The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 1054 Mental Pollution
This incident didn't just happen to Li Xuan and Mao Zhiang.

Professor Jin was in charge of the outer cabin construction.

Such a purely metallic, purely mechanical, and breathable creature is best suited for outer vacuum operations.

However, on this particular day, midway through fixing the outer structure according to the usual steps, his keen eye for deception detected something that shouldn't be there—

On the pristine white surface of the Nebula Elixir, a perfectly round bloodstain was rolling.

It resembles a tiny bead.

But this is not possible.

In a vacuum, blood should immediately boil and evaporate, leaving only a little residue, not this form.

He could have been completely ignored.

Because it's really too small.

It may only be one millimeter in diameter.

With just a slight push, this strange, blood-red concretion could be permanently removed from the "Fairy Boat One" space station.

And that's exactly what he did.

Extending its mechanical arm, it flicked the air gently.

Gone
However, he soon found another one in another location.

But this time it's a bit bigger.

It has a diameter of two millimeters.

He continued cleaning.

Saw it again.

A blood-red bead with a diameter of four millimeters.

This time, he decided to stay and let "the world" analyze the composition.

The world soon told him.

This is indeed blood.

[And it belongs to humankind.]

"Is there a matching DNA?"

【Have. 】

"Who?"

Professor Jin was somewhat surprised.

He knew very well that a complete DNA database had not yet been established in this world, and the reason he asked the question was simply due to his meticulous nature.

What was even more surprising was the answer from "the world":

Your DNA.

Professor Jin froze outside the cabin.

Later, no one else on the fairy ship knew what happened to Professor Jin. In any case, he was sent back to the cabin lounge by "the World" while in a state of complete hibernation.

Looking at the video again, Mirage Hard saw him chasing something that didn't exist outside the cabin like a madman, until he was knocked unconscious by a golden tentacle that emerged from the cabin and thrown back inside.

When Professor Hanni heard about the three people's strange experiences, he initially scoffed, confident in his own mental abnormality and believing that his mental disorder would not affect his work at all.

However, this confidence was quickly shattered.

Now that the ecological capsule has been confirmed to be working properly, and the two individuals only perceive a problem due to their mental abnormalities, the life support system is no longer an obstacle, and construction can continue.

This is precisely the part that Professor Hanni is responsible for.

However, when he was connecting the water circulation pipes, he inexplicably heard a faint breathing sound coming from deep inside the pipes.

There seems to be someone inside.

However, this pipe is very thin, only about the thickness of a wrist, making it impossible for anyone to breathe inside.

He shook his head, intending to ignore it.

But then a soft call came from inside:

"Hanni Doctor, Hanni Doctor..."

Professor Hanni narrowed his eyes.

This is in federal language.

Although he does indeed hold the degree of Doctor, since being promoted to "Professor," he has only been referred to as "Professor Hanni."

and so--

He knew very well that this wasn't referring to his degree, but to his profession.

And he was indeed a doctor.

But even his students and colleagues wouldn't know about this, so how could this unknown person crammed into the pipe possibly know?

"I am your patient..."

The other person seemed to be aware of Professor Hanni's concerns and continued to explain in a soft voice.

The sound really did sound like a neck and face being squeezed into a five-centimeter diameter pipe, hissing and struggling to emerge.

"Have you forgotten? It's the one you put in the fridge..."

Professor Hanni, expressionless, simply turned on the water circulation system, letting the rushing water wash away the rest of his words.

But soon, the sound came from another pipe.

Charge down.

Again.

Like chewing gum stuck in a pipe.

Professor Hannibal thought he should get used to these hallucinations, but if he didn't pay attention and let them continue, all sorts of sounds would echo through all the pipes.

They all claimed to be former patients of Dr. Hannibal.

It recounts what Dr. Hanni had done to him.

Eventually, all the pipes became clogged—not just the water circulation system, but the entire life support system was on the verge of going out of control.

At this moment, the little tentacles came out again and stopped Professor Hanni from continuing his work.

After undergoing a unified psychological test and mental calibration by the "world," it was discovered that the five people who remained on the immortal ship instead of going to the remains of the fetal god, as well as the ghost, all exhibited varying degrees of mental problems.

This was something that greatly troubled Nangong Wan.

The space station's progress was already less than ideal, and now everyone has to stop and rest, entering a state of deep meditation.

She looked at the screen filled with warnings of various system errors and mental pollution, and rubbed her temples.

"Haste makes waste, Senior Sister Nangong, you also need to rest."

A cold voice sounded.

It was accompanied by soft footsteps.

Nangong Wan's gaze remained fixed on the light screen in front of her, and she calmly said:

"Alright, I know you won't show yourself, so why bother appearing as a mental illusion to interfere with my thinking?"

The person behind him chuckled:

"You should know that I have many ways to show myself, and I have been on the Immortal Ship the whole time, so why are you so sure that I am an illusion?"

"Don't try to fool me," Nangong Wan said coldly. "You have already ascended to a higher dimension and will not easily interfere with cause and effect."

