Chapter 2 You are dead

This is a deep and dark corridor.

There were faint flames on both sides, and the glow was a little abnormal, just like the fluorescent lights in his previous life. Xiao En suddenly realized that his memory had begun to become clear. He tried to use reason to analyze everything that was happening at the moment. His brain began to work frantically, recalling everything in his previous life, whether it was from movies or novels, or other broken memories, all the broken memories that could help explain what was happening in front of him were being recalled frantically.

"calm!"

"Your thinking sparks are so brilliant!" The woman's cold voice sounded.

A cold finger.

The skin was extremely delicate and soft, but not warm, but a little cold, and it gently touched Xiao En's forehead. He tried to dodge, but couldn't. In an instant, he was forced to calm down, his mind was clearer than ever, but his brain was very "lazy".

It is refusing to recall those fragmented memories.

His brain was rebelling against him.

It was like an old and dilapidated desktop computer. Even when running a small program, the fan would roar. The sharp tinnitus started again and had begun to affect the brain's operating power.

"This isn't scientific, and it's not even magical!"

"But it's crazy." Sean's brain rebelled.

His brain rejected him.

Refuse to recall those broken memories, at least not so intensely, because those broken memories bring back a familiar scream.

The brain becomes dull.

"What is that?" Xiao En's body was paralyzed again.

The deep corridor is changing.

He saw swaying fireflies and shadows growing in the darkness like a spreading curtain. Countless obscure words and patterns appeared on the walls of the corridors on all four sides. These were "knowledge" that could not be seen clearly, but seemed to want to be imprinted in his mind.

The brain is trembling!
It betrayed Sean, it wanted to take in the knowledge, to remember the obscure patterns that emerged.

It even tried to control Sean's eyes and stare at the reflections of the curtains spreading in the darkness.

The brain has a mind of its own.

"Lord of Darkness."

"A very powerful and strange ancient being, also a very famous writer, who likes some crazy and bizarre ideas. He lingers in the deepest part of people's memories." The woman's voice was no longer calm. She chanted a spell that Xiao En couldn't understand. A flickering light appeared on her fingertips, like a faint blue netherworld fire. Her voice trembled slightly, with a hint of magnetic hoarseness, and she said slowly: "He is attracted to you. Were you also a writer in your previous life?"

"No." Xiao En blurted out, completely out of control.

"That's good." The faint light gathered in the woman's hand dispelled the reflection in the darkness, and she said softly: "Artists are a group of troublesome guys."

"Their ideas are too active."

"It's easy to summon something that you shouldn't touch."

"Lord of Darkness."

"He is often attracted to some crazy and bizarre thoughts. You'd better keep your mind restrained. At least here, don't think too much."

Sean saw the text.

An unknown ancient text spread along the walls of the corridor, as if it was a magnificent epic. The outline of an angel appeared in the curtain, but it was not the kind of angel that Sean knew. It was a group of bright red flesh balls that squirmed and spread its wings. In the center was a scarlet eye, and in the center of a pair of huge white wings was a slowly opening pupil.

"You're really not a writer?" The woman was silent again, her voice magnetic and nervous.

"No." Xiao En hesitated and said carefully: "But I occasionally write some absurd stories."

A country slang term for insulting someone.

Xiao En was very sure that the other party had said a swear word, a curse word, and it was very unpleasant. Although he couldn't understand it, his brain understood it.

Ah!
Damn.

My brain betrayed me and it no longer obeyed my commands.

or.

Am I disobeying my brain?
"Stay rational, I'll take you out." The woman's magnetic voice trembled. She grabbed Xiao En's hand, which was cold to the touch. Her body temperature was very low. She was a little nervous and whispered, "If you still want to live, please don't think about anything anymore."

"Otherwise, I will have to take your body to report to the instructor."

They might even be mummified.

Because next to the morgue were mummies.

Ah!
Damn!

Can't think about anything anymore!
His eyes also began to betray himself. He shifted his gaze towards the strange words on the wall, trying to imprint those absurd and weird words and symbols into Sean's brain.

“First lesson in survival here.”

“Learn to control yourself.”

“Including thoughts.”

The woman dragged Xiao En fiercely through the spreading shadows. Countless shadows turned into tentacles, as if trying to keep him, or maybe trying to keep Xiao En's brain, where the sparks of thought flickered. The dark curtain changed into endless obscure symbols, some of which were so familiar and strange. These were all knowledge, living, conscious, obscure and mysterious knowledge.

If Xiao En only reached out, grabbed them, and then stuffed them into his brain, he could become a knowledgeable scholar.

Or maybe you are a writer with unlimited inspiration!
Ah!
Damn!

My brain is hungry, it craves knowledge, knowledge that can be seen by the naked eyes and touched by the fingers. With just a slight touch, the knowledge will flow into the body. There is no need to study or work hard, endless knowledge is at my fingertips.

"But that is not your knowledge!" Inside Sean's paralyzed body, his lazy brain was rebelling.

It's too barren.

It knows too little about this world, this starry sky, and this universe.

Know how.

It is so desirable, so coveted, the brain's instinct to want more, to fill itself up, to understand the mysterious nature of this world.

"No."

"I beg you, I will study hard and learn more knowledge."

"Don't touch it."

Sean was praying to his brain. He really felt fear, deep, dark and obscure fear. He had never thought that he would experience such a crazy thing. His own brain betrayed him and only wanted to obtain the mysterious knowledge floating in the fog.

It's thirsty!

But at this moment, a cold and slender hand pulled Xiao En out of the dark and obscure shadow curtain.

He lay on the ground gasping for breath.

Covered in cold sweat and twitching slightly.

“I don’t think I can be your guide.” The woman’s voice was very tired, and her voice went from hoarse to hoarse. She said softly: “I will ask the mentor to replace you with a higher-level guide.”

