Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 843: The real thing

On the way to her room with others, Gregya talked about the previous pair of fat partners who were extraordinarily sized. Although the words and behaviors of the two were rough, they were no different from ordinary people, but they were of that size. The impact is too deep, making it impossible to connect with the "daily". "Actually, it's the torchlight's support? Those two guys." Gregya glanced at the driver, remembering his unlucky encounter, couldn't help but snicker, whispered a few words to Sakiya, Sakiya also threw himself. Laughed out loud. It's all conversations between girls. Although everyone here can hear clearly even if the voice is lowered, it is impossible to care about them. The driver's expression is as always hidden under the peaked cap, and he habitually suppresses it. The action of pressing the brim of the hat looked a little helpless. No one answered Gregya's question, because Gregya didn't want a clear answer when she talked about it.

Besides, until the evidence is found, he can't stand up to Torchlight, because Jacques of Torchlight seems to be the real victim. Gregya and Sakiya pulled up the guy's appearance at the time, and let out a burst of laughter.

"For the sake of insurance, I have already set all the remaining five rooms." The driver said to Shihuo and Yitai Gaochuan, "In addition, it is better to have as many people as possible in one room."

"You have one room, we have one room. If you have to spend the night here, then change the room every two hours." Fire escape said: "Actually, I don't think I can leave here tonight, nor do I feel safe. Take a rest for the night." He glanced out of the window, and in the previous noise, time went faster than he felt, in a blink of an eye. In the twilight, there was only a deep yellow, and the light of the street lamp began to become conspicuous. However, although it is difficult to describe the difference between this light and the ordinary street light, it gives people a feeling of unfetteredness. Even the shadow of the light pole that was beginning to stretch seemed to be connected with some unknown, deep into the shadow of the earth farther away.

"Mr. Gaochuan, did you feel mysterious just now?" The fire escape asked suddenly before he parted.

"Since I deviated from the road, I have been in a mystery." Gao Chuan said his feelings. He meant that the fire was very clear. This area was full of invisible and intangible, seemingly normal, but there were anomalies, the closer you got to the hotel. The mysterious smell is stronger, but it is also because of this progressive relationship that everyone has a certain numbness to the mysterious sensitivity. Even if the soap opera performed by the fat partner really had some mysterious power, it might be covered up.

Gao Chuan, the prosthetic body, didn't feel too abnormal, but he couldn't help but feel it. The previous events did infiltrate a mysterious element.

"Do you have any other preparations there?" Yiti Gaochuan asked.

"What do you mean?" Chao Huo didn't answer directly, and Gao Chuan didn't ask.

In the mysterious world, there will be a situation where it is said that it will lose most of its effectiveness. The reason why mystery is mysterious is precisely because it is also a kind of secret. The less widely known it is, the greater the key role it can display. The mystery in the broad sense exists in people's imagination and is longed for, and the mystery in the narrow sense. Only the owner can prove its existence. This is also an important reason why the state apparatus cannot directly interfere with matters in this category. There are always many things that they cannot obtain through politics and rights. It is also impossible to achieve a cluster effect like a firearm through quantitative arrangement. The meaning of mystery itself limits it to be such a kind, and only a few people can embody its absolute power.

Observing from the height of "reality", it is not impossible to understand that mystery is a kind of cognition and understanding of "mystery", and the feedback and mapping of the conscious world after adding the specificity of the patient. Diseases that are different from others, different from the will of others, and different ideas from others, constitute these people who are different from the ordinary society, and the mystery they possess-this is not a gratifying thing, the mystery cannot be "Reality" has any effect and only exists in the doomsday illusion. It is just a proof of the holder's "morbidity"-Yitai Gaochuan understands very well that, in a sense, once contacting the mystery and possessing the mystery, it means, On the "realistic" level of such a person, the severity of the illness is far beyond the normal level, which can be regarded as a tendency to "deteriorate".

Although, in every doomsday illusion, these people like fire escape have existed more or less, but this is only because they can be "used over and over".

The deteriorating condition is not enough to cause death, there is no possibility of improvement, and no relief from death. What a painful and sad situation that should be. This is not a situation of "as long as you live, there is hope". In the Super Gaochuan project known to Yiti Gaochuan, these people will all become "nutrients."

They, in "reality", there is no possibility.

When the brain and hardware were still in the dominant position, Gao Chuan could remain indifferent, but now, with the acceleration of the script process, he can only feel a kind of suffocation. Using the despair of others, fighting for one's own hope, using the sacrifices of others to make one's own heroes, this selfish idea is definitely not a true hero. However, apart from this, I can't think of other methods. Maybe there is a better way. However, for Yitai Gaochuan, what he knows and recognizes is only the Super Gaochuan project, and, It is not the Super Takakawa plan made by Super Color and Super Dorothy, but the Super Takakawa plan with some of his own ideas.

