Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 599: Broken shell

Sakiya and the file were not in the room. I folded the blanket and placed it on the corner of the sofa. When I saw some snacks and half of the beer on the coffee table, I ate. www. dyzww. (Internet) I turned on the TV embedded on the wall, but found that all channels were broadcasting military and government propaganda films, as well as some interviews with government military officials. There were no normal entertainment programs at all. However, the signs of the channels indicated that these TVs usually You can also receive radio signals from the outside world, but there is no signal at all now. If you think about it, you can probably understand what is going on. Before we entered the 51st District, the entire surrounding area of ​​Las Vegas was shielded by the Nazis with special means of electronic signals. It seems that until now, the American government, which claims to have the highest level of electronic warfare in the world, has still failed to break the Nazis. Block the signal in this area.

Compared with the experience of entering the boundary line, and the situation learned from the young man Gao Chuan's phantom, the waiting in the 51st District is a little bit flat. Of course, I am not complaining about the lack of excitement in life. No matter what angle my experience is, it seems too exciting. Although my emotions have been strictly managed by the brain hardware, I still have this perception. And, if possible, I would prefer to live a dull and somewhat boring life like this half of the day. I don’t know if other Gaochuan had the same idea. However, I did think so in an occasional moment, but , I quickly left behind as meaningless thoughts, because I have to admit that before the plan is completed, my life will definitely be like sailing in a storm. Another bigger wave is on the cusp.

It's been quiet for a while. The time that belongs to me alone is not so much precious. Not as illusory as it is. I don't need to pay attention to listening, I can feel that where I can't see, the turbulence of the undercurrent is about to reach a critical value. There is no major event in this world that happens alone and suddenly. In other words, everything that seems to be accidental is inevitable, but it is limited by the time frame and the amount of information, and it is impossible to see the inevitable connection in the first time. The series of changes that I have encountered seem to be unexpected. I was caught off guard, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that none of them are unreasonable and unprovoked. Of course, it is much easier to deduce the cause and clues from the result than it is to deduce the result from the cause and clues.

Even if I have brain hardware, I can only act as an afterthought when dealing with the results learned in the realm line at this time.

The physical condition recovered in the boundary line is still fresh in my memory after waking up. Even though the sense of existence of brain hardware and prostheticization has been restored as before, the data listed on the retina screen and the data system when observing foreign objects on the retina screen, plus the tentative activation of various power modes that are already familiar, They are all telling me that they have returned to "normal". I still perceive how profoundly the experience in the boundary line affects me—especially the body at that time, which is a product of mapping completely different from the body now, although I can’t clarify the details of the specific differences and the causes. The reason for this difference, however. I still feel instinctively that even at that time, the body is still not really "reality". But it is closer to a certain essence than the present incarnation of the prosthetic body driven by the brain hardware.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of this that I will do something that I would never do at all-just eat up the bread with others' leftover beer. When I noticed it, I had already done such a thing in a subconscious state. Let’s not mention the types and nature of food. Actually, I don’t need normal people’s food, let alone eat what others left behind. Moreover, in this room, I don’t have enough food to force myself to eat. Next this one.

This is a problem that the brain and hardware cannot handle. Judging this behavior, it lists data that has not been displayed for five minutes from theory to evidence, and finally concludes that "not necessary, but meaningful "Such an ambiguous conclusion-maybe I should be happy, it didn't crash because of this ambiguous conclusion.

Next, I still did something "unnecessary, but meaningful". I looked in the mirror and carefully checked the appearance and eyes of my body. After I completely unified my appearance, data, and self-awareness, I finally believed that I was out of the realm of nightmare—no, it should be said, in the end Convinced myself that this powerful and capable self is the existence with practical significance.

If you enlarge this kind of thinking to include reality, it’s actually ridiculous, isn’t it? In fact, after going through the boundary line, maybe I can't figure out what the so-called practical significance is. Reality should be objective, but the doomsday fantasy world and boundary lines seem to narrow the "objectivity" observed from a realistic perspective. As a result, my requirements for realistic meaning are now biased towards needs without knowing it-not because of the objective needs of reality, but because of my own needs and acknowledging its objectivity.

