12 Chapter XII
What exactly is the cause of human character, Nishinomiya Yueyu thought about this question a long time ago.
What is the growing environment? Born with genes? Or is it some kind of mysterious and mysterious soul?
After having a few vests to control, he finally understood something.
Vest - it is a product of the system out of thin air, like a living creature, but not alive. Such a body has all the normal physiological structure, and it also has subtle differences just like real people.
The first vest, Nishinomiya Tsurukage's body is too similar to him, except for being healthier and more flexible, he almost can't feel the difference, and it doesn't seem difficult to play the character of his brother. At that time, he felt that controlling different vests must have a good understanding of different personalities, so he worked extremely hard to learn psychology and philosophy, and even went to study abroad for a few years.
This perception of the role continued until he had a second full-fledged human vest.
Ryo Hazawa.
His energy balance is not very large, and something went wrong after adding all his talent to strength.
"System, I feel so weird." He looked at himself in the mirror, a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old man, with a very beautiful skin, and anyone who saw it had to praise his health. The strange feeling dissipated, and he smiled relaxedly, "No matter, this vest is very successful, just use it." ”
He continued to laugh, and laughed quite merrily.
[Yueyue, can you stop laughing......]
"Why?" He could barely hold the corners of his lips.
[It's so crazy. 】
"Red lips and white teeth."
[Bloody mouth. 】
"I feel good."
[No......] The system insisted on its own opinion, [Don't laugh, don't laugh so cheerfully, Yueyue, you look like you're going to swallow two children alive now.] 】
"Okay." So he controlled himself not to make any expressions.
[It's over.] The system was shocked and muttered, "Looks like you're about to chop someone.] Oh my God, destroy this vest, it's not normal. 】
Nishinomiya Yueyu couldn't feel his abnormality at all, he looked at his fingers, the threads on the fingertips were spinning, the hour hand on the wall was turning crookedly, the minute hand was twisted into the shape of a snake, everything in the mirror was melting, but his reflection was so clear.
He walked to the window again.
He's on the second floor. Outside, the sky is blue and the clouds are busy, and it is just the time for the lunch break, and the streets of Tokyo are full of excitement. He saw countless ants in the anthill, one after another moving through in an orderly manner, busy and crowded.
A white-collar worker in full makeup somehow stood downstairs under him, holding a cell phone, her pursed lips and furrowed brows revealing some ominous information. She began to cry, tearing her heart out.
But Xigong Yueyu didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all, and even felt quite happy.
- Is there any difference between crying and laughing?
You're broken. 】
"I didn't."
"I feel good, I've never been that good."
Saigao, you're an iron duck -
……
An hour later.
Nishinomiya Yueyu, who returned to the consciousness of the subject, looked at the normal mirror, the normal clock, and the normal street, and fell into deep thought, facing the wall.
"It's really broken."
……
The blonde cat was not only black when cut, but also twisted and turned into a plate of mosquito coils that could not be separated.
The system is better, it will not be affected by the abnormality of the vest's body when it is acted, but Xigong Yueyu is a human being, a normal person, and his mind will still feel joy, anger, sorrow and joy because of the hormones secreted in the body.
He went to the hospital after getting a fake identity, and sure enough, he found out a long list of mental illnesses that he couldn't name, and the doctor pulled him for a long time, and he only understood one sentence:
He had abnormalities in the production of two hormones in his brain.
The bad news is that the current scientific research still can't figure out this disease, and the good news is that this disease can be named after him - Xigong Yueyu, oh no, Liang Yuze heard the news and immediately felt happier.
How nice.
Named after the romanization of his name.
That's a beautiful thing.
He was overjoyed—
The consciousness was also silent when it returned to the subject.
Every time Nishinomiya Yueyu uses this vest, she will be inexplicably affected by a happy emotion, and every time she feels that the world is so "beautiful", she should eat three bowls of rice with fish floss, and then go to the street to catch a few people to watch the explosion together.
In order not to go completely crazy, he had to be supervised by the system, forcing himself to lie down and be a good person, learn as much as possible the normal human way of smiling, and put it badly if it was a big deal.
and in the right place, in the right place, in the right place...... Vent some emotions.
"I've written so well this time, what do you think?" Liang Yuze looked at the editor-in-charge of the club and smiled standardly.
"Yes, yes, yes!" The other party was shocked, "It's really well written!" Let's publish this in the evening newspaper the day after tomorrow! ”
"That's good."
He's really confident.
……
Above: I'm so good, I'm awesome, I'm so happy.
Lower number: ........................ NO.
Since having the vest of Liang Yuze, Xigong Yueyu has lost some interest in playing the personality. Later, when using different vests, he will also be affected by the state of the vest itself, and even become completely different from himself.
He still wants to be a normal person more or less, and he doesn't want to twist it.
I don't want to be stupid either.
For example, he raised a litter of small animal vests to make "eyes" and "hands", most of which are ordinary, and it is easy for the system to hang up. But small animals are small animals after all, and most creatures have underdeveloped brains, even if they have their consciousness accessed, their thinking is still silly and silly.
It's about a long coiled white strip that has recently been lying on the river beach basking in the sun.
I don't want this vest Xigong Yueyu, it's too ...... It's too sluggish.
Sometimes some less important vest he would take and sell it - arrange for a natural or accidental death, and end his life as a shell peacefully and painlessly - and he could not accept that he would eat himself.
But there are some vests that are not very good at death. This white strip is. It had grown to a large size, its snow-white scales reflecting a strange soft sheen in the sunlight, and the pieces were tightly locked, and its light blue vertical pupils stared at the dew drops on the blades of grass, motionless for a few seconds, and then at another dew drop that had not evaporated.
