"The monsters outside will only get worse and worse, and maybe they will fight each other. I plan to hide here until the end." Dong Zheng looked directly into her eyes, and the invisible tentacles condensed into the spirit quietly approached the woman, but not to start attack.
Murphy's appearance gave him new ideas. Can he use his own spirit to secretly interfere with other people's thoughts like that
He doesn't need to be as powerful as Murphy, and even as long as he adjusts the other party's emotional and mental state to a certain extent, he is satisfied.
The abilities of the spiritual department are all the same in a sense, the difference lies in their respective limitations. After seeking Fu Zhe's consent, Dong Zheng explored his spiritual world at a shallow level, seeking ways to make his own progress. In Dong Zheng's eyes, Fu Zhe's spiritual world is also a core. The illusions he created are virtual models composed of countless data, but they cannot explain the mechanism of his hypnosis.
When Fu Zhe entered Dong Zheng's core, he could only see the firewalls, information highways, shielding fields and other facilities that had already been formed, but he could not detect the more basic data factors, let alone manipulate them.
The tentacles touched the woman lightly and sank into her head. Dong Zheng soon discovered that she was more fearful than hostile.
She is afraid of herself.
He is a young and strong man, and he doesn't know how to directly open the door that was closed. In this dangerous world, the unknown is the most terrifying.
"My name is Dong Zheng, and the circus I entered with my teammates was assigned to different venues." The room was very complete, because it was prepared for evacuation, and there was sufficient food and water. Dong Zheng pulled the chair beside him He sat down and bent over to look for the medicine box in the cabinet, expressing his attitude with practical actions.
The woman saw that he had left behind her. Although she knew that she would definitely not be defenseless, she felt relieved a little, "My name is He Xiufang."
"Sister Fang." Dong Zheng called her, he successfully found the place where the medical supplies were, and unscrewed the lid of the iodine to disinfect his wound cut by the glass, "If there is no accident, I should not Will get out of the room, hope you don't mind."
He Xiufang snorted and sat on the other side with Dong Zheng at a distance. Dong Zheng dealt with the injury on the next door and the back of his hand. He couldn't see the situation on his face, so he put the iodine and cotton swabs aside and said, "Come on. When I searched for some information, this house is specially built to protect the core members in the event of an accident, and it is very safe."
Dong Zheng had a lot of Murphy's blood on his body, and he looked terrifying. He Xiufang looked at him, and his frowning brows gradually stretched, and suddenly asked, "Do you want me to help you get it?"
The other party also began to show affection, and the atmosphere finally eased. Dong Zheng had no reason to refuse. He nodded and handed the iodine wine and cotton swab to He Xiufang: "Then trouble Sister Fang."
He Xiufang used a cotton swab dipped in iodine to wipe the small wounds on Dong Zheng's cheeks. She was able and careful in her movements. She obviously did not take care of others. The middle-aged women had thick calluses on their hands that had been doing housework all year round. It was even bigger than that of a man in Dong Zheng. Although the chap made by washing clothes healed, it also left scars that would not fade away.
Since Dong Zheng's stepmother, Su Daijun, married his father, except for occasional cooking, she has never touched her fingers. All housework is done by a nanny. The nanny who took care of Dong Zheng when he was born also has such hands.
A pair of typical hardworking hands.
He Xiufang's skin was tanned due to lack of maintenance, covered with dark spots, and her gray hair was a little disheveled. No matter how you look at it, she was the kind of woman who was responsible for the family and gradually grew old in obscurity.
But her eyes were sober and determined, and she wiped the blood from Dong Zheng's face little by little.
"It was wiped out by the glass?" She stood in front of Dong Zheng. Due to her height, Dong Zheng raised his face just to facilitate her smearing.
"I was targeted by monsters in the administrative building next door, so I could only break through the window to escape." Dong Zheng glanced over He Xiufen's shoulders, staring at a point on the ceiling, but he was actually doing two things, talking to Murphy in the core.
"You can't go to that place." Seeing the other party, she was about to walk to the pure white area in the center. Dong Zheng stopped her without saying a word. In the center, there was a reflection of Cui Zuojing's existence in his core. It is good to have an agreement with Murphy, but even if there is a one in ten thousand possibility, the other party cannot be exposed to things that may damage Cui Zuojing.
He couldn't really trust Murphy after all.
"Okay." Murphy shrugged and stopped. "Now you'll be safe as long as you don't go out and run around. It just so happens that I'll rest for a while."
After saying that, Murphy's figure slowly disappeared in front of Dong Zheng. The data flowed endlessly. Running past him, Dong Zheng frowned, and when his mind moved, he came to the pure white area in the center.
Arabidopsis has grown a lot since it first appeared, and the tiny white flowers at the top have been blooming, looking very energetic.
After confirming that Cui Zuojing was in good condition, Dong Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. With the strength of a young man, there shouldn't be anything hard to live with him, let alone a place for clowns.
He reached out and touched the small oval leaf, and the grass trembled slightly.
