The prosthetic body Takakawa no longer needs to breathe at all, but in this dead battlefield, he has an urge to take a big breath. The advantages of the prosthetic body, which is theoretically more stable than the flesh and blood, have disappeared when facing the young Takakawa. If you are unable to control your emotions, plan your mental activities, and adjust or even ignore your physiological reactions, including impulses, it will be difficult for you to develop your own advantages in the face of battle. Solidity and computing alone may be able to defeat what is known, but it is difficult to win against the mystery of the unknown. As far as Prosthetic Takakawa's own experience is concerned, he would prefer that he can have some advantages on the non-physical level than those that are strong on the physical level.

After all, physical things can grow as long as they are constantly understood. Mystery, however, means "something that cannot be understood." In the mysterious battlefield, the most important thing is how to withstand the pressure of "things and phenomena that you can't understand".

In an environment full of unknowns, with far beyond one's imagination, no matter how strong oneself is, it is not as good as the unknown one after another, no matter how you grow, the dangerous growth is always faster than your own growth, and you may die inexplicably at any time, whether you have an anti-pressure inner is the key.

There will always be many powerful things that human beings can imagine in their works, such as "becoming the center of all information", "the root of all things", "the root of life", "the omniscience and omnipotence in a closed system", and "the only one in all dimensions of the universe", etc., these imaginations that can be described by human beings themselves with words created by themselves, as well as those imaginations that have not yet been expressed in words, are so large and vast that it is difficult for people to imagine what the so-called "beyond imagination" is.

For people, if "the whole universe, all dimensions, all knowledge, and all powers" are not really powerful, then what else is powerful? Even, when people create an imaginary existence of "the universe, all dimensions, omniscience, and omnipotence", they will always give it a weakness so that the story can be unfolded, or they will describe the growth full of weaknesses when it has not yet become "the universe, all dimensions, omniscience, and omnipotence". In the full sense of the word, "the whole universe, all dimensions, all knowledge, and all powers" is already an extreme end—but this end point has one of the most basic common requirements.

That is, there must be a so-called "root" and a "one", there must be such a basic and essential fundamental point, no matter what it is called.

From this basic point, the most essential source, the branches and leaves of the tree are unfurled, and a colorful world is formed—this is people's imagination and belief in the colorful world.

It seems that all the occult and science tend to unfold in this way.

But what if the world wasn't like that? If something that is not based on this actually causes harm to people and plunges the whole world into collapse, what is the practical use of everything created by the fixed limitations of imagination?

Prosthetic Gao Chuan didn't know if he would think about such a thing, before "Gao Chuan" became what it is now, when the "virus" had not yet come, he would never think about it, and he didn't have the slightest idea. Who would assume the existence of an influence when they are not aware of it, and plunge themselves into a "non-reality" futility?

Rather than thinking about these things, a more simple life, such as better food, a better life, and a more fulfilling life, is the most important thing to think about.

And yet—

If you can live by just thinking about these simple things, it is a kind of beauty in itself.

Prosthetic Takagawa reached out and pulled out a pipe that was firmly inserted in the back of his head. This pipeline, which had never left the prosthetic body in every strong impact before, was finally pulled out by himself. This action is a kind of trigger switch that he has set in advance. This means that in the following time, he will completely give up his subjective and subconscious control and adjustment of the prosthesis. The setting of this trigger switch was originally a hint given to maintain the dominance of the prosthetic, if he could, of course he didn't want to give up his control and dominance of his body, but, there was really no way-

The strength of the monster boy Takakawa cannot be countered under the premise of maintaining the existence of his own individual. There are many factors for this, but the first is that "Takakawa" is a place that makes people feel uneasy. Secondly, the prosthetic body that observes self-will does have some subtle estrangement from the Three Immortals Island, and it cannot be seamlessly integrated in any case, although this subtle estrangement is a necessary insurance for its own independent existence, but it will also cause unnecessary load and loss on the Three Immortals Island. In the current situation, if we do not eliminate this barrier in order to achieve the most perfect "combination of prosthetic body and three immortal islands" in theory, there is no way to achieve the goal.

If they could, who wouldn't want to do things like "how can I have a good life in society?"

If they could, who would be willing to give up their flesh and blood born of nature, to live like a machine, like a substitute, like a transitional product?

If they could, who would want to give up their own dominance and independence and create a different personality from themselves, even if their own personality would become the nourishment of other personalities?

If they could, who would think about things that would seem like gibberish, crazy talk, and turn themselves into a mentally ill person?

Takakawa is not a smart person, but he is not a stupid person either, of course he knows what is good for himself and what is bad, what he is most willing to do, and what he resists to do - all the dreams and desires that ordinary people have, those good and bad things, he has.

However, the world has become like this, and the people around me have become like this, how can I be indifferent? Suffocating comfortably in a suffocating black house?

If you can't save anything and can't see a glimmer of hope, then you have to be a human being—isn't it? Isn't that the truth?

