Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

On the way to his own room, Gregia talked about the previous pair of super-fat fat partners. Although the words of the two were rude, they were no different from ordinary people. However, the impact of such a shape on people is really real. It's too deep to connect with "daily". "Actually, the torchlight? The two guys." Gregia glanced at the driver, remembering his unlucky encounter, he could not help snickering, and whispered a few words to Sakuya, and Sakuya also plopped With a laugh. It was all conversations between girls. Even if the voice was lowered, everyone here could hear clearly, but it was impossible to care about the two. The driver ’s expression was hidden under the cap as usual, and he habitually suppressed it. The action of pressing the brim looks somewhat helpless. No one answered Gregia ’s question, because Gregia did n’t want a clear answer when she talked about it.

Moreover, it is impossible to confront the torch light before the evidence is actually found, because Jacques of the torch light seems to be the real victim. Gregia and Sakuya ruffled the look of the guy at that time, and gave out another burst of laughter.

"For insurance purposes, I have settled down on the five remaining rooms." The driver said to the fire escape and the prosthetic body Gaochuan: "In addition, it is better to have as many people as possible in one room."

"You have a room, we have a room, if you have to spend the night here, then change a room every two hours." Huo said, "Actually, I don't think I can leave here tonight, nor do I think I can rest in peace for one night. "" He glanced out the window. In the previous noise, time went faster than he felt, and he blinked. Twilight leaves only a dull yellow, and the light of the street lamp begins to become conspicuous. However, although it is difficult to describe the difference between this light and the ordinary street light, it gives people a sense of unfetteredness. Even the shadow of the lamp post that began to stretch seemed to be connected to some kind of unknown, deeper into the shadow of the earth.

"Mr. Gao Chuan, did you feel mysterious just now?" Suddenly asked before leaving.

"Since it deviated from the highway, it has been shrouded in mystery." Gao Chuan, the body style, said his feelings. What he meant was that the fire escape was very clear. This area is full of invisible and intangible, seemingly ordinary, but the anomalies that do exist, the closer to the hotel. The mysterious smell is more intense, but it is also because of this progressive relationship that everyone has a certain numbness in the sensitivity of the mystery. The soap opera performed by the fat man's partner, even if it really has some mysterious power, is likely to be covered up.

The prosthetic body Gaochuan didn't feel too abnormal, but he couldn't help but feel it. The previous events did infiltrate the mysterious ingredients.

"Do you have any other preparations over there?" Gao Chuan asked.

"What do you say?" Xia Huo didn't answer directly, and the prostitute Gao Chuan didn't ask.

In the mysterious world, there will also be a situation where it will say that it will lose most of its effectiveness. The reason why mystery is mysterious is precisely because it is also a secret. The less widely known it is, the greater the power it can display, the greater the key role it can play. The mystery in a broad sense exists in people's imagination and is longed for. It is mystery in a narrow sense. Only the owner can prove its existence. This is also an important reason why the state machine cannot directly interfere with things in this category. There are always many things that they cannot obtain through politics and rights. It is also impossible to achieve a cluster effect like a firearm by quantizing the array. The meaning of the mystery itself defines it as such, and only a few people can manifest its absolute power.

Observing from the height of "reality", it may be understood that mystery is a kind of cognition and understanding of "mystery", with the patient's specificity, feedback and mapping in the conscious world. Diseases that are different from others, the will that are different from others, the concept that is different from others, constitute these people who are different from ordinary society, and the mystery they have-this is not a gratifying thing, the mystery cannot be "Reality" has any effect, and it only exists in the illusion of doomsday. It is just a proof of the "morbidity" of the holder-the prosthetic body Gaochuan understands that in a certain sense, once it comes into contact with the mystery and has mystery, it means At the "reality" level, the severity of the condition of such people is much higher than the ordinary horizontal line, and it can be regarded as a "deterioration" tendency.

Although, in every doomsday illusion, these people have more or less existed in the fire, but this is only because they can be "re-used".

The deteriorating condition is not enough to cause death, there is no possibility of improvement, and there is no relief of death. What a painful and sad situation it should be. This is not the case of "there is hope as long as you live". In the super-takagawa plan known by the prostitute Takagawa, all of these people will become "nutrients."

They, in "reality", have no possibility.

