Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 594: Circular dormitory

The circular corridor we are in has a familiar sense of sight. The seamless metal walls, the smell of floating in the air, the sound of heels hitting the road, are empty, leaving only their own atmosphere. A Gao Chuan's memory flickered in his mind. шШщ.dyzww.网} For a moment, I will overlap where I am with the place I lived in after Gaochuan returned to reality. However, this trance was quickly cleared from the brain and hardware, and I did not return to reality. This layer was not the black tower in the reality hospital, but the 51st area buried deep underground in the doomsday fantasy. base.

These constantly beating senses of sight have not appeared a lot in the past. It is a very subtle feeling. There is a kind of nostalgia, and it urges oneself to move around, wanting to pick up the hazy veil of deja vu and verify that it should be different What is the connection between things? The “past” that creates the sense of sight cannot be recalled every time, and even this “past” does not really exist, it is just a fictitious illusion. However, when I feel this way, I chase When I reminisce about the physical body that caused this feeling, I probably only longed for the process of doing so and I was chasing it, thinking about it, and chewing it carefully, I felt that my soul became light and fluttering, as if walking in a parallel. In the time and space, the already established facts have become less certain, and it seems that he can change something.

I know, this feeling is just an illusion. Just like the layered scene I'm in now, it may really be similar to an existence I've seen in the past, so I have this sense of sight. For example, the 51st district base, this place for us to rest and retreat, can be regarded as a reflection of the impression consciousness of the "Gaochuan" ontology of the actual hospital and the black tower of the hospital.

However, even if I think so, there is no evidence. and. I have always known that when the reality of personality consciousness is mapped into this world, it inevitably produces distortions, confuses impurities, and is full of subjective elements. Therefore. I can't completely connect the two I think of in such a simple way.

Contemplating the relationship between the phenomena seen in this world and the changes in reality, and chasing the relationship between the familiar sense of sight and past existence, is actually meaningless. Because the things that exist in this world only exist in this world, and only have meaning to this world.

Because this world and the things that exist in this world are not mirror images of reality, though. They are indeed reflecting some objective changes in reality, but a large part of it is condensed by subjective consciousness, interacting with each other, and it is only a distorted mapping full of impurities. This is also the reason why Dr. Ender’s human replenishment plan is still in theory, even though various instruments are used to monitor the data changes in the world, and even create a super series of colors as the center of the world, executing the so-called "script". . They still cannot fully grasp the interaction between the world and reality.

""I stared at another familiar scene.

Father Xi Sen pressed his palm on the wall, centering his palm. Countless loops of blue light spread around, and quickly filled the wall with a gate-shaped rectangle... At that moment, I felt that Father Xi Sen did not exist, and it was actually himself who did this. , And the location is not in the 51st district. What I saw before my eyes seemed to be just a mirror-like illusion, when the water surface was stirred. Then he could see his broken face in the waves of water. However, there was a moment when the water wave finally subsided, and the next moment, Father Xi Sen's figure became real again.

At this moment, in this place. He was indeed opening the door, not me.

I shook my head lightly, throwing away the sudden sensation of reality and illusion.

After all the loops formed by the blue light disappeared, on the originally smooth and seamless wall, the door-sized part was sunken inward, and then slid into the side wall.

The door opened.

Father Xi Sen made a "please come in" gesture. Me, Sakuya, and File filed in, and found that the space inside was hemispherical and the total area was less than 100 square meters, even though the items were displayed. The styles are full of high-tech sense, but on the whole, it makes people feel that it is just a dormitory-type suite, not a room dedicated to receiving important people.

"It seems that our treatment is not very good." The file picked up a soldier doll placed on the top of the low glass cabinet and said to Father Xi Sen: "Soldier's dormitory?"

"Sergeant's quarters." Father Xi Sen said: "This is the residence prepared for us in the 51st District."

"Everyone lives in a room like this?" asked the file.

"Everyone." Father Xi Sen nodded and said: "Although the plan is imperative, the zhèng government agency does not want us people to get in touch with too much about the 51st District."

"You can see it." The file smiled, not caring about the situation, or rather, expecting it.

"Then, you should rest first." Father Xi Sen said goodbye to us, "After your people arrive, they will be arranged near this room. If you have leisure, you can walk straight along the corridor outside. There are gyms and recreational facilities at the end. People from other organizations often go there too."

"They also live in this corridor?" File asked as he checked the structure of the room.

