Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

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The sound of battle is like auditory hallucination. When I tried to listen, it seemed that nothing had happened. Shuyou Zheng_Li * mention ~ Zhenjiang is like a curious child, walking around and giving out cheerful laughter, but in this gloomy room, I ca n’t think of anything pleasant. Things come. She ran around and stretched her hands to touch the air that was clearly empty, as if there was something in the room that the naked eye could not see.

I picked up the box that had been sealed with monsters and fell to the ground. Suddenly I felt that the movement behind me disappeared. I quickly turned my head to look around and found out that Zhen Jiang was no longer in the room.

"A Jiang, A Jiang" I was a little anxious, and quickly threw the box aside, looking out.

This temporary hedging space is completely different from the temporary hedging space in the tomb area, and perhaps even the spells in the tomb area cannot be used here. This is a world dominated by Irene, and only the suspected Prophet boy Sauron has the ability to compete with it. Although it is not clear what happened to Erin and her husband Munch when they made this world, it can be inferred from the contest over the past few years that Sauron must have stolen the world by some unique method. Partial control authority.

In this nightmare-like world, no sense of touch, hearing, or other senses, even physiology, has any illusory feelings. However, it is still impossible to rule out the possibility that it is purely a spiritual world. According to the characteristics of the "God particle", it is likely that all existing objects have been transformed into spiritual existence. All creatures present here, including human beings, do not have real, but a kind of direct The spiritual existence that feels the information of the surrounding mental state.

This existence does not completely import my personality, memory and other information stored in the brain, so it leads to a slightly different form from reality. This incomplete conscious existence is also known as the "body of thought". From the perspective of the existence and control of the missing body, this temporary data hedge space with only one mental hospital may be the product of a complete "Tianmen Project".

The other two temporary data hedging spaces were formed, probably because the original Tianmen plan was too tightly controlled for power, so a slightly loosely targeted restriction was formulated based on the needs of future generations. In my inference, the temporary data hedging space of the lakeside dock area and the tomb area performed an incomplete "Tianmen Plan." Perhaps, loose power control will also reduce the resources required for manufacturing, which is also one of the original intentions of this incomplete "Tianmen Project".

The temporary data hedge space in the tomb area allows the existence of spells, but does not allow the use of Mageweave power. This may be because the secret organization that belongs to the Mar Jones family cannot treat the Mageweave messenger as the backbone, and thus the wizards Kind of occupation.

The temporary data hedge space in the dockside area of ​​the lake is occupied by the people of the Black Nest. They allow the use of the power of Mageweave under certain equipment. Although it is not clear whether there is a spell, it does control the power of Mageweave.

At the same time, the temporary data hedging space in the two regions was manufactured after the temporary data hedging space in the mountaintop area was completed, and the builders had certain similarities in demand, resulting in a certain commonality in the final structure, thus forming It has a very good interaction-it is easier to communicate with each other, and there is also coexistence and flexibility in the limitation of power.

However, the two temporary data hedging spaces formed by these two incomplete Tianmen plans have a considerable gap with the complete mountaintop temporary data hedging space, which can be inferred from the difficulty of using the "gate".

In the world of Irene ’s nightmare, there is no fog created by “God Particles” because the characteristics of these particles have been completely cured. Therefore, the power of reality cannot be brought in, and even the power allowed by the other two temporary data hedge spaces cannot exist.

Zhenjiang does not have a literary novelist, and because of serious mental illness, the "missing body" produced here may only extract a small part of the information of the body, resulting in a substantial weakening of power. This is something I hadn't expected before. I don't think she is stronger than me now. Running around alone in this world where I don't know what will happen is too dangerous.

When I rushed out of the door of the operating room, I found that Zhenjiang had been walking along the corridor, as if attracted by something.

"A Jiang"

She deafened her ears and walked on slowly, as if she was possessed by something unclean.

I caught up and took her hand, she looked back at me, and I was startled by the blank eyes. When she was at a loss, her eyes gradually cleared up. What happened to Zhenjiang? I am very worried, although according to my speculation, the woman in front of her is not complete, just like me at this time, just a "thinking body" with partial information about the individual.

However, I do not have 100% evidence to prove the correctness of my inference, so it is only when an unusual movement occurs in Zhenjiang that this kind of anxiety and sadness occurs.

"You are not right, A Jiang." I said bluntly.

"Because I am a mental patient." Zhen Jiang smiled heartily. She seemed to see my uneasiness, so she held my face with both hands. "Don't be afraid, Achuan, nobody will hurt you."

