Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

284 Intermission Death (Eighteen) 4D Chapter

Previous summary: On one night, I saw a girl with a vague face after taking medicine. After getting rid of the night guards and monsters, the phantom of the girl's pursuit came to a camphor wood belt.

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As I drilled into the woodland, the further I went, the denser the trees and the camphor trees began to become denser. The night light became dim in the layered canopy. This night, there was no moon in the novel, and even the stars seemed to feel the martial arts. The Holy King made the sacred king, and the night killed the god, the Indian throne. The Zhou Clan will kill the God Seal of the Throne in the night and ask the Devil Ao Ninth Heaven to abandon the youngest. The throne of the Indian throne seeks the best from the Nine Heavens to abandon the royal family of Shao Da Zhou to hide in the haze in the forest. The night dew is deep, the feeling of being wet and cold climbs along the spine like a viper. The damp smell not only contains mud and wood leaves, but also confuses the strange smell of what is not known. .

I started to feel a little nervous, not only because of the difficulty of walking at night, but the series of strange things I had born before made me doubt whether my spirit really went wrong. Who is that girl? Who is the middle-aged man chasing the girl? Where did those corpse dogs and candle-like monsters come from? As I thought, I turned on the flashlight and searched. The light was completely swallowed by the deep night ten meters away. The darkness was like a floating mist.

There are many problems that cannot be understood, but the title "illusion" can explain all the problems. Although I do n’t want to accept that this is the real world, I am a mental patient, and the doomsday world where I was before is just a dream, but the more I think, the more I cannot escape this statement.

Am I really a mental patient? Am I really the boy "Gaochuan" among these populations? Perhaps the reason that really prevents me from acknowledging this statement now is that I ca n’t feel the martial arts, the Holy King, the holy king, the night king, the God Seal, the throne, and the night. Ao Shijiu Zhongtian is the strongest to abandon the Shaozhou Zhou Royal Martial Universe Qiankun will kill the God of the Immortal Throne in the night to seek the magic The Dazhou royal family went to the "Gaochuan" for everything. Perhaps this body is the mentally ill boy "Gao Chuan", but now it is a soul from the end of the world that occupies this body.

Except for the body, I have not inherited any personality traits of the sad and psychic boy "Gao Chuan". No, maybe there are remnants of memory buried in this brain, as well as this pathological reaction, and the girls with the same name, these are the reasons that cause my hallucinations.

What happened to the original "Gaochuan"? When this problem came to my mind, a kind of grief that didn't have the root of the literary novel network could not help but emerge. This kind of sorrow seems to be hidden in every cell of this body, washing my soul like a sea wave, so that tears can't overflow from the tear glands uncontrollably.

——Dead and disappeared.

-It's so painful.

——So sad.

-Unable to complete the will.

-It is precisely because there is hope left in the past pains that we hate our destiny so much.

The deeper into the darkness in the forest, the more the complex emotions deep in this body rush out. There seemed to be a silent call in front of me that attracted this body, so that even if I stumbled in a wheelchair, I couldn't stop.

I do n’t know where I came, the particles of light quietly disappeared around me, as if everywhere is the same. When I suddenly woke up from the complex emotions and strong calls, I have stopped at Surrounded by large camphor wood.

As I looked around hesitantly, the beating of my heart became involuntarily fierce, as if it were ringing directly in my ears, and even my breathing began to become heavy. I know that there must be something here. Maybe I have come to the place depicted in the weird oil painting, but in this place, I can't tell whether it is similar to the panorama in the painting.

I didn't find the cemetery hinted in the oil paintings by Ranwen.com. It looks no different from ordinary woodland. There are no tombstones, no raised earthen bags, or phosphorus fire floats. Only the roots of the vigorous trees not far away are exposed on the ground, and there is a large rock.

I had to steer the wheelchair towards the rock.