"Part of it." Father Xi Sen said, people have already got out of the door..."" Before the door closed automatically, he turned to us and said, "If you want to get in and out, you just need to put your palms as I did just now. On the wall." After that, the door was completely closed, and the wall once again returned to its original seamless integrated form. Sakiya walked up curiously and touched it, and turned around and said that there was really no trace of it. If you want to open the door, the pressure and delay of the palm on the wall have certain requirements, just touch it casually. It is impossible to open it. As for the unlocking principle, it is naturally not a simple fingerprint authentication or the like.

The file untied the equipment and threw it on the floor beside the sofa. He said in an old-fashioned tone: "Sometimes, things that are too high-tech can hardly be distinguished from'mysterious' if you don't understand the principle. It's coming out. It's like the technology of the ruling bureau. In fact, long ago, I always felt that the ruling bureau was just a science and technology that modern society couldn't resolve. But..." There was a look of sigh on her face. After a pause, I said: "Later, I was convinced that it was really not technology, but a mystery. Do you know why I'm so sure?"

I didn't have any expression, just sitting on the sofa and listening quietly, Sakiya looked at the file. With a look of inquiry. The file smiled and said: "It's very simple. Technology is logical, and mystery is illogical. The things that govern the bureau seem to be logical, but in fact, it can't be deduced by logic at all... The more times you have, you will definitely feel this. Many things inside...really illogical, incomprehensible, really...terrible."

I don’t know why the file suddenly made such a sigh during this period of time. Although there are perceptual research projects in psychology and many theories have been researched, in real life, too complex factors lead to perceptual Bursts are always inexplicable. Theories are often too pale. The brain hardware, which is shaped like a computer and works logically, is also unable to analyze the sensibility of each time through the theories I know. On the contrary, it chose to ignore sensibility.

I just watched the file take off the uniform jacket in silence and walked to the bathroom. "I want to take a shower, any of you want to come together?" Her expression at this time was extremely hot, and it was difficult for people to tell if it was serious. I have no reaction at all. Sakiya seemed to be affected by the ambiguous eyes of the file, and she shook her head in a panic. The file licked the corners of his mouth, Shi Shiran walked into the bathroom, Sakuya's blushing cheeks returned to normal when the sound of water came.

"When can we go back?" Sakiya hugged the teddy bear doll. Ask me that, she seems a little homesick.

"Soon." I comforted her softly.

"Agawa..." Sakiya showed a slightly nervous expression for the first time, "I, I don't think so well."

"Not so good?" I did not dare to ignore any of her problems "Restricted Doomsday 594 circular dormitory", because I really care about her too much, she is one of my most important people, even if she The words at this moment are a bit confusing. I looked at her earnestly and expressed the hope that she could elaborate.

"I don’t know what’s wrong, but since we entered here, I don’t feel good." Sakiya frowned slightly and hugged the teddy bear in her arms, "This feeling, like It’s the same when we saw that strange machine in the suburbs."

"Strange machine, that spinning pituitary-shaped thing?" If there is no brain hardware, I should be surprised, because it is the first time I heard Sakiya talk about it. Before, Sakiya didn't show it at all.

"Um...I don't know how to explain...but..." Sakiya seemed to be troubled by how to describe this feeling. "I'm a little uneasy." When she talked about anxiety, her whole body radiated. The smell of fear. I don't know what she perceives, this kind of fear makes people a little caught off guard. I moved to her and sat down, grabbing her palm, hoping to pass on my strength to her and relieve her growing emotions at this time, but this is not very useful. The word "uneasy" is like Turning on the switch of fear emotion is like bursting a dike. When a small opening appears in the dike, the rushing tide will tear the opening even larger.

Sakiya's body began to tremble, as if shaking a sieve, the blood faded from her face, as if she was about to rub a teddy bear into her body, and she hugged him tightly. I hurriedly hugged her. Her changes were so drastic that I didn’t know what to do, because none of the emotional regulation methods I knew could suppress this situation, and I couldn’t understand that she was still very normal before. Why did it suddenly become like this, and what was it that affected her? According to her previous statement, there must be something strange in the 51st District, another pituitary spinning machine? Is it a piece of spiritual integration in the spinning pituitary machine? Is it the influence of "Jiang"? Unable to judge, I did not detect any abnormal factors, but I know that Sakiya’s feelings must be correct, and the results derived from her feelings are also logical, because even though Father Xi Sen did not elaborate Explain the plan for the 51st District, but the targets to be dealt with include the Nazis. This is almost on the table.

If they say that their target is the pituitary spinning machine that the Nazis took away before, that's not surprising at all. If it is said that the thing that can make them confront the doomsday truth cult is the spinning pituitary machine, or things related to it, it is also worthy of hypothesis.

