Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1089: Guaihua Jiang Er

Zuo Jiang is no longer there, but Zhenjiang appeared behind me at the most unexpected moment, holding a radioactive ash particle resonance device, and destroying my proud electronic demon "Night Crow" in one blow. Quark". I don't understand why she did this. Let go of the associations and find a reason for this behavior. Of course, many possibilities can be found, but for Mae, are these reasons really what she thinks? do not know. I can't see her heart. Her background makes me think that everything she does is profound, but does this profound meaning come from her subjective thoughts?

Mae, more like a mental patient than me... No, strictly speaking, she is a worse mental patient than me. For a long time, many psychologists have tried every means to find out what the mental world of mental patients is and what causes their strange and unusual behaviors. Or, in the seemingly normal behavior, whether there is also a normal mental drive similar to ordinary people in their minds. However, as far as I know, no one can say sternly that he can understand mental patients.

The same is true for me. I can understand ordinary people, but I cannot understand mental patients. Even if I am also a mental patient, there is no exactly the same mental patient in this world. In all seemingly the same actions, the self-spiritual world that drives them to act is probably different. I often can’t help but speculate about Zhenjiang, just as I occasionally use common sense to understand Zuojiang and Fujiang. However, the only lesson I have learned is that “Zhenjiang is more special than Fujiang, Zuojiang and other rivers. "This conclusion.

At the moment the Night Crow Quark was destroyed, my senses were pulled out—I don’t know how Mae did it. However, she did it-tucked back into the wounded original body. In an instant, the pain caused by serious injuries inside and outside the body seemed to penetrate the spinal cord like an electric current. I felt astonishingly weak, not only physically, but also mentally. It was completely different from heaven and earth when it was carried on the night crow quark. Such pain, weakness and dizziness made me feel "alive" all at once. Yes. Carrying the senses on the night crow quark, using the night crow quark's body to feel the world, to bear the negative, is completely different from doing the same thing with one's original body. Especially at this time of serious injury, the difference is further exacerbated.

I think it’s another electronic demon holder. Someone must be very eager to return to that indestructible structure body. Because at that moment, I also instinctively wanted to escape from this "weak" and "painful" body. However, even this weak and ordinary body has something that the electronic demon's body cannot bring. In normal times, when both are in a normal state, the difference is very small. Even if I noticed it, I wouldn't care very much, but when they were in an abnormal state, they returned to the flesh and endured the pain. Watching the night crow quark's body disintegrate in the air, turning into snow-like ashes. I suddenly felt a "sigh of relief".

Think about it the other way around. Since Mae showed such a happy expression after destroying the electronic demon, it may be considered that she did not approve of the behind-the-scenes man behind the electronic demon. Since I accepted Zhenjiang and believed that she loved me more than anyone else, then, what she resisted is probably not good for me from her perspective. What is Zhenjiang resisting, then, what is he resisting? Will it be a "virus"?

In my hypothesis, "Zhen Jiang", "Jiang" and "Virus" are not completely identical concepts, but they are extremely closely related in nature. I agreed with my hypothesis, and without too much evidence, I filled it up in my head to become a seemingly complete and feasible theory. Therefore, in many cases, I can distinguish the three, or, when necessary, treat the three in the same way. However, even so, under some specific conditions, I can't help but confuse the effects of the three. This is also impossible, because no one knows that these various "Jiang", "Jiang" lurking in my body, "Jian Jiang" that should have died long ago, and "Virus" that cannot be observed. "How deep is the connection between each other, and what is the connection? The situation I perceive constitutes the cornerstone of my speculation and association. However, these are my subjective thoughts. Are they actually? This matter is completely uncertain.

Similarly, in the mathematical theory, scientists make deductions and conjectures to point out "facts that cannot be observed for the time being, and theories that cannot be proved by examples." They themselves cannot be sure of their deductions and conjectures at the time. It must be correct.

