The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 1073 Who is the Real Culprit (Sixteen)
The last line of cold text gradually overlapped with the interface of the spiritual message in Liu Sheng's hand:
Should psychological adjustment be performed?

[Reminder: This is mandatory. Do you wish to proceed?]

It kept repeating, like some kind of silent countdown.

But Liu Sheng didn't even lift his eyelids.

Simply switch to this interface.

With a flick of his finger, he tried connecting to the external warding mirror again.

Practice makes perfect, and this time the speed will be much faster.

Soon, the entire academy came into view once again.

This includes the patrol routes of these guards.

Liu Sheng narrowed his eyes.

As soon as he peeked out from behind the bed curtains, he saw Yun Jizhao standing outside.

She was holding a pillow in her arms.

The expression on her face... was constantly struggling between indifference and pain, as if two consciousnesses were being pulled in opposite directions.

Finally, a deep, almost instinctive concern slowly surfaced in those wooden eyes.

She handed the pillow to Liu Sheng.

"Remember, there will be a check every half hour."

She gave Liu Sheng a deep look, then her expression quickly turned deathly still. Like a puppet, she was led step by step back to her bed curtains.

Liu Sheng nodded silently at her retreating figure.

Yun Jizhao used his own pillow and blanket to gather together, forming a human figure.

He cast another illusion spell, activating the magic circle within the bed curtains, before finally drawing the curtains closed. From the shadows that peeked through, he could see a person lying inside.

The real Liu Sheng, however, silently pressed herself against the windowsill and slipped out through a crack in the window.

Upon landing, she took the opportunity to adjust the direction of the warding-off-evil mirror.

She just happened to be outside the range.

Along the way, they slipped through the blind spots left by the rotating evil-repelling mirror and, relying on their memory of the direction, lightly darted towards Zhou Yun's residence.

This must be what Zhou Yun's memories meant just now.

They had just landed in front of the door.

The wooden door creaked open from the inside.

Zhou Yun stood in the doorway.

The figure was half swallowed by the darkness, as if it were emerging from another world.

She made a "shh" gesture to Liu Sheng.

Liu Sheng didn't say anything, but simply followed her inside.

The two bed curtains inside the room were drawn.

The figures inside were lit up.

There were also two other beams that did not emit light.

It belonged to Zhou Yun and Liu Ling.

However, when Liu Sheng's gaze fell on one of the bed curtains, a light silently lit up inside, and the figure of a young girl was imprinted on the curtain.

Zhou Yun walked away step by step.

He pulled back the bed curtains.

But there is a force resisting it.

The girl's voice rang out:
"Who's there! What do you want!"

"it's me."

Zhou Yun spoke.

There was a crash.

The bed curtains were drawn back, revealing the angry and wary face of a young girl.

Her face looked somewhat familiar to Liu Sheng.

But it just can't be matched with any specific person.

"What do you want to do?"

"I just want to know what you meant by what you said that day?"

The girl frowned.

I looked around the dormitory.

"Neither Du Xiwei nor Yang Chunmei are here?"

"Yes, they've all gone out."

Liu Sheng turned around and saw that the bed curtains, which had been lit, were now completely dark, and the figure inside had disappeared.

It seems I've once again entered into those memories.

The girl, of course, didn't see Liu Sheng either; she just stared straight at Zhou Yun.

"I thought you were smart enough, which is why I told you the truth, but I didn't expect you to be so stubborn."

"You're saying...it's all fake? How can that be considered the truth?"

Liu Ling sneered, "If you don't believe me, why are you questioning me?"

Zhou Yun bit her lip: "I just... I'm going to tell the Dean what you said. But before that, I want to hear you say it again. I hope you're just joking. You should know what the consequences would be if you told the Dean."

"I'm not afraid at all."

Liu Ling shook her head.

"The worst that can happen is death... But to be honest, we can't really die."

"Because of this—"

She tapped her head.

Zhou Yun frowned slightly.

"What do you mean?" "Even if you die, you're still alive, like people in a pot of porridge. You're either living in my body or in yours. What's the difference?"

Zhou Yun's face turned deathly pale instantly.

"It seems you understand." Liu Ling smiled.

"I don't understand what you mean!" Zhou Yun still denied it outright. "What evidence do you have for this?"

Liu Ling shook her head.

