As soon as he thought of this, a terrible thought flashed through his heart, and he secretly said, "Oh my God! Oh my God! It turns out that it was just me and him for a long time." In other words, no matter how much I call for help, it's useless. What can I do? I see. I see. Looking at it this way, it's up to me to escape his clutches.

But, but, but, since it wasn't a sound, it had already been judged that it was a smell. So, what exactly is the smell? It's horrible. It's horrible. A smell can make people schizophrenic. How bad does that smell be? Oh my God. How stinky is it?

It's unimaginable. But who can smell so strong? I'm afraid that even if he is stool, it can't be so stinky that it makes people schizophrenic? Moreover, he was still in the air when he was schizophrenic. In this case, even if there is a smell of feces wafting out of the building, it should be blown very lightly by the wind.

But, but, but, why could he still smell it? Even if he could, it shouldn't be. Odd. Odd. It's just so weird. The monk had a keen sense of smell, but, but, but, but, it was just the smell of stool. Has he ever smelled it?

Shouldn't that be possible? Wouldn't it be impossible for you to be a monk? In that case, he must have smelled poop many times. So how can it suddenly be a split personality today, and not before? It's weird. I don't understand.

Wait! Perhaps, I'm going in the wrong direction. Yeah. Although he had smelled a lot of stool in the past, but, but, however, the smell of stool he had smelled in the past was very normal and not special. Yeah. The smell of stool is also different, some have the smell of radish, some have the smell of leeks, in short, you can smell as much as you want.

There are as many kinds as there are. Ahh He must have smelled a certain stool odor to split his personality. The reason is that when he was a child, he smelled the same stench of stool, which led to curiosity in his heart, so he followed the smell to find the source.

He was supposed to go to the source to settle the score. Because, how can such a stinky smell be tolerated by ordinary people? But it's still very strange. Odd. It's weird. I really don't understand why this is happening. However, if it was just the peculiar smell of stool, how could he be schizophrenic?

In general, schizophrenia is only like this when you see something super disgusting and perverted. Because, the stimulation was too great, he couldn't stand it anymore, and he was about to go crazy. So, in the end, in the end, there will be schizophrenia. But what could be doing to make him schizophrenic?

It's just open defecation, and I think about it, but it doesn't seem to be enough. It needs something worse. Yeah. If it weren't for something more disgusting, he might not have been able to stand this kind of thing when he was a child, but he definitely wouldn't care when he grew up. But what could it be?

If I think about it again, I think it should be in the smell. That's right. That's right. That's right. I thought of something even more disgusting and terrifying. Yeah. If a child sees that image, he will definitely go crazy. If there is no reasonable explanation, if this matter does not leave a psychological shadow, then nothing will remain.

Yeah. It must have something to do with it. That's ****. Yeah. If you just play with feces and pee, then the child will be curious because he doesn't know what is fun about feces and pee. However, **** is completely different. Because this is a truth that children don't need to be taught by anyone.

Yeah. If a child doesn't even understand these things, he can't be called a human being. This is a truth that every human being will understand after birth. Excrement is inedible, and only plants can eat excrement. But, but, but, there are people who are actually eating their own excrement.

So, wasn't that guy going to be stimulated at the time? Definitely. I know. It must have been at this time that the seeds of schizophrenia had grown in his psyche. It's just that it was buried deeper before it could sprout. Because, children are forgetful.

Just give him something interesting the next day, let him have fun and play, he will play all day, sleep for another night, and by the morning of the third day, he will forget everything. Normally, he'd forget about it entirely. Forgotten forever. What he didn't know, however, was that his subconscious remembered the smell.

Yeah. His subconscious will surely remember. Later, he grew up and lived well. Because, he never smelled that special smell again. However, now, just now, when he was flying into the air, a gust of wind blew through, and suddenly blew out the stench of feces in the building.

Although the smell had faded a lot by the time it reached him, the seed that had been buried for too long in his subconscious would be stimulated just by a light smell. Because, because, because, that seed finally waited for more than ten years, or even more than twenty years later.

It's a chance to smell the same smell again. In this way, the seed will quickly take root and sprout, and then, grow. And as long as it grows up, then the danger will come. Because, this also means that his subconscious awakens, and the memories hidden with the seed are re-dug up, and he remembers the incident when he was a child.

Then, he collapsed. Because, not to mention that this kind of thing is unacceptable to children. Even I, an adult, can't accept it. It's something that only high-level perverts do. Because, that's too much of a test. Few people in general can tolerate that kind of taste.

But why do I still feel so uneasy? Odd. It's weird. Far from abating, this feeling is getting heavier and heavier. Am I mistaken about something? No. This should be the closest answer to the truth that I can think of right now.

Am I ignoring something? No, no, what the hell is going on? It's so strong that it must be a sign that something is wrong. Let me think again. In general, there should be no mistakes. Ordinary people don't vomit disgusting when they see others in ****? So in that case, he doesn't have a nervous breakdown?

No, no, no. In fact, this kind of thing can be endured if you think about it carefully. Yeah. An ordinary person like me can endure it, how can he not bear it? What the hell is that? Am I wrong again? Although I see someone **** will be super disgusting, disgusting and want to vomit.

