Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

I did not become a crow. -) This is not "Transfiguration", I thought so, could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. The question about cannibalism still lingered in my mind, but the emotions gradually calmed down. I have no answer. The scene at that time is stored in the deepest part of the memory. I still can't remember it. Didn't those dreams about the past appear in that scene?

I am indeed changing, thinking about my life in a small town and my life in the Central Duchy. The memories of these two kinds of life make it impossible for me to tell which one is "real", but probably because I experienced it myself. For the sake of these reasons, these memories do not contradict each other, but there is a deep gap between them.

where am I?

In the world where colors and Dorothy exist, or in the Central Duchy?

Everything that exists in my memory is divided into two very different parts, even though they may have the same name:

1. The town where the virus broke out, Zhenjiang, Seise, Dorothy, Miyake, Bajing and Masuo, rescue forces, hospitals, psychologist Ander and attending doctor Ruan Li;

2. The world that is about to come to an end, the disappearance of the color, the Dorothy who has lost her body, the grown-up Misaki, Bajing and Marceau, the ruling bureau and the doomsday truth.

The current me, in which world am I?

I turned to look at my room. The four walls, floor and ceiling seem to be made of one-piece metal plates without any seams. There is a ventilation pipe in the upper corner. The fan rotates at the mouth of the pipe and emits a slight whine. The furnishings in the room are very simple. There is only one bed and a table and chairs. There is a computer on the corner of the table, and beside the table are water dispensers and waste paper baskets. The corner directly below the ventilation pipe is a toilet covered with a wooden structure. The paint on the wooden board is very bright, just like the oil, but the color is also silver-white, and the smell of the paint itself cannot be smelled.

I didn't find the location of the door. It seemed that people were locked in this small space. It is more of a prison than a residence. I began to recall the impression of not dreaming before my coma. The hard object in the brain is not an illusion, and I feel its existence again because of its squeezing, which produces a trace of pain. I unconsciously reached out and stroked my forehead. Of course, it is impossible to touch it, even the raised touch does not exist, unless I can put my hand into my head.

The appearance of a foreign body in my head is not a comfortable thing, but this foreign body is very important to me, whether it is "brain hardware" or not-this is because I feel that it seems to be "long" not long ago Come out, that's right, after I "float", it's not the one I inserted into my eyes.

When thinking about this, Dorothy's words came to my mind.

——Until it breeds a new piece in your body.

perhaps. This hard block, the so-called "breeding new brain hardware", belongs only to my own "brain hardware".

Whether it is brain hardware, what has happened to me so far, even with me, there are still many places that I cannot understand. There are so many clues for thinking, I think it will take me a long time to sort them out. Just thinking about it while entering the bathroom, intending to use cold water to cool his brain.

There are two faucets in the sink. A hot water, a cold water, this is quite attentive service. I used both palms to hold the water, like a tossing fish in the shallow water, fluttering to my face. The cold water made me wake up a little bit, and my thinking seemed to be smoother and smoother. then. I remembered more things.

For example eyes. I used to insert Dorothy ’s personality-conscious brain hardware into my right eye, the pain that became blind at the time, and the shock of Gregia and Tritty seeing this scene is still vivid, but now, this Only the right eye can see things, just like the blinded memory is just an illusion.

I quickly went to the mirror, however, when I turned off the faucet, I immediately noticed that my palm was noticeably smaller and paler.

As if there was no sunlight all year round, the delicate skin was full of morbid white, and even the blue veins were clearly seen, full of fearful transparency. {Book Friends Upload Update} The slender fingers are reminiscent of "the hand playing the piano", but this is not my hand-to be precise, it is not the hand I remembered when I was in the Central Duchy.

Although I was surprised, I quickly suppressed this emotion. I do n’t want to be surprised by this kind of thing, because I have already felt that there are more things that will surprise me. Compared with those things, what I have just noticed is nothing more than a trivial change.

I let myself take for granted the changes in my body as much as possible, and there are countless good excuses or reasons to explain all this, such as "I am no longer in the Central Duchy, or even no longer Gaochuan in the Central Duchy." Nevertheless, I still follow The original idea quickly found the mirror on the bathroom door.

A half-length mirror, I saw the reflection of "self" in it-to be honest, I couldn't accept the figure in the first place as myself, because the image of "his" and the guess based on two memories The image of Lenovo is very different-neither a child nor a youth, but living between the two, full of green feelings. "He" looks beautiful, not very outstanding, but it can't be regarded as "dead everyone", just like suffering from a terminal illness and dying, the weak body can't help but fall down as if the wind blows. Breath.

