Plague Doctor

Silence, nothingness, chaos...

Does a person have a mental body first or a physical body first?

Where does this nothingness exist?

In obscurity, a consciousness gradually resuscitated, as if to hear some strange and sudden slapping around, a burglary.

The light... dimmed the darkness, is it coming from the eyes... the eyes...

Consciousness can remember more, some pain also emerges, tremendous pain, spread everywhere, spread, impacted, let this slight light of consciousness as if it had been blown by the wind, nearly destroyed... but at this time, consciousness seems to hear another voice.

It doesn't seem to come from the side, it comes from the chaos that doesn't know where.

“Xian Jun? Xian Jun, you said you were dead, you read your suicide note, you came out alive? ”

That's what the voice sounds like, Xian Jun? Still alive?

When consciousness listens to these words, thinking about what they mean, there is something more coming back to life, Xian Jun, Xian Jun... the more consciousness wants to become clearer, but the less it feels the chaos, the farther away the cry is.

Xian Jun? Salty, Gu Jun...

When I think of this name, my consciousness suddenly bursts like a tide, and with great pain, Gu Jun, my name is Gu Jun.

But I, I thought I was dead.

That was Wu Shiyu's voice... didn't she go back? She didn't go back!?

A lot of confusion arises between rushes, more revival, everything is coming back... salt rain you can't not not go back.

“Where am I?” Gu Jun only saw a pitch of pitch black, completely pitch black, but he could feel his presence, as if he were still in a body, but he couldn't open his eyes, he couldn't even slightly bounce, but the pain was quite a bit.

Consciousness is clearer, he remembers something and opens the system panel to his mind...

However, his spirit seemed to be paralyzed, and the motion was so tranced that the panel that had previously been ready to open was now powerless to open.

Didn't even have the mental power to turn on the system... he remembered implicitly that his last mental erosion was shown at 49%.

49%. Almost halfway. If it's halfway through, can I wake up?

“But what the hell is going on here? ”

Gu Jun remembered that he had clearly severed his neck. At that time, the exact pain told him that the carotid artery had been severed and that he should still have intracranial hemorrhage. The heart did not seem to be able to bear it. Now this is... I'm a ghost?

He didn't feel like it. The strange acoustics around him, the clapping sound, gradually became clearer to hear, and this acoustic sound is a little familiar...

“Where have I heard that?” Gu Jun tried hard to remember, but he didn't dare to use his spirit too hard for a moment.

It was a long time before he suddenly remembered.

When the desert island first walked through the dense forest, he and Wu Shiyu heard this sound, as if something had stepped on a dead leaf branch, but at the time they looked around in the dark and found nothing.

Clap, clap, clap...

Those weird beats are rhythmic and accompanied by some slight sounds that seem to squeeze out of your voice.

I don't know why, Gu Jun thought it was like a language. There seemed to be something going through the woods at the moment, talking.

“Salt rain, are you there?” He shouted a few voices in his heart and tried to sense it again, but he didn't find anything, and she shouldn't be in the dream world.

Because at the time, he could feel her jumping into that space crack, and that call was probably just a subconscious product of herself.

“Was I saved by something?” Gu Jun thought calmly.

He was a man who feared death and had previously chosen to commit suicide because it was the only way he could destroy that nightmare. Now he doesn't seem to be dead. Is the power of the nightmare still there? What's the status of yourself? Is everything all right in Eastern State?

He thought about it for a while and listened to the strange noises around him for a while.

“Lockdown syndrome. ”

Gu Jun suddenly remembered this rare disease. Due to the lesion of the brain stem, the patient is now in this state, conscious, no hearing problems, responsive to pain stimuli, but unable to speak, fully paralyzed limbs, unable to move for a moment, looks like a coma.

This disorder is also one of the many medical challenges facing humans, and there are few standard and effective medical methods.

But he remembered that some patients were still able to move their eyes and communicate with the outside world in this way.

“If my condition is similar to lockdown syndrome, I should be able to move my eyes...”

He had lost control of his limbs, torso, neck and head, just trying to muster his imaginary full strength and put it in his eyes.

“Move it, move it...” He imagined biting his teeth, “Just move it! ”

Suddenly, as if something was connected, he felt a familiar feeling, a feeling in his eyes.

Eyes, to be exact, but not eyelids.

Gu Jun scrolled his eyeballs hard, and then heard the beating stop, and then it got steeper. It seemed quite surprising!

“Yeah, I'm not dead, I can hear you.” He said in his heart, trying to roll his eyes again.

Suddenly, it was like his eyelids had been ripped off, and it was like this feeling was just delusional, but there was a dark light pouring in, instantly stabbing his eyes with pain.

A fresh sense of pain, it looks like I'm really not dead...

The consciousness is clearer, the eyes are refocused, Gu Junhuodi can see clearly, the sky is a few strange creature looking faces, their heads are about the size of a cat, brown hair, holding a pointed long mouth, a pair of dark eyes, looking like some kind of giant rodent...

Giants? Gu Jun almost fainted back into chaos, revenge mouse? Am I in the Land of the Dead?

But the background around them, it seems, is the dense forest on the desert island, distorting the dead trees, that's all.

Suddenly, his eyelids were closed again, and he could only see darkness again.

Clap, clap, clap, clap again, but this time, he understands the meaning.

In a dream world, if the other person wants you to understand, then any language is interchangeable... he hears at least five different burglary conversations.

“This guy's awake, listen to us. ”

“Of course, our method works. ”

“Shall we eat him? Skin first, then remove the viscera, it's delicious. ”

“No, he swallowed the house. We couldn't digest it. ”

“Just a little more spice. ”

“I said no! ”

“So what do we do with him? Throw it in the ocean? ”

“No, he is very valuable, he will be a great contribution, very valuable...”

“Oh, yes, yes, yes, tribute! How can this man stand a hundred pine chickens, a hundred quails, and a hundred wild boars! ”

“A hundred!? Are you out of your mind? Stupid Joe! Stupid Joe! ”

“So... fifty each? ”

“Honest Joe! Hey, folks, I'm telling you, this man is worth at least a thousand pine chickens, a thousand quails, and a thousand wild boars! ”

“A thousand!?” Those sudden slaps sound like shouts, "then put him in the tribe, don't our ancestral tribes need no more tribes this year? ”

“At the very least, I mean, it's possible that there won't be any further contributions next year. ”

“Put him in the tribute, you must put him in the tribute!” They all cheer.

Listen to these, Gu Jun hurried to roll his eyes, trying to attract the attention of these creatures called “Zugu”...

But no other ancestor cared for him, and they just continued to talk excitedly about how many pine chickens, quails and wild quails he was worth.