Magical daily life after reincarnation

Chapter 128 Out of Control Instinct

Vague.

Indescribably vague.

The lines of everything around him became blurred.

The world seems to have become a watercolor painting in the process of creation, and the scenery reminds Tullow of Monet's impressionism.

Dorrell did not hold a ceremony like Professor Ella did, nor did he let everyone pass through the rune door, but just said "Let's go", and Talo was in this world.

"This should be the spirit world." Tulo opened his eyes and looked around, but there was no one in the blurry classroom.

The spiritual world is not as clear as a dream, but has a faint sense of constant floating and changing.

Just looking at the vague and misty things around, Tulo felt an inexplicable feeling, a bit similar to hunger, but a little different.

When he just took the first step, the ground under his feet rippled in circles, and then within a radius of about one meter, the ground gradually changed from water ripples to restless lines.

"Concept thread?" Tulo looked down at the changes at his feet in a strange way, but he didn't activate [Naya's Eye].

Then he turned his head and looked at the white crow on his shoulder. Xiaobai was looking around curiously, and it didn't seem to be doing it.

Pulling a conceptual thread from the ground, there is no meaning of ground, stone bricks, or solidity in it, but all point to Tullow.

"This, no way... I was fine when I entered the dream, but now I seem to have become a source of pollution again in the spirit world." Seeing the lines spreading around at a slow speed, Tulo scratched his head helplessly .

This is not like extracting concepts from things like in the present world, but directly reducing the existence of this world to concepts, concepts that have been assimilated by Tullow's pollution.

At this time, he also understood what the "hunger feeling" after entering the spirit world was. It was like a certain instinct in his body. He unconsciously wanted to change the entire spirit world into his own appearance.

"This is impossible. The spirit world belongs to everyone, how can it become mine." Talo sat cross-legged on the ground, restrained his mind, and tried to suppress this desire through meditation.

As the pollution spread, Talo noticed that his power was rising rapidly, and the power of countless elements was gathering in his body.

But at the same time, the spiritual sense also brought a vague foresight. If the spiritual world is really swallowed up, it will inevitably reach a higher status than a demigod like Professor Janesa.

But the Tullow at that time may not necessarily be the current Tullow.

He hated this completely unpredictable change, so he tried his best to suppress the inexplicable instinct.

The concept threads around were returned one by one, and the ground became flat again.

But the more you suppress this instinct, the stronger the feeling of wanting to take the surroundings as your own.

Tulo stood up again, with a feeling of drunkenness in his head, he turned to look at Xiaobai: "You, me, or us, what the hell are you?"

Frowning, he walked slowly in the classroom. What Zhuo Ruier said was to feel the connection between the real god and the spirit world, but Talo really couldn't detect the connection between Xiaobai and the spirit world.

"Gah!"

Xiaobai's wings fluttered back and forth, as if he had the same doubts as his master.

"This is not a place to stay for a long time, we must leave here as soon as possible." Tulo shook his head vigorously twice, and said to himself.

The desire to taint everything is constantly accumulating, and he is afraid that if he breaks through a certain threshold, he will no longer be able to control himself.

The present world, the dream world, and the spiritual world, although according to Hercules, have been separated by a "curtain" by Him, the link must still exist. If you can't stop after "eating" the spiritual world, you can Everything in contact may suffer.

When thinking about going to the other side quickly, the feedback from the Gate of Truth also became agitated. The confusion of thoughts made it difficult for Talo to actively manipulate the Gate of Truth and cross to the other world in a stable manner.

"No! I want to learn from the hyena and become a partner of justice! I haven't even met the evil god that I must conquer! How can I fall by myself first!"

Tulo gritted his teeth and patted his head. What he was afraid of was not the growth of strength, but the dissipation of "self".

The longer he fights, the more he realizes how terrifying the thing hidden deep in his body is, like an uncontrollable giant beast, an invisible abyss, once it is allowed to vent, his small human nature will be destroyed. , will be swallowed up in minutes.

Xiaobai felt the master's heart, and turned into a stream of light and merged into the master's eyes. Then Talo closed his eyes tightly again, the veins on his forehead burst out, and he roared loudly.

"Fool!!!"

The stone bricks on the ground shattered in response, tearing apart the cracks of nothingness in this blurred world.

