Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 460 [Chapter of Hidden Abyss] Four: Hidden in Deep Water

Jack Baldo hesitated for a moment before replying:

"We didn't see any hands... Swarm just said that the reason why the underwater thing attacked you is that you are special, so you were the first to suffer."

Chen Yan scolded:

"Grass... what kind of special law?"

At this time, Swarm also turned around and said in a low voice:
"Your attack power is the weakest, and your inspiration is the strongest, and that thing has no entity, only the remaining thoughts—that is what you often call [spirit].

The stronger the inspiration, the stronger the feeling of [spirit], so that thing hits you first-you can feel its existence the most, and you are the most susceptible to its influence.

The hand you speak of always does not exist in this world, but exists only in your mind—this is its means of dealing with you. "

Chen Yan's heart sank.

According to this statement, does the huge underwater monster he saw from Swarm's vision also not exist in this world?

He asked in a low voice:

"If that thing doesn't exist in this world, how could my glove be 'taken'?"

Swarm replied:

"You thought the glove was taken away, but it was thrown out by yourself. It's the best at doing this - it interferes with your thinking and makes you do things that are different from what you think."

When talking about the old enemy under the water, Swarm seemed to have completely changed himself. He couldn't hear the slightest childishness in his words, and his whole person became much calmer.

A precision machine.

Swarm said again:
"Sorry, everything happened because we heard its disguised voice and wanted to see its appearance out of curiosity——

When we heard its voice, we only thought it was a guy who needed to be saved... They are the best at taking advantage of people's kindness.

It has been dead for a long time, only the idea that is always dying because of unwillingness - its [spirit] exists here, and our [gaze] activates it.

We originally planned to suspend this [activation], but it was too late to take action at that time..."

Chen Yan understood that he was talking about "removing his own eyes", and he did it too late.

"The source of its power to accomplish all this may come from the corpses piled up underwater here—during the long period of accumulation and fermentation, countless corpses underwent some kind of reaction, releasing energy...

We can't tell.

In short, some kind of [reaction] must have happened to the snake corpses piled up underground, and this [reaction] caused its dying thoughts to have the energy basis to interfere with the present world. "

Chen Yan said in a low voice:
"Where did you know it?"

Swarm's voice was filled with intense confusion:
"This is what we are most puzzled by, how do we know this kind of thing?

Maybe the section chief knows the answer.

We were awakened by the section chief back then, and we forgot many things after waking up.

Therefore, the section chief is the person most likely to know my identity. "

Chen Yan said:

"That's why you want to find Cyborg Quinn."

Swarm shook his head:
"it's not true."

"He helped us in our worst times, raised us, gave us a job so that we wouldn't be forced by circumstances to do bad things... He was our father."

In the end, Swarm's tone has become quite firm.

At this time, Paulkin Walker, who was lying on the side of the ship, turned around, the submachine gun in his left hand was clearly loaded, and in his right hand was actually holding a small, dead strange snake!

Swarm said in a low voice: "Polkin's inspiration is the weakest, and it is almost impossible for that thing to affect him, so we asked him to help get something up from the water to see what it is."

Paulkin Walker's serious face carried a hint of restrained confusion:
"It's really strange. Didn't you just say that this underwater area is a deep water area? I saw that the water is very shallow."

He stretched out his arms to show the crowd the water stains on his miner's uniform.

Borrowing the pale light of the searchlight, Chen Yan looked up and saw the water stains on the elbow of the khaki miner's uniform, barely submerged up to the biceps—the depth of the water was only half a meter at most. look.

"Because this place is already different from the surface, the large number of dead bodies they piled up has affected the space in the waterway, turning this place into a river of Styx with countless [spirits] hiding in it.

The intensity of spiritual vision is different, the intensity of inspiration is different, and the appearance of seeing this space is also different.

Paulkin's spiritual vision is a little weaker...very weak, almost non-existent, so he can't see very deep things.

But your spiritual vision... Since your inspiration organ is the eyes, compared to other people, your spiritual vision is too strong, and you can see many things. "

Swarm looked at Chen Yan:
"So, you have to be careful, don't touch anything easily, and don't cast your eyes in the direction of the strange sound."

Chen Yan was silent.

Maybe it's because this place is already deep underground, and the air in the waterway is colder than before. Even through the miner's uniform, the skin will be covered with goose bumps due to the cold.

The water was quiet, and Chen Yan didn't see any weird things anymore. He knew that it was because his control over the "synesthetic" ability had reached a new level, and the synaesthesia for the surrounding things became more reliable. control, and it is less likely to be taken advantage of by extraordinary things.

