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

Chapter 1155 The Resounding Sounds

Chapter 1155 The Echoes Never End
Frazier's expression was practically splitting open.

In Reggie's view—

It really did crack.

Beneath the skin of his face were scarlet muscles, and the brain tissue on the top of his head was still slightly steaming. His eyes had no eyelids, and they were exposed, swollen and bloodshot, as if they were about to fall out.

However, the next moment—

Frazier's face returned to normal.

However, this recovery was still very strange. Many organs appeared on his body. For example, an ear grew on the bridge of his nose, and his heart was exposed outside his chest cavity. He even had half a body hanging on his upper body, as if someone was riding on his shoulders.

Just like Frazier said—there are many tricks to play, probably all of which he has already tried, and now they've just been summoned back by the effects of Echo 2.0.

Both MPE and echo are inextricably linked to higher dimensions; they are all real, just at different points in time.

Frazier, however, was completely oblivious to all of this.

He hesitated slightly: "Are you really going to do this? How deep do you want to go?"

"As long as I can stay alive, you can search as deep as you want, muscle fibers, nerves... even cells."

"alright."

Frazier's expression gradually became fanatical.

"Anyway, I don't care. As long as you think it's acceptable, it's quite interesting to me."

He skillfully prepared the equipment and then gave Reggie a muscle anesthetic instead of general anesthesia.

Because Reggie said he wanted to stay conscious.

“Reggie, you are indeed special. You are the first person to make this request to me. I knew I hadn’t misjudged you.”

"If only you had agreed sooner, we could have played together a few more times."

"It's not too late now."

"I heard you're getting married. If you are, do you think your brother will agree to me doing this?"

--younger brother.

This word, like a fine needle, suddenly pierced Reggie's consciousness.

She did not speak.

A younger brother is a younger brother.

She still remembers him when he was a child.

I chased after her, snot hanging from my face, and she found it utterly disgusting.

Despite his complaints, Reggie would always bring back any good food or fun toys for him, and Reggie would always be sniffling and grinning foolishly.

Later, when my younger brother grew up a bit more...

He would also cook delicious food for her and find her beautiful and fun things, clumsy yet earnest.

Yes, these little things flowed before her eyes like shining bubbles. If she could lift her hand now, she really wanted to reach out and poke them.

Unfortunately, there was nothing she could do.

We could only watch helplessly as one after another exploded in the air.

The ceiling, covered with corpses, was bathed in a bright red light, like the color of a wedding.

No, it shouldn't be like that.

My younger brother... he's just my younger brother.

I don't have that feeling.

【yes……】

The voice in my mind sighed silently.

Only then did she feel nauseous.

Vomit surged up, but her throat was anesthetized, preventing her from making any muscle spasms, and she was instantly choked by the vomit.

In an instant, Reggie suffocated.

"What's going on!"

Frazier was enjoying the thrill of the dissection when he saw Reggie doing this and his face turned pale with fright.

"Did you trigger one of the rarer side effects of Echo 2.0? Vomiting? That shouldn't be possible! You're already at this level!"

Frazier didn't want anyone to die either.

He immediately retrieved the suction device and cleared the vomit from her throat.

Do you want to continue?

Reggie couldn't answer, his eyes fixed on the ceiling.

It looked as if he was looking at something, or perhaps he was lost in thought.

Frazier shook his head, but continued anyway.

He was still very dedicated to his duties.

The process was smooth and precise. After turning everything over, they stitched Reggie back up before giving her an anti-anesthesia injection.

"Didn't find it. The thing you're talking about doesn't exist, right?"

Only you know whether I exist or not.

Reggie made a hoarse sound from his throat.

She tried to struggle, but the anesthesia had only worn off slightly.

And what follows is a tearing pain.

However, this pain was just right to balance the ethereal and hallucinatory feeling brought by Echo 2.0, giving her a feeling of both pleasure and pain.

perhaps……

Just like when she occasionally saw the skin peeling off her hand.

Yes, even with perfect genes, there will still be peeling skin on your hands.

Tearing it off will definitely hurt.

But this pain transforms into a strange sense of satisfaction at the moment of tearing it off—when you feel pure and flawless.

I feel that kind of contentment right now.

She even began to think that if she couldn't find it even after all that, then it really didn't exist, and it was very likely that she was so frightened that she was having those inexplicable hallucinations.

"Yes, that must be it."

Reggie can finally speak.

Frazier laughed. "How was my cooking? Pretty good, right?"

Reggie blinked. The corpses and organs hanging from the ceiling gradually turned into blood-red foam, sliding down the walls to reveal a ceiling full of vesicles.

The surface of the vesicles reflects each and every one of them, pure and flawless.

Although she was in a lot of pain, there was no visible wound, as if she had never been dissected.

"It's really good. Hiss—"

Reggie nodded, the pain pulling at his torn muscles.

"Take one more, I promise it won't hurt anymore."

Frazier took out another one.

This time, Reggie ate it without any struggle.

Sure enough, the pain floated away like bubbles.

Along with her thoughts.

Do you think this is normal?

She suddenly spoke.

"What's normal?"

Are we normal?
Is our family normal?
Reggie wanted to ask.

Do you think this is normal?

Reggie, however, couldn't bring himself to say it.

The topic was changed:

When are you getting married?

Frazier gave an unnatural smile:

"Me? I don't plan to get married."

Where are your older and younger sisters?

“…Heh.” He avoided eye contact. “Anyway, I don’t plan to.”

Reggie frowned. "Aren't your family pressuring you?"

"You don't understand, once you're in the research lab, you won't be rushed anymore."

Does the research lab really have this kind of capability?
A huge question arose in Reggie's mind.

The voice resurfaced once more:
Aren't you curious about why MPE can have that effect?

Aren't you curious why, despite the company allowing you to despise and loathe such an important department, so many people still flock to it?

[Don't you find this abhorrent without reason? Don't you want to work in the research lab? Earning the highest salary, possessing the group's top secrets, and enjoying the latest MPE technology and the most advanced physical enhancement techniques?]

Have you really... never thought about it?

Reggie couldn't find the words to refute.

She suddenly realized—

She once wanted to work in the research lab.

But later...

Why did I become so disgusted?

Who told her that this place was disgusting?
Who is reinforcing this perception over and over again?

But these "disgusting" things—

Isn't it for the sake of the entire group?

too weird.

why?

Yes, think about why?