Chapter 192 Cognitive Filtering

...something is not quite right.

Annan frowned.

If only Annan has no shadow...he can also be understood as "he is dead" or "he is using the body of a vampire".

But there is no shadow in the whole room.

Not only that, Annan didn't even see the mirror.

Fortunately, there is liquid in the room...

Annan found a glass and poured a glass of wine into it.

He brought the glass of wine to the front of the TV, trying to see the reflection in the glass by the light.

This time, Annan saw himself and the TV.

Annan is still using his own body, but his age looks more mature, he looks like he is in his twenties.

Long silver hair shawls, ice blue pupils like jewels. His face faded from childishness and became extremely handsome.

His skin was pale enough to be bloodless, but it didn't give people an unhealthy feeling. Because there are no blue blood vessels seeping out from under the skin, but pure white like suet jade.

Annan took off his shirt, and his chest, which was only wearing a vest, was no longer thin and slender, but had muscles visible to the naked eye.

But it's not the mass of muscle massed together like a bodybuilder's, but a more streamlined aesthetic type—reminiscent of a swimmer, or a marble statue sculpted by Michelangelo.

The point of it is to be flawless...that is to say, the muscles are well-proportioned and beautiful, neither prominent nor lacking.

Annan was a little surprised to find out.

...When I grow up, I actually look a bit like Sephiroth?

"Not good, this dress."

Annan complained: "Am I going to be a memory too..."

But he felt a little relieved.

In other words, the rules of specular reflection still apply in this world.

So strange is this red moon.

The light projected by this red moon cannot satisfy the thirsty light demanded by the curse on Annan's shoulder. There is also no way to cast a shadow in the room... as if it doesn't exist, it's just Annan's illusion—or in other words, it's like a "filter".

At this time, the long cutscenes on the TV finally ended, and sound and pictures appeared.

Annan immediately turned his attention to——

"……what?"

He froze for a moment.

Because it was Isaac who came out of that shot.

He was wearing a black double-breasted long windbreaker similar to a military uniform, with a pistol and a short knife on his waist, and he stepped on heavy boots and hurriedly walked among the people coming and going.

He frowned, and subconsciously put his right hand in his pocket. And the thumb of the left hand continuously taps from the index finger to the little finger, tapping the fingertips at a standard frequency of once per second, like a cold machine.

Seeing this scene, Annan was immediately convinced that this was indeed Isaac who entered the nightmare with him.

Whenever Isaac is nervous or lost in thought, there will be such small movements.

This is actually a timing habit. After all, many spells that transform wizards are related to time-maybe after three seconds, this spell will bring this effect; but if it is delayed for another three seconds, the same spell The resulting transformation is completely different.

The appearance of this habit means that he is indeed Isaac.

...but the timeline between them seems to be different?

Isaac seems to have adjusted to life on his side.

"--Snapped."

As one of Isaac's boots stepped into the mud puddle, the dim yellow sky was crushed together.

The world over there seems to be full of dim yellow.

The dim yellow sky seemed to be filled with sandstorms all the time.

Dust was flying all over the sky in the hurricane, but the strange thing is... Isaac's pure white hair was not stained by the dust.

"...Is it the same as the red moon on my side?"

Annan pondered.

The world always feels a little weird...

Shouldn't this be the world of "Ode to the Sky Car"?

But Annan didn't see anything related to the Skytrain at all.

And it always feels like the world is falling apart...

"—Captain! The bugs are coming!"

A boy's voice suddenly sounded from outside the screen.

Annan saw that a young soldier with a rifle hurried up to Isaac and saluted him: "We have finished forming! Three hundred and twenty-eight people, all of them are here, and there is not a single deserter!"

"Then attack!"

Isaac waved his hand: "Keep those bugs out of the town and don't let them in!"

His voice is calm and confident.

As if listening to his command, you can be invincible.

Listen to Isaac's voice.

The young soldier shouted "Yes" excitedly!

With the young soldier disappearing at the end of the screen.

The camera gradually turned to the past.

——Then Annan saw that a troop with only more than 300 people, and more than half of them were young soldiers, gradually rushed out from Isaac.

Nearly three-fifths of them are teenagers and girls, and the rest are old people or women. Except for Isaac, there was no adult male in sight.

They looked shabby in their clothes. They were either stained with blood or had holes in them, but their morale seemed extremely fierce and they were full of fighting spirit.

This was actually a group of veterans.

And Isaac, who was at the back of the team, also pulled out the dagger at his waist with his backhand when he left the town. He skillfully swiped the saber, and slashed towards the ground behind him.

chirping——

It was obviously not long enough, but the dagger made the sound of colliding with the ground.

With a trace engraved on the ground.

A transparent and invisible force field wall with a height of about three meters rises up from the ground—shimmering with azure light, it extends rapidly to the left and right, and it has already exceeded two kilometers in the blink of an eye.

The people behind him were easily protected by Isaac.

"……Ok?"

But Annan suddenly saw a strange scene.

He heard "bugs", so he expected the incoming enemies to be Zerg.

However, the ones coming from afar are clearly human beings.

That was also a wave full of "old, weak, sick and disabled" teams, and there were no adult males either. The number is more than three times that of this side. What's worse than here is that they don't even have guns and weapons and can only use melee weapons.

And the specifications of these weapons seem to be for adults. It's just dilapidated, as if it's just been through a terrible battle.

But when the two sides fought, they didn't hesitate at all.

The gun rang, and the knife was drawn.

The moment they met the enemy, the two sides launched an extremely tragic fight.

But in the face of the tragedy of "similar" being killed, no one wavered. There is only disgust, fear and hatred in their eyes, but there is no compassion.

——As if the other party in their eyes is really just a bug. The most bizarre thing is that when they approached the enemy at close range, no one attacked the friendly army at all.

Even Isaac didn't notice anything wrong.

as if...

The "enemy" in their eyes is really a group of bugs.

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