Chapter 1019: Chapter 1019: dusa 9
His mind felt like it was filled with mud, and darkness intermittently blinded his sight. How could anyone accept that everything he experienced on his journey was fake?
The people he t, the injuries he suffered, the blood and tears he shed, were they all fake?
“Shen Mo, think carefully. So many teammates, why is it that only you survived?” The demoness sighed, “Think about it, how coincidental it was to receive a call from Wang Jingxian during a mission? She has always been indifferent towards her daughter, so why would she ask you to pick soone up? And think again, why do you always manage to escape death?”
Shen Mo stood rigidly, his expression stunned, silent.
“Is it because you are exceptionally intelligent? Or because you are uniquely gifted and unparalleled?… Neither.” The demoness spoke in a very light and slow tone, “It’s always a coincidence that you guess right, solve those cunning riddles, because it’s all your imagination…”
Because it’s imaginative, no matter how great the dangers you face, you always find a way to survive!
Shen Mo’s face turned pale, his eyes gradually becoming vacant…
Could it really be fake?
His legs and feet felt numb, perhaps from a snake bite, as if they had no sensation… How to distinguish between what’s real and what’s fake…
Dark, slender snakes crawled up, one after another… They coiled around his legs, climbed up his waist, slithered across his chest, wrapped around his shoulders, and bit his neck…
The cool, soft body of the snakes, the sharp, piercing pain of their fangs…
Are these sensations real?
The demoness sighed not far away, “Wake up… Don’t you understand yet, this world is just your imagination, the people around you are all created according to your preferences, the street thugs have a heart of justice, the elderly co forward to fight injustice, and the defiant girls are tad by you… All these, everything, is your fantasy!”
Shen Mo stood motionless, after a long ti, his lips slightly moved: “Are you saying… they, all of them, don’t exist?”
The demoness fell silent, then spoke again after a while: “I know it’s hard for you to accept, but this is the truth, you are indeed trapped in your own ntal world.”
He lowered his head.
Where did those snakes go? Why did they seem to lt away, becoming muddy streaks on his body?
… What happened to the players around him, why are they nowhere to be seen?
The space seed to be twisting.
The demoness in front of him beca increasingly blurred…
He stood in the mud…
The entire world seed to be spinning.
The voice of the demoness echoed around, like the tide, continuously rising and falling in his ears—
“Ever since you were young, you’ve been a cold person… Your parents had a marriage of convenience, without any affection for each other.
Your father, a romantic, liked to travel and write poetry, and never wanted to stay at ho and engage in pretense with your mother. Your birth was just an addition to the family, not the fruit of love, and thus, the relationship between you and your father over the years has been very distant.
Your mother, on the other hand, prioritized her interests above all else. She gave birth to you and raised you but never really cared about you. She cared more about the prosperity and decline of her family’s heritage, and you to her, were a compromise to reality, a necessity borne from marriage to a man she did not love…
Though it seed you were born into an enviable family environnt, in reality, no one looked forward to your arrival in this world… No one cared about you, and you didn’t care about anyone either.
Later, after your mother passed away, you were put under the guardianship of your grandfather. Despite your excellent academic performance, your grandfather thought you lacked passion for people and matters, so he strongly advocated for you to attend a military academy. Because… it’s a profession that only requires obedience to commands and no emotional involvent…”
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