latent syndrome.

Chapter 502 501. Image
The boundless wilderness is extremely barren, completely flat without any obstacles, and you don't need to worry about anything, just step on the accelerator.

The purpose of entry is only to plunder and pass through the meaningless quicksand, and what is poured into the ears is only sound waves.

The sand in this wasteland seems to have a very special effect, as if it can eliminate distracting thoughts in the consciousness, making people extremely calm.

Anonymous also fell into a state of letting go.

This feeling cannot be described in words.

It's like when many people were riding bicycles in their childhood, they always hoped that there would be an outrageously long downhill, so that they could enjoy this unscrupulous relaxation regardless of everything.

It seems to be that kind of downhill here.

For the first time since waking up, the nameless person felt a little freedom.

Completely empty.

This feeling.

very nice.

Gordon led the way ahead and drove towards the biker camp he mentioned. If you just look for the direction by feeling, it is impossible to find it even if you search for hundreds of millions of years in the boundless wasteland.

There is no reference object in the desert of thought, so there is no direction. We can only rely on the flow of wind and sand to distinguish where there are people and what is ahead.

Even if it is an extremely slight change, for an experienced speed driver, it can directly complete the extremely distant picture.

It's like electronic data.

Experienced programmers can self-generate concepts just by looking at binary numbers.

Although Gordon is far from reaching that level, he can also perceive which direction has a large-scale settlement based on the flow of the wind, and it is [-]% a biker camp.

It is said that in the wasteland, there are some speed riders who have wandered for endless years. As long as they pass through the wind and sand, they can even reverse the butterfly effect caused by the air flow caused by the locomotive, thus deducing what happened in the distant past.

Selene was also riding on a locomotive, recalling what was in the training manual for the searchers of the Tribunal. She remembered that there was a definite way to leave this wasteland, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

So she questioned Gordon.

"I don't know how many people fall in here all the time."

"When the teleportation array is down, this kind of thing is rare, but if the amount of the entire deep world is stacked together, it is an astronomical figure."

"Hasn't anyone tried to go back along that space crack when other people fell in?"

Selene asked.

"It's not like nobody's tried to do that."

"Everything you can think of has been tried."

"Everyone appears out of thin air, this is one of the most special places in the deep world."

"It can't be done."

"There are even lunatics who choose to commit suicide, trying to escape here by reincarnation."

"But this is where the underlying concepts are weak."

"It is the most able to attract the remnants of obsession to gather together, so it is just a waste of time to escape, and it also loses all the accumulated memories in vain."

"At first I heard that there is nothing here at all, just pure space, and nothing else."

"The reason why we have the current scenery is that all the desolate hearts that fell here have been transformed. Countless people and countless years have finally become such a wilderness."

In order to survive, Gordon did not hold back at all.

"The inner image of all people? These common spirits are united."

"It's just like……"

"Same as the Symbolic."

Anonymous judged so.

"Although I don't understand what the symbolic world you are talking about."

"In short, this is just a manifestation of pure desolation."

"The nothingness that can forget people's memories has turned into the scorching sun, and the wasted time of all the discouraged has turned into quicksand, just like everyone's heart, a completely barren wasteland that does not support anything."

"This is the desert of thought."

"If the symbolic world you mentioned is also a place where everyone's heart is reflected together."

"There must also be many people who are desperately eager to escape from there."

"Although each of us has forgotten our own essence."

"But one thing is for sure."

"As long as there are bonds and cages, people will want to escape from prison."

"No matter what kind of cage, no matter what the fate is, I will do my best to get rid of it."

"Unless they accept the facts like the discouraged, and are completely domesticated by barrenness or symbols."

Gordon is leading the way ahead, and it won't be long before they arrive at the biker camp.

Neither is the wasteland.

Or other places in the Deep Realm.

Anonymous has met many discouraged people, for example, Yijie Jinlan and Shu, they all gave up looking for the essence, and Numb lived according to all the conventional ways in the past.

Think carefully.

Anonymous doesn't know why the word "symbolic world" comes out of his mouth, it seems to be just instinct.

It seems to exist.

The symbolic world, the imaginary world, the real world.

In the deep world of the per capita psychopathic philosophy teacher, he faintly sensed something from Gordon's words.

Maybe I found my way into the sea of ​​memories.

But not sure before reaching the Tower of Eternity.

"It's coming soon."

"About five or six minutes."

"It's the biker I was talking about."

Gordon's eyes flashed, and he thought about it. He had to say that it was a big mistake for these two people not to kill him. As long as they arrived at the biker camp, it was time for them to perform.

He deliberately told Anonymous and the two about the wasteland, just to let them put down their guard. Many first-timers, after hearing these anecdotes, would think that the wasteland is a very romantic place in a short period of time. Pursue speed beyond the universe in the desert.

Actually it is not.

The blood here is so bloody that it makes people cry. Even if it is processed into a prop in the outside world, it will end happily. However, the old buddies in the wilderness who have lived in seclusion for a long time and are lonely and ill have become insane and perverted to an unbelievable degree.

This couple didn't know the simple truth of not revealing their wealth. If they were poor, nothing could be done to them. It's a pity that the two of them were so rich that they exploded.

When the woman was picking up the things from the handbag, Gordon keenly discovered that she even had a basic soul with an index of more than [-], which was simply heavenly.

At that time, I can only use the strategy of driving tigers and wolves away, fabricate a lie, and tell the leader of the speeding party that this pair of men and women are pregnant with treasures, and let him kill them.

Although I can't get a share of the pie, I can still get rid of the current predicament. Judging from the posture of the two of them, they have already been regarded as slaves by myself, and they must not go on like this.

It would be the best if both sides were hurt, and he could even swallow all the wealth and escape, even in the wasteland, he could live a life like a king.

Gordon kept his face on the surface.

Inside is already, fantasy time.

(End of this chapter)