After Waking up Beside the Villain

     root nerve.

    The tip of the pen shuddered uncontrollably.

    The back of the hand protrudes from the blue veins, and the smooth ink marks collapse the deformed lines.

    His consciousness seemed to be swallowed into a dark tunnel.

    A strange piece of text.

    No, not text.

    It's the name.

    They belong to the former owner of the black leather notebook.

    The pale giant pupils gathered by the madly twisted maggots...

    In the center of the **** altar, the religious leader who tried to awaken the gods with bones and flesh...

    Countless names, countless faces.

    It is an old god, an ancient legend, and the madness of ordinary human beings.

    Chu Yunsheng looked at the silhouettes that flashed by one after another, at the pictures they wrote and depicted on the black leather notebook, at the appearance of their mad laughing and horrified mourning, vaguely perceiving To the origin of this black leather notebook.

    It fell from an unknown area in the depths of the starry sky and is called the Book of Truth.

    It is not only the old days and gods that have it, but also aliens and ordinary humans. As long as the mental threshold can break through a certain extremely high limit, it can be used.

    There are very few ordinary humans who can achieve the corresponding conditions.

    In the hands of those who cannot meet the conditions, it will be a speck of ignored dust, useless, and no one cares.

      Tell the truth about everything you want to know about it.

    world power.

    And, this is not a copy, but the original, otherwise there would be no such real and powerful illusions.

    The package sent to Rong Chen may have been mistaken, or it may have been intentionally exchanged, or there may have been a mysterious accident during transportation. All in all, when it finally arrived in Rong Chen's hands, it was the original, not a replica.

    Digesting the origin of the book of truth, Chu Yunsheng chased those ancient illusions and walked forward slowly.

    I don't know how long he walked, he finally saw the strange pattern he drew in front of the passage, and also saw Rong Chen behind the pattern.

    Rong Chen stood on the cliff at midnight.

    Countless crawling shadows surrounded him, he looked calm, and quickly wrote a line of strange words in the black leather notebook.

    His skin began to become transparent, blood vessels, internal organs and bones were clearly visible like a perspective view of the human body.

    Suddenly, his ravaged brain trembled, with a chaotic and delirium rhythm.

    A group of strange and indefinable colors gradually emerged from the depths of the brain, spewing out, towards the wide cliff, towards the deep valley bottom, towards the dark and boundless sky.

    On the cliff and below the cliff, countless twisted shadows crawling like ant colonies seemed to be hit by an invisible giant wave in an instant.

    They silently turned into black powder, in the howling wind, like a thick fog floating.

    Rong Chen lowered his head and walked out of the fog step by step, the black leather notebook in his hand gradually melted into a black liquid, dripped into the soil, and disappeared without a trace.

    He didn't stop, walked from the open space to the edge of the cliff, and from the edge of the cliff to the wind.

    Fall!

    The night birds shrieked and the trees shook.

    A body fell heavily into the dark valley.

    No brains flying, no limbs twisted.

    Complete and perfect.

    The corners of the lips, which were originally straight and cold, were slightly curved at some point, revealing a happy and warm smile, strange and out of place.

    At the same time as this smile appeared, the color falling into the sky outlined a blurred and disillusioned scene—

    The blood-red stars moved to the center of the dome, and the dark tide rushed to the shore. Hundreds of pregnant women with their stomachs high were tied to the bottom of the boat and sank into the water.

    This is recorded in the Book of the Dead, a sublime ritual that summons the gods to descend.

    Howl, laughter, hazy fog.

     Pregnant women die one by one with the children in their wombs.

    Dozens, hundreds, until an exception occurs.

    It was a baby whose dark tide was lifted by an indescribable color.

    His hair is light gray, his eyes are dark, and his limbs and torso are wrapped with broken vines with strange patterns.

    When he appeared under the blood-red stars, all the humans who looked directly at him burst their eyeballs, curled up on the ground in pain, and wailed a monotonous movement.

    The white-robed high priest tried to pick him up, but was corroded and melted under the starlight.

    The head of the high priest was floating, weeping blood and tears, and he realized later that they were deeply hated by the gods they believed in.

    The swaddle of vines was pushed by the dark tide onto one of the countless boats on this shore.

    The tide gradually receded, the boat drifted away with the tide, the vines disappeared, the color was dim, and he fell into a deep sleep.

    Time is moving fast and fast.

    Hundreds of millions of years are just the birth and destruction of a star in the vast universe.

    On the earth with a long lifespan, the continents of eternity are sinking, and civilizations that are not afraid of the years die out.

    An ancient city where the behemoth sleeps forever on the sea floor, and the white worm freezes on the nameless glacier of the polar circle.

    From full of vitality, to the dead end of the world, and from the desolate wasteland, to rebuild the high-rise buildings.

    The boat is so immortal, floating on the sea.

    One day, it ran aground on a sparsely visited beach.

    A young couple troubled by infertility was walking sadly by the seaside when suddenly they heard a baby cry.

     "My surname is Rong, your surname is Chen, this is our lucky baby, let's call it Rong Ai Chen!"