It’s like the emergence of the “great unification theory”. Initially, scientists were only for the purpose of “understanding the world better”, and “understanding the world better” was for the purpose of “surviving better”. Purpose. The emergence of this theory proves that scientists cannot understand the world well. They can only see “fragments”. In the process of trying to understand “fragments”, the conclusions and cognitions obtained contradict them, but they cannot Prove that the side of the contradiction is the truth, or it is all false. They feel distressed about this, they are clearly looking for the truth, but they are more aware that they are wandering in the gap of "not completely true."

What I'm doing-trying to understand Zhen Jiang, other Jiang, Jiang in my body, and the behavior of the virus-is similar to the above situation. I always make assumptions, and these assumptions are only explaining what I have observed. Even so, they are still muddy and contradictory in many cases, and cannot be definitively proven. I am convinced that it is correct, simply because if you don't do this, it will be difficult to get along with them, or them, or "it".

Jiang, in my cognition, is the most difficult object in the world to get along with.

Mae Jiang is also the most difficult lover among "Jiang".

Her emotions and behaviors are not only difficult to understand for a while, but also hot enough to burn me, but I don't know it. Why is there such a situation.

It's the same in the past. It is the same now, Zhenjiang who appeared in front of me, even in different doomsday illusions, has not changed. Let me have an illusion—her time, her character, and her entire existence are all based on me.

My body is instinctively afraid of her. My reason rejects her naturally, but my sensibility has been trying to accept her, no matter what terrible and painful situations I have encountered, I have never given up.

This time is no exception. Even if the only mysterious power "electronic demon" was destroyed by her, her sensibility never violated the basic point of "she loves me". And based on the sentiment that "she loves me", "she will not harm me", and "everything she does is for my good", she has all the incomprehensible behaviors. Will become acceptable, even, just like now, let me breathe a sigh of relief, and then. I can't help but go to the conjecture that there must have been, "electronic devil is a virus method".

Electronic demons are a means of "virus". Therefore, Zhenjiang destroyed it without hesitation in order to protect me—this explanation is a bit far-fetched from a rational point of view, and cannot be recognized from an instinctive point of view, but it is completely acceptable perceptually. I accepted it, so I felt relieved and stopped trying to consider other possibilities.

Yes, I did, and I always did it. The next actions are also based on this approach in order to have the possibility of success.

If my perceptual judgment is wrong, rationality and instinct are correct-such assumptions are meaningless when I decide to accept "Jiang".

Facing "Jiang", facing "Zhen Jiang", wanting to accept her, want to love her, this kind of behavior, even if there is a little rationality and instinct, is absolutely impossible. And without considering rational and instinctive factors, and completely following the perceptual approach, that is a manifestation of "mentally problematic".

So, I am a mental patient.

So, I can naturally fall in love with Zhenjiang, can tolerate Zhenjiang, can try to understand Zhenjiang, and dismiss all the negatives that come from it. I firmly believe that "love her, tolerate her, and understand her is more positive and positive in life than rejecting her, resisting her, and hating her."

I know my thoughts very well, so in this piece of slowly falling ashes, enduring the pain from the flesh, watching the river dancing and spinning happily. My heart is very relaxed, I feel that everything will be fine. Just like in the past, as long as Zhenjiang is around, I can do everything I want to do and protect anyone.

Each "Jiang" has its own characteristics, which can make me feel at ease. Only Mae is scary, but in terms of "face the mystery", Mae is of a different level and more powerful.

I am such a person. I don't know if other "Gaochuan" are the same, or if this is the unique characteristic of my "Gaochuan", but I don't hate this kind of self.

"My lovely brother...My favorite Achuan..." Mae stopped spinning, her dark hair dangled, covering her face, only in the gap, she could be seen vaguely The eyes, that are familiar, are full of desperate attraction, the darkness is as deep as the eyes of a bottomless abyss, she muttered, like chewing in her heart the taste of meeting, like unknown After the beast had eaten, it gnawed the remaining bones to grind its teeth. In this gloomy and abandoned building complex, her presence is darker than the atmosphere here, and therefore, more clear, as if a cloud of pitch black color is smeared on the gloomy background.

