Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

In this doomsday illusion, the doomsday truth doctrine truly represents the protagonist of the general trend. Just like its name, what it does is the truth of the world and the theme of the world.

This is true no matter how difficult it is for others. To change this fact, to achieve a sufficient rate of change in the world line, and to save the world, there are too many difficulties and obstacles to face. The most critical thing is that some of the most critical problems need to be solved from a "realistic" perspective.

In the mysticology of the Central Duchy, this is "killing the gods and demon, walking against the sky". So far, except for "Gaochuan", no patients with doomsday syndrome can freely walk between "reality" and "doom fantasy" . Except for "Gao Chuan", all people who exist in the illusion of doomsday have already become "Legitimate", otherwise, such as Misaki, Bajing and Marceau, are completely separated from "Legitimal" Like Dorothy, Se is transformed into a system hub, completely ill-equipped to reach "reality" and act in "reality".

However, Gaochuan, the only one who possesses the conditions of "defying the sky," is also waiting for the end of the world.

It is really ironic that the past "Gaochuan" has always wanted to stop the end of the world and become a hero. Such a vision has not changed even when I came to Gaochuan. However, in a world line that seems most likely to achieve this vision, I cannot try. Because there is only a "spiritual integration device", and there is only one Gao Gaochuan, a severely ill patient with a doomsday syndrome who is about to collapse. The so-called "looks most likely" is just an illusion. I must sit back and watch the end of the world come again, to promote the birth of the "Gate of Destiny", in exchange for an opportunity to reach the super Gaochuan and reverse the world line.

I exist. And it will only exist on this world line, and my existence is no different from the doomsday truth in the promotion of the end of the world. I sometimes think about how I exist today. Whether it is the embodiment of "truth of the end". I can't be a real hero, at best, it's just a dark hero. In this ideological world, the "harlequin" mask on my face is my true portrayal.

These of mine are based on speculation. It may not be in line with the real situation, maybe it is full of too many negative things, but I can only use this way to sort out a clearer world view, and from my perspective at this time, what I am The environment is like this. Everyone in the illusion of doom can see more light, hope and future than me. However, I felt that there was only a silent darkness around me, and only one spot of light was flashing like stars in a very distant place. I could only silently chew the thousand tastes, listen to the footsteps of death, and chase the starlight in the distance.

I am thinking, and the file is thinking. In this ideological world, the passage of time becomes ambiguous. After the chasers behind us are completely killed, there are no new chasers coming, and we can only guess what has happened, and we cannot really Understand why. Walking in the mystery, the incomprehensible, the unknowable, and the unresolved fear is always surrounded by oneself. And everyone who walks in the mystery must continue to withstand such pressure as long as they are alive.

I don't know if there are people who give up, but, within the scope of my knowledge. No one alive will give up. Perhaps it is because all those who gave up have died. People who walk in the mystery are often paranoid and stubborn, as if they are mentally ill, and their thinking methods will always be incompatible with normal personality. Perhaps, it is precisely because of this constant pressure that they have to become like this, or, this is The impact of pathological changes brought about by doomsday syndrome.

Whether you look at these people from the perspective of "reality" or the perspective of "doom illusion", you can feel their "morbid" state, and the deepening of this morbidity is also a variety of Factors produce mutually influencing results. This influence is so complicated that no one can parse out every detail. What I see, understand, and imagine is naturally impossible to be comprehensive. I know myself as a blind man who touches the elephant, but, What does a real elephant look like to a blind man? No, it may be meaningful, but this meaning is not the most important, because even if you ca n’t really understand the appearance of an elephant, you need to complete your world through the elephant you know, understand and imagine. .

Then, go straight ahead, even if they are laughed at, ridiculed, and considered to be a hopeless mental patient, they can only continue along the path they saw until the last moment of life.

My life is so small and stubborn.

The cockpit of the "spitfire" was very narrow after being squeezed into the two, and the file and I were squeezed together, but there was no ambiguous atmosphere. The dangers of this ideological world, the unclear future, and the pressure we have suffered, let us pretend to be so calm and relaxed, even if our skin is blind, and we actually have no energy to germinate hormone stimulation.

