With the doctor's words, the originally vague picture collapses in an instant, and the black and white background world turns into a broken line drawing composed of dots and lines, and all cognition and existence are out of balance in the fall, making it difficult to judge the truth and falsehood.

chaos

viscous,

Strange.

Just thinking about it can make people lose the most basic judgment ability.

It's as if you're in a huge, dark egg.

In his eyes, only the doctor not far away still maintained his normal shape, and everything that remained seemed to have been distorted by something, leaving only a faint phantom.

The doctor stood in place, smiling politely.

"Hmm, confused?"

"You probably didn't come here when you were in the lab, did you?"

"[Subconscious], or deep consciousness."

"As the ultimate technological product of the future of mankind, the 'second world' itself is a work of art that straddles technology and knowledge."

"In order for people to keep their self and not dissipate their consciousness in endless reincarnation, they have stored everything that belongs to the 'self' here."

"Only then will they not forget who they are after waking up after a long wait."

As the doctor spoke, the space he was in suddenly distorted position, causing him, who was originally facing Han Baiyi, to spin and move into the air.

It looked as if the doctor was stepping on the ceiling and talking to Han Baiyi.

Han Baiyi raised his eyelids.

The doctor didn't care at all.

"Their idea was perfect, but they forgot about it...... The power of time. ”

He hung upside down in the sky, spreading his arms in the direction of Han Baiyi.

"You see, where we are now, is the grave of consciousness."

"The long wait has caused the brain and all the personal computers that assist in processing mental memories to crash, and the huge amount of data accumulated over hundreds of years that cannot be cleaned up has completely overwhelmed the limits of what people can carry on their own."

"Lost everything, only the memory of death."

"At the same time, this is also the lowest level of the 'second world' - the support point of all the logic and basic algorithms in this world."

"You who entered this world after being weakened should be unable to move now."

The doctor was full of confidence in the feedback from the institute, and was not afraid of Han Baiyi, who had just beheaded the two major professionals in Rhode Island, and slowly walked towards Han Baiyi from the zenith with open arms.

One hangs upside down, and the other stands upright.

The two faced each other.

"You're too ignorant and too conceited."

"Han Baiyi."

"Smack."

As soon as the doctor's words fell, Han Baiyi slapped the uncle in front of his head expressionlessly, and slapped the uncle in front of his head, and the slap was crisp and bright.

As soon as the slap went down, I saw that the doctor's facial features were concave and twisted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the fragile neck muscles were quickly pulled and stretched under the force far beyond ordinary people, and the whole head was pulled out like a tennis ball with a rubber rope, and the click of the neck bone could even be faintly heard.

The head clicked and turned sixteen, seventeen or eight times like a spinning top, and the neck muscles and skin folded and twisted like twisted clothes, stacking folds and folds.

The doctor's two eyes were high and protruding, his expression was extremely distorted, and his facial features, which were originally in good position, were moved from the center to the left as if they had been run over by a hydraulic press, and the skull was sunken in a large piece.

Han Baiyi lowered his head and looked at his palm.

"Well, the strength has indeed been cut quite a bit."

"This is supposed to be my level in this world, right?"

"It's a lot worse than when I was in Terra."

Han Baiyi's voice calmly concluded this slap, and the doctor stood upside down on the ceiling, his head twisted into a twisted flower and hung in the air, like a strange work of art.

If it weren't for the fact that this is [the subconscious], everything is made up of conscious signals, he would be a corpse by now.

"This ...... What's going on?! ”

The doctor asked in a daze, and seemed to be self-doubting, and while hanging from the ceiling and looking at him, he muttered to himself in a low voice,

"No, it shouldn't."

"When I conducted a positioning experiment on him, it did weaken more than 95% of his consciousness signal fluctuations...... Why is he still free to move freely in the underlying consciousness? ”

"That's not right! Under normal circumstances, he should not even be able to preserve his personal form and self-consciousness...... Why is this happening? ”

Naturally, it was impossible for the doctor's twisted neck to have intact vocal cords, so the words he said sounded in Han Baiyi's ears, like the people of Zu'an whispering to the statues of elementary school students.

Voices are muffled and illegible.

Han Baiyi didn't pay attention to his words, first looked at the doctor who was still alive with his neck twisted at one thousand and eighty degrees, and then lowered his head to look at his hand - because it was a consciousness body, did direct physical attacks seem to have no effect on him in this world?

