Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

343 Convergence

"You seem to have a nightmare." Omi raised me, saying so.

Nightmare?

"No, not exactly." I answered blankly. Is everything a dream or a reality? I do not know. But there are some abnormal changes that happened to me.

My body is intact, even full of energy and physical strength than before. There seems to be something that skews the perception of "self". This is an unspeakable feeling, like the body or the soul, which changes at a very deep level.

Although, the crimson world makes people instinctively frightened, but I still want to see her again, or it-that thing called "Jiang".

Why is it so similar to Omi ’s girlhood? I looked around, looking for other people. Suddenly, a security guard smashed not far from his side, and the debris splashed on his body and felt pain. I put down the arm that instinctively covered my head, and the second security guard fell down again, right in the middle of the body of the first security guard.

The two security guards were torn apart.

Quiet around, I saw Father Sisen coming from the other side. Under the dirty messy black teaching uniform, the burly body was as steady as the mountains. He crossed his chest against the cross, his expression relaxed and plain.

The battle is over.

I rubbed my temples, although I was not tired physically and mentally, but when I remembered the **** dream, it seemed that there was a lot of information constantly coming to my mind, or there were many thoughts rolling, which made people calm . I tried to dig out the information or ideas to see what I was thinking, but found nothing, just as the complexity in my mind was just an illusion.

"Do you know Zhenjiang?" I suddenly said to Jinjiang: "There are Zuojiang and Fujiang." But when this sentence was spoken, I realized that this sentence was not thought at all, just like a mouth. Move yourself. Zhenjiang, Zuojiang, and Fujiang should be the names of three women, and they seemed to pop out of the stone suddenly. Although there is a sense of familiarity, it is probably because the word "Jiang" exists in the same way as the name "Jinjiang".

If explained in psychology, they all originate from the "Jiang" in the Scarlet Dream.

The classmates also mentioned that "Jiang" is a special factor that exists in my body. It is a virus with brain function, which can be seen from the fact that the classmates said that it preserves the memory of "Gaochuan" in other world lines.

This can also explain why I suddenly became interested in Omi himself, precisely because "Jiang" exists in the body.

Leaving aside the conceptual existence of "soul" and explaining the relationship between consciousness and body only from the perspective of materialism, it can be concluded that human consciousness is rooted in the body, attached to the body, and deeply influenced by physical factors. If "dream" is regarded as a reflection of psychology and thinking, then it will be concluded that changes in the body produce "dream". It's like having nightmares when you are unwell, and spring dreams when you are stimulated by the opposite sex.

The existence of the "Jiang" factor brings changes to the body, and changes in the body affect emotions, psychology, and thinking, which in turn interfere with consciousness. What is more terrible is that it is a viral factor, a foreign body that does not belong to the normal body structure. Its infection on the body shakes the physical basis of the existence of the consciousness of "I", so the self-conscious instinct has a fear of it.

The Scarlet Dream is the reflection of the impact of this erosive behavior.

However, even so, it is still impossible to explain many things that happened in the Scarlet Dream. For example, the six girls, the large yellow lake and the countless outstretched hands also cannot explain why, when instinctively fearful, the consciousness of "I" itself holds the "Jiang" that caused this fear. Missing, joy, anticipation and trust are positive emotions.

This diametrically opposite feeling even made me wonder if I had a negative self-destructive psychology, but I quickly got rid of this idea, and I still feel that I am an optimistic, cheerful, and positive healthy person.

When I was silent, trying to explain why these three names were spoken, Omi did not show confusion about this headless problem, and even did not show any emotion. She said, "Maybe I heard about it somewhere." I couldn't hear the attitude she wanted to express, but she didn't seem to care.

"They are women?" She asked again suddenly.

"Ah, no." I quickly denied it, because I didn't even know whether they existed, but on the other hand, I felt that they did exist, and they looked like Omi, like a female sister, this kind of no reason The idea made me a little bit distressed, "I think if you have sisters in Omi, they are called these names."

"I don't have a sister." Omi replied coldly and hard.

"Ah, is it?" I paused and said, "I just had a dream, so I said that, don't mind."

Omi did not seem to mind, she just pushed the glasses, the reflection of the lens made me unable to see her eyes clearly. The atmosphere was a bit cold, and I decided not to talk about this topic again. At this time Gregia, Tracy and Father Sisson were all gathered together, so I asked everyone if I would continue to wait here for the seemingly army of soldiers driven by the security guards.

After solving the six security guards who attacked us, the battle there was not far from us. If the safety network system no longer sends reinforcements, then it does not matter to join those people. After solving the group of security guards who attacked themselves, the number and strength of that team will inevitably decrease significantly, and perhaps some intelligence can be obtained from them.

