Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 392: Dead City

Every step, every street, and every room I walked through will outline a map on the retina screen. I tried to use the equipment on both sides of the road and in the house. According to Father Xi Sen, the equipment here can be connected to the security network of the ruling bureau, but all the equipment I found was damaged. I don't know what will happen once I connect to the secure network. Maybe it won't be too bad, because my current identity has been updated by Super Dorothy. Not only has the three-level safety certification, but also belongs to the temporary security guard of the ruling bureau.

It seems that I can’t directly connect to the security network with my brain hardware, but I found that I can understand some of the ruling bureau text—in a certain house, I found a private diary written on paper, and I read it without difficulty After understanding the content, even though I cannot understand the structure of the language and cannot write it, I can understand the content represented by these words. This private diary records what happened in the 33rd district during a certain period of time. The owner should be an ordinary aboriginal. He said that he was not very clear about the ins and outs of the serious accidents that occurred at that time, but all kinds of The disturbing signs became more and more serious. Until the end, the 33rd district was "cleaned up." After undergoing strict inspections, the aboriginal evacuated the 33rd district together with a small number of residents. He guessed that he himself These people are the only surviving residents in the 33rd district.

From then on, the 33rd district was "abolished". This temporarily opened area is a veritable ghost town.

Even if it is transformed into a prosthetic person. The growing emotions will not interfere with my actions. But I still have emotions and sensibility. These things that make me more like a human drive me to find other people in this deadly silence, narrow vision, and I don't know how big the city is. Whether it’s aboriginal people, such as ordinary people who were involved in accidents like Gregya and Tritty, or a companion who entered with me before, what’s more, it can be an enemy with self-awareness, whatever, as long as It is an intelligent creature that can try to communicate. It can comfort me with the "human nature" that still exists today.

Even the lowest level of security guards, if we have a fight, we can play for some boring time-of course, I'm not sure. According to their current identities, will they still conflict with me, and will they be able to communicate through their identities to obtain more intelligence. This thirty-three district is in a completely deserted and weird state. Not only is the security guards scarce and unable to log on to the secure network, it also proves to some extent that the security system of the ruling bureau has been in such a long period of time after the original "clean-up operation". None of this area was recycled.

All this seems to indicate that there is an "enemy" stronger than the security guards. Although it is not certain that this enemy must be a demon. But there should be a deep relationship with the devil, and it is possible that these "enemy" understand the security system of the ruling bureau, and have been fighting against the security system, so that the security system of the ruling bureau completely cut off the network in this area.

In the state of being unable to log in to the secure network, and it is not clear where to find the transfer node to the normal world, this is a very distressing thing. I am a little lucky that I relied on the power of Super Dorothy to send Gregya and Tritty back to the normal world, otherwise they would not be able to go back, and it would be even more difficult to continue to protect them under the expected circumstances.

To change the current situation of isolation and helplessness. Naturally, it is better than Father Omi and Father Xi Sen.

In the train bound for this area, the adventurers once made an agreement that if an accident happens, everyone will meet at the station in the 33rd district, but. That should be the ideal state. After the train is attacked by a mysterious enemy, there must be few survivors left. The survivors are scattered here, and they may have died before they actually arrive in this city. Even if you enter the city, you will encounter the same predicament as me at the first time. Therefore, I am not sure whether they will still wait for other people at the station, or even, I am not sure whether they are lost in the maze-like city like me, and there is no way to the station.

Anyway, it would be great if you could find a working device and get more information about the 33rd area, such as maps.

After determining what I currently need, my first goal is to find a working device, and my second goal is to find intelligent creatures. This plan is also saved on the retina screen in the form of a task list as scheduled.

I don’t know how much I walked, and I haven’t found more records of aboriginal people, but in a house that looks like a small church from the outside, I found a long nutrient block-ordinary people need it to supplement their body Moisture and nutrients, but 60% of the prosthetic body has been transformed into my body, I don’t seem to need to eat. I don’t feel hungry. However, I hesitated a bit and still follow the "human nature" side. One of them took a bite.

The taste is the same as before leaving the doomsday illusion last time, like chewing wax, there is no taste at all. The emotions generated by the sense of taste will not affect me, but I can still understand how a normal person feels bad when eating this kind of food-it is really hard for Gregya and Tritty, if you don’t eat it. , You have to endure the torment of hunger and thirst.

