Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

The mutation came so violently, until my abdomen was penetrated and nailed to the cabin wall, I realized that the attack was actually the "Final Weapon No. 13" that had been locked in by my joint technology. Like other "final weapons", she was initially weaponless, and the tight-fitting tights did not seem to hide weapons at all. From the beginning of the battle, until just now, these four "final weapons" All rely on physical strength to fight me in close combat. Every one of their movements matches the human-shaped structure of their appearance, so there is a scene where I am strangled with joints. However, in retrospect, when they tested their data, the data they obtained were all garbled and question marks, which were completely unusable to prove that they were "people". Since it is not "human", it is naturally possible to make actions that "human" cannot. Perhaps, it was the strictly prohibited surface of the human body that was reflected in the previous battles, which made me ignore this in the fierce battles. However, it is also possible that their previous existence did strictly adhere to the standards of human body structure. However, when Eruka used Jiang Zhili to induce Jiang Zhili in my body, the status of these "final weapons" also occurred synchronously. After some changes, it was not until that moment that it really became "inhuman".

The synchronic effect of the two possibilities, when I got rid of Eruka's control, so far, the most effective weapon killing against me Gaochuan finally appeared. Although I didn't give up struggling, I also subconsciously felt that the breath of death was like clinging to the tip of my nose, so that the brain hardware that had been running at a high speed also paused. In a high-speed battle, even a moment of imprisonment will make the situation change dramatically-I am going to be killed!

The hard object that pierced my abdomen was a spear, and this spear was extended from the elbow of "Final Weapon No. 13", and her humanoid arm became a lethal weapon at this moment. As can be seen from the torn tight combat suit, the skin color there is not flesh and blood at all, but a silver-gray like some kind of metal, reminds me of the structure material used by my own body. Although the colors are different, the gloss and texture are very similar, and, in my understanding, currently only the structure material can effectively destroy another structure material.

Most of the skin of the "Ultimate Weapon No. 13" exposed outside the clothing is still in the form of flesh and blood. However, from the previous collision, I have already understood that it is definitely not normal flesh and blood, but like my disguise, just a disguise to disguise its true texture. The operation of brain hardware. It should have been possible to record all these deliberate points, and make arrangements, reminders and guide the prevention of the prosthesis in a targeted manner. However, there is something wrong, there should be no omission of brain hardware, and finally there is a Unexpected omissions are like a machine that has been working well. The core unknowingly had a problem, but could not detect the harbinger of such a problem until these problems were detonated, putting the entire machine into a situation where it would be destroyed.

I suddenly felt that if the native brain did not retreat to the second line, it might be detectable earlier, but now it is too late to say anything.

I was nailed to the cabin wall through my abdomen. Unable to break free for a while, and the other three "Final Weapons" have shown the same alienation as the "Final Weapon No. 13"-their arms are raised, and in the blink of an eye they are transformed into silver-gray spears, shooting at the laser Here, the speed even exceeded the bullet's rate of fire. Although, every detail of the process of the spear spike is clearly shown on my retina screen. It is absolutely impossible to be hit in normal times, but this is a blink of an eye for me. I have been unable to make an effective dodge.

The hard prosthesis made me unable to tear it at the fastest speed after being penetrated into the abdomen, and escaped from the state of being nailed. I could only watch the other three silver-grey lances pierce my shoulders and throat. I feel like I have been judged and become a heresy crucified. The only struggle I get is that my head is not exploded immediately. I feel the heavy breath of death, but I actually do n’t know how I, who has been self-made, will physically die before the damage of the prosthesis reaches its limit. Most fatal injuries of ordinary people are to me Ineffective, being penetrated through the throat and heart, does not make any sense to me, so what I have been guarding against is my head. Maybe, as long as the brain hardware is not damaged, I can live forever. In the past, this relative immortality was one of my biggest cards, but now it is meaningless. The "final weapons" that nailed me to the cabin wall were aimed at Gao Chuan's executioners. I really can't expect them to know how to break the immortality of this half-hanger.

After avoiding a fatal shot, the movement of the "final weapon" stalled for a moment. During this breathing time, I looked at them with each other, and I felt a stretch of time. I do n’t know what I want to get from their chaotic and deep eyes, even if there is no miracle, I will be killed by them in the next moment, but my mood is very calm, and there is no hatred or other mood. I seem to get something called "Peace before death", but I still stare at them, it seems that I really want to get something from this gaze, this is an instinctive feeling.

