Food rations generally refer to all food that is consumed, and as the name suggests, human beings are other people's rations.

"Oh, and maybe the word toy could be used to describe the human condition."

As York walked towards the couch in the living room, he remembered the memories of entering the crack.

After entering the rift, everything you experience after that is no different from before, and you always need to resist the energy impact in the channel.

He must have had nothing to do at all, but Alesa was a bit of a drain, because she needed to use the inner world she had created to fight against the onslaught of energies that could destroy everything.

So she needs to maintain the confrontation between the Inner World and repair the damaged parts of the Inner World.

And it takes more mental power to repair.

So when she came to this strange but the same world background, Alesa had already looked tired, and she had always been sick and unenergetic.

Fortunately, they landed on the outskirts of the city, which allowed the two of them to settle down relatively quickly.

The culture, technology, and language of this world are basically the same as the real world.

Although the names are different, the same parts can be found.

Just as the city here is called Twist Moon, and the real world is New York, the pronunciation is almost the same.

After settling down, when there is not enough information to trigger the random task, he still follows the practice of the second rift world, which is the world of Kaos, to find useful information through the ocean of the network, so that it is convenient to find more information to trigger the random task.

After all, it would be a pity not to use the hacking skills learned in such an equal world background.

As a result, strange enough, no matter how much he searched for useful information, he still couldn't find anything strange or unusual.

In the sea of the Internet, this world really seems to be the same as in the previous life, there is nothing, there is nothing abnormal, and it is unremarkable.

No matter how he hacked into the state-level secret archives, he still couldn't find more useful information.

There are very few, almost no supernatural events or any alien mystery files, and none of them trigger random quests.

If he hadn't been to the two rift worlds, he might have been really confused and didn't know where to start.

It is precisely because of these two cracks in the world that York knows that the problems of this world are very big.

Nothing, nothing, is enough to show how deep the underlying darkness is.

Unable to find more useful information in the sea of the Internet, he began to learn to truly understand this rift world.

It's about trying to fit in and live in this world.

As a result, only two months later, combined with the discussion of real people and the Internet, I finally found a strange place.

That's why there are so many vegetative or mentally ill people in this world, so many that hospitals are not satisfied, and even new mental hospitals have been built.

According to the owner of a small shop, who is already in his seventies, in his short life of more than 70 years, he has seen thousands of psychiatric hospitals built with his own eyes.

Yorksdu remembers the talkative shopkeeper saying, "You know, there are probably more mental hospitals than real hospitals, and they can't fit the patients in them." ”

He also joked in a rather exaggerated tone: "I don't know if the owners who built mental hospitals have made a lot of money, to be honest, I want to sell this small shop and open a mental hospital!" ”

There are far more mental hospitals than real hospitals, and the patients in them are not satisfied, and even if you forget it, most of the patients can only look at the vegetative and idiot on the ceiling with their eyes open.

Moreover, I heard that many psychiatric hospitals are built directly in prosperous areas, and the location is even more exaggerated than that of normal hospitals.

This alone is enough to make people pay attention.

Because he is a combination of two worlds, this has not happened in the previous life and the real world.

First: the number of psychiatric hospitals in the world is much more open than normal hospitals.

Second: the location is not in the suburbs but in the bustling area.

Thirdly, most of the patients are idiots or sluggish and unconscious vegetative patients

Combined with the situation and cognition of the past life and the real world, this situation is indeed quite outrageous.

It is important to know that normal hospitals mainly provide a variety of general medical services, including internal medicine, surgery, obstetrics and gynecology, pediatrics, etc., with a wide range of services, including the medical services that people need in their daily lives, and the needs are more general and cover a wider range of medical fields.

Psychiatric hospitals, on the other hand, are only specialized medical structures for specific populations.

So the number of psychiatric hospitals can be much larger than the number of normal hospitals, which is really quite outrageous.

So he began to search for these things in the ocean of the Internet, and sure enough, the number of psychiatric hospitals in the world is much more than the number of normal hospitals, as the small shop owner said, and the supply exceeds the demand.

He also thought it might just be a feature of Twisted Moon.

The result is not, this is not a unique feature of the Twisted Moon, but it is the case in every country and every city.

It was weird, so he started taking Alaisa out to investigate.

As a result, as soon as I arrived at the first psychiatric hospital, I found very strange dirty things.

Weird and weird.

Strangely, this filth was not a ghost or a monster, but the nurses and doctors of the mental hospital.

They were normal human beings with the naked eye, and there was nothing abnormal, but in the eyes of him and Alesha, there were two soul breaths on these people's bodies.

What does this mean?

Coupled with the sluggish-looking patients he saw in the mental hospital, and the empty, very weak soul power in his body, York finally understood.

These normal human beings who have two soul breaths are actually more like the legendary seizure in the one he had seen in his previous life.

In the simplest explanation, it is that another soul runs into another person's body and takes the body of another person for its own use.

The strange thing is that these strange filthy things really seem to be just ordinary people, with no special abilities, as if they can just take away human bodies.

Because of this, he and Aresha began to observe these strange filthy things like voyeurs, and began to observe the doctors and nurses in the mental hospital.

In the end, it took almost half a month, and he finally knew their true colors through the behavior of these dirty things.

He couldn't find what this kind of thing was called, so he replaced it with dirty things, which he didn't know was born, but he could directly take away the victim's body by touching through human wounds, and take possession of it, whether it was a wife or a child of that status, all the wealth was received.