[The Fool] brought clear rationality to Talo, but at the same time, it also attracted layers of prayers from outside the sky.

"The existence of crouching in the chaos!"

"The souls of thousands of ridiculous gods!"

"A great wise man with a thousand faces!"

"I humbly beg you! I beg your response!"

The stimulation of these endless blasphemous sounds, on the contrary, aggravated the growth of desire.

Tulo stabilized his figure in a weird standing posture, and combed the blobs on his forehead with his hands.

"Noisy!"

He squeezed out this extremely suppressed response from between his teeth, and there was a silence in his ears for an instant. The existence that he prayed to himself just now seemed to have all returned to nothingness.

But in the blink of an eye, the sound of prayers from other places rang out one after another, and my mind turned sharply. Suddenly, an inspiration burst out. I just need to follow these links and send my desire to those beings who pray to me!
There was a relaxed smile on Talo's face, and he didn't even consider what kind of consequences his instinct would have if he broke out in those worlds.

"Not enough, more, more."

The brokenness and wailing that echoed in his ears made him a little dissatisfied with the current prayers, and he wanted more links.

"Respond to my authority..."

Tulo muttered to himself, while stroking his upper body with his hands, the wind blades cut through the school uniform, cut open the skin, and shattered the ribs.

The severe pain made him exhale, and stimulated his spirit together with [The Fool]. He knew that he was already half out of control, but he still had to think of ways to survive.

Then he raised the student bracelet and sent a message to Undini.

Zhuo Ruier once said that there is no distance in the time and space of the spiritual world, as long as you find the direction, you can walk there in one step.

"Hi! How are you doing over there!"

Sensing the message from the bracelet, the corners of Tulo's bloody mouth slowly returned to a normal arc.

He took a step forward, and the surroundings turned into a vast expanse of white snow, and Wendini, who was playing and playing with the snow wolf cub, came into view.

"What happened?!" Just as Wendini raised her head, she saw Tullow, whose chest was bloody and bloody. She immediately took out her wand, but Tallow immediately stopped her.

"I met an unknown spirit world creature, and I was attacked a little bit. I don't need healing magic right now." Tulo replied, struggling to make out Wentini's words from the noisy prayers.

"What I need now is your frost magic, let me keep calm, but at the same time, be careful not to make me lose consciousness." Tulo sat down on the snow, his tone was a little weak and his lips were a little twitching after losing too much blood. white.

"Okay." Wentini looked at Tarlow's wound with some reluctance, and followed his instructions to cover his body with frost.

The snow wolf cub also ran to Tulo's side, sticking out its pink tongue and licking his fingers.

"This place in the spirit world is too scary. If it is not necessary, I will definitely not come again..." Taluo's body trembled slightly, rubbing the head of Little Snow Wolf with his palm, his consciousness fluctuated between blurred and clear, and he controlled A balance of catharsis and inhibition.

He is now like a flat boat trying to maintain balance in the monstrous waves, if he is not careful, he will completely capsize.

"If it's about staying awake, Grace should be much better at it than me." Wendini squatted beside Talo, biting her lip and looking at the broken ribs in the bloody mess.

"No, don't release spiritual magic on the current me!" Talo said to Wendini with a serious face. He couldn't guarantee what kind of reaction he would make when his spirit was attacked from outside.

The body stands in the present world, the spirit floats in the dream, and the current spirit world should be counted as the soul.

Tullow already knew clearly that his soul was a million points of restlessness. Among the three prayers directed at him, the word "soul" appeared in the second sentence.

He didn't know what the thousands of absurd gods were, but judging from the outburst of instinct now, it was definitely not a good thing.

Just when he used rational thinking to boost his spirits, Wendini helped Tallo straighten out his buoyant sea, and then gently blew on his forehead: "My mother said that if someone close to you is hurt, as long as you Take a breath with your heart, and let the cold wind take away some pain."

"Thank you." Tulo thanked Wendini with some difficulty. Although he only wanted more cold and pain now, he was still grateful for Wentini's actions.

It's just that with the increase of frost and snowflakes on his body, the coldness suddenly disappeared, and a feeling of being wrapped in warm water hit him, and the call to let himself fall asleep kept ringing from the bottom of his heart.