But, but, but I'm just sick and want to throw up. Yeah. If it's really disgusting and can't stand it, it's definitely just that you don't know how to vomit, and there will be other irritations. For example, unbearable pain. Or it's stuffiness. Right. The feeling of feeling tight can be very uncomfortable, and when the chest is tight enough to suffocate.

If you experience this feeling once, it will be quite scary. Yeah. I get it. Only when you have truly experienced fear will you leave a shadow in your heart. Yeah. In other words, it only makes him nauseous, and it doesn't make him have a nervous breakdown, and the nausea is just a physiological reaction.

So what was it that broke him? Am I wrong? Probably not. This is what I've worked so hard to get here, and if I'm wrong, then I'm wasting my life again? No. No. You can't go wrong this time. He must have smelled something that would make him schizophrenic.

And this smell must be related to metamorphosis. Since it is related to perversion, it must be a stench. Because, if it's a scent, it doesn't make sense. The scent can't be so disgusting that you have a nervous breakdown. Yeah. Not to mention a nervous breakdown. The scent doesn't even make people feel disgusting.

If you can't even be nauseous, how can you have a nervous breakdown? This reasoning is completely reasonable. That means that at least so far, my reasoning is not wrong. Yeah. My inference is correct. He must have smelled a foul stench to split.

And the worst of the stenches is excrement. As for the smell of excrement, it must be heavier. So, so, that's why, he's going to react to excrement. Because, the smell reminded him of the horrible memories of the past. So far, my reasoning is still correct.

What's wrong with that? Could it be that there's a problem with his memory? He doesn't collapse when he sees someone else's ****? So what's going on? If just the smell of poop can make him scared, what is the reason for this? and so on.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Could it be that the **** person is not a stranger he doesn't know, but someone he is familiar with? No, no, no. Even if it's a familiar person, what if you see it? At most, you won't have much contact with him in the future.

Yeah. There are no mistakes here. So why did he get schizophrenic when he couldn't stand it? Could it be that he couldn't get around that familiar person less? Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! If that's the case, it's entirely possible.

Who the hell is that guy? Let me think. Let me think about it. OMG. It can't be his relatives, right? Because, it seems that only relatives can't be far away, and they are very familiar. It's horrible. It's a human tragedy.

If I saw my parents in ****, I would definitely not be able to stand going crazy, or even fainting. Yeah. I know. He must have fainted because of this. However, even so, it seems to be a bit excessive. Right. My reasoning seems a bit reluctant.

Because, because, because if this is the case, after it happens, he should not collapse at the first time, and his spirit will be classified, but sad. Yeah. I am sad for my parents, and I am sad for seeing my parents. But, how can it be schizophrenic if it is sad?

To be schizophrenic is only fear. Yeah. While this can also generate fear, it is obviously not strong enough. Right. It's not enough. But if that's not enough, what more exciting thing can be? Damn! Damn! What the hell is going on?

Let me think again, there must be. Yeah. There must be. I think that if the strength is not enough, the answer is not correct enough. As long as it's not the right answer, I have to think about it right. Because, if I don't think correctly, I have no choice but to die. I don't want to die yet. Now is the time for him to be interested in me, and I'm going to take advantage of it.

But, but, but, it's so hard. I've thought about this step, but I can't think of the final key. Now it feels like we're getting closer to the truth, but it's just one last step away. But this last step is so difficult. It's even harder than the previous ninety-nine steps.

But now who's going to tell me not to go? I'm going to have to find a way. Yeah. Let me think again. I remember that if there was something more inexplicable than seeing my parents, it should have existed, maybe I didn't notice it all along. Yeah. If I think about it, I might be able to figure it out.

However, it seems that there are not enough brains. I can't seem to think of an answer, I don't have a clue right now. What's going on here? Why is it that the closer you get to the truth, the harder it becomes. It stands to reason that it should be simpler. Could it be that this truth is quite terrifying?

Wait a minute. Horror, horror, horror, yes! If it's super scary, maybe, maybe, maybe I'll be able to figure it out. If you compare me to the guy at the time, then when I was a child, what scared me more than seeing my parents' ****, and what made me feel more terrifying is nothing more than one thing left.

Right. Right. Right. I know what's going on. There must be only one thing that can be more than that. Yeah. That's the **** yourself. Oh my God! Oh my God! It's my own ****. I see. I see. I see. If that's the case, it's all about breaking down a person's spirit.

It's just too exciting. I get it. Then everything will work out. I see. It's scary. It's really scary. If there is such a memory, let alone mental separation, I think suicide is possible. Yeah. It's a memory that makes you go crazy when you think about it.

No wonder he didn't split before, because it has always been hidden in the subconscious. This time the meeting suddenly split because it happened to smell a similar stench. And it was this smell that was exactly the same as the smell of the piece of he ate back then, even if it wasn't the same, it was similar to ninety percent. So, he suddenly remembered the memories he had forgotten for a long time and collapsed. (To be continued.) )