Importantly, the body it occupies becomes an idiot or an unconscious, sluggish vegetative patient, which is why there are so many mental hospitals and patients.

That's why he used toys and rations to describe the human condition.

He found the true face of this rift world.

Of course, after knowing this, Yorkes will not attack decisively, but continue to follow this clue to investigate.

Because this world is a crack world, about random tasks, about +100 attribute points + closed space cracks and big rewards for returning, of course he won't feel that this world is as simple as it seems.

And the random quest was not triggered after he found out about it, which shows that he still has a lot of things he doesn't know and hasn't found the root cause.

This investigation, it took almost a month, and in the way of on-the-spot exploration and Internet search, it was found that he was a little silent.

Most of the high-rise buildings you see so far are all dirty.

Yes, whether it's a company executive, or a police officer, or a mayor or a president, or a human executive.

In a word, most of the world's top brass are all this kind of dirty.

And normal human beings don't know anything about this, and they are all reduced to playthings of dirty things in their bones, so he thinks that human beings are just rations and toys for these dirty things.

And these filthy things will also control the number of human beings, and keep a certain amount for them to have fun, kill people, or whatever.

At present, he has found out that there are so many ways to play that it is unimaginable, and he even feels disgusting.

The wife who was originally very kind and dedicated suddenly changed, cuckolded you, and cheated on many men, but in fact, it was just a dirty thing to take away your wife and then play with you.

My husband, who was originally a good person, suddenly got nervous one day, slaughtered your biological parents and his own children and abused you, in fact, it was just a dirty thing that took away your husband, and he wanted to play with you on a whim.

More and more tragedies basically have the shadow of these dirty things.

That's why he feels like this cracked world is the despair of knowing the truth.

York walked over to the couch and sat down as he picked up the notebook on the coffee table and looked at the drawings of the apartment area on the screen.

"Uncle York, what are these?" Alaisa sat down next to her and leaned over.

In her eyes, it was a three-dimensional picture of one building after another, and it also marked the floor and room numbers, red and black, as well as names and identities.

"All the dirty stuff in this neighborhood and their identity." York said indifferently and gestured to Building No. 2 on the drawing.

Alesa looked over, she saw Nelson in Room 406 of Building 2 in Building 2, Alesa smiled heartily, grinned and her eyes were shining fiercely, like a little tiger who wanted to devour people, not fierce.

"Uncle York, are you sure you really want to kill them tonight?"

"yes." York nodded, looking at the layout of the neighborhood.

In just such an apartment area, through exploration and stereograms, he found a whole 1,690 dirty things.

You know, each of these dirty things refers to a family, and 1690 refers to 1690 families.

And there are only 2,305 households in this apartment area, and 1,690 is undoubtedly a terrifying number.

That means how exaggerated their workload is tonight.

But it can't be helped, since the random task has been triggered, it doesn't matter if you startle the snake.

Once you've killed all this filth, it's a matter of changing places.

"I've found a solution to this random task anyway."

York looked up at the void in front of him, at the virtual window in front of him.

［…… ］

[Condition met: Random quest triggered, the world is seeking salvation]

[Quest: Cleanse the world of filth and make the world clean]

[Reward: +100 Attribute Points + Enclosed Space Rift and Regression]

[Accept/Reject]

［…… ］

York chose to accept.

[Accepted]

[]

Listening to the mechanical sound ringing in his ears, York looked at Aleisa.

"Alesa, it's time to work hard tonight to pull them all into your inner world."

As he spoke, York stretched out his right hand and stroked the top of Alesa's head, looking at her eyes narrowed into a crescent moon as if she was very happy, and smiled gently.

"Let your guards, Big Triangle Heads, ravage this damn filth."

"Uh-huh!" Alaisa nodded.

Looking at Aretha, Yorkes was also relieved.

It is precisely because of Alaisa that the success rate of random tasks can be greatly improved, and he can find targeted methods, which makes him a lot easier.

If he was the only one who came in this time, he really had no clue how to complete this random task, and why

Because the human beings of this world do not know the existence of dirty things, that is to say, if he wants to complete a random task and slaughter these dirty things in wolf clothing, in the eyes of the humans of this world, he is committing a crime, a heinous and murderous murderer.

Forget about this, the more troublesome thing is that the number of dirty things in this world is more than the number of human beings, and the upper echelons are all dirty things, which means that they can control the social opinion of this world, weapons, and all the sources of human beings who can know the truth.

To the point where black is white and white is black, directly leading humanity to stand on their opposite.

So if you want to complete random tasks, you will undoubtedly fight against this world.

In addition, because humans and dirty things live together, he is in the way when he moves.

There is no possibility of carrying out a large-scale clean-up, and he is afraid of implicating innocent human beings, unless he is a ruthless person, but he knows that he is not.

Then there's only one way left, and that's to sneak up one after another, but that's not quite the case.

It's like letting a person slaughter thousands of chickens, and it will take a long time to slaughter them, let him slaughter tens of thousands, how long will it take to kill hundreds of millions of dirty things, maybe decades have passed, and he hasn't finished slaughtering them.

He didn't think about humans at all, and his own kind would become his biggest obstacle at this moment.

"If only it were all dirty." York sighed inwardly.

"Otherwise, it wouldn't be as troublesome as it is now."

Thinking of this, York looked at Aresha who was squinting and smiling, and was really glad to have brought in Aresha's helper.

It was because of Alesa's presence that he could think of a good way to be targeted, to complete random tasks perfectly without harming humans.

(End of chapter)