While the brain hardware was still in the dominant position, the prosthetic body Gaochuan could be indifferent, but now, with the acceleration of the script process, he can only feel a kind of suffocation. The idea of ​​using others 'despair, fighting for their own hopes, and using others' sacrifices to create their own heroes is definitely not a hero in the true sense. But other than that, no other method can be thought of. There may be a better method, but for the prosthetic body Gaochuan, what I know and recognize is only the super Gaochuan project, and, It's not the Super Takagawa plan made by Super Colors and Super Dorothy, but the Super Takagawa plan that adds some of his own ideas.

Fear of failure, unimaginable outsiders, empathy with other patients, expectations of themselves, promises made to Misaki ... All kinds of complex emotions are entangled, making him almost unable to breathe, almost unable to think, almost Can't afford it. He felt like he was wandering in the quagmire, and he spared no effort in every step, but--

This is your choice, isn't it?

No one is forcing yourself to do this. If you don't want to do it, giving up is a very easy thing.

The prosthetic body Gao Chuan touched his left eye subconsciously. This habitual movement can always bring him a strange feeling and make his will firm again. Let the emotions return to calm.

"Dinner, Gao Chuan." Gregia and Saki Ye came in with a fast food box, and their appearance was like making two flashes in the gloomy world of the prostitute Gao Chuan. Although it was not enough to illuminate the whole world, it was all a kind of light, which made his cold heart warm.

"What about them?" Gao Chuan, the prostitute, asked casually and sat down at the small round table. The lunch dishes are very simple, but in such wild countryside. The hotel can prepare such meals, it can also be quite satisfactory. Intimate like a family next to each other, eating the same food, is a scene he likes very much, and even thought about it, let this scene continue.

just--

He resisted the unpleasant idea in his heart. Focus all your attention on the food. The prosthetic body can transform the energy of meals more effectively than the body of ordinary people. However, the taste preference is relatively weakened a lot. Among the taste buds of Gaochuan, whether it is five-star food or such a simple fast food. Or something more unpalatable, there is not much difference in taste and taste. What he was enjoying was nothing but the warmth of the crowd at dinner.

Even so, he felt: "It's delicious." When he said that, he felt like he was about to shed tears. Because, such a taste, such a feeling, will probably disappear completely at some point in the future. No matter how good the situation is now, what the whisperer has to face. It must also be a collapsed future, either Gregia or Cheka, who is far away from the headquarters. Their voices and smiles can be such alive time. Not much.

Cyberspheres, torchlight, mercenaries, whispers, enemies of whispers, doomsday truth and Nazis, countries and others who are still lurking in the dark, such a huge, real world full of humanity, will and emotion Will be completely destroyed.

Prostitute Gao Chuan felt that, as a result, other people's struggles and confrontations were meaningless. However, from another perspective, perhaps their struggle and confrontation contributed to the final result. This is really a contradictory idea.

"Is it so delicious?" Gregia said with a disdainful expression, biting the burger hard and said vaguely: "I still like the dishes of five-star hotels."

"It's time to go to see the person of the torchlight." Sakuya said, "Are you going to go?"

"No, it's not necessary." Yichuan Gaochuan said: "That has nothing to do with us. We are in this place, it is enough."

"Yes, yes, I'm too lazy to listen to their hypocritical conversations." Gregia nodded and said, "Everyone knows the other party's bottom line, and they don't take advantage of it. Why don't you open the skylight to speak bright? It ’s too tiring to talk like that. Should I do something like this in the future? "

Her voice had just dropped. Before the other two replied, the lights in the room flickered suddenly, and it looked like they would go out at any time. This situation lasted for about three seconds. From the window, you can see the same situation of the street lights around the hotel. Many people in the upper and lower left and right rooms within the scope of the chain judgment of the prosthetic Gaochuan are surprised. This is not an individual emergency. Gregia stared silently at the lamp and chewed the burger in her mouth. For a time, the entire hotel fell into a strange silence.

Three seconds later, the light was restored to its original state, and then more guests ’voices were introduced into the room. Some people were talking about the situation just now, but they were just cursing the hotel ’s service quality, and not many people noticed that this is Great movements throughout the hotel and surrounding area. More guests, as if nothing happened, continue their own affairs. The return of the hustle and bustle is even more quiet before, full of a strange taste like a different world.

"So ... what's the situation now?" Gregia swallowed the food hard and licked her lips. "Don't tell me, it was a hotel joke. They were shooting horror movies." She was a lot more sensitive, but she was also a lot calmer.

"The expected situation." Takagawa, the prostitute, was still eating burgers calmly. "Sakuya, can you feel the difference between before and after the lights flash?"

Miyake shook her head and said, "It doesn't feel like it's just a normal lighting circuit problem."

