Could there be another possibility?
We had never escaped the basement. In fact, we had never even entered the basement.
Everything had merely been an illusion created by our brains before death.
Was that possible?
Of course it was!
Zhang Peng and the plain-looking young man immediately shuddered, terror appearing on their faces. Ignorance wasn't frightening, and knowledge wasn't either. What was most frightening was knowing only half the truth.
They had both heard of similar cases.
Many people experienced disruptions in their bodies and brains before death, producing extraordinarily strange hallucinations.
For example.
They had clearly frozen to death.
Yet the victims had stripped off all their clothes, as if they were hot, with an inexplicably peaceful smile on their faces.
Likewise.
Someone was clearly hanging from a cliff, already at the end of their rope.
But after losing too much blood and beginning to hallucinate, they thought there was a staircase ahead leading down the mountain, with many rescuers waiting below.
They desperately tried to call out.
They tried to reach the staircase and call for help from the rescuers.
But they ended up throwing away the last sliver of life they had left... They fell off the cliff and were smashed to pieces.
Thus, when the man suggested that everyone might be trapped in an illusion and listed a series of coincidences that had happened to them, Zhang Peng began to waver and fell into self-doubt.
The other plain-looking young man looked even more confused.
Could it be...
That all kinds of strange pain really had appeared in his body? Was that the result of a Supernatural Attack?
At that moment.
On the fishing boat that had been following behind them.
Little Monk looked somewhat surprised as he stared at the yacht's cockpit.
He discovered that the