white night syndrome

Chapter 55 050. Unexpected
"So, you scumbags should understand, right? I don't do these experiments to prolong the lifespan of human beings, or for such a boring goal as the human group, but to pursue a step closer to the gods I believe in."

Mitarai laughed crazily, exuding an aura that only a lunatic can have.

"I spent a lot of time, those experimental records are all stepping stones for me to follow the gods, and finally—"

The doctor's voice reached a climax, but then stopped abruptly. His high voice echoed throughout the room, but at the same time, he could hear his own heavy breathing.

"In the end, I still couldn't let the gods come into the world, and I still couldn't let the gods I believed in officially appear in front of my eyes. It's really, really unreconciled."

Saying this, Mitarai clenched his fists angrily, smashed hard on the jar filled with nutrient solution, and after making a dull sound, he turned his eyes to the nutrient jar in front of him, talking to himself.

"While experimenting, I tried to read various books to find ways to summon these gods. I have read all the books that can be found in the world, but I can only find sporadic relevant texts."

"Since then, my goal has changed. Since I can't touch my gods, I will create gods."

Creation, god?

After hearing these two terms, Li Ming felt a chill in his heart. He stared at the lunatic in disbelief, and then subconsciously glanced at Jiang Wenli.

Could it be that he wants to use this experiment to create creatures similar to these Old Ones in order to recruit more believers?
"The idea of ​​replacing blood was born at that time, and it happened that this subject suffering from sepsis was recruited from all over the world. After planning day and night, I was sure that my idea was feasible, but More fault tolerance is needed."

"Then, these stepping stones were born."

Dr. Mitarai spread out his hands with a smug face, as if he was completing the curtain call of a huge drama, so crazy.

The lunatic stretched out his callused right hand, gently stroked the nutrition jar in front of him, and looked at those half-opened human bodies, his eyes were full of love, and his face showed a subtle expression.

"I didn't write down their experience in the official record of the experiment, but I kept their bodies here. They died because of my experiment. That just proved that they are not worthy to stand side by side with the gods!"

"What qualifications do pure failures have to remain in this world? What qualifications can they remain in my own records? Just because they are my experiments?!"

"It's ridiculous, waste that doesn't help my experiment, why should I give them a chance to be named?!"

crazy.

This guy is completely insane.

Looking at his diary before, I thought it was Dr. Onodera who went crazy, but unexpectedly, it was himself who really fell into madness.

Dr. Onodera is just because his brain has been rusted by the machinery, causing him to have some deviations in thinking
But even so, these two doctors are still pure lunatics. A guy like Li Ming who has more righteous views will never favor anyone, so he chose the path that suits him best. The two doctors overthrew them all and escaped with their lives.

"And you, number H, do you think you are also a perfect work of art?! No, you are just a piece of meat suffering from sepsis. If it weren't for my treatment and research, you should have died a long time ago. You still want to Want to help outsiders deal with me?"

"What a joke, what a big joke!"

Dr. Mitarai's expression became more and more distorted, and his voice became louder and harsher in the empty room.

"I named my goal "God Creation Project". After experiencing the lessons of those failed products, I looked at the experimental subject with the number H with the most formal eyes. You must have already seen these things in those experimental records. You see, the experiment was a success. "

"After a period of running-in, the plant juice cooperated well with his body, and in the next half a week, some vines growing on his body can already be controlled by the brain and officially become part of the human body. "

"To be fair, number H is actually the most successful experiment I have ever seen. The last successful experiment was that middle school student in Takeshita. I injected all the DNA that could represent him into the Tiedongqing tree, and transplanted it into his hometown."

Takeshita.

Li Ming realized that it was the one who messed up his family records in the experiment records, the terminally ill junior high school student, that is, the Japanese junior high school student.

But judging from what Mitarai himself said, it was originally thought that it was just the fusion of plant cells and human cells that gave humans a strong vitality.

Unexpectedly, they actually injected human cells into the iron holly tree. Isn't that the opposite of the experiment?
What does that do to a person?

"But what annoyed me the most was that I sent Takeshita back to his hometown, told his family what happened and publicized my great experiment. Instead of thanking me, they beat and kicked me, really A bunch of disgusting lunatics."

"So when recording Takeshita's experiment, I wrote it in a state of nosebleeds. I deliberately left the blood on those white papers. I want to let me still have hatred for them when I recall it later."

Listening to Dr. Mitarai's narration, Li Ming remembered something, and quickly took out the white papers of the experiment records from his pocket, and sure enough, he saw a dark brown mark at the end of the white paper that recorded Takeshita.

