Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

255 coincidence

We've seen it in the classroom-girl should mean this? There was a vowed expression on her face.

classroom? Which classroom? Or, which school? What time? Where? The list of questions listed by Luo scrolled through my mind with light. The problem is that I have no impression of Ranwen. Is she serious?

"Sorry, can you make it clear?" I put out the cigarette butt, scratched my head, and said to her: "Maybe you have seen me, but I haven't seen you?"

When I say that, my mood is a bit subtle. After all, this is a lovely girl. There was such a girl who secretly paid attention to herself. Although the word "follow" may not be correct, most normal males will imagine it like this and will have a sense of pride. And confidence. On the other hand, at the same time, because of the uncertainty of imagination, you have a feeling of "self-deception".

"Hee hee, think about it more carefully?" The girl shook her index finger and said with full expression: "We are from the same school, um, although I used to give you a little amnesia trick, but just go If you think about it, you can remember it. Otherwise, I will be too sad, classmate Gao Chuan. "

People from the same school? I was a little stunned, and then I dig in my mind all the impressions of the acquaintance. However, because of the work in the student union, there are not many girls I have met, but the girl in front of me is certainly cute, but this kind of cuteness seems a bit popular. Here, a person is ordinary, and can be described as "can't find it in the crowd". Here, it is used to describe the girl's "cute", that is, "all cute girls have the same point." Therefore, it is not possible to determine which of the cute girls from the same school who is vaguely impressed.

"Humph, it's so boring." She said suddenly, her face filled with disappointment.

Although I think I haven't written my thoughts on the face, but the girl staring at this still seems to be seen. Does it really have mind-reading skills, or does it have its own set of methods for psychological analysis? Facing such a person, I clearly felt an invisible pressure. I think it's probably because people's most intimate things are their own thoughts. For me, no, for most people, the perspective thought may be more embarrassing and unbearable than wearing the emperor's new clothes.

I re-excluded the cigarette a bit cramped and lit it, separating the other party's line of sight from the smoke.

"Sakuya and Morino's classmate." The girl said with a bulging mouth.

This prompt broke through the mí fog in the memory like lightning, and a scene clearly popped out of the thousands of memories.

It was a student age like a caged bird. Sakuya was just parasitized by a demon. Morino and Shirai were still born in the world. After the third class, I am used to looking at Sakuya and my eyes when passing by Sakuya ’s class. Morino.

Not to mention Sakuya, Morino was not there.

After standing for a while behind the door, a girl who had met but was not familiar came over.

"Who are you looking for?"

Somewhat awkward.

"What about Morino?"

"She didn't come to Ranwen Fiction Net today, it was probably truant."

"Missing class? Didn't she ask for leave?" I was a little surprised.

"There is no Ranwen Fiction Net." The girl said: "The class teacher is in the big thunder, it seems that there is more than Morino. There are about a dozen people who are absent from school for no reason. Although there are many people who are absent from school, but this time it seems that they are usually Students who are casually absent from school seem unusual? "

"Shouldn't this kind of thing be told to the students?" I asked in surprise, because even the girl knew about the information of this scale, I didn't have a reason for not knowing it.

"It happened to be overheard when I went to the staff office."

"That's secret intelligence?"

"Yeah, if it wasn't Gao Chuan, I would have to pay for it."

"I don't need it? Why?" I asked suspiciously.

"Because I like Gao Chuan." The girls seemed to be talking about ordinary things, and their tone and attitude were too flat relative to the content.

She didn't wait for my reply from Ranwen.com, just like she didn't need it.

This was our first and last talk in school. When I went to her in the afternoon, she had already transferred and left.

Is the other party intentional or a coincidence? I believe it is the former. At that time, I had such a feeling that if she had always been with my school, then she would not have spoken that sentence.

The meeting between us was as if she was waiting there intentionally.

It's incredible, buried at the bottom of the mountain of memory, I thought it had been forgotten long ago, but when it was re-projected in my mind, the emotion at that time, the sunlight of the day, the colors of the grass green and white lime, the fields and corridor The laughter on the campus is full of vitality and fresh smell, the chalk dust flying in the air, the other students in the classroom occasionally glanced at the sight ...

Everything is vivid.

How could it be forgotten?

The girl said that she liked me in that unique tone. It was my first time and was clearly confessed by the girl.

Ah, yes, in retrospect, it seems to be her.

A cute but somewhat popular figure.

her name is?

I do n’t know. When I woke up and wanted to find her, she had already transferred to school. All the information about her, even the information that remained in the memory of teachers and students-her name, appearance, words she said, Everything I did has disappeared like a bubble. Later, people only remember that there was such a transfer student, and even, maybe one day, people would never think of such a transfer student.

