Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

Although Youjiang said, "I don't understand why I want my left eye," and she didn't have no left eye from the beginning, I am quite sure that as long as necessary, the eye of the moon will become her left eye again. But, on the other hand, she should be serious about trying to get my left eye. ︾︾ Although she "doesn't understand", she has actually been guided to know how to get this left eye.

"Eat it." You Jiang looked at me and urged: "Eat meat, eat meat, eat it all, eat it in one go, crush the bones, swallow it, squeeze out the blood inside, drink it . "

Seeing that I do n’t have any movements, I said, “Do n’t you eat? Is it because eating meat that looks like a human hand makes you feel uncomfortable? It does n’t matter, I have a better reason.” The greasy smile again Once again emerged from her face, "You who are reluctantly here, only by eating this right hand, can you have more possibilities, don't you want to beat me? Or kill me? Anyway It ’s good, but if you do n’t eat it, it ’s absolutely impossible. ”

Yes, possibility. I also understand the possibility of what You Jiang said. Both my thinking and intuition tell me that it is because I have a left eye that I can eat the right hand and get the power of the right hand. You Jiang made a big bet, not an adventure, but she was confident that she could win the bet. In theory, her idea is uneasy, and it is indeed the only situation where I can be silent in Sitianyuan. Next, hold on to hope.

Even so, I did not eat it.

The Level 4 Mageweave constructed a long knife in my left hand. I waved it and cut off my right palm. Then, in You Jiang ’s surprised and malicious grin, she attached her right palm to her amputated limb—just like Zhen Jiang had dug out my original left eye and placed it on her left eye. from now on. My right hand is also "Jiang".

When I thought about it like this, my left eye began to twitch, as if it had suffered a thousand times of severe pain, as if the optic nerve had its own consciousness and took root in the muscles with its own strength. Spread, this heart-shaped, lingering pain continued to spread downward, around the back of the head, across the cheek, pierced into the neck, came to the shoulder, and then came to the arm, bone. Muscles, blood vessels, nerves, all started to twitch in this painful force. Half of my body was already paralyzed in pain, but the presence of wrists and palms became more and more clear, which spread from the arm. The incoming things are connected to the wrist. The fingers move involuntarily and quickly, and the swing of the reverse joint makes people feel. Is it that the knuckles are broken, or there is no bone at all.

I don't think this is my subconscious behavior. It is hidden in my body and consciousness in such a weird way that I cannot deny its existence. However, I also don't think it is Youjiang. It is definitely not Youjiang who controls the finger movement.

I was still staring at You Jiang in pain. She really showed an amazed expression, but. The emotionless pupil makes people feel that this kind of amazement is just a pretense.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it." She said: "Although I don't understand, I didn't expect such a thing, but you really have a part of me ... No, not so much as a part of me, It is better to say that it is something very similar to me. Is n’t that left eye really my illusion? Although I have heard that Doomsday Truth also has a similar existence to me, no, it should be said that it is the same thing, divided into many This part, and that part here made me. But, Gao Chuan, judging from your information, you should not have touched that thing at all. "

She thoughtfully looked at me who was curling her body because of pain, and asked again: "Although I have already asked and you answered, but I still want to ask again, Gao Chuan, Gao Chuan in front of me, you What is the origin? Maybe you do n’t want to admit it, but, in my opinion, you are more like me than you think of human beings. What do you call me? The ultimate weapon? So, in your eyes, At least 60% is also the ultimate weapon. "

"Do you want to say, am I your kind?" I endured pain because I had suffered similar pains in the past, so I gradually felt that I could adapt. The will to drive the left eye and the right hand is also retreating, returning control to me. I moved my fingers and felt that I finally changed back to myself. I am not subjectively disgusted with the way it is presented to me in this way. Even, just because I know it is "Jiang", therefore, I, who loves "Jiang", will certainly not resist her. However, as an independent instinct, there is obviously a resistance. I sometimes think that it is precisely because of resistance that it is painful and fearful because, in front of its power, such resistance is too small and powerless, like a dying struggle.

"No, of course it is not a homogeneous. Even if there is 60% similarity, it is definitely not a homogeneous in terms of species." You Jiang said: "Moreover, I have no similar, or, in your In the eyes of me, is the final weapon the same as the final weapon? But here, I am indeed an independent individual, not a doppelganger, nor one of many kinds of species. I will have one, one and one. . "

"If that is the case, why do you want my left eye? Why would you be surprised by my situation? Neither me nor the left eye are similar to you and different. Although you mean, this one The left eye, and the final weapon of doomsday truth, plus you, are independent individuals differentiated from the same rooted existence, but for you who do n’t need the same kind or do n’t think they have the same kind, this relationship What is the meaning of cognition? You are a monster, not a human being, neither spiritually nor physically. No matter what, you do n’t need ethnic support, do you? "

"Yeah, why? In fact, I don't understand. I said it before, and I don't know why." You Jiang repeatedly emphasized: "I just wanted to do it, so I did it. As for the deeper reason, I have n’t thought about it or planned to think about it. Just like now, I want to talk and talk, I want to start and start, no, sometimes. I even do these things, I do n’t know if I really want to do them. thing."

