Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

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We set out from the tunnel of the secret base and drove more than 300 meters forward, stopping at the end of the stone wall. After a while, the stone wall rose slowly, and in front of us was a street enough for armored vehicles to pass through. The urban area in the 33rd district is composed of countless large and small streets and stairs. The out-of-control of the construction machinery has caused the route to be very chaotic. It is quite difficult to find a road that leads directly to the destination. The direction is correct in the visual inspection. Roads will have considerable deviations as the distance increases. We must revise the route at any time and look for places where armored vehicles can pass.

Unlike the eagerness that came when we arrived, we are not in a hurry to return to the base immediately. The first task now is to collect enough materials for repairing the safety network, knowing how to find these cocoons in the vast and extremely complicated urban area, but This does not mean that these things can be found anywhere.

It is not easy to find the cocoons produced after the failure of Aboriginal people to transform their body life. Although the original body life turned 33 districts into their experimental grounds, most residents did not have the opportunity to convert. They died in the war, and not all of them became cocoons when they were subjected to transformation experiments. The losers turned into an indescribable jelly. This kind of thing is of no use at present, although it is also gray particles. The combination with the human body, but because of the lack of methods used, it becomes a real waste.

When using some method to detect the existence of cocoons, it is often impossible to distinguish these failed products. Therefore, when we enter the building, we will always see some disgusting scenes composed of human-shaped gels that have failed completely after another. The building smelled bad. Especially when you enter the basement, you will step on these jelly with carelessness and make a muddy and thick sound.

"Damn, for the second time today!" Cassis frowned. Dejected. Just now, everyone heard the sound of "Baz". When the fire escape found the light switch in the basement, and the dark interior lit up, everyone saw Cassis's right foot stepping in there A yellow-green humanoid gel. Cassis pulled his foot hard, and the strong stickiness caused the gel on his leg to tear into a line, allowing him to step on the ground for a while before rubbing away.

"Why doesn't anyone prepare the lights? What about your lighters?" Cassis complained more than once.

More than one person smokes here, but unfortunately. It seems that everyone's lighters are lost for various reasons.

The light in the urban area comes from the ground and walls, even in the building, and no specific lighting tools can be found. These radiant lights flow like mist, on vast streets and stairs. This feeling is diluted. In the secret base, people are neglected because of the strong light, but it can be clearly felt in the narrow basement of the private house. The light seems to be filtered by a layer of tulle, and the decoration and patterns are enveloped in a mysterious and decadent atmosphere.

It's not that you can't see things clearly, but that the outlines of these things seem to be obscured by this misty light. Twisted, as if it had become a specious thing. Its own materials and colors also become blurred, making it difficult to distinguish. Especially these yellow-green gums. Father Si Sen picked up part of the yellow-green jelly with his fingers and rubbed it between his fingers. Although it was something turned into a human body, he couldn't see much from his calm face.

"Have you seen this kind of thing before?" I asked.

"No, this is the first time." The file covered his mouth and nose and stood outside the door. The smell in the basement was indeed very bad, but it didn't look like a corpse or a bad smell. "This time is really eye-opening. I do n’t want to become this kind of thing one day. "

"You have to tell the people of the doomsday truth in this regard." Huo Huo said: "However, I think they will be happier."

"Damn. Haven't you found it yet? I'm going up first. It's really uncomfortable to stay here." Locke climbed up the stairs with an ugly face.

Indeed, the scene in this basement is subject to great psychological pressure. These lights, these humanoid gels, and unpleasant odors can easily create an illusion, as if they are surrounded by something unclean and pulled, to make themselves part of them. However, cocoons often exist in such places-for a long time in the past, the life of the body was like building a concentration camp, and the indigenous people caught immediately were held in a certain place, and these places were not fixed. It seems that I just found a place on the spot at random, and then started the conversion ceremony on the spot. Then, some conversion failed completely and turned into a jelly. Someone left the door and became a cocoon. There are also The man succeeded, like the cracked cocoon in the corner of the basement.

There seems to be something tearing the cocoon from the inside.

Perhaps, a body life was born in this basement.

However, the biggest threat to the aborigines is not being caught or killed by the life of the body. Under the long-term suppression of the ruling bureau, the Goat Church could not appear in the city in a fair and fair way. Moreover, there should not be many members of the church lurking here. If you want to cause devastating chaos in the first place, it is impossible to use normal Killing means. According to Shah, they put in a virus. This virus, which is extremely latent and infectious, caused several confusions while completely infecting most indigenous peoples. At the same time, infection with this virus was also transformed. The necessary conditions for the ceremony.