Take out a small knife.

To Liu Sheng, it looked somewhat familiar.

"Watch closely, don't blink, and don't scream."

"I won't—"

However, the next moment.

Liu Ling unexpectedly turned around and plunged the knife into the back of his head, then gently pried it open.

The skull opened like a box lid, revealing the spiritual messages entangled within the brain tissue.

Zhou Yun took a step back in an instant.

To save face, he could only cover his mouth with his hand, suppressing his screams.

Liu Sheng was also stunned.

Isn't this Zhou Yun's ability?
How could it be on Liu Ling?

If it's a new human ability with this special nature, it shouldn't be easily repeated.

"Are you a new human?"

"That's it."

Liu Ling shrugged and casually closed his head.

"So that's how you discovered... no, you realized... this world... is fake?"

"Yes."

Liu Ling nodded. "When you can truly connect your mind to the Skynet, you will discover a certain... truth, something you shouldn't see."

"What's real?" Zhou Yun asked, puzzled.

“Occasionally, I wake up and find myself in some kind of… particle cloud, transcending the world we are in now. The ‘world’ theory is probably because my abilities are somewhat similar to those of Liu Sanyuan, the creator of Skynet.”

Liu Ling said this with a hint of pride.

Zhou Yun immediately frowned.

"You mean...you're very close to Liu Sanyuan?"

“It’s about similar abilities.” Liu Ling waved her hand irritably. “That’s not the point at all! Don’t you understand? Whether you and I are like Liu Sanyuan or not is completely unimportant. We… we can’t even be considered independent individuals. Maybe each of us has a bit of 'Liu Sanyuan' in us. As long as we’re here, everything else is meaningless!”

"Why are you saying these things!" Zhou Yun's voice suddenly rose. "Are you jealous of me, so you're trying to distract me with these things?"

“Jealousy?” Liu Ling scoffed. “I’m just stating the facts.”

Do you have any evidence?

"You say this world is just a fake world, do you have any evidence? We are clearly experiencing all of this so realistically. I will go to Chang'an, pass the imperial examination, and become a powerful person like Liu Sanyuan in the future!"

Zhou Yun roared, tears slowly welling up in her eyes.

Liu Ling, however, only looked at her with pity.

"You've realized it too, haven't you? This world has no future at all."

"Then what exactly are these memories, these lives we've lived?"

"These... can only be considered some kind of deduction, or some kind of memory, some kind of consciousness..."

Liu Ling let out a soft breath.

"I do not know either."

She didn't notice Zhou Yunling's sudden movement, as she quietly took the small knife into her hand.

"So what do you plan to do?" Zhou Yun's voice suddenly became very soft.

“I think… let’s figure out a way to escape together?” Liu Ling said. “I have this strange feeling that we have some kind of connection, and you’re smart enough to be a good ally—”

However, the words were not finished yet.

Suddenly, a small knife plunged into Liu Ling's chest.

Liu Ling stared blankly down, completely unable to believe it.

"You...how did you..."

Then, she saw Zhou Yun's calm yet calculating eyes.

"This angle and position are perfect; it's just right to make it look like you inserted it yourself from behind."

Zhou Yun murmured softly.

He pried open the skull with his backhand and extracted the spiritual messages from the mind.

Liu Ling seemed to understand something: "So...you are too...but...why..."

“Why not do what you did?” Zhou Yun shook her head. “Why should I run away? We have a huge advantage here, so why not take full advantage of it? Don’t tell me you’ve never used spiritual communication to cheat.”

Liu Ling's expression froze.

Zhou Yun frowned: "I see. You're such a fool... You didn't use such a good opportunity. But then again, if you had used it, you wouldn't be at this level."

"It seems that similar abilities do not necessarily mean similar intelligence. Compared to you, I am still closer to Liu Sanyuan."

Liu Ling managed to utter the words with difficulty:

"I don't... I don't think... it's all fake, so what's the point?"

"You still don't seem to understand. No wonder 'the world' said it would be better for you to die."

Zhou Yun's voice grew colder and colder.

"This is the life we ​​want, and this is the future we deserve."

"Otherwise... Liu Sanyuan wouldn't have let us upload everything to this world back then."

As she finished speaking, she suddenly looked behind her at Liu Sheng, who was stunned by the sudden turn of events.