Chapter 562 (1/2)

The night Chu Yunsheng came back from the villa, he began to have nightmares again. Unlike before, when he woke up from the nightmare, he could still remember a few vague fragments of the dream. But those fragments always surrounded one question, and as if there was a voice constantly asking him this question,

“who am I?…”

“who am I?…”

“who am I?…”

…

Song Ying was very fortunate. Because when she asked this question, there was Chu Yunsheng, who could tell her the answer. But when Chu Yunsheng asked this question, who could tell him the answer?

Just like the Pythagorean theorem in mathematics, it cannot be proved by using the Pythagorean theorem itself, the same as the question of “who am I”, it cannot be answered by the person himself, nor can one prove it by themselves!

In the middle of the night, Chu Yunsheng was tormented by this problem, he couldn’t sleep at all. And probably he had eaten something bad today, his stomach was rumbling constantly, so he simply took the paper, went to the bathroom and sat on the toilet to continue to think about this question, which was completely outside his engineering profession.

Thinking about himself, then thinking about Song Ying again, and then thinking about everyone around him, gradually his thoughts began to spread out, expand unrestrainedly. The thought on the toilet was often like a wild horse, there were no boundaries, no burden, even a stupid person, occasionally could produce some interesting ideas here.

In twenty years of Chu Yunsheng’s life, it was the first time that he actually summed up a seemingly mediocre, but quite philosophical question, ‘am I living in other people’s world, or others are living in my world?’

Combined with Song Ying’s question, he successfully jumped from the question, “who am I” to “the meaning of my existence.”

In this way, this question would not have any clear answer, because the problem itself was the meaning of an individual’s existence. Chu YunSheng was a pragmatist, even if he found the answer to this question, it was still useless to him. Those questions were just made for philosophers, who had nothing better to do than complaining all day long, so after he cleaned his b.u.t.t, he chucked the question into the toilet and flushed it away.

But when he tried to get up from the toilet and lifted his head, his face instantly went pale and bloodless, his pupils dilated sharply and he looked terrified.

Maybe a second, or probably just half a second, directly in front of him, a few centimeters before the toilet, appeared a b.l.o.o.d.y man, that was covered with open wounds. His injured muscles were ripped open, bleeding black blood, his broken ghastly white bones were poking out, bringing the b.l.o.o.d.y tissues much closer to his face. It was so horrifying, that by just simply looking at it, Chu Yunsheng lost all his strength in both his legs.

When he looked at the b.l.o.o.d.y man, the b.l.o.o.d.y man also looked at him, as if he were looking at each other in a mirror.

Under the terrible shock and fear, Chu Yunsheng fell down on the toilet, breathing rapidly. The b.l.o.o.d.y man, however, disappeared instantly, there was no trace of blood on the ground, as if the man never appeared.

Chu Yunsheng knew it very clearly that if this is an illusion, then he would be in serious trouble. Because not long ago, he had seen this b.l.o.o.d.y face, and it was still inside the mirror, both of them were almost exactly the same!

After the monster incident in that secret lab, Chu Yunsheng was able to handle emotions much better than before. His mind was very clear at the moment. And seeing the b.l.o.o.d.y face immediately reminded him of an American film he had once seen. A genius mathematician and economist called Nash, got a strange disease called, “paranoid schizophrenia” after creating the famous Nash equilibrium theory. From then on, he could see a strange man that no one else could see.

“Am I schizophrenic, too?”

Chu Yunsheng appeased his frightened heart, pulled up the pants and thought.

Of course, he did not plan to go to the hospital to take an X-ray or MRI or something like that. He just carefully reviewed his own behavior and noticed that apart from seeing the b.l.o.o.d.y man, he was pretty normal like other people. It didn’t seem like he had a mental disorder.

‘But who is to say that the things that those mentally ill people see are not real?’

Chu Yunsheng could not help have this idea in his mind. However, in the next second, he also could not help but be alerted by having this kind of idea.

“f.u.c.k!” Chu Yunsheng cursed and immediately stopped thinking about this abnormal and very dangerous idea.

He had forgotten that recently he had quit his job, sold his house, and been gathering the supplies for the end of the world like a mad man, to other people, he was no different than other mentally ill people.

The next morning, while Chu Yunsheng was still sleeping in bed, he vaguely heard someone knocking on the door.

Chu Yunsheng guessed that it might be the people, who were here to check his meter readings. A few days ago, the property management agency heard that he had already sold the house, so they told him that they were going to send someone here, soon, to check the meter readings, so it would be much easier to work out the price for the people, who were going to move in.