Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1264: Injection

Dr. Ruan Li said before that she had a foreboding of the internal conflicts in the seminar and made some preparations in advance. She asked me to be on standby at any time. The text messages she sent now contained this aspect. To avoid the center of the storm, leaving the peninsula is the best way. However, according to those crew members, the weather around the peninsula will get worse and worse over time, and shipping will basically be suspended. This means that unless you leave now, it is almost impossible to leave the river by boat under normal circumstances after a period of time, perhaps after today. The other outlying island route is from the peninsula into the inland, but the scope of the mental hospital also spans this route, and there are many bad rumors that all happened on this route under stormy weather, even if not. From the perspective of occultism, this route may also hide some fatal secrets, so those rumors will appear, which is undoubtedly very dangerous.

Although Dr. Ruan Li is also a member of the seminar, the Peninsula Mental Hospital is not under her management, and her relationship with other members of the seminar now seems to be not so harmonious. What's more, the seminar is now leaning towards the doomsday truth sect. When the ideas of the two sides conflict, it is of course not the people who have the advantage of the local location that will suffer.

Now, the situation of Dr. Nguyen Li and Marceau, to put it bluntly, is to seek skin from a tiger. However, for Dr. Nguyen Li, there are reasons for having to do this. Marceau also needs seminars. Treatment-Dr. Ruan Li reminded me of this seriously in a text message. Marceau is the same as me. It's all patients, and more. Her condition is not exactly the same as mine. Taboo doctors will only bring worse consequences. Dr. Marceau views Marceau’s situation from the perspective of this world. Although my perspective on Marceau is a little different, it can be further extended from Dr. Marceau’s statement to prove that "Marceau" It is not possible to leave the Peninsula Mental Hospital for the time being".

Of course I have thought about it. Immediately, Dr. Ruan Li and Marsuo were forcibly taken away, and nothing else was ignored. But there are already many enlistments, hints, and clues before me. If I do this, I won't be able to save anyone. Dr. Ruan Li plays an important role in this world. If this is a doomed story, then. She is the clue that pushes the storyline into the next chapter. Only the person who writes the story can completely cut off her destiny. For others, no matter what they do, it is impossible for her not to do those who have specific Meaningful things. obviously. I am not the person who writes the story. From this perspective, even if I forcibly imprison and take Dr. Ruan Li away, I can only cut off her influence on the world’s doomsday process.

Every time I make to continue to stay here, observe the development of the situation. The decision to intervene in it will inevitably come to mind. Preventing Dr. Ruan Li from coming here at the beginning, will the things that follow will happen? But the final answer always makes people feel helpless. If Dr. Nguyen Li and I did not come to participate in this seminar, we would not have noticed that Marceau would be one of the regular patients, and of course we would not be able to extend a helping hand to her. When meeting with Marceau, Marceau had already accepted the new medicine for the seminar, which was enough to be one of the reasons why I couldn't take her away forcibly.

As in the past apocalyptic illusions, I deeply feel that I have been placed in a chain of cause and effect, and there is a kind of destiny in the dark, showing malice to the whole world. And everything I do, no matter what the original intention, is just to promote this vicious development. This is not about "whether there is power to break destiny", but simply because "even if you have power, it is only the result of destiny."

For mystery experts, this is the most frustrating feeling and the most dangerous state. Many mysterious experts, in this state, finally gave up the struggle.

I have also been captured several times by this huge and vicious sense of destiny, just like now. However, I can still write a diary. When I write all of this into a story, I can look at myself in the story from an independent perspective and observe the fate that "Gaochuan" is facing. Whenever I do this, I can always return to calm.

This night, I did the same, in the patter of rain. I opened the notepad and wrote down what I saw and heard in the nightmare, and the mood after waking up, and this chapter, as always, is obscure, dark, and full of twisted flavors. And even from the perspective of a superior "author", I can't tell which world in the story is true.

The rain outside the window is heavier, and the darkness is getting deeper. I covered the female patient on the bed with a blanket, lifted up the simple homemade tools, opened the door of the room and left.

According to the instructions in the text message, I walked into the rain screen, came under a tree a hundred meters away from the sick building, and used a tool to dig out the damp ground. It took about a minute or so to dig out a suitcase. I don’t know when Dr. Ruan Li buried this suitcase, and why he put it in my hands in this way. However, I trust Dr. Ruan Li, and I believe she must have something to do in doing so. Reason, and if I don’t follow her method, I might undermine her plan and even put her in danger.