Neither the self in the memory of the town nor the self in the Central Principality has anything to do with this image. I never thought I would see such a "fragile" self-whether it is physical or psychological. However, the mirror was not cast by the wizard. I know that this 16-16-year-old boy, who looks delicate and soft and gloomy, is himself named Gaochuan.

This is really crazy. I thought so, rubbing my hands **** the face, trying to smooth the dark temperament between the eyebrows. Let the complexion turn red.

I think. My mental capacity is definitely not as fragile as it seems. Therefore, I am very dissatisfied that I am actually this image. However, it is probably because the body is indeed disturbed by the illness, and it is in a certain negative state. No matter how I fiddle with this face, it cannot make it more energetic.

The body is very weak, I have felt it myself, originally thought it was a sequelae of just waking up, but obviously not. This is not the "Gaochuan" of the Central Duchy. It is the "Gaochuan" after the town incident, which is infected with a strange and dangerous virus and may die at any time. This recognition has caused me more bad thoughts, but I dare not think about it. I am a little afraid to know the answer.

Where are the tie colors and Dorothy? There are Misaki, Bajing and Marceau. They must be here! I heard my gasp. Zhen Jiang's voice sounded in his mind again:

——Drink my blood and make serum to save them.

My body started to heat up, and my strength seemed to be gradually withdrawn as the heat rose. After a while, even breathing became difficult. It was a terrible experience. I kept complaining in my mind to keep myself awake, supported the wooden door, stumbled into the bathroom, and threw myself on the soft bed.

After a while. This fever-like state receded like an ebb. After that, I found that the feeling of hard objects in my brain became weaker, but when I concentrated on it, the sense of existence of this hard object became clearer. It's like my second brain, thinking with two brains at the same time, or thinking alternately, this is an extremely fresh experience.

In the "brain hardware", what happened during the time when I woke up from the dark and passed out during the operation was like a projector image. Scenes reappeared in my mind.

I was taken out of a jar-shaped container, and the doctor in the hospital should have injected me with an unknown drug named k19 and sent it to the operating table. They took some samples from me and talked about proper names such as "script", "special cases", "l", "heterotropic virus factor" and so on-the meanings of these terms are very important.

I was a little afraid that I would think of an answer, but it has emerged in my mind involuntarily-after I was transferred from the town to the hospital. Treated as a special patient, participating in some kind of human experiment. In this experiment. My memory is limited, modified, like playing a real game-all my memories in the Central Principality are generated in virtual reality called "doom illusion", but I am "awakening" I cannot understand before I come, and even after waking up, I cannot believe it.

This "doom illusion" is so real that it is impossible to imagine how it was created. Even with this recognition, I am still deeply puzzled. The things and people I encountered in the Central Principality, the whisperer I loved, Sakuya, Hachijing, Shirai, Morino and Omi, Are they all false? Are their memories and feelings false?

Prophecy about the end.

The "Gate of Destiny Stone", a time machine that saves the world.

Worldline theory.

Are these "theories" and "concepts" repeatedly mentioned by the color system and Dorothy also false?

So, if it is just to make me "float", that is, let me wake up in the current "reality", talking about these concepts and theories, let me look for "personality preservation device", "spiritual integration device" and "fate" What is the meaning of "Stone Gate"?

I do n’t understand why the colors and Dorothy appeared in that world with a glimpse of glance, why did it suddenly wake me up—for the laboratory staff, my “float” was also not planned— Of course, I am very happy that I have retrieved the "memory preserved in the depths of special factors", but this does not mean that I can understand the necessity of the colors and Dorothy.

Moreover, is the "special factor" the "jiang" factor? This is not 100% certain.

In other words, I still don't know anything about my state and the situation I will face.

I do n’t understand what the hospital ’s laboratory staff did to me, what they did to the women, and what they woke up to do to them.

revenge? Search? Or is it exploration?

Zhenjiang's last words and death are vividly visible, and I want to protect Selas, Dorothy, Misaki, Bajing and Marceau. Make serum for them. I do not know. After the first meeting with Dr. Ande, until I woke up now, did I really try to do these things? I don't know how they are now. Everything is messy. The colors and Dorothy's character and the strange actions so far have made me realize that they seem to be planning a conspiracy action. I may know about the specific content of this action, but there is no such memory.