I don't know whether she really realized that she was abnormal, or whether she thought she was normal because of the abnormality.

"Don't leave me." I can only answer her, holding her hand tightly.

"Well, I'm so happy ..." She said that, her eyes suddenly settled behind me, the smile on her face converged, and she was replaced by innocent doubts.

I turned my head subconsciously, and I thought that Zhenjiang had another illusion, but found that there was really a white body standing less than one meter away from me. When I realized the existence of this little man, I just saw the top of the head with beautiful long hair. I was taken aback by the little guy who appeared beside me silently and could not help but take a few steps backwards.

It was the girl who suspected that Irene missed her body. She wore a gown-style patient gown and long brown hair spread over her shoulders, covering most of her face. When she raised her head, her long hair covering her face slipped aside, revealing the tender features. Although the current appearance is not quite the same as the Irene in the photo, the middle-aged Aileen is full of dignified lady temperament, but purely from the appearance, it is not a particularly beautiful woman. But the girl in front of her can clearly see the beautiful embryo, full of innocence.

However, innocence does not mean "truth, goodness and beauty", but it is even more terrifying.

She appeared in the corridor quietly, holding the ear of a huge rabbit puppet in her hand. This rabbit puppet, almost as big as her, dragged the ground like a corpse. The lips of the rabbit were sewn with dense thread, and the smile was pleasant and strange, but one of the button-shaped eyes was loosened, and the needle thread was suspended in the air, as if it was dug out cruelly.

The velvet of its fat body could no longer see the original color, as if it had just been picked up from the sewer or garbage dump, wet, with red and black mottled everywhere, and it looked very dirty. Dragging on this hallway covered with blood, it is reminiscent of something disgusting.

"Hey, we meet again." She said briskly, as if they had met a few times before, they had already become acquainted, so they were no longer full of resistance and did not turn around and ran away. However, after so many things, I can no longer treat her as one of the victims of this nightmare world.

"Are you ... Eileen?" I asked hesitantly, trying not to show my inner alertness on my face.

"I'm not Irene." The girl replied without hesitation, no expression, eyes or tone of any deceptive smell of literary novels, she looks like a child who does not yet know the deception.

"then who are you?"

"I am you."

"This answer is not interesting at all." I think I was being tricked.

"Who are you?" She stared straight at me, without any fear of burning the novel.

"Report your name before asking others. It's polite. Do you know what politeness is?" I said to her deliberately by treating her children.

"Hee hee, I won't tell you, you guess again?" She replied indifferently, cracking her mouth and laughing, showing her white teeth.

"... Sorry, I don't have time to play games with you." I pulled Zhenjiang and walked away. Then I heard the girl suddenly say: "I know where you are looking for."

I do n’t know if she is naive, but I have actually seen through my tricks. Whether she is Eileen or not, there are any attempts to appear before me. One thing is for sure. She is more familiar with the world than me. Maybe she was telling the truth, but she must appear here with a purpose, just like the previous few times, she took me to the room where the monster was sealed-that should not be her own misunderstanding and illusion. Therefore, it may be the same this time. But I cannot remain indifferent to this sentence.

I turned around and looked at her quietly.

"Come, I'll take you to find her." The girl reached out to me.

"Who is she referring to?" I stood standing and asked, the distance between myself and her had been increased by three meters, giving me a little sense of security.

"The person you are looking for." The girl only replied in this way, but the answer is too vague and makes people doubtful.

"Who do you think I am looking for?" I tried to be refreshed, but she always went around and forced me to stay with me.

This time, the girl stopped talking. It just showed a hearty and pure smile, quietly maintaining the posture of reaching out. I once again feel the martial arts. The Holy King made the sacred king to kill the gods and seals the throne at night. Move the heaven and earth to kill the gods and seals of the throne in the night to seek the devil Ao Nine Chongtian strongest to abandon the young Da Zhou dynasty to make the gods to kill the gods and seals the throne of the gods to be the strongest abandon the Shao Da Zhou royal family to make gods The right was thrown to me, and it was done just right. Selection is always difficult, and I do n’t know if I should hold that hand.

What happens if you turn around and leave? Although such thoughts were tempting, I finally stepped forward. It seems that at the beginning, there was no choice for Ranwen.com, because I was not sure that she could find Marceau without her help. If the voices of Marceau and others had been heard before, there was no way to judge where they were. Moreover, although this psychiatric hospital does not seem to be big, it is only the surface, it is not a reality here, there will always be some unreasonable places.

If this girl is really Irene.

If she can indeed control the world to some extent.

