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"Oh? Little brother? Surprised?

Xiguang was a little overwhelmed, subconsciously ignored this question, and still looked at Angela with his mouth slightly open and stopped, seemingly thoughtful, but in fact, his mind was already blank. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Who is she? Where do I think I've seen her? Such a question surrounded Xiguang's ears.

Angela looked at Xiguang, "Yes~ This is also normal, you probably see me for the first time,"

"Isn't it the first time you've seen me?" Xiguang thought to himself, "It's not the first time I've seen you~" As if seeing through Xiguang's thoughts, Angela said.

"It may be a little abrupt to tell you this, I'm also afraid of trouble, so I don't need the bridge of the popular youth travel drama, I'll just go straight to it with a simple and rude point. You're ~ about to die————"

"Huh? You, what are you talking about?

Looking at the dazed Xiguang, Angela continued, "······ NDE, you know? When people are about to die, they fall into a state of nightmares, and some people are able to get through this state, while others are not so lucky. "You were attacked by the ravents in the world of nothingness, right, and unfortunately tell you that after that battle, you were theoretically dead."

"What?" Ignoring Xiguang's doubts, Angela continued: "However, this is only theoretical, you still ······"

"That's enough."

Xiguang impatiently interrupted the strange girl in front of her to talk to herself, and the kind of good feeling of seeing the opposite sex has been dissipated by all kinds of doubts and incomprehension. "I'm sorry~ I'm not interested in what you say, if nothing else, I'll go first." Without waiting for Angela to reply, Xiguang turned and walked in the direction of home.

"What a troublesome guy~", Angela complained to herself behind her.

Xiguang seemed to be able to feel Angela standing in place silently staring at his gaze, and even seemed to feel a trace of pity from his gaze, "True, I" Xiguang muttered to himself, he clearly knew that what this girl said, everything that happened suddenly was so unreasonable, so illogical, but the doubts and panic surging in his heart at this moment were so real "plop plop ······" It seemed that his blood vessels trembled with his heartbeat, and he felt his breathing shortness and hesitation in his footsteps, and some force seemed to drag him backwards, but a timid voice urged him to run, to get away from it all, so that everything could return to normal. However, people are like this, the more you want to get rid of things, the more you will be entangled with you, Angela's unbelievable self-talk echoes in her mind repeatedly, no matter how she denies it, how disdainful, it is still there, looping alone without being disturbed by herself, for a moment, Xiguang even began to wonder if Angela was telling a lie or this living town was just a lie, why am I here? Is my family really my family, is it Angela's lies that make it unbelievable, or is it all the unbelievable that makes what Angela says a lie? When Xiguang came back to his senses, he even felt that his thoughts were ridiculous, because everything around him was so real.

"But do my five senses lie?"

Xiguang felt a little chill in his back, he looked around, cold sweat soaked his back, and there was no one around······ The houses on both sides of the road were like machines that had stopped, and he began to panic, and he walked, quickened his pace, and quickened his pace, and ran, and she ran desperately in the direction of home, and everything seemed to be uneasy, and he needed to find someone, find someone, to confirm the truth of all this, or rather, to run around like a detached animal in a panic trying to find a companion. "Anyway, Mom is definitely at home at this time," Xiguang thought.

Saiko ran to the door of the house panting, he just wanted to open the door but stopped, some intuition told him not to do it, he tried to calm down but couldn't, he couldn't suppress the urge in his heart to dispel doubts, a window in the house slipped into Xiguang's field of vision, he rushed over like he had found an oasis in the desert, he looked into the window, he was quiet, seemed to calm down, he stumbled back two steps, stumbled on his left foot and sat on the ground with his right foot, he looked at the sky and laughed desperately "Hey, That's, that's not true, is it······" Saiko did see his mother, but his mother did not notice him, or it was impossible for him to notice him at all, his mother was still in the living room like a wax figure, still maintaining the movements of Xiguang before he went out, still staying in the position before Xiguang went out, as if everything in the room stopped as soon as Xiguang went out.

Once the foundation is destroyed, the skyscraper will collapse in an instant.