Indigenous people who died in that terrible disaster faced two huge sources of death-war and illness. Only after being screened by these two death factors, the remaining talents will become sacrifices or survivors as appropriate.

After the terrible disaster, it was abandoned by the ruling bureau, but it still survived. Almost all the aborigines who successfully escaped the capture of their life were almost infected with the strange virus. They will appear to be strengthened to varying degrees, but at the same time will produce a state of mental weakness, they will become nausea, irritability, irritability, hallucinations and auditory hallucinations, become more aggressive. It sounds very similar to the previous symptoms of Doomsday Syndrome, but it is not the same. At least, these infected people will not melt, will not spontaneously ignite, and will not become L. Or it may become a monster.

Infected people who have not experienced the conversion ritual will die because of mental weakness and emotional instability, such as fever in the face of difficulties, or fatal mistakes caused by hallucinations, or suicide, but few people die because of collapse. A strange virus is perfect for strengthening the body's functions.

While others staying in the basement helped lift the cocoon out, I told them these chilling stories.

"Don't tell me, the virus hasn't been cleared yet." Cassis's face became more ugly.

"I don't know. Sha didn't say it. It's useless to say it, isn't it? We're already here." I spread my hands and acted helplessly. Then he patted his back and climbed up the escalator.

"Hey! Don't scare people!" Cassis yelled inwardly.

Everyone who heard me talking to Cassis made a weird laugh. I could hear it, suppressed by the laughter. I am also a bit worried about the situation of Jinjiang. I am transformed into a prostitute without fear of this virus, but Jinjiang is just an ordinary human being-although she often does not behave like an ordinary person. At this time, I always think of her as a reflection of "Jiang". A kind of human-like reflection that is far away from viral ingredients but rich in Zhenjiang ingredients.

We moved the cocoon back to the armored car, but as a result, we saw that the left behind, Jiang, was slowly cutting open a cocoon placed in the rear warehouse with a chainsaw. Although I imagined what would be in the cocoon. However, except for Huang, probably not many people have actually seen it. So they leaned forward.

Qi didn't seem to care about everyone's behavior, and steadily carried the cocoon. Throwed into the back of the armored vehicle from the side of Omi.

I didn't want to see what was in the cocoon, so I followed the cocoon and went to the cab.

"How much more?" I asked.

Probably because there were only two of us in the cab, I took off the helmet of the protective suit and lay on the back of the chair in a relaxed position. This was the first time I saw her slack. Although her head was a little dazzling because of the marks of the transformation, this kind of grim did not hinder the weakness revealed by this posture-now she is more in line with the impression given by her figure, a green little girl , Although she may be much older than me.

Her appearance made me feel impulsive, trying to hug her, touching her face, trying to give her comfort, but this impulse could not break the cold rationality brought by the brain hardware. I couldn't touch her with an emotional hand, but I still stretched out a cold hand and grabbed her. I didn't look at her, I felt like a machine cold, afraid that she would see the kind of machine indifference in my eyes.

The hands are also cold, like there is no blood and no body temperature. There is a hard substance hidden under the soft skin. Compared with my body now, the thin soft and obvious lumps are more like a humanoid machine. When I held her hand, she struggled hard as if in shock, but I didn't let go. At this time, the impulsive and warm false perceptual fluctuations resonate with the cold rational fluctuations, and those false perceptuals seem to become real at this moment, making me feel like a human with blood and flesh.

Only at this time did I dare to turn my eyes and look at her.

In the only seemingly normal right eyeball, I saw my face, and the lines seemed to be a little stiff. No, maybe it is more appropriate to describe it as blunt, without seeing the slightest expression.

Suddenly, whistling and whistling came from the rear compartment, and his body stiffened violently. Withdrawing his hand hard, I did not stop because the observation window between the cab and the rear compartment was pulled away from the rear compartment. With a shocked expression, Cassis leaned in the window and said to me: "Do you know what we found in the cocoon?"

"I'm not interested." I answered him this way.

"Hey, hey! Don't be so indifferent, okay?" Cassis hesitated a few times in surprise, regardless of my attitude, and continued: "It's really the embryos of those monsters, called body life, right? And , The face of that thing can be torn apart, like a mask, you know? Doom Truth teaches the masks of wizards! Maybe we found the secrets of those wizards! "

How can I answer? In my mind, there is no slight uproar because of this statement. When I first saw the life of the body, its face reminded me of this possibility. However, the wizard transformation technology of the Mar Jones family must not be so simple. Perhaps they did see the life of the elemental body long ago, and were inspired by their form. But what about this? Only the Doomsday Truth Church has the technology to transform this inspiration into real objects. No one in the normal world knows the ruling bureau better than them, no one takes longer risks than them in the ruins of the ruling bureau. The harvest and accumulation is greater.

