Could it be that ..

This mysterious person is actually the "me" before I came here?

The avatar of the mysterious man undoubtedly represents his own identity, or is it some kind of message he wants to convey to the outside world - isn't the avatar used for this?

Doesn't black background, white 1, refer to "me" myself? Looking outside, there is no light in the world now, and the objective black background is just right for the subjective person "1". Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

So, here comes the problem again.

Why did he do that?

How did he do it.

What does it have to do with him when it's dark outside?

What does this matter of sending medicine have to do with the disorder of time and space?

How the date is erased (on the phone, in the diary, and any other tool that proves what time it is).

One of the most convenient questions for me to do my research was: why did he let me choose between injecting "pioneers" and going out to explore? He also made me put on a disdainful look when I said "pioneer", but now it seems that that was not what "I" really thought at that time, and this "disdain" was what he asked me to show, that is, he didn't want me to inject "pioneer".

I walked over to Chen Ruidong's body, squatted down to see if there was any special medicine, and after a little search, I found a dozen finger-long syringes, which were kept in a vacuum bag and filled with liquid medicine.

Do you want to try getting an injection?

Now, it seems that there are no other clues for me to think about, so I can only take a risk, whether he intentionally or unintentionally asks me to ignore these special drugs, I can only inject one first, maybe this medicine is his last trap? Maybe this special medicine that has been deliberately ignored and rejected by me is the real way to break the game? Either of these two possibilities, I can only take the risk of trying.

With a horizontal heart, I tore open a bag of packaging, and took a little bit of liquid, looking at the thickness of the needle, I thought about it, and injected it directly into the vein on my arm, although this is the first time I injected myself, but I used to draw blood during the hospital physical examination (college entrance examination), at least I know where to prick and what posture to use.

Generally speaking, this liquid medicine is intravenous, right? I suddenly remembered this stubble, and I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, I didn't know what medicine should be injected intravenously and what medicine should be injected arterial, I was completely blind.

First... Veins, after all, veins are easier to find, as long as you are not too fat, you can see pale cyan veins when you roll up your sleeves, this body is naturally thin, and veins are easier to find.

Arterial injection, in case I can't get a big bleeding, it's not good...

Bearing back the awkwardness in my heart, I managed to get a special dose on my left arm, and after that, I threw away the needle and stood quietly in place, waiting for the effect to kick in.

However, what I was waiting for was not the efficacy, but... A text message.

The sender is myself!

"It looks like you've been injected with anti-'Pioneer' potions after all."

I replied, "What happens if I get injected?" ”

"Suppress your illness for the time being, so that you can gain a part of the truth, and thus come into contact with me, which will be discussed in detail in a moment."

"Really? I'm sick... Which one are you? ”

Of course, I didn't directly believe this person's words, and the temporary cooperation was just a cliché.

"Whether you believe it or not, you are indeed infected with a spiritual plague called 'Vanguard', everything you see in this world is true, including what you think is the contradiction - the medicine man and the disorder of time and space, this is really happening in this world, you don't need to doubt it, you don't have to verify it - when you listen to me, you will understand. As for who I am... You've probably guessed it, but you can't really know for sure. ”

"I am you, or the owner of your body, you can call me Wang Mersa, or a space-time aberration, or a name similar to that I don't want to mention - SCP-CN-111."

“SCP-CN-111？ What do you mean? Code name? Encode? Also, how do you type so fast? I replied, hearing him say this, I also temporarily put back and continued to inquire about this strange world, as for the later question of typing speed, it was just to test whether he was good at talking.

This strange "I" who called himself SCP-CN-111 replied in seconds: "That string of English and numbers is my current name, do you want to see our file?" Forget it, the angle of your question is very tricky, almost to the point - the text message you see now, Chen Ruidong, all the houses on this floor, this building, the air, the sunshine, everything, is not there, you seem to be talking to me, but in fact you are just talking to yourself, because you have not yet recognized that I am you, you are me, we are just brains in a jar, so your uncomplicated thinking links 'my appearance' with 'text message or WeChat', so I am chatting with you through text messages. ”

"Your own thoughts, or my own, are of course instantaneous, and that's why text messages come back in seconds -- you're talking to yourself in your head."

I frowned and read it over and over again for a long time before I understood what he was saying.

He and I are actually a person, everything in this world is fake, non-existent, I am just a brain in a jar, I am talking to myself, and talking to myself is realized through text messages, and text messages are just a way to talk to myself, and it does not affect the essence of "talking to myself", so all information is a second back.

In other words, these text messages are already on my phone, and I'm just "discovering" them.

How dare I talk to the other half of my head? That's the truth, right?!

The text message came again: "Got it? Let me briefly explain to you where we are now..."

And then he sent a long paragraph...

Looking at the beginning, I see that this seems to be a document.

