With the arrival of the Corrosive Star, the current situation in many parts of the world can be described as "chaos in the world", but despite this, there are still residents in some places who still maintain their usual living conditions. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

With the sun shining on the modest streets, and the out-of-tune Spanish singing coming from the stone houses lining the streets, Guatemala City, the capital of the small Central American country of Guatemala, looks no different than it used to be.

Unlike the capitals of the big cities, it looks like one of those small cities that don't go into the flow. That said, it is also the largest city in Central America.

Perhaps because the inhabitants are optimists, or because they know that their power is too weak to stand on the international stage, it is not a bad thing that many people here never pay attention to international news and maintain a simple and happy existence.

Unlike those who live in a cosmopolitan city and have a stressful daily life, the pace of life here is slow, and there is a relaxed and laid-back atmosphere.

Unshaven Jeff. Knoll staggered through the streets of the slums, too, with his dirty cloth hat crooked, in his yellow-shelled cab that had already begun to emit white smoke from under the hood.

He knew that no one in this kind of place would be wealthy enough to take a taxi, so he subconsciously sped up and drove towards the commercial area three blocks away.

Then, just as he was about to reach the intersection, he was stopped by a passenger.

Jeff, who passes through the slums almost every day, will no longer be deceived by those boring guys who have no money and have to stop cars to play, he wanted to speed up and leave this place directly, but this time the passengers really didn't seem to be joking with themselves:

It was an old man with a stern face, who stood straight despite his white beard and hair, and seemed to be in good spirits. The black suit was spotless, and he wore a gray tie, which looked out of place in the dirty slums behind him.

Jeff stopped the car, watched the old man sit in the co-pilot's seat, and casually asked, "Where to go?" ”

"Central Square, Cathedral." The old man named a place in standard Spanish that Jeff knew all too well, and most first-time visitors to the city would choose to visit the square first.

"Okay...... Jeff turned left at the intersection in front of him, heading towards the central plaza.

Driving on the streets with some potholes, perhaps because the old people around him are too serious, this "old driver" who always has some chatter, he didn't know what to say for a while, and he held back a sentence for a long time: "You're here to travel, right?" ”

"Nope." The old man shook his head decisively, and there was a hint of meaning in his hoarse voice:

"I want people here to see the 'real' world." The old man said.

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Jeff almost stepped on the brakes, but it was difficult to stabilize his rickety broken car, and the other drivers passed by the window.

"What do you say? I didn't get it. Jeff let out a confused sound.

"Nothing." The old man stretched out his hand and pointed to the road ahead, motioning for him to continue driving, and then spoke in a hoarse but firm voice, "Have you ever had a 'hallucination'?" ”

"What hallucination?" Jeff asked.

- His consciousness was constantly sending out danger signals, reminding him that the old man sitting in his car was mentally ill. But Jeff didn't know why, and didn't immediately let the cargo get out of the car, but continued to listen to the old man, and said strange things:

"Like seeing translucent legless people dancing on the side of the road at night, or a pale flame burning in the air?"

"I haven't seen it." Jeff shook his head honestly.

"Skinny hands pounding on your windows, blood-stained insect limbs sticking out from under the bed?"

"I haven't seen it."

"There is a dark shadow in the corner of your eye, and there is always someone calling your name behind you?"

"This seems to have happened to ......me once in a while," Jeff frowned and thought back to these situations, but found that his memory was like a veil, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember the circumstances of the time.

"What would you think if I told you that those things weren't hallucinations, but 'really existed'?" The old man's eyes stared at the street ahead without blinking.

"Even if you say that, it's hard for me to believe it, I don't see ...... now," Jeff sighed.

As he spoke, the taxi had already driven to the front of the central square, and from this angle, the spire of the cathedral and the solemn white walls could already be seen not far away.

"Here we are."

Jeff mechanically stopped the car, and before he could determine the amount displayed on the meter, he heard the old man's demonic voice, which sounded in his ears again:

"So, what if I could let you see it?"

"Huh?" Jeff turned his head to look at the old man next to him with a confused expression, feeling that he was about to be brainwashed: "What did you say? ”

"You have a chance to see the world as it really is, but I warn you that the world is more dangerous than you think." The old man asked quickly, "Of course, you can also choose to continue to maintain the status quo and live in a world that seems to be ruled by humans. Tell me, what would you choose? ”

Hearing this, Jeff fell into a long silence. Even though his brain was constantly telling him that this thing was, there was some deeper consciousness that chose to believe the old man's claims.

After thinking for a moment, Jeff finally spoke slowly: "Probably ...... See the real world. ”

This thirty-five-year-old adult man, after years of wind and rain, has long forgotten the fear of hearing ghost stories in his childhood. But today, he finally remembered those bizarre fantasies of his childhood, as well as speculations about this world:

Are there really gods and demons in this world? Is the government covering up something?

――If I could, I would like to see the reality of the world.

His wish came true five seconds later.

Bang!

A crisp crash came from the direction of the car window, and Jeff shuddered and turned his head to look, but froze again because of the amazing sight in front of him:

Above the central square, which had been sunny and sunny, a dark shadow suddenly shrouded in darkness, and a group of thin creatures whose names he could not name gathered and hovered over the cathedral.

The nearest one of them was lying on the hood of his taxi, the black skin on his body had begun to fester, and a pair of bone-revealing wings on his back were constantly flapping, looking like a combination of a rotting corpse and a bat.

“……”

Jeff stared at the monster blankly, staring at the scarlet eyeballs that were about to fall out of the sockets, until the thing spread its wings and flew away, his O-shaped mouth finally closed, and asked the old man sitting in the passenger seat with a trembling question:

"That'...... Exactly...... What the hell? ”

This time, the old man did not answer his question, but just stretched out his skinny right hand and patted Jeff on the shoulder:

"Welcome to the real world." He said. (To be continued.) )