My first reaction was that this is impossible.
What he meant was that I am the body in the mirror, and I am the Ning Chuan in the mirror
I looked at his smiling face with a compassionate look, picked up the infrared night vision device and placed it next to my eyes, and looked down at my hand.
It's clear at a glance.
The surrounding sceneries are all green and shining, including Yuan Zhi, who admires the changes in my expression. Except for myself, including the clothes on my body, they are all normal colors, just like their appearance under the sun.
It turns out that I am the immutable, rigid substance in my mouth.
I threw the night vision goggles on the ground and it was still unbelievable. How could this be possible? I have all my own memories, starting from an intermittent scene in my kindergarten, until following Li Yuanyi into Daxinganling, and then until this moment. , All memories are coherent, and there has never been any exchanged memory in my mind.
"The process of being exchanged is unknowingly, neither the original body nor the mirrored body will be discovered in the process of being exchanged." Yuanzhi seemed to see the doubt in my heart, "good intentions" added.
I still can't believe it. I think there must be some weird details in the matter that have not yet been discovered. How could I suddenly become in the mirror like this.
"Hahahaha, Ning Chuan, you didn't expect it, you certainly can't understand it. When I observed a person from the real world suddenly appeared in the team, I was so excited. I think this will be the best game for humanity. Great experiment!"
Damn. I looked at him fiercely, and he was human, are you the fucking Carnegie
But I have to say that he succeeded in disgusting me. He has always made me think that other talents are in the mirror, and I am the original body, and he constantly uses various methods to provoke my rejection of the mirror in the body. He wants me Time and again refuted the idea that "the original body should give way to the body in the mirror", and finally suddenly told me that I was the body in the mirror.
All of my seemingly sharp arguments were pierced into myself intact.
So now my question is, I am the body in the mirror, should I commit suicide for the living space of the original body
I am the easiest to put myself in place. The original body is me, and I am the original body. He definitely doesn't want to have one more himself in the world. Then the best way for me to win is to stop by myself.
"Oh yo yo yo..." The Northeastern looked at me triumphantly, "Did you figure it out."
I'm not willing to be played by him like this, and I'm still racking my brains to think about whether there are loopholes in all of this.
I am not the original body, I am the body in the mirror, other people are not the body in the mirror, and other people are the original body.
"How did you discover that I was in the mirror?" I asked him, but before I could answer, I said to myself: "In addition to infrared night vision, you can also use a method to tell whether a person is Not in the mirror. By the way..."
I was a little excited, "Left-handed, you can tell that a person is in the mirror through the left-handed hand, but me!"
"But I am not left-handed!" I said loudly, looking at him, hoping to see a trace of panic from his proud face, "this is an obvious loophole, I am not in the mirror! Because I am not left-handed! "
However, it is a pity that Yuanzhi’s mocking look on his face is even worse. “The mirrored world is not just a physical reversal of the body.” He pointed to his head, “There is also a reversal of the cognition of things. ."
I was stunned, I already understood what he was going to say next.
"Left?" He chuckled softly, "What is the left? Does it have a specific image? Which side is the left? This side? Or over there? The education you received from childhood is that this side is the left side, but in the mirror People think that it is the left side. So I think you are left-handed, but you think it is the most normal!"
He smiled and raised a hand: "This is my left hand."
I looked at that hand, in my opinion, it was a right hand.
I thought about the heart, the position of the heart, if we are not people in the same world, then our hearts will not be on the same side.
My heart is still on the left that I think.
He knew what I was thinking, and stepped forward calmly, "Come on."
I said in my heart that you are a big man who makes people feel so positive.
I first touched the left side of his body (the left side I think), repeatedly up and down.
He coughed and coughed, "Enough, let's switch to another side, it's all swollen."
I ignored him and moved my hand to the right side of his body (the right side I thought), very relaxed, there was a jumping heart.
Seeing the smug smile on Yuanzhi's face, I couldn't wait to take out his wolfish heart.
There is no doubt, our hearts are not on the same side.
This person is really a pervert with psychological problems. From the very beginning, I have been concealing, and have been concealing, is it Cao Aya from his mother's ancestors that he can conceal it
And listening to his tone, the initial motivation for doing all this turned out to be just for fun. It turned out to be just to do a so-called "humanity experiment" to see how I was embarrassed after I was beaten in the face by myself.
What I have to admit is that this experiment is quite in place. Although when I stood in the position of the original body, I promised to be strict, righteous and awe-inspiring, and I would never commit suicide. But when I stand in the mirror, I have too much to say.
In the final analysis, it is just one sentence, I really am Ning Chuan himself, why should I die.
This is indeed a philosophical question about killing oneself.
I don't know why a life that was originally an outdoor adventure wind fell into such a tragic situation. By the dark pool of water, I discussed the philosophical issue of suicide with a lunatic, and discussed it for a long time.
There is still no result.
Yuan Cao’s descendant, Carnegie’s successor, he looked at me with a full smile, and his disguise was stripped off layer by layer, from his silly mouth when he was a guide, to his normal image at the time of reunion, to crazy, to In the end, it turned out that madness was also in disguise. The final true image is the conspirator.
When you find a person constantly removing his disguise, you may never guess what his next skin looks like, but we can be sure that his last skin must be a conspiracy man.
Yuan·Conspirator·Zhi looked at me: "Okay, I didn’t plan to have you die now. I just wanted to see the difference between before and after you didn’t know it. You know what kind of one you just got. Status? You will be the initiator of human beings ushering in the era of the real world, and you are the waver of the tide of the times!"
I saw his sly look, and I cursed him countless times today, damn it. (End of this chapter)