Survival Paradox [Infinite]

Wei Chi stepped on the solid ground, his eyes were blank, his body swayed, and he was about to kneel down again.

But he knew that if he fell down, it would be impossible to get up again, so he held his breath, held on, and tore off the white cloth on his head, which almost exhausted all his strength.

He felt three fingers still missing from his right hand, so confirmed, hadn't gone out yet.

He heard someone yelling, "Oh! Mona Lisa!"

Mona Lisa?He thought in a daze, after all, this is Magritte's exhibition, where did the Mona Lisa come from?

He took off the white cloth covering his head and saw the situation in front of him clearly.

Sure enough, he returned to the art museum, but it was not the art museum in reality, but the art museum divided into different "cells" by the cube walls.

Now at a glance, the number of "cells" has decreased a lot. I don't know whether the people inside have come out or are all gone.

He was standing in front of the painting "The Therapist". The person in the painting had Wei Renjie's face and an iron cage on his body.

Zhou Yiyang's parents stood in front of them completely, and the wall between them disappeared.

Zhou Yiyang's mother exaggeratedly pointed at a painting and said, "Mona Lisa!"

Wei Chi couldn't see the painting from this angle, he moved slowly towards the couple, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where is the person who went in with you?"

He was covered in blood, exhausted, and had a high fever, so his complexion would not be too pretty.Zhou Yiyang's mother took a step back, and her husband also reached out to stop her. Both of them showed a bit of pampered and well-groomed dislike at the same time. The husband asked, "Sir, what help do you need?"

"I'm asking." Wei Chi cleared his throat, "Where's the person who went in with you?"

The husband was puzzled: "Where to go?"

The wife remembered: "By the way, my son...was Yangyang standing with you just now?"

Wei Chi was so burned that he was on the verge of falling, and the impatience in his tone could no longer be concealed: "Tell me what happened just now."

Maybe it was because his expression was too scary, the husband seemed to say something dissatisfied, but in the end he didn't say anything, the wife replied: "We don't know very well... just now the wall fell down inexplicably, and then a piece of it was built from the sky. White cloth, I feel that people are also falling down, and the surroundings are all black... and then the eyes light up again, and we are standing here again."

When she said this, the arrogant dissatisfaction appeared on her face again: "Don't be some performance art, right? I'll have to ask the curator later."

While she was talking, Wei Chi saw the "Mona Lisa".

It was indeed a "Mona Lisa", with the same composition, color tone, and techniques as the real one, except...

——Her face is Zhou Yingchun's face.

And on her forehead, there was a needle.

Zhou Yiyang's mother was still talking, but Wei Chi couldn't listen anymore.He was so burned that his whole body was floating, and he was almost unable to stand still, not to mention supporting such a big Shushu.

He suddenly had an idea, and immediately executed it—he wanted to keep reading.

Continue to look at these paintings, what else can be said about killing without blood.

Are you trying to drive him crazy with these things?

It's too contemptuous of people.

He walked forward step by step, and saw the next painting——

The fragmented Weiyuan...

The grandfather who was hung on the cross...

Become a rag doll grandma with seams on her body...

Although he was mentally prepared, his heart beat more violently every time he saw a picture.

Those portraits have some kind of magical power, expressing every scene vividly and shockingly, he even seems to be able to hear some sounds and smell some smells.

Suddenly, he thought of another possibility, and his body, which was almost melted, fell into an ice cave in an instant!

If the man behind the scenes is really "Wei Chi" from another world, if you think about yourself, you will know that these things cannot drive him crazy...

And "Wei Chi" should not do meaningless things...

So this is... threatening him?

He immediately thought of the huge words behind "Wei Renjie" - "Your end".

His end...will all important people be victimized?

Once again, he clearly felt that the line called reason was slowly tightening and was on the verge of breaking.

Zhou Yiyang's mother said so much and ignored him. Seeing Wei Chi drifting away like a wandering spirit, he realized that this man was full of hostility, blood from head to toe, and his own son He disappeared, and the more he thought about it, the more he panicked. He came over and wanted to grab Wei Chi, but when he stretched out his hand halfway, he was disgusted by the sticky blood on his body. Where did Yangyang go?"

Wei Chi turned a deaf ear and walked straight to the next "painting".

It seemed that it was not a real painting, but a mirror.

The bust is the size of a full-length mirror, trimmed with magnificent gold rims.

Wei Chi suddenly felt suffocated, and a huge ominous feeling crawled out of his heart slowly, attacking his limbs and bones.

Viewed from an inclined plane, there is nothing wrong with the scenery reflected in the mirror, which conforms to the principle of reflection and refraction.

But Wei Chi just felt scared.

He walked slowly to the front of the mirror.

saw...

saw...

own back.

Zhou Yiyang's mother followed him and wanted to talk, but when he saw the mirror, he screamed.

That's really... really...

So creepy.

