Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

330 Destiny Connection (4)

Bajing made a magic circle that was the same as the one a few weeks ago. Maybe there were some changes in the lines, but those patterns and patterns are very complicated. I have never carefully observed them, so I am not sure. As at that time, everyone placed all kinds of ritual utensils and sacrifices in order according to a certain rule under her command. Omi, a "crazy scientist", also participated in this activity personally, probably because she was informed in advance that this seemingly unscientific magic array would succeed, she observed the magic with interest For each line of the array, I also asked the two mystery lovers, Bajing and Morino, the function of each detail. However, neither Bajing nor Morino could give her a clear and specific answer.

"Mysticism was not originally a force that demanded essence." Although Omi did not express contempt for the fact that they could not explain the specific operation process of the magic circle and the reactions generated during the period, Morino explained with a bit of cheek.

"Of course I know this." Omi said with a smile: "So I didn't say anything, did I?"

Morino ignored it and walked aside hummingly. Although she has an impersonal attitude, just like in the past, it does not make people feel disgusted. I always feel that this trait is the reason for her unusual ability to make friends.

"The time for the ceremony was at the right in the morning." Eight scenes said to everyone who was busy, but confused, and they couldn't understand the magic circle. "Before that, let's keep up the energy."

So, everyone found a metal frame like a dismembered machine around the magic circle, and after a little cleaning, they sat down. Father Sisen supported the upper metal plate from my side and sat on it in one breath. Then, his voice fell from above: "I was the first to see this method of opening a node, even using the creator Magic circle that you do n’t understand. Would n’t this magic circle be fabricated? "

"Yeah, I thought of it myself. Isn't it beautiful?" Bajing admitted without any embarrassment, and he was very satisfied with his masterpiece.

No one wants to answer this question at all. I can't see the beauty of this bloody, stinky and strangely strange magic circle. Even Morino couldn't avoid it. She said: "It's more disgusting than the last magic circle."

"This is the dark temperament of occultism," Ba Jing said of course.

"I still prefer gorgeous." Morino's expression of reverie, "in the blood-red magic fluctuations, exudes a sweet fragrance, and the slender and full-textured demon slowly rises from it, reminiscent of the fairy poppies, Dangerous and gorgeous beauty is the true essence of occultism! "

"You don't like occultism at all, but rather a beautified fantasy story?" Eight scenes fired again. As in the past, although the two are fans of occultism, there have been serious differences in details. The eight sceneries are the so-called "reality sectarianism", and Misaki is "the gorgeous setting school". In fact, I have never been able to figure out whether they like occultism or the various visual hypotheses derived from occultism.

So, both Shirai and I used to shield the argument between the two outside our brains. Father Sisen bent down and asked softly, "Are they always like this?"

"Ah, yes. Rest assured, it will end soon." I replied that way. Father Sisen patted me on the shoulder, as if sympathizing with me, but I didn't feel anything sympathetic to me. If he felt that it was painful that I was forced to mix up with the quarrel between the two girls, it would be wrong. It is precisely because of this debate about personal preferences that makes whisperers feel at home.

I enjoy this noisy, but not quarrelsome.

Omi, who was sitting beside me, stared at the thoughtful expression of the magic circle, and it made people wonder whether she had already figured out the magic of this magic circle. However, even if she is a "crazy scientist", it is impossible to analyze this kind of improvised occult works that even the creator himself does not understand by observation alone. So, I am funny about my thoughts in a flash.

"Are you really sure? Is there a weapon in this box? But you also heard that ordinary weapons are not very useful in it." I poked Jin Jiang's waist and awakened her from contemplation.

"Ah, it's okay, most of them are tools." Jin Jiang trembled, looking at me and saying, "Also, even ordinary weapons are useless to non-human guys, but our enemies are not necessarily non-human, Is n’t it? It ’s enough to use what ’s inside for murder. "

"Grey stone can be found in the ruling bureau, and maybe you can still get the magic pattern. In addition, Father Sisen suggested that I conduct safety certification of the ruling bureau." , So try to avoid situations that are too dangerous. "

"Do it according to your own ideas." Omi said: "The technology of the ruling bureau should be a technology for the use of fog. I want to get the system architecture information that uses fog as an energy source. The time machine is not made The key issue is that it needs some special energy to drive it. Perhaps fog is a good choice. It has both material and non-physical characteristics, making it a very promising prospect as an energy source. You also know that when a state changes to How much energy does it produce in another state? "

"Like a steam engine?"

