Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 797: Phase change

Watching Gregya run into the underwear shop, Yitai Takakawa and Sakiya continue to move in the direction of Big Ben. On the retina screen, the data of the surrounding scenery began to change. Just a few minutes ago, Gaochuan's memory information was forced to merge The progress reached 80%. The endless phantasies have made the world observed by Gao Chuan become confused. A large number of memories seemed to pour out from the depths of his mind. He understood that those memories did not belong to him, but at this moment, he felt as if he had experienced everything in those illusions. Leaving aside the "reality" level of memory, the experience of "Gaochuan" in the doomsday illusion has many overlapping places in time and place, and these times and places are similar, but stories with different directions have occurred, just like The dense branches cut the sunlight to pieces, and also made the spirit of the body Gao Chuan trance, as if he had made different choices at the same time and place at the same time-and the impact of this contradiction made people unable to adapt.

The body of Gao Chuan feels as if he has crossed countless world lines, and in each world line, he ends with the same ending-death. Before the end of the doomsday fantasy realm, Gao Chuan was already dead. NS. Birth and passing are various, and death is the most real one.

Gao Chuan couldn't help but feel a feeling. It is precisely because of the only death that this memory information truly has a basis for integration, although he has never felt like he is a schizophrenia like now. Severely ill patients with disease.

Those memories are not complete. It's like in every Gaochuan's life, intercepting what they think is the strongest segment of their own life.

Incomplete memory. The overlapping and staggered lives caused the prosthetic Gao Chuan's nasal cavity to become hot. He wiped it with his hand, leaving a scarlet blood on the skin of his fingers.

The normal fusion of Gaochuan’s memory information reached its limit at 60%, but now it has reached 80% due to various changes in mental consciousness. When it exceeded 60%, Gao Chuan had already received the alarm from the brain, but. At that time, the negative impact was not obvious. Now, the sequelae of passively compulsory fusion of memory information is becoming more and more prominent. When the limit is 60%, the confirmation options given by the brain hardware, and now 80%, the confirmation options given by the brain hardware. Although the terms are very similar, Gao Chuan feels that the result will be different. However, it is no longer possible to tell what the difference will be. Achieving a degree of integration of 80%. Gao Chuan has a strong sense of loss. In these memories, the different choices made at similar times and places, and the different experiences that follow, make him unable to find a unique self.

Maybe. The only thing that can be thankful is that no matter which memory it is. All of them share the common point of "death", and a very small number of memories on the "reality" level have continuity on the timeline. Taking "death" as the end point and "reality" as the clue, how much can I maintain my own existence. Yoshitaka Takakawa's expression didn't change much. After wiping off the nosebleed secretly, when Sakiya looked at it, he would give her a gentle smile. This is what he can do now. At this moment, he had never felt weak before, and felt that this extremely strong prosthesis would also disintegrate at any time, and the earth-shaking changes in personality and spiritual consciousness were like twisting into twists.

The Sakiya he saw and the Sakiya in his memory also produced a huge deviation. In his tumbling memories, in every illusion that resembles a memory, Sakiya that appears will not only differ in appearance, but also in personality. Compared with the "same person", it is more like "Two people with similar looks." And among these different Sakuya, Sakuya at this time does not seem so special. It is this feeling that makes the perception that "Sakuya in front of me is just a fragment of personality" becomes a personal experience.

The Sakuya he protects, purely speaking of her in the doomsday illusion, seems to be just a phantom. Which one is more real and which is more important than the one in the memory illusion is incomparable. Gao Chuan, which incorporates 80% of Takakawa’s memory information, carries and recognizes that it is no longer a certain doomsday illusion, a certain “world line” Sakuya. Too much Sakuya, like a phantom, has disappeared with the "world line", and only exists in his memory, causing him to produce intense and irreversible pain.

Just like Sakuya on the last world line. Obviously, which she is, is obviously different from her at this time.

Therefore, I have to pursue the only and true Sakuya based on the only certain and coherent "reality" level. I had to treat them in the doomsday illusion as a fragment. The prosthetic body Gao Chuan kept wiping off his nosebleeds. In his vision, the street scenes of London became grotesque from time to time, as if he was in a world of consciousness, observing the constantly changing ideological products.

No, this world, even the normal world presented in a "material state", is essentially a creation of consciousness. Gao Chuan's steps were a bit staggering, and he was embarrassed, and he could feel it, but the surroundings no longer have a specific outline, just a human form, and even things that have begun to distort the human form, but he is blind to him. manner.