There is a person tall on the rock, and even if I can stand up, it takes a little effort to climb up. I relied on the rock to look back at where I was standing, and the monster seemed to jump out at any time in the misty darkness. I have grasped my weapon tightly and touched the mechanism on the wheelchair armrest with my finger to prevent being attacked. I have not forgotten the monsters that were encountered during the last grave search adventure. Even if the preparations made this time are more adequate than the last time, you can only run away if you encounter that amount.

I do n’t know how long the darkness is staring there, maybe it ’s because of the strange and disturbing darkness and silence that blurs the passage of time, or maybe it ’s because I accidentally lost my mind, but when my consciousness started to reply At that time, there were heavy and dense breathing sounds in the darkness, the footsteps of stomping on the fallen branches and the leaves, and the frictional sounds of rushing out of the bushes, all of which indicated that someone was coming here.

I did n’t evade it. No, it should be said that my body is completely unable to move, as if my will is blocked in the nerves of the brain and cannot be transmitted to the part below the neck. I did n’t panic about Ranwen Fiction. Anyway, I ’ve experienced enough strange things. It ’s better to look at who is going to escape in this dark woodland than to drill without thinking.

I even guessed that everything that is born in front of me now is also the remnant of this body, the former "Gaochuan". Thinking this way, I feel that I can't move my body when I was in a nightmare, but I can detect in the clues that I am dreaming.

The dwarf figure emerged from the shading in front, and then tripped over the roots of the ground, and climbed up in a panic, staggering and continuing to rush. There was also a footstep behind this person, from which he could tell that the chasing person was quick but not panicking. The figure running away from the front once again fell in the position where I was standing, and when I got up again, I was able to distinguish her identity.

It was the girl I chased before.

Needless to say, the person who came behind her was the middle-aged man who was vaguely looking but gave me a familiar feeling. He tore through the front and burst out of the front, almost catching the girl.

The "No" girl screamed. She was terrified, and she fell before seeing her feet. It must have been impossible to escape the clutches of middle-aged men.

I do n’t know what the relationship between these two people is, and I do n’t know why this hunt is happening. However, from the current scene, it makes people feel indignant and want to help the frightened and helpless girl. However, no matter how agitated my emotions are, I ca n’t shake my body. I ’m like a ghost that no one hears. A wooden pile rooted on the side of the rock can only watch the middle-aged man pull the girl ’s clothes and catch Her head pushed her down to the ground.

The girl cried out in pain, as if somewhere was injured. In fact, from the appearance only, she had bruises all over her body, and the patient uniform was covered with scratches and tears.

It turns out that this girl is also a patient in this hospital.

The middle-aged man also looked embarrassed, but he couldn't judge his identity from his clothes. He panted and cut the girl's right hand behind her back, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort to restrain the girl's struggle.

"Go back with me." He said.

"No no" the girl just yelled hysterically, like a frightened soul about to break away from the body and escape.

"Your illness is more serious. If you don't treat it, you will disappear completely." The middle-aged man also shouted, his voice full of anger and fear.

What is he fearing?

"I don't want to be like those girls, I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't ..." the girl cried, "I'd rather die."

"You won't die, I won't fail. I tell you, I won't fail." The middle-aged man seemed to be stimulated and shouted hysterically. "You listen to me, I will succeed, as long as you Continue to cooperate with me, I can get the right data. You will get better, and the boy you like, even the girls before, will all be well. "

"I don't have any literary novels anymore, no literary novels ..." The girl didn't listen to the middle-aged man's words, just weeping and weeping.

"Morino ... Morino ..." The middle-aged man called the name with a sigh.

Is this girl called Morino? I once again felt the humor and loss of reality and dream. Just like the correspondence between things and shadows, the people in the end-time world also have the same name in this world, reminding me from time to time of those people in the end-time world. The two worlds turn like yin and yang fish. For me, I can't tell which is true.

Every time I contact them with the same name, it makes me feel like I am standing on the middle boundary of the two worlds. It is just a gray and fuzzy concept, and a ghost that cannot touch the real.