However, just because we do not understand the reason why they were hunted by a large group of security guards, we cannot guarantee the response of the secure network system.

One thing is certain, they must have great value intelligence.

Cui Di proposed to find other students because the situation was not as bad as previously thought, and it was more dangerous for those students to survive on their own.

"Where is the temporary stop nearest to the separation?" I asked Father Sisen.

"Very far away, at their speed, they can't get there now," Father Sisen said.

"That is to say, we are temporarily unable to determine their location?" I asked again.

"Yes."

Cui Di regretted that he felt that the portable terminal on his body should be given to the students. In this case, Father Sissen ’s terminal might be able to find their location after connecting to a secure network. Although the connection to the safety network will definitely be observed by the safety network system, it does not mean that it will not be discovered without connecting to the safety network. Even in the ground area, the ruling bureau still arranges secret surveillance systems everywhere. Because of the existence of these surveillance systems, we can understand the situation on the opposite side through the terminal.

Conversely, as long as you are in this area, it is impossible not to be observed by the safety network system.

How many security guards are in the ground area of ​​the ruling bureau? We have no way of knowing, but the number must be huge. We can only hope that the security network system will be affected by the conflict of authority, and just killing a few security guards will not allow it to obtain the power to dispatch all troops to encircle and suppress us.

"I can only pray that they will ask for more blessings," Gregia said. The loss of her classmates did not seem to make her feel extra emotional. Cui Di sighed with her hands in her hips. Although worried, she could only accept such a result.

We looked around for a while and chose a three-story building that collapsed halfway as a hiding place, quietly waiting for the battlefield on the opposite side to move over.

In five minutes, or less, the outline of the car body first appeared in the relatively thin mist, and then the figures and security guards also came into sight one after another. They came very quickly and exchanged fire while moving as before.

There are only two off-road vehicles left in the human team. Except for those who drive and operate the cannons on the car, it seems to be ordinary people, only one graystone fortifier and two magic patterns outside the car and the security guards messenger. The loss of the security guards was also great, with only three remaining, which made the situation of this team slightly better.

If you are lucky, the remaining few will survive.

I was also somewhat surprised. I didn't expect that this team and the security guard would have consumed this point in just a few minutes. I think this kind of loss is equally unacceptable for entering this team.

These people fled below us and stopped walking forward. They noticed the remains of the six security guards we killed and seemed to decide to use this as the final battlefield. Perhaps they are guessing whether we have left and want to bet on luck.

Who are they? With this in mind, I hid in the corner of the window and pointed the gun at one of the security guards. A security guard walked at a heavy pace above a wall, and the ceiling dropped a choking dust. Because half of the load-bearing columns had been destroyed, the trembling people worried whether they would suddenly fall down. .

I did not move, looking for the best time to shoot.

After experiencing the wonderful feeling and skill called "chain judgment", I want to make it appear again. Although the last use brought too much load to the body, it fell into a coma. However, after experiencing that **** dream, I instinctively felt that my physical qualities improved by leaps and bounds, and now I feel that I must be able to bear the load of that level and master the extraordinary feelings and skills.

I carefully recalled the scene at that time and kept telling myself to relax and give everything to instinct. I listened to the beat of the heart in the crossfire, listened to the sound of "my bullet has no dead ends", imagined the scene of microelectronics flowing through countless nerves, imagined that I was sinking in a vast ocean, and had been sinking Deepest.

The slow and delicate linear world once again spread around in my field of vision, eroding the normal world at a rate visible to the naked eye. People, security guards, buildings, bullets, flying sand and rocks, roaring, silent, crashing, blazing fire, vibrating air, cracked ground and walls, all of a certain volume Inside, everything in motion becomes a form outlined by lines, showing me how they will interact.

Moving objects, objects that affect their movement, and their trajectories of movement and interaction are like a huge net. No matter where the node is mentioned, it will affect other nodes.

Screen all the lines connected to the target, imagine what kind of lines are formed when the bullet is inserted, and what kind of network will these new lines form with other lines.

I can clearly feel that the body can adjust its posture from the micro level. Every minor adjustment will make the sports network change again.

Until under the influence of all self and foreign objects, all the lines and networks that already existed and imagined existed into the shape I expected, I pulled the trigger.

After the gunshot, I saw the bullet slowly flying out of the muzzle. When it appeared in the field of vision, its movement had already begun to affect the world in the field of vision. I kept disconnecting the gun and watched the bullets continue to fly out of the muzzle, step by step affecting the sports network that enveloped the entire world.

I can't help but think that the world is exactly what I expected because of their movement.