"Okay." He Xiufang threw the cotton swab into the trash can, "I got the broken glass for you too, it's best not to get it wet."
"Thank you." Dong Zheng sat down again, the room was very good in terms of earthquake resistance and sound insulation, and he could still feel the movement from the outside.
Maybe ten big monsters have already fought. After three days, they can still see their bodies outside.
What is the clown doing
He Xiufang looked at Dong Zheng. Dong Zheng changed into the uniform left by the prison guards in the guard's dormitory. He was more than 1.8 meters tall, and his body was very strong. The guard's blue shirt and black pants On the body, it is full of heroism.
"How old are you?" He Xiufang had been living in the most remote countryside before coming to the Pure White Realm. She had never seen someone as extravagant as Dong Zheng. At first glance, she was not in the same world as her. After the hostility and vigilance gradually diminished, she couldn't help but feel a little curious.
"Twenty-seven years old." Dong Zheng was also willing to chat with her to find out about the situation, and said, "How about you?"
"I'm fifty-three." He Xiufang couldn't help sighing, "Why did you come here at such a young age?"
"Traffic accident." Dong Zheng saw that He Xiufang was wearing a red rope on his wrist, wearing a small round iron plate with Chairman Mao's portrait printed on it. He realized something and asked, "Sister Fang, when you came in, it was real. How old is the world?"
He Xiufang said: "In 1969, I have lived here for almost ten years."
Dong Zheng was a little surprised by that year. If He Xiufang was fifty-three years old in 1969, wouldn't he have been born at the beginning of the last century
This time is not right.
He Xiufang came here in 1969 and spent ten years, but he entered in 2018, and it was only a year here.
So if they are lucky enough to leave the pure white world one day, what kind of world will they return to
After Cui Zuojing spent three years in the Pure White Realm, the reality is only half an hour has passed. Does it also mean that if he goes out with Linhai, he will wake up in the hospital bed within a few hours after the accident
In this case, does he and Cui Zuojing really live on the same timeline? Will he wait for him to find Cui Zuojing outside, but the other party has not come into the pure white world again and meet him
Dong Zhengxiang's scalp is numb, time has always been the most mysterious thing, and even Cui Zuojing, who has the power of time, can't comprehend the mystery well.
What would they do if their time was staggered
Soon Dong Zheng realized that he seemed to think a little too much. Whether he could get out successfully was another matter. Instead of worrying about the future that he might not be able to reach, he should focus on the present.
"I'm surprised, I know you young people should all come here from the future." He Xiufang smiled and continued: "I have lived here for a long time, and the people I met at the beginning are basically gone, only I am the only one left, and we have also talked about real things, it seems that the timing of each other's coming in is not the same, I have seen the earliest one who came here in the late Qing Dynasty, and he died on the way to escape."
Dong Zheng put down his doubts and said with a slight smile, "Sister Fang, you are older than my great-grandmother in terms of seniority."
Thanks to the education and character he received since he was a child, Dong Zheng has always been polite and polite when dealing with outsiders, not to mention that his face can easily capture female compatriots from the age of eight to eighty, so the two let their guard down, Chat slowly.
He Xiufang obviously wanted to talk to people, and now that she found someone who was willing to listen to her, she said a lot without knowing it.
Dong Zheng learned that she had been living in the western countryside. From birth to death, the furthest place she had been to was selling eggs in the county seat. He Xiufang gave birth to seven children, three of whom survived. She has helped her since she was sensible. She worked at home, and after she got married, she worked day and night until she was so sick that she couldn't get up again.
The tragic fate of women in the old era was vividly reflected in her, but in retrospect, He Xiufang didn't feel too sad. After most of her hard work, she experienced an unprecedented new life in the pure white world.
This can be said to give her a new life.
"But I have always been worried about my youngest doll. She is a female doll. She has been having fever since she was born. At first we thought she would not survive. Later, when she grew up, she fell ill again and fell on her legs. At the root of the disease, I was as thin as a reed stalk, and there was not much food at home at that time, so I could only secretly feed her an egg in the woodshed without telling the other children."
Speaking of her most beloved young daughter, He Xiufang revealed the ramble of a middle-aged woman at this time, "I took her to the county town once, and she especially liked a white dress, and she didn't tell me if she knew she had no money at home. , very sensible."
"By the way, I asked the gentleman in the village who has read the name, and asked him to help." He Xiufang said, "Her surname is Zhao, and her name is Zhao Mofei, isn't it very nice?"
Dong Zheng's head banged.
He Xiufang was still talking, but Dong Zheng could no longer hear her words. He had inconvenient legs, a thin body, a girl in a white dress, and the exact same name, all of which made him feel extremely shivering.
He never said anything about Murphy to He Xiufang, and from He Xiufang's account, the other party didn't notice anything wrong at all, as if such a child really existed in her past life.
When was He Xiufang "infected"
Dong Zheng finally realized that this self-proclaimed Murphy consciousness is probably an extremely dangerous meme.
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