Item No: SCP-CN-111

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-CN-111 can be stored in any area, no research results have shown that the object will have a negative impact on the area, in addition, any description of the time of the object cannot be saved, the effect increases with the duration of contact and the degree of effective contact, and the straight-line distance from the object also affects the intensity of this effect, usually weakening with increasing distance. SCP-CN-111 can also be referred to as an aberrations of life in different time and space, and this name is given by Dr. N. With a current of more than 10,000 volts, the object appeared out of thin air in [DATA EXPUNGED], and it was found that the human [DATA EXPUNGED], the appearance of the analogous life aberration is a human brain, the color is pale pink, and it weighs 1395 grams. The cerebral cortex is 2.56 mm thick, with a total area of about 2176 square centimeters, without any ability to move, nor does it possess any attacking ability, and does not require any external nutrients to survive, and it has been proven that the brain can be completely preserved at any temperature above absolute zero, and no matter what is known to humans or attack can destroy the brain, but the nature and structure of the brain are not specifically different from the human brain.

After three months of research by Dr. N and Dr. R, it was found that the brain was engaged in an extremely peculiar circular thinking, Dr. N and Dr. R claimed that the object was actually a special human brain that entered the plane through an unknown teleportation method in another time and space, the human name was Wang MoSha (Wang MoSha), in subsequent research, Dr. N found that there was a special meme in the brain, he named it "Dark Pioneer" (hereinafter referred to as "Pioneer"), "Pioneer" has a certain degree of contagion, and has been in [DATA EXPUNGED] The base caused quite a riot, with infected individuals claiming that when the "Vanguard" attacked, their vision would be filled with darkness, and many strange ghosts would emerge from the darkness, and these infected people were brainwashed and psychologically cured of the "Vanguard", and after multiple experiments, it was proved that the "Vanguard" was not universally lethal.

After that, Dr. [DATA EXPUNGED] and his team took over the research on the project, and made great progress: anti-"Pioneer" specific drugs, anti-"Pioneer" specific drugs can effectively treat "Pioneer", and after the doctor injected the specific drug into the brain, the circular thinking did not change substantially. The Doctor has proven that the brain's circular thinking is caused by another unknown meme, and that the "Pioneer" meme is most likely a manifestation of an unknown meme, and that research is so difficult that no one has been able to continue research after the Doctor's death.

Appendix 1: Dialogue from ??? time

Dr. N: "Hello, can you hear me?" Wang Mosha? ”

SCP-CN-111：“...”

(repeating questioning??? times)

SCP-CN-111：“...”

Dr. N shrugged his shoulders to Dr. R outside the one-way glass, saying that it was time for this conversation to end, but Dr. R did not notice Dr. N's actions until Dr. N began to tap the glass, and Dr. R woke up from his sleep - no one knows when he fell asleep, when Dr. N tried to guess how long he slept through Dr. R's sleeping habits - and then speculated how long he stayed with SCP-CN-111, his watch stopped spinning - there was no way to know when it stopped turning, The system file that recorded the time of his mobile phone was deleted - it was also impossible to know when it was deleted, and his biological clock disappeared when he tried to deduce from his own experience how long he had been with SCP-CN-111.

For this reason, Dr. N lay in the hospital for five months before he could barely regulate the disordered endocrine system, and it was at this time that Dr. [DATA EXPUNGED] intervened in the study of SCP-CN-111, and worked until his death, in fact, no one knows how old he lived - before he came into contact with SCP-CN-111, he lived for 72 years, according to his attending doctor, Dr. may have lived [DATA EXPUNGED] years after contact.

His attending physician then spent five months in the same hospital room where Dr. N had been lying.

Addendum 2: Since I don't know how long the house where SCP-CN-111 is located has not been repaired, it led to a landslide accident, and two D-class personnel were killed by falling rocks on the spot, and then Dr. [DATA EXPUNGED] intervened in the research of SCP-CN-111 - the research on how to preserve SCP-CN-111 was not satisfactory, because the construction team always forgot when the concrete reached the design strength, and then could not complete the wall work, There were also doubts about the construction time and the amount of construction materials to be used - which directly led to a series of economic disputes.

After reading it, my heart couldn't calm down for a long time... Is this the truth about me?

I'm now, just a brain?

Still being studied?

"You understand now, this file was entered by a doctor from the Foundation whose name I don't know, and you know the reason why there is an anti-"Pioneer" special drug here - the doctor in the file who has been described in four words as data deletion entered in to conduct experiments. ”

"Wait a minute, let me slow down, I can't accept it, give me ten minutes." I patted my head, and I had a headache that I needed ten minutes to slow down.

The text messages stopped coming, and I exhaled lightly, trying to calm my messy thoughts - to be reasonable, no one could have felt messy in the back of knowing that they were just in a jar.