"I prefer the analogy of the mass-energy equation." Omi laughed softly.

After a while, everyone seemed to gradually lose the mood to chat. Although there are many opportunities to face a critical moment in a person's life, but the closer he gets to this time, the more he becomes nervous. In the silence, I obviously felt the tension spreading around, and even Father Sisen was no exception. Although I didn't turn my head to observe, the occasional movement from behind was as if I saw it with my own eyes. The only exception is probably Omi, and only she can't see this general emotion at all. I couldn't help feeling that her mental state was a little abnormal.

"Aren't you nervous?" I asked her, breaking through the dullness.

"Why are you nervous?" Jin Jiang looked at me in amazement.

"This is a critical moment. We will cross the node to another unknown world, or the node fails to start. For this moment, we have put so much effort and so much expectation. Would it be very frustrating to fail? ? "I try to use words to summarize the situations that we might face.

When I said it, the atmosphere was obviously tense again, as if someone was holding their breath, causing the slight movement of the airflow to be keenly perceived.

"Is it possible to enter or not to enter? Is there any difference?" Omi shook her head in confusion, but I didn't think she was covering up or pretending. She really thought about our thoughts and attitudes that would make us nervous before a certain result. Feeling puzzled, "No matter what kind of situation, if you can't have an essential impact on yourself, it doesn't make sense, does it?"

"Essential influence?" Morino's voice inserted. The wording of Omi makes everyone confused.

"In other words, it doesn't change yourself. Just like entering or not entering, it's just a process. If this process can't change the people who endure this process, what's the point?" Jin Jiang explained Road.

It was in this unusual interpretation that I began to gradually understand what kind of person this wife named Jin Jiang was. At first, I thought she was just more mobile than ordinary women, but now, I think it's not just that. A person who is not moved by foreign objects can also be regarded as an extremely self-centered person. Jin Jiang is very similar to this feeling. Her thinking, thinking methods and principles of action, as well as emotions, are not submissive The principle of "majority". Her outlook on life, values ​​and world view, just like in this world, is full of the feeling of incompatibility of "outsiders", thus giving people the illusion of a mortal and extraordinary world.

Yes, it's just an illusion. She always observes the world from the perspective of a thorough bystander. I ca n’t help but think of it like a “player” in an online game. In a scenario as realistic as possible, I try to participate in various events with a role-playing attitude, but no matter how I invest, the identity of the “player” always lets him There is an invisible ravine with the others. This is a relationship of different positions.

The classmates once said that this world is a huge virtual reality. Perhaps, this is the most accurate thing to put on Jin Jiang. I don't think the people around me are such characters. They also cry and laugh, they are happy and sad, and I can clearly feel the truth in them, which is not decisively different from myself. However, there seems to be such a decisive difference in Omi.

This difference that seems to stem from the essence may be an illusion, but it is not just me, other people also feel it, so it is a suffocating silence.

"Alas, this girl is the most difficult researcher I have encountered." Father Sisen muttered above my head.

Fortunately, we didn't let us wait for too long in this tormenting dullness, and the punctual time in the early morning coincided with everyone's mobile phone.

Morino's "saved" expression made a hey sound and jumped briskly from above the metal frame. We also acted immediately, lit the candles in the magic circle one by one, and then Ba Jing personally stood on the edge of the magic circle, opened the leather notebook, and chanted the mantra in a language that was also invented by her, which she could not understand at all, and Sakuya Just aside, sprinkle "Holy Water" on her. This scene will definitely make people laugh at ordinary times, but the serious and tense atmosphere that surrounds everyone at this time has already saturated this ridiculous scene.

It took about a minute or so for Bajing to seem bored. Of course, she would not admit it, but I guessed it from her slightly loose expression. She used an accent very abruptly to end the spell and quickly grabbed sand-like things from her pocket and spilled them onto the center of the magic circle. After that, there was no more action.

For a while, only the rustling sound of the wind passing through the buildings and trees was heard on the flat ground, and the moonlight was blocked by the heavy clouds of the sky, and the entire warehouse area fell into a dead atmosphere.

There is no sign of movement, which lasted at least three seconds, perhaps shorter, but in our expectation, this waiting time has been lengthened in disguise.

