Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

253 volts (I have no tj, really)

Greya will eventually become a monster-I have to accept this reality, and every time her hoarse and barbarous howl makes me feel worried. The doctors here do n’t mind me staying to observe the change of the virus into the fifth cycle. However, everything here, dull air, strong face smile, and any stolen language that does n’t have any emotions in Ranwen.com. People can't bear it anymore.

I feel that something invisible is blocked in my trachea, preventing me from breathing. I don't want the emotion in my heart to flow on my face, but the stiff cheeks are so stiff that they hurt. "I'm going out first." I whispered to Dr. Nord, Sergeant Engels and Captain Jung. Before they responded, I hurriedly opened the curtain of the tent and quickly walked out of the warehouse door. I thought of myself 'S face must be terrible, and even the other people she met along the way gave way for the first time.

The air outside the warehouse is also not refreshing, full of blood odors from the other end of the defense line, a large number of corpses are congested in the town and cannot be cleaned up, as the sun rises, the decay begins to increase, but more cruelly As the next cycle of viruses arrives, they will become more terrible enemies.

These corpses used to be relatives and friends of the survivors here. Now, when the living people look at the scene on that side, what kind of feelings do they hold in their hearts, I can't imagine. Although there is no lack of descriptions of disasters in human history, I feel that those vocabulary and sentences that have become huahua are now empty and incapable of depicting emotions that are more complicated than sadness and pain.

Can't help the sick.

Unable to soothe the wounds in my heart.

There is also no safe and warm island for rest.

It is even more impossible to leave this hometown where a sudden change happened overnight.

What can we do now? Where can I go? Survivors are at a loss for the future. The pier is nothing more than an island surrounded by danger, and the last struggle of the stubborn resistance. The mist of Shen Hao diffused in the distant lake and the mountain top, like a gray and unknown curtain, to completely cover up and engulf everything born here.

I took Zhenjiang, who was in a state of irritability and pathology, far away from the tent of the survivors, and came to a cold corner. The steel pipes piled up were separated by five or six meters. I do n’t know how many years have passed. The surface seems to be yellow. Rusty. The wind blew from the lake, my mind seemed to be lumpy, and it seemed that there was nothing in the novel, just like the silk Ling 1uan, then suddenly wanted to smoke, but there was only an empty dangdang cigarette case, I was squeezed into a ball, shouted and threw it forward.

Zhen Jiang squatted on the ground and drew graffiti like a child on the ground with her fingers. Even I couldn't understand what she was thinking in this state. She is a mental patient, I am not. I have asked Zhenjiang to return to normal, but she does not remember these things she has done. Maybe her performance at this time is an immature personality, or a subconscious behavior produced by multiple personality under the influence of each other. I once imagined that her pathological behavior may be some kind of mysterious suggestion, but that is only fantasy.

I walked over and grabbed her shoulders from behind to see the graffiti. It was a circle of spirals, positive and negative, partly merged together, and became complicated, as if it were a Wanhua tube, looking from a different angle became another image. It is because it seems to have certain rules, so I always speculate along the side of logical ideals, but I just want to bury my head in her neck.

I told myself how different I am. Contrary to the bewilderment of other survivors, I know what I can and will do. There is an obvious road in front of me, but looking at this road at this time, there is suddenly a lonely lonely and spiral graffiti-like complex and complex emotion with the coolness of the lake wind deep into the skin and blood vessels. I don't know whether this is the illusion that the emotions deposited here and now resonate with each other, or it is a melancholy from the potential instinct to the future.

Zhen Jiang suddenly stopped the graffiti movement and backhanded the top of my head. I thought she was back to normal, but when she lifted her head, she was still nagging and whispering, speaking words that no one could understand except herself.

The sound rang. The door of the warehouse serving as the temporary hospital was pushed open from inside. Engels, Jung and Mr. Xu and other people continued to walk out. They talked at the door for a while, shook hands with each other, and the others returned to the warehouse. , Only Engels and Jung were left. Jung saw me and Zhenjiang at a glance, waving at us.

I pulled Zhenjiang and took the cocoon of Marceau and the mummy of Father Sissen to the two of them.

"How about Locke and the magician?" I asked.

"They stay here." Jung explained in his calm tone, his eyes focused on the cocoon of Marceau and the mummy of the priest, paused for two or three seconds, and said to me: "The air here is really nauseating Come on, tell me what happened in the end, some things also need your opinion. However, in any case, I think our options are not many. "

Engels just looked away silently, and the expressionless face looked hazy and vicissitudes.