However, when the demand is large, it is actually a subjective bias. I understand that when I have the above thoughts, the boundaries of "reality" are becoming blurred subjectively. Reality, doomsday illusion and boundary line, the differences in my state, encounter and cognition in these three environments are too great, but the three environments are not completely unrelated, much less like "dreaming" and "waking up". The boundaries of "come" are so clear. If there were only apocalyptic illusions and reality, I can still convince myself to distinguish the apocalyptic illusions as virtual reality and distinguish them from "reality". However, the existence of the boundary line blurs this boundary, and it seems to be A grey area between the apocalyptic fantasy and reality.

You don’t need to think too deeply, just need to define the scope of their respective involved, you can intuitively see the connection between the three. The realm line is the place "close to the collective subconsciousness of patients with doomsday syndrome". Doomsday illusion is a world constructed by patients with apocalyptic syndrome who have lost their individuality, and the physical structure of the doomsday illusion system is in the "reality"-or it can be transformed. The way of understanding is not "the physical structure of the doomsday fantasy system is in the'reality'", but "the place where the physical structure of the doomsday fantasy system is called'reality'".

So. Has this definition of ‘reality’ become ambiguous? The "reality" in this definition began to downplay its unique objectivity. It becomes a "mark" that distinguishes it from the other three illusions, and thus becomes "subjective" and "demand."

I haven't actually been to "reality". My cognition of "reality" is inherited from various previous Gaochuan memories. As for Gao Chuan before me, the cognition that the hospital environment was "reality" was produced because of the physicality, logic, and roots embodied in that environment. However, the "virus" itself is a physicality that does not exist for the time being. For the time being, there is no logical existence. What it really possesses is actually the most fundamental "root". However, this origin is also carried out in the doomsday illusion and the realm line, which makes it "exist" in the doomsday illusion and the realm line. It is an existence that has more practical meaning than "mapping" and "phantom".

If we say that existence and objective definition are inseparable, what exists is objective and reality, then after acknowledging the existence of "virus" in the doomsday illusion and boundary line. Can it be considered that the doomsday illusion and the boundary line are objective reality?

"Virus", no, it should be called "Jiang" now. It itself is an existence that makes the definition of the term "objective reality" narrow and ambiguous. Maybe my contact with it was too deep, and the impact was too direct and strong. However, the alienation after the infection has been delayed due to various reasons, so the current conceptual cognition abnormality has occurred. For other patients with doomsday syndrome. Because they have alienated too thoroughly after infection, and even lost their individuality, their existence has undergone a fundamental change, but they have become more distinct in their definition and cognition of "reality"-those who live in this doomsday illusion People don't think that there is reality besides this world. They have been dreaming all their lives from birth to death, experiencing only a false life cycle.

I have stored the above complicated and messy thoughts like drafts in my brain hardware. To others, these thoughts must be like the babbling of a mental patient, but to me, they are extremely important things, because they really belong to me, not passed down by Gao Chuan before. , Thinking about yourself and the world in which you live. In this philosophical archive, I further confirmed my independence.

Although my perception of "reality" has indeed become confused because of these thoughts, I am not afraid or panicked, and I am sure that this is not the brain hardware at work, even if there is no brain hardware. In fact, I am not worried or afraid of my chaos at this time. Because, after returning from the boundary line, I have a feeling-I won't live to the day when I return to reality.

This means that in this world that was judged to be an illusion in the previous Gaochuan memory information, everything I experienced is my reality, my everything, I was born in the **** of this world, and Will die in a corner of this world. From this perspective, the "worldwide" difference between me and the file has become very small.

In this case, what if my concept of "reality" becomes confused?

Yes, that's it, I want this world to be real. Even the Gaochuan people in the past believed that the other side was real, that was just their thoughts. To me, the other side actually had no practical significance, because the things I can do, I really know, can be touched. Everything you encounter is only in this world—the “reality” that cannot be really touched and can only obtain intelligence from memory information. There are so many one-sided and rebuttable places. Why should I regard it as real? And regard the world where you can only live from life to death as an illusion?

Of course, one cannot deny the worldview passed down by Gao Chuan in the past just for some subjective reasons, because although it seems to be rebuttable, it cannot be completely falsified. So, for insurance, I still have to implement the established plan. However, I stared at myself in the mirror and thought:

Since I will destroy the world in which I live, but I cannot see the changes in reality, nor can I confirm whether Sakiya and Hakkei can really be saved after the destruction of this world by the plan. So, as the executor, not the observer of the final result, this Gao Chuan. Born here, and die here. Destroying together with the truth that you believe is actually a good end.

