A journey of seven souls escaping from the basement

But these meaningless words were actually all she had so far.

"If you insist on making yourself more valuable?"

"and then?"

"Earn more money by taking on tasks?"

But maybe she herself felt that this shameful appearance seemed a bit unreliable, so W tried to come up with evidence that she thought so, which was also her all-powerful shield all along.

"Mercenaries are like this."

"How much does it mean to make more money? And, after making money, is there anything in this world that W wants to do, or a goal?"

"...I don't know. It's better to say that I'm just a mercenary. Isn't it a little weird to think about that kind of thing?"

Although heads are very valuable now, the price of one's own head has been raised in just one month, but in the end, a mercenary is a mercenary.

No matter how valuable your head is among mercenaries, for those in high positions, it is a convenient tool, or it is like fast food. You can eat it immediately after opening the bag and throw it away. The only difference may be that the price is higher. It's just that high-level mercenaries are more useful.

"Words like 'in this world' you said are a bit too big and far away for me. Those things, no matter what happened, no matter how much I think about them, it has nothing to do with people like me. I No matter what such a person does, it is meaningless.”

In the final analysis... that's what mercenaries are, and I am a mercenary, so I am just that.

"It feels like I kind of understand."

"You're not a mercenary."

"I know, I have never experienced this kind of thing as mercenaries. I can't say that I completely understand it, but the only thing is, how should I put it..." Yabu covered his head, looking like he was in pain of death. Recalling the time he caught up, "Only this feeling, I have experienced something similar to it."

To put it simply, it is the period of confusion after graduating from school. I don’t know what I want to do in the future...

Although the things they suffered were completely different, at least the source of this feeling was somewhat similar.

"...It's not easy for you either." W looked at Yabu covering his head and looking lost in memories. He reached out and patted his shoulder. Even though his hand went directly through his body, at least it was emotional. The block is finally in place.

"But don't be discouraged. If you think so now, you are already in stage two."

"Phase two?"

"To put it simply, it is to realize that the relationship between oneself and the world is like the gears and hands in a pocket watch..."

Many times, people will have the illusion that the world they live in is very small.Just like a pocket watch, you think you are the needle on the dial, you think you are different from others, you think you have extraordinary talents, you think you will be able to push the hands of the times with your own hands sooner or later, and you are arrogant.

This is the first stage.

Maybe some people are indeed extraordinary, but after all, there are only three needles on the dial. In contrast, most of the gears in the pocket watch have never seen the light of day.

People in the second stage realize this and become discouraged.

But, things like gears...

"Well... the time is coming, I'll tell you next time."

"Hey, you didn't mean it on purpose, did you? Don't cut off your words suddenly like this." But W had nothing to do about it. He could only complain, scratch his head, sigh, and wave to Yabu, "Let's meet again next time. , remember to tell us about time."

"Ah."

"and also......"

The ghost has disappeared, but the sound of w has not stopped.

She looked at the place where Yabu disappeared. It was different from before. Because of the unheard result, W's eyes were a little more hopeful for the future.

"Be sure to tell me next time."

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Ark has been updated. It’s time to watch and play video games.

What I want to say specifically is actually already stated in the title.

But in any case, I have to say enough for a hundred words.

After that, there will probably be a dramatic plot on Gouzi's side, and then he will go to the doctor's side in the past.

Well, 8.5, War Doctor.

That's pretty much it anyway.

Then there is the leave request note that the group of friends thought of for me through their artistic talents. I will post it for you to see later.

Chapter 100 Unstable intermediate states

When did it start?

From a certain moment on, everything seemed like a kite with its string broken, gradually out of my control, but I could only watch the only thing I had on the empty ground getting further and further away from me. , until there is only a black dot left in the sky.

'did not return. '

Sitting on the bed, Lapland stared at the electronic watch hanging on the wall at home. The number on it at the moment was 8:21.

Leaning in the corner against the wall, like a stiff body, she stared at the passage of time. From night to day, her eyes began to feel dry and painful. Staring at the electronic watch for a long time made her feel that her vision had become blurry. Like the characters on it, it's a bit scarlet.

But she didn't have any idea of ​​resting. She sat up from the bed after Yabu left. She didn't even change her clothes, as if she was tireless and sleepy. She just sat there unconsciously, watching. With.

Becoming normal, starting to understand, no longer like before...

This is the feeling given to Texas after Lapland came to Longmen. It felt like she was really gradually becoming normal and no longer the same as before. Although most of the time she looked polite and behaved He acts like a normal person, but sometimes becomes aggressive when it comes to past issues.

But maybe in things like "becoming normal", the word normal is so focused that people tend to forget that becoming normal is a process, from one situation to another.

It is an intermediate state that is not yet stable and may tilt to a certain direction at any time.

'Not back yet...'

Another minute has passed, why haven’t you replied yet...

dong dong dong-

'are you back......'

Lapland slowly stood up and left the bed. He didn't respond to the knock on the door and just walked towards the door.

Her legs were a little numb from being squeezed for a long time, and her body was a little tired from not resting all night. However, this kind of thing was nothing to do with Lapland's physical condition, but she still felt a little awkward when walking. A shaky look.

dong dong dong-

The knock on the door sounded again.