I gnaw nutrient cubes bite after bite like a radish. Although I don’t feel the need to eat, eating this thing is not useless to me. I can see that in the reality self-check status bar on the retina screen, the item about "energy" is gradually increasing, although very slowly, It is estimated that eating one piece will not produce much increase, but it is a good thing to be able to increase energy, at least it can make me feel the pleasure and satisfaction of "eating".

I wrap the remaining four nutrient blocks in a jacket and carry them on my back. In this way, "food" is ensured, and the next step is to obtain "weapons". Although this embodied body is very hard, even an ordinary knife can give emotional comfort in such a dangerous place. I do not reject this feeling, because its existence makes me feel that I am still a "human". Not a "tool". This makes me very satisfied.

The appearance of the "small church" is unique among the many buildings I have traveled along the way. I think this place should be able to give myself more surprises.

I turned on the interlock determination of the radar status, and coordinated with the dynamically rotating front sight to observe the chapel in all directions. The range of chain determination is maintained at ten meters. The smaller the range, the less energy is needed, but efficiency is also required. I think a distance of ten meters is acceptable. The field of vision of the right eye begins to become a three-dimensional structure diagram of the chapel, which is filled in simultaneously with the expansion of the linkage determination range.

I maintained the chain decision and kept walking around in each room. The exterior of the chapel didn't look big, but the space inside was very spacious. In addition to the hall of about 300 square meters, there are also corridors for entering and exiting at two corners at the end of the hall, and there are also several suites inside. The furnishings of the hall are very simple, and the decoration has become obsolete because of the baptism of time. The rows of chairs on display are not wooden structures in the normal world, but made of metal. They are covered with reddish-brown rust. Just like in the normal world, there is a creation for faith at the end of the hall opposite the main entrance. Although the things also showed the outline of a human shape, the head and half of the body had disappeared, and it was so broken that it was completely unrecognizable whether it was a human or something like a human.

This church is not without such sturdy materials as "structures", but it is still more of wood, earth and stone, and metals of ordinary strength.

Compared to the outside. The environment in the church is even more gloomy. Although there is no wind, you can feel a chill on your back. It seems that even a shadow that can be seen everywhere is worthy of vigilance. The air was extremely heavy, and when I hit the metal chair, I immediately made a clear and startling sound. Such a sound did not lead to any living things, but made the atmosphere even more dull.

The growing sensibility makes me feel that there must be something alive here, and they are observing what is happening in the church from an invisible hole.

In the first passage on the right, the structure is in the shape of a T. I found four rooms. Judging from the furniture and furnishings, they should be places where people live all year round. I try to destroy something with my fist, such as a wall, to see if there is a secret room. But obviously I think too much. Apart from harvesting a few well-hidden nutrient blocks again, nothing more was found. It is really doubtful that the accident was so serious that the aborigines here had to hide the nutrient blocks so tightly.

There have been fights in all these rooms. There are blood stains on the walls, but no bones have been found. The damaged areas have not been repaired for a long time, and the exposed steel bars are about to rust.

I quickly gave up and continued to search for the secret room and proceeded to the passage on the left. According to the partial structure diagram scanned by the linkage decision, the left and right sides are symmetrical structures. I didn't have much hope of finding a clue, but when I entered the last room, there was a slight movement from outside the corridor.

This is a very slight movement, and ordinary people will definitely ignore it, but for the prostheticized me, the senses have surpassed the limit of human beings to some extent, so I heard it very clearly. The only surprising thing is that in the three-dimensional structure picture presented in the right eye field of view, this thing did not exist before. Where did it come from? Maybe from the underground, here is a secret room that my chain judgment scan missed.

This is not surprising. I never think that chain determination can scan anything hidden, especially in this ruling bureau with powerful and mysterious surreal technology. Here, even the most common phone booths have demons. Therefore, it is not surprising that there are surprises in unexpected places. Especially in the case of a "serious accident" that has not been recovered by the security system after being "cleaned up", perhaps the 33rd district that cannot be recovered, it is not surprising that what will happen.

The aborigines who once stayed here are likely to create sufficiently concealed secret rooms in order to survive, in order to prevent themselves from being discovered by the "enemy", or even by the security agencies of the Reign Bureau, which is conducting cleanup tasks.

Now, I may have encountered one.

I didn't go out immediately, but looked at the source of the sound through the wall, and continued scanning through the chain determination. While breathing, the outline of the moving object was presented on the retinal screen. A small person, dressed in a black robe from hood to toe, is a child? Or something else? This guy's movements are very sensitive. Also very gentle. It knew that I was in the room at the end, and when I entered the room, it crept out of the secret room gently.