However, this body has its own real, unreal, but only the soul that exists in this body.

I think, therefore I am, but where am I thinking? I do n’t know, I keep thinking, but I ca n’t get the answer.

If the doomsday world is my reality, but I ca n’t remember the names of my parents in the doomsday world, I ca n’t remember what I did before the toilet talk, yes, I have a knowledge of the past and know that I did What, however, this kind of cognition cannot be studied deeply, and no details can be obtained.

When did this start? Maybe it was like this at the beginning, but I have never thought about it habitually. However, since this question was raised by doctors as evidence that the world of apocalypse is only a dream, I can no longer ignore it.

However, if it is said that this world is my reality, I am even more unacceptable. Even if the doctor says that I am just amnestic, but even if amnesia, in this place where I have lived for a long time, I should feel the martial arts at a certain time and place. The king made the sacred king to kill the **** and seal the throne at night The throne begs the auspicious world and the strongest to abandon the young Da Zhou dynasty and the gods will kill the **** of the night to seal the throne. The sacred king will kill the gods and seals the throne in the night Moao Shijiuzhong's strongest abandoning Shaozhou Zhou's royal family to create the gods will kill God of God's Seal Throne at night. Moaoshi's Jiuzhongtian's strongest abandon Shaozhou's royal family is the strongest, even if it is only a slight sense of familiarity. Giving birth to a gap. I think, I don't belong to this world. The reality of this world belongs only to the mental boy "Gaochuan", not to me.

I am like a duckweed without the root system of Ranwen's novels. I floated along a long and winding river to the front of nowhere. What really belongs to me? This vain emotion is now eroding my soul, making me eager to do something to prove that I really exist, born and rooted in a certain world.

Amidst the scattered thoughts and the violent ups and downs of emotions, I gradually realized that everything in front of me was trending.

I have smelled a crumbling, cruel breath.

"Morino, Morino ... Let me think about it, let me think about it, since the cancerous mitochondria will produce their own consciousness and will absorb the residual band of the surrounding environment ... How to sort out the chaotic state of multi-consciousness and personality ... No, Why should I sort it out? Yes, yes, I was wrong from the beginning ... should it be so, why control cancerous reproduction? Haha ... hahaha ... That ’s it, that ’s what should be controlled after cancerous reproduction The consciousness and personality he produced shouted. The middle-aged man yelled. He seemed to be immersed in his own world. He did n’t know that his hands were too hard. He almost strangled the girl. He was still stunned. Words like "hypnosis", "self-awareness", "environment" and "replacement".

He seemed to be really sure about it, and the entire facial features became distorted by constant excitement.

The girl struggled again, and she became more frightened. Suddenly, she tore off the clip and plunged it into the middle-aged man's arm with a pointed tip.

The middle-aged man ate pain and woke up suddenly. He was angry because his thoughts were blocked, but he had let go and let the girl be freed and rolled away.

"Ah, you **** bastard," the middle-aged man shouted grimly, covering the bleeding wound. He couldn't keep up the chasing but inducing attitude, and rushed to the girl's side, kicking her in the stomach before she got up. The girl was so painful that her body rolled into shrimps, and her whimpers hardly came out.

"Do you know what you did?" The middle-aged man pulled the girl hard, as if carrying a tattered rag doll, slapped her in the face, gave her a few punches in the stomach, and let the girl gagged, "You let I wasted a chance, I almost think about it, you interrupted the greatest Ming of this century, "he said, beating the girl," I have to spend more time now, this is a scientist The inspiration of a great scientist who is about to change the world

The curse and beating of the middle-aged man could not dispel his anger, but made him even more crazy. He shoved the girl abruptly. The girl couldn't help herself. Her body flew against the giant rock beside me, her head slammed heavily above her, and her body fell softly. The middle-aged man had picked up a stone from the ground and hit the girl's head like a vent. This time even the girl's eyeball was smashed out.

