Upon ingesting the psychotropic drug, Lin Fan felt as if his consciousness had exploded instantly.
He found himself strangely intertwined with his sister's in an instant, their flesh and blood intertwined and inlaid together, yet clearly distinct. It was as if they were walking towards each other, then overlapping and separating.
At that moment, he seemed to have two perspectives.
One perspective, both calm and bewildered, is precisely his own.
From another perspective, the feelings of joy and anger are those of the younger sister.
He looked at his sister, and he looked at himself.
'Strange, how did I suddenly become like this?'
Amidst his confusion, an indescribable pain surged within his consciousness, his vision blurred by disorientation. He instantly entered a meditative state.
The dim lights before he transformed into three distant, twinkling stars, and the black, quiet room became the sky. He felt as if he had fallen into a deep blue sea.
Sinking and sinking. Enveloped in eternal cold and stillness.
But beyond the tranquility, there was an overwhelming cacophony of sounds, as if separated from him by a thick layer of frosted glass. He could only vaguely hear countless mouths talking.
But we couldn't hear what they were saying.
Lin Fan was subconsciously drawn to the sounds, and he tilted his ear to listen.
"Bed 36—time for your medicine."
How are you feeling today? Will you see any aliens?
"Diagnosed... paranoia! Bipolar disorder, and some other rare mental illnesses."
"He actually mistook the protagonist of the novel that Brother Sun read, the one that caused such a sensation online, Huo Wang..., for his own father... and even said he could see it. He's really out of his mind..."
"That protagonist is a real psychopath!"
"Hmm— I heard from Brother Sun that the author of that book might also be mentally ill… I wonder which hospital he was locked up in and secretly wrote the book…"
"Give it to him—increase the dosage!!!"
"..."
The noisy and indistinct sounds reached his ears, but Lin Fan's thoughts strangely calmed down.
He watched indifferently as the sounds transformed into tiny particles that hurtled towards him, only to be blocked by the blue ocean.
He sank further and further down, finally appearing at the bottom of the chaotic stairs.
He was still standing on the first step, with two figures holding hands drawn in a cartoon style at his feet.
He himself, and his sister.
The younger sister had a flame-shaped mark between her eyebrows, flickering eerily like a frozen frame in animation. A flamboyant ribbon connected him and his sister, swaying strangely behind them.
It bound the brother and sister together, inseparable, yet each remained independent.
It resembles a curtain of blood, or two abstract, elongated tongues.
He looked away and gazed at the staircase that represented his father.
On the steps, there were jagged pieces of flesh, yellow bamboo slips, copper coins strung together with red thread, and a chaotic array of white bones.
It is wriggling erratically and continuously.
He tried lifting his foot.
A mountain-like pressure still pressed down on his feet, preventing him from lifting his feet even an inch.
"Or... is it not okay?"
Lin Fan couldn't help but smile wryly.
He could clearly feel that his spiritual power had become a little deeper, but he still couldn't climb to the height of his father's.
Just when Lin Fan was extremely distressed,
He heard a 'giggle' laugh.
"Is this a hallucination?" Lin Fan turned around in surprise and saw a scene that should never have appeared.
To his left, in the endless darkness not far away.
My younger sister is laughing happily.
Of course, that's not the point.
It wasn't surprising that his younger sister appeared in his consciousness.
What truly stunned him was that there was also an incredibly tall staircase in front of his sister.
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It was a bizarre staircase, a mix of fiery red, gold, and darkness, along with patches of black lotus and chains.
At the very top of the steps lies a vast and majestic sky, as grand as the world itself.
In the center of the sky stood a figure that looked down upon everything.
A massive black sun, entirely black with a blood-red halo, hung above his head, and he stood on two flaming wheels.
Six long, powerful, phantom arms opened behind him.
He crossed his arms, a long sword slung diagonally behind his waist, and a long spear burning with flames floating behind him.
He looked at the world with disdain.
"This is... my sister's stairs?"
"Does your sister also have stairs?"
"What about Mom and Dad?"
Lin Fan looked around in shock, only to find that everything around him was pitch black, with nothing but darkness.
It seemed that apart from the staircase he and his sister had built in this world, there was nothing else.
He looked at his sister again.
The little girl giggled and, with her little bottom sticking out, climbed up one step of the stairs, looking bewildered.
She easily stood on the second step.
At this moment,
Lin Fan found his vision suddenly went black, and when it came back to light, all he could see was a blazing red flame.
A pair of chubby, baby-faced little hands danced gently in front of him.
'This is from my sister's perspective.' He instantly understood.
Following his sister's gaze, he looked down at the steps and saw that they were also decorated with cartoon-style paintings, depicting Nezha skinning a white dragon on the shore.
Looking further up, the steps overhead were blurred, as if hidden behind thick flames.
I can't see anything.
'It seems I can only continue climbing the steps after my sister recalls her other memories,' Lin Fan realized. Then, everything went black again, and he was back on his steps.
He turned to look at his sister and saw her giggling and waving her arms in his direction.
"Brother, brother, I have a ladder too. Just like you!" the little sister called out happily.
That's how kids are; if their older brother has something, they want it too.
"We'll talk about it when we get back..." Lin Fan waved his hand and then closed his eyes.
He still needs to confirm one thing.
The question is whether the sister and her staircase are illusions, or whether the sister has actually seen a staircase and magically connected it to his world of climbing stairs.
This is something that can only be determined after we leave here and return to the real world.
When I opened my eyes again, three warm lights flickered before my eyes, then focused into three small nightlights.
Lin Fan saw his younger sister sitting cross-legged, lifted up by the Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon), floating in front of him.
At the same time, the younger sister opened her eyes and looked at Lin Fan with joy: "Brother! I have stairs too! I saw you in that world. Can you see me? No matter how much I call to you, you don't answer me..."
Lin Fan's eyes widened in surprise.
So all those things we just saw were real?
Did my younger sister really also have her own sequence ladder, and is she still lingering on the second step?
so...
Once my younger sister remembers everything, she will grow up to be just like that heroic and powerful figure...
That must be incredibly powerful!
Lin Fan subconsciously compared the descriptions of powerful Sequence Users in his predecessor's memories, confirming that the boy at the top of his sister's Sequence Ladder was completely incomparable to any so-called powerful Sequence User...
So... what exactly happened?
A deep sense of confusion welled up in Lin Fan's heart.
'Aren't my sister and family members people I brought from my original world?'
Just as Lin Fan was filled with confusion, his sister's voice reached his ears again:
"Brother, this drink is so delicious, I want more..."
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