Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 335: Crying bell

335 Fierce Bell

The petite girl's habit of not trusting strangers easily is a bit ingrained. Other students have put down their guard against Father Xi Sen, but this girl always jumps out and shows skepticism from time to time. However, other students did not follow her actions to doubt the authenticity of Father Xi Sen's identity. From their mixed expressions of apology and helplessness, one can draw a conclusion that this girl is also like this in normal times. The blessed boy quietly said to me: "She is a little uncomfortable and has a slight delusion of being victimized. This is not my intentional slander. She has been to the counseling room several times. I heard that she needs to check her psychology regularly outside the school. Doctor. However, once you get acquainted with her, you will find that she is actually very good at talking and has many advantages."

"Do you like her?" Although the blessed boy said something bad about the petite girl, I keenly discovered a clue from his last words.

The fat boy suddenly showed embarrassment and embarrassment. He didn't directly admit it, but the blinking eyes that fell on the petite girl from time to time allowed me to confirm this speculation. As a man who has already married and established a business, I can naturally give him various practical experiences in this regard, but I don't think he is a person who has the courage to follow these experiences. So, I just patted him on the shoulder, walked to the petite girl, and said to the girl who was still in a trance, thinking, and suspicious: "Your classmate wants to tell you something."

After being awakened by me, she responded a few times, then cast her gaze at the Fu Fu boys, then turned her head, showing me a confused and surprised expression.

"Are you looking for me?" She pointed to herself and asked with some uncertainty.

"Yes."

So, as the petite girl walked over there, I gave the blessed boy a thumbs up behind her.

After that, I stopped paying attention to these people, and went to the door to look at the misty and mirage-like scenery in the fog. I heard a sizzling sound like electricity. After a while, the bar suddenly lit up because of bad weather. The light flashed quickly for several times. Finally, the sizzling electric noise It became clear, and the light of the bar stabilized. We were all taken aback by this unprovoked change, and we all looked at Father Xi Sen who controlled the secure network terminal. He shook his head and said that he did not do it himself.

"What happened?" Female security guard Cui Di muttered to herself, showing a trace of anxiety, "Turn it off!"

"No, we don't even know where the light came from. Why did the lighting system suddenly work on its own?" The sturdy boy quickly came back to his senses. He quickly walked along the wall, but didn't find it. The lighting may be switched on.

The light does not come from an obvious light-emitting device, such as a light bulb. It is like the walls, ceilings and floors that seep into every corner of the store. The light is a bit dim, but it is constantly changing colors. The lines, spots and patterns of light are like running horses, constantly flowing under our feet, around and above our heads. Immediately afterwards, not only the lighting system but also the sound system was activated unknowingly.

Someone was talking, a kind of electronic sound, speaking the language of the ruling bureau. Although I didn't understand it, it felt like a "welcome" greeting. Immediately afterwards, amidst the sizzling sounds of suspected electric current, there was a hoarse and monotonous sound, just like music played from a worn-out loudspeaker of the last century. Listening to the rhythm is reminiscent of slow rocking dance music in our world.

Patterns composed of different colors of light gathered on the high platform at the end, but there was no one on it. The empty stage was only left with immobile metal pipes, and an atmosphere of eternal silence immediately surrounded me. stand up. Everyone stood there blankly, seeming to forget even in the blink of an eye, immersed in the loneliness and loneliness that permeated the store.

"It's so beautiful." The burgundy-haired girl broke her silence.

"It's sad." The petite girl pressed her mouth hard, as if she was about to cry.

"This is in trouble." A voice that is incompatible with the speeches of the first two came in. Father Xi Sen looked at the secure network terminal with a solemn expression. Red. Although they didn't understand what was written on it, everyone felt a sense of danger coming from above.

"Why, what's the matter?" The blessed boy said nervously: "Why is there a warning in the system? This is definitely a warning!"

"Leave here now." Father Xi Sen waved his hand to signal everyone to follow, and then broke into the fog outside the store without looking back.

Of course, Omi and I immediately followed. I heard a quiet breathing time behind me, and there was also the sound of messy footsteps. The students and female security guards also followed, and someone knocked down a table or chair in a hurry and made a loud noise.

"Quick, keep up!" Tritty urged them in a low voice, "Be careful not to make too much noise!"

Although I don't understand why the warning of the safety system was suddenly triggered, the students were all dumbfounded by this unexpected incident, and just ran with us in a muddle-headed manner. I took a look at Omi and found that she was extremely calm from beginning to end, even in the atmosphere full of sadness, loneliness, and nostalgia, there was no trace of emotional fluctuations. I knew she was not a cold person, so I couldn't help but admire her self-control. At least I can’t do this. After escaping from that sad atmosphere, I can’t help but feel enthusiastic when I think that my world might become such a thing that can only be remembered by future generations at some point. Want to punch the doomsday prophecy.

