You said you saw a group of crickets?" Huan Lingyu stood in the living room with his waist crossed, and asked questioningly.

"It's insect people, and some of them are cricket people. There seem to be praying mantis and bees ......" Song Xiaocheng lay on Huan Lingyu's sofa, rubbing his smooth shoulders, worried that the non-existent wound would continue to bleed.

"Are you sure they're crickets?"

"How can I be sure? They walk upright like people, but their heads look like crickets!"

"Can you tell the difference between crickets and centipedes?"

"Are you forcing me to explode my mouth?" Song Xiaocheng raised his tired eyelids, he was really in no mood to talk too much nonsense to Huan Lingyu.

Huan Lingyu said that he had been asleep for nearly a day and a half, which roughly matched the time he had spent time teleported to the insect man. Lying in the horrible cot in that gloomy bedroom for a day and a half, it was no wonder that Lin Yu would ask him anxiously why he had slept for so long, and it was no wonder that he felt weak now.

After sending Lin Yu to the outside of the courtyard with a few words, Song Xiaocheng collapsed on the sofa: "Huan Shao, give me something to eat!"

Huan Lingyu only cared about his waist, standing in front of the dark TV, looking out of the window behind the TV, he could see Lin Yu and Lu Boiled next to the stone tables and chairs in the courtyard, as well as the car that had been given to Song Xiaocheng by mistake.

In the face of Song Xiaocheng's request, Huan Lingyu was naturally indifferent. There are more things to worry about than such a trivial thing as eating.

"Chengzi, what kind of place are you in when you get there?"

Song Xiaocheng took a deep breath and felt a little annoyed, but he was still patient and told the experience of both sides again.

“...... Then the mantis man cut off my head with a knife, and it took me two more turns to close my eyes, and then I came back here. Can you get me something to eat now?"

Huan Shao still just squinted his eyes and looked out the window, gently touching the tip of his tongue against his lower lip, immersed in his own thoughts.

"Crickets. Mantis. Human farms. ”

Song Xiaocheng couldn't stand it anymore, jumped up from the sofa, and said loudly: "Why are you suddenly stupid? The most suspicious thing here is that ......."

Halfway through his words, Song Xiaocheng's eyes suddenly went dark, and the world spun for a while.

He suddenly panicked in his heart, recalling the coma in the Western Hotel not long ago, Song Xiaocheng faintly felt that something bad was about to happen, but he secretly hoped that he was just too hungry and too strong to cause dizziness due to insufficient blood supply to the brain......

But then, a cold sensation rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, accompanied by a strong feeling of suffocation, as if he had suddenly jumped straight into a pool of cold water. But sooner than that felt, everything suddenly returned to normal. Song Xiaocheng only felt that his body was crooked, and he fell into the sofa again.

Everything happened so fast that even Huan Lingyu didn't notice Song Xiaocheng's movements.

"Huh, what's the most suspicious?"

Song Xiaocheng sat on the sofa and breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he was indeed too hungry.

"The most suspicious thing is you kid! I'm almost hungry!"

Song Xiaocheng stood up slowly, and couldn't help but sigh that he might really be old.

Huan Lingyu finally turned around, smiled embarrassedly, and walked in the direction of the kitchen one step ahead of him.

When Song Xiaocheng and Huan Lingyu finally made lunch in the cooperation that did not please each other's cooking skills and hindered each other, it was almost noon.

On the stone table and stone bench in the courtyard is a plate of shredded green pepper meat, the color is fresh, but the taste is rich and warm, which is very suitable for rice, and the other plate is fried crab legs, although I don't understand how Huan Lingyu can get this kind of high-end goods at this time, and I don't understand how this thing can be eaten with rice at noon, but the smell of pepper and hemp really makes Song Xiaocheng's index finger move.

The strange thing is that when Song Xiaocheng and Lin Yu were sitting at the stone table, and even the stew was cooked under the stone table, Huan Lingyu said that he had no appetite, so he let the three of them eat first, but he hid in the house.

"What's wrong with Huan Shao?" Xiao Yu asked in a tone that didn't sound like he really cared much while grabbing a crab leg with his fingers very unladylikely.

"I guess I'm too nervous. Ignore him, I'll have to take two bites anyway. ”

Song Xiaocheng had to admit that Huan Lingyu's fried plate of shredded pork with green peppers was too expressive, and the tenderness of the shredded meat was beyond his lifelong cognition. Unlike the texture that is deliberately made in restaurants with starch or tender meat powder, this freshness is a natural tenderness.

However, it is a pity that Huan Lingyu did not enjoy the first-hand food, until Song Xiaocheng and Lin Yu had completely picked out the plate of shredded meat, and each gnawed the crab shells on the ground, and ate to their heart's content, Huan Lingyu came out of the small bedroom and silently ate a bowl of rice on the remaining green pepper shreds in the kitchen.

