Chapter 4: The Thought Process of the Mentally Ill is Broad

Pan Xiaoxian hung her head weakly, and a faint sorrow inadvertently revealed itself in her dark red eyes

Well, I need to sort this out from the beginning. This strange situation probably started when I got off the bus. Before getting off, I was asleep, and before sleeping, I was getting on the bus. Prior to getting on, I was crossing the street, and while crossing, I was hit on the head by a can of soda thrown by some deranged individual.

The three treasures of tire beauty: horn comb, makeup mirror, and hair gel. Similarly, there are also the three treasures of beauty and the three treasures of weight loss, etc. Regardless of which set of three treasures it is, they are all true loves for the tire. The day before yesterday, a scoundrel secretly used the tire's hair gel while trying to flirt. Upon discovering this, the tire chased the scoundrel all the way to the playground. What would happen if it found out that Pan Xiaoxian had broken its mirror?

I still can't remember, forget it, my heart is so tired, and what is the reason for this sudden and intense craving that is hard to bear

Snap

Pan Xiaoxian hesitated, reaching out to remove the shards of broken glass. However, due to her fingers trembling uncontrollably, the wound was consequently cut even larger.

Furthermore, what is the matter with those rivets that are jumping up and down on the ground making a "ding ding dang dang" sound

The shards of broken glass were easily pulled out after the wound was enlarged, and then Pan Xiaoxian clearly saw her own injury

Wait a moment! It seems that something is missing in between!

No wonder the tires always keep the cabinet locked; it turns out they are afraid we might get food poisoning from eating expired food. They have truly been wronged...

Bang!

Pan Xiaoxian rushed to the table, where a cup of water, the origin of which was unknown, was placed. Pan Xiaoxian grabbed the cup, but suddenly heard a "crack"; the glass cup was unexpectedly crushed in his grip, spilling all the water onto the floor, while the shards of glass deeply pierced into Pan Xiaoxian's palm

Pan Xiaoxian spat out the spicy strips, exclaiming, "Damn it, they are expired!"

A piece of shattered glass was embedded in the palm, yet there was no bleeding, and he felt no pain at all

It has turned into a zombie

Well, compared to the flesh that has fallen off and can still be reattached, this is no longer a matter of concern

However, in this current state, Pan Xiaoxian did not think of this at all. Overcome by insatiable thirst, he suddenly stood up, and his immense explosive power caused the iron-framed bed to crash violently against the wall, producing a muffled sound of "thud".

Pan Xiaoxian's emotions were in turmoil, filled with sadness, despair, disorientation, and self-abandonment. However, it wasn't long before he was reminded by that maddening sense of thirst, and then he selectively forgot all the various emotions he had experienced before.

Feeling so exhausted... Pan Xiaoxian opened several bags in succession, whether it was potato chips, biscuits, or tea eggs, the taste was exactly the same as that expired spicy strips.

Although still parched and restless, Pan Xiaoxian felt a chill in her heart... Hmm, I don't know why, but I always feel that something was off about the thought I just had

Wait a moment! It seems something is not right

It is no longer feasible; I must go out to seek food. Pan Xiaoxian glanced out the window, the night was hazy, and she could not tell what time it was.

Hmm, I am so hungry! At times like this, shouldn't we disregard those unimportant little details? ... Pan Xiaoxian's attention is entirely focused on those snacks, chips, cookies, instant noodles ...! ... There are even classic tea eggs and spicy strips!

Puff—

Damn it ... ? ... Have I really lost control of the primal power within me ?

Pan Xiaoxian struck the door lock with a fierce punch, and thus the door, which had remained defiantly closed, finally opened in humiliation

Fortunately, I am not a doctor ... ? ... Pan Xiaoxian's thought process is somewhat abnormal now, perhaps it is what is commonly referred to as "the mentally ill have broad thinking, and the brain-damaged find more joy"

He picked up a bag of spicy strips, which was Pan Xiaoxian's favorite snack. With clumsy fingers, he forcefully tore open the packaging and then took one stick and stuffed it into his mouth

However, after Pan Xiaoxian removed all the glass shards, when she looked back at the first wound, even the faint red mark had completely disappeared

Pan Xiaoxian's dark red pupils gradually transformed into a blood-red hue, and the originally thin strands of blood in the whites of his eyes suddenly multiplied and thickened, as if the entire sclera had been stained red with blood. He gasped heavily, a desire known as bloodlust seemed to awaken from its slumber.

Uncertain of how long he had slept, Pan Xiaoxian was once again jolted awake by the gnawing sensation of hunger. He abruptly sat up, causing the iron-framed bed beside him to emit a piercing screech, nearly toppling over from the force of his sudden movement

What a truly ... ... marvelous Earth

Pan Xiaoxian wobbled his way to the tire cabinet. He originally intended to sit on the stool, but his stiff legs were completely uncooperative, as if they did not belong to him. When Pan Xiaoxian exerted himself, he applied too much force and ended up sitting down heavily.

Pan Xiaoxian stood up, dragging his heavy steps, walking out step by step, and then standing in front of the door. He deeply understood what it meant to say "it is easy to go up the mountain but difficult to come down". Similarly, it can be proven that "it is easy to close the door but difficult to open it". That damn door lock was putting up a fight against him

He has regained his strength, but he is even more unbearably thirsty

Forget it, at least I have warmed up my voice a bit. Now let's find something to eat, I am truly starving...