The girl fell to the ground completely and didn't move at all. This abominable and cruel thing, I watched the next life and ended in my eyes.

I know that the girl is dead. Her heart is no longer beating, she is not breathing, and her body temperature will gradually decrease. On this gloomy and cold night, she will become a cold body faster than usual.

I can't change all this. Just like the helplessness of girls, I feel the helplessness that comes to me more deeply-all things that may be born will be born as expected and show the worst possible. I wished to kill the murderer in front of me, but my body didn't listen to the call at all. I wanted to scream, even the voice could let the middle-aged man take care of it, but even the voice didn't come out.

My heart was about to tear, and I heard my soul crying.

What a cruel and ugly nightmare.

The middle-aged man gasped for breath, turned his head around in the same place, and said, "Let me think, let me think, oh my **** ... oh my god" he suddenly stopped and his eyes widened Looking at the **** the ground in front of me, I realized what I had done. A twisted expression intertwined with unbelief, fear, and regret appeared on my face. He was terrified by the girl's terrible corpse, and he dared not stare at the closed eyeballs that had not been closed by Ranwen.

"My God, my God, my God ..." He just repeated a word countless times, his body's strength suddenly leaked out of his pores, and he almost fell to the ground.

He crawled back a bit, and he looked around. The silence and darkness around him deepened his fears-no one can judge them directly from his expressions and movements. He froze for a while, got up tremblingly, stumbled into the shadow of the dark path, and soon disappeared.

Shortly after the middle-aged man left, a crow suddenly tore through the night, swooping down from the dense canopy, and fell beside the girl's body. It bounced back and forth a few times, and suddenly made a husky cry, picked up the girl's eyeballs, pulled it out of her eyes, and suddenly turned to look at me.

The button-like black eyes seemed to reflect the figure of a boy. Even though I thought it was just a dream, I still felt that it really saw me.

Yes, this is the scene where a crow held her eyes in front of the girl's face. When I woke up, the crow, the girl, and the eyes suddenly disappeared. In front of my eyes was still the silent and dark camphor wood forest. In this land, I was alone.

Is this a dream, an illusion, or a memory? I felt very difficult to make a sound. My cheeks were completely wet with tears. The immersion of sorrow, pain and helplessness hovered in the body and soaked the soul. I couldn't help but think that the real owner of this body, the boy named "Gao Chuan", had really witnessed the tragedy, so I had my nightmare before.

I do n’t know if I begged Dr. Ruan to perform hypnosis for me, but as she said, the effect of hypnosis will show up over time, but it is not the best treatment. Now it is slowly digging out the memories hidden in this body, but these memories make me fall between illusion and reality, but I am not sure that these illusions must be completely true.

Even if it is not a completely real past, it will also affect me, making me irresistibly believe that everything I see is true.

I can't help thinking, what's wrong with the girl's body? Who is the middle-aged man? Why did the witness "Gaochuan" paint it as an oil painting? Dr. Ruan said that the crow in the oil painting is actually the mental symbol of the mentally ill boy "Gao Chuan" after eating his sick female partner. However, the illusion in front of him gave another way.

What secrets did the once "Gaochuan" bury in that oil painting? Or, is there really a secret? What do the medical terms in the mouth of middle-aged men mean?

The pieces of the puzzle are gradually increasing, but the outline of the pattern has become more confusing. Nevertheless, I still feel that I am not far from the truth.

In the absence of further clues, I had to consider the possibility that the girl ’s body was buried under my feet. If the boy's "Gao Chuan" oil painting really means something, this possibility will be magnified. If "Gao Chuan" really buried any secrets, the possibility of choosing this place is equally great.

Think about it carefully. The middle-aged man killed the girl by mistake. Although he escaped, will he run back afterwards and bury his body in this place? If he did this, would he condemn his conscience, subconsciously reluctant to return, forget this unknown forest, or even prevent others from entering the land?

Crazy, lethal, crow ... everything that was born that night was undoubtedly a nightmare for those present.