Far from hanging the tail of the Special Mixed Flying Brigade, we have been flying for a long time, and the surrounding scenery is still full of a huge, depressing, and magnificent feature, but the platform, corridors, and gear lever mechanism that remain unchanged, gradually make people feel tired, sometimes It is not even possible to determine whether this fatigue is due to aesthetic fatigue or because of the negative effects of the ideological world itself. Except for us and the fighter groups ahead, we have not seen any signs of life activity for a long time. The route of this flying brigade is a bit confusing. Of course, it may be that the scenery of the same model is repeated, which makes it impossible for people to really determine their direction of action. But I and File have the same intuition. This flying team will definitely take us to the desired place. Although they don't always fly downwards, on the whole, we are constantly descending.

Then, at a certain moment, through quark observation, I noticed an unnatural change in the flying attitude of this special hybrid group. This change is extremely subtle, but the ability to judge through chain feedback to my perception is very clear because. They have never produced such changes before. This unnatural taste, like the already balanced taste, suddenly added more seasoning, which destroyed the original sense of balance. In a keen sense, this imbalance. Unnatural taste is extremely obvious.

I couldn't help but straighten my body and focus more on finding the source of the unnaturalness. And my movement naturally made the file recover from the dull silence, just like being suddenly woken up, her body was slightly stiff.

"What happened? Gao Chuan." She asked.

"There are changes." I said. However, I still do not see the source of the change, perhaps because it is still far away from that location. However, judging from the unobservable distance and the changes produced by the special hybrid flying brigade. The state at the source must be quite intense. Perhaps, at the edge of the observable range, this special flying team will fall into a passive crisis.

The file seemed to perceive something from my expression. Although he could not see it, he was still staring at the distance. If the quark is a normal bird, perhaps, I will feel more profound. However, although quark appears in this ideological world, it seems to be in another relatively separate world. The changes produced by the ideological world have not caused any interference to it. Because, the place where it first appeared is in the boundary line, so its abnormality inevitably made me think more-

Is Jiang also observing this ideological world? The last time the borderline collapsed under the rage power of the spiritual integration device, but. Will it appear again? The answer for me is almost yes.

"Jiang" is inside me, but most of the time, I can't really perceive its existence directly. However, I have always believed. Its calmness is just an illusion.

It is waiting, waiting. It is not a human being, and its patience is stronger than that of human beings. As a "virus" that can recognize itself, it is stronger than humans in every quality of survival, growth and evolution.

I know that it will eventually appear. Regardless of what the Doomsday Religion, Nazis, and the 51st district and various mysterious organizations are playing, what kind of wonderful wrists and killer skills are there, their appearance will exceed their expectations, resulting in huge flaws in their plans- —

It's like an unknown **** suddenly intervenes in human affairs.

And I waited so. Although I don't want to admit it, I do know that I need "Jiang" and I can't put aside "Jiang".

In the plan of Gao Chuan, Super Color System and Super Dorothy, "Jiang" must be prepared for and limited to exist, and can even be regarded as an enemy. However, in the process of this plan, it cannot be avoided or even needed. The involvement of "Jiang". This is a situation full of ridicule, isn't it? Or, in the plans of Gao Chuan, Super Color System and Super Dorothy, this point has already been considered. Only me, Gao Chuan, will be caught in this small self-mockery?

I do n’t know, I ’m just an executor, and I just need to be an executor.

Approaching, approaching, the fighter group in the distance is constantly moving towards the source of change. Even if the movement posture changes more obviously, there is no meaning of turning around or reorganizing. They seemed to abandon everything and went all the way to the source. In the original ideological world, there is no wind under normal conditions. Under normal circumstances, light and heat will not cause convection of air, and you will not feel the wind while sitting in a "spitting fire". There is no concept of "air" at all. Only in the case of combat, the wind and air will be "feeled" due to certain factors arising from outsiders like us.

However, nowadays, this ideological world has really taken off.

I pushed open the lid of the cockpit, and the breeze buzzed in at once, which made people feel refreshed and cool.

"This wind is abnormal." The file seemed to be chewing on the abnormality that accompanied the wind.

"The wind is getting bigger, and it's very regular." I stared and felt the changes in the special flying team in the distance. "It's full of hostility towards the fleet."

"Yes, I am also affected here." The file stared at the dial in front of him, showing a pleasant smile. There is no better news than this. "Our flight track is deviating, and the pressure of the fuselage is not. Normal, it will crash if you continue this way. "

Changes, full of hostile changes, are really refreshing.