The fear of failure, the unimaginable outside, the empathy for other patients, the expectations of myself, the promises made to Sakiya and the others... All kinds of intricate emotional entanglements made him almost unable to breathe, almost unable to breathe. Thinking, almost unable to bear. He felt like he was wading in the mire, trying his best every step of the way, but--

This is my choice, isn't it?

No one is forcing oneself to do this. If you don't want to do it, giving up is a very easy thing.

The prosthetic body Gao Chuan subconsciously touched his left eye. This habitual action always brought him a strange feeling and made his will strengthen again. Let the emotions return to calm.

"It's dinner, Takakawa." Gregya and Sakiya walked in carrying the fast food box. They appeared like two flashes of light in the gloomy world of Takakawa. Although it was not enough to illuminate the whole world, it was all a kind of light, which made warmth appear in his cold and clear heart.

"Where are the firefighters?" Gao Chuan asked casually, and sat down at the small round table. The food of the box lunch is very simple, but in such a wilderness. The hotel can prepare such a meal, and it can be quite satisfactory. Being close as a family, eating the same food, is a scene he likes very much, and even thought of letting this scene continue.

Just--

He resisted the unpleasant thought in his heart. Focus all your attention on the food. The prosthetic body can convert the energy of meals more effectively than the body of an ordinary person, but it is relatively weakened in terms of taste preferences. In the taste buds of Yiti Gaochuan, whether it is five-star food or such simple fast food. Or something more unpalatable, there is not much difference in taste and taste. What he was enjoying was nothing more than the warmth of the crowd at dinner.

Even so, he still felt: "It's delicious." When he said that, he felt like he was about to cry. Because, this kind of taste, this kind of feeling, will probably completely disappear at some point in the future. No matter how good the current situation is, the whisperer has to face it. It is bound to be a broken future, whether Gregya or Cheka is far away at the headquarters, their voices and smiles can be such a lively time. Not much anymore.

The cyberball, the torchlight, the mercenaries, the whispers, the enemies of the whispers, the doomsday truth and the Nazis, the country and other people who are still lurking in the dark, are so huge, full of humanity, will and emotional reality The world will be completely destroyed.

Gao Chuan feels that, in terms of the result, the struggles and confrontations of others are meaningless. However, from another perspective, perhaps it was their struggle and confrontation that contributed to the final result. This is really a contradictory idea.

"Is it so delicious?" Gregya had a disagreeable expression, biting the burger hard, and said vaguely: "I still like the dishes in five-star hotels."

"I went to see the people of the torchlight." Sakiya said, "Are you going to go there?"

"No, no need." Yiti Gaochuan said: "That has nothing to do with us. We are in this place, it is enough."

"Yes, yes, I don't bother to listen to their hypocritical conversations." Gregya nodded and said, "I know the bottom line of the other party, and it won't take any advantage. Why don't you open the skylight to speak up? What? It’s really tiring for them to talk like that. Shouldn’t I just do something like this in the future?"

As soon as her voice fell, before the other two replies, the lights in the room flickered suddenly, as if it would go out at any time. This situation lasted for about three seconds. From the window, you can see that the street lights around the hotel are the same. Within the scope of the chain judgment of Yitai Gaochuan, many people in the upper, lower, left, and right rooms are shocked. This was not an unexpected situation that occurred individually. Gregya stared at the lamp in silence and chewed the burger in her mouth. For a while, the entire hotel fell into a strange silence.

Three seconds later, the lights returned to their original state, and then more guests’ voices entered the room. Some people were talking about the situation just now, but they were just cursing the hotel’s service quality. Not many people noticed it. , This is a big movement throughout the hotel and the surrounding area. More guests, as if nothing happened, continue their own affairs. The return of the hustle and bustle is even more quiet before, full of a strange smell like a different world.

"So...what's the situation now?" Gregya swallowed the food hard, licked her lips and said, "Don't tell me, it was a hotel joke just now, they were shooting a horror movie." Rather than adding a whisper Before this, she was a lot more sensitive, but she was also a lot calmer.

"The situation is as expected." Gao Chuan still ate the hamburger calmly, "Sakiya, can you feel the difference before and after the light flashes?"

Sakuya shook his head and said: "No feeling, it's like an ordinary lighting circuit problem."