Prosthetic Takakawa lowered his head, muttering the hints he had set for himself, and in his mind, the light like floating algae was extinguished piece by piece, and the things he had thought about were also disappearing, and he seemed to be asleep, as if awake. He doesn't need to breathe, because the prosthesis doesn't need to breathe, he doesn't have a heartbeat, because the prosthesis doesn't have a heartbeat, he doesn't have a so-called "brain" at all, because every tiny structure of the prosthetic body can become a carrier of thought. He had no blood, no flesh, no nerves, no muscles, and the physical structure of man was long since left when his prosthetic body was transformed into its present form.

Even, he still feels that his idea of wandering between people and non-people is just a hint to himself, just a kind of spiritual sustenance, and he can't find the characteristics of being a "human" at all from the physical level. "Considering oneself to be a person" in each of his self-examinations is like a fragile lie, an illusion of self-deception.

Now, he had to personally puncture this lie and illusion, and let his spirit endure the baptism that he didn't even know what it would be. He had to do this, he had to take the initiative to plunge into the darkness of self-knowledge, to let those things that were contrary to his own knowledge, to let those things that he could not understand, rush into his body, into his mind, into his own spiritual world, into the operation of his own mind - he knew that when he completely opened up his control and dominance over the prosthesis, his self-knowledge would have to endure that unimaginable test.

However, it had to be done.

If you don't do this, you won't be able to fight the monster boy Takakawa.

If you don't, you won't be able to carry out your plan.

If you do this, maybe it won't get better, but if you don't, it won't get better.

At this moment, the prosthetic Takagawa felt a sense of complete and complete spiritual liberation, and the anxiety that had been accumulating in his heart disappeared without a trace at this moment—as if he was dead, and a great peace descended on him.

One by one, the pipes detached from the prosthesis, as if nothing else had happened, but something had changed, something was changing from the imperceptible details, from the colors and structures that seemed to be the same. When there was only one line left to connect the prosthesis, the prosthetic body with its head lowered and like a broken marionette began to deform.

The prosthetic Takagawa is melting.

It began to melt from the surface, like wax, like thick oil, and the liquid thing slipped little by little along the curve of the torso. It was as if the skin had been peeled off, and the substance inside the prosthetic body was no longer smooth or flesh-colored, but something black, like coal. This thing is not a complete piece, it is very rough, as if it has been mixed with muddy water and sand, and then kneaded together. Now, this kneading appearance is also cracking, in the outside world, the process of collapse is so rapid, but it is full of a living sense of rhythm - as if this process of cracking and collapse is a kind of life activity.

The second hand is beating, and the prosthetic body is no longer humanoid in the blink of an eye.

The muddy Three Immortals Island gurgled and bubbled, but the bubbles that reached the surface became less and less, and the sticky and silted appearance seemed to solidify, solidifying into a rough shape, making the entire Three Immortals Island look like an island made of lava and gradually cooling in the sea. A barren, rough, heat-filled, not very calm island. Compared with the image of the island before it was transformed into the Three Immortals Island, there is a new vitality.

There is only one huge island, and it is so alive that when you see it, you can't help but think of the bottom of it, where the uncooled magma is still tumbling, and it seems that a new volcano will rise at any moment.

With the mutation of the Three Immortals Island, this battlefield no longer looks like a battlefield, and it can even be said that it does not look like the scenery of the ruins of the Ruling Bureau. It is as if returning to the era when the planet has not yet cooled, and the environment that has been created, rough and primitive, rough and manic, and even completely unsuitable for the birth of life. It is as if this island called "Three Immortals Island" already existed before the planet gave birth to life. With the passage of time, life is born, and its form has also changed. It was once crushed, its structure was broken down, and matter was once part of other organic and inorganic matter, used for different functions, and embodied different properties. It became part of plants, part of animals, part of minerals, part of rivers, lakes and seas, part of swamps and forests, and it wandered in cycles with the explosion of species and mass extinctions.

Then, in the present day, it is reunited as one. From that ancient point in time, which cannot be directly observed by humans, and can only be depicted through shallow data and imagination.

Time seems to be turning back billions of years at this moment, and space seems to be shuttling to the time when the planets have not completely cooled, and those hard structural materials are melting in extreme heat, but this heat is not the heat that ordinary people understand, because all the observation methods of temperature cannot measure its change. The so-called "heat", the human understanding of the essence of the so-called "heat", is only a superficial description of the current "heat".

The air that pervades this battlefield has become very different in the sense of the distribution of matter and structure, and it is very different from the composition of the gas of the planet, which has been analyzed by humans in ancient times or earlier. Substances that people have never seen before, structures that have never been seen before are constantly being created and dying out. All the factors that make up the environment are unstable, and as a result, this terrible totality of the environment, which is completely unsuitable for human beings, changes every minute and every second, and none of them repeats itself. It is equally futile to find patterns in the changes that have already occurred and to deduce the changes that have followed.

The Three Immortals Island quietly exists in this completely alienated environment, which is not separated from the ruins of the Ruling Bureau, but it makes people feel that it has nothing to do with the Ruling Bureau. It exists on its own, but it is intimately connected to more distant regions. It's still eroding the places that border it, like a virus. The Three Immortals Island and the anomalous environment centered on it are a huge living entity.