We enter another warehouse that serves as a base camp. All formal and informal institutions are located here. There are only a handful of people who originally hold political jobs. Most of the staff, including members of the order maintenance and defense operations They are all collected temporarily. Everyone who could shoot was summoned. Locke explained the situation at the time. At the beginning, almost no one responded. The disaster came too suddenly and violently. Everyone was shocked, but they just ran away as others shouted. Moving, pushing and shoving. It was only after a period of rest in the dock area that someone continued to recover. Many of them also have a daze in the eyes, but at least there is a fighting spirit in the face of the situation. It is a pity that the firearms and supplies are not sufficient, so it is impossible to achieve that everyone has a gun. It is not because the front-line combat power is mostly just the distribution of sticks and other utensils.

"The police arsenal has long been opened, but when the disaster exploded, people even lost a lot of guns. You know, those who died were those of us who rushed to the front line. There was no writing when we retreated. Fiction Network will pick it up. There are some gun shops in the town. We also organized some people to go back some time ago, but none of the pathfinders came back. You also heard from Dr. Nord that the virus will change after a while. Maybe we do n’t have the opportunity to burn the novel, and with the previous example, no one dares to go back now. "Sergeant Engels squeezed his nose in a headache.

I know how bad the situation is now. There are more or less comforting words, but Engels is not someone who needs empty mouths to comfort. I know what he is expecting. But I will not make any promises until I discuss with Jung.

Faced with my silence, Engels angrily and frustratedly pulled the neckline, said "I'll decide to come to me again", and left in the other direction.

We watched Engels sullenly turn into a row of containers, and then came to another area that was also separated by the container. This is obviously an office area specially set up for our "Intelligence Commissioner". Of course, the air conditioner does not have anything. It only has a long table with paint, a few chairs, wires hanging from the light bulbs, and it glows dimly. The people staying here couldn't even make up a chair for everyone. Shepherd dog and Pan sat directly on a one-meter container. Only Bach was lying on the table alone, staring at a laptop computer and looking straight.

When we walked in, the atmosphere froze in an instant. When I look at everyone, even those who are facing away from me start to realize the changes in the air. When they turn around, I can clearly see every change in their expressions—shepherd dog, Bach, Pan, Dorothy, Alice-these familiar faces made my heart instantly filled with some warm emotions.

I have a thousand words to say, I have thought about what to say, but those words are jammed in my throat, and none of them can come out, so that I just said "Hi!" Lifted the glasses frame.

"Welcome back!" Alice threw herself up and hugged me enthusiastically. Her impulsiveness was so great that I almost stumbled backwards. While she patted my back hard, other people also surrounded her with joy, and only Jung walked quietly to the table, observing the images and data on the laptop.

"This beautiful woman on the Taobao Tmall Taobao Mall Taobao.com women's winter coat m is ..." Bach hesitated when he looked at Zhenjiang.

"Bt?" Pan took the call, also with some suspicious expression. Shepherd, Bach and Pan did not enter the temporary data hedging space, so the change to Zhenjiang was only heard from Jung and others.

"It looks like two people. Is it really bt?" The shepherd shrugged and wanted to pat Zhen Jiang's shoulder, but Zhen Jiang shrank suddenly behind my back, as if afraid of having children, making the sheep's face Somewhat awkward. He coughed and looked at Bach.

"I heard Jung said, but it was really ..." Pan's eyes crossed my shoulders and his face said "unbelievable." "Don't she recognize us? What happened? Crow."

"I'm sick." I don't know how to explain it. "Her situation is a little complicated, and there are some problems here." I said, pointing to my head, "In short, she will recover by herself, regardless of her . "

Pan shook his head: "It's not like what the fiance should say."

Bach and the shepherd laughed ridiculously.

"Okay, how about other people?" I quickly digressed and looked at Dorothy.

Except for the moment at the beginning, Dorothy's face has always been too serious. This expression makes me a little nervous. My eyes crossed her side and found the figure I cared about very much. The masked girl lay motionless on a simple wooden board.

"Aye ..." My mouth moved, and I realized that something bad had happened. "What happened to Sakuya?"

The air calmed down in a moment, and the others' faces were a little dull.

"Allergy symptoms." Dorothy's voice was particularly cold.

