Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 239 Blow up the whole place together

"How have you been lately? Have you found anything fun?" Zheng greeted Hei Mu.

Hei Mu looked at Zheng Fan, thinking about something, and said, "Maybe it's because the growth I got in the Black Suburbs in the past has brought me to a higher level, and Gao Song as a body is enough to satisfy me. I feel that my desire to explore the outside world does not seem to be that strong."

"Is it so boring? So now you have started to enjoy the life of retirement and raising children?" Zheng Fan raised his eyebrows.

"Although I don't want to be said this, it may be true for the time being. Most illusions are like this. Although you are special in this regard, you should be able to understand it - we don't exist in this world for power." Kuroki held his chin with one hand and talked freely.

"Yes, it's just because I feel empty." Zheng Fan turned around and looked at Doris who was also looking at him.

"It's not a bad thing to be easily satisfied. Only by knowing your limits can you find your position and destination. But there are also many illusions that lead to death because they cannot fill their emptiness... So what is the end of us? I used to think about this question often, but now I don't seem to care so much." Kuroki said softly.

Zheng Fan thought of the "black goat" in his dream in which he transformed himself.

"Then I might still be quite curious and want to know what I will become in the end."

Kuroki didn't comment: "Your initial personality is very high. For us, it can be called the top 'talent', which is a great thing. Many people of the same kind have worked hard for a long time just to become more human. It's a pity that in the process, it is easy to get distorted and go astray, and finally become something unknown without realizing it."

She seemed to be reminding Zheng Fan in a subtle way.

Hearing this, Zheng Fan asked curiously, "Do you think your current personification is enough?"

"The fact that I can talk to you calmly is proof of my excellent personality." Kuroki answered calmly, even with a little pride.

"So what do you think of Tikman?" Zheng Fan suddenly looked sarcastic.

Hei Mu was speechless, and the originally calm discussion suddenly became awkward.

"I played the roles of countless people over the years. Tikman was just one of them. I was just taking advantage of him." She lowered her voice and said.

Gao Song, who was trying to form a crosstalk group with Tao Zhi as an intermission between the band's performance, heard the whispering beside him, gave Hei Mu a strange look, then turned his head away and pretended not to hear it.

“There’s a difference between an imposed illusion and an acted illusion,” Zheng Fan said.

To be honest, Zheng Fan, as a fundamentalist hallucination, is very awkward because he doesn't know how to use the word "hallucination". A more recognizable description is "illusion". Compared with those classified and specialized hallucinations, fundamentalist hallucinations don't have any unique characteristics, but this kind of illusion is the only one that can be called characteristic.

The basic ability of illusion is to transform oneself into another person and bewitch the target. However, fundamentalist illusion can break away from the form of one's own illusion and perform illusions to influence the target without the need for one to personally take action.

This trick is not that powerful. The illusion of classification and specialization is that each of them has its own more useful ability to meet the needs.

Zheng Fan can neither transform nor perform this kind of hand-free illusion, which is really shameful. To be honest, he can't even be called a fundamentalist illusionist. But he can really transform himself and actually rub things out of thin air, which can be considered as making up for it.

And Hei Mu's previous control over Hei Mu Town was based on his exaggerated illusions to accurately match every person in that settlement.

The only exception is Tikman, who personally performs the transformation out of necessity.

"We've only been a fake couple for three years. Even the ethical relationships among humans are hard to sort out, let alone an illusion like mine. I can't bear a child for him." Kuroki could only continue to add, "Not to mention that his legal wife has been found, so what does it have to do with me to reunite the family?"

That being said, when Kuroki said this, the inexplicable flavor of a divorced widow was almost overflowing.

However, Zheng Fan did not continue to tease him. It was fun to watch the show, but he had to know when to stop.

This twisted emotional relationship between humans and hallucinations is really something to be curious about. It's really interesting that Hei Mu, who is considered to be the most powerful existence among all the hallucinations Zheng Fan has seen so far, would have such an awkward moment.

Interesting, hahahaha...

As Zheng Fan was laughing, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. Hmm... what was wrong?

Hei Mu rolled her eyes at Zheng Fan. Although she had no eyes, she could indeed sense this expression. Then she turned around, said hello to Gao Song, and disappeared to who knows where.

"Mr. Music, you said you had an idea about the guitar before. What is it?" Doris came over at this time and asked curiously.

Zheng Fan came back to his senses: "Oh, about this, I can just turn it into a guitar and a leather case when the time comes."

"Holster?"

“Isn’t it interesting to be the mysterious person in the band? Different themes can be prepared for different performances, such as this one I recently prepared.” As he said that, Zheng Fan took out a smaller-sized boiled egg robot from his four-dimensional chrysanthemum.

That's right, it was a complete copy of the suit that Carrot "ordered", without any internal parts or weapons, of course, some gadgets were still installed, just in case. Other than that, it really just served as a suit, and he relied on it to be the mysterious last member of the Doris band.

Although this opportunistic method of using a skin cannot help Zheng Fan output much power in reality, it is still no problem for him to play the guitar.

I hope that in the future no fanatical fans will come up to him and strip him of his leather jacket during concerts.

Otherwise, if you open it and find that there is only a ball of air inside, it would be a real performance accident.

Big accident.

There is an electric guitar hanging on this little carrot.

Gao Song and Tao Zhi came closer and looked at the little carrot and the bright silver electric guitar curiously.

Gao Song calmly touched the bottom edge of the electric guitar and asked, "Can a blade grow out of the bottom of this guitar and be used to chop people?"

"Can the head of the guitar be directly transformed into a gun barrel to fire shells?" Tao Zhi also expressed his own opinion.

Mora didn't really want to get close, after all, that was an illusion that used Doris's body to say "fuck you". Because of this, Mora was still traumatized by the illusion behind Doris.

To be precise, I am traumatized by the "Doris" who had a look of disdain, sarcasm and outspokenness.

But that didn't stop her from complaining: "We're going on stage to perform, not to fight. How can a guitar be equipped with such a component..."

"Oh? You two guys are connoisseurs." Little Radish suddenly moved, a grayish-white light emanated from his face and he spoke in a voice like a bellows.

Zheng Fan grabbed the electric guitar and gave it a light shake. A circle of sharp blades protruded directly from the bottom edge of the guitar case. The metallic texture was mixed with the bright silver texture of the guitar itself. It was actually hard to tell at first glance. One could only think of it as a distinctive self-modified guitar.

As for the muzzle on the head of the guitar, it looks like it can roar at any time.

Damn, there really is one...

Mora was silent. Should she try to persuade Doris not to bring this illusion on stage? At worst, the Seeds of Light could just play a guitar part to fool around.

"Are you ready to blow up the whole place together?" Zheng Fan was eager to try.

"Which bomb are you referring to?" Gao Song complained seriously, "In the future, will our concert tickets have to help pay for the audience's personal life insurance?"

"It's all right. It depends on the needs. And you're good, brother. You should control the rhythm of this kind of complaints in the future." Zheng Fan snapped his fingers. Don't ask how to snap his fingers with a leather suit with a mechanical appearance. Anyway, he did it.

(End of this chapter)