I did not think of anything. The results of brain hardware analysis are all dead ends. Crisis warnings continue to pop up on the retina screen, but these warnings are more like death sentence judgments, rather than a reminder of trying to survive.

Finally, before the "Final Weapon No. 13" closest to me raised his other hand and was about to eject the spear, my eyes naturally fell into the corner of the retina screen. The "Gaochuan Information Integration Window" to be determined, as always, remained there quietly and unobtrusively, could not be canceled, and would not deliberately pop up to the range where the visual field is most concentrated.

Is this the end? I think, just die here, let the new Gaochuan continue my duties, or take the initiative to determine what miracles will happen after fusing Gaochuan information? However, no matter what kind of result, it should mean the demise of "me", right? But why are they still hesitant and what are they expecting now? The same is said, I look back on my life, it is really too short. It's just over a month. If you die here, maybe it is the shortest life of all Gaochuan? So, hesitating and looking forward to what miracles happen, so that you can live, it is natural. Omi, Sakuya, Bajing, I, Masuo, Shirai, Morino, who haven't really seen in Gaochuan ... people I know. The one killed by oneself and still surviving, the walking lantern flashed in his mind, so lifelike.

Is it time to say goodbye to the whisperers? Although I have understood myself and left my mark in this world, but. I still want to do more things I haven't done, I want to live with them more time, I want to ...

Too many things I want, so much that I do n’t even understand myself, what else do I want? However, as long as you can survive, before this illusion of doom enters the end. You will get it. And in my own life, only by insisting on that time, after completing the mission for which I was born, is it perfect. I have always believed that by then I will die with them in this world without hesitation. Say it's martyrdom, in short, that's the same thing. I will never miss it.

So, if you die now, you are really unwilling.

I couldn't make a sound, my throat was broken.

The left eye twitched violently, and the pain that could not be shielded seemed to penetrate into the soul. At the moment when he was going to be shot by the Jedi, I wanted to shout that name. in case. If there is any miracle that can be born, if it is possible to get a response as soon as the call is made, then there is only that name-but that is me even if I die. I do n’t want to call that name. That ’s because I refuse to trust the existence of hope. All my actions are based on the meaning that I ca n’t trust the name. It ’s just the death. So, what is the meaning of your previous actions? What is the difference between yourself and Eruka? For me, this is not just to use, but to betray your own meaning of existence.

I have no doubt that it has the power to change everything, but I am not looking forward to this power at all. To be able to trust it and to be able to love it, it is enough to have a teenager Gao Chuan-at this moment, my heart suddenly had such an idea. If it can really respond to Gao Chuan ’s expectations, I hope that it can concentrate all of these responses on one person. If, in this way, the probability of such a response can be increased, if the plan of the young Gao Chuan illusion can be realized Then, let them be each other ’s only.

I regret that.

I am very unwilling.

However, a call is not something that can be easily pronounced.

My hesitation is because I am afraid of what will be taken away and destroyed by this call.

I have already seen my limit, and now, this limit appears in my blood without reservation.

So, it's over.

I close my eyes--

However, the vision suddenly became clear. The silver-gray tip of the gun fired like a star burst in front of the eyes. And what is observing all this is that it has been twitching before, and it has fallen into the blind left eye. At this moment, it stopped twitching. At this moment, it made me see the figure who suddenly stood behind all the "final weapons".

The crimson coat was windless and automatic, standing there, as if falling into eternal contemplation and nostalgia, the teenager raised his gaze slightly. At this moment, we seem to travel through time and space and see each other that are not phantoms. My mood, his mood, my thinking, his thinking, my will, and his will seem to be intertwined at this moment, resonating, just like a spiral that never touches, in the endless Climbing in the void.

"Gao Chuan."

"Gao Chuan!"

Gao Chuan!

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My blood is unstoppable, boiling without limits, I feel that my body is about to be burned to ashes, and my heart is beating, being divided from one rhythm into two rhythms. I have a feeling that "self" is like a virus, splitting from one to two.

The silver-grey spear that should have penetrated my head long ago, but before him, suddenly became as slow as still. However, not all changes in the world in our eyes are so slow.

I saw it, behind the teenager Gao Chuan. The cabin wall seemed to be a paper ignited by flames, curled, peeled, and turned into ashes in anxiety, but behind the hollow, not nothing was left.