"I see you again... I seem to see you..." She walked over, and I was lying on the ground, my badly injured body unable to move. As she approached, that posture made people utter instinctive fear , Wanting to retreat, wanting to escape, she is like bad luck, a kind of bad luck that can dispel all bad luck, leaving only her bad luck. The swelling thinking, no matter how hard it was, it seemed that she couldn't outline her true face, as if standing in front of her was just a foreign object wrapped in a humanoid disguise-a ghost, a ghost, a ghost, a ferocious charm...whatever you call it.

Obviously there is no wind, but her long hair is floating, "　" feet, there is no sound when she walks. I think she is peering at me through the gaps in her long hair covering her face, carefully, not letting go of even a trace of skin texture. She seemed to devour my body, and then stroked the soul that had lost its body with her hands. It was a creepy gaze, a creepy self-talk. The creepy posture and behavior, even though. All the movements she does can be completed by the human body.

I'm about to suffocate, emotionally and emotionally acceptable to her, but the body and reason are wailing desperately, the heart is twitching, the blood is freezing, and even the muscles have become rigid. I can only watch her squatting in front of me like this. While releasing a gloomy, catastrophic breath, he stretched out his hand to stroke my cheek. Her fingers are full of temperature, pale as transparent flesh and blood, soft and flexible, every inch is charming, but. However, it is completely impossible for people to appreciate it instinctively, because when the fingers are swimming along the muscles and bones of the cheeks, it seems that the next moment, they will be inserted into their own body.

My left eye faintly hurts.

I don't know when. I vomited blood and accepted mentally. It does not mean that my body can adapt. After a serious injury, I encountered strong pressure and felt the body. It makes me feel like a dying fish out of the water. My eyes were blurred for a while. Fu wakes up a bit from the pain, but suddenly realizes that Mae is gone!

Where is it? I gasped and tried to move my eyes. I saw the buildings on both sides, as well as the knife-shaped critical weapon inserted on the wall, above my head, the ashes made by the night crow quark were still floating sparsely. The next moment, there was a violent noise on the left, and the buildings in that area were penetrated and collapsed. Although they were made of structural materials, they behaved like ordinary masonry. The huge hexapod fighter machine rolled out from the entrance of the hole. The three mysterious experts sitting on it flew up and fell heavily on the wall. After that, a powerful figure stood up from the bottom plate of the hexapod and lifted the six-legged fighter in one breath. The chariot lifted high and slammed into the three mysterious experts.

After doing these things, the figure ignored the situation there anymore, and turned his head towards me at a glance.

It's the card winged knight. Because I lost the Night Crow Quark, I, who was just an ordinary person, didn't even notice when the battle was changed because of what. Obviously, the mysterious experts of the Las Vegas Special Operations Force failed to continue to pin the Pian Wing Knights. This guy's counterattack must also mean the wizards' counterattack. When she and I looked at each other, a series of explosions sounded all around, and the gray mist surging violently, as if it had been drawn by two-thirds in one breath, and even the vision became clear.

The mystery of using the gray fog to such intensity, I secretly thought that only wizards can do it here. I don't know if they are letting go, and in such a fierce battle, it seems impossible for the mysterious experts of the Las Vegas Special Operations Forces to have no loss. I speculated on the battle situation in my mind, but, in any case, there is such a feeling-the appearance of Zhenjiang is really like a sign of disaster, and everyone else has been affected by her.

But where is Mae? The intense fear I felt before still caused dense goose bumps on my skin. The winged knight who unleashed his powerful personal power in front of him, on the contrary, in this fear, turned into nothing worth mentioning. I looked at her at each other, but the direction I cared was not on her side, nor was it from the mysterious expert who was beaten up by a pass.

Behind!

Only behind you can’t see, so Mae must be behind!

