I am the Lord God in the infinite world

Chapter 230 Copy 26

Sephiroth returned to the quiet home, and appeared at the door of the living room without a sound.

The audience who were lively discussing the tree monsters outside soon realized something was wrong.

"...what are those things that are placed on the table?"

"Food? How many of them seem to have eaten?"

"Compared with the food, isn't it a few of them that are more noteworthy? Why do they look weird?"

The three other than Sephiroth and An Jing really looked a little strange at this time.

They were too... silent.

When Sephiroth left, I remembered that the three of them had no intention of resting. They walked around the quiet house and were very concerned about the taboos mentioned by Jing Jing. They even put down their guard for the time being and discussed with each other. .

He even wanted to talk about it with Sephiroth, but Sephiroth didn't mean to join.

But when they came back at this time, these people all looked lifeless.

They were all sitting around a small table that had been added at some point in the living room.

The table seemed to be put together improvised, simple and dilapidated, and only played a certain role of support and placement.

The three of them just sat on one side, all with their heads down, no one spoke, and no one made unnecessary movements, they just sat like this.

There are many plates on the table, and there are scattered red fruits in the plates.

And in front of the three of them, there was also a plate with a few leftover fruit residues on the plate.

The audience in the live broadcast room stared at the fruits for a while, and doubtful bullet screens flew over one by one.

"I didn't say, these fruits look really strange, are they really ordinary fruits? Why don't I look like them?"

Sephiroth stared at the three people for a while, walked over, and picked up a fruit from the plate.

This fruit is very "obvious" even in a dimly lit room.

The red fruit exudes a very faint light, the appearance is very round, and it also exudes a faint sweet fragrance, which makes people feel salivary just by smelling it, and can't wait to taste one.

It was only when Sephiroth reached for it that he realized that it was actually soft to the touch, and there was a warm feeling in his hand.

If I have to describe what this feeling is like...

It's almost like touching human skin.

Sephiroth put the fruit back, and when he looked up, he saw that the three people who had been sitting quietly raised their faces, staring at him with wide-eyed eyes.

This is completely different from how the three of them normally see him.

For a moment, Sephiroth actually had a feeling that he seemed to have broken into a place he shouldn't have broken into.

but……

For Sephiroth today, there is no place in this world that he cannot go to.

Sephiroth raised the corners of his lips, his attitude was very natural: "What's wrong? What are you all looking at?"

"Where have you been?" the reborn man said, "We felt very hungry earlier, very hungry, so Jing Jing found us something to eat, do you want to eat?"

In this illusion, the original few people did not feel hungry.

But when it got dark, there were many wandering tree demon queens outside again, and the few people became inexplicably hungry.

And this feeling of hunger is getting stronger and stronger.

It was so intense that it was almost unbearable.

Fortunately, Jing Jing took out food from this seemingly empty house.

“Very good food.”

"Very tasty."

The traverser and the system owner will follow along.

"do you want to eat?"

Sephiroth glanced down at the red fruits on the table, "No, eat it."

The air in the room fell into silence again, and through the windows nailed with wooden slats, the shadow of the Dryad kept swaying back and forth outside.

"Where's the silence?" Sephiroth asked.

This question made the three of them staring at him blink, as if they had changed from wood to human again.

They looked at each other, stood up together, and spoke one by one.

"I don't know, I'm probably still in my room."

"His room was dark and he was always too quiet."

"I'm tired and I want to rest."

"Me too."

Saying that, they ignored Sephiroth who was still standing in the living room, and left the living room in a line.

The audience in the live broadcast room watched very nervously.

Although it is said that there are horror types in the copy of "Angel with One Wing", everyone claims to be "well-informed" and "accustomed to it".But if this kind of thing happens, even if you know it's just a game, it will still make people feel scared!

The so-called "not afraid" is just a stubborn mouth.

People won't be afraid of ghosts just because they saw a ghost once, right?

These three people now look like they're beating ghosts, it's so weird.

Fortunately, they were watching Mr. Sa's live broadcast, so they felt very "safe"!

Sephiroth followed the three of them, watching them walk along the corridor to the same room.

The three of them were wary of each other before, wishing they could stare at the others with wide eyes, but now they went to rest in the same room...

The relationship progressed pretty fast.

It's almost out of order.

and also……

Where did quiet go?

Following his feeling, Sephiroth did not search for it in a quiet room, but went all the way to the kitchen.