"Has the central nervous system been paralyzed?" Tulo raised his palm and looked at the blood-stained palm.

The cold and pain are subsiding, the breathing and heartbeat continue to speed up, and the thinking is clear again.

"Spirit of the Tree? What is it?" Wentini asked with some confusion.

"It's nothing, it's a reaction of a person before dying." Tulo replied with a smile.

If you die in the spirit world, you should really die, but this is not considered physical death, and it is also considered suicide. There is a high probability that the mysterious door will not pass through.

"Before death?" Wendini was stunned for a moment, and tears welled up in his eyes: "No! You can't die!"

She was a little at a loss and wanted to wave the wand and cast healing magic, but Tulo just said that she couldn't do this, which made her anxious and didn't know what to do. She couldn't help stretching her palm towards Tulo's chest, but she was afraid of really touching Touching his wound, he immediately retracted.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, what should I do..." Wentini sobbed, and tears had already spread all over her panicked cheeks.

"Don't worry, I won't die. There is a saying in my hometown that good people don't live long, but evil will last for thousands of years." Talo patted Wendini's head lightly, and patiently comforted him: "I feel like I am now, but An unprecedented catastrophe, how could it be possible to die."

"No, you're a good person!" Wentini had just finished speaking, and then remembered Talow's short life, and quickly changed his words: "Yes! You are a scourge! A very big scourge! Please! I can help you now Do something……"

"Let's think about it, help me cover a few more layers of frost on the wound." Tulo braced himself and changed into a comfortable position.

He once again refreshed his understanding of magicians. This kind of injury would have gone to hell for an ordinary person, and he didn't know what changes would be brought about by connecting the power of the spirit world and the dream world.

Looking at Wendini, who was tearing up and moving carefully, accompanied by the chaotic wailing and prayers in his ears, Tulo recalled the time since he awakened his memory.

It seems that I have never been sad about anything, nor have I been really happy, just like now, it seems that I am constantly suppressing something, but the current moment is strongly manifested.

Whether people praised him loudly or slandered him for no reason, he never showed the slightest corresponding emotion.

The same is true in interpersonal relationships. I have never taken the initiative to get close to anyone, and even when I want to get close to myself like Professor Maeve, I will subconsciously keep enough distance.

Including asking Grace if she likes her. After the other party denied it, she never thought about it again.

I haven't suffered any psychological trauma, and I was quite outgoing in my previous life, how could I become like this unconsciously.

I didn't even take the initiative to be seductive. In my previous life, besides eating, going to work, and sleeping, I was a good boy who was reading a book and making butter.

"If you lose your humanity, you lose a lot; if you lose your bestiality, you lose everything."

Tullow murmured quotes from "The Three-Body Problem" in a voice that Untini could not hear clearly.

I am not only human, I am almost losing my animal nature...

He gradually realized the sense of incongruity and disobedience that he had been feeling all along. This process of continuously slipping towards extreme rationality was obviously abnormal.

"Xiaobai, what is the difference between the king and his mount?"

"I'm not asking you 'man vs. horse', 'two feet vs. four legs', childish questions."

"But regardless of posture, ability, and strength, if there are two identical existences."

"Which one is the king who dominates the battle, and which one is the mount that serves as an auxiliary force, and what is the difference between them?"

Tarlow repeated the empty lines in his heart, and a clear answer slowly emerged.

"Quack!" Xiaobai, who shared the same spirit as Taluo, cried out.

"That's right! There is only one answer! Instinct!"

I have always been so cautious, so overestimated the power of reason, and ignored everything other than reason!

As long as it is a living creature, there must be two instincts, fear and reproduction.

Fear is for better survival, and reproduction is for the continuation of the race.

Species that lose this instinct are bound to be endangered or even extinct.

Humans, on the other hand, have a higher understanding and display of these two instincts that evolved from the reptile brain.

"I currently believe that I am still a human being, and as a human being, I must show the instinct of being a human being, Talo Towers, instead of being swallowed by other instincts! Don't underestimate the power that thousands of butters give me! !"

Wentini had just carefully sealed Talo's wound with ice, and when he looked up, he saw his red eyes slowly opening, which seemed to be filled with materialized desire.

(End of this chapter)