Is this her "memory trick"?

Although it can overlap with memory, I still ca n’t be sure, because the girl who once existed in the memory and the girl in front of her are too face-to-face, and they do n’t have the characteristics of burning novels.

"Is it really you?" My throat was tight.

"Yes."

"Really you?"

"Really."

"really?"

"Ahhhhh--" The girl finally looked upset and u1uan turned her head, "How many times do you have to repeat it?"

I'm still a little unsure. In my first impression, the cool girl who quit the school after confessing in a plain tone, feels different from the lively and cute girl in front of her. Of course, because neither she in the past nor this one in this past has too much in-depth knowledge, so the first impression gives a one-sided feeling-I certainly know this, but the mood is Mood, I can't completely overlap the girl in front of me with the girl who confessed to me.

"Sorry." I also don't know the reason for my apology, presumably out of apology for not being able to connect her with her in memory, and the confession after a long time.

The girl stopped and looked at me more meaningfully.

"In short, as a friend of classmates, I will take care of Misaki, so you will be fine." She said to me with a serious face.

"There is another person, too." I lowered my head to her and said sincerely.

"It's called Marceau. She's an important research object. We won't discard it at will. I don't have the qualification for 1 ang fee like Ranwen.com." The girl said seriously: "However, her situation is different from Sakuya after all. , Just in case, I hope you can leave a message for her. "She threw a recorder over and said," I'll say it clearly, whether it's repairing her or getting technology from her, Some experiments are needed, and I hope you can recognize her as an experiment. "

I have been hesitant about this for a long time, but even if it is brought back to the netball, the treatment of the two sides will not be much different. No one knows the changes in Marco's Cocoon for a while, and I don't think Marso can support it until that time.

"I know, I will prove your credibility as a friend." I paused and said, "However, before that I want to ask, do you represent Black Nest or ..."

"No netizen novel can represent Black Nest." The girl interrupted me and said, "It's just that Black Nest can represent us, nothing more."

"That is to say, your actions, including the data hedging space in this area, are you alone?"

"exactly."

"So I'm relieved." I was really relieved.

"Oh?" She looked surprised.

"Because I believe you."

If she represents not the Black Nest, but only herself, all actions are for her own purposes. In this case, everything she said is within the scope of its ability to fulfill.

So, I believe her promise, even if it is not written on paper.

"So, I'm not responsible for the details, so I left first." I said as I stood up, the eyes of others suddenly fell on me, but I didn't need to bother. What I want to do, and what I can do, has been completed.

No ranwen fiction netizen stopped me from leaving. There were so few voices at first, but they soon disappeared. I think that if it were n’t for the girl ’s request, no one would ask me to play. However, I did not regret coming over to meet the girl, and I can even say that it was great to be able to meet.

I put on my coat and took a deep breath of cigarettes. Before leaving, he said to the girl: "You haven't told me, what's your name?"

"Tie color." She stood up and shouted to me: "Remember, my name is tie color."

"Thank you, and I'm really sorry. Tie the colors." I said.

"Also, it must be kept in mind, two weeks ..." She paused and looked at me very seriously. "If you enter the second week, you must come to me."

"Two weeks?" I was stunned. Does the term mean anything? However, since it is her serious emphasis, it must have some meaning. But when I still wanted to ask a question, she had already sat down, and it seemed that she was not prepared to ignore this side.

"God's mysterious guy." I muttered, thinking about the meaning of "Two Weeks", and after paying Misaki, Marceau, and Father Sisen to the person in charge, I only took Zhenjiang out of the third warehouse.

Probably related to the mood. Obviously the weather is not bad, but I feel that the air has become colder again. This kind of feeling always brings my thoughts to the bad. I suppress this kind of thinking and take Zhenjiang's hand for a walk along the embankment.

The sunlight filtered by the morning sun is bright but not dazzling. Looking into the depths of the lake, the layers of fog become thicker. First, it looks like a gauze, and gradually turns into white. Those who ca n’t see the head, even give birth to the idea that they ca n’t even see the heart of the lake, because the mí fog that has spread there has become lead gray. The heavy, as if the storm is coming, and there is a gate leading to the foreign country in the center of the storm.

Eileen, or her son Marseille, or Stern and Stern Jr., once said that looking at the side of the lake, they walked into the legend of King Arthur-there is a man named Ah at the end of the lake. The island of Wallonia, that is the hometown of goblins, the ultimate home of the heroes, an ideal hometown without competition. She, or he, has imagined that world many times, dreaming of reaching that world.

However, there is no such place in reality, the other side of the lake is still the world.

