latent syndrome.

The lame boy broke out in a cold sweat, and screams came from the two floors below from time to time. He drew the curtains and closed the windows to silence the sound, so as to calm himself down.

The Nameless stared at this strange thing that could not be destroyed by power, and fell into deep thought.

"Obviously."

"Truth is a thing beyond three."

"Its opposite."

"This thing also surpasses three."

"But since it can be described by you, it is also logical."

"But due to insufficient computing power, it cannot be interpreted."

"As long as you have enough computing power and dissect all knowledge types, can you get the truth?"

Nameless only felt a headache.

"Not really."

"The reason why it surpasses three."

"When you dissect, the knowledge you get will also produce knowledge."

"Truth is invisible."

"All you can get is falsehood."

"The fallacy is also invisible."

"Because you can't use truth as a reference, you can't know what is false."

"Hold."

"Welcome to the deep world."

"It's all fucking crazy people, all covered in madness."

"Everyone wants to find their own essence, but they don't know what to look for, and what to do after finding it. It's so fucking sad."

Laizitou continued to inhale the powder formed by crushing the soul of consciousness to calm his mind.

"The fallacy is invisible?"

"Then how can this thing materialize?"

The more the lame head said, the anonymous person also had some fear of the black aggregate.

"How the hell do I know?"

"Probably so."

"You know that there are some people who have unparalleled wisdom and can break through the shackles of the three, but died violently because of their great power. What they left behind, the wisdom of the ruler, the knowledge of the madman, whatever it is."

"I understand!"

"Is such that!"

"That's it!"

"Every one of these damned perverts and lunatics has a brief exposure to the truth, and with this as a reference, there must be a fallacy."

"It's the end of the world, brother."

"The Deep Realm is almost over."

"There's a party down there, hurry up and die, I'm hosting it, it's free."

"Hold."

"These successive psychopaths have flooded everything with falsehood under the eternal years. This may be the cause of the outbreak of strange disasters."

"The invisible truth itself."

"By these fallacies."

"The original chaos is about to complete itself."

"All madmen who killed a thousand knives, activated..."

"Abyss of Stars."

"Everyone is going to fucking die!"

"Fuck, really, man, it's over."

"destiny……"

"Fate connects everyone."

"It's like a collective unconscious symptom."

"All in one heinous maelstrom of tragedy."

"Keep sucking everyone in."

"This is an absolutely irresistible fate."

"This most terrifying nightmare, disease, terminal illness."

"It's like..."

"It's just like……"

Suddenly the lame head got stuck.

"Like an abyss."

"Abyss Syndrome Syndrome."

Wuming added in a strange way.

at this time.

On that strange sword, hundreds of thousands of lips writhed and squirmed, and they actually spoke.

With one voice, majestic, weak, charming, cold, immature, mature, and different voices.

Happy or desperate, angry or howling.

They are all repeating the same sentence.

"Sir."

"Everything is under control."

"Sir."

……

……

……

After half an hour.

Wumingshi and Jinjia wandered aimlessly on the streets of the city of wrecks. There was still a while before the start of the game, and there was a lot of time for fooling around.

After leaving from Laizitou, Wumingshi put the "fallacy" in the corner of the portable space.

Jin Jia saw that he was restless and seemed to be wandering away, so he was relieved.

"Actually, don't care."

"That person has always been neurotic."

"Soul Eater, you know that."

"My brain is not normal, and what I said is just some crazy words."

"What's more, in this wasteland, captivity has made things worse."

"He used to be a librarian before he came to the Wasteland."

"I'm also a lover of fantasy."

"The BUFF stack is full."

"Don't worry about it at all."

"The time that exists in the deep world can no longer be described by numbers. It is conceptual and eternal."

"Eternity is indelible."

"Don't worry at all."

Jin Jia explained that there are probably three types of people who are the craziest in the deep world. One is the soul eater, because it is normal to be insane because of long-term swallowing of conscious souls, and the other is the librarian. This kind of position is safe. The sex is very high, often you can stay for a long time, and there are a lot of idle books written by unknown people, and they are often very perverted. As for the last kind of fantasy, let alone, it is the injury of the senses caused by the seriousness of the eight classics, which leads to the confusion of judgment and cognition .

The scorpion's head has all three buffs stacked, so it is unlikely that he will come up with wise words.

"Eternal..."

"That's infinity."

"In order to arrive at this moment, one must go through an infinite wait."

"But infinite waiting is impossible."

"It's knowledge, and it's logic."

"Is it also a fallacy?"

It's hard for Anonymous to explain his current mood, and he desperately wants to find Selene, but the communicator fails here, and he can only wait until the end of the road of rage.

I spent tens of thousands of yuan.

Bought a fucking doomsday prophecy.

Fuck it.

"It's like a factory."

"Same as factory."

Anonymous suddenly started talking nonsense.

"Feel sorry?"

Jin Jia was speechless.

"Everyone is keeping the machine running."

"But what exactly does the machine produce."

"we do not know."

"It has nothing to do with us."

"Once trying to understand the true value of a machine."

"It will be destroyed."

Anonymous grasped a very crucial thing, perhaps something he already knew in reincarnation.

"you are right."

"I don't understand, it's about me..."

Jin Jia thought that Wu Mingshi was bewitched by the lame head, and began to feel a little irritable.

"Do not."

"It's about you."

"It's about everybody, and about me."

"A machine is a thing without will, and it will not reflect on itself."

"It's just going to harden itself more and more."

"Until the will of all people is destroyed."

"And we have been wiped out. We are just empty obsessions, walking dead."

"Even if you destroy this machine."

"Nor can understand the true value of the machine."

"It's just crazy."

"To pacify the chaos."

"Eliminate the weirdos from the SCT..."

"Even if they were eliminated, it wouldn't make any sense."

"before that."

"The only way is to find your own essence first."

Anonymous said so, as if the power of the previous life was activated, a powerful idea, or a curse, a lie, driving him.

Jinjia was horrified by his terrifying aura at this time.

It really is that.

A notorious and terrifying person.