Ultraman in the world of grams

Chapter 101 Deep Consciousness
After figuring out the profound and complicated philosophical issues, Nan Ke lay back comfortably.

He closed his eyes, sinking into the deepest part of his mind.

All kinds of complicated brilliance are in a mess here, and even the wittiest abstract paintings can't describe what happens here. What's messed up here is not only the plane, but even the space, and even the time.There is a dizzying spiral here, and this staircase that goes straight up but goes straight down.

There is no road in the real sense here at all, only some ribbon-like objects that are woven into a ball, extending in all directions, barely enough for people to walk on them.

Nan Ke turned sideways, avoiding an irregular piece of debris.

He glanced lightly at the splinter as it slid by in front of him with an extremely strange logic of action, and it showed a chubby baby learning to walk.As a result, he accidentally fell down, and his big pale yellow eyes were filled with tears.

This is Professor Wilson's childhood memory.

Nan Ke avoided these messy memory fragments with ease.

This is the depths of Professor Wilson's consciousness, carrying his countless memories, but unfortunately, these memories have collapsed into countless fragments, which conflict with each other and are independent.

Even if he tried to piece the pieces together, they would just condense into a messy twist.

Every time he wanted to find something useful from Professor Wilson's memory, he had to dig through this distorted and messy memory for a long time.Compared with Professor Wilson's subconscious, the garbage dump can be regarded as well-organized.

Fortunately, some of the profound memory fragments are relatively large, so it is not too troublesome for him to find them.

But some details are not guaranteed at all.Who knows where those tiny glass shards are hiding.

A fragment that could barely be regarded as a triangular pyramid jumped out from below and passed through Nan Ke's forehead.

Nan Ke's eyes appeared in the classroom of Harvard University for a moment, and an old man with a smile on his face said to him gently: "Howard, you still have some problems with your thesis, you have to rewrite it..."

"Do not--"

Wilson felt ashamed for a moment.

Nan Ke was also affected by the memory fragments at this time, and seemed to have completely forgotten who he was, only remembering that he was Wilson who hadn't been in the thesis.

Fortunately, the impact of the fragments is only momentary.

The triangular pyramid-like fragment jumped out from the back of Nan Ke's head and moved to the other side.

Nan Ke covered his head, gritted his teeth and dodged the attack of another piece of debris.

Every time I come here, it's like playing dodge ball. Who knows when a piece of debris will pop up, up, down, left, and right.

I don't know what kind of blind box those fragments will open.

However, this time, Nan Ke did not come here to find memory fragments from this pile of abstract consciousness.

He dodged all the way and came to the deepest part of Professor Wilson's subconscious.

It was a dull swamp, without a gleam of light, and the bubbling black water was bubbling.

Listen carefully, every bubble bursts, and there are random and crazy broken words.

Professor Wilson's own consciousness is in the very center of this swamp.

He was naked, curled up like a baby in its mother's womb.The black sewage is like the amniotic fluid that breeds life.

But if you take a closer look, you will find that the black sewage is flowing from Professor Wilson's mouth, nose, eyes and even ears.

His eyes were empty, without eyeballs, and the black liquid flowed, filling the entire swamp.His hair was also wet, and he was curled up in a corner with a dirty face.From time to time, a sentence or two of subtle lies floated out.

"Unlucky boy, why did I accumulate so much water after a day of absence?"

Nan Ke sighed, and emitted a ball of light from his hand, suspended in mid-air.The moment the black sewage came into contact with the brilliant light, it was quickly evaporated.

They share a life, so in Professor Wilson's subconscious, he also has a part of the ability to affect here.

Nan Ke strolled to Professor Wilson's side.

Professor Wilson made a "ho ho" sound from his throat, and stared at the guy who suddenly appeared beside him with his empty eyes vigilantly.

At this time, Professor Wilson was not at all like the gentle and refined professor known to the outside world.The look of horror and loathing on his face made him like a beast.

He curled up with his body bent and his neck bent, his body was covered with sticky dirt, he let out a non-human roar from his throat, and yelled in collapse from time to time, his thinking was so chaotic that he couldn't communicate normally at all.

It is estimated that even his parents would not dare to recognize Professor Wilson like this.Not to mention letting him dominate this body.

Nan Ke let out a long sigh and sat down beside Professor Wilson.

Regardless of the dirt, he stretched out his hand and rubbed the other person's forehead twice.

Professor Wilson snorted a few times vigilantly, and then turned into doubts again, nothing could be seen from the dark eye sockets.

But soon, his eyes narrowed comfortably, he purred, and stuck to Nan Ke's hand.

The curled body also moved closer to Nan Ke.

Just like some kind of small animal, relying on intuition to get close to the light source, close to the existence that brings light and warmth to them.

Under the illumination of the light source summoned by the group of Nanke, Professor Wilson, who was constantly twitching and insane, gradually calmed down, and his dark and empty eyes gradually closed.

Breathing is slow, like falling asleep.

Nan Ke sighed sadly.

To be honest, such a huge man leaned over, and his body was covered with a mess of unknown black liquid.A normal person would feel sick.

But there is no way, this guy's spirit is very bad, and it can even be said to be constantly deteriorating.If left alone, this guy will drown his entire subconscious mind.When he came here for the first time, he was also taken aback by the flood-like black swamp.

In addition to flooding, he will keep saying some crazy and confusing words.They share the same body, so he can hear what the other party says, and he can hear a chaotic and crazy voice whispering in his ears every day.

I personally can't stand it.Nan Ke completely blocked these as noises.

But going on like this is not an option, so he comes here to clean up the sewage from time to time, and give Professor Wilson a haircut by the way.

That's right, Professor Wilson really can't be regarded as a normal person now.Human rationality has basically disappeared, and the whole person is like a large animal.

Mental illness is better than him.

Treating the current Professor Wilson as an animal can at least make Nan Ke feel less nervous.

"Senior Gauss, when will you be able to respond to me?"

(End of this chapter)