When this thought arises, even if I feel my death in my instinct, I don't feel any regret or resistance anymore. Even, when I think that I will die in this world and will usher in the end with the same result as everyone else, I feel relieved.

"Yes. I will die with you, although it is only me, Gao Chuan, who will die with you." I said to myself in the mirror: "But this is the truth that truly belongs to me."

At that moment, maybe it was dazzled. I seemed to see myself in the mirror turned into the illusion of a young Gao Chuan, but after blinking, I was still the same as before—an adult’s size, without my left eye, and my right eye, like fake eyes, exuding inorganic Quality luster. There was a blue flame burning in his pupils.

Although it’s not that I’ve never looked in a mirror before, I’ve never felt like I am now, not a reflection. Not a phantom, not a machine born for a plan. It is not a continuation of the previous Gaochuan, but an independent life named "Gaochuan" that truly exists in this world.

There was movement behind him, the door opened, and Sakiya, the people from the File Team, and Father Xi Sen filed in. When I turned to face them, their movements obviously paused. Except for Sakuya, everyone else had expressions of surprise and confusion. The file first asked: "What happened? Takakawa."

"What do you mean?" I asked calmly.

"You look a little different..." The file's expression became serious. She seemed to think this was a very serious problem. She turned her head and said to Father Xi Sen, "Is it possible?" This problem sounds to me. Some are headless, but it can be guessed that the core of the problem is that the file sees "difference" as some kind of abnormal invasion.

"No, Mr. Gao Chuan is okay." Father Xi Sen categorically denied the file's guess, "He looks more energetic than before, doesn't he?"

"Speaking of spirit..." The file still hesitated, but I have to say that she felt really keen, "It doesn't seem right, but I can't talk about the specifics." She paused. Said: "It feels like running out of the painting and becoming...real. Haha—" She seemed to be amused by her feelings, and other people also thought it was a good joke, and opened their mouths.

"Anyway, is it good news?" Father Xi Sen just said to me with a smile like that. However, I cannot tell from his attitude whether he really thinks my change is a good thing.

"Yes, I think so." When I replied that way, other people looked for a place in the room to sit down. Depending on the situation, it seemed that a meeting was going to be held. During the time I entered the boundary line, they seemed to have gathered together for a period of time.

"Ah, my beer and bread!" The file turned his eyes from the coffee table to my face with regret and inconceivability, "Did you eat it?"

"Yes." I nodded, without any excuses or embarrassment. Perhaps this calm attitude made the file unable to vent her emotions. She opened her mouth, and finally just scratched her head vigorously, throwing the empty cans and the bag of bread into the trash can with a gloomy expression. Then he said: "Isn't there food in the refrigerator?"

"Yes." I still just said that, and nodded.

The file stared at me for a while, and mumbled: "Are you really Gao Chuan? The Gao Chuan I know? What the hell, he turned into a weird person after a while."

I ignored her and stepped forward and grabbed Sakiya's hand. Although I can't see her expression, she must be able to feel my change. However, unlike the past, I will no longer use excuses to conceal the difference between myself and the previous Gaochuan. I hope to be able to face everyone who whispers as a Gao Chuan who truly exists here ~ IndoMTL.com ~ independent of this in the rest of my time. Even if I face Sakiya, Hakkei, and Omi, I will not explain it, because words can no longer explain the cause and effect of this change.

Now, I am real. I am standing here, not a continuation of the last Gaochuan, not because of the memory and information of the past Gaochuan, or simply for everything in the so-called "reality". Although it is undeniable that those factors gave birth to me and constituted my important factors, but they are no longer all, nor are they the most important.

I who stand here now, like Sakiya, Hakjing, Omi, and File, were born in this world and will eventually exist in this dead personality. My life will be very short, but--

"I'm here, I won't go anywhere." I said to Sakiya.

Maybe it's incomprehensible because it's headless and incomprehensible. Maybe Sakiya doesn't understand what this sentence means to me, but she still responded.

Just a "hmm" sound made me feel that this life is enough.

-be-nue……(To be continued...)

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