It's really ...... It's so alive.
Eat a meal, sleep a little, eat enough to gain weight, hang up for a few months and have another meal, you don't need to spend his energy at all, just go to dry the meal on the system.
Xigong Yueyu took this little guy as a mascot and kept it casually not far from him, just begging not to be taken away and locked up by the Animal Protection Association. After all, a beautiful white snake is too conspicuous.
Today, he rarely boarded the snake serpent, planning to swim along the water system of Yokohama to see if there was any special discovery, who knew that not long after the number was called, the doorbell rang.
- It's Nakaya Nakahara.
Xigong Yueyu, who was affected by the stupid snake and was a little sluggish, got up and walked slowly to the door, almost walking in an "S" shape halfway.
"Nakaya." I don't know when, he can already call out the other party's name very affectionately, "Is there something wrong?" Job? ”
…… Nakahara also wears private clothes.
"I'll give you back the handkerchief." He stood at the door, a little embarrassed, and said, "I owe you a personal favor, why don't you have a meal." ”
Well? Nishinomiya Yueyu thought dizzily that it wasn't Osamu Dazai who owed him a favor? Where did the favor come from in the Central Plains? But as soon as dry rice is mentioned, a certain desire to be taken over by snakes and snakes on the high ground of IQ emerges. He quickly responded: "Okay, wait for me to change my clothes." ”
……
"You don't look like you're in good shape." The two discussed for a while before deciding on the restaurant, and Zhongyuan Zhong also originally wanted to drive his own motorcycle, but considering that Xigong Yueyu's small body was not suitable for blowing, he only asked his subordinates to pick a car to pick up and pick up.
"Maybe it's because I haven't had time to eat yet." Xigong Yueyu replied casually, "Some hypoglycemia." ”
"Oh......" Nakahara also silently asked his subordinates to drive the car faster.
……
The stupid snake slipped into the water, and when it looked at the grass on the shore, it always felt that something had been forgotten to take with him.
What is it......
Yes.
Come to think of it!
It's the brain that didn't take away!
But it doesn't seem to have a brain.
When I was a child, I was chased and hammered with a wooden stick on the grass, and when I grew up, I looked at the land on the shore and finally understood one thing:
Cleverness is a coastline, it's on this side, and the brain is on the other. *concentrate
……
"Do you really want this?"
Today is to invite Xigong Yueyu to dinner, so Zhongyuan Zhong also handed over the menu and handed it over to the other party.
Yet ten minutes later.
He looked at the dishes that Xigong Yueyu had ordered indiscriminately and fell into deep thought.
"Hmm...... That's all. The other party nodded calmly, "It looks quite appetizing." ”
Nakahara Nakaya: ......
He couldn't see it, he couldn't see it at all, Xigong Yueyu was actually a person with such a strange taste.
Twenty minutes later.
In a Chinese restaurant in Yokohama.
A dish of pink strawberry mapo tofu was served.
Nishinomiya Yueyu: ......
……
The snake that was occupied by the spiritual heights of pink strawberry mapo tofu swam past the Tsurumi River and suddenly raised its head.
It saw a familiar figure in the distance—Osamu Dazai.
The snake stopped.
It had an inexplicable ominous premonition, and was a little afraid that Osamu Dazai would dive into the water again like before. There is an undercurrent in the Tsurumi River, which can drown people.
There seems to be another person?
The snake swam very fast, and it flowed over, raising its white diamond-shaped head to observe the ruined bridge where Osamu Dazai was. The bridge is a few years old, and the load-bearing pillars at the bottom have been corroded by water, and are covered with moss and algae, making it very unstable. Since a wider and better bridge was built in another place, no one has passed through this place.
Osamu Dazai was standing on the bridge, and across from him was a man who had never seen a snake snake and was dressed more. The man also wears a plush shawl and a plush hat this season, especially like a polar bear that has just crawled out of hibernation.
They stood opposite each other, separated by some distance from each other.
Know?
……
Xigong Yueyu solved the sins she created by herself.
He scooped up a spoonful of strawberry mapo tofu and put it in his mouth in the eyes of Zhongyuan Zhongya's care.
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The ontology has also lost its brain .jpg
……
The snake continued to pay attention to the two men on the bridge.
Its hearing is not good, and it is vague when it gets closer, and all it can hear is that Osamu Dazai seems to be sneering.
The two men approached.
Passing by, it seems to be a whisper.
The snake threw its head higher, trying to see more clearly.
A big chunk of stuff fell on it!
Snake snake frightened!
Oh no! Zai Niangniang pushed someone she didn't know into the water!
Although the snake eats and waits for death for many years, its racial talent is that it can grow a lot of muscles. It thought for a few seconds with its not-so-good mind, but chose to swim over to save the man who had been pushed down.
Heavy white clothes will weigh countless times when they get wet.
The snake wrapped its tail around the man and swam to shore with all his might. It had been trying hard to compete with the Grim Reaper, but it still felt like it had taken too long.
Shore.
It let go of the entanglement and poked its little head over to make sure that the person was not hypothermic by the river and that he was still breathing.
It's just a stupid little snake snake that can't do artificial respiration or first aid, and can only check back and forth on the person's condition.
Fortunately, a few minutes passed, and the person finally had the premonition of waking up.
He coughed and spat out a little water.
……
Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky opened his eyes.
The white diamond-shaped head lay in front of him, and the huge white body hovered around him, the watery scales scattered colorful white, and behind him was the golden sun.
A forked pink tip touched the tip of his nose.
Sizzle.
Then the light of heaven reappeared, and the angels sang their praises again.
- Amen.
He, close your eyes!