If you want to bury something, this is undoubtedly the best place.

The more you guess this, the more certain you are. I pulled out the shovel and began to dig the soil here. This piece of weeds and shrubs are very lush, and the plant's root system is very hard to work. I was not sure where the girl ’s body was buried. I had to dig here for a while, digging there for a while, and dug my hands sorely. I also used the light of the flashlight to confirm the soil changes to determine if there were any signs of loosening.

In fact, I understand in my heart that the clues left by the soil here are not so easy to find after the passage of time, and I do not have the tools at my disposal. Who can imagine how much effort it takes for a disabled person in a wheelchair to dig a big pit in the woods enough to bury people?

But maybe my luck is good, maybe the memory left in my body guides me today. After digging hard for a while, the shovel hit hard objects again. This time it feels different from hitting a rock before. The place where the shovel passes is a little soft, as if someone had loosened the soil here.

That's right, if someone really digs a big hole here ... I panted, my arms trembling, but a strong emotion overflowed from my body, prompting me to move along with more violent movements This piece dug softly.

The excavated mud piled up into a hill. When a pit as deep as one meter appeared in front of me, a pale color emerged from the surface. I quickly lifted the floating soil away with my hand, and it was a section of Bai Sensen's arm bone that appeared in front of my eyes.

That ’s right, I ’m so tired that I ca n’t speak, my fingers ca n’t be fully opened and gripped, but the passion I have shown is once again overwhelming my physical strength, making me insist on digging out the entire skeleton .

Staring at the girl's skull, I was paralyzed in a wheelchair. Now I have descended into the pit, looking at the edge of the pit up to one meter, and for a time completely lost the power to crawl out.

I am not an archaeologist or a doctor. I cannot be sure that this is a girl from the bone alone, but the height of the skeleton makes me believe that this must be the wreckage of that girl. Her posture was clearly placed, her hands crossed on her chest, as if sleeping peacefully. But I have seen the brutal illusion. I have read relevant analysis from psychology books. This way of putting the dead body poses the guilt of the deceased.

In this way, it confirmed my previous guess that the middle-aged man must be eager to forget this past and this unknown place.

"Very good, let me see, what are you burying here, Gao Chuan." I couldn't help saying to myself.

I searched along the flashlight for a while, and dug a layer of mud around the bones. It was only when I almost gave up that what was now hidden in the skull by coincidence. No, maybe it ’s not a coincidence. I believe that this is the influence of the memory left by Gaochuan in this body, and it will make me crazy to grab the girl ’s skull and talk to her, so I use light to peep into the empty eye sockets. A flash of foreign objects.

I reached in, but I didn't know what I touched. The numbness of an electric shock ran along my fingers into my body until my legs disappeared. I was so cold that my hair was standing upright, and as soon as my fingers were soft, the skull fell to the ground. Then a piece of paper floated out of the eye socket.

I glanced at the skull with fear, before I picked up the paper. The paper surface composed of lines and ink dots looks very familiar.

Ah, isn't it similar to the weird playing cards played by Saki Ye, Bajing and Marceau? I suddenly woke up. I am more convinced that this must have been done by the former "Gao Chuan", and he even moved around beside the three girls. No, they are a group

However, what secrets are hidden in these cards? I couldn't continue to speculate anymore. After stuffing the cards into my pocket, I searched again to make sure that there was no more stuff in Ranwenshu.com, and I couldn't find the institution that shocked me. Although he was suspicious, he still repositioned his bones, struggling to move himself out of the bottom of the pit and fill the soil back.

This time the adventure has finally yielded results. Although there is still no riddles to uncover the final mystery, it still makes me full of energy again. Although he was tired, he filled the soil quickly with high emotions. Although I think that as long as attentive people can perceive that it has been dug up again, it is still one thing whether the middle-aged man will come to this place again, and no one will ever think of it. There was a piece of paper hidden.

