White Mist walked on the way to the madhouse, looking at people in suits and leather shoes, or driving vehicles to work in office buildings, there was a feeling of returning to a past life.

It was as if he was in a neighborhood 700 years ago, and there was a café he frequented about in the neighborhood where he would sit by the window and look for a random publication, but he preferred to analyze the passers-by who came and went.

The most tense issue in the apocalypse is resource allocation.

And the allocation of resources in the tower is actually very problematic.

It's like a cake that is divided among five people, and the best way is for all five people to divide it evenly and eat it to their heart's content. No matter how bad it is, the five people take different amounts according to their abilities.

But the tower is distributed in such a way that the first person can eat the whole cake, or he can skip it and feed it to the dogs.

When he's satisfied and enough of the waste, the cake is handed to the next person.

Then, the second person builds on the first person and does what the first person did.

The order is the level, and the bottom is the last person to eat the cake.

They don't have any supplies, and the materials they leave behind are all unwanted waste from above.

In fact, this social system has had riots for 700 years, but the reason why it has been able to exist for a long time is very simple - absolute power to suppress.

If you want to survive, you have to live by its rules.

This it, the white mist is suspected to be from the sixth layer.

So it seems to be the same as his previous life, and the third layer is completely different from his previous life.

Passers-by hurriedly go to work in the companies of the fourth-tier managers, and when they see the people on the second floor of the bottom, they will show their identity cards.

In the eyes of the white fog, all this is absurd and ridiculous.

Especially when I think about it, if the sixth layer has the terrifying power to crush the lower five layers, then the so-called layer people are just domestic animals locked up in different levels of refinement.

Of course, White Mist didn't know what the sixth layer contained.

He hadn't even been to the fourth floor, but he had a cloud in his mind for a while, and he wouldn't casually question or be indignant.

Security outside the asylum has been stepped up considerably. Most of them are members of the Survey Legion, but there are also a few members of the Town Army.

The white fog can now be regarded as a face for the investigation corps, and when they went to the inside of the madhouse to go through the formalities, everything went smoothly.

To Bai Wu's surprise, the staff of those hospitals were actually subordinate to the Zhen Imperial Army, but they were also more polite to Bai Wu.

This made Bai Wu guess that Ming Mengde probably still cherished talents and wanted to show his spirit.

The sanity is still the same as before.

Two old men playing chess, sitting at both ends of the chessboard in a serious manner? This time the chessboard becomes Go? One person is playing backgammon and the other is playing Go.

The two of them can actually kill you and me......

And that doctor, Zheng Duoxi? Dressed in a doctor's outfit again? But the nurse didn't hold him, and it seemed that the two had reached an agreement.

Bai Mist thinks there are still secrets hidden in the madhouse? It's just that after the Eye of Prell glanced around, he didn't find any important secrets? It's all the ridiculous stuff of some crazy people.

He came to the sixth floor.

The 6-17 traverser is holding slippers as a phone? Call the Space-Time Association, as Miss Marlene has returned.

The voice from 6-19 is still Abba Abba Aba.

When the white fog opens doors 6-18, the first scene is actually slightly terrifying.

Because Yan Jiu is smiling in the mirror? That smile...... Very stiff? The eyes are empty and dull, which is very similar to the disembowelment woman when she is in a quiet mode.

But Yan Jiu is indeed as the captain said, very good-looking. Even if you are expressionless, making a vase is also a pleasing vase.

Yan Jiu turned his head? When I saw that it was a white mist, I suddenly made a sound? The body sitting on the stool unconsciously leaned back and fell down.

"Oops."

She rubbed the back of her head as she hit the ground? Then he stared at the white mist again.

[As a child in the belly of evil, she is not like the man and god in the mythological story? Or man and demon? Or is it like a combination of god and demon? It has many advantages. However, she still has merit, she can paint in a very short time, relying on an unattainable talent, and ~ her paintings will be very valuable in the future. 】

Bai Wu thought about it, if the arc that Yan Jiu left on the mirror at that time was slightly off, he might not be able to find a clue.

This girl, at least the IQ is very high.

The atmosphere was too weird, and he went straight to the point:

"Entrusted by the captain, I'm here to inquire about something."

"Oh, okay. I've drawn it all, I'll give it to you. ”

Bai Wu was stunned for a moment, and then saw Yan Jiu take out a stack of sketches.

The content of the painting is Yan Jiu's experience with Cain these days, and there is a large blank space in the painting, which Yan Jiu used to write down the dialogue with Cain.

The content is very detailed, and it can be said that Yan Jiu is a humanoid camera.

So much so that Bai Wu thought that these sketches could be brought back and analyzed on them, and there was no need to ask Yan Jiu at all.

It can be said that the speed at which Yan Jiu betrayed Cain was comparable to the speed at which he confessed in the face of Ding Tai.

"Okay, it's very detailed, thank you very much Miss Yan for your cooperation, then I won't bother you, farewell."

