Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

The Tianmen Project, a top-secret plan once implemented by the Doomsday Truth Church, is now reproduced in the base of the 51st District in another form. Probably, except for Father Sisen and Zhahuo who cooperated with District 51, other mysterious organizations are kept in the dark. However, it seems that there is no other way than to continue the implementation of this plan. Get yourself out of trouble. The Fifty-One Forces Alliance has kidnapped everyone on the same boat. Even so, how many people really understand the true appearance of the entire plan? At least, what I and the file know is all one-sided words explained by Chubby. The situation has evolved into the form it is today, with so many people dead. Through our guesses about this ideological world, people involved in this plan died, including those who died in the base and mysterious organizations that died in this ideological world. The members are likely to have become the whole plan, and more specifically, the nutrients of this unformed Val Pugets Night.

In terms of mysterious characteristics, I don't think that people who die outside this ideological world can get a good end.

So far, the death caused by the Tianmen Project is a very unique sacrifice.

The file and I glanced at each other, seeing each other have the same idea. Moreover, it is not just us, it is assumed that other people will have the same guess. None of the people who can live to now are fools. Even so, they still have to endure. Only when they live to the end can they wait until the pick. Opportunity to get fruit. The current situation is quite critical, not only the anomaly of this ideological world, but also the threat posed by a large and endless army, but without sufficient intelligence, it has to follow the pace of the 51st League of Forces go. but. Walking in a mysterious world, this dangerous situation is like wildflowers between mountains and roads, and it will be encountered from time to time. The huge benefits encourage people who enter this world to take such risks. Probably for these people, keeping silent is just an experience that has been used to.

The effects of anger, condemnation, escape, etc. are suppressed to a minimum in the mysterious world, and those who can really save their lives and seek benefits after the event are still only their mysteries. There is such a saying in the mysterious world: collaborators, the power of others. All will betray, and only my own mystery is eternal, because that is something born from my own soul. Not to mention the values ​​and philosophy of existence embodied in this sentence, and the understanding of the mystery, those who have lived in the mysterious world for a long time. Will very much agree with this sentence.

Betrayal, concealment, temptation, and design-these circumstances have been known to exist from the beginning, so when they do appear, there is no need to be angry and dissatisfied. The only thing I can do. It is to face them and adapt to their existence. Therefore, we cannot be too distrustful or ignore it too much, and we should not even rashly reject and reject our enemies. Sometimes, the existence of the enemy seems to be the first line of life. The game here is more cruel than in a normal society, because failure often takes lives and even souls. It is not just about losing property.

"I actually hated this world at first." The file suddenly said to me, although I didn't have a head or a tail, but I could understand her meaning, "but. After getting used to it, I think it's actually the same thing."

I did not speak or feel disappointed. There were many thoughts in my mind, but these thoughts did not give me any emotional ripples. I didn't see anyone else, they saw their dissatisfaction with their situation. Dissatisfaction is not anger or irritability, it is just the result of a gap. Without dissatisfaction, they thought that these people never felt that the gap at this moment would continue to the end-is it not a manifestation of hope?

Now, in my eyes, everyone here is burning. This kind of burning is not only forced by the strange power of this ideological world, but they are really burning in the bottom of their hearts.

The huge and deadly light flashed in the army of the mountains and the wild, the wind and fire rolled together, and the entire battlefield seemed to fall into hell. The sight and location is death, death, or death. Nowadays, the people gathered here, with different ideas, holding similar beliefs, continue to persevere, waiting for the arrival of the "Tianmen".

"So, Mr. Gao Chuan, Miss File, what is your answer?" Chubby asked: "It doesn't matter if you plan to stand by and watch it. For me personally, I hope you do too. Don't catalyze Valpus It's late, Mr. Gao Chuan, you can understand how terrible that is. The magic girl will solve everything. "

"First of all, you are not human." I said to Chubby: "Secondly, even if the night of Val Pugetz really comes, I don't think it will be so bad."

