Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

The appearance of myself seen from the metal walls of the elevator and the eyes of the soldiers reminded me of myself in the boundary line-the right eye of the blue color and the left eye of the red, and the face contour is more green than normal In addition to the abnormal color of my eyes, at this time, I was more like me when I was a student. Maybe it was high school, or I had just entered college, and I could not accurately determine the time period of this face. Of course, it is not as thorough as it is in the realm, but only in the image between the two.

Although the surrounding scenery has not changed, the elevator is still an elevator. The other people in the elevator, except me, have not changed too much in appearance. Even Sakuya is still dressed as the Ashbringer. However, I still feel that we are no longer in the normal world. This is not a borderline, but it must also be a place similar to the borderline-in a certain ideological world.

If it is not the boundary, then it should not be that the power of "Jiang" is working. Someone, or some kind of monster, uses the conscious and mysterious power against us, regardless of whether this behavior is out of goodwill or malicious, at least it feels completely malicious to me. I have extremely bad senses for the man who has been resurrected, maybe he is not playing tricks, but I still cut off his head without hesitation. Intuition prompted me to do this, and I believe my intuition, combined with subjective feelings and the role of brain hardware, I have no guilt at this moment.

Since he said that he can handle some "unclean bad things" for us, no matter whether he or the "bad things" cause all this, he should not be killed by being cut off in the world of consciousness. If he was resurrected in front of the soldiers. No matter how aggressive I am doing now, it is not too much for the Hank team, because they feel equally uncomfortable with this ugly man.

If he ca n’t be resurrected, it does n’t matter. For me, it ’s not bad news for a guy who was killed by me but died and then resurrected.

However, in the face of my new image and the sudden beheading. Hank and others couldn't help but froze for a moment, then asked me as an enemy and asked, "Who?"

Hank looked at the clue first and asked in an uncertain tone: "Mr. Gao Chuan?"

"Yes, it's me." I flung the blood off the blade.

"Really you?" Hank was still not sure.

"I know I look a little different from before, but Miyoshi can prove it for me. Really? Miyaki." I said to Miyaki who was standing by.

"Yes." Sakuya said only two words.

"Okay, Mr. Gao Chuan." Hank, splattered with blood, yelled angrily, staring ugly at the headless body of the ugly man, and said heavily: "I think you should explain it. And, I I hope you have a good reason. I do n’t have a good impression of this guy. But this is not the reason for you to cut off his head! "

"It may not be true whether he is dead." I looked at Hank's eyes calmly and said, "Last time he was burnt to death by me, but now nothing appears to me. I don't believe it He is really not malicious, this reason is enough. In addition, are you really sure he was really cut off by my head? "

"What do you mean?" Hank frowned. He didn't seem to care about the reasons I said before. Relatively speaking, he paid more attention to my last rhetorical question.

"I don't think we are in the original world anymore." I said.

"Not in the original world?" Hank repeated the sentence. I looked at the changes with the soldiers, but they clearly couldn't see the difference in the elevator. This may not only be because the surrounding environment is really beautiful, but also because the light of the tactical flashlight alone can't scrutinize every detail of this space.

"I don't see any difference." Hank thought my words were a bit unbelievable. Although he was a stable adult who was good at controlling his emotions, it was too drastic and sudden changes. It still prevented him from completely covering up his emotions. The long experience of dealing with monsters made him unable to assert that I was exaggerating, he could not judge the current situation, and only frowned to hear what I said.

"Of course. Dreamers often rarely realize that they are dreaming." I said.

"You mean, we are in a coma, and we are just dreaming now?" Hank and the soldiers looked at each other, and the skeptical expression was still very rich. "The dream is not so clear and so real." Hank said while pulling A multi-purpose dagger cut a scar on his arm and felt the pain that accompanied the blood pouring out.

"It's better than dreaming." I nodded and said, "I suspect this is a space made of consciousness. It may not be very large, but it is more realistic than dreams. Here, what we see is originally We can feel it and believe it is what it looks like. This is a world composed of our cognition. "

"It sounds complicated, are you sure? Mr. Gao Chuan." Hank asked again and again.

"80% is like this, Captain Hank." I said quietly.

"So, what's the danger? I don't think it's a good idea. If we are all in the world of consciousness as you said, what about us in reality?" The question Hank asked was also what the soldiers thought. To know.