Although Sakiya’s state allows me to make a clearer judgment, but. If possible, I would rather she not suffer this kind of pain. Under the fear of the brain hardware, my emotions were so calm, but I suddenly felt that I hated this kind of calmness. Because I can't even worry about Sakiya at this time.

"Restricted Doomsday Syndrome" I couldn't resolve Sakiya’s fear, but the teddy bear puppet in Sakiya’s arms began to melt and turn into a substance like asphalt, actively climbing on her face and condensing into that A mask of Rorschach. In my arms, countless silk threads proliferating from the mask completely wrapped Sakiya, turning her into the form of an "Ember Messenger" again. Although it makes me feel like a passive transformation, but. After transforming, her body seemed to be relieved, and finally relaxed. This scene made me feel that this gray airtight attire was like a bullet case, protecting Sakiya's weak body.

In this way, after Sakuya transformed in the wilderness of Las Vegas, there has been no reason why her transformation has been lifted. It seems possible to make assumptions. Perhaps this is a sense of self-protection that is close to instinct. You need items made by Super Dorothy to defend. At present, only Sakiya herself can feel that there are not many abnormalities that meet these two filtering conditions, and it is likely to involve the change of "Jiang". I don't really want my hypothesis to be correct, because that means I can do it. There are not many things.

Sakuya's body calmed down. I couldn't help asking: "Is it better? Ah Ye."

"Well, it's okay." Sakiya's strange voice after her transformation sounded from behind the mask, and she gently pushed my chest to sit up.

"Is it okay?" I stared at the mask with no expression, and confirmed it again.

"Really." Sakiya lowered her head and looked at her hands. It seems to express the emotion of "I feel weird too", but once there is no such feeling in the voice, "there is no feeling at all."

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" The sound of a file came from behind, we turned our heads, and met with different eyes from her, "Why do you become this again?" She seemed to be sharp because of Sakiya's transformation. When he noticed something, he frowned slightly.

"Something strange happened." I just said that.

The file was wiping her hair with a bath towel. The large bath towel swayed with the ups and downs of the gestures, covering a small part of the skin, but from the large gaps, it can still be concluded that she was not wearing any clothes at this time. However, neither the male me nor Sakiya, who is always reserved when facing outsiders, did not react at all to such a scene. The brain hardware and mask seem to have similar characteristics.

The file was a little surprised by our performance. He stared at my face and Sakuya's mask for a long while, put down the towel that wiped his head, and wrapped it around his own body. During this period, it is natural that there will be springtime leaks, but since everyone is indifferent, it makes no sense at all.

"Strange things?" The file muttered to himself, opening the cabinet that looked like a refrigerator. It was really a refrigerator. She took out a can of beer on the "entertainment show", opened it with a snap, and slammed her body on the opposite sofa. Then she asked further, "So, what is this strange thing?" "

I described Sakiya's state again, the expression of the file is cautious, but there is no clue. "If he does not join the plan, Father Xi Sen will not reveal more clues. That guy is such a person. He seems to be a generous and good person, but it is impossible for a truly generous and good person to be like him. You have lived through the experience to the present." The file pointedly said, "However, if you want to get clues, you don’t have to say it. Anyway, from now on, you decide."

After this suggestive conversation, our investigation of Sakiya's abnormality stopped temporarily. Although Father Xi Sen’s attitude is very friendly ~IndoMTL.com~, he is not the real manager of the 51st District after all, and no one knows whether the room we are in is equipped with a monitoring device. After the file entered the room, he habitually arranged jamming devices secretly. However, the technology of the 51st district was very superb. Who knows whether those general-purpose jamming devices are really effective. After a while, about twenty minutes later, the rest of the file team joined us, and for the next four hours, everyone stayed in the room to rest without any interference.

Except for me, Sakuya, and File, who are separated in the same room, the gray fox and the fast gun are separated together, on the left side of our room, and three women, the wrestler, the cleaner, and the cheka, live on the opposite side. . We joined, separated, and joined again, leaving the room several times during the period, without seeing other people coming and going in the corridor. The wide circular corridor with no end in sight on both sides gives people an abnormal sense of death. Listening to your own footsteps, when you keep walking along the corridor, you always feel that something strange will happen suddenly.

We didn’t see the bars and entertainment facilities mentioned by Father Xi Sen, because in the tentative twenty minutes, we never reached the end of the corridor. It felt like we were in endless circles. , But in fact, it is almost impossible to verify in the corridor where there is no reference, which is always monotonous. However, as long as we press our palm on the wall, we can always return to our room.

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