Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 782 Good God
Chen Yan was stunned for a moment, then looked outside the restaurant:

There are few pedestrians left on the messy street, and the shop that was smashed in the gang fight because of not paying the protection fee in time is rotten across the street and turned into ruins. The shocking bloodstains and severed limbs on the dirty steel floor prove that this place once conflicts that erupted.

Only rats will come to the street at this moment, licking the blood that has been integrated with the dirt on the ground, they rub the rotten skin on the corpse, and spread all kinds of germs everywhere Both are.

On the broken glass of the smashed shop, several gangsters lay sprawled on the ground. Except for a few who lost their lives and felt no pain, most of them were fainted or seriously injured. and unable to act.

The lack of arms and legs can be regarded as a life back, and the situation of the more miserable Chen Yan is simply indescribable, and "shocking" cannot describe their tragic end.

Chen Yan couldn't hold back, and used synaesthesia to perceive these unfortunate people.

The result made him very sad.

They—those lying gangsters, they're not all hopelessly bad.

Several of them are from Yanan City, and they are new immigrants who came to Dyce Island to work together. They just entered Yanan City not long ago, and they were forced to go to the island chain before gaining a firm foothold in Yanan City.

They have no idea about the island chain, and they don't know what islands are in the island chain, and which islands can make money. They are brainwashed by the intermediary's elaborate rhetoric, and they sign when their heads are hot. signed a labor dispatch agreement.

"Ordinary people...have to endure such suffering?"

The abundance of materials on Days Island allowed him to live a life several times better than before. He joined the gang and was able to eat clean food. Although most of the food was plastic-wrapped packaged food, it was better than the vines under the pier. pot.

You can feel everything because you have been educated by me, which belongs to the normal human worldview.

Do you... know what suffering is?
Chen Yan wanted to say that this is not the case. Although people are living in hardships, the world is constantly improving and productivity is constantly developing. People will live better and better lives. Such a future is already in sight...

Ordinary people must follow the intermediary's way, and the seemingly decent "agreement" is only for selection, not for guaranteeing anything.

God is getting out of hand.

He looked into his eyes.

He just looked at her from afar.

"I don't know what's the point of all this... His life, his life, the life of most ordinary people, since it is so difficult, what is the meaning of life? Is life itself created for suffering? Is life Is it just for suffering?"

"Swarm."

The second love affair in his life ended.

The consciousness that he had given up struggling seemed to be awakened by this voice, and he began to try hard to hear the voice clearly, even with only a little effort, the voice became more and more clearly visible——

He is not lucky, just like an ordinary person, he will not be lucky a few times in his life.

The only second accident in his life happened—he met a girl about his age. He didn't know what he was feeling, let alone what liking and love were. He only felt a clear sense of inferiority.

But the generation of synaesthesia is instant, even if he cuts off the link, the experience of being transmitted into the synaesthesia has already been known to him.

"I, I, I... why is this happening?"

A few days later, as the ferry arrived at Days Island, he stepped on the huge pier of Days Island, feeling as if he had walked into a huge maze.

Swarm collapsed in a daze:

He just died.

It's like water disappearing into the water.

He opened his eyes in the deep sea and looked into the endless abyss. He gave up struggling because of the pain, but there was always a voice calling him.

After arriving on Days Island, they were introduced to a small food processing workshop by an intermediary—about the size of a two-story beehive, without any production license, and never paying taxes. It is a serious black workshop.

"That's the life of an ordinary human being."

The chaotic emotions made him think of many things at this moment, so when the words came to his lips, he was no longer under his control.

And Swarm—Swarm on the opposite side of the table was bursting into tears, his entire face was trembling with muscles, two eyeballs were bubbling water like a faucet, and the muscles on his face were drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He knew the cabin where the girl was in, and he could easily unlock the cabin door with the soft steel wire wrapped around his wrist. He could sneak into the cabin in the middle of the night like any time he slept with the girl before, drug her, and treat her with powerful.

They quickly tore up the agreement (labor dispatch agreement) signed with the intermediary because they could not make money (the intermediary took too much money), so they were arrested by gangs colluding with the intermediary, and they signed the contract of sale under coercion and lure. It takes a long time to serve the gang to redeem the bond.

"But sir, I don't know the meaning of all this, why do I still have empathy for his life?"

"Sir... what was that just now?"

By chance, he followed a boss who took good care of him. At the moment of his death, he recalled that this was the greatest luck he had ever experienced in his life.

After Chen Yan finished speaking, a thought flashed in his mind, and then he threw his head on the table.

They are even protected by most powers—

Even if the current information is no longer as closed as before, before they came to Days Island, they could not get all the information they wanted from the Internet, not to mention the "doorways" of subdivided fields——

Chen Yan made his last effort before he couldn't bear it anymore.

He didn't know what the point of living like this was.

Chen Yan suddenly opened his eyes.

Chen Yan empathized with the whole experience in the panic in her heart, and the biggest trouble of synaesthesia broke out completely at this moment-at the moment of feeling the whole life of others, Chen Yan was immersed in the whole memory and couldn't extricate herself, as if she had become The dead young man with no surname.

What broke Chen Yan was that his synaesthesia was being uncontrollably mobilized by Swarm, and Hurricane's emotions were about to get out of control again—he had to stop Swarm from mobilizing his synaesthesia!

At the moment when he saw the girl, he recalled that he had experienced such inferiority complex when he was a child.

Every time the barnacles on the dock pilings sounded, he would get irritable and terrified, and he would swear that he would work hard for the gang, get ahead, and never eat something so disgusting again in his life.

He clearly remembered that he was sitting in the last row of the church at that time, flipping through the torn scriptures in boredom, when a woman in black who looked like "mother" came in, and that woman was not beautiful , but very kindly to him, she asked him where the priest was, and when the afternoon prayers began.