'are you back. '

What should I say?

Ask him where he went?

Lapland knew that this kind of question was meaningless.

Ask him why he didn't come back one night?

She didn't want to ask this question. She didn't want to hear that person's name at the moment, nor did she want to see Yao Bu mention anything about that person.

What is even more undesirable is that when Yabu mentions that person, he may show a happy expression like the one he showed when he received that person's gift yesterday.

It would be too much to gain sympathy by directly saying that she had been waiting all night, but by saying nothing and remaining silent, she was not sure whether she would miss an opportunity to let the other party stay by her side more and stop running around.

It was only a short distance from the bed to the door, but in her chaotic thoughts, she felt as if she had walked for a long time.

Her body seemed to be crumbling because of her spirit, and her spirit seemed to be in danger because of her body. Her entire mental state seemed to be being gradually gnawed by the abyss, and she stood on the edge of the cliff.

This state is like a coin standing upright. Even a slight touch or even a breath can change her state.

Pull it, maybe face it, and your spirit can get a little relief.But if something happens at this time, give her a push...

No, no if.

This was bound to happen from the moment there was a knock on the door.

The knocking on the door was irregular, so it must not be that person. Yabu was a ghost, and he had no entity. Lapland once told him that when he went home, he could just go in without knocking.

But maybe there was something wrong with Lapland at this moment, or maybe she had already thought about it but her brain's self-protection mechanism was shielding it. She didn't think about it in detail, but turned the handle and opened the door.

There was no one outside the door, just a package.

Probably no one answered the door after knocking several times, so the person who delivered the package left it at the door and left.

And on the package, there was the recipient's name written on it, the name of a person she didn't want to see or hear at the moment.

Looking down and watching quietly, Lapland's eyes became a little dim, and everything else in his field of vision became a little out of focus and faded, leaving only the name written on the package.

Texas

There was something broken in her mind, which made her memory seem to be fragmented. Lapland could no longer remember how she got back into the house. When she came back to her senses, she was already sitting on the sofa in the living room with the package. Go up and look at the package she brought into the house and placed on the table in front of her.

To be precise, look at the name on it - Texas.

'did not return......'

When did it start?

There was no light, and the sunlight was blocked by the curtains. In this room, which was as dark and turbid as Lapland's heart at the moment, Lapland covered his cheeks with his hands and tapped his forehead with his fingers.

Texas, Texas…

It is not that you gnash your teeth as if you want to chew it into pieces, but that you tap your forehead with your fingers, just like a baby learning to speak, letting your tongue move in the most correct way, and whisper the words in the most standard voice, one by one.

Germany, Gram, Sa, Sri Lanka.

When did it start?

Everything now, the source of all problems, seems to have started from the moment she handed the pendant to Texas. From the moment Texas could see Yabu, everything went crazy and out of control. .

From the moment she handed the pendant to Texas, everything conveyed to her a fact that made her feel sick to her stomach.

I am not special.

Anyone who has come into contact with this pendant can see Yabu. I am just lucky enough to have come into contact with it first.

It may even be that he was not the first, but was the first to encounter him with amnesia, because Yabu has the ability to time teleport that he has never mentioned to her. There are countless people who would have met Yabu earlier than her. Bu acquaintance.

And her so-called luck, so-called being the only one who can connect with him, so-called being something that only belongs to her, is just because she came into contact with him slightly. Her meaning to Yabu is nothing more than that. It's just one step ahead of others.

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1 You prefer to be with her, don’t you?

She obviously hoped that she and Yabu would be unique, but reality gave her an answer that she had seen so many times that she was tired of it - others could do it too.

But, why.

Lapland clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deeply into her flesh, and the pain touched her precarious sanity. She felt dizzy, as if the whole world was laughing at her innocence and stupidity.

Why should what you want end up with the result that "I was just lucky enough to meet it first" instead of being special.

Why can I do it because I was lucky enough to be a little bit ahead? Even Texas can do it but I didn't meet him in the first place. It can't be that only Lapland can do this.

Is she Texas the protagonist?

No matter how you observe and learn, it seems to be meaningless, because all the good things are coming to her. Even if you think this is something that belongs only to you, in the end, the other party is just lucky for you. It's just a meeting, the other person can do it just like me, and even judging from the results, she is better than me, as if my rare luck is just to serve as a foil for her.

Is she really better than me?Is she really better than me in every aspect?

As soon as this question arose, Lapland realized that judging from the current situation, this seemed to be an indisputable fact.

Ah, yes, maybe this doesn’t even need to be a question.

After all, it's always like this, compared to myself...

"Huh? Lapland? Are you awake already? Ah, that's right...it's already this time."

A voice appeared out of thin air in the quiet room, but this sudden voice did not have any frightening effect on Lapland. After all, she had already adapted to the fact that the owner of the voice would suddenly appear next to her from time to time.

However, this time there was something different. Yabu did not suddenly appear next to her as if he was bound to her, but passed through the door and came back from outside.

"Sorry, I'm a little late."