The body Gao Chuan feels that he has suddenly become a lonely person, and this distorted world is becoming strange and terrifying, making him subconsciously want to get rid of this state and return to a normal world perception middle. But...

The inability to escape is due to the change of consciousness, which leads to the change of the observation angle. He cannot let his personality spirit calm down, and he cannot get rid of this distorted vision. Prostitution Gao Chuan knew, perhaps, staggering himself, in a normal world angle, just walking like a normal person.

The change seems to be very fast and silent. When Gao Chuan wiped the nosebleed again, he found that the entire right palm was completely covered with blood. The blood seems to have its own life, like countless worms piled together, adsorbing on the skin and wriggling. Unusually nauseous. When the blood dripped on the ground—though, in his eyes. The place where I stand is no longer what the word "ground" can describe—there are rippling ripples, spreading towards the distance.

The original cement road surface has turned into a cement road-colored water surface at some time. The deeper the water bottom, the more a faint yellow oozes out. And his face reflected on the water is his youth, but it is not exactly his youth. Gao Chuan is too familiar with this face. In his memory, there are too many faces in this boyhood, but the one that appears in front of him now is the most special one.

"Gaochuan." He said to the reflection in the water.

That is, boy Gao Chuan. In his fusion of memory information. There is no lack of memory information about him when he was young, but too many memories of Gao Chuan when he was young made it impossible for him to recognize which one belonged to him when he saw this "special one". Now, while seeing him. Yitai Gaochuan realized that the part of the memory information he received was just a trivial piece of his bizarre and unique life.

The boy Gao Chuan did not speak, as if he were a mirror image. It was only because the prosthetic Gao Chuan was looking at him that he looked at the prosthetic Gao Chuan. Gao Chuan blinked again. The woman who once eroded the alienation of Youjiang in the boundary line and gained existence, in the memory, should be called "Zhenjiang", her appearance suddenly appeared behind the boy Gaochuan, looking at the boy Gaochuan. This made Gao Chuan the illusion that the other person was actually standing behind him, staring at him.

Gao Chuan turned his head back suddenly, however, there was nothing behind him.

Tick to tick--

The sound of dripping water became very clear, and Gao Chuan felt that it was the sound of the weird blood dripping from his hands to the surface of the water. He was called back to God by this voice and looked at his feet again.

The blood color is spreading rapidly on the boundless water surface, and it will expand to the horizon in a short while, let alone seep to the bottom of the water.

The yellow under water has been completely concealed by blood. The red on the water became more and more intense, and within a short while, the water quality at the feet of the prosthetic Gaochuan became dense. When he lifted his foot, he even brought up sticky threads. That sticky feeling is so real.

Gao Chuan could not tell whether what he saw was an illusion or reality, whether it was a doomsday illusion, or something other or more essential. Looking back on his own memories not long ago, he can't find a clear line about when and how he came to this world.

Everything happened naturally.

The huge, profound, and unresolvable phenomenon of alienation made him realize how lonely and how small he is.

The next moment, he heard someone's voice, as if he had opened his eyes, his vision suddenly returned to the normal London street scene, and he was taking the next step. The sudden visual change and the difference in resistance between his feet made him almost unable to grasp the distance, and he staggered forward.

"A Chuan!" As the voice came from the ear of the prosthetic Gao Chuan, an arm caught him.

He looked at the owner of his arm, and Sakiya frowned and seemed a little worried. This kind of her is familiar and unfamiliar, as if countless her illusions are gathering around her at this time, but again Can't really overlap.

Gao Chuan shook his head and said, "It's okay."

"What happened?" Sakiya was obviously unmoved by Takakawa's comfort. She had already noticed that something happened to Takakawa. And this unidentified situation gave her a weird feeling. This feeling is neither good nor bad, but because of the unknown, it makes people fearful.

"I saw some illusions." Gao Chuan couldn't explain it, but he knew that he had to explain it, so he could only summarize it vaguely. Only he himself understands that it is not entirely an illusion, it is closer to a certain manifestation and feedback of a state of consciousness. Everything I see is like encrypted information. I can neither decrypt it nor understand what the information is saying.

The operating state of the brain hardware has not changed. At least, there is no record of the change. The data on the retina screen has again appeared a lot of garbled. Gao Chuan wiped his nose, the heat no longer there, and the blood on the palm of his hand disappeared without a trace.

