Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

The attitude of the fire is very clear, no matter how I prove that I am Gao Chuan, he will not believe it. In this doomsday illusion, there is only one Gaochuan recognized by these people, and I am nothing but a counterfeit that uses the "mystery" to drill out of a certain stream. In a sense, their cognition is correct, but for me, it makes no sense. I understand what I used to be, what I am now, and what the future will become. In the past, I have been thinking about philosophies such as the meaning of existence and the meaning of life, but now I have not thought about it. After going through so many adventures, I have realized that my self-knowledge is very clear, there is no way back, and I never thought of taking another path.

Although, I still cannot be sure whether I am correct, but even if there is a south wall in front, I will bump into it. And this is no longer a consciousness, but a belief. I believe in the path I have taken. Therefore, I no longer need to think about the path anymore. I just need to do my best to move forward. There is no need to argue with others and seek their approval. All the rebuttals and approvals are just because I want to see more roads and want to find better ones, and I no longer need them.

I can no longer see the road other than the road under my feet, nor can I see any companions, nor do I need anyone to accompany me in this darkness. I believe that even if you are only yourself, you can already come to an end. Therefore, at this time, only silence is enough.

I hung up the fire call, put down the suitcase and sat on it. I didn't deliberately look at the people around me. Even so, their actions and still reflected in my mind in detail. Unfolding of chain judgment. There is no longer any need to maintain it deliberately. It is like an instinct to go deep into the bone marrow, whether it is realized or not, it is operating in its own way. The state before the death was unconsciously deepened at this time.

I always think. In this world, all anomalies and mysteries are manifestations of human alienation at the "realistic" level. "Viruses" do not simply destroy the physiological functions of the human body. In the process, they will wake up and sleep in the human body for thousands of years In those senses, the "useless functions" are actually in a state of "negative evolution". Those functions are to adapt to the environment and grow. Sealed during their own evolution, they are not useless, but just unsuitable. There is a saying in biology that human beings only use one-third of their full function, and if they can be turned on, humans will "evolve"-therefore, there have been various types of Human experiments and research that try to force activation of these functions.

However, is this statement true? Those "unusable functions" are themselves silent. Or is it human beings who force them to remain silent? Their silence. Does it make us more suitable for survival, or is it blocking human evolution? What happens when they all wake up? And this kind of awakening is a forced awakening under an external high-intensity stimulus. What will happen?

The existence of "virus". The resulting chain situation is trying to solve this problem. And in this doomsday illusion, you can more intuitively see the phenomenon like "harbinger", whether it is the ruling bureau, the doomsday truth religion, the network ball, the devil, all kinds of anomalies and mysteries. . If it is raised to the angle of "physiological and consciousness changes of all patients with doomsday syndrome", and macro observations are made, it is not difficult to find the "meaning" they imply. This "significance" is not clear yet, but observations and repeated observations should become an exact "answer" on a certain day.

However, I don't need this answer.

Everything I have experienced, the possibility answers I have perceived are negative. Maybe, one day, there will be a patient with apocalyptic syndrome who, with his own instincts, adapts to all this negative and sees the final answer, but that must not be the answer I want--because, I ca n’t wait that long, I am not sure when this final answer will come, and the person I love is already in desperate crisis.

I don't need such a scientific truth-like final answer. I just want that the people I love can survive normally and happily. Even in their entire lives, it is okay to see the so-called "evolution" dawn.

Every patient with doomsday syndrome does not take the initiative to accept these changes. Everyone is very painful, scared, and helpless, but this is like a "natural disaster". No matter how difficult it is to accept, you must accept what you are facing. Happening. Their struggles run through their physiological activities and conscious will. None of these struggles has been successful so far.

The doomsday illusion I have seen is the reflection of this helpless struggle.

I want to end it all. Even if it is not the best way to end, even if most patients with doomsday syndrome will be unable to get the ideal destination during this end, they want to end it as soon as possible-to rush in the one I love People, before becoming a sacrifice for this "negative evolution", put an end to it all. Every moment, in my mind, there is such a flame burning, burning my blood, there is no moment to stop boiling.

