Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 357 Under the Sun
The atmosphere in the attic became stiff along with the man's expression, and the warm air blowing in from the attic window couldn't dispel the coldness that appeared with the stiffness and got deeper and deeper.

"You don't have a choice."

The expression on William Master's face disappeared.

He closed his eyes, and the golden pupil on his forehead opened wider than before. As the eyelids opened to both sides, a circle of golden diamond-shaped light spots surrounded the golden pupil, and they were connected to each other by golden silk threads. Make the entire pupil appear like a sun-like pattern.

At the same time, the skin around the golden pupil seemed to be scorched black by the light overflowing from the pupil—this made the entire golden pupil seem to be wrapped in a circle of black shadows.

It was only then that Raz realized that the eye on his forehead hadn't been fully opened before.

At this time, under the gaze of the fully opened golden pupil, it felt that it could not move.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a small moving thing from his arms——

It was a hamster.

"This is your container."

The man walked towards it step by step.

"You have been unable to record everything for the world, but you have met me, and I will let you generate new value for the world—you will become a vital part of my experiment, preparing for the next new dawn... ..."

Raz looked at him and said firmly:
'Records are the meaning of my existence, and I will not be your experiment. '

The man smiled and asked:

"Records are meaningless, history is just repeated over and over again, just like the sun rises every day, but there is never anything new under the sun.

There is no hope in such a repetitive world, and the meaning of your existence is to explore the hope for the future for me.

Contributing to my experiment is the meaning of your existence. "

Raz stubbornly said:
'What did you say...how could it be meaningless...'

The moment it panicked, there was a moment of chaos in the attic space.

The man showed astonishment and panic because of this disorder, which was not the result he expected in advance——

In the homework he did before coming, this recorder spirit named Raz had almost lost all its strength, and was even too weak to cause mental damage to mortals.

In any case, there should be no "spatial clutter".

Raz's voice appeared in the man's mind through Jin Tong's sight.

'If the record doesn't make sense, what the hell is the purpose of what I have done? '

'If records are useless to the world, what's the point of my existence? '

A vortex that shouldn't exist appeared in the center of the attic. William Master sensed the aura emanating from the center of the vortex, and his golden pupils showed unprecedented vigilance.

"Is this the [Harmful Unknown Knowledge] that stained you... Is this something that interfered with your evolutionary process, caused confusion in your thinking, and made you what you are now!"

At this moment, the man realized that the [Harmful Unknown Knowledge] that once led Raz astray had reappeared—that originally only existed in the space between the present world and the deeper world, called [Wildness] The foreign body appeared again!
[Harmful unknown knowledge] Why does it exist in the wilderness?And how did you find Raz?
As a scholar, William Master could not restrain his desire to explore the unknown.

So, he turned his golden pupil's gaze and looked into the invisible vortex.

The vortex produced by the spatial disorder tore apart the space in the attic and gradually expanded.

The golden pupil emitted a fiery light—that was William Master's [gaze].

Under the fiery [gaze], the space within the vortex that was illuminated exploded like a shattered white fog that only existed in the [narrow room].

He didn't move his [eyes] away, so the white fog was blown away by the wind under the light of his [eyes], revealing the [wilderness] covered by the thick fog.

This was the first time that William Master looked directly at the [wilderness] with his own eyes.

He first saw a darkness, and then saw the light in the darkness——

He saw the stars turning into light, setting off a long tail of flames, passing through the boundless darkness, and falling into his golden pupils.

The moment the golden pupil closed, he opened his eyes, as if he didn't feel any pain from the blood bubbling out of the golden pupil.

"I see."

He looked dazed.

No one knows what he saw.

"It is the world that empowers you, and it is the world that leads you astray. It is still the world that makes you go further and further down the wrong path of evolution..."

He murmured in despair:

"Even a dead orphan abandoned by the world is not something that mortals can touch..."

He was silent for a moment, crushed the hamster in his hand, and threw the hamster's body on the ground beside him.

"It's a pity we can no longer work together."

He wiped the blood on his forehead with a handkerchief. When the blood disappeared, the outline of the golden pupil on his forehead disappeared, as if it had never existed.

