Chapter 563: Mental barrier

[My name is Bux. 】
Yu Chi's spirit is connected with the projection of the strange literati on the different babies, using the technology of the spiritual barrier, the name "Bux" naturally emerges. It's like reading a diary, and it's like writing this diary.
The foreign text appears scattered in the diary.
Some are line-by-line and can be read coherently; some are just broken words, strange and weird, making it difficult to know their meaning.
Yu Chi gathered his spirit on those coherent sentences, and the illusion was shaking in front of his eyes, as if something had happened in another world, another time and space.
[Even Dr. Kalop said that I should die as soon as I was born. 】
The more the illusion surged, the more anxiety became worse. Yu Chi let himself do his best to calm down and get in touch with the dark power.
The mental barrier is an ego and needs to be constructed by itself. Now maybe Bux is the prototype, or that is the original story:
I am a deformed child, born with no ribs, all internal organs are weakly crowded together ... No matter which Kalop doctor sees me, I will shake my head, all the medicine they have mastered shows that I should die . But I survived, not a day, nor a year old, I lived long enough ...
My parents wanted me to die when I was born, but they were afraid that they would blaspheme the gods-their goddess of life.
All life has value, all life is a precious gift from the goddess of life ...
Therefore, even the most deformed and abominable life, the life born of sin, should be cherished. No abortion, no infanticide.
Abandon the life that God gave you, and you will be abandoned by God ...
Fear of gods and blind faith imprisoned and driven them ... the more they were afraid of offending gods, the more cautious they took care of me ... spending huge sums of money, installing external mechanical ribs ... is this love? People say that love is conditional, a beautiful woman will not love a freak ... If love has so many conditions, is that still the so-called love, or a gorgeous disguise of other things ...
These problems, too many problems, have always haunted me.
【who am I? If I am not sick, who am I? 】
A chaotic tumbling in Yu Chi's mind, as if it could not be restrained, would be swallowed by the barrier that had not been built yet.
This stranger projection is distorting his mind ...
Yu Chi opened his eyes to see others standing in front of different incubators. Obviously, it was not very smooth. Lou Xiaoning's brows were wrinkling, and Uncle Egg's face also became a little strange ... The stranger's projection competed, and no one stopped the action.
And the pillar of mind is a powerful support for everyone.
While building a barrier, Yu Chi maintained a self-conscious mind while building a mental pillar based on his love for archaeology.
Magnificent tombs, magnificent cultural relics, mysterious symbols and graphics ...
These passions and pursuits stabilized Yu Chi. Deep in his heart, he still knew clearly who was Yu Chi, who was Wang Haifeng, and who was Bux.
But it also made the connection between him and the Bux projection shake, and the picture of the illusion flickered, the face of the deformed person who hanged a corpse of Dr. Kalop on the broken clock tower, hidden in the shadows. Next, getting more and more blurred ...
Yu Chi gritted his teeth and once again gathered his spirit towards that sentence:
【who am I? If I am not sick, who am I? 】
Bux?
When I was a child, I always wondered why it was me. If I was n’t born with a complete lack of ribs, if I was born healthy, I could run like everyone else, I could confess to my favorite girl, I could have a different life ...
But ... thinking of this kind of person, it ’s me, it ’s my freak Bux ...
If Bux was born healthy, I would not exist, never existed ...
The healthy Booker may be full of charm, disdainful, or ordinary ...
But in his mind, he doesn't have the emotions I have ... he doesn't have my experience, he doesn't understand me. Perhaps he will also treat people like me contemptuously, feeling that such people are pitiful, without threats, no need to guard against, powerless to fight back, never come forward, weak ...
So, am I still Bux? Is Bux still me?
No, I understand that no ... congenital lack of full ribs makes me exist. Otherwise, there is no me. If I was born healthy, I would not value my own health. If I did not pay for the pain, I would not manage to get rid of the pain.
get rid of? Healthy people should hate the pain of disease, but should I, I am nourished by such pain ...
Illness is my creator.
At this moment, Yu Chi could hardly hold back the tumbling dark power, and his forehead was cold and sweaty.
If this layer of spiritual barriers condenses a little bit in his mind, every bit is a bit of pain, but it is these that constitute this ego, which constitutes Bux, and may also constitute Lin Jing, and other negative select……
Sentences composed of exotic texts have emerged more, with more unknown meaning, like the dull thunder that sounded in the dark night sky.
[What has humans cured? 】
[Disease, is n’t it a sense of alienation in some way ...]
[Disease, is it easy to separate people, we, you, us, you ...
[A plague can expose people who pretend to love food. 】
[Why am I sick like this? 】
[Happy here, sad there. 】
【No solution. 】
[They fear us, they despise us, they hate us, they want us to disappear. They, us. 】
[Twelve pairs of ribs were born as diseases. Born with bone, it is healthy. 】
[Let the world return to its original face. They hate me, I hate hypocrisy. 】
[Dr. Kalop, what have you cured? 】
[I have noticed you. 】
[Now you are a negative choice, just like us. You are born of pain, you feed on misery. This taste will change you, and you will no longer be your former. In your mind, you see yourself and others. They are all corpses. The stink is obvious. 】
[Hello, Yu Chi. My name is Bux Langton, welcome to join the negative choice life meeting. 】
Several mental pillars were suddenly shaking violently, and Yu Chi burst into pain with his right hand.
His right hand was trembling, and he felt his fingers were all tied together, unable to stretch out, and deformed ...
He also feels that there is something in his mind, tumbling, torn, broken ...
"Captain Yu !?" Deng Ximei hurried up, Wu Shiyu made the gesture of making the old seal, and even Tongye and others who were separated by the surveillance camera seemed to feel a chill. The little baby, Xiao Haifeng, in the incubator burst into tears.
"I, I ... It's okay ..." Yu Chi said hoarsely, although the mental pillar was impacted with some slight cracks, but it could still stand for the time being.
And there is a layer of psychic barrier, which is built up ...
Those foreign sentences were carved into his mind like inscriptions, but he didn't know all the meaning yet.
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