"Before that, I'll take you to a safer place."

Sean climbed to his feet.

The veil of shadows was dissipating, and dim fireflies were reappearing. He felt his throat was dry and his brain was empty and barren. He was eager to learn something and even couldn't wait to read some very professional books.

It is best to choose books that are full of real knowledge and real wisdom.

He's eager to learn! Unbelievable.

After a long time, Xiao En regained his sanity. His voice was hoarse and he said slowly, "I'm sorry."

Although I don't know what happened.

But this woman didn't do anything too malicious to him. If you don't count the plan to make him into a mummy, she even saved Sean's life just now.

"You are dangerous. I suggest you rest in peace." The woman took out the gleaming ritual dagger again.

Sean smiled.

This was the second time the woman had advised him. His barren brain recovered from his laziness, and he felt his mind was clearer than ever before. He was even willing to read those extremely obscure professional books from his previous life. He calmly touched his nose, paused for a moment, and said calmly, "You just tried your best to save me."

"Now you're telling me to commit suicide."

"What are you afraid of?"

"If I die, or die abnormally, will something terrible happen?"

"terribly sorry."

"I still want to live. The memories after death are lonely and empty, without even any pain."

“It’s a little crazy here, but it’s fun.”

The spark of wisdom is shining.

Sean's insight was sharper than ever at this moment. He observed the woman's pupils shrinking slightly when he spoke. Although he did not have the ability to read other people's superficial thoughts from the woman's mouth, Sean knew that some of his guesses were correct.

She is scared!
"From the time I died and was resurrected, or rather, from the time this body died and was resurrected as my soul."

"You just reject my existence."

"Although you hid it very well, you still couldn't hide it from me."

"terribly sorry."

"There have been people like me before, people who died and came back to life, the souls from another world as you call them, have they ever brought you any bad memories?"

"Your mentor."

"That skull... I don't know how to describe it... a lich?..."

"He seems to have made a deal with some entity?"

"My soul."

“It seems to be part of the deal.”

"My memory of what happened after death is very vague. I only remember floating in the endless void. Can you tell me more information?"

Xiao En's expression gradually became more confident, and he spoke boastfully and a little bit ostentatiously.

The woman was silent.

After a moment, she raised her head, her eyes under the crow mask seemed bitter, and she whispered: "Do you know who you look like now?"

Ok?
Xiao En's expression froze for a moment.

"Like a man, the great detective - Moty Lane."

"He has far superior insight than ordinary people, and he likes to brag in front of everyone, especially he likes to reason everything in front of others."

"Although some of his reasoning was full of loopholes, he really enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention."

The woman paused for a moment. Her voice was subtle, but it hit Sean's brain like a sledgehammer. She whispered, "He is the protagonist of the book Detective Morty Lane. He is a fictional character that does not really exist."

"It is also one of the most dangerous and strange existences."

"The expression you had just now, and even the way you were reasoning, were very similar to his. Because his signature move is to touch his nose when he's reasoning."

"You are a soul from another world."

"More malleable than our souls, and more susceptible to chaos and madness, you are extremely dangerous."

"I hope you die."

"But I can't disobey my mentor's orders."

The woman's expression gradually became grim. After a short rest, she tiredly climbed up, stared at Xiao En in front of her and said, "As soon as you regain consciousness."

"I want to pretend to be unconscious and understand everything around me."

"I used my ability of 'detecting thoughts' to sense that your consciousness had already awakened."

"This means that you, in and of yourself, are not an ostentatious person."

"You are very cautious."

"Although your thoughts sparkled exceptionally brightly along the way, and even attracted the attention of the Lord of Darkness, you rarely spoke. It was always me who was talking while you were listening and thinking. Your thoughts were so intense that they put us in great danger."

"You must be a cautious person by nature."

"So."

“Are you still yourself now?”

"Xiao En!"

The woman took off her black crow mask, revealing a very beautiful face that was pale without a trace of blood, like a delicate doll. Her voice gradually became colder, revealing a hint of murderous intent. Her slender hands tightly grasped the ritual dagger and said carefully: "Are you Xiao En now?"

"Or the Great Detective - Morty Lane?"

The darkness of death floated behind the woman's flying silver hair. Her beautiful face, which looked like an exquisite doll, with her lips slightly pursed, her cold blade, her solemn expression, her resolute demeanor, all revealed a chilling murderous intent.

In front of her, Xiao En trembled all over and stood still.

hum.

The shadow curtain that seemed to have disappeared before suddenly reappeared, like a veil floating in the wind, emerging and combining from different dimensions, like a two-dimensional pattern changing into a three-dimensional projection. One by one, countless, tiny, living knowledge, words, symbols, and patterns, like an extremely busy swarm of tiny bees, were shuttling around in Xiao En's empty brain.

The entire brain and the entire skull have been eaten away by countless tiny bits of knowledge, becoming something like a honeycomb.

Countless tiny traces of "insect bites" emerged, which were almost difficult to see with the naked eye. Those tiny "knowledge" that were busy drilling in and out of the brain like "worker ants" were now transforming the entire structural environment of the brain, making it more suitable for "them" to live in.

A brain suitable for the settlement of mysterious knowledge!
Countless symbols, like nano-scale ant colonies, penetrate, invade, and gnaw, and finally repair the wounds with the slippery mucus of knowledge and sew up the damaged nerves with tiny silvery-white marks.

They're eating the excess brain tissue!

Finally, in the deepest part of the brain, a fictional character called 'The Great Detective - Moty Lane' was resurrected in a reshaped brain nest.

This 'living knowledge' replaced Sean.

he died!
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Newbie report.

　This is a newbie report from 999K. If there are any poorly written parts, please be lenient with me.

　　I live a good life, so I can collect it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)