"So it's blood, I thought it was some strange liquid at first." Li Ming shook his head mockingly, thinking silently in his heart.

Now that the conversation has come to this point, Li Ming finds out from his pocket the white paper that was first found in the prison cell, the experimental record numbered R.

Recalling the items found in the entire white dream world, it seems that only this experimental record and the dagger are the most suspicious, and the most important NPC character in this white dream world is right in front of you, why not use this opportunity to ask Woolen cloth?

But the question is, is the time of this experimental record and the current time in order?

In other words, is the birth time of this experimental record after the time period they are in now?

First of all, you have to figure out this before you can ask the lunatic in front of you. After all, it is a very happy thing to ask the primitive man with a laser sword, and it will also cause unnecessary panic.

But just as Li Ming was thinking carefully, Jiang Wenli, who had been watching all this coldly, rushed to Li Ming.

"Show me this piece of paper."

This person who has been missing for ten years, the person they have been looking for, makes a hoarse voice like phlegm in his throat, hearing it so close, although it is familiar, it brings a trace of desolation to Li Ming's heart.

Jiang Wenli involuntarily snatched the white paper with a scorched black edge round hole at the end, and looked at it carefully.

"It turned out to be like this, and the final outcome was like this. It's really the only good news I've heard in all these years."

With the passage of time, Jiang Wenli showed the same distorted smile on his face, but in Li Ming's view, it was not the case, it was just that the vines in the familiar smile were constantly twisting, making it difficult to look directly at it.

But what did he mean by "good news"?

And what was the event recorded in this experiment record at that time?
"You damn lunatic, you will die in the end. My dream has come true, and I firmly believe that you will never end well."

Jiang Wenli staggered back a few steps as if relaxed, supported his body with twisting vines, then stretched out his dark green right hand and pointed at the lunatic in front of him, laughing loudly.

Dr. Mitarai's face changed obviously, and he rushed forward quickly, ignoring the bandage that fell off because of his crazy performance just now, under the bandage, Li Ming saw dense seeds.

If a dense phobia saw this scene in front of him, he would definitely spit it out in nausea.

Although Li Ming didn't have this kind of illness, he still felt a bit of discomfort. The information impacted his brain, allowing him to react from the chaotic state.

Is this the inevitable end of a mad doctor?
The topics studied by each doctor will be applied to themselves in the end, making themselves the "new human beings" they believe in.

This is the case for Dr. Onodera. During that lecture experience, Li Ming had already seen Onodera wrapped and decorated with electronic components and mechanical casings.

The same is true of Dr. Mitarai. Although he doesn't know what the experiment was conducted on himself, the plant seeds all over his body have already explained everything, and he also longs to become the god in his heart.

After seeing the contents of this experiment record, Mitarai was a little frustrated, but it quickly disappeared.

"What happened?" Li Ming didn't choose to ask the nagging doctor, but wrote down the language he was most familiar with on a white paper and showed it to Jiang Wenli.

Jiang Wenli was a little strange about his child's behavior when he was young, because in his impression, the child Li Ming was just not talkative, and hadn't reached the point where he needed to communicate by writing. Is it that heavy?

"Tell me first, where did you find this blank paper?" Jiang Wenli temporarily gave up asking some irrelevant questions at the moment, "Because this involves some difficult things to understand."

"Do you want to hear the truth?"

Li Ming pursed his lower lips, remained silent for a long time, and took up a pen to write these words on the white paper.

Just now, he sorted out the time relationship among them——

This blank paper was found in the shallow world of Baimeng more than ten years later, but it is not known when it was born, but the deep world they are in now is more than ten years ago.

Then according to the relationship between the two, it can be obtained that "this blank paper may predict what will happen more than ten years ago", at least after this time period, in the reality that is not disturbed by the patients with white night syndrome like Li Ming Heizawa middle.

This is a bit confusing to say, but after reading it a few times, you will be able to understand the mystery.

And according to what Jiang Wenli just said, it can also be seen that the ending described on the white paper is his dream, so it is roughly possible to guess what Jiang Wenli will say next.

After getting an affirmative answer, Li Ming tried his best to describe some things that happened now in short sentences to this person who could be regarded as a relative who existed more than ten years ago.

Although according to the rules of the hospital, patients with White Night Syndrome are not allowed to disclose all the details of their illnesses to others, but there is a white dream in front of them, so telling the "natives" in the white dream should not be considered a violation.

"About ten years later, a special disorder swept the world, which we called "White Night Syndrome," and the only side effect of this disorder was hallucinations in daily life, which we called "" white dream."