For me, even if the embryo in the cocoon has some profound meaning, it is only limited to the meaning. I have no ability to dig deeper, I can only expect others. For example, Omi can do it.

I reached out and closed the observation window, isolating Cassis' excitement on the other side. On the operation terminal, several locations are displayed on the map. She glanced at me, and I seemed to know that she was saying: We have to go to these places.

"I'll inform them." I said this, pulled out the door, turned around, and saw that Qi was wearing the helmet.

I knocked on the back wall of the car. Shouted loudly: "It's time to go, there are several places. We have to fill up the space in the warehouse!"

After a while, everyone except Father Xisen and the fire escaped from the back warehouse. My eyes rolled around Locke and Cassis. Locke laughed happily: "I can't stand being with that pile of bodies every time."

I nodded and stepped aside the locomotive. Sitting on the back seat near the side of the river, I could feel her power to hug my waist. despite this. I still said to her: "Grasp it."

As a result, Omi applied a little more force, and this tight feeling made me feel relieved.

The armored vehicle moved forward slowly, adding up the speed soon, and I immediately followed to start the locomotive.

We travel along the route of the map and constantly revise the route, not every road is safe. As we moved away from the middle of the city, we no longer encountered elemental life. However, for unknown reasons, the number of security guards detected has greatly increased. We can't avoid every area where security guards are entangled, especially on some routes, they are in our necessary place. Where do these security guards come from? How was their wreckage recovered, and where was it made or released? No one knows that even if they are annihilated by the life of the body and us, they always feel that their number is not decreasing but increasing.

Fortunately, for the current team, it is not difficult to solve the security guard. Our firepower is strong enough, only the life of the body does not interfere. We can quickly solve the battle and withdraw from the theater before the reinforcement of the security guard arrives. The journey became monotonous, and we kept knocking down security guards, entering the building, moving the cocoon into the car, and then going to the next place, and so on.

The closer to the remote area where the base is located, the number of security guards began to decrease, so that later we only had to be responsible for carrying cocoons, and in this dead city, people became more and more silent.

Although not just slack, the atmosphere gradually became somewhat depressed. Everyone seemed to be thinking about their own things, and stayed in the car in a hurry, and no one spoke. At least, when I occasionally crossed the window of an armored car, I saw such a state of depressed mood.

Finally, after making sure that it was the last time he carried it, the atmosphere became active again.

"Are you going back to the base?" Cassis threw the cocoon into the back compartment, patted his hands, and leaned over to me and asked.

"Ban said so." I replied.

"Really look at what these aborigines look like," Cassis asked. "Have you seen their true colors? Are they human?"

I nodded and said, "It's very similar to humans."

After this topic ended, the atmosphere became silent again, making people a little restless. Maybe I should find more topics to enliven the atmosphere. In the past, I was no stranger to this kind of thing. Of course it is the same now, but I just do n’t care. This made me feel my indifference more deeply.

At this time the file came over and said to us: "What are you talking about?"

"Talking about these aborigines, captain, aren't you curious about what they look like?" Cassis said, glancing back to the cockpit of the cab. I looked in his eyes, and saw that I was tinkering with the car terminal. The files chatted with Cassis, but their voices were reduced by the brain hardware, and as my attention was focused on the side, in the retina screen, the scene on that side was suddenly magnified, and the front sight moved over the body , The data on the car terminal is also clear.

After a while, I shrank my attention back and said to the file and Cassis: "We are in trouble."

The two were somewhat stunned.

"The base was found and has been transferred. It seems that some equipment has been lost. We will get the replacement." I said.

Cassis reacted suddenly: "How do you know?"

"I saw ~ www.readwn.com ~ I smiled mechanically.

"See?" Cassis turned his gaze to the border, as if measuring the distance, and slowly turned back, with an incredible expression on his face: "Is your magic pattern ability vision 4.0 plus perspective?"

I shrugged.

The file glanced over there, but she was not as surprised as Cassis. Her face was dignified and she said to me, "What happened?"

"It seems to be found by the life of the body." I said, in fact, I was also surprised by this matter, because the place where the base is located has received very little attention from the life of the body, even the security guards. But the actual situation is like this. When we just finished the last move and prepared to go home, Sha sent an urgent message to Qi:

The base was attacked by three elemental lives, and it was transferred as soon as possible. Although we do not know how the life of the body discovered Sha and the base, now we are in trouble. (...)

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