As he thought, he tried to gather the idea into the palm of his hand.

Then, I saw a faint starlight floating in his palm like a firefly flying.

With the change of mind, the spiritual light point in his hand immediately rotated and circled with Han Baiyi's thoughts, as if the stars and planets in the dark cosmic space were entangled with each other, drawing one orbit after another.

"How, how could it be! How can you still use Source Stone Energy here! ”

The Doctor's Zuan dialect sounded again, staring at a pair of big eyes in disbelief.

Okay, everyone in [the underlying consciousness] is an ordinary person, no different from the real world?!

Where did you go to cram school!

Han Baiyi still ignored him.

Turning around, the palm of his hand was attached to the spiritual whim, and then he slapped it on the doctor's head again.

The doctor looked at him with a bewildered expression.

Then, I felt that my face was slowly dissociating like a slap of flour on the board.

Particle by particle dissipates in the air.

The Doctor was shocked.

"This, how is this ......?"

Halfway through the words, the dissociative effect had already begun to pull the neck, shattering and dispersing the trachea and Adam's apple, leaving only one big eye that was incredibly wide, full of disbelief.

After wrapping the spirit machine and slapping it lightly, a panel prompt suddenly popped up in front of Han Baiyi's eyes.

[World Core Memory ...... detected]

[Do you want to extract the core?] 】

[Yes / No]

[Withdrawal Countdown: 30]

Han Baiyi looked at the doctor who was decomposing, pursed his lips, a little stunned in his heart, and a little overwhelmed.

Absolutely damn it, this thing shattered when you touched it.

Han Baiyi didn't know how to complain about the doctor's body.

The main thing is that he didn't expect that the physical resistance was ridiculously high, and the doctor who didn't die after twisting his neck four or five times, the legal resistance would be so low.

As for what is the core of the world prompted on the panel?

He didn't know either.

This thing doesn't seem to be the same as the 'World Origin' of the wolf world, right?

But now that it's all broken, there's nothing to hesitate about, so let's just extract it, and it's gone if you don't mention it for a while.

【Yes】

At the moment of making his choice, a silver line suddenly lit up on the other side of the blurred space in front of him, which was formed by endless lines and chaotic entanglement.

As if at the end of the dark horizon of dawn, the first rays of sunlight were shed.

It's just that this silver line is not as warm as the sun, and all the vague areas where it passes through all collapses and collapses the moment this silver line crosses, and finally mixes into another even fainter chaotic shape.

At the same time, a pitch-black ball appeared in Han Baiyi's hand very suddenly.

At the top, a silver coil that seemed to be at the end of the earth lit up, spreading from the middle point towards the entire black ball, as if scanning something.

And the doctor, who was originally hanging upside down in front of Han Baiyi's body and constantly decomposed, seemed to have lost any support, and shattered into countless light chips like a sand sculpture falling on the stone ground.

Finally, under the effect of some kind of rule, all the light chips disappeared in the pull of a vortex in mid-air, as if they were forcibly dragged away from consciousness by something.

Han Baiyi looked at the silver thread swept towards him in the distance, and then looked at the coil that was spreading on the black ball, and inexplicably felt some kind of malice from the world.

- Is this sweeping him up like a virus?!

[Do you want to do core binding?] 】

[Yes / No]

Han Baiyi looked at the small ball in his hand that he didn't know what it could do, and frowned.

【Yes】

Then, a slight suction force immediately came from the palm, and the spiritual energy in the body slowly surged towards the direction of the palm.

As soon as the two came into contact, a series of straight and distinct pale white circuits emerged on the surface of the ball under the support of the spiritual point.

Han Baiyi didn't feel any resistance, and easily poured the spirit into it.

It's just that apart from the lit circuit on the small black ball, Han Baiyi didn't feel any change, and the amount of spiritual energy required for the unit distance of the loop on the small ball to extend is getting bigger and bigger.

If it weren't for the fact that Han Baiyi himself had a large amount, and he had stored a lot of spiritual points before, he might not feel that it was enough.

The silver thread that shone on the other side was still spreading in his direction.

Until a certain moment,

The silver thread suddenly stopped.

Han Baiyi looked at the zigzag spiritual circuits on the ball, as well as the silver thread that also stopped on the surface of the ball.

【Binding Successful】

At the moment when the prompt sounded, Han Baiyi clearly felt that the inside of this little black ball had now changed into its own shape.

The next second, it was dark in front of me.