I am very happy to meet this little guy, whether it is "human" or not. When I walked out of the room, the little man was almost at the door leading to the hall. He was keenly aware of my presence. When I greeted me like "Hello", he speeded up vigilantly and did not listen to others. , Rushed into the hall in a flash.

Such behavior made me realize that this guy is not strong either physically or mentally, because he is weak. Therefore, to live a life full of oppression, you must maintain a sense of trembling, and even neurotic vigilance at all times. Moreover, it is probably not a human being from a normal world. If you are a person in the normal world, you will not be so resistant to contact if you encounter your own kind in such a terrible place, and also release a kind of kindness.

Realizing that the little man in front of me is probably an aboriginal here, I couldn't help but speed up to catch up. I just closed my mouth, because the other party probably doesn't understand my language, and I can't speak the language of the ruling bureau. Unfamiliar language and pronunciation can cause extremely serious misunderstandings, and the other party has the idea of ​​running away the first time. For this reason.

The little man is very agile. But the prosthetic incarnation of me was faster. This guy seemed to realize this, and suddenly turned around, and took out a weapon from under the flying robe—it seems to be a gun—I didn’t intend to try this prosthetic incarnation body. The degree of hardness, so before being pointed by the weapon, he suddenly threw himself to one side.

Sure enough, it was a weapon such as a firearm. In the flashing blue gun flame at the launching port, bullets spilled out. In the blink of an eye, the swept wall and the humanoid creature for faith were punched out several fists. Hole. Dull voice. It seems to burst from the walls and the inside of the creation.

It's really a dangerous weapon. Even if it's against a security guard, it can support it for a while in terms of attack power. Sure enough, there is a strong enemy at least at the level of security guards in this city, otherwise this guy would not be able to take a retreat strategy for the first time while holding such a powerful weapon.

The little man has quite a wealth of combat experience. It was not the first time that the bullet did not hit the target. It calmly pressed down the muzzle. While stepping back towards the door, I followed my movements with my sight. If I hadn't moved quickly enough, the bullet would have hit me long ago. I don't want to use this method to determine if I am as hard as a security guard.

The little man began to realize that his attack was useless, so he took out some lumps from his robe again and threw them in front of him. At the same time, he kicked his legs back out of the church. I lowered my body propellantly and got into the row of chairs, because the look of the thing and the reaction of the other party couldn't help but reminiscent of things like "grenade".

Sure enough, the lump exploded. It didn't fall to the ground and exploded directly in the air. After the violent flash, there were no spatters and strong shock waves as imagined, but there was indeed a certain degree of impact surging through the air. The invisible attack is probably a kind of wave, because my retina screen began to show unstable fluctuations and flickers, and it seemed to turn off at any time, and the body became quite heavy. I guess that this should be an attack mode against security guards. This impact is enough to paralyze the most common security guards within a certain period of time, and it should be a prosthetic body manufactured with similar technology, which will also be quite affected. .

Unfortunately, I am not a full-body security guard. Sixty percent of it is prosthetic, which means that forty percent are still human.

The effect of this thing on the human part is not so good.

The retina screen still didn't return to normal, and my body was very heavy, but after confirming that there was no further damage, I immediately got out of the bench and chased the little man to the outside of the church. At this time, the guy had already stretched the distance between it and me by 20 meters~IndoMTL.com~ was climbing up a step. Seeing my appearance, it seemed a little surprised. Although he couldn't see the expression under the robe, his movements were obviously sluggish, and then he ran up the steps even harder.

In my opinion, the escape route it chose was not good, but it was not bad either. It was a narrow three-meter-wide narrow road with high walls on both sides, and the **** of the steps was nearly sixty degrees. , Almost straight up and down, it is easy to suppress shooting. Of course, maybe it has already prepared for it to escape.

I chased up without saying a word. The little man started shooting downwards as expected. This narrow space gave me nowhere to escape, so I raised my arm to cover my face, lowered my body and continued upward. Climb away.

As guessed, the body blocked the bullets very well. Although they were still affected by the impact, these bullets could not penetrate the skin of the prosthetic body. I don't even feel the pain, I just feel the pressure like a wave.

Even so, if there is no good way, I don't want to be so brutal.

A few seconds later, the little man's gun made a hollow sound, and it started to climb up. When we reached the second half of the steps one after the other, a very strong vibration came from under my feet.