I sat quietly on the suitcase, watching my own burning, the huge heat generated from the bottom of my heart, constantly roaring, driving me to vent, but I just sat here quietly. I observed myself, and I found that this kind of quietness and silence is not entirely rational, but also an indescribable emotion. I felt like I was instinctively accumulating this power until I could burn out everything.

The staff in the room seemed to suffocate. No sound was heard, and any movement was extremely slight. They seemed to be waiting for something, and they were also afraid of something. I think they might be afraid of me, afraid of going crazy, and turning this place into a slaughterhouse. Their previous analysis of me should not lack the answer to this worry-I wouldn't do it-but, they could not completely discard this possibility, they were worried about this small and terrible possibility. Frightened, trembling in the bottom of my heart.

Even if I do n’t have to pay attention to their expressions and movements, I can feel it, because this breath is like a cloud in the room. I think they have been guessing. Why don't I leave? What else do I need? What am I waiting for? Perhaps, this fear suddenly turned them into fools, forgetting how to analyze rationally and reasonably believing that they could find the answer.

In fact, the answer is very simple, the reason why I wait. It is precisely because I think that after the conversation, the fire will make the right decision. As a high-level commander of the network ball, Huoshan has always been very tough. However, this does not mean that he is always tough. I don't think that the fire in this world will be too different from what I knew in the past. No matter how different he has encountered in his life in the two worlds, but since they are now in the same position, then their thinking must also be similar to their intersection of destiny.

Fire escape will take a step back. As I did, I took a step back. Not everyone will make a "back step" decision. However, I have always believed that in the face of someone who is likely to make a "back step", as long as he releases such a signal first, it is unlikely that the other party will be able to make ends meet.

Because, the people who are intimate. I will never think about "taking a step back".

I believe that, no matter how the doomsday illusion changes, the netball will maintain a consistent style, because the "netball" expands to the essence of the entire doomsday illusion. It is not just "an organization where some people unite", but it has a deeper, absolute and inevitable meaning. And as a representative of the will of the network ball, it is definitely a representative of this style. In the past, I will join the online ball, because I agree with this style, even if I do not think it is absolutely correct, but at least, this is not wrong. Since I look at cyberballs this way, cyberballs will certainly look at me this way, as an ancient literary from the Central Duchy said:

I see how charming Qingshan is, and I expect Qingshan to see me as it should be.

In a situation where communication is impossible, the cyber ball will make any offensive and conspiracy decisions, which are taken for granted, but I do n’t think that after the communication-even now this short-term and no common ground Language communication-the other party will stick to the original approach.

Because, what I use to declare my existence is not just the mouth.

To leave this base in the temporary data hedging space, it is necessary to pass through strictly controlled entrances and exits via cyberballs. I have found this entrance, but the access permissions and passwords are still in the hands of the online ball. My actions in this base have been breaking through, but I have never felt that such a breeze is taken for granted. After all, this is the site of a cyber ball. The feeling of surveillance has never subsided. Someone with a defensive system adjustment is looking at my action next to a trap that has been arranged somewhere, trying to lure me into the trap.

If I use a rude attitude to force the person in this room to set the teleport location for me, it is possible to fall into that trap. And leaving here to find another way to leave here is even more troublesome. Although I have always believed that I will not be trapped here, it is better to avoid it if possible.

If you make your own judgment to "take a step back", then the subsequent development of the situation will be much smoother and smoother.

After a while, in this suffocating atmosphere, the fat officer got up from the ground. He had n’t moved before, like a dead fish, and it looked like he was stupid, but I kept I don't think he is a fool or an incompetent person. Under the mysterious impulse, it is impossible for lunatics, fools, and people with mixed meals to get to the position of chiefs in the network ball.

No matter how embarrassed the fat man ’s external performance is, he must have another kind of strength in his heart.

When I turned my head and looked at him, the expression on his face had become very quiet. Not that kind of brave quietness, but a military-like consciousness that never violates the order. I think, the fire has already told him his decision. It ’s not just him. I ’m afraid this time, the entire base has already received orders.

"Please help me open the transmission channel, I will leave here." I said to the fat man calmly.