"So, go ahead." The file held the revolver in one hand and a crossbow in one hand, showing a grin. "I also want to see the final result of the Tianmen Project. As they said, now a little change is needed, otherwise , No matter what you want to do, you ca n’t grasp the point. "

The file is right. If the situation is maintained at the current state, even if you want to take away the spiritual integration device, you can't find the key point to do so. Chubby's magical girl may really suppress the night of Valpus, but in the current situation, they simply don't have this opportunity. The plan of the 51st district has been implemented to a critical stage, and many people are waiting for the changes brought about by this plan after its formation. It is possible that this change can make the true face of the spiritual integration device more clear-the practice of the 51st area is like tapping the thick shell of the outer layer of the delicious fruit with the help of everyone, but, Who can be sure who will eventually take away the nuts?

Since so many people have died and so many things have been lost, then go ahead and see what shape the source of this series of events will be.

I hugged the file and unfolded the super-swift superpower to burst into the hordes of soldiers. The bullets and crossbows fired from the file broke apart and spread out, piercing the howling soldiers. then. After blinking, I took her through the cracks of the crowd, leaving behind a body that was not only shot by bullets and crossbows, but also cut by the edge of my arm. We are like breaking into a wave of boulders. Splashing **** splashes constantly. If there is only the static superpower of the file, maybe it will not be a moment, it will be swallowed by this endless surging crowd. The range is only two meters of stillness. In this intensive siege, the load limit will soon be reached. Objects wrapped in layers will make the file lose space for movement. However, as long as the speed is fast enough at the beginning, the accumulation of load can be avoided.

I am like lightning, like a gust of wind, like an illusory shadow. Shuttle through the crowd, jump in the shadows. It seems to be dense and dense, with shoulders shoulder to shoulder, even if there is no weapon in hand, you can achieve a depressing crowd just by the body. In my eyes, it is like a bag full of holes everywhere. Even if you count the firepower of the guns exploding indiscriminately, you can't fill these holes. I moved with the file at high speed, which immediately relieved the pressure on the line of defense, high-speed and free flying, and the ability to directly shuttle the shadow, making us the most mobile team in this ideological world. After a period of time passed, I no longer felt the increase in fighting pressure, as if this endless army, relying on the strength of the number can reach, that's all. Although their number did not decay due to the killing. However, in the case where the attack intensity cannot be further improved, if we want to solve these outsiders, we can only wait for those of us to be tired, no. Under the anomaly of this ideological world, we will not be tired, we will only burn out.

Whether the stalemate will produce a decisive result depends on whether we "sacrifice" burned out first, or the "Tianmen" appeared first. And in this process, time seems to be meaningless, because we can't feel our limits at all, as if we can burn like this forever. Light and heat gradually make the landscape of this ideological world shake. I do n’t know if this is the illusion of trying to do my best. Or, it ’s really this ideological world. Unusual signs.

I turned around and killed the enemies around with the file back to back, but I didn't leave the place immediately. A sudden rise made me stop. Enemies farther away seemed to stop at this moment. I looked around and tried to find the reason for this feeling, but there was nothing unique except the enemy who seemed to slow down.

"What's wrong?" The sound of the file came, and my unusual pause made her seem to realize something. And her voice was like pressing the play button again for a world that was slow to almost pause. The densely packed soldiers came to us again from the front and back of the barbed wire corridor, from the top and bottom. I grabbed the file and jumped down the corridor, like a falling meteor, penetrating the enemy front below. And at this moment, there was a sudden change in the distance that lit up and warmed up. Both the file and I noticed that not only us, but all members of the mysterious organization on this battlefield, at this moment, suddenly rushed towards that Seeing the direction of the light and heat.

Then, we saw a man with a mystery shrouded in a light and heat phenomenon more intense than the surrounding environment. He swayed his mystery and killed the enemies beside him, but he never looked like it. When he turned and stepped forward, his body collapsed a little bit.

The disintegrated body is like every cell turned into a light spot, integrated into the light and heat phenomenon that is generated around itself. The soldiers who rushed again saw this extraordinarily intense source of light and heat as nothing, and penetrated the place directly, rushing towards others.

"Is it burnt ...?" The file murmured in a complex tone.

In fact, it is not entirely appropriate to describe the scene with "burning out", it is just a rather sentimental statement. After all, the mass of light and heat that has lost its human form, although it has no shape, is more intense than the light and heat in the surrounding environment, and gives a sense of "source" like existence. How can this extraordinary arrogance be called "burning out"? However, I and the file have the same feeling. The man who looks like this has indeed lost his "human" posture. From the standpoint of independent existence, he is indeed dead. All the factors that make him a human being, Independent of other existing factors, all have been burned out.

