Latent Syndrome

Chapter 513 512 Syndrome

Chapter 513 512. Syndrome

The mangy head broke out in a cold sweat, and screams came from two floors below from time to time. He opened the curtains and closed the windows and then the sound stopped, in order to calm himself down.

Anonymous stared at this strange thing that could not be destroyed by power, and fell into deep thought.

"Obviously."

“Truth is something beyond three.”

"It's the opposite."

"This thing is beyond three."

"But since you can describe it, it is logical."

"But due to insufficient computing power, it cannot be interpreted."

"As long as you have enough computing power and analyze all knowledge types, can you get the truth?"

Anonymous only felt a huge headache.

"Not really."

"The reason is beyond three."

"When you analyze, the knowledge you gain will also produce knowledge."

"The truth is invisible."

“All you get is fallacy.”

“Falsehood is also invisible.”

“Because you can’t use truth as a reference, you can’t know what a fallacy is.”

"Hold."

"Welcome to the Deep."

"It's just all fucking crazy people, all covered in confusion."

"Everyone is eager to find their own essence, but they don't know why they are looking for it or what they will do after they find it. It's so damn sad."

The man continued to suck the powder made by crushing his conscious soul to calm his mind.

“The fallacy is invisible?”

"Then how can this thing materialize?"

The more Lezitou said, the anonymous person also developed some fear towards the aggregation of Hei Buliuqiu.

"How the hell do I know?"

"That's probably true."

"You know there are some people who have unparalleled wisdom and can break through the shackles of three, but they die violently because of their great power. What they leave behind, the wisdom of the master, the knowledge of the madman, whatever is good."

"I understand!"

"Is such that!"

"That's it!"

"These damn perverts and lunatics, every time one of them comes into contact with the truth for a short time, based on this, fallacies will inevitably be born."

"It's the end of the world, man."

"The Deep Realm is almost over."

"There's a party downstairs. Come and have fun and then die. I'm hosting it. It's free."

"Hold."

"These successive psychopaths have filled everything with falsehoods over the eternal years. This may be the cause of the outbreak of strange disasters."

"The invisible truth itself."

"By these fallacies."

"Primal Chaos is about to complete itself."

"All the madmen who have killed a thousand swords are activated..."

"Abyss of Stars."

"Everyone needs to fucking die!"

"Holy shit, man, it's over."

"destiny……"

"Destiny connects us all."

"It's like a collective unconsciousness syndrome."

“All in one heinous spiral of misery.”

"Keep sucking everyone in."

"This is an absolutely irresistible fate."

"This worst nightmare, disease, terminal illness."

"It's like..."

"It's just like……"

Suddenly the leper's head got stuck.

"Like an abyss."

"Hidden Abyss Syndrome Group."

Anonymous added erratically.

at this time.

That strange sword, with its hundreds of squirming lips, actually spoke.

Speaking in unison, majestic, weak, charming, cold, immature, mature, different voices.

Happy or desperate, angry or howling.

But they are all repeating the same sentence.

"Sir."

"Everything is under control."

"Sir."

…

Half an hour later.

Anonymous and Jinjia were wandering aimlessly on the streets of the Wrecked City. It was still a while before the game started, and they had plenty of time to fool around.

After leaving Le Zitou, Anonymous put the "fallacy" in the corner of his personal space.

Jinjia saw that he was restless and completely distracted, so he was relieved.

"Actually, don't worry about it."

"That guy has always been a nervous wreck."

"Soul-eater, you know it."

"He's not in his right mind, and he's just talking crazy things."

"What's more, in this wilderness, imprisonment makes it even worse."

"He used to be a librarian before coming to the wasteland."

"Also a fan of fantasy."

"If the BUFF stack is full, it belongs."

"Don't worry about it at all."

"The time that exists in the Deep Realm can no longer be described with numbers. It is conceptual and eternal."

"Eternity is indelible."

"No need to worry at all."

Jinjia explained that there are probably three types of people who are the craziest in the deep world. One is the soul-eating devil, because it is normal to become insane after swallowing the conscious soul for a long time, and the other is the librarian. This kind of position is safe. They are very sexual and can often stay in bed for a long time. There are also a lot of idle books written by unknown people to read, and they are often very perverted. As for the last kind of fantasy, not to mention it, it is the damage to the senses caused by the eight classics, which leads to confusion in judgment and cognition. .

That leper has all three buffs stacked up, so it is unlikely that he will say anything wise.

"Eternal..."

"That is infinite."

"In order to reach this moment, we must go through an infinite wait."

"But infinite waiting is impossible."

"It's knowledge and it's logic."

"Is it also a fallacy?"

It was difficult for Anonymous to explain his current mood. He was extremely eager to find Selene, but the communication device here failed and he could only wait until the end of Fury Road.

I spent tens of thousands of dollars on it.

Bought a fucking doomsday prophecy.

So fucked.

"It's like a factory."

"Same as a factory."

Anonymous suddenly started talking nonsense.

"Feel sorry?"

Jinjia was speechless.

“Everyone is keeping the machine running.”

"But what exactly does the machine produce?"

"we do not know."

"It has nothing to do with us."