I want to be strong, I want to save others, I want to defeat the power that has planned the destiny of the entire world.

I clenched my fists tightly and pinched my nails into the flesh, as if the skin was broken, but the pain did not make the thoughts in my heart weaken, I just felt that I would definitely gain more strength from this pain.

Although I am on the run, I am not afraid at all. I feel that no matter what happens again, I can't shake myself at this time. I heard the sound of blood flowing in the body, the sound of heart beating, like a heavy roar when a long-silent powerful engine started.

I took the folding knife out of my pants pocket. Omi seemed to feel my change and turned to look at me, but I just threw the blade of the folding knife out in front of her.

A sharp arc hung from the corner of Omi's mouth, and his eyes suddenly opened wide. The smile exuded evil thoughts and pleasure, which seemed a little frightening.

"Come here, here come, here come—" she muttered, the frequency of words appearing as if they were timing, getting more and more rapid.

Fr. Xi Sen led us to a wide street. We just ran with him and didn't know where we were on the map. When he got here, Father Xi Sen's footsteps gradually slowed down, and finally became just walking speed. He kept looking at the terminal device in his hand, his frowning brows showed no signs of unfolding, his face was always heavy, and it was getting more and more serious. People have a bad feeling. The sound of footsteps behind me became more messy. I looked back and saw that after the girls ran down this section of the road with all their strength in order to keep up with us, they were panting and looked weak, if it weren’t for boys. Hands, maybe they will immediately sit on the ground.

However, everyone feels that the situation is very wrong. The feeling of danger forces them to drain every bit of energy in their bodies. Perhaps they all understand that we will not stop just because they will fall behind.

"Where are we?" The female security guard Cui Di ran a few steps quickly and came to Father Xi Sen, asking in an anxious tone.

"We are approaching the first temporary foothold." Father Xi Sen said: "I tried to turn several intersections before, hoping to get out of the warning range, but it seems that danger has been behind us all the time."

"What the **** is following us? Why is there such an alert?" Tritty said unclearly.

"It may be monsters. I usually call them demons. I think you should call them that way." Father Sisson finally stopped. Although he was answering Tridi’s question, the volume was not low, everyone. You can hear, "Maybe a demon touched the management system of the store and was detected by the safety network, so it prompted that this area is in danger. The safety network system has sent security guards to perform cleaning tasks, but the demon Always follow us, so in the worst case, we have to face the attacks of the devil and the security guard at the same time."

"Ann, security guard? You mean, this prehistoric civilization, will the security system attack us?" The blessed boy asked in surprise. His breathing is not even, so he speaks at the same time. There was a big gasp.

"We are also intruders." The petite girl said worriedly.

"Are you sure we can't get rid of them?" Tritty asked, taking the pistol out of her waist holster, observing the surroundings.

"No way, we are not walking in a straight line, but the warning has not been lifted." Father Xi Sen said.

"Why didn't the security system find the monster..." Tritti paused and changed his words: "After the devil was discovered, we were also listed as targets? The devil may have left, but the security system is tracking us."

"If this is the case, then we are lucky." Father Xi Sen did not directly deny this view. "It is better than facing two types of enemies at the same time. I hope so."

He glanced at the map on the terminal device again, and said to everyone: "Let’s go, take a few more steps before they catch up."

The gray fog on this street is not as dense as the previous environment, at least we can see the houses on both sides of the street. It's just vaguely can't tell which ones are shops and which ones are residential houses. The styles of the buildings on this street are all the same. No one is taller than three stories. Most are rooms with one or two stories. It is hard to see what materials are made of them. They are overdone in white, gray, and black. The square box shape gives people a crowded and out-of-shape feeling, like several square-shaped plasticines are pinched together forcefully.

On the street, probably on the sidewalk, there are also decorations similar to telephone booths and street lights. But I soon learned that it was simply telephone booths and street lights. Because the originally extinguished street lights are coming up along the seats behind us, the reason why we turn our heads to pay attention to the scene behind us is because the abrupt bell rang from there.

The ringtone rang from the phone booth, and it hit us straight along with the street lights illuminating all the way. Everyone really felt a sense of danger of being locked in, and felt that the ringing of telephone bells and street lights were the unknowns chasing us.

The atmosphere on the street began to become weird. No one was walking on this street except us. With the help of the light from the street lamp, our shadow stretches forward. Although there are companions around, people can't help but produce a monotonous panic. The more hurriedly you ran forward, the clearer the sound of footsteps echoing in the street. It was the first time I heard the echo of myself running on such an empty street.