The sky is showing its color. That is not a normal sky. It's like the sky full of burning clouds in the sunset. No, it should be said, as if the whole sky is burning.

The holes that have been burnt through are getting larger and larger, and the melting phenomenon quickly engulfed the "background" of the cabin wall, revealing a broader background. Soon, we are in this circle of cabin structure. It has completely disintegrated, and this disintegration is accelerating to the entire aircraft. I was still hung by the spear, but the chain judgement has been observed, and behind me, the cabin wall pierced by the spear. It has also been burned to leave no trace, in other words, I am now, in the true sense, suspended in mid-air.

There was nothing under my feet, and nothing in front of me. Above the head is the burning sky, the clouds are burning, the sun is burning, the ashes are carrying Mars, and they are falling like fine snow all over the sky. I have seen many magnificent scenes, such as the illusion of the endless abyss. However, I can still say that the scene spread out in front of me is definitely the most magnificent I have ever seen. It can even be said to be one of the magnificent scenes. It is so real, the ashes fall on the skin, and it still carries the temperature, but the real sky has never been so wonderful.

In my heart, accompanied by this magnificent and magnificent scene, a song that is inaudible but irritated is played.

this is--

The plane was completely burnt out, and all the people were standing under the sky, and there was nothing to stand on, but they would not fall. My eyes fell on the teenager Gao Chuan once. He was so real and meticulous at this moment, and there was hardly any place that could be considered as an illusion. I and him stared at each other, and then I subconsciously understood, what the **** is this place-a world of ideology, and it is the world of ideology made by Jiang. However, it was not me who called for it, but the teenager Gao Chuan in front of him.

Although, even if you ask a question, you can't get an answer, but even if there is no answer, it can't change my feeling that "everything is taken for granted" at this time.

Everything changed as a matter of course and was accepted as a matter of course.

In this ideological world, I am still what I am, without any changes, and the young Gaochuan also stands there in a true attitude. In the past, I used to be him, now, I am still me, he is still him.

Gao Chuan, wearing a crimson suit, flicked his arm, and the left wheel popped out of his cuff. Between the electric flints, dense bullets hit me and hung me on a mid-air spear. The sound of "qiang" shattered like glass. The ashes falling from the sky ignited these fragments and quickly turned them into emptiness.

I fell from the air, some embarrassedly standing on the same level as the others.

I wanted to say something, but the penetrated throat couldn't make a sound, and when I and the opposite teenager Gao Chuan looked at each other again, I also felt the "no need to ask any more questions".

What exists at this time is what really exists. You only need to accept it, and you do n’t need to doubt it. This feeling is so strong.

At this time, it seemed that the four "final weapons" and Eluka that solidified in the process of the expansion of this ideological world finally got rid of the imprisonment. Before Juvenile Gao Chuan shot, I had swooped up, planning to knock down one of them, but no matter how fast I was, the "Final Weapon XIII" that was selected as the target returned to it at a faster rate. Normally, I crossed my arms on the occasion of a thousand shots, blocked the blade that was chopped head-on, and then kicked me in the abdomen with a foot, striking like a cannonball for more than ten meters.

"Sure enough, it's still a bit inconvenient." I moved the shoulder of the unhealed wound, and the self-test data were lined up on the retina screen.

I did not continue to attack ~ www.readwn.com ~ because the previous hit made me aware that there was no change from the previous one, and these "final weapons" are still "unharmable". However, there should always be something different from the situation in the claustrophobic cabin. The appearance of the young Gaochuan proves that this ideological space is not such a simple thing, it must have a deeper meaning behind it, and of course it will bring the same Profound changes.

At this time, the teenager Gao Chuan, who was standing opposite me, did not have any illusion. His previous actions have proved this-in this ideological world, he is "a real actionable existence."

"It seems ... what a terrible thing happened." When the voice sounded, the thick **** liquid that Eruka turned into returned to Eruka's body again, and he stared at the young Gaochuan, following his In my eyes, I saw the three prismatic magic patterns on the inside of the young Gaochuan's wrist-I have never forgotten that the extraordinary power I possessed was actually just a "fake" that used this young Gaochuan's power as a template.

At this moment, "authentic" stands in front of us.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Gao Chuan." Eruka said to the young Gao Chuan in a narrative tone according to the brim. (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.)