I finally glanced at the place where a tragic past was buried, with satisfaction, but sadness and sadness left. Before coming, I was puzzled and added a little bit more weight, but it was only now that I really felt that I had embarked on a journey, because in this world, as me, rather than once "Gaochuan", I really stayed A footprint.

With mysterious pieces of paper in my arms, I truly feel that the past belonging to "Gaochuan" and the present belonging to "Me" are truly connected. I have been burdened with the love and hatred and struggle of the former "Gao Chuan". Until I solve all the mysteries and fulfill the "He" will, I can truly embark on my own path.

I do n’t have any regrets or remorse for Ranwen.com, because I know clearly that it ’s girls who have the same name to be saved.

Gao Chuan is not a hero for everyone, but it must be a hero for some people. I have always been convinced of this, I have always insisted on this, I believe that the same "Gaochuan" was the same until my death.

Perhaps, even death will not end, so I appeared.

I seemed to hear a voice whispering in my ears like this: All this is the choice of the gate of Destiny Stone.

On this return trip, I never saw any monsters again. No burning novels network blocked my departure, accompanied by the silence of the night and the wind of the forest, I carefully crossed the line of defense of the patrol. Everything went smoothly until I lay on the bed board in the dormitory room. Fatigue gradually flooded my brain like a tide. I was sinking into the deep ocean. A quiet and peaceful darkness embraced me. The last thought fell. At least before tomorrow, I was able to sleep peacefully.

Without Ranwenshuwang dreaming, I woke up earlier than expected, but without the slightest residual fatigue of Ranwenshuwang, the brain and muscles seemed to be soaked in amniotic fluid and maintained well, so when consciousness arises, I naturally opened my eyes. The heavy curtains became brighter under the sunlight, but the light didn't come in, and the room was like in the dusk.

I lay quietly on the bed, sniffing the smell of various materials in the workplace, and in my mind flashed everything I had experienced since these days. Just like an invisible giant in the brain, shuffle the memory cards, divide them according to a certain rule, pile up, and wait for the cards to be played.

When all this is done, I start my morning work. While washing, I determined the itinerary of the day, and then compared the weapons, tools and diaries recorded in secret words in the work list, and then overhauled and supplemented the ammunition for the wheelchair.

Although mysterious playing cards were found in the cemetery last night, I tried my best to restrain the urgency and excitement of the rising oil and do my routine work one by one. I do n’t know what the last night ’s encounter would bring to me. I ’m quite sure now that I must have collided with the patrol guards, and even killed some of them-if the cadavers and candle monsters It ’s my illusion.

I believe that my soul, personality, and thinking are normal, but this body is not normal. Taking medicine, psychotherapy, and a tortured body all year round is what makes me see hallucinations. I do n’t know what kind of medicine and treatment was used by Gaochuan in the past, but since I woke up from this hospital, I have been taking clinical drugs that have no label at all. I believe that most of those drugs and treatments are not formal, because my voluntary admission contract clearly states that I will receive experimental drugs and experimental treatments.

Although I want to stop taking these drugs, I can't do it at all. In addition to the commonly used sedatives, most of the drugs are injected and taken strictly by doctors. In fact, so far, I don't know very clearly which diseases I have. Although I have read my files, I can believe from my own experience these days and the doctor's attitude towards me that the report about me must be more than that few sheets of paper.

No matter Dr. Ruan or Dr. Ande, they want to get some kind of breakthrough from me. They never hide their expectations and have not stated my importance many times. They may think that I am a mental patient, so treat me as a mental illness, but I am not. I have thought, reason, and knowledge. I will listen, look, and think. Compared with other patients, I can feel that it is not an ordinary doctor's concern for patients.

I don't know when this body will break down. When I got up in the morning, I suddenly felt something moving in my body, which made me feel a rusty joint from time to time. At first, I suspected that this sudden feeling was just an illusion, but it appeared several times, and during this period, I felt that my mental concentration had obviously decreased. The repeated fluctuations, countless clutter and chaos, could not be separated. The thought of what suddenly appeared was very bad, and I almost sawed off my thumb.