Is Irene disappointed?

Perhaps she always held the dream that day and carried out the Tianmen plan.

Perhaps for her, this data hedge space covering the entire town and lake is the prototype of the dream.

I can hardly imagine how, if it were not for the purest thoughts, how could a person do those things unscrupulously-killing, killing, killing ... ten hundred one thousand, ten thousand do n’t matter, just to create A world that is by no means equivalent to reality.

Anyway, Irene succeeded.

This area has mutated, and the other side of the lake is no longer a real city. I know clearly that as long as I leave a pier and drive all the way to the depths of the lake, I will enter a wonderful temporary data hedging space. When time passes by one minute and one second, in a not-too-distant future, the three temporary data hedging spaces covering the town and the lake will eventually be solid and connected.

That is a new world.

"What an incredible thing." I said to Zhenjiang in exasperation: "I have never thought of Ranwen Fiction Net. I can witness this miracle with my own eyes."

Even for this miracle, too much was sacrificed.

Soon, a shadow appeared in the thick fog of the lake, followed by two more. The shadow came from the center of the lake and gradually became clear. It ’s a ship. The ship from Black Nest is ready to welcome new residents.

When I looked back, the third warehouse began to continue. Some people came out, and they were scattered in other warehouses and tent groups, announcing the arrival of the rescue team. Soon, people gathered where the helpless and gloomy atmosphere seemed to be melted by the sun, and they soon cheered. Immediately afterwards, people began to prepare for the transfer. In fact, they do n’t have to carry too many things, and they do n’t have too many things to bring, but they just rummage around, picking up one thing, throwing it down, and picking up another one, it seems they want to go With his body, it seems that if he doesn't do such a thing, he can't settle down.

I decided to return to the warehouse that was converted into a medical research institution. Before leaving, I want to reconfirm Greya ’s condition, that poor woman, and I brought her back alive, but it may not be a good thing for her. According to Dr. Nord's theory, once the Sayya virus enters the fifth cycle, it will completely lose its ability to communicate with humans, even if Grea knows that there is no flaming novel monster around him, but he has been unable to flow for a long time. It is difficult to believe that she can maintain her mental state when the feelings are very bad.

She will eventually attack the people around her and die mad. Dr. Nord said that they have obtained quite a lot of data, and it is not necessary to keep her for observation. He recommended that I perform euthanasia on Greia while still keeping the slightest person, saying that this might be her best option.

However, I didn't make a decision immediately, and Grea couldn't decide. No, I know clearly that she will not make choices, but puts the choice in my hands.

Today, time is running out.

People in the medical warehouse also began to prepare for the transfer. They reorganized the warehouse, leaving everything that the patient could use, and only taking the necessary equipment and all the experimental data for the study. Most patients cannot be taken away. So far, including Black Nest, there is no clear way to cure them. People who have caught the virus will go crazy in a short period of time and attack the people around them. When they are awake, they may temporarily restore their senses like Grea, but the fifth cycle of the virus will be a controllable end point. .

The doctors did not give any data on the change of the fifth cycle of Saya virus in Ranwen.com, because there is still no case of Ranwen.net in the fifth cycle. They estimate that the first case will be born in half an hour-that is, from now After ten minutes. However, even if the fifth cycle is only theoretically determined, most people here cannot take this risk.

All armed members began to act, first to strengthen the line of defense, and secondly to score points to maintain order. A team was sent to the medical warehouse to urge the doctors to leave quickly, and they will be the first people on board. However, some doctors are still observing and recording virus data minute by minute. The closer to the point of cycle variation, the richer their harvest.

And when I first came in, I felt the martial arts. The Holy King made the sacred king and killed the God Seal of the Throne at night. Martial Universe will kill the God of the Immortal Throne in the night to seek the Demon Ao Chongtian's strongest abandonment of the young Da Zhou dynasty www.readwn.com ~ Although the patients are still groaning, wailing, mad, struggling, the endless stream of people brings more lively popularity and voice, and the relatives of the patients are persuaded to leave, carrying cartons, wooden boxes and containers Strong man passed by.

The sterile surgical tent I have seen has been removed, but the tent that Dr. Nord reports for us is full of people. I hung the ID card, and when I entered, I saw that the magician and Locke were busy reading a copy of the document, and then sorted it into a cardboard box beside me.

Dr. Nord looked over and over for a while holding a piece of material, and seemed to be thinking about something.

"Hey, you guys seem to have too little avatar?" I said hello, and they hurriedly raised their heads, glanced at me and continued the things at hand.

"If you don't help, you won't be entertained." Locke said.

I shrugged and turned to Dr. Nord and said, "I want to see Greia."