Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 330: Fate Connection (4)
330 Destiny Connection (4)
Bajing made the same magic circle as the one a few weeks ago. Maybe some changes have been made to the pattern, but the patterns and patterns are very complicated. I have never observed it carefully, so I can’t be sure. As at that time, under her command, everyone placed various ritual utensils and sacrifices in order according to a certain pattern. As a "crazy scientist", Omi also participated in this activity personally, probably because she was told in advance that this seemingly unscientific magic circle would succeed. She observed this magic with interest. For every route of the formation, he asked the two occult enthusiasts, Hakkei and Morino, about the function of every detail. However, neither Hakjing nor Morino could give her a clear and specific answer.
"Occultism is not a force that demands essence." Although Omi did not express contempt for their inability to explain the specific operation of the magic circle and the reactions during the period, Morino bulged his cheeks a little bit of annoyance. Explained.
"Of course I know this." Omi smiled and said, "So I didn't say anything, did I?"
Morino ignored him and walked aside angrily. Although she has an unkind attitude, it is the same as in the past, and it does not make people feel offensive. I have always felt that this trait is the reason for her unusual ability to make friends.
"The time for the ceremony is at midnight." Bajing was so busy, but at a loss, everyone who couldn't understand this magic circle said, "Before that, let's keep your energy up."
So, everyone found a metal frame around the magic circle that looked like some kind of dismembered machine, cleaned it up, and sat down. Father Xi Sen supported the upper metal plate from my side and sat on it in one breath. Then, his voice fell from above: "This is the first time I have seen this method of opening nodes. It turned out to be the creator. I don’t understand the magic circle. Isn’t this magic circle made up?"
"Yeah, I thought of it myself. Isn't it beautiful?" Bajing admitted without any cramps, and looked very satisfied with his masterpiece.
No one wants to answer this question at all. I couldn't see the beauty of this bloody, smelly and strange magic circle. Even Morino herself was evasive. She said: "It's more disgusting than the last magic circle."
"This look fits the dark temperament of occultism." Hakjing said naturally.
"I still prefer gorgeous ones." Morino showed a fanciful expression, "Amidst the blood-red magic fluctuations, it exudes a slightly sweet aroma, and the slender and textured demons slowly rise from it, reminiscent of the coquettish Poppies, dangerous and gorgeous beauty, this is the essence of occult!"
"You don't like occult at all, but beautiful fantasy stories, do you?" Eight sceneries fired again. As in the past, although both of them are occult lovers, there are always details in the details. Serious disagreement. The Eight Views are the so-called "reality gloomy school", while Sakiya is the "glorious setting school". In fact, I have not always figured out whether they like occultism or the various visual hypotheses derived from occultism.
So Shirai and I habitually shield the argument from our brains. Father Xi Sen leaned down and asked softly: "Have they always been like this?"
"Ah, yes. Don't worry, it will be over soon." I replied. Father Sisson patted me on the shoulder, as if sympathizing, but I didn't think I was sympathetic. If he felt that it was painful for me to be forced into the quarrel between the two girls, he would be wrong. It is precisely because this kind of debate about personal preferences occurs from time to time that the whisperer feels homely.
I enjoy this noisy, but not harsh quarrel.
Omi, who was sitting next to me, stared at the magic circle with a thoughtful expression. It really made people think whether she had already considered the magic circle's mystery. However, even if she is a "crazy scientist", it is impossible to analyze such improvised occult works that even the creator does not understand based on observation alone. So, I am amused by my thoughts for a moment.
"Are you really sure? There are weapons in this box? But you have also heard that ordinary weapons are not very useful in it." I stabbed Omi in the waist and awakened her from contemplation. .
"Ah, it's okay. Most of the stuff in it is tools." Omi came across, looked at me and said, "Also, even if ordinary weapons are useless against inhumans, our enemies are not necessarily all It's inhuman, isn't it? If you kill someone, it's enough to use the stuff inside."
"Greystone can be found in the Bureau of Domination, and maybe you can get the magic pattern. In addition, Father Xi Sen suggested that I go through the security certification of the Bureau of Domination." I said, "However, I went in this time mainly to observe The situation inside, so we will try to avoid too dangerous situations."
"Do it according to your own ideas." Omi said: "The technology of the ruling bureau should be a technology of using gray fog. I want to obtain system architecture information that uses gray fog as an energy source. The time machine requires It is not a problem to make it. The key is that it requires some special energy to drive it. Maybe gray fog is a good choice. It has both material and non-material characteristics, making it very objective as an energy source. You also know that it is a kind of energy. When the state changes to another state, how much energy will it generate?"