I had to increase the dosage of several related pills, but the effect was not obvious. I feel that I must report this situation to the doctor, even if it is because of the sequelae accumulated by using experimental drugs, I have to use new drugs to suppress it.

I don't know if one day I die, whether it will actually die or wake up in the end world. To be honest, I'm not afraid of death, but I don't want to die like that. There are still me here, and there are things that Gao Chuan failed to accomplish.

I have heard that the pace of time is constantly increasing.

Some recent events, as well as several encounters with Dr. Ander, his unusual behavior and mental state have made me smell a certain storm.

Yes, time is running out, I think.

In order to avoid the worst possibility caused by last night's conflict, I spent the whole morning avoiding the eyes and ears of people's eyes and transporting them to the newly selected hiding place. I divided all the things I could use into three parts, one was left in this house, one was hidden in Sakuya's dormitory room, and the other was buried underground in the corner of the dormitory. In this way, even if someone is caught, I cannot confiscate all my tools.

I believe that even if he is caught by the people here, Dr. Ruan and Dr. Ander, who obviously have a certain status, will not let others hurt me, an important clinical patient.

Maybe it's because I'm more concerned, maybe those guards are stupid, maybe there is a reason I don't know. In short, until I finish these things, I haven't seen anyone who came to arrest me.

I started to stop paying attention to this matter. I told myself that it was over. Even if it was only temporarily suppressed, I couldn't waste more energy on this aspect, and there were more important things to do.

At noon I went to the cafeteria, and I did not find traces of the rest of the guards, staff, and patients on the face. They seemed to have no idea that someone died in the conflict last night. This calm is anomalous in itself, and I do n’t think that the death of a night watchman is not a big deal for his companions.

However, there is a noteworthy message. Many guards mentioned that there have been frequent cases of patients fleeing recently. They even mentioned that Dr. Ande had chased a patient before. This was my personal experience. At that time, I was being treated by Dr. Ruan. As a result, the stone thrown by the patient broke the glass window of the clinic and scared us a lot. jump. Even after I walked out of the building, the patient showed superior athletic ability and rolled around me like a wind.

A guard chewed his tongue and vowed to speculate that this was a problem with the hospital's treatment. As a result, he was stopped by his companion and whispered a few words in his ear. Then the guards froze and stopped talking about such things.

Their faces are not good-looking, and the truth is clearly unexpected. I couldn't help guessing whether it was these madnesses that masked the conflict last night.

I can't get any more information from these populations. I put my attention back on the TV on the high wall. The program is as peaceful as it was in the other world. In the initial period of staying in the hospital, I always subconsciously hoped that it would broadcast some news about the doomsday event to prove that this is still the world of doomsday. I was just imprisoned as a prisoner in the enemy ’s prison, but Now I have no hope for this kind of speculation.

I told myself that I must look squarely at this world. It does n’t really matter whether this world is real or not ~ www.readwn.com ~ What matters is how I treat it. Live seriously and treat the world with a true attitude. If you treat your world as an illusion, then this illusory feeling will play with you one day.

After returning to the dormitory building, I took out the mysterious playing card and entered the room of the three girls. As a result, a familiar figure appeared in front of me.

"Hey, your look looks good. Is there anything going on in that matter?" The person who came was Dallas, a former scammer who claimed to be a reporter, but was in the patient group trying to obtain important information from the hospital. His attitude is a bit too enthusiastic, and the uninvited and self-made behavior always makes me feel like a piece of brown sugar, but maybe this is what he used to have millions of cash.

In short, he appeared to me more excited than ever, and it seemed that his actions had made critical progress. The last time he brought me information about several girls such as Zhenjiang and Sakuya. Although there is no key information about Ranwen Fiction Net, it is this information that led me to ask Dr. Ruan to hypnotize me.

I was suddenly interested in helping him find information about the girl "Morino".

However, before that, let's see what good things he got. . ...