"The more difficult thing to say is that I am now in this so-called white dream, and you are all hallucinated characters in this white dream. The time I can speculate now is that this white dream world is in A dozen years ago."

At this point, Li Ming couldn't bear to continue writing, let a person understand that he is illusory, and he died in the patient's time, how can a person be relieved by this fact?

The hand holding the pen tightly trembled slightly, Li Ming's eyes were filled with tears for some reason, a little sad and indignant.

"Sure enough, just as I thought, you are also a patient of White Night Syndrome."

Jiang Wenli's magnetic but slightly hoarse voice came, and he heard a smile from it, and then a slightly soft vine gently touched the back of Li Ming's head, showing the appearance of stroking and soothing the child's head.

"Don't act like that, I know what you're thinking, you're thinking I'm dead in your time, right? It's cruel for me to accept that fact."

"Isn't it?" Li Ming didn't seem to have heard what Jiang Wenli said before, or he didn't have the heart to listen, he raised his head and asked silently in his heart with tears all over his face.

"Of course not, and what I want to tell you is that the disease "White Night Syndrome" existed more than ten years ago or even longer, not only in Japan, but also in many countries. figures of these patients. "

The vine controlled by Jiang Wenli drew a beautiful arc in the air, pointed straight at him, and showed a confident smile, which was a familiar appearance in Li Ming's memory.

"Because of the hospital's regulations on this at the time, I didn't tell you guys. But now that I have learned that you are also one of the patients with White Night Syndrome, you don't know how happy I am."

"is that true."

Li Ming didn't speak, and continued to think about this sentence secretly in his heart, his eyes filled with tears widened and looked at the relative in front of him.

Perhaps it was because the news was so shocking that he couldn't accept it for a while, and his reaction became much slower.

Originally thought that White Night Syndrome was just a product of modern times, at first he and Jiang Wenkan were still discussing the source of this disease and the opportunity for its emergence.

Now that I have said this, did it turn out that there was "White Night Syndrome" decades ago or even tens of thousands of years ago?
Li Ming couldn't believe it, and at the same time, he thought of the conversation he had with Dr. Heimu before——

At that time, he was still incredulous because of Kuroki's claim that he came from the Middle Ages in Europe, and felt that he was fooling himself. Now that he has accumulated such knowledge, so what he said is true? !

There is also the title of "the hospital". From Jiang Wenli's words, it seems that there are such existences all over the world.

In other words, patients with White Night Syndrome in each region go through the treatment process in a hospital in each region. What he is experiencing now is also what patients from all over the world are experiencing. Everyone is the same.

But then again, this ability to create touch-level dreams can also cause so many people to suffer from this disease. Such a huge operating system makes people have to wonder what kind of existence the hospital is.

"Now going back to that blank sheet of paper you just said, that blank sheet of paper is obviously a month or two away."

Jiang Wenli paused, and placed the vine against one of the white papers in Li Ming's hand. There were tiny marks on the corners of the white paper, which could not be seen without careful identification.

This mark is made up of four numbers, so it is easy to think of it as the month and day.

"I have been here for a long time, so I know that there is such a layer of imprint in the corner of these white papers with experimental records. It is the first time you have seen it. It is normal to not know."

"The information that can be obtained from that blank paper is that the experiment went wrong. Dr. Onodera, who was in charge of the western experimental area, died, and the person who wrote the experiment record will leave with all his hard work."

Jiang Wenli's logical analysis reminded Li Ming of his career as a criminal police officer. He remembered that when he was young, he often asked this fierce-looking uncle to tell him about the case.

"And now we have to figure out who is the person who wrote this experimental record. This is actually very simple."

Jiang Wenli flexibly compared the shape of the number 2 with vines, and drew green traces in the air.

"Because as far as I know, there are only two doctors who have the authority to write experimental records, so obviously, if you exclude the dead Onodera, then it is the madman in front of you."

"And judging from the description method in this experimental record, it is different from all the previous records. It is written in the format of a novel or a diary. This requires mentioning the advanced facilities of this laboratory."

"I have seen such a facility before. In a critical situation, if you need to record what is happening now, you can activate the "speech-to-text" function to allow AI to recognize the text and record it. "

Is this the case?
No wonder these words look so awkward, completely lacking the rigor that experimental records should have.

But speaking of it, for people more than ten years ago, the function of speech-to-text conversion is indeed relatively advanced.

　There is also a lot of information in this chapter, and there are some messy descriptions. I don’t know if I can understand it? I should be able to understand it after reading it a few times.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)