Chapter 264 Interpretation of Dreams

"Another self..."

Annan smiled lightly: "It's talking about you."

"How do you know this mission isn't talking about you?"

Hei Annan sneered.

The girl with long straight hair crossed her arms and looked at Annan with a playful smile: "Maybe...you are the one who is redundant?"

"No one is superfluous."

Annan said softly: "We need each other and prove each other."

"It sounds nice."

Hei Annan sighed, feeling uninterested: "But in the end, it's just pity.

"Hospice care, isn't it? Or mourning with flowers and wine?"

"What you said...is too sad."

Annan smiled lightly: "It's as if I came here specially to visit your grave."

"Is it not?"

the girl asked back.

Annan showed a sassy smile: "Of course!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Hei Annan: "I took you out of here—that's the right way to say it."

"……Ah."

The girl was silent for a long time, then sighed: "As expected of me.

"Need help, another me?"

"please help me!"

Annan immediately called out unceremoniously.

"...You are so impolite. Do I have to say 'Come this way, please'?"

"It's called self-reliance. You should praise me for self-reliance."

"This face is worthy of me."

The corner of Hei Annan's mouth rose slightly: "This sense of peace...is so nostalgic. It would be great if I could meet you sooner."

"It's very blue..."

Annan smiled and waved his hands: "Only if one of you and I dies, can we meet here, can't we?"

"Then I'd rather die than me."

Hei Annan said coldly: "After all, there are people who miss you...but no one misses me.

"For anyone, you are an upgraded version of me...you can say it is Annan PLUS, or mega Annan. It's like after the new model, the only thing that can be praised for the old product is 'cost performance'.

"This is like evaluating a dish as 'fresh ingredients' or an actor as 'good at reciting lines'. It is a comment that is used only if there is really no praise."

"Of course not."

Annan retorted without hesitation: "Until now, people have always remembered you."

"A man from the Hand of Winter?"

However, the highly synchronized thinking between them allowed Hei Annan to guess the truth immediately.

She sneered, opened the refrigerator behind her, took out two cans of iced Coke, and threw one to Annan: "I think you must miss it very much."

"How can that be summed up by the word special!"

Annan held the iced Coke just right in surprise: "Iced bubble fruit tea,

After all, it is not happy water..."

"But no matter how much you miss it, it's still fake."

Hei Annan laughed and said, "Just like me."

As she spoke, she drank the can of iced Coke in one gulp.

Afterwards, she threw the empty coke can casually, and it dissipated into the void by itself.

Annan just chuckled: "I care so much about [true and fake]...it's not like me. Or, are you reminding me of something?"

Looking at Hei Annan, Annan who was sitting in a wheelchair said quietly:

"—Is this a hint of the second round of missions? Or some kind of test?

"[Find the only dead person], and [Find the real world line]..."

"How much did you untie?"

Hei Annan asked suddenly.

Annan casually replied, "Sixty to seventy percent."

"That's a little weak."

"I'm just being humble, can't you see that?"

Annan replied dissatisfied.

He quickly became serious, and said seriously: "The situation is actually very simple.

"If we regard the world we were in before as the first floor, it is like being buried deep in the seabed...then escaping from here is the second floor.

"That's the [person in the sea of ​​flames] that appeared when my nightmare first started.

"He was drugged. Although he was gradually sober, he was still unable to move his body... and was finally attacked by an unknown person.

"And when he was dying, maybe it was because of fear, or the medicine he swallowed. He had hallucinations, so it produced the nightmare we experienced on the first floor.

"So, he was the only one who died."

Annan affirmed.

The girl asked, "Then, who is he?"

"This question is also very simple."

Annan smiled: "In this nightmare on the first floor, except for us...other people actually have certain characteristics."

"Afraid of tomorrow's arrival?"

"Not only that. To be precise, they should not appear in this village. No matter what kind of old woman is dying but not dead, wage earners who have fled for a month and have not been fired, no one to take care of them, not even a husband The overweight pregnant woman, the farmer who manages the endless wheat fields by himself...

"Everyone's 'personal design' looks extraordinarily unreal. It can even be called weird. The reason for this is very simple... because they are not real people in the first place.

"They are all projections of someone's hidden fears."

Annan replied calmly.

For pregnant women, obesity is inherently very dangerous.

And according to other people's memories...and their "diaries" written on paper, the village "had only ten people from the very beginning".

"Since she doesn't have a husband, she doesn't even have a caretaker, and no one else has such a close relationship with her, how did she get pregnant out of thin air?"

Annan asked rhetorically, "Is it impossible to be conceived by the Holy Spirit?

"Even if you are conceived by the holy spirit, you, a beautiful girl with black silk, are obviously more suitable to be a saint than the pregnant woman who weighs more than three hundred pounds..."

Annan was only halfway through when he was interrupted by an iced cola thrown by Black Annan.

He smiled, and casually opened the Coke can in his hand, allowing the Coke can to pour out the Coke foam onto his hand and spilled on the wheelchair along his arm.

He gave the answer directly: "Therefore, 'Ms.' is not real. What she represents is not the fear of pregnant women, but the fear of newborn babies."

"Continuing to think about it from this angle, what the word 'old woman' refers to... can only be a rich boss.

"Her body is so poor that she seems to die at any moment, which actually implies the fear of 'even if you have money, you can't buy health.' But in turn, this means that the owner of the nightmare does not have money.

"He can't imagine how the factory owner makes money, and he doesn't know how the factory works. A person can't dream of something he has never seen and doesn't know... That's why there are such factory owners chasing The only episode where the employee was lost for a month.

"At the same time, his health may not be very good. So much so that he suspects that 'even if he earns money, he may not be able to heal his body'.

"The fear of tomorrow's surgery day means that he probably lost someone important on the operating table..."

When Annan said this, he paused slightly.

"Except you, except him. There are only six people left here... I have already finished one-third of the answer to the mystery, do I need to continue?"

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