"Maybe coma. However, the flow of time in the world of consciousness should be out of sync with normal conditions." I explained the current dilemma we are facing with my shallow realm walking experience. "We have to find a way to find The way back, otherwise I do n’t know when I will be stuck here. "

Hank nodded, his expression dignified, but he had stabilized. He said: "That is, an enemy attacked us and brought us into the world of consciousness. He has made a cage for us here, if we can't get out , The body in reality is a living dead person. Is this your opinion? Mr. Gao Chuan. "

"Yes, this is my speculation." I replied: "And, we may have to face more than just a cage." This time. Some soldiers are trying to hold their breath and seem to want to awaken themselves through this method, but he failed, and soon blushed due to lack of oxygen. One of the soldiers said: "If we only exist in consciousness, do we need to breathe? ? "

"Your consciousness does not need, but the body still needs it. Your consciousness is not completely out of the body, is it?" I said to him: "If you feel you can be more free and omnipotent. That must be an illusion, unless you 'S consciousness exists completely out of the flesh, like a ghost. "

Speaking of ghosts, the soldier's pupils suddenly widened, and in the reflection of the pupils, a red figure quickly enlarged. "It's that guy!" The other soldier who first noticed the change yelled, but his shout was not over yet. The red figure seemed to leap out of the soldier's pupil, at Misaki and I. And before the others around him reacted, he cut the soldier beside him in half from head to toe. The internal organs fell to the ground, splashing with blood.

The unexpected attack completely defeated all of us by surprise. The red one, who could not see the specific figure, let everyone in the elevator subconsciously know that it was the "red girl" who was once deported. . She would catch up and launch a revenge-like attack, not completely unexpected, just. Her method was so weird and so swift that when other people reacted and shot at her, she had turned into a red trainer and drilled into the pupil of another soldier.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Hank understood immediately, but cursed helplessly. The action model of the girl in red. Enough to make him imagine what kind of torture he would wait for next. The girl in red jumps in people's bodies and has a completely different effect from flashing in unmanned spaces. Now, the soldiers have to face the trouble caused by doubting their own people. If you can't believe the people around you. How much can the soldier's combat power still exert?

The bullets that did not hit the girl in red were all shot into the body of the soldier she had previously sent in. Originally still a colleague of life and death, he was instantly turned into a horse honeycomb by his own person. Although it was not intentional, the reflective behavior caused by the tension, and the strange ability of the girl in red caused the tragedy, but the soldiers still caused huge psychological pressure because of this serious mistake. Their shaking and dullness soon emerged from their faces.

The red lady didn't show up again, so Hank had the chance to regroup, but she was more frightening than she was in front of everyone. "Calm down! Calm down!" Hank shouted: "It's all spread out! Lean on the wall and observe the person opposite him."

The soldiers recovered and hurried to do it. The mentality was not stable enough for Hank or smart enough. They probably could not come up with a better solution at the same time. Against the wall, at least it will not be attacked from behind, unless the other party can penetrate this metal wall-even if this is the world of consciousness, it is not something that can be easily done, because in the normal world, they He is extremely impressed by the extraordinary solidity, and this cognition will also be fed back into the world of consciousness.

The lady in red will come out of someone's eyes, and as long as the process is prepared, it is not completely impossible to grasp. As long as the mind is stabilized, the soldiers will not make mistakes that previously hurt colleagues.

However, before the red lady appeared, someone discovered another unusual thing: "That man is gone!"

Although no one looked around because of this, everyone soon knew what the soldier was talking about—the ugly man who was beheaded, the detached body and head somehow disappeared, just like from the capital There is no general. Such anomalies inevitably make people think of more bad answers.

"Captain, is he really ours?" A soldier asked aloud.

"I said that, in the terminal, he really is." Hank answered very calmly.

"Go to the **** terminal, we were hacked!" The soldier still shouted loudly, as if this was the only way to restrain the rapid spread of fear in his heart.

"Excitement can't save your life!" Hank said lightly and said to me: "Mr. Gao Chuan, do you have any way?"

"He won't be able to do anything." The voice came from outside the elevator, the mocking and sharp tone, exactly the same as a few minutes ago. The ugly man seemed to be resurrected, and he stood outside the elevator door. This change made the soldiers think again. At this time, the man outside the door spoke again: "But, I can. I said, you brought some unclean and bad things, if you are willing to pay, I will help you deal with it. Otherwise, you just wait Ask yourself to eat hard. "

"What are you!" A soldier yelled.