The people behind them really couldn't run anymore. The boys were slowed down by the girls, and then the group stopped and watched the phone ringing and street lights getting closer to them.

"What to do?" Omi asked suddenly.

"You can't abandon these children." Tritty said, and ran back on her own initiative.

"Sooner or later I cannot avoid fighting. I want to see the power of the security system of the ruling bureau." I said, "Father Xi Sen, you said that their center of gravity is not on the ground, right?"

"It's dangerous." Father Sisson just answered me. He looked back at the female security guard running towards the students, and finally stopped.

"I don't like to run away." Omi said so, carrying a huge chainsaw and walking back first.

I smiled at Father Xi Sen. He shrugged his shoulders and followed Omi with me. When the students saw us returning, they all showed excitement. The chasing bells and the light of the street lamps spread to this side at a constant speed. When we and the students gathered together, the street lamps had already jumped over us first and turned on to the end of the street behind us. At this moment, the entire street was illuminated, and the gray fog became thinner in the light. However, the fog further afield was still thick, and people couldn't help feeling that there was a power overlooking the street.

Now, this street will become a battlefield.

At this time, I noticed that not every phone booth is ringing weird bells all the time. When the ringing of the previous phone booth rang, the phone booth behind it stopped. Something is being traced through the telephone line.

"It's coming!" The burgundy-haired girl screamed. At this moment, the bell stopped in the phone booth on our left. It kept ringing, but it didn't move forward.

The female security guard Cui Di poses in a standard shooting position, holding a gun in both hands and aiming at the phone booth. Looking in from the transparent window of the phone booth, half of the shadow is not visible at all, so it makes people feel that something strange will suddenly jump out. To be honest, although she has a solemn and confident expression, I don't think the pistol can solve such a weird opponent.

Other students are shaking their bodies. The girls are probably scared, but the boys are somewhat curious and excited. After all, in reality, you can only see this kind of abnormal scene in a horror movie. The protagonist in the movie When acting with supporting actors, the audience will naturally substitute themselves in, and they will be angry with these characters from the perspective of bystanders. They feel that they have too many unwise actions in the face of danger, and imagine that if they were they, they would do it. better. I think the excitement of the boys is somewhat similar to the emotions at work, because they are already immersed in the scene and become one of the characters.

I am not a person like Omi who can keep a calm attitude at all times. I also have a heroic dream in my heart. I will also substitute myself when I watch a movie. Just like ordinary people, I feel that I can do better when I am on the scene. , So the emotions naturally inevitably boil before the battle. But after fighting against demons and wizards, I somewhat summed up some ways to calm myself down. For example, smoking a cigarette.

I tore open the packaging of the new cigarette case and asked Father Xi Sen and Omi if they wanted one. Neither of them seemed to have the habit of smoking before the battle, so I smoked one myself. When using a lighter to ignite, staring at the swaying flame, it seems that the whole world has disappeared, and only this cluster of flames is left, so my heart seems to be smoothed by the gentle light, becoming a kind of bystander calm.

Just as the smoke was lit, the ringing was interrupted for a short time, and the surroundings fell into dead silence again. Although the street lights of the whole street were on, the light became dim after being filtered by the gray fog. In this faint dim light, the whole street gave rise to an illusion of fading in people's hearts. I say this because this street died a long time ago with the destruction of the ruling bureau and the disappearance of the residents of the ruling bureau.

I heard a sound similar to "Gurulu", as if something was rolling and colliding from the buildings on both sides~IndoMTL.com~ It seemed to be jumping and sprinting. I can imagine the shape of these things through sound. They are round, like bouncing balls. It's strange to say that they didn't enter from both ends of the street, but came straight over the building complex. Of course, Father Omi and Xisen also noticed this abnormal movement in advance. Just when the others began to show a look of uncertainty, the first thing that arrived was not something that made people think that it was a round ball, but it was tracked through a phone booth. thing.

Many gray particles sprayed out of the phone booth like sand, and then converged into a clearly visible wavering line in mid-air. Anyone who has a better eye can see that the lines that make up these lines are actually a kind of characters composed of particles, which are similar to the language of the ruling bureau in the secure network terminal, but many characters are very confusing in structure and need to be described. For a moment, it is the garbled code formed when the program is compiled incorrectly in the real computer.

Because of this imagination, these lines have become something similar to the materialization of code bars in my eyes. Although at the beginning I felt that this unknown enemy was a demon, but at this time, its form made me more convinced that the data demon I had previously imagined really existed.

It is completely different from the demon summoned by Morino.

The sound of gunshots broke the deathly silence, and a faint light of fire and smoke emerged from the muzzle of the female security guard Tritty.