In fact, even if there were no accidents, subtle disillusionment was happening all the time, eroding the illusion. This made the people who were trapped in the production line have to constantly secrete lies to resist the erosion, but this was like using ice sand to plug the dam of water…
Fortunately, lies seemed to be destined to win on the production line.
Because this lie was created by all the people who were completely cut off from the " truth " by the production line, instilled with the only language created by the production line, and still under the all-round hypnosis of the production line and constantly hypnotizing each other.
Even if it could only be a castle in the air that could be built and destroyed at will, the production line could never stop producing products that could only speak the same language, and these products almost all had language obsessive-compulsive disorder in order to resist the disillusionment that they were most afraid of.
They would go on and on
These products could be reverted to their original form in reality at any time and place, but as long as they opened their mouths and put their hearts together, they would always use that kind of language. As long as they were still within the effective range of the production line, they could establish a connection with the language system at any time. They had no choice but to do so.
And so, a seemingly impossible miracle occurred: It was a tacit understanding, often a tacit understanding that could not be described. Although these products lived in reality, they could use the language system to block reality and even completely isolate it.
Thus, the lies on the production line ensured its final victory.
It was a pity that all these zombies, whose senses were completely surrounded by lies, were still destined to walk on the " reality ".
The deeper they fell into the lies, the more twisted the path they truly experienced, the more filled with indescribable uneasiness, worry, fear, darkness, and pain.
However, other than the lies instilled by the production line, they had nothing else in their hearts. They could not look straight at the reality, nor could they resist it. They had no choice but to sink deeper into the lies.
In this state, the only thing they could pray for in the end was "good luck".
The snow-white bowls and plates were swaying on the water. At this moment, a small hand reached out and grabbed a handful of dishes from the bowl and stuffed them into his mouth. He must have been greedy and couldn't wait for the adults to feed him, so he did it himself.
Eh?
Wasn't this the child who was sitting in the baby chair?
It was almost impossible to recognize him in this short period of time. His face was covered in all kinds of sauces, almost comparable to the makeup of Beijing opera.
This little fellow was having a good time alone. Delicious dishes were floating around. Whichever one he fancied, he would reach out and grab it. It was like a buffet.
When he was tired, there were all kinds of toys on the water, such as bags, wallets, cosmetic cases, bottles, candles, cigarettes, flowers, fruits... anything he wanted.
The little guy went to pick up a big bottle. The bottle started to sway on the water like a roly-doll. The child looked at it and laughed.
The way the bottle was shaking didn't look special at first, but when the little guy smiled, it somehow looked funny in Jason's eyes.
She shook the bottle and smiled. This was a place where a catastrophe was about to happen? Why did it look like a water amusement park?
Just as Jason was getting carried away by this almost unreal scene, a young woman wailed and rushed to the little guy's side and picked him up.
The child, who was enjoying himself, was stunned and then started crying.
However, the woman could not care less. She carried the child and walked towards the place where a group of people were desperately smashing the door. It seemed that she wanted to save her child.
Suddenly, there was a flash of light accompanied by a few popping sounds. The power was cut off, and the moment the lights dimmed, the screams of fear and despair in the crowd exploded…
However, when he saw the horrifying and distorted faces in the last scene before he lost the light, Jason suddenly felt an inexplicable and boundless feeling. It did not feel like despair, nor did it feel like sadness, nor did it feel like destruction, but it did not feel like anything else. It was as if something that was originally eternal in his heart had collapsed and extinguished…
This was a situation that was eternal and destined to have nowhere to escape…
Where else do you want to run to?
Thus, it was as if a silence without a face and without an end emerged from everything and became everything.
The shrill screams that filled his ears were nothing more than a picture drawn by the silence, but it had nothing to do with the screams.
Therefore, in the silence, Jason unconsciously let go of the last bit of desire to live that he had instinctively grasped.
Jason looked at the faces on the surface of the water that were completely distorted by the fear of the mobile phone lights. He gradually relaxed his body and slowly sank into the champagne.
The moment his ears sank into the water, the world instantly quieted down. Those screams seemed to have become faint echoes from another world, turning from reality to illusion…It was both real and illusory…
Gradually, the world faded away with the noise, as well as the time when that world was established...
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