Originally, Song Xiaocheng planned to continue to discuss the topic of insects at the dinner table. Even if you don't talk about worms, in your past life, it was a pleasure to be able to eat with Huan Shao at the same table. Let's talk about food, talk about girls, talk about games. Even if the current world is completely different from the world it used to be, even if Huan Lingyu is a little different from the former Huan Lingyu, but in Song Xiaocheng's heart, he is still the person who is worthy of entrusting his life.

"Huan Lingyu, you didn't take advantage of the fact that I was asleep, why did you do anything to be sorry for me, right?" Song Xiaocheng snorted at Lin Yu's back with his mouth, and quietly questioned Huan Lingyu.

"Fuck off! I like plump people, and I'm not interested in your skinny kids. ”

Yes, even if the zombies occupy half of the city, even if the cultists are still running rampant, even if all the common sense is subverted, Song Xiaocheng can still make a few innocuous jokes with the person in front of him who he is most willing to call "friend".

"What's going on? What should I do?"

This thing definitely doesn't refer to shredded green pepper meat or fried crab legs, and of course it doesn't refer to Lin Yu's business.

"This matter?" Huan Lingyu threw the empty bowl into the sink, "Let's go back to the room and talk about this." ”

With that, Huan Shao dragged Song Xiaocheng to the small bedroom. Even though Song Xiaocheng smacked the tip of his tongue a little reluctantly, he still followed.

It's still the half-dead blood-red candlelight, it's still the small, narrow and oppressive bedroom.

Huan Lingyu pushed the bedroom door back, and for some reason gently pressed his head against the door, as if listening to whether anyone was following him.

Song Xiaocheng felt that Huan Shao's nervousness today was like a different person.

"Huan Shao, what's wrong with you? What does this mean?" Song Xiaocheng asked in a suppressed voice.

"Chengzi, Lin Yu really has nowhere else to go?"

Song Xiaocheng was stunned, he didn't expect Huan Lingyu to ask such a sentence.

"This ...... What do you mean? Huan Lingyu, no matter how Lin Yu doesn't suit your taste, you don't have to kick her out, right? Anyway, she's also my girlfriend. ”

Huan Lingyu bit the tip of his tongue and made a sad and struggling expression.

"Chengzi, although I am not a great magician, but the magic I sent you over yesterday is definitely nine out of ten for me, and it is impossible to make a mistake! My magic circle formula clearly brought in the coordinates of the target land, 32.2, 64.45, this is the coordinate of the last time I entered the dimension of insects, but you completely deviated from this coordinate! And as soon as you passed, I was able to talk to you through the spiritual link at first, but then the spiritual link was interrupted for no reason? Chengzi, why is that?"

"This ......" Song Xiaocheng was at a loss. yes, why?

Why?

After thinking about it carefully, Song Xiaocheng suddenly came back to his senses: "How do I know why! This is the part you are responsible for!"

"Song Xiaocheng!" Huan Lingyu lowered his voice and called his name word by word.

"I asked Lu Boiler to call you, but I didn't expect Lin Yu to come with me! You know that woman will sleepwalk at night, you know that she has a problem......

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Song Xiaocheng's voice couldn't help but get louder, "Are you saying that Lin Yu is ......?"

"She's not an ordinary woman!!" Huan Lingyu gritted his teeth and glared, trying to suppress his voice, and roared in front of Song Xiaocheng's face with an exaggerated expression.

Lin Yu is not an ordinary woman?

Nonsense!

Of course, Song Xiaocheng knew that Lin Yu was not an ordinary woman. He also saw Lin Yu's sleepwalking twice, and he still remembered the illusory inference that Zeng Yi mistakenly made, but ......

"Why is it not ordinary?" Song Xiaocheng asked as calmly as possible.

"If my guess is correct. Song Xiaocheng, your girlfriend Lin Yu, she may be one of the nodes on some consciousness network. ”

"What!?" Song Xiaocheng blurted out in disbelief, "How is this possible?"

Song Xiaocheng has already seen it in the dimension of insects. But Lin Yu? Could she be a node on some network of consciousness?

"This node is likely to be passive, and she may not be aware of it. ”

"So what? I'm also a member of the network of consciousness! When I was in the dimension of insects, I was also dragged into the world of the network of knowledge......

"That's different!" Huan Lingyu interrupted Song Xiaocheng impatiently, "Before we enter their consciousness world, we can't know any information in that consciousness world at all! Their intentions, their members, their origins, abilities, and the amount of information, we can't know all of them! Song Xiaocheng, I don't know people but faces!"

"I ...... I didn't know that when I joined that network. ”

"That's because you're too vegetable!" Huan Lingyu waved his hand and sat on the ground.

"So, what exactly is the consciousness network? You seem to know this very well?" Song Xiaocheng asked.

Huan Lingyu sighed and leaned the back of his head against the door of the small bedroom.

"It's a collective consciousness. It's like a bee colony or an ant colony, or the Zerg and Star Spirit settings in "Blind Man's War". Once a node is linked to the network of consciousness, it is equivalent to joining a much larger cluster of spiritual consciousness composed of countless other individual nodes. That is......"

Huan Lingyu paused, and Song Xiaocheng couldn't help but ask, "What is it?"

That is, to unify the social consciousness. "Literary