    "This is too vulgar, my son grows up in a hurry with you. Let's call him Rong Chen, take our surname, and let people know that it is our son as soon as they hear it!"

    "Well well..."

    Chu Yunsheng has come to the end of this passage.

    He watched the couple leave with the well-behaved sleeping baby, and everything that followed was covered up and could no longer be seen.

    But he can roughly guess that this smart and beautiful child will grow up in a family that is not rich but happy and interesting, experiencing mischief in childhood, troubles in youth, confusion in adulthood, just like every Just like an ordinary human being who grew up in this land.

    The two figures gradually disappeared, and Chu Yunsheng's vision was suddenly filled with a dazzling white light.

    The frantic ravings and dizzying visions quickly dissipated.

    Chu Yunsheng heard his heartbeat and a hissing sound from far and near.

    He frowned slightly, and quickly and skillfully drew a line of clarity in his mind, forcing himself to open his eyes instantly.

    All the lights in the camp have disappeared, and the silence is eerie.

      , cautiously and deftly rushed out of the tent.

    The fire outside the tent has been extinguished, and all the hanging cold light lamps have been blown up, and only half of them are flickering with eerie white light.

    On the edge of the cliff, twisted and crawling human shadows have already climbed up and gathered, approaching and surrounding the camp, hundreds of thousands, like a large black and terrifying ant tide.

    Ning Feichi, who was at night, stood in the middle of the camp with his eyes closed, as if he was caught in a muddy nightmare and could not wake up. Lin Yi sat beside the extinguished fire, holding a falcon in his hand, his knuckles trembled and he wanted to pull the trigger, but it seemed like a frozen iceberg, unable to move at all.

     Hou Wanguo and Su Jie in the tent next door were silent, as if they did not exist.

    "Boom-boom-!"

    The sound of continuous strafing blasted off the dead cliff.

    It is as if the frozen time flows again.

    Ning Feichi suddenly opened his eyes, Lin Yi pressed his fingers, pulled the trigger, and energy bullets poured out like fire.

    The curtain of the tent next door was instantly torn open, and Hou Wanguo and Su Jie rushed out one after the other.

    Compared to Ning Feichi and Lin Yi's confusion and dread, Hou Wanguo and Su Jie seemed to be very awake, as if they had been prepared to wait for the opportunity. He also put on his backpack like Chu Yunsheng.

    Hou Wanguo glanced at Chu Yunsheng who shot: "President Chu is good at marksmanship!"

    "Deputy! Fuck...what the hell!"

    Ning Feichi shouted loudly, and quickly retreated to the tent, drawing a gun and shooting frantically.

    The tide-like creeping shadows were continuously blown up by the energy bombs, like black waves hitting the bank.

    Lin Yi also quickly got up and shot, while looking at Hou Wanguo and Su Jie with inquiring eyes.

    Hou Wanguo shook his head imperceptibly, and put a black card into the inner pocket while holding the gun. If Chu Yunsheng had not been keeping an eye on him, he might not have been able to Capture this action of Hou Wanguo.

    That's one of the Security Agency's collections, something like the Book of Truth?

    The humans of this world have no access to extraordinary powers, but they can use weapons and certain things unearthed in the ruins of the old world to try to fight those unknown fears.

    Despite far more failures than successes, they never give up.

    "More and more!"

    Ning Feichi said, "Where the **** did this come from!"

    Su Jie said: "They have no intention of attacking us."

      Risky contact like this!" Ning Feichi said.

      Crawling, quickly approaching them.

    "Evacuate, down!"

     Hou Wanguo's brows were tightly knitted, and he roared loudly amid the deafening gunfire.

    At the same time, he stretched out his hand and pulled Chu Yunsheng, and let him and the four people from the seventh place form the formation of the emergency retreat that he had agreed to before, while shooting with guns, forcing the tide of shadows to retreat , while quickly retreating to the dark forest.

    The body was quickly engulfed by the darkness.

    "Stay in formation and run!"

    The forest leaves swayed wildly, and the five people quickly ran across the bushes and rocks, stopping briefly from time to time and turning back to shoot.

    Suddenly, Chu Yunsheng felt the source of that gloomy peeping feeling very clearly for the first time in this escape.

    He turned his head sharply, looking to the right.

    Meanwhile.

    On a branch passing overhead, a spider with tiny eyes on its belly fell down and landed on the back of Chu Yunsheng's neck accurately.

    However, before the psychedelic venom could be injected, the strange spider melted into a drop of cold black water the moment it touched Chu Yunsheng's skin.

    He stopped running silently and stayed where he was. He was not under any control or influence, but only saw the true face of those voyeurs.

      giant body.

    A week ago, Chu Yunsheng also saw it.

    It belongs to Ferguson Private Hospital, where Rong Chen performed craniotomy.

    "Guiding Stone No. 2 was successfully captured, ordinary human, no sign of resistance."

    A French male voice rang out.

    At the same time, with a light click, Chu Yunsheng's wrists froze, and he added a pair of ordinary handcuffs that fit his identity as an ordinary human being.