Today, this extremely hot light is just light and heat, and it is no different from light and heat in other places.

"It's just-it's like turning into L." I couldn't help saying this to myself. Because, both have lost their personality. Only commonality remains. If the body of a patient with Doomsday Syndrome is transformed into an L-state as a material physical change that can only be observed from a "reality" angle, then at this time, the man disintegrates into a mass of light and heat, as if it could only be in a doomsday illusion, more precisely . It is the change of personality consciousness that can be observed only in the ideological world. In my opinion, it can only be described as "complete stage lesion" or "complete lesion".

Such intuitive feelings can't be experienced by hospital researchers who can only exist in "reality", and they can't measure them.

This is the "sacrifice" of this spiritual integration device in the 51st district, and before this man. Many people have already reached the same ending. I do n’t know, when such a situation occurs, does L in “reality” change accordingly? Dr. Ande, who used the hardware equipment of Doomsday Vision to observe the data changes, are they excited about the changes, or are they troubled by the inability to resolve the causes of such changes?

and also--

There is a small spark. Suddenly burst out of my thoughts.

What else--?

And ... Ruan Li?

Who is Ruan Li? It seems to be a woman. So, what kind of person is it?

A strange, but not so strange name, suddenly emerged from the river of thought, like a hazy reflection, but the body of the reflection could not be found.

My body was torn in a moment, and was hurt by something sharp. My head seemed to be dizzy like lack of oxygen. Hell, I know that in this ideological world, there should be no feeling of hypoxia, but I can't breathe for a while. When the soldiers rushed up, they could only see a shaking figure, but could not confirm their outline details. Even the figure of these soldiers is disintegrating into another incomprehensible and indescribable form. The file is firing. She sensed my abnormality and pulled me to retreat along the route where bullets and arrows swept. However, the normal running did not catch up with the soldiers.

"Gao Chuan! Be awake!" The sound of the file pierced my ears. Listen clearly.

I shook my head, stretched my hand to wipe the hot nose, and a striking piece of red stuck to my fingers. nosebleed? It's so ridiculous, but I can't laugh at all. I can guess what happened to me, but to sum up, it is just that my mutation is a step further, and the existence of self is one step closer to death. This is something that has already been made clear, and it doesn't make sense no matter how you care.

I grabbed the file by the hand, spread the gray wings, and formed a circling invisible passageway, which ran out of the crowd. After slashing out a space again, the file finally had the opportunity to ask: "Are you going to burn like that guy too?"

"No, I haven't reached that point yet." I smiled bitterly. "If it burns out, you won't have a nosebleed. I'm afraid the guy doesn't realize that he has reached the limit until he becomes like that."

The file squeezed her mouth tightly, looking dignified. Recalling the state of the man at that time, there was indeed no feeling of exhaustion. He felt that he could continue to fight. The state was as good as ever, and he did not even notice that his body was emitting abnormal light and heat, and then, just stepped out In one step, the body has disintegrated and turned into a part of light and heat. From a spectator's perspective, we can first feel and see the anomaly that happened to him ~ www.readwn.com ~ However, he seems to be unconscious.

The scene at the time was not just something we noticed. The general "symptom" feeling attracted the attention of almost everyone present. However, judging from their expressions of consternation and consternation, this burning state was the first time they observed it. In other words, this man is the first person to die in this battlefield.

There is no doubt that observing this scene will undoubtedly leave a shadow in my heart. For a time, I feel that the pressure generated by the soldiers seems to have begun to increase again. It ’s not that I weakened the fighting, or that the soldiers became stronger, but that other people started to shrink their strength, perhaps intentionally or unintentionally, and only very subtle movements, but, in Even small changes in the battlefield of this intensity will be clearly reported in the form of pressure.

"Some people are hesitating. However, it should be a temporary problem." The file took the time to say, in fact, although you can feel this change directly from the pressure, but when you directly observe the actions of other people, you can't notice this tiny Changes. Everyone is still struggling to fight, as the file said, this psychological shadow is nothing to the people present. (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.)