Nick's face was pale, and Chen Ang comforted him: "I hope you don't hate me!" ”

Nick looked up and said, "Why do you say that?" ”

"Because the more you know, the more dangerous it is, and humans can't know these things, but someone has to know before they can start to solve them." Chen Ang sighed: "The more you know, the more dangerous it is, this is not an empty word, now you are still safe because you have not reacted......"

"The Consciousness Firewall, or the locked chaotic consciousness data, allows human consciousness to be protected in a safe system, of course, you can also think of it as a shackle - anyway, it is protected in an orderly, understandable world, but now this shackle that protects you is gone!"

"Now human consciousness and reason are running by inertia, and this inertia is what I said, the wall of knowledge that protects you, which can also be said to be common sense. Because common sense...... Humanity has not yet begun to think cranky, retaining some resistance to memetic viruses. ”

"Once you have overturned common sense and started thinking nonsense, then you will find that there is nothing to help you distinguish this! You will enter the world of the mentally ill, and it will be difficult to break free from the world of your distorted consciousness. ”

Nick didn't dare to think about what Chen Ang said, it was best not to think now, once he did, he would be doomed.

But he must also think, only thinking can find a solution to the problem, the firewall of consciousness that protects human beings has collapsed, human beings can no longer understand the world rationally and correctly, unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy, and the mentally ill often hallucinate things and distort reality.

A neurotic who is not in a state of consciousness may believe that there are countless pairs of eyes looking at him. He'll be nervous all day long, suspecting someone snooping on him.

The reason why normal people don't do this is because our consciousness still has basic rationality.

We can tell that the information is our fantasy – but once we lose that ability, we see a pair of eyes, from a poster hanging in our house, or somewhere else, but we lose our ability to discern, we can't tell if it's our fantasy or not, so we really see a pair of eyes.

We entered the world of the mentally ill.

We begin to lose the protection of common sense, we begin to blur the real eyes and the eyes on the images, the TV and the photographs, and we will see that there are eyes everywhere in the world.

Our consciousness begins to twist and distort – from this point on, the whole 'normal' world collapses.

Some of the concepts in our consciousness will be distorted, for example—the eye, anything with holes, anything like an eye, will appear to us to be an eye, so we are all around us, and the concept of the eye will be completely distorted out of control, and then something else will start to be confused about what is human.

People have eyes, but now there are eyes everywhere.

Then the concept of human beings also began to be distorted, what is human, it is impossible to distinguish, the posters hanging on the wall are people, and the people walking on the street regard it as indescribable things.

Can't tell what a person is, so what is murder?

What is killing a person?

Bumped into a mosaic on the street...... What is that? Run it over!

It's a neurotic world, and everyone can lock him up if they're neurotic, but what about everyone being neurotic? Cognitive disorder, distorted consciousness, approaching madness......

No matter how much Nick avoided thinking about himself, he still gradually understood Chen Ang's consciousness, and the already extremely weak common sense, the wall of intellectuality collapsed! He also came into contact with the door of the soul, with those irrational things.

He was pale, and Nick was an iron-clad man, but he was still startled by what he had come up with.

Chen Ang hurriedly held him down and said, "You can't think about it too much...... You can't imagine the world after the spread of this virus, but once you do, you may actually be able to see that world! You're going to go crazy...... You get the feeling that everyone is crazy. You will lose the concept of the difference between a madman and a human being – you will not be able to tell what is a madman and what is a normal person! ”

"You've hurt me!" Nick nervously said, "You've really hurt me!" ”

"Don't be nervous, you're going crazy when you're nervous." Chen Ang said: "You have to overcome these difficulties with your own firm will, Nick, you are the strongest person I have ever met, if you are also driven crazy!" So is there still hope for humanity? ”

"You know that, too?" Nick grabbed him and asked, "Why aren't you crazy!" ”

Chen Ang didn't dare to say that he had caught the wrong person, he looked at Nick grabbing the dancing corpse, he knew that Nick couldn't tell the difference between people and ghosts! He tried to comfort him by saying, "I'm an old human...... My consciousness was not created by the Apocalypse, so there is no such door! ”

"Nick, you are the first new human to know the truth, and only if you overcome these difficulties, we will have hope!"

The truth that Chen Ang tells Nick is also a kind of information and a meme, and this meme can also infect Nick, who has no resistance, and his wall of common sense collapses, and his consciousness is out of inertia and begins to collapse.

Chen Ang carefully blindfolded Nick and covered his ears.

He now has to take in the least amount of information from the outside world, and even think as little as possible.

Because the information from the outside world is now a memetic virus for him, and the memory is the same, but this defeats Chen Ang's purpose of telling Nick the truth - he hopes that Nick will find a way with him after knowing the truth, but he can't even think about it now.

Nick has entered the first stage of infection – cognitive disorder.

Chen Ang can't tell Nick that the person he saw is a ghost, because it's okay to see a ghost as a human now, and now a ghost is a human to him, but once he reacts, then he can't tell the difference between a person and a ghost, and all people may be ghosts to him, and the concept of man will be distorted.

But Chen Ang can't hide it from Nick forever, you're a smart man, he feels the hand he's clutching—the flesh is upside down, the bones and rotting tendons are touched, the tentacles are cold, he knows he's holding a corpse—he's starting to lose the distinction between a man and a ghost—the kind that would recognize a person as a ghost.

"There are a lot of people here!" Nick's tone was grim.

In Nick's mind, his surroundings changed, he was blindfolded, there were no doors, windows, or lights around him, and he smelled the smell of decay—the smell from the wax corpses that he remembered, and then the flesh and bones of the walls and floors began to emerge, and he stepped on a human face and stepped on a rotting skeleton.

This is an illusion created by Nick's sense of smell after he loses his sense of sight and hearing.

But it wasn't a fantasy for him, and the memories of corpses created by his sense of smell began to replace some cognition, and Nick also saw a dancing ballerina in front of him—with a beautiful face and a vivid smile at him.

He thought it was a real person.