It seems that everything is back to normal again, but. Gao Chuan knows that he is now. It is quite different from the self before the abnormality. This kind of change in personality consciousness, even if you use your past self as a reference, will feel that it is not a kind of "change", but more like a kind of "growth."

However, Yitai Gaochuan thought that what happened to him shouldn't be "growth." It is "change".

"The phantom? Is it already noticed in this position?" Sakuya watched the left and right warily, but she did not feel the existence of any mysterious power. However, what is wrong with the prosthetic body Gao Chuan is quite obvious. However, there is something wrong with the prosthetic body Gao Chuan. It was not the first time. Just a week ago, the prosthetic body Gao Chuan had fallen into an abnormal state. At that time, it was judged that it was done by a conscious walker. However, for a period of time after that. The conscious walker who was judged to exist did not attack the whisperer again. Until now, the prosthetic body Gao Chuan is abnormal again.

Sakiya supported Gao Chuan, and walked slowly to a bench and sat down. She has taken out the mask of the Ashbringer's transformation from her arms, but. He was immediately pushed back by the body Gao Chuan.

"It doesn't matter, it shouldn't be the enemy." Gao Chuan couldn't explain his abnormality to her. Even he himself has only vague conjectures. What's more, the factors involved in this change are too complicated and too large. Even if he wants to explain, he doesn't know where to start and what language to use. To describe.

"Is it a conscious walker? The one who shot you before?" Sakuya's tight body loosened, she retracted her mask, but she still chased her.

"No." Takakawa lay down, resting his head on Sakuya's thigh, and resting his right hand on his forehead. "It's my own cause." After a pause, he said, "It's okay, just lie down. Up."

"Sure enough...what are the sequelae of the immortalization, right?" Sakiya's voice revealed a trace of tension and sadness. This was the explanation she could think of that was the closest to the truth.

Gao Chuan grumbled in his mouth, and Sakiya didn't hear what he was talking about. This trip was really twists and turns. Gregya left in the middle of the journey. She was originally keen on errands. In a blink of an eye, her mind turned to the side that had nothing to do with her. If it is said that Gregya's change is only a little surprising, but it does not give birth to grudges. So, it is not a trivial matter that Gao Chuan, as a pillar, has been traumatized in the inexplicable changes—even though there is no trauma, his exhaustion is clearly written on his face. Sakiya knew very well that hallucinating injuries are more difficult than physical trauma.

However, she can't do anything about this situation. If there is an enemy, the enemy cannot be seen or touched, and the trauma of the prosthetic body Gao Chuan, whether it is on the prosthetic level or the spiritual level, she can't start. Although, after the whisperer has gone through too many crises, this matter will no longer make her too frustrated and helpless, but the remaining emotions are not a good taste.

Sakiya knows what kind of mentality she should maintain at this time, because in those past days, the two paired together like this, Mercedes-Benz on the frontline battlefield. When one person falls, then the remaining person is the last lifeline of the two, and the only one who can entrust his own affairs to the fallen person. And this person who is entrusted with everything must have a stronger psychological quality than usual and must be more trustworthy than usual.

Sakuya relaxed her body, she stopped talking, and the two were like a loving couple in a rest, but where only she could feel, the extraordinarily magnified senses were fast and methodical. Working. She lowered her face, but the surrounding street scenes were building a concrete outline in her mind~IndoMTL.com~ Various possible response plans and tactical routes were constantly accumulating in her mind.

If it hadn't been for Gao Chuan's prevention, she would have turned into the Ashbringer. However, it doesn't matter if he doesn't transform, Sakiya still trusts Takakawa's judgment and his own abilities, believing that he can gain enough time to face any crisis in his current state. And this kind of trust and self-confidence, cultivated in the battle of the past ten years, is what she feels is the most critical factor in turning her past self into the present self.

Pedestrians passed by the two in a hurry. Although today is not a holiday, there are still many people sitting on benches basking in the sun. The early morning sun failed to completely drive away the haze scattered in the streets and lanes, but in this humid climate, it became more and more mild. Sakiya felt that there was a figure approaching the two of her, just because she didn't need to confirm with her eyes, she could feel that the other party's target was her two. She was ready to fight back, but the opponent stopped one meter away from her two.

The prosthetic body Gao Chuan did not open his eyes, but still looked like he was resting. Sakiya raised her head and looked at the man.

"Two, long time no see." The other party said heartily. It was a woman wearing a casual sweater, her head and face covered by the hood of the sweater, but, listening to the voice, she was an acquaintance. (To be continued...)