Only the man was reflected in the mirror, but not her, nor the person the man was driving.But the man in the mirror is not the front, but... the complete back.

She stood behind him. From this angle, she could see that the man's back was exactly the same as the one reflected in the mirror.

Like two sheets of paper stacked on top of each other.

She rolled her eyes and passed out.

At the same time, Wei Chi felt that he couldn't breathe.

He couldn't hold on anymore.

Amidst the woman's high-pitched screams, he heard a "pop" in his head, and the thread broke.

He fell on his back.

Suddenly, eyes suddenly dimmed, and the world became pitch black.

Instead of falling to the ground, he fell into an embrace.

That embrace was cold and sharp, and it hurt him a lot, but it was extremely firm.

He vaguely saw a pale mandible.

It was Ji Jingzhe who became a "skeleton".

The whole body was filled with black air, and the black robe from the hood to the feet was windless and automatic.

Holding him in one hand, holding a sickle in the other.

There are still many living people in the art museum now, and all of them feel the weight of their shoulders, and it is difficult to breathe, so they can only lie on the ground.

The biological instinct told them that something had appeared. It was an ancient coercion that made them unable to raise their heads, as if the ancient slaves were lying in front of the sacrificial ceremony and did not dare to look up at the gods.

All the lights were extinguished, and the windowless art gallery was plunged into absolute darkness.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed across, and a hole was torn open in the darkness.

Ji Jingzhe walked through the Guangmen with Weichi in his arms and Shuoshu in his arms.

On the way, Wei Chi lay on Ji Jingzhe's shoulder, and he could still see the scene behind.

With the light of the "Light Gate", he saw a painting facing him, which was the one that Ji Jingzhe had just come out of.

The person on it was his grandma lying in a pool of blood with a big bloody gap across his chest...

After passing through the light gate, he has not lost consciousness yet.

He was already overwhelmed, fell backwards, and was embraced by Ji Jingzhe who was beside him, and then, his body lightened, and he was hugged.

He heard Yuan Qi's voice: "Hey, hey, brother Qiang, what's wrong with you? Come on, come quickly, come on—"

Then came the sound of chaotic footsteps.

He couldn't open his eyes, but he couldn't fall asleep mentally.He had a splitting headache, dizziness and nausea, and the sensory cells in his body seemed to be activated countless times. The light made him uncomfortable, the sound made him uncomfortable, and the pushing and touching of other people also made him uncomfortable...so uncomfortable that he wished he could die .

There seemed to be a lot of people around him, maybe the staff of the art museum, he vaguely heard someone calling for an ambulance, and someone wanted to pick him up.

He tightly clutched Ji Jingzhe's clothes, and desperately burrowed into Ji Jingzhe's arms.

Ji Jingzhe felt his movement, hugged him tighter, and brought him to a more secluded place, the chaotic lights, shadows and sounds around him gradually subsided.

Ji Jingzhe's voice seemed to be the only clear spring in this hellish world: "Is it hard?"

He felt Ji Jingzhe's hand caressing his face: "Persist a little longer, Chi Chi, the ambulance is coming soon..."

He was like a drowning fish, unable to breathe or make a sound.

He tried to speak, but couldn't make a sound or open his eyes.

Ji Jingzhe's voice trembled, even a little crying.He felt that Ji Jingzhe had helped his head, and began to kiss his face densely - forehead, bridge of nose, and cheeks, and then he felt water drops falling on his face, which were Ji Jingzhe's tears.

Ji Jingzhe kissed him over and over again, supported his head, pressed him tightly in his arms, and said over and over again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry baby... I'm late... I can't find you, the world inside that Too many... I can't find you..."

Ji Jingzhe's tears, like densely packed needles, fell on his heart, causing the exhausted organ to squeeze out the last bit of strength, allowing him to regain the short-term clarity.

"Not going to the hospital..."

He gripped Ji Jingzhe's skirt tightly, as if holding onto the last piece of driftwood: "Go home...I want to go home..."

Ji Jingzhe reached out to wipe his face clean.

"Okay, let's go home."

Ji Jingzhe hugged Weichi and walked out, during which time it seemed that some people came to stop him, but they were all forced to retreat by Ji Jingzhe's momentum.

When they were about to leave, two men wearing sunglasses stood in front of them and said, "Sir, the ambulance is coming soon, why don't you wait..."

Ji Jingzhe still walked out without saying a word.

Those two people only felt blown away by a gust of wind, and when they came back to their senses, Ji Jingzhe had already walked five meters away.

Sunglasses No. [-]: "What happened just now?"

Sunglasses No. [-]: "What is he?"

They were about to continue chasing, when someone suddenly came out and stopped them.

When they saw it, they immediately stood still and gave a military salute: "Professor Bai!"

With a smile on his face, Bai Yueguang chatted with them, and the matter of chasing someone had long been forgotten.