The second offering.
Ye Ming.
In the Notre Dame Orphanage, he stood in a corner away from the crowd, looking at the laughing and playing peers with confusion and contempt.
Ignorance, childishness, naivety.
Those words appeared in Ye Ming's mind, which was equally immature.
No one will understand Ye Ming, and he does not need their understanding. Everything in the world seems dull, except for the few books in the orphanage that no one cares about.
In the world of knowledge constructed by words, Ye Ming felt that he had become enriched and powerful.
But that feeling didn't last long. Soon, all the books in the orphanage had been read.
The world became dark again, and the people around him lost a little life in Ye Ming's eyes.
They will mechanically repeat meaningless things, pursuing sensory stimulation that hurts themselves, which is sad and stupid. As for Ye Ming himself, he felt that he was trapped in a cage, working with the walking dead, trying to resist their corruption and intrusion every moment.
get away.
Ye Ming wanted to escape.
It was as if a being in the dark responded to his prayer.
After completing a set of tedious arithmetic problems, Ye Ming saw a group of well-dressed middle-aged men and women outside the window. They looked at him and smiled with satisfaction.
When leaving the orphanage, Ye Ming turned back and took his first look at the Notre Dame Orphanage.
That time, he finally remembered those people. Lu Fuyuan, the good old dean with a vicious appearance, Gu Xinyi, a female teacher who is a bit educated but has a low IQ and is often teased, Zhang Xiao, who has no brains and is actually called a teacher, and Liang Fan, who seems to be studying psychology but could be a school doctor. The strange girl who entered the orphanage was inexplicably noticeable... It seemed that in his memory, he had never seen the girl's back.
Ye Ming originally thought that things would be different in the future, but the middle-aged couple who made the mistake of telling Dr. False also told him so.
But when he read through the collection of books at home and found that other books just repeated the knowledge he already knew, the world became boring again.
Finally, Ye Ming returned his exploratory gaze to his home. The eager eyes of the other couple made me feel disgusted. Even if I alienated them, I couldn't stop them from getting close to me. Ye Ming knew that they hated not only themselves, but also their own brains. What's funny is that they don't even know it.
The children and teachers in the school are as stupid and ridiculous as in the orphanage.
What a boring world.
It's so boring that everything seems unreal.
The piercing pain in his left arm made him feel reality and allowed him to see the light that he could not understand.
No one else can see it
Sure enough, he is special.
The chaotic and terrifying will shrouded Ye Ming, and in it, he saw more things.
Profound knowledge, phenomena that cannot be described in words, even if infinitely terrifying, are also ecstatic.
Does God really exist? The world is indeed not as written in the book.
Much more? If I came, more people would benefit and the abominable stupidity would stop.
Fear, trembling, his soul was twisted by that great and distant will, which seemed to want him to surrender.
Could it be possible, why did he seek to refute his mistake
Only in that kind of world can everything have its truest appearance.
Is that what makes sense? He will gain the ability to understand more knowledge, and they will evolve as a result and be ashamed of their stupidity. Is that a great cause, and he is also great if he takes action for it.
So…
Sincerely wish, your country will be blessed.
The low and deep sound crushed the conceited soul, and ecstasy and fear were intertwined with each other, like the spiral of life, rising to infinite dimensions.
Jiang Cheng's will was hit hard again. Fear and madness penetrated into the soul like an electric drill, trying to disintegrate the core of the soul. However, he couldn't stop it, couldn't even ask for help, and was still going crazy with the chaotic will in his mind.
The third offering.
Jiang Cheng once again experienced a miserable life. And among those memories, a unique memory always lingers in my mind.
He saw a strange girl walking alone in the deep and dark corridor of the orphanage.
When she turned around for the first time, Jiang Cheng saw a pair of familiar yet unfamiliar eyes. It was as bright as a gem, but deep inside was sadness and incomprehensible emotions.
Who is she
Jiang Cheng's seemingly never-ending madness came to a halt, and confusion arose as a result. Deep in my consciousness, there was a voice telling me that I must remember the wrong person. Jiang Cheng was puzzled and unconsciously fixed the picture in his mind. The crazy wave of consciousness was isolated by a more determined force.
Gradually, a glimmer of understanding came to Jiang Cheng's mind, and he called out the name with a trembling hoarse voice.
"Chu, Xue, Sakura!"
The voice was weak, but it seemed to contain powerful power, and even the black cocoon surrounding Jiangcheng trembled. Just as the black material was loosening, the clear light that had been lingering in the ring finally found a crack and penetrated into Jiang Cheng's mind.
In an instant, Jiang Cheng felt as if time had frozen. All the frenzied will still existed, but it no longer impacted his brain. And his own will gradually recovered under the illumination of clear light, and his ability to recognize and think finally returned.
"Is there somewhere there?" Jiang Cheng finally asked the question in horror.
The black inexplicable substance still enveloped Jiang Cheng, and he also guessed the answer in his memories.
"The will of the ancient god? No, if it is the pure will of the ancient god, he no longer exists. Wrong, then the information in the summoning ritual! He is misleading that information, so the memories of the victims of the ritual appear now In his mind. And the information about the ancient god's ritual is trying to occupy his will."
Jiang Cheng didn't come to that conclusion out of thin air, but after receiving countless information, Dong Consciousness summed up the answer. If he wanted to retrace his thinking process, he was afraid that the complex information would distort his newly recovered consciousness.
Fortunately, Jiang Cheng didn't do that. Because a message that seemed to be a voice attracted his attention.
Jiang Cheng seemed to hear the sound of space shattering again. The sound penetrated the black material without any hindrance, skipped the eardrum, and was directly transmitted to his brain.
"What happened outside?" Jiang Cheng began to struggle, trying to get out of the black mass.
To Jiang Cheng's surprise, he escaped easily. The black substance in the middle suddenly split into tentacle legs again, quickly unfolded as if frightened, and shrank into the vortex, allowing Jiang Cheng to escape from it. The scene that Jie Donglai saw shocked him, and he began to understand the reason why his legs were separated.