"I'm human!" The man outside yelled sharply. "Don't let me say the third time! I'm human!"

"If you can really let us go out, then, I promise to pay a sum of money. How much do you think is appropriate?" Hank asked calmly.

The man outside the door burst out with a smug laugh. He just said, "You are all homicides! I won't control you! No, maybe you can beg me like a dog, and I will think about it."

The answer was a violent gunshot. I aimed the elevator door and pulled the trigger of the revolver. Although the observation range of the chain judgment was limited to this elevator space, my action still silenced the people outside because. The special bullet of the left wheel really penetrated the elevator door.

In fact, whether the chain decision is actually effective. Or the bullets of a revolver can pierce the elevator door of the same material as the metal wall, which is almost impossible to see by the standard of the boundary line. However, who said that this is not the boundary? I think "Jiang" won't be trapped in this place by me unless she doesn't want me to continue working. And my attempts are a good proof of this speculation, the world of consciousness is not as strong as the boundary.

Without any leaving clues, how would Jiang pull us out? I think the best way is to pull us from the boundary of this world of consciousness, and then kick us out. Is the world outside the elevator door a realm? Whether the boundary line will erode this world of consciousness, I can't give a definite answer to these questions at all, but the intuition tells me for no reason that our situation must change like this.

"Anyway, leave the elevator first!" I said to others, and Hank had no other good ideas. So the soldiers were allowed to open the elevator door. He was ready to use powerful weapons, but I think it was safer. It is better to do it in person. Not only because the powerful weapons will hurt us, but also because if Jiang is going to shoot, not me, who else is more suitable? Moreover, I'm not afraid of the girl in red suddenly jumping out and attacking.

After the soldiers gave up their positions, I rushed a few steps and kicked towards the elevator door-generally speaking, "door" is not this way of opening, although it is also called "door", even if there is "door" The appearance is actually part of the wall. But the change we are facing is so strange and subtle. The elevator door was kicked by me, and the whole flew up and hit the opposite wall, exactly like the alloy door of a normal elevator in the normal world.

The alloy door was struck by flying without obvious assistance, and the man outside the door was no longer in place. However, at the moment when I kicked the door, the girl in red came out of the eyes of a soldier again, a gunshot roared in the elevator, and the flying gray silk intercepted all the bullets that might have injured the soldier and attacked. The lady in red, but the red shadow, which has lost its specific outline, is so swift. She shuttles between the flying bullets and the gray silk, and the naked eye can't lock her movements at all, and every eye that looks at the lady in red seems to be Became her channel.

Flashing the bullet, passing through the gray silk, drilling into the eyes, and then out of the eyes, the red shadow seems to really become a shadow, there is no volume bound at all, and no small gap seems to be able to stop its movement. The knife light and the flying bullet in the air collide with each other like a phantom phantom. The whole elevator seems to become a workshop where welding work is being carried out. Sparks flash in every corner ~ www.readwn.com ~ Even if there is a gray silk It can't prevent every attack completely, it can only guarantee that the soldier's vital point will not be fatally traumatized. Just a few breaths, the soldiers' skin has been cut with many scars, as if the blade is hiding in the wind.

"Attack! Attack! Don't stop!" Hank's face was splattered with bleeding flowers, but he didn't even blink his eyes and cheered loudly for his companions.

Although it can't hit the flying red shadow, it can't completely block its route, but the intensive attack can at least make it spend more time to dodge, thereby reducing the number of soldiers being attacked. Miyuki and I have always been directly connected, including the chain judgment of the entire elevator space to lock and observe the red shadow, and any visual vision must be strong. With the prediction of the trajectory of the brain hardware, gray silk can always be killed by soldiers Save it before. Now, no soldiers worry that the bullets they fired will hit their own people, not only because of the protection of the gray silk, but also because the offensive of the girl in red gives them no time to breathe.

When I decided to cut into the war situation, no soldier was intact. Although the red shadow is too fast to see the specific outline, since it can be observed by the chain judgment, then in this conscious world, its state at this time should be regarded as "material", because the chain judgment is only for "moving" "Substance" is effective. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)