The kitchen door was closed tightly, and there was no way to open it smoothly.

However, this did not bother Sephiroth, but he was injured and forced to tear the door open smoothly.

then……

Sephiroth saw blood all over the room.

Sticky blood spread all over the kitchen.

The moment the door was opened, a lot of blood rushed towards the door.

The kitchen was a bit empty, with some dusty dishes.

An Jing who didn't know where to go is here, sitting crookedly against the wall, staring at the direction of the opened door with a pair of eyes without any emotion.

His neck was crooked, not because he didn't want to straighten his head.

But because...

Around his neck, a small tree grew upwards.

I don't know how long the tree has grown, it almost reaches the top of the kitchen.

The red leaves and red fruits are covered with branches, which look like they are in good growth condition and luxuriant.

—if the little red tree hadn't grown on Quiet Neck.

"Quiet?" Sephiroth called out.

An Jing with dull eyes slightly moved his eyeballs, making Sephiroth sure that he was still alive.

It's just that the silence at this time seems to be not far away from death.

Quiet thinking is obviously a little slow, I don't know if it is caused by excessive blood loss.

All the blood in the room came from his body.

A normal person would already be dead if he bleeds so much, not to mention that a normal person doesn't have so much blood in his body.

But Jing Jing is still alive, but the current state looks a little scary.

"You're back." An Jing said dizzily, "I seem... to die soon."

Sephiroth: "...As long as you want, you don't have to die."

This entire illusion is quiet, as long as An Jing can realize this and control this illusion, he will naturally not have to die.

But if you can't do it quietly...

Then he was indeed dying.

It was quiet for a long time, still looking dull.He ignored the matter of whether he would die, but instead talked to Sephiroth about his feelings.

"I've been avoiding it since the day the world got really bad."

Not only him, but all living people are avoiding.

Obviously very sad and very scared, but they must try their best to suppress their emotions and force themselves to "calm".

Something like a "sedative" has almost become a life-saving existence.

There is no way, if it can't be done, it will become a tree.

Then become monsters like those trees outside.

In the beginning, it is the instinct of the body to want to live.

But after really surviving in such a world, he began to doubt constantly, why is he alive?

Just to endure this torture?

After getting the system and traveling to another world, he thought everything would be a new beginning.

But soon he found out.

Everything you have experienced in the past will indeed leave traces on yourself.

The shadow of the past doesn't mean that you can get rid of it if you want to.

Those people in the stories who can start over in a different environment are really amazing——An Jing thinks so.

He has gone to another world, but he still feels that he has never left the original "hell".

And this fantasy...

"I don't think this is an illusion." Jing Jing said, "I went to another completely different world, which is an illusion. I must be about to turn into a tree and die, so I had that illusion."

Sephiroth stared at him, watching the system in Quiet's body showing signs of disengagement.

Although Jing Jing is a traverser who has obtained the system, for some reason, the system in Jing Jing's body has been in a dormant state almost all the time, and there is hardly any trace of activity.

Perhaps this has something to do with the state of tranquility itself.

"I have been living for the words of my parents. I have lived for a long time..."

He is obviously not very old, but everything An Jing has experienced makes him feel that life is like years.

After more than ten years like this, I feel that it lasts longer than other people's lifetime.

Really too long.

"I'm so tired." An Jing said, wanting to close her eyes, without any thought of letting Sephiroth save her.

Sephiroth: "...tell me, why did you become like this."

An Jing reluctantly opened his eyes again, turned his brain, and thought for a while, "They said they were hungry."

It is self-evident who they refer to here.

"They're getting very, very hungry, unbearably hungry...but I don't have any food in the normal sense here."

Thinking of this, Jing Jing was slightly awake for a moment, "You have to be careful of them, they look harmless, but they have bad intentions, they clearly know where this is...they want to hurt me..."

He hurt his neck and as a result the tree grew out of his wound.

The tree grows very fast and is covered with red fruit almost at the same time.

The sweetness of the fruit is so alluring that it seduces a few people.

After waking up, it became what it is now.

Aren't the fruits eaten by the people in the living room all picked from the branches around An Jing's neck?

Even the blood in this kitchen is from the broken and splashed fruits before they grow.

That's real blood.

A strange smile appeared on Quiet's face, "You are different from them, they... have no idea that some fruits are not edible."