This thought, like an electric current, penetrates the nerves and spinal cord, as if it confirms my judgment. A pair of arms wrapped around my neck and stopped me so gently, soft, warm, plump, and pressed up with a feminine body. However, my back stiffened, not because of shyness, but because of fear.

I saw it, and the Pian Wing Knight must have seen it too. She froze in the same place and motionless. Although she could not see her expression, the figure made me feel that she had seen something terrifying.

What is behind me? Is it Zhenjiang? What is Zhenjiang like now? Only the arms around the chest can be seen, and the full body of the person behind can only be felt, but is that one-sided feeling just a disguise? Countless messy, negative thoughts are boiling in my mind.

Then, I lifted my hand vigorously and put it on the arm that embraced me.

"Mae?"

Breathing and stroking my neck, her voice came close to the pinna: "...I love you, Achuan, I won't let you leave... You are mine... You are me Yes...you are mine...we will always be together...we will always be together..." Her groan gradually became lower, as if it became another voice, another language, It's like a curse, but it's the voice I am most familiar with. When she appeared in front of me, she used this voice and language countless times, as if she was neurotic, and said something that no one could understand. It seems to be speaking to me, but sometimes, she says that she is speaking to other "Jiangs", which makes me feel that she can confirm their existence more accurately and clearly than Zuo Jiang and Fu Jiang. Sometimes, even though she was staring at me and talking, her eyes were empty, just like she could see me, not standing here.

Mae, always immersed in his own world. I don't know what she saw or what she thought of, but it's impossible for her to feel good like this. It's like... in the face of a mental hospital, people talking to themselves.

However, if only this is the case, it is impossible for the winged knight in front to be afraid. It is definitely not so easy to make the people of the Doomsday Truth sect fear. They are not afraid of death and pain, and pray for the doomsday with a pious heart. They yearn for such a world and are willing to sacrifice their lives to achieve such a world. Even if they are blocked for a while, they will be comforted by the truth doctrine that "everything will have an end". Torture in the general sense is meaningless to them. Members of the rank of Winged Knights, theoretically, no longer have such emotions as "fear".

However, when she looked here, she was indeed scared. I couldn't see her expression, but this emotion was reflected in her body. She didn't tremble, just standing there, she also leaked such a smell.

It's like, what she sees is not the same as what I feel.

The next moment, she seemed to go crazy, drilling back from the hole in the wall from time to time, and she did not care to kill the three mysterious experts who had been hit hard. However, her figure had just half-dipped into the hole, as if being caught by something, and the half of her figure left in my eyes was forcibly pulled in.

The sound of dragging and struggling came so far across the wall. She screamed, "Monster! Monster!" As if there was nothing else to describe her experience and her fear except this word. This stern voice even stopped the fighting on the outside, until after three breaths, there was no more sound.

My breathing has become heavy, and it seems that the atmosphere of the entire battlefield has become heavy. The gray fog regained its concentration again, and the sound of fighting finally sounded in the quiet ruins ~IndoMTL.com~. The three mystery experts got up with difficulty and looked at me. However, their gaze made them all go crazy this time, like seeing something that shouldn’t be seen, their faces pale and inhumane. After screaming, he staggered out a few steps, and was also dragged down by something in a place where the line of sight was not very real, and dragged it towards the invisible darkness. A mystery expert grabbed a hard and heavy object and tried to stabilize his body, but his two companions were not so lucky, and suddenly disappeared out of sight.

The remaining mysterious expert has a painful look on his face. His fingers are too hard and his nails are lifted up, but he makes the sound of his hand bones pulling and he can’t see clearly. The shaped thing was dragged down a little bit until the whole person finally couldn't hold on, and disappeared in front of my eyes in a scream.

What the **** is dragging these people away? To be honest, I don't see the reason at all. I only know that it must be some kind of existence. It is because I can't see it clearly anyway, so it looks terrifying. It was originally a battlefield with a hard knife and a gun. Because of this change, it suddenly became the place where the mysterious incident occurred.

This feeling is too weird, and it becomes a little unreal. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote recommended votes, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.)