"Do you know who I thought of?" I smiled and asked the file, and then she gave me a white eye: "The airflow is so wide-ranging. I can't think of a second person other than Father Sissen. The stripe came in— "With that said, her nasal vocalization" cut ", it should be uncomfortable that she couldn't do this kind of thing.

Father Sissen, who is a Level 3 and a half Mageweave messenger, his air pressure control is super powerful. In a chain, it can indeed cover such a huge area, and it has a real fatal impact on a flying brigade. Although these fighter groups are probably anomalies produced by the ideological world, but. It does not mean how strong their own mystery will be. What is really powerful is just the mystery of the spiritual integration device. Father Sissen ’s super power is extremely mysterious, and he inherently restrains anything that involves airflow. Whether it is normal things, or mysterious and abnormal.

The wind is becoming fierce, and a little black spot appears at a position farther away from the bit mixed flying brigade, which is like the source of the wind, viewed from a wide area perspective. Including our location, it is like being in a huge airflow vortex, and in this airflow vortex, there are more small vortices, and even chaotic turbulent airflow. These complex airflows seem to be conscious, layered around the body of the fighter plane, dividing the array of aircraft groups, making the aircraft seem to be pulled by an invisible giant hand, constantly shaking and shaking. Then, a "Zero" in the special hybrid flying brigade struck a pendulum, and the struggle stopped, and the entire fuselage fell along the airflow to its surrounding companions, causing further chaos. These fighters are trying to escape from the center of chaos. Stabilize his flight attitude, but the two-on-one impact is like a contagious ripple, igniting sparks and scattering scattered debris a little bit in the group.

We are quite far away from this special flying team, and we can't observe these details with our eyes. We can only realize the chaos of the group's contours. However, at this moment, Quark is flying in this special flying team. Over the sky.

Even if the chaos cannot be stopped, more and more airframes are crashing, and their positions are involuntarily shifted. However, the general course of the Special Mixed Flying Brigade is still unwavering. The source of that confusion. As the distance drew closer, the file and I felt the pressure from this strange airflow. There were even a few times when the engine suddenly stopped and the propellers and wings were torn and squeaked by something, causing us to lose speed once and fall down, even if the file managed to control it, it was dangerous to pass several obstacles. . It wasn't until the file smashed the dial with the left-hand gun handle that it re-ignited the engine accidentally.

"I fuck, it's really a shabby thing." The spit spit and said to me with a smug expression: "Fortunately, I have experience, dealing with old antiques, it's okay not to beat it."

Despite this, our situation has not changed in essence. The influence of the majestic airflow on the airframe is still increasing with the times. The only thing that is better than the large group of troops in front is the "spitfire" The structure is probably quite solid, and there is no fragile body around it. Father Xi Sen used to observe things through air currents, but maybe it was too far away, or the fighting was so fierce that he could n’t collect information from a distant air flow due to natural chain reaction, and he could n’t be distracted from too far away, The air flow is too detailed to control, so we have to suffer a bit to get there.

"I think he did it on purpose." The file said with a lip.

"Will it crash before arriving?" I stared at the situation of the special task force flying in the distance and asked about our own situation.

"It's very possible, be ready to jump at any time." The file is not worried, said: "These chaotic airflows should be produced by super indirect ~ www.readwn.com ~ The larger the scale, the easier it is to lock, only us Two people, plus your movement speed, without the interference of enemies, maybe the speed closer to it will be faster. Actually, I would like to propose to discard this old antique now, what do you think? "

I agree with the file. The chaos of the special flying team ahead is still going on, and there is still some distance from the source. Although the black spots in the distance are getting bigger and bigger, the chaos of the fleet gives me the feeling that I even feel that, They can't support that place. A large cluster of black clouds that seemed to have been ignited one after another, turned into a rain of fire and a meteor falling halfway.

Their tenacity and stubbornness are like moths fighting fire.

Preparing to agree to the file's suggestion, the "spitfire" we were riding on was turned off again, this time more dangerous than the previous few times, because the wind direction has become more dangerous and the wind is stronger. The file grasped the sense of manipulation and tried to adjust the flying posture, but the fuselage rolled in the chaotic airflow and quickly moved closer to the surrounding obstacles.

"Jumping! Gao Chuan! Can't do it anymore!" The file shouted loudly. The huge and heavy gears are getting bigger and bigger in the direction of the fuselage. (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. For mobile phone users, please read at m.)