Only when one is well-fed and warm can one indulge in thoughts of desire; when a person is both thirsty and hungry, their mind is solely occupied with how to fill their stomach.

If it were a usual situation, Pan Xiaoxian would definitely have to think of a way to remedy the situation quickly; at the very least, she would have to destroy the evidence. After all, this makeup mirror is one of the three treasures for tire hairstyling!

Strangely, I do not know if it is an illusion, but he seems to be even more thirsty than before

However, with my current intelligence, I can hardly understand a watch, right? Pan Xiaoxian chuckled self-deprecatingly, the dark blue lips on her pale face curling into a charming arc, utterly captivating.

Why do the obviously spicy and delicious snacks taste like wax and are hard to swallow? A young and beautiful woman weeps in accusation: Master, how can you bear to take my husband? Regret for not acting sooner, why does the father-in-law weep for the daughter-in-law's suicide? After three long years of petitioning, the wife of my youth ultimately drags her husband down from his high horse! A young man tragically becomes a dwarf due to a vicious attack, yet his girlfriend remains loyal and continues to live with him! ... Biological parents turn out to be beasts, forcing a minor girl into prostitution at a bathhouse ... A young man tragically becomes a dwarf due to a vicious attack, yet his girlfriend remains loyal and continues to live with him! ... Biological parents turn out to be beasts, forcing a minor girl into prostitution at a bathhouse ...

Excessive thoughts are immediately replaced by that maddening sense of hunger, to hell with the zombies, I refuse to die of starvation!

The world is so beautiful, yet I am so irritable, this is not good...! ... It's not good that you bought a watch! Don't just stand there and talk without feeling the pain, you fool!

The unfortunate stool was shattered into pieces by his sudden weight; no, shattered into pieces does not suffice to describe it accurately; rather, it should be said that it was—like a broken lotus root with strands still connected.

It is as if a pair of long-lost lovers have rekindled their old flame, instantly merging as if they were water and milk. When all the translucent little tentacles come together in triumphant reunion, the wound heals at a visibly rapid pace, leaving only a faint red mark.

Pan Xiaoxian reached out to grab another cup of water. However, having learned from past experiences, he intentionally controlled his strength this time, carefully grasping the cup and gradually applying pressure. Finally, he successfully brought the cup in front of him.

What the hell is this

Is it Laoshan white flower snake grass water or black pine soda? Otherwise, it must be kvass or Oriental leaves, it certainly won't be red scream

Pan Xiaoxian sat in a daze for quite some time, and by now he could no longer deceive himself. The fact is that he had to admit that he seemed to have truly mutated into a zombie

Pan Xiaoxian truly felt powerless to complain; he poured the water into his mouth, and before even a second had passed, he "puffed" it out in a spray.

Trembling fingers pulled at the cabinet door, and Pan Xiaoxian felt it open with just a gentle tug. As a seasoned foodie, the cabinet was filled to the brim with treats, but out of fear of theft, the cabinet was usually kept locked. Why was it not locked today?

Nima!

By the way, why am I not in any pain at all

Feeling exhausted... Pan Xiaoxian has a sense of being completely drained, as if the recent rummaging through boxes and cabinets has consumed all his energy. He now just wants to lie down on the bed and take a nap

Pan Xiaoxian finally realized this issue; it seemed that when she fell off the bus, she felt no pain despite the severity of the fall. Moreover, even when she previously scraped a piece of flesh from her neck, she felt not a hint of pain at all

It is a plastic cup

My hand ... ... Pan Xiaoxian raised his hand stiffly and sluggishly in front of his eyes, his hand's skin color pale as paper, with long fingers that trembled slightly as if afflicted by Parkinson's disease, and his nails appeared to be coated with nail polish, presenting an eerie dark blue color

No one should call me, just let me sleep quietly until I sprout... Pan Xiaoxian wanted to sleep, so she simply leaned back and fell onto the cold, hard concrete floor with a thud. With her eyes closed, Pan Xiaoxian, in a daze, comfortably moaned: This bed is so big and soft...

Indeed, on the flesh of the wound, there were countless translucent small tentacles, resembling those of a snail, constantly exploring in all directions. After the shards of broken glass were removed, the translucent small tentacles at both ends of the wound easily intertwined.

I am certainly not a zombie; how could a zombie be so devastatingly handsome? Pan Xiaoxian was trying hard to comfort herself—however, that being said, what exactly is wrong with me?

This sour and refreshing taste is truly unparalleled

Forget it, if it breaks, it breaks. From now on, I will basically say goodbye to things like stools...

I do not know what is wrong with me, perhaps it is due to unbearable hunger and thirst, his temper is very irritable, very irritable.

However, it seems that they are quite different from the zombies depicted in movies and novels. This seasoned underachiever is unable to articulate exactly how they differ. Moreover, his mind is not functioning at its best right now; he hasn't turned into an idiot, but he constantly feels like he is lagging behind in his thoughts and is somewhat single-minded.

Pan Xiaoxian relaxed his fingers, and with a "crack," the makeup mirror slipped from his grasp and shattered on the ground