The fat man did not say that, he just walked to an instrument and started to operate. His action eased the sullen atmosphere that had accumulated in this room, like a sturdy sand, which was loosened after being washed by water. Many people's breathing became louder. Gathering together is like a whispering wind, many people pull their necklines, and some people even slightly loosen the people who are clutching their weapons.

Probably the operation of a fat officer, so that each newly opened projection screen appeared in mid-air. Some continue to flow pure data, and some are accompanied by pictures-I soon noticed. There is such an image hidden in these pictures inconspicuously.

It was another workshop-like place, and it gave people a taste of super-conventional biological experiments. It is so described because when I met with Fu Jiang and Fr. Temporary data hedging space-At that time, Father Sisen told me that the place was called "Apocalypse". I now think that that name may not be the most accurate and recognized description of that place, but it actually has another meaning-there were similar instruments in the underground maze there.

What I experienced was a huge temporary data hedge space named "Apocalyptic Illusion". The "Eluka", "Monster" and "Dead Soldier" in that data hedge space are in today's world. There are new names and differences in details, however. In essence, it should be the same. I can understand the past world, so I don't have any resistance to integration into this world.

It's just, maybe it's a habit. I am more inclined to the original title—although the name of the “doom illusion” already has a deeper meaning—maybe it is because of this conflict of titles that the name has changed? after all. I have returned to the so-called "reality".

The doomsday illusion observed from the perspective of "reality" is far more profound than the temporary data hedging space "doom illusion" observed in the "doom illusion".

If I accept the view that the entire world is an illusion of doomsday, does it mean that the world I was born in is no longer my hometown. And I have also regarded myself as a passer-by in that world, and everything that happened there has already become the pure memory of the strangers of the foreign country?

Perhaps, I insisted on the original name only because I rejected this feeling. The weight of that world, the weight of people encountered in that world, has always been in my heart, occupying the heaviest proportion.

I stared at the picture that awakened my self-interrogation, and then I saw "she"-the girl staying in the container, with a close-up, whose body and appearance are somewhat different from her in my memory, but, that kind of sleep The temperament exudes in the same, but it is exactly the same-hidden in the weakness, there is a terrible grimace.

"Doris?" I couldn't help but stand up.

"You know?" The voice came from behind, and I didn't look back. I knew it was the fat man. The first time I heard his voice, it did not match his appearance. However, perhaps it is his essence-very calm, and gives people a feeling of exploring all the time.

I did not answer. I have confirmed that the girl floating in the container as if waiting to be conceived is Dorothy. Speaking of that, in the past Doomsday illusion, Dorothy is indeed the "final weapon" of the online ball, corresponding to the "Final Weapon" series represented by "Fujiang" by Doomsday Truth. No, it should be said that it is only for the existence of "Zhenjiang".

Although, broadly speaking, the "final weapon" of Doomsday Religion is a series, but in fact, at that time, "final weapon" was not just a series, there were also males and females among its numbered personnel, and not all were artificial. There is no shortage of Mageweave Messengers. Only Fu Jiang with serial number 999 has the recognized title of "final weapon", and Fu Jiang is nothing more than a personality of the final weapon 999.

The "Doris" of the Netball was born for such a final weapon 999.

Her characteristics are somewhat similar to the final weapon 999. The most obvious difference is that Dorothy's multi-person split state is in a "forced state", just like crumpling different colors of plasticine into a ball ~ www.readwn.com ~ is very turbid. But in the end, the Zhenjiang 999 weapon, they were completely, discrete personality split.

I stroked my right eye, the eyes here should be hers.

It turned out that in this world, the Dorothy plan of the online ball has not yet been completed?

"That's the Dorothy plan. Are you interested in visiting in the past?" The fat man asked suddenly.

I have come back to my mind, and all the projection images scattered in the air at this time have become the observation of "Doris" from various angles. A lot of real-time data is rolling, as if there is an infinite magic. The call from afar became more obvious, and I held my left eye.

"No, I don't need it." I refused vigorously, and now I am more convinced that the trap waiting for me is in that place, closest to "Doris". I also believe that Dorothy will wake up, and we will have another day.

Another Gaochuan, another me, must be there at this moment, beside Dorothy.

fair enough. (To be continued ...)