free from the secret anxiety.

Behind the kitchen in the corner of the first floor is a very thick small door. Inside the small door is a tea break room with only seven or eight square meters. A large window opened in one wall.

There was no light in that small room, and it was all lit by the natural light outside the window. Before pushing the door, Qianwu turned his head and looked out the kitchen window.

It would have been sunset by now, and if there were no lights, the room must be very dark.But he has searched for other rooms, Jiang Chen can only stay here.

Pushing open the thick small door, he stopped his hands in a strange way.

He approached silently, his ear lightly pressed against the door, listening to the voices inside.

Sanwu's voice is very small, and you need to be very careful to hear it clearly.

"Then it died every day. I watched a human stab a terrible knife into its heart. I hid in a corner and passed out with fright. When I woke up, the house was empty, except for some more humans. There was nothing outside the corpses. I had to seal those corpses in the bathtub and cry goodbye to the soul of Tiantian."

Jiang Chen couldn't help but ask, "It's just as empty as you, right? Do you still have a heart?"

"It was disguised as a human at that time!" Sanwu seemed to slap the table heavily, "Our body is indeed hollow, so the knife will die wherever it is inserted, but it just happened to be human at that time, and those people put it on the table. The knife stabbed into its heart! Can you listen to my story carefully?!"

"Okay." Jiang Chen sighed, across a door, Qianwu seemed to be able to imagine him pressing the bridge of his nose speechlessly.

"I'd love to listen too, but you've told this story five times."

"No wow! First time speaking!" San Wu screamed.

Jiang Chen said, "No, you told the death stories of your five partners once, but it was the same set of rhetoric. Except for the name change, even the particle words have not changed. And every time, it is the same. It ends with you fainting in shock."

Sanwu's voice weakened, "It's true. This house seems to be cursed, and we are all caught in this cycle."

It was quiet inside for a while, then Qianwu suddenly heard Jiang Chen's voice more clearly, it seemed to be raised a few degrees.

"So you haven't told me clearly until now why, you and your friends must pretend to be people to get rid of loneliness."

Three Speechless said for a while before saying, "To be precise, Xiaoxiao, Guaiguai, deer, lions and lions are all physical things, either mountain spirits, or small animals and plants. I liked him, but he was killed by someone for some reason. After his death, his obsession was still to have a good impression of human beings, so he became something that is neither a ghost nor a monster. But I am different from Tiantian. In fact, Tiantian’s name was changed later. The body of the body is also the three no. The meaning of the three no is that there is no face, no body, and no bondage. We don’t know what we are, so we really want an identity.”

"Do you want to fully possess the identity of a human?" Jiang Chen asked.

Sanwu hummed, and then said after a while, "Not exactly, I want to be bound, so I want an identity, it doesn't matter if I am a person or not. Just like Tiantian, although he worships gods the most, it doesn't have to be a god. , it just wants a bond."

Sanwu suddenly stood up, "I seem to feel that someone is coming, this room is too closed, my intuition is not accurate, let's take my leave first, let's talk later."

"Wait." Jiang Chen called it to stop.

Qianwu put his ear on the door, and heard Jiang Chen say in a low voice: "I have a question."

"Ok?"

"You are close to human beings, and you are willing to chat with anyone who does not resist you." Jiang Chen said calmly, "Then why didn't you find Qianwu?"

Sanwu seemed to hesitate for a while, "You mean the one wearing the cat-fox mask, right?"

Jiang Chen: "Yes."

"He..." Sanwu hissed a few times, as if he was debating whether to say it or not.

Qianwu suddenly felt a very subtle tension, swallowed silently, and could only press closer to the door.

After what seemed like half a minute, Sanwu finally spoke.

"Qianwu...is he a human? Isn't he."

"I've always been unsure. You all seem to think he's human, but I can't feel a human breath in him."

The author has something to say: Little Nervous: He is not a human being, he is just my love Ba Liao.

A quiet little nerve slapped the floor angrily: Don't you have anything to say?Are you not jealous?

The floor said quietly: Don't be jealous.You're just a mouth freak.