"It's because of the face mask." At this point, Jung finally returned his gaze from the laptop and took Dorothy's words: "We all ignored a fact. In the temporary data hedging space, the wizards We have incredible power, but we have never seen them live in reality. Of course, this does not prove that such a wizard must not survive in reality, but after Misaki returns, his body does appear. Rejection of the real environment. "

I want to say something, such as "You are kidding", but they are definitely not kidding, so I can't say anything. The joy of meeting at first dang disappeared, and another ups and downs of emotion tightly held my heart. What a joke!

Wear a mask to gain the power of a wizard-this was Misaki's decision, but when she made this decision, did she ever think about the situation now? If I could realize the risk of "the sorcerer might not be able to survive in the real environment", will Misaki's decision change?

There are so many possibilities that make me feel like a heart, but I also know that this kind of thinking cannot change reality.

"How long has she fainted?" I asked.

"One moment. At first, it was just a little tired from the body, and then allergic symptoms occurred, followed by 66 intermittent dizziness." Junger paused and said, "Let the doctor check it. The mask is really impossible at present. After taking off, the cause of the allergy cannot be known in a short time. However, some changes in her body have some similarities with the changes in the body of the virus patient. Doctors suspect that the cause of these changes is A variant of the same parent may be 60%. "

"This is not impossible. The virus was released by the Mar Jones family, and the wizard was also made by the Mar Jones family. Perhaps the virus is just a by-product of a failure in the Tianmen project." Bach said, "If you see The wizard is also part of the Tianmen Project itself ... "

I slowly sat down on a chair with my hands u face, trying to get rid of my current weakness and depression, and make my thinking calm and clear.

"Is there any danger to life?"

"It may be very big," Bach said quickly. "But even if we can bring her back to the temporary data hedging space, the situation may be even worse. We don't have any advantage there."

"Although something unexpected, but in general, there is no great impact on the next plan." Jung suddenly said: "I decided to send Sakuya to the temporary data hedging space in the dock area. . "

"What?" Bach and Pan Qi exclaimed, and the shepherd dog stunned.

"This is us ..." Jung looked around the crowd, and then looked down at no one else. "Everyone, including this team and all the survivors in the town, is the only escape route." Jung said, looking at me : "Crow, what do you think?"

"It's exactly what I want." I resolutely replied.

"We need chips." Jung's eyes fell on the priest mummy.

"Of course, we must talk to Black Nest. After all, we are not enemies with direct conflict." I said.

I briefly describe my encounter with Zhenjiang after the separation from Jung, the battle and speculation of the temporary data hedge space in the tumor area and the hilltop area. Regardless of Father Xisen, the cocoon formed by Marceau, it would be better if he could bring the netball back, but the current situation does not allow us to do so. Father Sisen is a Black Nest man. Although there was a dispute, we are not direct enemies. This is Black Nest ... or rather, the group of people belonging to Black Nest who currently occupy the temporary data hedge space in the dock area. Attitude.

Moreover, some of these people even have close relationships with "friends".

Black Nest ’s actions in this town are infrequent. They seem to have already agreed with the Mar Jones family and the Doomsday Truth Church. They have been prepared for a long time, and they are not eager to hedge other temporary data space. Not so much that these people act in the name of Black Nest, but in my intuition, they are more like independent actors. This feeling may be because the actual binding force between the members of the Black Nest is not as strong as the cyber ball and the doomsday truth. It is said that the Black Nest itself is more of a lone traveler and an organization other than the "Administration" organization. Various relatively independent teams.

If this is the case, the "black nest" that occupies a space for temporary data hedge in the dock area should be extremely lacking in manpower. One of them has been killed by Dorothy, and Father Sissen, who has relative experience and knowledge, should also occupy a very important, even indispensable position. In this way, we do not lack easy chips ~ www.readwn.com ~ Give them to Marceau and Misaki, if possible, let the survivors enter the temporary data hedging space. I understand that Xi Sen, if it is his team, can get some trust. Jung said quietly, “I believe that there must be channels for communicating temporary data hedge space and real space over there, and borrowing their equipment and channels, we can leave this town directly. "

"Leave with other survivors?" Pan netbsp; "I don't think they will let others leave." Shepherd said calmly: "However, asking for life with them is not necessarily a bad thing, don't forget, we take the virus No problem, once you leave the town, let's not say that we are people, other people will immediately develop lesions. If it is in the temporary data hedging space, those who are in the black nest may have a way. They are better prepared than us, and have prophets , Maybe the current situation is within their expectations. "

"I also have such considerations, maybe I will receive news from them soon." I said.

As soon as the words fell, Engels suddenly came out of the container.

"A guest has indicated that he wants to see you." His expression was a little surprised. "They said that there is a way to solve our current dilemma."