"At this time, in such a place, I don't think there is any ordinary place at all." Gregia took another piece of vegetable pie. "To say something abnormal ..." She jammed and shrugged. : "Actually I can't find it."

Prostitute Gao Chuan threw the fast food box he had eaten into the trash. Looking downstairs through the window. At this time, many guests were wandering outside. Although it was a wild country, the terrain was flat and open, and it was still near London City. Generally speaking, it is impossible to be attacked by wild animals. Even dangerous wild animals do not exist. A little further away, beyond the distance covered by the street lights, you can also see a few clusters of fire. A group of young people surrounded a semicircle with a car body and were holding a campfire party. Along the way, many people were attracted to the past.

Everything is normal.

"Don't go around tonight, even if you go to the toilet, you have to call Sakuya." Takakawa, the prostitute, said to Gregia.

"Got it." Gregor's face didn't appear casual again.

Prosperity Gaochuan put on his coat. Open the door and walk out.

"Where are you going?" Grege asked quickly.

"Go outside to see the situation." Gao Chuan said.

Gregia looked at Saki Ye and saw that this woman who was always very close to Gao Chuan did not speak, so she persevered in her own heart.

"Well, you should be careful," she said.

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In the room of Jacques, the leaders of the internet ball and the torchlight are also wondering what is happening. The conversation clearly entered the track again, but before it was completed. Was interrupted again. The two of the netball inevitably felt too coincident, and believed that the torchlight deliberately procrastinated the problem, but from the other's expression, they could not find any evidence. Both Jacques and K are expressive people. Perhaps K feels a bit frivolous and false, but Jacques feels quite calm and sincere, without any aggressive herbivorous man.

"Would you like to continue the conversation?" Chauhu asked, "but. I said it was the bottom line. Opening the 'Doris Project' is not a problem. We had plans to invite more friends to participate in it. It has been recognized that this project cannot be completed by our own strength. However, time must be placed after the meeting. And. I also hope that you can move to our mansion and let everyone see that you decide to stand on this side The sincerity of the word. For those of us who are verbally agreed, it is both reliable and unreliable, but if there is clear action, it will appear more credible. "

"Do you just need to 'look more credible'?" Jacques asked with a smile.

"Yes, our internet **** are about credit, but we do n’t force others to maintain the same credit. It ’s just that if we can put it under the public, we will not deliberately hide it in secret, just like the agreement just now. Our guidelines, It has always been open, fair and equitable, and this is where our greatest strength lies. "Huo said calmly.

He stared at Jacques, the man maintained a smile, a little strange. He could not describe this weird feeling, but, the next moment, he immediately understood what happened to Jacques' weirdness. He left the place violently and took out the huge pistol. Although the driver was not prepared, he immediately made a defensive posture. Also Kula and K in the room also took the posture that they would fight back at any time. .

The fire escaped these people, staring closely at Jacques, his hair all standing upright. The hustle and bustle outside the window and door, and the normal light in the room, could not eliminate the sense of crisis in his heart. Jacques' expression was frozen, and the calm smile began to become strange because of the atmosphere.

Before someone opened his mouth, Jacques' nose bleeds. The next moment, his head drooped suddenly, and his body seemed to be crumbling, but he used his arms to support the armrests of the chair before falling down completely. Kula and K were about to launch an attack, but Jacques raised his hand to stop it.

"The enemy, the enemy ..." Jacques took a breath and wiped his nose hard, saying, "Not them ... conscious walkers!"

"How is it possible !?" Kula said silently, but then glared at the fire and the driver and asked, "Is it you who are ambushing here?"

"No, it's not ours." Said the fire, holding his ears, making a side-ear listening action, and soon said in a confirmed tone: "It is indeed not ours, the enemy is in this hotel ~ www .readwn.com ~ The location is locked. "After all, he glanced at Jacques.

"K stays, Kula, you follow them and call our people." Jacques said weakly. "The enemy is very strong, and it is not clear who the next target is, so we can only bet on luck. But our The defense is still effective and will not be lethal at once. "

Seeing that the other party had no opinion, he turned and walked out the door: "Come with me!"

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In the staff's utility room on the second floor of the hotel, the man was in the dark and started the flashlight and wrote the name "Gaochuan" on a piece of paper.

"That's all right?" He murmured, but he felt inappropriate, and instinctively wanted to erase the name, but the word "Gaochuan" burst into flames.

The piece of paper is fine, only the ink writing the name is burning quietly, and the flaming flame seems to inhale the staring soul. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m.

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