By the time Yi Xuan came back to his senses, he was already lying next to the street tree on the side of the street. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe gray-white floor tiles convey a cold texture, as if it is still vibrating to convey the aftermath of the strange man.

There were only occasional curious glances on the street that passed on to the teenager who had accidentally fallen.

Yi Xuan knew that this was not a dream, and the black and white diamond-shaped ring on his finger exuded a soothing warmth. However, the corners of his mouth still crossed an arc that seemed to show his victory.

"Long live the everyday!" Isn't it?

Yi Xuan looked at the flow of people, and the familiar satisfaction was once again filled in his heart, although this could not affect the cold wind after all, Yi Xuan was still exposed to the cold air.

Well, it's super good every day.

Nothing to say all night............

[My name is Yi Xu, and I am probably a cash charge. Yi Xuan walked on the way to school with a backpack on his back, just amusing himself and explaining in his mind, to a certain extent, he was really an extremely happy person.

[Despite the incredible things that happened yesterday, today is still a normal day. I have a lot of friends, in other words, no lovers. In line with the usual theorem that current charges are generally not the protagonists, I lived a life that was so relaxed and happy that the protagonists would be envious to death. Well, at least that's what I think. 】

Yi Xuan tightened the loose strap of his schoolbag, and smiled at the approaching school gate that seemed to shine in the sun.

"Morning, classmate Yi Xu!" Some familiar girls walked past him.

"Well, it's early." Yi Xuan solemnly responded, but his back was suddenly slapped heavily.

- "Yizi seems to be happier than usual today!" ”

"yes, isn't it...... Goo hey hey ......"

"Found a girlfriend?!"

"What, liar?! What about the promise of judging all heretics together? ”

Three cheerful voices came from behind him, and it was a few friends who were easy to start the topic with indecent jokes.

"I said the three behind you, please throw away the unrealistic ideas in your brain structure that is simpler than earthworms." Yi Xuan took the stalk.

"What, Yizi, you're too funny, earthworms don't have brains, right?" It seems that there are still spit soldiers among these three people, but it seems that the focus is completely wrong!

"Well, on the whole, the brain is a good thing, you still have to have it."

"Well, it's still a poisonous tongue attribute today." One of the boys said that.

"Say whatever you say in the face of any relationship, don't be strong, don't cause trouble, you know, this is my consistent standard for dealing with people."

"Indeed, it's always the same sentence, and it's surprisingly good."

Saying this, Yi Xuan and the three of them came to the door of the classroom.

"Morning reading hasn't started yet."

"Good morning, everybody." Yi Xuan habitually greeted his classmates in the classroom. Most of the students, both men and women, smiled kindly.

Yawning slightly, Yi Xuan stepped into the classroom, and at this moment, a sense of spatial stagnation came, and Yi Xu's face immediately turned pale.

"It's ...... What the!!! ”

A strange noise suddenly filled the entire space of the classroom, which was not too open, and the intense discomfort and nausea were transmitted, as if it were in the center of a storm. The eardrum, no, not just the eardrum, but the whole body, mind, and even the primitive level of the cells rejects such extreme discomfort.

"Gross! ......" Yi Xuan retched, his vision began to blur, and the scene in the classroom suddenly became red and white

-- The red is blood, and the white is tissue fluid and cerebral plasma. The dried blood was a dark red color that spread almost all over the room, exuding an incomparably strong stench, and the tables, chairs, and benches were scattered and bent and deformed, and dozens of corpses that had been "stirred and crushed" into meatloaf by some force could only be faintly seen.

The moment the three people behind him wanted to step into the classroom, Yi Xuan tried his best to warn, but he didn't expect that he would lose even the ability to let out hysterical roars in such a situation.

――The roof of the classroom is like a huge black hole, and it constantly conveys a sense of disgust and a great distortion force. With such power, the body of an ordinary person will definitely be squeezed and deformed in an instant, and Yi Xuan really feels it. However, this is not the case. Obviously enough to make everything "realistic"

The power of distortion is indeed ineffective against the essence of the void.

In layman's terms, the object of action is only the senses.

At this time, he remembered the words of the decadent uncle.

"You have talent...... What you expect is that life is gone. ”

This sentence was more deeply realized by Yi Xuan at the moment when the three people who walked into the door were "distorted" by that power in an instant. Sticky blood squirts onto the face, giving it a warm touch.

At about the same moment, the "corpse pile" in the center of the classroom trembled and made a jerky and harsh sound.

- "Morning ...... Above...... Good, easy to ...... Imaginary ......"

Even though he was dead and had become like that, he strangely thought that he was still alive, alive normally in the classroom.

Somehow, Yi Xuan made such a chilling judgment. He barely stood on one knee and watched the people he knew as he cried out uncontrollably as the tear ducts could not work.

"It's a 'disaster phenomenon' with such characteristics. It's rare to appear in a place like the surface world that is controlled by the 'Law of Dawn', and it's hard to be without ideas. ”

In a certain corner of Yunlu City, under the dim street lamp that had not been turned off because the sky had not yet dawned, the burgundy eyes of the petite figure shone brighter than the sky, which was the owner of the voice. If you look closely, you may find that her eyes are reproduced with intricate art-like lines, but there are no pupils.

The girl frowned and tilted her head a little contradictory, but after a moment it seemed to untie the knot. "Anyway, those people will handle it." As he said this to himself, his face suddenly changed.

Slightly on one side, the position where the girl was originally standing was connected to the white light of the trajectory, and a small and incomparably deep pit appeared.

"Cut!" The girl pursed her lips and suddenly disappeared into the corner.

"What is the identity?" Harut appeared above the school, unbelievably floating.

"It's not the initiator, but it does have the aura of an enemy." The standard black and white rhombic ring in Harut's hand came out with a mature female voice between the light and the extinction.

"Forget it, it's still a big question how to solve this matter satisfactorily now." Harut scratched his head, and in his eyes, the classroom he was in was wrapped in enchantment-type black wriggling substance.

"Smell the 'smell'? If it's something that will be cleaned up sooner or later, why can't it be settled a little? ”

"It is impossible, the reality eroded by such a force, just like the cancer cells in the human body, cannot be divided in peace like normal body tissues, especially in a place like the 'surface world', where nutrients are poor, and these infected 'realities' that are oppressed by the world itself will take huge risks for the nutrients that have finally appeared. Although they do not exist consciously. The ring replied.

"Hmph, of course I know that." Harut stared intently at the classroom window.

There, Yi fell to his knees in dismay, crying helplessly, with strange whimpering sounds churning in his throat, perhaps overwhelmed by the grief of his friends and the situation before him, and even a hint of hopelessness and helplessness at the destruction of everyday life.

All in all, the heart is dripping blood, and the weakness of human nature is revealed at this moment.

"Ugly, humans." Harut said this lonely and lit a cigarette.