Another laugh: "You're quite clear-headed."

"So just disappear, we don't need you here."

Nangong Wan waved her hand.

However, the footsteps grew closer.

"Senior Sister Nangong, you need to rest."

“If I rest, who will conduct the safety assessment later? The ‘Snow Mountain’ should have already approached that flesh-and-blood immortal ship, but the signal delay hasn’t transmitted the data yet.” “I’ll handle it for you.”

"You? You're nothing but an illusion."

"Senior Sister Nangong, are you sure?"

It felt as if a warm body was close to mine, and I could hear its breath in my ear.

"Senior Sister Nangong, if you were truly sober, why would you not even look at me at first and simply assume that I am the person you're thinking of?"

"I--"

Nangong Wan finally turned around abruptly.

I saw that familiar face.

His faint smile, as always, was full of confidence, and his demeanor really did resemble hers somewhat.

"What the hell are you?"

"Me? Aren't you very certain who I am?"

It was still that confident, gentle smile.

However, this only made Nangong Wan even more annoyed.

"Enough! Stop using that face."

“I thought you would feel more at ease because of this, and not be as hostile as you are now.”

Do you think you would feel comfortable if someone important to you—someone who will never be around again—suddenly appeared?

These words, however, revealed a rare hint of confusion on that usually confident face.

Nangong Wan understood: "So... you don't have anyone important to you."

"Yes, we will not have friends, relatives, or lovers, because we are different from you, we are not related by blood, and we do not have life."

"You? You have no life?"

"Of course, we are just a... phenomenon, a phenomenon that you will sense sooner or later when you enter this void."

"Although you used many methods to resist our appearance—the outer shell of this spaceship, the powerful force field, the special spatial domain; and you are all very strong, so we cannot easily enter your mind. But I am glad that after some time, we finally found a way."

"what way?"

"Of course, we also have to thank you for your special entanglement, which allowed us to enter your mind from... a distance."

Nangong Wan's pupils suddenly contracted:

"A bond of faith!"

"You mean—the 'Snow Mountain' within the remains of the Fetal God! You hacked it through Skynet!"

"Yes."

The smile on that usually cool and indifferent face became even more radiant.

The difference between him and the person in Nangong Wan's memory grew larger and larger, almost splitting into an exaggeratedly huge gap, just like his smile.

A small tentacle suddenly pierced its temple from the side, and before the face could even show surprise, it exploded into a bloody mist.

The body fell.

A large pool of blood spread out.

Nangong Wan froze.

He reached up and touched his face; sure enough, there was some warm blood on his fingertips.

"is this real?"

If you believe it to be true, then it will be true.

A mechanical sound, "world," appears.

But this time, Nangong Wan inexplicably detected a hint of warmth in it, as well as a familiar tone.

Although it was only a sliver, it was enough for her to believe that there was a real person behind it.

And that is precisely it—

"Sheng Sheng!"

Senior Sister Nangong, I'm sorry, I can't...

“I know your predicament, don’t worry, you don’t need to explain,” Nangong Wan quickly interrupted. “But, what exactly is going on?”

We underestimated this void.

I thought we were well prepared, but we were far from adequate.

"So……"

We must return now.

Nangong Wan frowned: "But what about the crew of the 'Snow Mountain'?"

They're never coming back.

"what!"

You can look at the mirage.

The screen displayed fragmented images, interspersed with blood-red snowflakes, and vaguely visible human faces distorted into strange shapes and blurry colors.

It was accompanied by distorted speech.

"We...are...entering..."

That's Liu Hongyi's voice.

She always spoke up for the taciturn General Hongshan.

However, Nangong Wan frowned deeply.

"Enter? I haven't authorized it yet! Wait, you can't! We haven't assessed it yet!"

No, you've already assessed it.

The next second, another mirage appeared.

It was in this command center that Nangong Wan saw her own reflection, standing in the same spot.

A similarly blood-red mirage appeared before my eyes.

"Something is wrong here……"

"I suggest you proceed with caution..."

However, she still insisted on saying:

"Please proceed with the exploration immediately. The 'world' has been assessed as having a high risk level, but our team is well-equipped to handle it. I also agree with this assessment."

"Please enter immediately."

"To reiterate, please enter immediately."

There was silence on the other end, followed by General Hongshan's clear, girlish voice:
"Received. Commander-in-Chief's decision approved. Prepare to enter the Immortal Ship Ruins."

"Do not--!"

Nangong Wan lunged at the light screen, her heart clenching as if it were being squeezed, her throat dry and sore.

"That wasn't me—that wasn't the order I gave!"

On the console, the mirage continues.

In the video, "Nangong Wan" suddenly kneels on the ground.

In reality, she also lost her strength at the same moment, and her knees fell heavily to the ground.

She can't see—

The images on the light screen shrank tightly together, eventually becoming a blurry mass of colored light, with something seemingly flickering in the middle.

Like an eye blinking.

In reality, this space is also shrinking and folding, about to squeeze Nangong Wan into a tight ball!