The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 69 The Second Meeting ([-])
Sure enough, as the "craftsman" said, the compass cannot be broken, and it can't find the sinful fragments of this plane because Hannibal has already split himself into hundreds of branches.

He was waiting for Will, the fragile little teacup, to gradually harden, until he had collected enough of himself and fused it together so that Hannibal would be a true piece of sin.

Of course, Hannibal at that time was no longer a simple person, but a spirit separated from his body. He would live on the body of "Will" and continue to survive.

Then, in the future, will this cannibal work hard to cultivate the next little teacup in another life, and then use this method, one person after another, to achieve a kind of The body is destroyed, but the spirit survives another kind of eternal life.

No one will ever know because that probably won't happen anymore.

Just now, because of Ziliang's frenzied bump, Will was knocked unconscious, thus abruptly stopping the most terrifying, darkest, and first spiritual grafting in human history.

Ziliang and Hannibal looked at each other for a while.

"You don't seem very surprised." Ziliang said lightly.

"No." Hannibal immediately denied: "I'm surprised, because I don't believe that anyone can come up with such an unbelievable answer, but if it's you, it doesn't seem so difficult to understand. After all, I can Feel that you and I have the same breath.

I smelled this smell when I first saw you. At that time, I thought it was the smell of an individual standing at the top of the food chain, but later, I found out that I was wrong. Because you are not you, this body is a The body is a coat that confuses the eyes, and it is used to cover up the more terrifying things inside. What I smell is my own smell, so I want to ask, what are you? "

"This is a big question and the answer will be very, very long, because I have to talk about the composition of the universe." Ziliang said with a smile.

"You can speak slowly, I have time."

"But you are not eligible."

"Hehe, how can I be qualified?" Hannibal asked with a chuckle, the temperature in the prison seemed to drop a bit. .

"Join my team. You may not know that I also have a small hospital. If you join, I promise to provide you with the most satisfying psychological treatment room." Ziliang said: "I came here for this. Otherwise, why do you think I would find such a painful job, running all over the city every day, watching those boring murder scenes, and playing eagle and chicken games with the murderer? The most important thing is to get up early every day, you know every morning How precious is sleepiness?"

"I don't know, I'm a regular person." Hannibal said, "And I don't think I'd work for a homeless man in a white coat."

"It's not work, it's collaboration."

"I'm still sorry, I'm a bit withdrawn, and I like someone most of the time." Hannibal shook his head and said, "Okay, I'm suddenly not interested in what you are, let's chat with you Very pleasant, but unfortunately, I am very dissatisfied with what you did to my little teacup just now, you are so unreasonable, what time is it now?"

Hannibal suddenly changed his tone, and looked through the glass at a clock hanging on the wall of the corridor: "It looks like it's almost time for lunch. What do you think is more suitable for lunch?"

He picked up the cooking book at hand: "How about the tip of the tongue? The meat is firm and has a rich blood supply. Recently, I suddenly wondered whether it would make the tip of the tongue sticky if soaked in hot coconut milk and then cooked to medium rare." Muscles are softer."

Ziliang raised his eyebrows: "To be honest, I don't know much about eating."

"Well, I can be more straightforward. Do you know why I choose the tip of my tongue for lunch?" Hannibal stood up, walked out of the shadow of the cell, and came to the glass, smiling. Looking at Ziliang: "Because the time is a bit tight and the tongue is easier to pull out."

As soon as the words fell, a pair of big hands suddenly appeared from Ziliang's back, clamped his arms firmly, and twisted them directly behind his back.

At some point, Barney, the nurse who hadn't appeared all this time, quietly emerged from the shadows. With such a big body, he didn't even hear the slightest approaching movement.

Ziliang was taken aback, but he didn't seem too panicked. Although he is just an ordinary person now, he is still very skilled in some street fighting tricks. He immediately put his foot on the bulletproof glass, using the reaction force to push himself backward, and at the same time , and with this strength, he stood up desperately, and hit the nose of the person behind him with the back of his head.

The human nasal bone is almost the most vulnerable bone in the whole body. It is soft, protruding, with a thin layer, and it is placed in the center of the face. This design seems to be specially designed to tempt others to hammer it. .

So, just listening to "Gaba", Barney's nasal bone collapsed strangely, and blood flowed out from his nostrils.
Although the bridge section of nasal bone fracture is very common, this kind of pain is not something ordinary people can bear.

However, what surprised Ziliang again was that Barney didn't seem to be affected in the slightest, still motionless, not even humming.

"Don't struggle anymore." Hannibal looked at Ziliang quietly and said, "Pain is just a kind reminder of the human brain's damage to the body. As long as you do a little guidance, you can easily relieve the pain." It's blocked."

Ziliang smiled helplessly: "Well, it seems that this guy has been brainwashed by you."

"Brainwashing? Hehe, please don't use such low-level words to judge me." Hannibal said: "But I really like the description you just started - 'honeycomb'.
In fact, when I first met you, I tried to tear open your psychological defenses, but unfortunately, my control over you did not seem to be so smooth. Of course, I guess if it really invaded your heart, then The price to pay will definitely not be small, so I gave up sensibly.

After all, I want to figure out what you smell more than 'figure out what you are'. "

(End of this chapter)