"Like a steam engine?"
"I prefer the mass-energy equation analogy." Omi smiled softly.
After a while, everyone seemed to lose the mood of small talk. Although there are many opportunities for people to face certain critical moments in their lives, whenever they get closer to this time, they will inevitably become nervous. In the silence, I clearly felt the tension spreading around, even Father Xi Sen was no exception. Although I didn't turn my head to observe, the occasional movement from behind was as if I saw it with my own eyes. The only exception is Omi. She is the only one who can't see this general emotion. I couldn't help feeling that her mental state was abnormally good.
"Aren't you nervous?" I broke the dullness and asked her.
"Why are you nervous?" Omi looked at me in a daze.
"This is a critical moment. We will traverse the node to reach another unknown world, or the node will fail to open. For this moment, we have put so much effort into holding so much expectation. If we fail, it won’t be very frustrating. Are people lost?" I try to use words to summarize the situations we people may face.
When I said it, the atmosphere visibly tightened again, as if someone was holding his breath, causing the small changes in the airflow to be keenly noticed.
"Is there any difference between entering or not being able to enter?" Omi shook his head doubtfully, but I don't think she is covering up or pretending, she is really nervous about us before a certain result occurs. Thoughts and attitudes are puzzled, "No matter what the situation is, it is meaningless if it can't have an essential impact on oneself, right?"
"Intrinsic influence?" Morino's voice intervened. Omi's words made everyone confused.
"In other words, it does not change itself. Just like now, entering or not entering is just a process. If this process cannot change the people who endure this process, then what is the point? "Omi explained.
It was in this unique explanation that I began to gradually understand what kind of person my wife named Omi is. At first, I thought she was just more mobile than ordinary women, but now, I think it's more than that. A person who is not moved by foreign objects can also be regarded as an extremely self-centered person. Omi is very similar to this feeling. Her thinking, way of thinking, principles of behavior, and even emotions are not compliant. The principle of "majority". Her outlook on life, values, and world view are just like being in this world, full of the feeling of "outsiders" incompatibility, so that people have the illusion of being left behind and otherworldly.
Yes, it's just an illusion. She always observes the world from the perspective of a thorough bystander. I can’t help but think of it this way. It’s like a “player” in an online game. In a situation as realistic as possible, try to participate in various events with a role-playing attitude, but no matter how you invest, the identity of the “player” always allows him to There is an invisible gap with others. This is the relationship between where oneself is located.
Senior classmates once said that this world is a huge virtual reality. Perhaps, this is the most accurate statement on Omi. I don't think that the people next to me are such characters. They also cry and laugh, are happy and sad. I can clearly feel the truth in it, which is not decisively different from myself. However, Omi seems to have this decisive difference.
This kind of difference that seems to be derived from the essence may be an illusion, but not only I, but other people have also felt it, so it is another suffocating silence.
"Oh, this girl is the most difficult researcher I have ever encountered." Father Xi Sen muttered above my head.
Fortunately, we didn't let us wait too long in this tormenting dullness. The punctual time signal in the early morning rang from everyone's mobile phone.
Morino made a hey voice with a "saved" expression, and briskly jumped from the top of the metal frame. We also acted immediately, lighting the candles in the magic circle one by one, and then Hakkei stood on the edge of the magic circle, opened the leather notebook, and chanted the spell in the same language she did not understand, and Sakiya Just aside, sprinkle "holy water" on her. If this scene is usually funny, but the serious and tense atmosphere surrounding everyone at this time has already saturated this ridiculous scene.
It took about a minute or so. Bajing seemed to be bored with her thoughts. Of course, she would not admit it, but I guessed it from her slightly loose expression. She abruptly used an accent to end the spell, and quickly grabbed something like sand from her pocket and sprinkled it toward the center of the magic circle. After that, there was no more action.
For a while, only the rustle of wind passing through buildings and trees was heard on the flat ground, and the moonlight was blocked by the thick clouds that did not know when, and the entire warehouse area fell into a deadly atmosphere. .
There was no sign of movement, and it lasted for at least three seconds, maybe even shorter, but under our expectations, this waiting time was stretched in disguise.
Just when everyone looked at each other, thinking that the ceremony had failed, a bright spot suddenly appeared in the center of the magic circle, at the height of the adult's waist. In this dark night, any light was extremely conspicuous. Everyone noticed its existence almost at the same time, and all of them held their breath and stared at its changes.