However, it seems that the sense of crisis deeply rooted in instinct makes me believe. Their actions must be very timely and necessary.

In front of me, it seems that there has always been a translucent screen. When I realized its existence, it already existed there.

Let's call it "program in brain hardware". I don't know what technology means this thing, including the brain hardware itself, has existed in its own right.

——Information loading progress 20% ...

——Passive loading will stop after 60%;

——Whether to enable active loading?

——Are you sure to actively load: yn (Are you ready? Gao Chuan)

As you can see the last time before waking up, the cursor flashes after staying on "Confirm item". I understand that what I doubt may be answered in the information obtained after confirmation, but at this moment, I still don't have the courage and determination to confirm it.

The future after confirmation is full of unknown fears, I do n’t know. Can you still remember what happened in the "Doom of the Last Days", the people you know, and the emotions generated by it? Just as I can't determine whether everything in "The Illusion of Doomsday" is false or true, I can't confirm whether this emotion is important.

--are you ready? Really, really, are you ready?

——What price are you willing to pay to realize your wishes?

——This is your last job.

-This is the key to your return to the resting place.

-Maybe you will become a hero.

——But if you evade this choice,

-You will lose everything you have forever.

Such a voice, whenever I try to calm down. Will always come to mind regardless of. It's like a rigid and abominable program that was implanted in the "brain hardware" in advance. However, it is its existence that keeps me awake all the time, and I cannot escape all this, nor can I escape. The story it describes. It really exists and is happening to itself.

"I need time." I kept telling myself. It makes me feel a little nervous, but if I do n’t do this, I ca n’t calm down. “I need time, I need to know more, I need to hear more people.” I sat up, and my right foot was full of restlessness and irritability. Shaking, I knew clearly, but I couldn't stop it. "What can a weak body, a swaying will do? I need strength, I must become strong, I must be strong."

I think, now myself, my face must be embarrassed.

The expression of "dullness" must also be more profound.

In a trance, I seem to see a spiral staircase that spirals upward from the front of the bed and extends to the end of the invisible. Above his head, another "Gao Chuan" stood on the steps and looked at me calmly. His smile was as confident and calm as ever, as if there were no choices or difficulties to haunt him, and he was always full of hope, dreams and expectations. "Ah, it's you." I said as if to myself, "Aren't you gone? Who are you?"

As always, he didn't speak, just staring at me silently.

I continued to say to myself: "In my memory, there is no expression like you. You are not me in the town, not in the hospital, not in the illusion of doom. Who are you? Is it Gaochuan ? Which Gaochuan? Tell me, what do you want to say to me? "

Then, he and the spiral ladder disappeared like an illusion, and the translucent screen remained in my view.

——Information loading progress 20% ...

——Passive loading will stop after 60%;

——Whether to enable active loading?

——Are you sure to actively load: yn (Are you ready? Gao Chuan)

The cursor is blinking.

The sound of gas leaking out. I raised my head and looked at where the voice was, facing the wall at the other end of the bed, where a seemingly seamless seam was slowly cracking a gap. The white gas diffused on the floor, the door opened, the figure extended straight in from the outside, and the white gown stained a faint yellow in the soft lighting of the corridor. It seems to be a woman, not very clear, but it is a person I am familiar with.

Dr. Ruan Li. Why did she appear here? I asked myself this, and a voice responded quickly. She is my attending doctor. Isn't it right to appear here? But another voice said to me that she should not be here.

"It seems that you are recovering well ~ www.readwn.com ~ Dr. Ruan Li walked in and looked at the room before finally looking at me." So young, don't always keep your face down. "

"Where am I? Dr. Ruan Li, why are you here?" I asked according to the voice in my heart.

"You are in the hospital. This is your ward." Dr. Ruan Li said here, showing a helpless smile and gently smoothing her hair with her fingers. "Ah, don't you remember? It doesn't matter, this is not a big problem. . Your condition is getting worse and you are transferred to this intensive care unit for observation and treatment, but the previous treatment effect does not seem to be very good. We decided to re-diagnose you ... to prepare a new special effect medicine, but before doing a physical examination , Are you going to see Dr. Ender ... Do you remember Dr. Ender? "She asked with a soft eye.

I nodded. I certainly remember who Dr. Ander was.

"Psychologist ... Is my mental state terrible?"

"You should be mentally informed. You have been in the hospital for a long time, and you should be able to understand what you are like." She said: "You didn't look in the mirror, what was your expression?" It's scary. "Although it was scary, she still smiled. To be continued. .