A feeling of disgust, sprung up in my throat without warning, made it difficult for me to breathe. In addition, with the right hand full of bacterial dirt, I just let go of the mouse, squeezed a tiny pustule in the lower jaw, and the toxin dust on my hand poured into my epidermis like a parasite, soaked in flesh and blood, stench, dirty, everything began to pour into my body like a cascade.

However, the previous nausea had nothing to do with the above. All of the above is just the most normal behavior in normal life. Then, my left hand, which was still skillfully typing, stopped, and the sweat stains mingled, mixed, and stirred with the thousands of unknown poisonous insects in the keyboard, and the left hand began to touch the ruptured wound of the right hand, and another poison, at this time, also quietly sneaked into my body, disgusting, but I didn't know it.

However, the previous nausea still has nothing to do with the above. I'm just being pressed here, saying it's pressing, but there's nothing heavy on me. Indeed, I can leave at any time in the open. But, there is one question that bothers me: and then what? Without knowing what I knew, I couldn't abandon what I knew and blindly pursue something. In the end, I blame all the discomfort I have just experienced on the vicious dirt, or the outside world.

Still browsing the unknown web page, all of a sudden, a diagram of the structure of a human skull came into my pupils. This intricate floor plan made me feel sick.

If, just if, there really was a brain wrapped in blood, placed in front of me, then I would definitely put aside all the red tape that I had been observing for a long time, and like a trapped beast, vomiting the food I had swallowed before vomiting, gastric juice, and saliva pouring out around my lips.

All this is just imagination, and if it happens, the plot will be even more serious. And such a disgusting thing is found in his own head, which is the most important place to lead life. It is even much more useful than the heart, liver, stomach, spleen, and kidneys. At the same time, it is also the key for species to transcend boundaries and seek the unknown. It's just that, by virtue of his expertise, he restrained the mind of the species, and blamed everything else for all the filth and filth. And it becomes the holiest place of life, the most inviolable realm. It is still calm, as if standing on the high ground of everything, looking at the others, telling the others with a stern attitude: we are different, we can know from each other, we are all different.

However, what it didn't know was that it was the same as everything else, and that it was something that was seen from another vantage point. Everywhere is invaded by malice, and the outside is clean.

Speaking of this "evil", I can't help but think of a fierce poison I saw when I was flipping through the books a few days ago, and what surprised me the most was that the time recorded in the book was clearly written that it was the third civilization.

And the world we live in today is defined as the Fifth Civilization. Things that exist in the Third Civilization can be recorded across civilizations.

Here, first of all, it must be taken into account that not all scripts are common, and the only certainty is that the third civilization did have its own script, but according to the complexity and diversity of the development of species, it is clear that there are differences in cultures, and that this is a difference that must exist from the beginning of development, and then, in the process of succession, the differences will intensify until they become two things that are completely unclassified.

But in fact, all accidents are inevitable products. Just as writing is inevitable, it is a convenience that an intelligent species must use when it reaches a higher stage, and a race that does not have a high degree of communication ability, even if it is strong enough in itself, will disappear with time, and the glory of the once ruled is only a speck of dust in billions of years.

But the above does not mean that it is impossible to know exactly what was passed down in the third civilization.

The premise of the existence of individuality is commonality, and everything is the result of the interdependence of commonality and individuality. When commonalities are fully recognized, vague personalities are also unearthed with unrelated clues.

Of course, this kind of cross-civilization cognitive difficulty is extremely high. However, fortunately, when it was recorded, the so-called scientific and technological level was in a very mature stage, and this huge amount of information has been preserved intact to this day, and it is still transmitted to the world after crossing two world destructions.

In the end, the task of cognition was handed over to the current civilization, and after countless archaeological researchers explored day and night, some words that could be recognized by humans under the fifth civilization appeared.

It is recorded in ancient books like this:

The poison itself has life and consciousness, it is lodged in the host's body in the state of "spirit", and it will continue to torture the host, and feed on its pain to ensure its own survival, and this poison will only reside in the body of the primate with a higher degree of intelligence.

The Evil Spirits will knead the hearts of their hosts with invisible hands formed by spiritual power, causing them to experience the pain of their hearts about to crack until they lose consciousness.

However, the Evil Spirits will not take the host's life on their own initiative, and will only reach the bodies of other nearby primates when the host loses signs of life. If there are hundreds of primates in the vicinity, the evil spirits will split into hundreds, and each host will live in each host.

Therefore, the poison itself is in a state of constant growth.

While lamenting the miracle of the poisonous spirit, I can't help but be dumbfounded by its cruelty, especially its multiplication method, indiscriminately invading the body of the primate, worthy of its title of primate killer.