All human happiness comes from all the desires in this stinky skin, and all human suffering comes from all the limitations in this stinky skin.

The greed in human nature makes people naturally want to be free from suffering and enjoy the best things in the world forever, not limited by the fragility of the mortal womb of the body, not limited by the short life.

If you cannot attain great detachment from this body, then you can only sink forever on this body.

Limited to seven emotions and six desires, suffering from love, hatred, greed, and hatred.

At this moment, Bai Ning is suffering from such pain.

Through the torture of the five senses of the body, it gradually spreads to the established emotional feedback, and gradually radiates to other emotional categories through the previous suspicion of other people.

This is the ultimate torture from the outside in, and it is also the last straw that is about to crush Bai Ning.

Bai Ning's consciousness was like a cold bystander, coldly watching his body gradually decay and collapse, towards the final moment of silence.

A very strange perception, as if in the process of torture just now, Bai Ning's consciousness was once again detached from his body and stood in a special space.

At this time, Bai Ning's body is the body, and the consciousness is the consciousness, and the two are distinct.

It resembles a state of inward-looking, but it is somewhat unusual, the wholeness of the body is too obvious, as if looking at a completely strange individual.

Is it because this special fantasy space has a mechanism similar to that in the carriage, which can trap Bai Ning's consciousness in a special space?

As soon as he thought of this, Bai Ning suddenly realized that if that carriage existed behind this illusion space, then now it could affect Bai Ning, which also showed that the distance between the two was extremely short.

With such a short distance, a few brisk sprints can be passed in a flash.

However, such a short distance was like an endless cage, trapping Bai Ning in place, making him unable to move.

This fantasy is small, but it is like an eternal singularity that is slowly swallowing everything in it.

Are you going to be trapped in place like this forever?

The shock and ruthlessness at the level of consciousness made Bai Ning feel like he had returned to his body, as if Bai Ning had recovered from a special state of inner vision.

The torment that remained on the five senses was surging like a tide, and the pain that was difficult to be carried by the nervous system was forcing Bai Ning's nervous system to shut down.

This is a mechanism for the body to fall into self-protection, and it is an emergency mechanism to resist intense pain through coma.

No one knew what the consequences of being comatose in this special illusion space were, and Bai Ning didn't want to easily try the unfavorable situation of this kind of coma.

Fight hard, grit your teeth and persevere, and do your best to fight this round of pain and despair like a monstrous flood.

However, all the persistence seems to be fueling this extreme pain, and the more you endure it, the higher the level of pain will be.

The strength of not speaking of any reason, and the evil that is completely contrary to basic common sense.

It seems that the more forbearance and persistence you have, the only result you get is more extreme pain.

There is no bitterness, only the ultimate sinking.

All the positive feedback was silently guiding Bai Ning, making him give up more quickly and completely, and then sink forever in this fantasy space.

Taming, whether for humans or animals, using punishment or rewarding outcomes as an inducement, is the basic process of taming.

At this time, Bai Ning was domesticated by this extreme pain, and was slowly moving closer to the direction expected by the illusion space.

Pain is infinite, but human endurance is limited.

In this kind of cruel competition without a time limit, people will be the defeated side after all.

Based on such biological common sense, Bai Ning should not compete with the current fantasy space and wrestle with each other.

Manpower, after all, can't compare to the power of machinery.

Whether it is strength, speed, endurance, auditory perception, tactile perception, all human functions are limited to a very small range.

Through machinery, all of these indicators can be easily surpassed, which is the limit and limitation of the mortal womb of the flesh.

Human willpower is not as strong as expected, and the malice, oppression and temptation of this world far exceed the limits of human imagination.

In the face of this kind of powerful pressure imposed on him, this kind of top-level torture, everything, is constantly warning Bai Ning that losing is inevitable.

There is no point in resisting, lying flat is the most correct choice.

Is there really any essential difference between the quiet silence and the painful silence?

What Bai Ning is currently resisting is a locomotive that cannot be resisted by manpower, and now that the locomotive has just started, Bai Ning is completely unable to parry, let alone the mechanical power in its heyday.

What he did before was nothing more than self-inflicted humiliation like a mantis arm as a car.

In this kind of infinite torture and speculation, Bai Ning seemed to feel that his tangram had bled out, and two lines of blood and tears slowly ran down his distorted cheeks, mocking Bai Ning's indiscretion.

Manpower is sometimes exhausted, and in order to fight against the world, machinery is something that comes into being to replace manpower.

Human power is no match for machinery, and this is a fact that has been predestined from the moment machines were invented.

There is no point in resisting.

The collapse of the body and the fatigue of consciousness are all sounding the horn of Bai Ning's final collapse.

The more powerless, the more angry.

Suddenly, Bai Ning's eyes widened angrily, and in the world full of bright red, he seemed to see a future that did not belong here at all.

Everything in front of him became clear, and all the haze and psychedelia seemed to be broken through in such a gaze.

This is a kind of transcendence, like an illusion, more like a kind of last effort before death.

Bai Ning's will is unyielding after all, but in the face of this absolute general trend, it can only burst out with a slightly tragic flashback.

Is it merely a final debunking based on one's own fantasies?

Perceiving the gradually blurred and distorted scene in front of him, Bai Ning wanted to stretch out his hands to grasp it, but he sensed that his arms seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

The body is still in a trapped state, what I just saw, is it really just an impotent fantasy?

Or maybe it's the highest form of torture, where the struggling sees a glimmer of hope, and then breaks that hope, leading them to despair in the end.

In this way, the cruelty of reality will make them completely abandon themselves and lose the basic motivation to get out of the predicament.

The torture was like a tide, and the offensive from the illusion space was almost endless, and Bai Ning was just like a stubborn stone in the middle of the great river and waves, and he was about to be completely annihilated.

While hesitating, the sense of firmness in Bai Ning's heart was unprecedentedly strong.

Hope is hope!

Since he has seen hope, then this ray of hope is the absolute breakthrough that tears this endless darkness, and it is also the only ending that is about to be reached!