Bai Wu decisively prepared to turn around and leave, Yan Jiu looked at Bai Wu in puzzlement, of course she wouldn't let Bai Wu go, and suddenly said:

"Wait a minute, White Mist, you said you loved me, that ...... Is it true? ”

Yan Jiu's voice was a little uneasy, in fact, she had also seen some pictures and heard some voices through that heart before.

But she still looks forward to a miracle.

Bai Wu stopped, and when he looked back, the fingers of Yan Jiu's left and right hands were intertwined, and the two thumbs kept spinning in circles.

Obviously very nervous, but with wide eyes open, staring at himself with a dull expression.

After pondering the captain's words, Bai Wu realized that this was indeed a problem to be solved, and he simply shook his head and said:

"Of course not. At that time, it was just an emergency, in order to set out information. If Miss Yan misunderstood, I'm really sorry. ”

Yan Jiu trembled slightly, his neck tilted slightly, thinking about something:

"Oh, it's because ...... I gave you a gift, don't you like it? I also have a lot of tas, and I can give them to you as well. Or do you tell me what you like? ”

"Gifts? Oh, you mean the paintings. It's a great painting, even if it was placed 700 years ago, it's a masterpiece, I like it very much, and I will keep it. ”

Bai Wu didn't dare to take down the Tasi under such surveillance.

Although I like money very much, the money in this world can't buy food, and in the demand of the white mist, it has directly dropped a level.

"So you like the gift I gave you, but you don't like me?"

"What does this have to do with gifts?" White Mist felt strange.

Yan Jiu's face was pale, and there was confusion in his eyes.

Bai Mist's words made her very uncomfortable and confused.

From childhood to adulthood, Yan Jiu felt that there was only one way to make people like themselves, and that was to give people gifts.

When she was a child, the servants were afraid of her and basically avoided her, and her father and brother always refused to leave the manor for some reason.

She silently observed what the servants liked, and later found out that they liked Tasi, so Yan Jiu would secretly bring a stack of Tasi and ask the servants to play with her.

The charm of money is much larger than that of people, and for the sake of Tasi, more and more servants play with Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu thought that she had finally found a way to make people like herself, although the evil depraved girl would tell her through induction that it was wrong, that she really liked it, and she didn't care what you had.

But she didn't understand it when she was young.

The servants gradually grew emboldened and asked the young Yan Jiu for more Tasi, and Yan Jiu agreed at first.

But later, when she realized that she couldn't give the maid more tasi, the servant's face changed.

At that time, Yan Jiu was thinking that there must always be a gift. You have to give people what they want in order to be liked all the time.

And then ...... The servants were disposed of, she was reprimanded by her father, and she gradually realized that the servants were only lying to herself.

People who don't like you, no matter how many things you send to them, they will still dislike you.

But every time he meets someone who is willing to talk to him, Yan Jiu will still prepare gifts. Because of fear, fear that without gifts, no one will want to take care of themselves.

The traverser next door, the wounded veteran, she prepared gifts. Even when Cain kidnapped her.

When Bai Wu said those words on the plane, Yan Jiu thought that he had finally waited for the mouth of the evil fallen girl and didn't care what he had.

But now Bai Mist made it clear that he didn't like himself. It's all just wishful thinking on your own.

So subconsciously, she thought of a gift.

But now she didn't even have a gift, she looked at Bai Wu blankly, as if she had encountered a problem that the Tao couldn't solve.

Bai Wu was also a little dazed, and he felt a headache about dealing with this kind of problem.

But looking at Yan Jiu's expression, he felt that it was a little inappropriate to leave like this.

He gradually followed Yan Jiu's brain circuits, and was even able to deduce some of her previous experiences.

"Trouble, this must be the revenge of the short brother."

Bai Wu still stopped, then walked into the room and sat opposite Yan Jiu.

"I don't think Miss Yan you have the ability to like someone now, and I don't even think you can understand what it means to like someone correctly."

A beautiful and lovely girl painter suddenly fell in love with herself, just because of a confession, which in Bai Wu's view, combined with Yan Jiu's lonely past, the logic is valid, but there are also great problems.

Yan Jiu's love for herself only comes from her lack of love, the situation on the plane, in Bai Wu's opinion, even if a cat and a dog jump out and shout love her, she will like these people.

But it's pathological.

The cure for this sickness is not to accept her love, but to make more people like her and love her.

Let her believe in her bones that she can also make a lot of friends in this world.

She doesn't need to be humble and pour all her feelings into one person.

People want to be madly loved, but there are many cases in history where madness has become terrifying.

The kind of distorted feelings of "you only lost an arm, but what she lost is love" is very wrong in Bai Mist's view.

He had no doubt that if he accepted Yan Jiu's love today, if he was Cain, he would be able to create another female version of Elijah with a little bewitchment.