"Don't be kidding!" I couldn't help saying: "Are your endoplasms blank? Is it muddled?"

You Jiang let go of her bangs, and there was no fluctuation in her voice. She just said calmly: "Blankness and muddiness are not all based on people's thoughts and behaviors. Are they subjectively established standards? I am not human. So, any The words and meanings used to describe humans are all wrong to me. "

"So, what the **** are you? You are talking in human language now, you are talking in human language that I can understand, then you come and tell me, in a way that human beings can understand!" My left The eye twitched, but it was no longer due to conscious activity, but merely twitched physiologically. The pain has not completely receded, but I have felt that the powerful force is penetrating the left eye and the right hand line by point to restore consciousness to the paralyzed half of the body.

"... I think, you just ignore one point." You Jiang was silent for a long while, and the voice came again into my ears from the universe void that should have been silent, as if it were the only voice left in my world: "You think. When you talk to me, are you talking about people? The voice you heard. Is it human language?"

"I heard ..." I want to say, "Of course we are talking in human language and human way." However, after such a self-confidence, after speaking half a sentence, it disappeared. Trace-or rather. I thought this was taken for granted, but at this moment I suddenly felt that it was not taken for granted.

"Perceived it?" You Jiang said: "There are no humans here, and humans are lost as reference objects. So you don't know your changes, you can observe yourself, but the objects that are compared after the observation are only left. It ’s just me. So, I ask again, Gao Chuan, do you really know what you are and how you are talking to me? I ’m obviously a monster, but in your eyes, it reflects humanity Image, so, did I become a human, or did you become a monster, but still think that there is a human component? "

Speaking of which, her smiling face became gloomy again, sarcastic, and full of maliciousness: "There are only monsters around, obviously admitting that they are monsters, but do not doubt why they can communicate with monsters. It's so funny, you are really Worthy of being a clown, Gao Chuan. "

I don't want to think, but thinking or not thinking is no longer a question I want. The doubts arising from You Jiang ’s words piled up like mountains. Perhaps as she said, I, who lost reference, could still observe my own existence, but I could not be sure what kind of situation I was, but from another From a perspective, just because I can't determine what kind of situation I am, so I'm actually in an intermediate state of "may have become something that is not human, but it may still be human".

Although she probably means: monsters are completely at the two ends of a dividing line with humans, there is no communication and communication, and people can communicate with people, and only monsters can communicate with monsters. However, in my perception, there is no concrete evidence to prove this. After all, my cognition is always limited to my stupidity. The actions I can take and the ideas I can implement are limited to my meager knowledge.

If there is an objective and omniscient third party, maybe I can determine what kind of situation I am. But even if my experience is a story, one, the third observer as the author and the third observer as the reader, is still not omnipotent and omnipotent for this story, because the story also has the limitations of the story Sex, and it is impossible to present all the details on paper, and the author cannot write the story out because he thinks about everything thoroughly, because even the author who seems to be the "creator" has his own cognition. Limitations. Therefore, the author and reader may not be aware of my real situation at this time.

Therefore, the third observer who I am objective and omniscient is only in imagination. Before it appeared and told me, its existence was both universally meaningful and subjectively meaningless.

I should n’t have been thinking about this kind of thing at this time, but my mind is not under control, all at this moment, concentrated in this range, and constantly expanding.

Since I did n’t give up on the defense of walking with consciousness from the beginning, when my thinking expanded within a limited range, I was still fragilely connected with vigilance, so that I could roughly understand that I was actually suffering. It's time to attack.

-This is, thinking locked

I don't want to be in a trance, I want to act, but my thoughts cannot give a clear action instruction. Even, my body becomes heavy, as if I was half a dream, and I woke up struggling to wake up, but I couldn't even move a finger.

What a cruel enemy. Even if I am not sure whether I am talking with You Jiang, "Human words", but in those difficult-to-understand vocabulary, it is possible to pay attention to the hidden meaning in the words, and characterize such behavior as "conversation." That's right. The purpose of this "conversation" was originally not to understand the other party or to understand their own situation, but only to contain the behavior after judging the situation.

However, "talk" affects each other differently.

Obviously, it has a greater impact on me. When the torrent of thinking that I couldn't contain could flow in the same direction, I knew I was going to suffer.

You Jiang disappeared ~ www.readwn.com ~ Because I couldn't focus on her body, I didn't even realize how she disappeared. Fortunately, however, there is a left eye. Under certain circumstances, it is not controlled by my subjective consciousness, as if I have a left eye with self-consciousness. At this time, being activated by the other party's behavior is like a life-saving straw.

In the severe pain of the convulsions, the left eye turned around dizzily, looking to the left and then to the right, not catching up with the disappearing figure, but I realized that You Jiang was in the "not in the left eye's field of vision" "In the range", intuition told me that she was behind.

Intuition, on the occasion of a thousand shots, launched a quick sweep.

My involuntary body was pushed forward by the invisible high-speed passage. If You Jiang is behind me, then she must not be "catching up" with me, so--

As I thought, when she appeared again, she was already right in front of me.

Just like repeating the last time, we face each other, sprinting toward each other exactly along the same line. (To be continued.) U