My bullet has no dead ends. I said so to myself. The world in my eyes returned to normal, and the slow bullet suddenly flashed through, and the dense gunshots came to my ears.

The security guard locked in the target shook his body. After the function stopped, he slid forward for several meters under the inertia of the sprint, and then was punched in the head by his opponent. The head of the security guard exploded immediately after being hit by the man's fist, completely separated from the body and flew into the air. The man was wearing jeans and a leather jacket, and his arm muscles exposed outside were solid. Although he was wearing gloves, he could not see his magic lines, but judging from the explosion that occurred after the fist hit the security guard, he should be a magic line. messenger.

The man glanced at me through experience or keen intuition. I did not dodge and pointed the gun at the next security guard. The man did not come to the door, and ran towards the other companions who were still at war.

The other Mageweave messenger is a mature woman wearing a camouflage uniform, full of strong military atmosphere. She faced a security guard without fear. When the security guard shot, she directly extended her palm and pressed in front of her. The bullet full of penetration suddenly stopped and fell to the ground. This strange ability didn't seem to require her to dodge. When the rushing security guard passed her, her hand was pressed on the other side. The security guard suddenly lost power and even the forward inertia disappeared. It fell directly to the ground.

Nevertheless, this stiffness lasted for less than a second, and when the female Mageweaver jumped back, it stood up again. I judge that although the female Mageweaver's ability is abnormal, the effect cannot be sustained, nor does it have the power to directly annihilate this security guard.

In the other direction, the male Mageweaver attacked the third security guard who was planning to attack the vehicle from behind. The strong explosion blasted the opponent into a tumble. When the security guard stood up, one hind foot had already detached from his body. The movement ability of this security guard was greatly reduced, and the violent fire immediately focused on its body. In the continuous splash of sparks, the security guard began to retreat, but the stray bullet that bounced off the security guard made the Mageweave messenger have to flash To the side. It seemed that it was only a matter of time before this security guard was completely disbanded.

As we thought, even without helpers, they can solve these three security guards.

However, I was still in a chain judgment state and locked the security guard who was fighting the female Mageweave messenger. When the female Mageweaver once again made the security guard stand still, it fired a series of rear-end bullets again, completely making it lose its activity.

After this, the last security guard was completely destroyed.

The two Mageweave messengers and their companions converged, alertly pointing their eyes and weapons at our hiding place. The woman shouted, "Come out, friend!"

I stood up from the window, exposed my body to their eyes, and indicated to them that there was no malice with my empty hands. Although pointed at the muzzle, I didn't feel any danger at all, because the moment they pulled the trigger, I could enter an explosive state to avoid all bullets and even rush into them.

"We have five people." I said quietly: "Only me and a priest are the Mageweaver, the others are ordinary people."

I do n’t know if Omi can be considered an ordinary person, but she is obviously not a graystone fortifier or a mageweaver.

"Let ordinary people come out first." The other party asked.

We did not refuse. First, Gregia went out. Although she looked like a female student, the other party did not relax her vigilance. Then there was Tritty, who held her empty hands high. The other party was obviously cold-eyed and made the two stand aside, followed by Jin Jiang carrying a suitcase and carrying a chainsaw, the other party was not surprised either, probably because they were well-informed, they looked like they often came and gone veteran.

After the three of them gathered together on the side of the river, Father Sisen took the time to step out of the building gate. The other party obviously knew the dress of Father Sissen, and there was an atmosphere of tension in the air. But soon, the two Mageweave messengers showed strange expressions on their faces. Ask: "Protestants or old Christians?"

Father Sissen smiled without changing his face ~ www.readwn.com ~ A cross was drawn across his chest, and he answered, "I am Sissen."

"It turned out to be Father Sissen." The other party seemed to have heard of Father Sissen's name, and the tension gradually eased.

I just jumped from the window on the third floor. This height is nothing to my physical fitness at this time, and I firmly stood there. The two Mageweave messengers on the opposite side habitually focused their eyes on my left wrist. The female Mageweave messenger frowned, and said to himself, "Second rank?" Then asked me: "You are also the end Truth man? "

I just noticed that the magic pattern on my left wrist had somehow become a pair of wing-shaped prisms.

This is the mark of the second level of Mageweave messenger, but I do n’t know why, I do n’t care, but feel that it is a matter of course to become a Mageweave messenger. Although, Father Sissen didn't seem to think so, his eyes clearly showed a surprised look.

My gaze turned to the two enchanted messengers on the opposite side. They uncovered their sleeves and took off their gloves to reveal the enchanted patterns on the inside of their wrists.

Both are wing-shaped prisms.