There was an unconcealable exhaustion in his eyes, and the use of [Look] almost exhausted all his strength.

His head was a little muddled, and he murmured as if talking to himself:

"Even so, I can't make others aware of your existence... I have left too many traces in the investigation, some guys will find you like carrion vultures... If they get you, they may go away in front of me..."

Raz didn't know what he was talking about at all, it couldn't even detect his voice and movements, it just fell into an uncontrollable out-of-control state, repeating over and over again:

'What's the point of recording?What is the meaning of my existence? '

It got out of control earlier, and that was not the result he wanted.

He was silent for a moment, and opened a gap in the golden pupil again.

So, it appeared in his field of vision again.

"Razz."

He called out its name, and the power in the golden pupil was attached to his words, preventing it from continuing to think like a seal.

"You just have to remember that records are meaningful in themselves."

When the voice fell, Raz's out-of-control state came to an abrupt end.

'Recording... is meaningful in itself...'

Exhaustion made him close the golden pupils, and just before the golden pupils were closed, he saw the happy expression of the ugly girl at the table.

'The record itself is meaningful! '

It uttered these words as if in a flash, and then passed out completely. The spirit body was limp like a jellyfish on the floor of the attic, without any movement.

……

When it woke up, it found that it had returned to its normal state.

The only difference from before is that there seems to be a curse-like seal somewhere in his head. Once he tries to touch that seal, a question will appear in his head uncontrollably:
What is the point of record?
The sound echoed in its head, almost distorting its soul and body.

It is afraid that it can only stay away from the seal.

Once away from the seal, it immediately understood that the record itself was meaningful.

Thinking of this, it became foolishly happy.

It lives in such a daze, living in the small attic, happily recording the lives of the tenants every day.

It cannot leave the confines of this apartment building, so, in order to ensure sufficient recording materials, it collected the body of the previous landlord who died suddenly in the apartment building due to myocardial infarction, and has since become the landlord of No. 33 Walker Street, like a People with social phobia who are shy and don't show up often tend to be reclusive.

The tenants change crop after crop, and use the rent they earn to repair the apartment itself, or buy note paper, pens and ink for themselves, except that they don’t need to refuel the kerosene lamp—near the kerosene lamp Time seems to have stopped, and the lights are also stuck at a fixed moment, always on no matter what time.

It just lives so silly and happily, living a monotonous and boring life day after day, but it doesn't feel boring.

Everything seems to be back on track, just like it has been for a hundred years.

This familiar feeling filled Raz with a sense of security.

Until one day, a strange tenant came to the door.

"Hi, I'm Harlem Kakubo, you can also call me Miao Yingchu."

Since then, some strange tenants entered the apartment building one after another, and then the events that Chen Yan had witnessed happened.

After Miao Yingchu and his classmates left, the apartment building became calm again, and Raz started a simple life day after day.

Until one day, it suddenly felt that it was going to die.

It felt that its life was about to come to an end. It was not afraid of death, but at this moment, an idea inexplicably appeared in its heart:
I still have something I can't let go of, I can't just die like this.

It started to live in panic, and lost the mood to take care of the apartment. The old tenants quit the lease one after another, and it didn't want to find new tenants, so the apartment was empty.

I don't know when, but an Asian horn came to the door to sell intermediary services, and it smoothly put the apartment in the rental agency of an Asian gang.

A few months later, a new landlord came to the apartment.

The landlord's name is Chen Yan, and this name aroused its interest. It still remembers the calm expression on [Chen Yan]'s face back then, and the deep abnormality hidden under the calm expression.

But it is only interested, because it has seen enough things to know that the repetition rate of Asian names is very high, and it is very common to have the same name and surname.

After the second Chen Yan moved into the apartment, it recorded everything that happened to him in the apartment as usual:
Including his conflict with Klein Justus due to the illegal entry investigation by the Street Police Department when he first arrived, his exhausted appearance when he left early and returned late with a language book in his arms, and his appearance when he was teased by the white tiger. impotent rage...

He's a fun guy, and one of the most relaxed guys it's ever documented.

(End of this chapter)