He clenched his hands into fists and then stretched them out as much as possible. He repeated this several times, feeling that he didn't feel any discomfort from losing his gloves.

'I...maybe don't need gloves anymore. '

He was silent for a moment, and stretched out his hand towards the egret.

The moment his fingers touched the Egret-[-], he felt something was about to move at his fingertips. That thing was not an "entity", but a "feeling"——

The feeling of "grasp", the feeling of "control".

Being able to "control" everything in synaesthesia is like "manipulating chopsticks to pick food".

He feels he can see what he wants to see and is objective enough not to be swayed by the emotions involved.

He manipulated the consciousness, so the "chopsticks" provoked the "food"——Chen Yan's trained consciousness produced [controllable synaesthesia] on the Bailu type.

In the next moment, some images appeared in front of Chen Yan—in the dim factory, iron blocks were turned into mold blanks of various parts by high-temperature machines, and a series of processing was carried out on the assembly line.

This time, Chen Yan did not have the feeling of being "cut down" when he had synesthesia with wood before.

Before, Chen Yan felt that the trees being cut down in his synaesthesia was like being cut down himself. Cutting down trees with an ax was like cutting down himself with an axe. The feeling of fear and suffocation was something he would never forget for the rest of his life.

But now, although he can feel the sensations of being "burned by high temperature", "cut" and "polished", he can clearly distinguish that those feelings are acting on the object, not on himself .

The fear thus disappears.

Synaesthesia continues.

After the parts of the Egret [-] were formed, they were selected, and after special manual modification and polishing, they were welded together and then packed into boxes.

A [Tongue Box] hanging from the ceiling is already waiting in the dark. A box containing an egret is thrown to the [Tongue Box] by the workers, and a tongue-like ice-cold gel appears from the [Tongue Box]. Roll the case into the gel.

After that, there was only silent darkness in front of Chen Yan.

The synaesthesia is still going on, but Chen Yan doesn't need to read anymore.

Using his consciousness, he immediately withdrew from his spiritual vision.

'I can control the synaesthesia, objectively look at the things in the synaesthesia, and no longer have emotions. '

He clearly felt the change in himself.

'I can control the start and end of the synaesthesia instead of passively waiting. '

'If I face the situation in the synesthesia with Swarm again, I can take the initiative to cut off the synesthesia when I feel something is wrong, and stop staring at the underwater thing. '

Chen Yan let out a heavy breath.

The feeling of being in complete control of one's own body and abilities is so refreshing that it is indescribable.

At this time, everyone was looking at the snake corpse in Paulkin Walker's hand, only Chen Yan silently took out his mobile phone and opened the Inspiration Strength APP he wrote last time.

I saw that the reading of the thermometer had risen by about 35%, almost fluctuating at about 90% of the overall reading.

'The intensity of inspiration has increased again... This time the ability has increased greatly, and the intensity of inspiration has also increased a lot. '

He didn't let his guard down.

'But I also paid a great price. The confrontation with chaotic synaesthesia cost me blood. If it wasn't for Weber, I would have died. '

Thinking of this, Chen Yan was very grateful for his decision to let Weber join the expedition.

He thought again:

' Just now, I must have accumulated a certain level of loss of control. '

'The loss of control has accumulated, and the ability has also grown... Maybe the wish is right, the loss of control itself can provide strength, the higher the degree of loss of control, the stronger the extraordinary ability. '

Chen Yan caressed the body of the Bailu-[-] gun, the cold and smooth real touch brought him a lot of sense of security.

'According to what I wish to say, if the accumulation of out-of-control is irreversible, I can only increase my capacity for out-of-control—to complete the promotion. '

'Where is the direction of promotion? '

'When I go back this time, I must ask her carefully, or ask her to help me find out, what is the next step of "Psychic Communicator". '

As he was thinking, the people around the strange snake salvaged by Paulkin Walker heard doubts.

"It doesn't look like a snake! It's just a monster that looks like a snake."

"I feel that this thing is a snake... It's just that human society has never seen such a thing."

"Is it a mutated dark creature because of living in the dark for a long time?"

"This thing... seems to be different from the strange snake described by the spherical Tunguska before."

Chen Yan leaned over and easily saw the body of the strange snake through the searchlight.

Different from the "big head, small tail, and two pairs of compound eyes" described by the spherical Tunguska, this strange snake has a slender body as a whole. Spread all over the head, from the kiss to seven inches.

The most eye-catching thing is that there are two pairs of rotten wings on the back of this strange snake.

Chen Yan looked at the rottenness of the snake's wings, and subconsciously said:
"This thing... hasn't been dead for long."

(End of this chapter)