Xiguang got up, and the scenes and things around him that were once familiar and could not be familiar were so strange and terrifying at this moment, he fell backwards, turned and ran forward through the door of the house almost collapsed, "Ah~~~~~~" Xiguang shouted, but there was no response except for the hot sun and the lazy chirping of cicadas······ Xiguang ran forward desperately, as if he wanted to exhaust the last exhaustion, the road ahead seemed to be endless, and there was no end in sight, and the surrounding scenery was still so similar, "Who will save me" Xiguang shouted unconsciously, snot and tears seemed to have soaked the collar unconsciously, yes, no matter how calm we usually pretend, how indifferent we are to the things around us, how indifferent we are to ourselves, how indifferent you are to yourself, when you encounter a crisis, you get carried away to show your true colors, You will realize how weak and fragile you are.

Just as the tears had blurred Xiguang's eyes, Xiguang suddenly found a figure in front of him, a vague figure, he chased forward, like a storm-ravaged boat in the endless darkness found the lighthouse reflected in the clouds, he ran over, pounced on the past, and ran non-stop, and finally he planted his head in front of the person, Xiguang wanted to get up, but felt that he touched something inexplicably, the tears gradually dried, and the vision gradually returned to clear, There were popsicle sticks scattered on the ground, all of which were unexpectedly marked with the words "Winner", and he jerked up to see Angela eating a popsicle and leisurely looking at him.

"Yo, little brother, meet again"

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"And then," Angela threw a cold can of Coke to Shiko, who sat at the staircase on the side of the street, put the Coke on his forehead, and half-leaned against the railing next to the stairs, the shadow of the Coke in the sun obscured his eyes, and at first glance he thought that Shiko had fallen asleep exhausted, "So, what the hell is going on?" Xiguang asked, by this time he had regained his composure, and his words had become steady and softened. Angela turned her back to Xiguang and dropped the tone of laughter at the beginning: "As I said just now, you are only theoretically dead, you die in the world of nothingness, but the world of nothingness does not die, so you are not dead in the real sense, you can imagine yourself as some kind of energy field, and death as the reduction of energy, and then imagine the world as an energy level." Angela turned around elegantly, the trench coat danced under the action of the centrifugal force generated by the rotation, and the half-lying Xiguang subconsciously took the Coke away with some intuition, looked up, thought that it would be better if it was a skirt, and lay his head back again. "Hmm" Xiguang Ying and Dao, "A certain energy corresponds to a certain energy level, or you have different energy to exist in different worlds, so since ancient times, people have believed in the existence of heaven and hell (author: the author's creation, pure fiction, don't believe it~) Greek mythology says that Hercules has 12 lives, which is equivalent to twelve grids of energy, and the energy loss caused by death is not enough to reduce his energy level, so even if some people die, they can still survive in the world like a resurrection, and you, Brother Xiguang, You're so unlucky, you consumed too much energy in the battle with the ravenous beast, and because you consumed too much power in a moment, it produced a catapult effect, catapulting you like a slingshot to the bottom of the world, that is, the world in your head, the last line of defense of your life" As she spoke, Angela turned to look at Xiguang, who had already stood up and swallowed her saliva.

"So what am I going to do now," Sigon asked, Angela showing a hint of smugness, "Do you know Sisyphus?" ”

"The one from Greek mythology?"

Angela nodded, "Tell me about it?" ”

"He was king of Corinth at the northeastern tip of the Peloponnese, and is said to have kidnapped the Grim Reaper to give the people of Corinth eternal life."

"Yes, but this behavior has undoubtedly provoked the wrath of the gods, do you know the punishment of the gods?"

"Well," said Xiguang, who was silent for a moment, "the gods, in order to punish Sisyphus, asked him to push a boulder up to the top of the mountain, and because the boulder was so heavy, he rolled down the mountain every time he didn't reach the top, and he did it again and again, and never stopped."

"This repetition of despair came to be known as the Death Cycle of the Grim Reaper"

"Are you saying I'm in this death loop right now?"

"However, this cycle of death is not the punishment of a person by the real god of death, on the contrary, it has become a kind of law, when an energy is about to die, there will be a cycle of death, and time may be forever."

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