Chen Jin's consciousness is wandering in the [nest], flipping through memory slices one after another.
In an instant, some blank spaces that had been forgotten were filled.
That is the truth hidden behind the abnormal breakpoints or lost moments of data flow in previous Yanfu Event.
It was not a coherent narrative, but a series of frozen pictures of destruction. It was the inner demon controlling his body, leaving memories like natural disasters in many Yanfu Fruit worlds.
He saw:
The demons in the heart raised their hands and pressed down, coming like a tide, the winged man army clothed in holy light, their wings were dirty and rotten, the red sky was weeping black blood, "he" stood in the middle of the rain of filth;
Between the mist-shrouded mountains, sword energy spreads across thousands of miles. A sword immortal steps on the green lotus, and thousands of swords are fired behind him. The inner demon opens his mouth and sucks, and the sword immortal's Daoist heart is broken and falls;
In the torrential rain of steel and fire, the inner demons stroll leisurely;
The kingdom of God collapsed, and the inner demons stood on top of the divine corpse;
"Why did I die this time, but you, or "our" power, was not as powerful as before?
Take over my body when I encounter fatal danger, and release those inner demons from all realms to defend against the enemy?"
"Because of "logic"."
"In my world, which is the realm of inner demons you call "Dark Side of the World",
It is constructed from the subconscious fragments of countless creatures, entangled collective thoughts, and self-evolving logical paradoxes.
There, all existence and behavior must follow a justifiable "reason", a "logic" that is self-consistent and convincing.
The power of the inner demon can connect all realms and infect all spirits, but its manifestation and actions must also surrender to this set of fundamental laws."
"In the past, you faced real life-and-death situations, which in itself was a strong enough and irrefutable "reason".
Allow my consciousness to temporarily override your dominance, calling upon and arousing the inner demon power that resonates with it in all the worlds.
This is in line with the fundamental logic of "self-rescue."
"But this time..." The demon's voice paused.
"Feather Lord is present."
These four words were spoken slowly.
"Besides, he's awake."
The inner demon sounded a little helpless.
"Feather Lord, who is awake, cannot dream.
This is the fundamental logic that is higher than all specific logics and above all causal chains. It is the cornerstone of this moment.
And I, fundamentally speaking, originated from his dream.
How can a being originating from a dream manifest and interfere reasonably and logically in front of a waking Creator?
This road is blocked and this reason cannot be tolerated.
Therefore, the "I" derived from his dream cannot appear at this time.
This is only logical."
Chen Jin was silent.
"So,"
He changed the problem to be closer to the real dilemma,
"What should I do next to "download" it back to my body?
I remember that my body had been crushed into pulp by Parting from Love,
[Flesh of Vision] The inheritance is also in this [nest] at this moment,
I don't think it can recover on its own."
"Wait."
The inner demon's answer was surprisingly concise.
"Wait?" Chen Jin was puzzled.
"I see through the 'eyes and ears' of inner demons scattered in the inner corners of other beings,"
The inner demon explained, "Feather Lord is about to use the power of his dreams to erase and cover the power of "Longing for the Mortal World" that has eroded reality here."
"And since I basically came from his dream, I can make some logical moves when this same source and greater force operates."
"For example?" Chen Jin asked.
"For example: Since I uploaded the "peer of Chen Jin" of Fruit to the [nest], it has not been completely destroyed due to the "coincidence effect" with you.
Then, when the power of his dream swept over and wiped out all abnormalities, a peer who "never completely died",
Take this opportunity to re-anchor reality, obtain a "logical" body and "resurrection",
It is a logical and acceptable "story development"."
Yandu in 1998, the late summer afternoon carried a sticky heat.
The air is filled with the faint fragrance of locust trees, the smell of sun-scorched asphalt roads, and the smell of oil smoke from small restaurants along the street.
An inconspicuous video store was squeezed between two dusty residential buildings. It had a narrow front, and the glass cabinets were densely packed with video tapes and VCDs packaged in cardboard boxes.
Chen Jin was squatting in this small and dark store, surrounded by several elementary school students who had just finished school, and their schoolbags were thrown randomly at their feet.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the small TV screen on the counter, which was showing the first Pokémon theatrical animation: "Mewtwo's Counterattack".
Light and shadow flickered on the children's focused faces.
When the story comes to an end, Mewtwo carries the replica Pokémon it created and flies into the unknown distance in the morning light. The ethereal and slightly sad music echoes in the small space.
The children's emotions were instantly ignited.
"Let's go! Mewtwo flew away with them!"
"So cool!"
"Mewtwo is the most powerful!" A little boy with a shaved head suddenly stood up and waved his fist.
"Nonsense! Mew is the most powerful, it is the ancestor of all Pokémon!" The fat man wearing glasses next to him immediately retorted.
"Mewtwo can telepathize! Mewtwo can't!" The boy with a flat head frowned.
"Telepathy is of no use! What matters in fighting is fighting ability!" The little fat man showed no sign of weakness.
The sounds of quarrels and footsteps were mixed together, and the children rushed out of the video store yelling like a group of sparrows exploding their nests. The voices of the arguments gradually faded away in the alley, blending into the noisy and life-filled background sound of Yandu.
The store instantly fell silent, leaving only the flickering snowflakes on the TV screen and the sizzling sound of electricity.
Chen Jin looked at the direction in which the children disappeared, with a trace of a smile amused by the innocent argument still remaining on the corner of his mouth.
He slowly closed his eyes and began to dream.
In his dream, he saw a message from his inner demon:
"Contact established.
Anchor point confirmed.
The pulp of this Fruit is almost entirely constructed from the dream power of "Feather Lord", and now a specific interface has been opened to your dreams.
From now on, there is no need to open a passage, you can reach it just by passing through "Dreamland"."
This means: He can return to this Fruit full of childhood memories and the wonderful "Yin Market" at any time.
The possibilities brought by this "dream" were so wonderful that Chen Jin was so happy that he couldn't even maintain his calmness. The corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, and he woke up from this short "dream" with a smile.
He opened his eyes and saw that the video store was still dark, with the smell of plastic and dust floating in the air, and the faint ringing of bicycle bells and the hawking of vendors could be heard outside the window.
He stood up, patted the dust on his pants, walked to the counter, and pointed at the "Mewtwo's Counterattack" CD.
"Boss, I want this."
He paid the money, took the disc with the cover of the confrontation between Mewtwo and Mew, and lightly rubbed it with his fingers.
The next moment, the disc turned into a faint light in his hand, disappeared, and was properly stored in Personal Mark.
He turned around and left, and a voice that was neither male nor female came as expected:
"Sir Walker, your stay here Fruit has reached the upper limit of five immortals. Please be prepared and will return soon."
--<The Night Boil in the Capital> End.