"I don't really understand. I think being with you, if you like me too, is what I want to do most right now, isn't that a liking? ”

白fog says:

"Do you have any friends?"

"No ......"

"It's really a pity, and I guess that since I was a child, the woman on the plane who is most willing to take care of you should be the woman on the plane, right? You have a brother and a father, but they don't like you either, right? ”

Yan Jiu nodded.

Bai Mist concluded:

"So normal feelings are already something that you have never experienced before, Miss Yan, so love, as an advanced tutorial in it, is even more outclass."

Yan Jiu lowered his head and seriously thought about Bai Mist's words.

"The order of people's feelings is mostly to experience family affection first, then friendship, and finally love, and among many feelings, love is not a necessity, it is a spiritual luxury. In fact, when the pressure of survival falls, people who have no love are all pen and pen. ”

"I don't understand."

"I mean, you can't skip class. Family and friendship can be transformed to some extent, so before you experience love, let's take a beginner's course first to lay a solid foundation. ”

White Mist's smile was gentle:

"You haven't experienced family and friendship, so maybe the relationship you crave is these two, not love, we should take it step by step, and first make up for family and friendship."

If a person has friendship and family affection and no love, this is too normal in Bai Mist's opinion, at least by the standards of previous lives.

But if it's the other way around, it's often a question

Yan Jiu felt that Bai Mist's words seemed to make sense, but she suddenly thought of something, and buried her head lower:

"But who will come to see me, who will listen to me except the patients in the hospital......

"Someone will come to visit you tomorrow. She will be good friends with you, she doesn't need you to give gifts, of course, you can give her gifts, and she must be very happy. ”

"Really?"

"Of course, making friends is not a very difficult thing, you are no longer in the fifth layer, you will have a lot of friends to talk to in the future, and these friends are also very cute and interesting, at least in terms of emotional intelligence, more interesting than me."

In fact, Yan Jiu is a likable girl, and she is very kind in her heart. But her childhood created some of her pathologies and low self-esteem.

Fortunately, this pathology is not exaggerated, and everything can be corrected. Bai Wu also thought of a good candidate.

If Yan Jiu is a representative of lack of love, he is a new hand in dealing with emotional problems. Then Liu Chengzi is definitely loved too much, and he is a master of dealing with emotional problems.

A true master is the kind of person who can transform love into family friendship at will.

In the eyes of the queen of the sea, friendship is much more valuable than love. It's the best choice to correct Yan Jiu.

However, some chemical reactions between people are difficult to predict, and one of the best things for human beings is to dig holes for themselves, and being as smart as white fog is no exception.

Yan Jiu nodded and said:

"I'm looking forward to getting to know her...... But I have one more question. ”

"Say it."

"What if after I have good friends, I still think that White Mist is different from them?"

Bai Wu thought about this question seriously for a few seconds, then shook his head and said:

"Don't be ambitious, be down-to-earth, take one step at a time, learn addition, subtraction, multiplication and division first, and then talk about calculus."

"Oh, okay, will you come and see me?"

"Of course it will, because from now on, we are friends."

Yan Jiu, who was originally a little uncomfortable by the white mist, smiled again after hearing this.

……

……

Leaving the madhouse, White Mist had a sense of relief. There are many tragedies of the disciples, and when the end times came, there were tragedies everywhere outside the tower.

The system in the tower is also destined for some people to live a distorted life, he can't help everyone, but he can help one person, and he is always happy.

After returning to the Investigation Corps branch, White Mist took the sketch and prepared to report some information about Cain to Five-Nine.

Actually, there isn't much content, and to find Cain, you'll have to go to the area in the traction wheel.

After Wujiu saw the white mist, he didn't rush to talk about Cain, but said:

"This time it's been a good job."

Since Yan Jiu was in charge of the seventh team of the investigation corps, the sixth layer of monitoring and listening, Wujiu naturally had the right to observe.

Bai Mist's behavior is to make Yan Jiu no longer lonely from the root. It seems that the words are very straight men, but they also see through the essence.

Wujiu had already determined that Bai Wu was lustful, so Bai Wu's performance this time, he counted it as an extraordinary performance. Because White Mist is unexpectedly decent.

"Captain, don't let me do this kind of work next time."

"I'm curious, what kind of woman would you like. What if Yan Jiu still thinks that you are more important than everyone else after having friends? ”

"I'll repeat it again, Captain, love will only limit my play, is it not fragrant to go out of the tower to explore, or is it not fun to send spiritual items? Or isn't it fun to collect sequences? Why do you have to like anyone? ”

Wujiu is not surprised by such an answer:

"Speaking of getting out of the tower, when your injuries are healed, we can get out of the tower."

White Mist was surprised that the captain would actually arrange for him to take the initiative to go out of the tower. Especially the injury is not healed.

"Got a mission?"

(Regarding the emotional line, there will be a single chapter, well, a very important single chapter.) For all book friends who support and oppose the heroine, you may wish to take a look. ）