The white light spot expanded rapidly and became a size large enough for a person to walk in. The spiral ripples can be clearly seen from the front, but the white spiral light vortex is completely invisible from the sides and back. . It is incredible, this form of expression gives people a strong sense of unreality.
I couldn't help but look at Father Xi Sen.
"Yes, this is the node." Father Xi Sen's pupils were clearly enlarged. Although there was no expression of excitement on his face, his tone was extremely happy.
After receiving his acknowledgment, Morino and the others couldn't help but sigh.
"Then, we should go in too." Father Xi Sen said, walking to the first position. I slung my backpack on my shoulder and followed him with Omi.
At this moment, everyone else looked like they wanted to talk.
"Be careful! Agawa." Sakiya finally couldn't help but yelled. The worried look on her face could no longer be concealed, and she stared at me with an imploring look.
I waved to her and walked into the whirlpool of white light with Father Xi Sen.
There is no distinction between up and down, left and right in the whirlpool of white light, and there is no sense of rotation. It's just a darkness covering me, and even my consciousness seems to be partially erased by the eraser, as if I'm having a long dream. I didn't lose consciousness completely, but I also knew that I was not awake, and in this vague darkness, time lost its meaning. I don't know if I closed my eyes, but when the first ray of light came into view, the scene spread to the whole body almost in the blink of an eye.
I saw the unfamiliar ceiling, and the sudden change made the previous dreamlike feeling as if it were just an illusion. The huge visual information swarmed in, making me feel nauseous. I stared at the ceiling and felt that the previous experience was like a clear straight line, with a rubber glue in the middle, leaving a dark piece.
When I got up from the ground, my body seemed a little rusty, but I also quickly recovered my flexibility. I noticed that Father Xi Sen was already standing behind him, also looking at the surrounding environment. Omi had squatted aside for some time, touching the white tiles on the ground that could clearly reflect the portrait.
"It's ordinary tiles." She said.
The tunnels and stalls on the side made me realize that I was staying in a toilet. Although when it comes to the toilet, one can't help but think of unclean things such as strong ammonia smell and yellow stains, but this toilet is unexpectedly clean and tidy. There is a gorgeous chandelier on the top, which is always on. It seems that no one has ever used it, and someone cleans and maintains it every day.
When I said that my body had returned to normal, the chandelier flickered a few times and the light became dim. It was like some kind of signal, and we all heard it all at once, the roaring sound from a place that seemed to be far away from the toilet. It is not a sound that humans can make at all, and it makes people subconsciously think that it is definitely not a sound from the natural world. After hearing this sound, the first thought that came up in my mind was a "monster". We did not continue to talk, and stayed silently in the toilet for a short while. During this time, the horrible roar only appeared once, and then it went completely silent, as if the whole world was surrounded by silence.
Until the sound of dripping water came out from the toilet, breaking this depressive silence. The three of us walked out of the toilet one after another and found ourselves in a corridor. There was no one in the corridor except us. On one side, numbered doors extend forward along the corridor, and on the other side are glass windows.
We came to the window and looked out and saw a sunny landscape. There is a green blanket, short trees, and a small pond. Spring water flows from a water bottle on the shoulder of a mermaid stone sculpture. There are benches under the shade of the tree. There are also some horizontal bars, sand pits, swings and seesaws and other community amusement facilities. .
We are probably on the third floor ~ IndoMTL.com~ and we can overlook the street directly opposite the outer wall. Aside from being empty and surrounded by loneliness, there is not much difference from reality. Even the materials of this building are all things that can be seen everywhere in reality. Such a scene is completely different from the other world I imagined.
"This is a mental hospital." Omi said suddenly.
Fr. Xi Sen and I looked at her in surprise, and she explained: "I seem to have seen this kind of scenery somewhere, probably an orphanage or a mental hospital, but I think it's more likely a mental hospital. If you go out through that door, you can see the signboard." She pointed to the big iron door on the outer wall and said. The big iron door was only **** with a chain from the inside, and it seemed that it would be difficult to unlock without the corresponding tools.
"It's a little different from what I imagined. Father Xi Sen, is this the world that rules the bureau?" I couldn't help asking Father Xi Sen again.
"People who come in for the first time will have this kind of illusion. However, this is indeed the ruling bureau." Father Xi Sen's face is solemn, it seems that every time he turns his eyes, he is vigilantly observing invisible corners and shadows. , Trying to find out what is hidden inside, "The main body of the ruling bureau is hidden in an underground building, but even on the ground, there are many dangerous things... Wait, what is that?" He suddenly pointed in a direction Say.