Either way, it ’s bigger than I can find people who do n’t know where to hide. The choice she gave could not be a choice at all. No matter what her purpose is, I can't refuse. Although I think that she appeared in front of me just to let me go to those people.

Maybe her real purpose can only be expanded after I find those people. She knows where the people who are still living in this world are, but she can't get close, so she needs a guide-this is a speculation I made after careful consideration.

Although the girl said that she was not Irene, she couldn't believe her that way. It's very possible to bring her by the side and lead the wolf into the flock, but even if I refuse, she will follow her, and even if it is true, I can't refuse.

My purpose is only Marceau, the others have no relationship with me, and they are probably all enemies. Even if there are other innocent civilians who come to this world besides the soldiers of Truth of Doom, I do n’t have the power to burn all the novels.

Although my instinct makes me think there is any conspiracy, but I can't think of the benefits of rejection from rational thinking, so I just hesitated for a long while and took the girl's hand.

The girl's hand is slippery, neither wet nor dry, warm and soft to the touch, it makes people feel that it is not the skin that comes into contact.

I couldn't help but think that maybe she didn't deceive me, but she didn't answer directly. Of course, she is not Irene, because Irene is already dead, and even if she is alive, she should be a middle-aged woman. The girl in front of me is just the body of thought formed by some of Irene ’s consciousness.

Maybe she said that.

The girl looked cheerful, gave a string of silver bells of laughter, and suddenly ran forward across my body, making me stagger and recover from my thoughts. She was pulling me, and I was pulling Zhenjiang. The three of them were running in the dark corridor. Although there were footsteps and shadows, they seemed lonely and empty, just like playing hide-and-seek games with ghosts. I heard that there was an echo behind me, and I chased in front of me, as if there were some people in front of me that were invisible to me rushing past me, and there was a weird feeling in my heart that could not be said.

We passed by the toilet, and the girl stopped. There is a strange graffiti on the door of a compartment in this toilet. From the past experience, there should be some monsters sealed, but I have not really seen that monster. Before I came to this space last time, the seal did not unravel. However, although Marceau was guarding the seal, she was a person after all, unable to determine whether the seal would be opened by a newcomer.

How many monsters exist in this world? At night, the flame on the bell tower of the hilltop apartment will eventually ignite twelve. I used to think that it represented the number of monsters. When all the monsters are released, it means the completion of the Tianmen project. But now I am not so sure.

Relying on the survivors ’narratives of that year and the few materials retrieved from the archives, the formality of the“ Tianmen Project ”can only be glimpsed. The summary of the "Tianmen Plan", which is sealed in the government's archives, is nothing more than a cover. The real plan is extremely complicated and huge.

Only one thing can be sure, when the fire on the clock tower is fully lit, it means the completion of the "Tianmen Project". After the completion of this plan, the current temporary data hedge space will be completely unknown to others. All previous judgments were based on speculations from intelligence at the time. With the increase of intelligence, speculation became speculation, and in the end even the result of the speculation became blurred.

The existence of this small town, the changes that have taken place in this small town, and the reaction of the outside world to the changes in the small town are all in a complex chain, which makes people unable to see the whole picture.

Perhaps, it was correct to do according to the tasks initially given by the Security Bureau. We went too deep, so we fell into the current situation. It was as if the original intention was to observe the huge vortex, but because they were too close, their situation was also precarious. From the beginning, the Security Bureau did not think we could do much.

This town has long fallen into the depths of the vortex, and everyone who wants to pull it will be swallowed together. I could not rescue the crisis in this town. I realized this ~ www.readwn.com ~ Now I just want to fulfill my initial promise to save Marceau from this temporary data hedge space, although she has no hope of her own.

The girl ran fast, obviously a child, but I almost couldn't keep up. The surrounding scenery swept back quickly, and I wanted to remember where I passed, but I looked back and saw only the strange corridor. The walls seemed to be curved, and the corridor seemed to be laid on the surface of a sphere, with an incredible arc.

Just like in a dream, we traversed a distance that absolutely exceeded the inner range of the mental hospital at this speed. Turning constantly in the corridor, it feels like running a few times around the same corridor. Have you ever encountered the same scenery in the Ranwen Novel Net? I ca n’t remember it. The same dim light, the same monotonous wall, the same blood stains dragging on the ground, even making people feel that they are just running in place Move in general.

When the girl stopped, I was gasping for breath, but the girl and Zhenjiang didn't have anything at all. However, Zhenjiang still gave the same laugh as the girl, like playing a pleasant game.

Standing in front of me, on the gate at the end of the corridor, the words "morgue" lit up a strikingly cold red light.

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