When everyone looked at each other and thought that the ceremony had failed, a bright spot suddenly appeared in the center of the magic circle, such a high waist of the adult. In this dark night, any light is very conspicuous. Everyone noticed its existence almost at the same time, staring at its changes one by one with breath.

The white light spot quickly expands to a size large enough for one to walk in. The spiral ripples can be clearly seen from the front, but the white spiral light vortex is completely invisible from both sides and the back. It's incredible, this form of expression gives a strong sense of unrealism.

I couldn't help looking at Father Sissen.

"That's right, this is the node." Father Sisen's pupils were obviously enlarged. Although there was no excited look on his face, his tone was very happy.

After receiving his recognition, Morino could not help but sigh.

"Then we should go in." Father Sisen said, walking to the first position. I carried the backpack on my shoulders and followed him with Omi.

At this time, everyone else looked like hesitant.

"Be careful! Achuan." Sakuya finally couldn't help crying. The worried look on her face could no longer be concealed, staring at me with a pleading look.

I waved to her and walked into the white light vortex with Father Sisen.

There is no distinction between up, down, left, and right in the vortex of white light, but there is only darkness to cover me, even the consciousness seems to be erased by the eraser, as if it is a long dream. I did not completely lose consciousness, but I also knew that I was not awake, and time lost meaning in this vague darkness. I don't know if I closed my eyes, but when the first ray of light hits my eyes, the scene spreads around my body almost in the blink of an eye.

I saw the strange ceiling, and the sudden change made the dreaming feel like an illusion. Huge visual information swarmed in, making me feel sick. I stared at the ceiling and felt that my previous experience was like a clear straight line, which was wiped off with rubber in the middle, leaving a dark piece.

When I got up from the ground, my body seemed to be a bit rusty, but also quickly recovered. I noticed that Father Sisen was already standing behind him, and was also looking at the surrounding environment. Omi didn't know when he had squatted aside, touching the white and clean light on the ground, which clearly reflected the portrait tiles.

"It's ordinary tiles." She said.

The tunnel and the seat beside me made me realize that I was staying in a toilet. Although the toilet is reminiscent of thick ammonia smell and yellow marks and other unclean things, this toilet is unexpectedly clean and tidy. It seems that no one has ever used it, and someone cleans and maintains it every day.

When I said that my body had returned to normal, the chandelier suddenly flashed a few times and the light became dim. It was like some kind of signal, we all immediately heard the roar from the seemingly far outside the toilet. It is not a human voice at all, and it also makes people subconsciously believe that it is not a voice from nature. After hearing this voice, the first thought that rose in my mind was "monster". We didn't continue the conversation and stayed silently in the toilet for a while. During this time, the horror roar only appeared once, and then completely silenced, as if the whole world was surrounded by silence.

Until the sound of dripping in the toilet seat broke this repressive silence. The three of us walked out of the toilet one after another and found ourselves in a corridor. There was no one in the corridor except us. On one side is a row of doors that extend forward along the corridor, on the other side is a glass sliding window.

We came to the window to look out and saw a sunny landscape. Green rugs, low trees, a small pond, spring water flows from the water bottle on the shoulder of the mermaid stone, there are benches in the shade, and there are some horizontal bars, sandpits, swings and seesaws. .

We are probably on the third floor ~ www.readwn.com ~ It just looks out to the street on the opposite wall. Except for being empty and surrounded by loneliness, there is not much difference from reality, even the materials of this building are all materials that can be seen everywhere in reality. This kind of scene is very different from what I imagined in a different world.

"This is a mental hospital." Omi said suddenly.

Father Sisen and I looked at her in surprise, and she explained: "I seem to have seen such a scene somewhere, probably an orphanage or a mental hospital, but I think it is more likely to be a mental hospital. If from that If you leave the door, you can see the sign. "She pointed to the big iron door at the outer wall. The big iron door was only **** with a chain from the inside. It seems that it is difficult to unlock it without the corresponding tools.

"It's a little different from what I imagined. Father Fr. Sisen, is this the world of the ruling bureau?" I couldn't help asking Fr.

"People who come in for the first time will have this illusion. However, this is indeed the ruling bureau." Father Sisen's face was dignified, and it seemed that every time he turned his eyes, he was watching the unnoticed corners and shadows vigilantly, trying to find Out of the things hidden inside, "The main body of the ruling body is hidden in an underground building, but even on the ground, there are many dangerous things ... wait, what is that?" He suddenly pointed in one direction.