Power was restored in several areas at the bottom of the mechanical hive, and the streets were once again brightly lit.

The entrance to the labyrinth was under his feet, but the exit was nowhere to be found.

He did not use his unique means to express his love.

This morning, the loyal boss told him that other gangs were coming to mess with their land, and they had to fight back.

"I...I don't know..."

This time, the low self-esteem did not turn into a viciousness that was born to cover up low self-esteem, nor did it allow him to pick up any form of sharp edge.

He was soon swallowed up by great despair, like a man who cannot swim drowning in the deep sea.

Although he didn't know that it was happiness and satisfaction, human emotions still overflowed in the face of beauty.

The five areas A, B, C, D, and E of the mechanical honeycomb were powered off at the same time, and all electronic equipment lost their ability to work as if they had been subjected to some kind of weak electromagnetic pulse. Almost one-fifth of the mechanical honeycomb area was plunged into a It was so dark that not even the rising sun at dawn could illuminate it.

Chen Yan suddenly recalled that the "sir" just now seemed to be crying.

In the era of great reclamation of resource islands on the first island chain, he and his partners—little friends who would lose their lives due to malaria or various diseases and accidents at any time, they wandered in the mud like wild dogs In the midst of the dirty steam engine soot, when they were extremely hungry, they even used the barnacles with excessive heavy metals in the dirty water under the pier as food, and often exchanged themselves for food and overnight accommodation in the cold winter nights at high latitudes.

He didn't treat the girl like he treated anyone before.

Several knives came at him, and he lost his life.

Fear rose in his heart, but when he turned his head in a daze, he could no longer see his retreat.

He never knew the whole thing about thinking about the meaning of life.

"You can feel all this because you are a good person."

"Sir!"

The intermediary company not only pays a lot of taxes, but also can support the gang force because of the continuous output of profits.

He answered her question, happy and content.

Chen Yan had a premonition that something was wrong before the moment that the person experienced, and cut off the synaesthesia at the beginning of the moment.

He deliberately used "human" instead of "people" to distinguish ordinary humans from Swarm, and at the same time emphasized the human attributes of the deceased, wanting to tell Swarm that that is not your emotion, You can completely not be affected by such emotions!

They have no choice.

The industry rules of intermediary companies are completely different from all other industries, and the security forces of intermediary companies cannot be restrained by any other forces at all.

Swarm's external mental pressure caused everything around him to collapse, and the incredibly strong biomagnetic field made the carbon-based life in a large area around him lose consciousness, falling into the same sadness as him.

He watched her on the boat, watched her when she disembarked a few days later, until her back disappeared at the end of his vision.

He didn't do that.

Chen Yan realized that Swarm should have had a synesthesia with his own sense just now—"Chen Yan just interpreted the life of the dead young man with his own emotions and worldview", and Swarm fully felt the process. arrive.

What happened to Swarm...

So he took the machete he had just bought, and clashed with each other along with the brothers.

At the risk of being beaten to death by the boat police, he stole a suit of clothes that would not be seen as a hooligan, and mixed in with the boarding crowd.

Swarm's body was withering, and the strong confusion in his voice actually mobilized Chen Yan's synaesthesia in an instant!

He was born rebellious, not outstanding, and was expelled from the church when he burned the priest's scriptures at the age of six. What he liked to do most in the next few years was to compare with his "little friends". How many women's silk scarves wrapped around ankles can be stolen in one day?

The young man who died was ignorant in this life and didn't know what he had experienced, but Chen Yan knew everything. His experience and knowledge interpreted everything he felt in the synaesthesia, and the pain that followed was far beyond all physical pain.

When his consciousness returned, he realized that his heart was beating wildly, panting heavily, his inner clothes were almost completely soaked in sweat, and the soaring adrenaline made his body almost crazy.

Except for these few new immigrants from Yanan, the remaining one made Chen Yan even more sad.

All sorrows and joys are interlinked, all feelings are completely synchronized, and all experiences are empathetic.

"That's not misery for them, Swarm, they don't even know what misery is, they just have to survive."

It was not a sunny afternoon, the air pressure on the island was very low, there was a seaspout raging in the sky, the island was calm, the temperature was terribly high, and the sultry heat made everything wet.

These experiences all come from a corpse piled up in a corner.

The world did not have half a round of ripples.

He never thought about the meaning of life.

This man was an orphan born on an island on the first island chain—he was an orphan just after he was born, and was thrown into the vomit of drunks by the bar, and was picked up by the priest of the Holy Light Church with cat milk. suffers from pain and loneliness for the rest of his life.

When Swarm felt the emotion contained in his words, the powerful magnetic field generated by the emotional riot disappeared.

Even though he never saw her again later, the feeling of happiness remained in his heart, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

After the era when Days Island became the center of the island chain came, he secretly boarded a ferry and wanted to go to the "legendary Days Island full of gold" with his friends to discuss life.

That's enough to make them desperate, but they can barely accept it under the threat of death, enough to keep them fighting for many, many years-but not completely hopeless.

The completely synchronized synaesthesia and the huge tear between his own memory made Chen Yan almost mentally collapsed.

He adapted quickly to his new surroundings like a wild animal.

When his consciousness returned, he had unconsciously followed the girl for a long time.

People who regained their sanity had no idea what had just happened, and the electronic equipment that was powered off also returned to normal. People did not pursue the abnormality that just happened, because they were busy with their lives and had no time to gossip. Inexplicable "power outage".

　PS: The rhythm of the last few chapters has been procrastinated, but some things are not clearly explained.

　　Next, try not to write something that has nothing to do with the main line.

　　But what should be said clearly must still be made clear.

　　——2023年2月4日16点56，二进制剑仙敬上
　　
　
(End of this chapter)