"At this time, in such a place, I don't think there is any ordinary place at all." Gregya picked up another piece of vegetable cake, "I want to say something abnormal..." She got stuck. Shrugged and said: "Actually I can't find it either."

Yiti Gaochuan threw the fast food box he had eaten into the trash can. Looking downstairs through the window. At this time, there are still many guests wandering outside. Although it is a wilderness, the terrain is flat and open, and it is still near the City of London. Generally speaking, it is impossible to be attacked by wild animals, and even dangerous wild animals probably do not exist. A little farther away, beyond the distance covered by the street lights, several clusters of fires can also be seen. A group of young people encircled a semicircle with the car body and are holding a bonfire party. Along the way, many people were attracted to the past.

Everything looks ordinary.

"Don't walk around tonight. Even if you go to the toilet, you must call Sakiya." Takakawa said to Gregya.

"I see." Gregya's face didn't show any carelessness anymore.

The prosthetic body Gao Chuan puts on his coat. Open the door and walk out.

"Where are you going?" Gregya asked quickly.

"Go outside to see the situation." Yiti Gaochuan said.

Gregya looked at Sakuya, and saw that this woman who was always very close to Gao Chuan did not speak, so she put her mind on her mind.

"Well, you are also careful," she said.

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In Jacques’ room, the bosses of the Internet ball and Torchlight were also suspicious of the situation. Obviously the conversation entered the orbit again, but before it was finished. Was interrupted again. The two of the cyberball players inevitably felt that it was too coincidental, and thought it was the Torchlight deliberately delaying the problem, but they couldn't find any evidence from the other's expressions. Both Jacques and K are expressive people. Perhaps K is a bit frivolous and false, but Jacques gives people the feeling that they are quite calm and sincere, not aggressive, herbivorous men.

"Would you like to continue the discussion?" Huohu asked, "However. What I said before is already the bottom line. It is not a problem to open the'Toroth Project', we originally planned to invite more friends to participate in it. , We have recognized internally that this project cannot be completed by our own strength alone. However, the time must be placed after the meeting. Moreover. I also hope that you can move to our mansion and let everyone see that you decide to stand. The sincerity on this side. Orally agreed things are both reliable and unreliable for those of us, but with clear actions, they will appear more credible."

"Do you just need to'appear more credible'?" Jacques asked with a smile.

"Yes, our cyberball pays attention to credit, but we don't force others to maintain the same credit. However, we will not deliberately conceal what can be placed in the public, just like the agreement just now. We The standards of the People’s Republic of China have always been open, fair and fair, and this is where our greatest advantage lies.” Saihuo said calmly.

He stared at Jacques, the man kept smiling, a little strange. He could not describe this weird feeling, but in the next moment, he immediately understood what was going on with Jacques' weirdness. He violently left the place and took out the huge pistol. Although the driver was not prepared, he immediately made a defensive posture. Also in the room, Kura and K also assumed a posture that they would fight back at any time. .

Zhuhuo ignored these people and stared at Jacques tightly, his hairs standing up. The noise outside the windows and doors, and the normal light in the room, could not eliminate the sense of crisis in his heart. Jacques's expression was frozen, and the calm smile began to become weird because of the atmosphere.

Before someone spoke, Jacques' nose was bleeding. The next moment, his head drooped suddenly, and his body seemed to be shaky, but before he fell completely, he supported the armrest of the chair with his arm. Kura and K were about to attack, but Jacques raised his hand to stop them.

"Enemy, enemy..." Jacques took in breath, wiped off his nosebleeds, and said: "It's not them...the conscious walkers!"

"How is it possible!?" Kura said silently, but immediately stared at the fire escape and the driver, and asked: "Is it you who are in ambush here?"

"No, it's not ours." As Huohuo said, he pressed his ears and made a gesture of listening. After a while, he said in a confirming tone: "It is indeed not ours. The enemy is in this hotel. In ~IndoMTL.com~ the location has been locked." After that, he glanced at Jacques.

"K stay, Kura, you go with them and call our people." Jacques said weakly, "The enemy is very strong, and I don't know who the next target is. I can only gamble on luck. But , Our defense is still effective and will not kill you all at once."

When the fire broke out and saw that the other party had no objection, he turned around and walked out the door: "Follow me!"

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In the staff utility room on the second floor of the hotel, the man flashed his torch in the dark and wrote the name "Gaochuan" on a piece of paper.

"That's all right?" He muttered to himself, but felt wrong, instinctively wanted to erase the name, but the word "Gaochuan" suddenly burned.

There is nothing wrong with the paper, only the ink on which the name is written, burning quietly, the pulsating flame, as if to inhale the soul of the person staring at it. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m. to read.

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