Perhaps, from my point of view, these superfluous actions are necessary steps for success for others. Out of this kind of thinking, I have never used a strong attitude to interfere with the decisions of others. Unless, in my opinion, things have become irreversible.

Rain water hits the body, and there is a strange sticky feeling, just like the rain is not clean, and the skin has an allergic reaction. I got wet all over my body, and the patient's suit was tightly pressed against the skin, not very comfortable, but I could feel that I didn't have any complaints. I calmly buried the pothole and returned to my room with the suitcase. I took another shower before sitting at the table and opened the suitcase.

There is another tube of medicament inside, all of which are solution-type medicaments. The mouth of the bottle is sealed by a special process, and the cap part has a pinhole design for quick injection. Each tube of medicine is the size of a thumb. The whole body is pink. Except for the color, the packaging is very similar to the "paradise" of the Doomsday Shinrikyo in memory.

These medicines. It was not for me to try, but for other patients taking the new seminar medicine. Its use is unknown, and Dr. Ruan Li did not elaborate on it, but probably it will produce a new response to the new drug. Of course, it will also cause some side effects due to differences in the specific conditions of the patient. In theory, Marceau can also be injected. Dr. Ruan Li mentioned in an encrypted text message. I can choose the patient who is taking the medicine, but I can never inject it myself.

As for the changes in the patients after being injected, Dr. Ruan Li did not mention. She just hinted that some changes will definitely happen, and these changes are mostly good. Most of them are bad, even Dr. Ruan Li himself can’t be sure, because the effect it produces is determined by the patient’s own condition. But "changes" itself. Just what Dr. Ruan Li needs.

I roughly counted the number of medicines in this suitcase. It is absolutely impossible to inject every patient who has taken the new medicine.

Although Dr. Nguyen Li can't make a guarantee, I still made a decision in a short period of time. Take out the medicine and activate the quick injection needle port of the bottle cap. Pierced on the arm of a female patient in the same bed.

The effect of the drug came on very quickly. The female patient seemed to be suffocated, her face turned purple, her eyes suddenly opened, and she stared at the ceiling. Her open mouth made no sound, and her body was constantly convulsing. In the blink of an eye, she became incontinent, and her twitching body suddenly arched, as if she was about to bounce. I was a little worried, but the next moment, she quieted down like she did. Her eyes were closed tightly, and it seemed that she had never woken up, but her expression that had always looked dumbfounded had some soft changes.

The female patient now looks more like a "normal person" than before. I thought, if she was dreaming at this time, what kind of dream would it be? Her expression changes, how much can you think that the drug's reaction in her body is more benign? I'm not so sure.

I closed the suitcase, hid it, walked to the bed, and opened her eyelids with my fingers. Even so, she couldn't wake up, her constricted pupils looked hollow. I stared at her eyes, stared at myself in her eyes, the power of consciousness walking, let me push open the doors of the soul, and go to the depths of her consciousness.

As the world before me unfolded, I suddenly realized that I was back in the nightmare of the deepest night. In the sky where ashes and Mars are scattered, a huge sphere of blood is hanging, which has completely separated from the horizon. And I am not where I left last time, which also means that I have lost contact with the team trying to go to the Old Hawk Sanctuary. Although the time in the normal world is very short in this nightmare, there is no corresponding reference object for how long it has passed in the nightmare.

I entered this nightmare through the consciousness of a female patient. Of course, the female patient is also having the same nightmare. Maybe her consciousness mapping is right by her side. I patrolled around with such thoughts, and at the same time, weird movements were heard in my ears. A vicious wind swept across the side of my face abruptly, something penetrated the boulder in front of me. I didn’t fail to react, but just because the sudden attack was fast, but it was not enough to escape the chain judgment. Observation, the attack trajectory from the beginning, there is no need to dodge.

I turned around and saw a giant spider-like weirdness. The huge spider's body is covered with hideous hairs, and the patterns of the fluffs are like some constantly wailing faces, and these patterns are constantly changing with the movement of the spider. However, although the body is like a spider, its head is broken, and a new head has grown from the broken place. The head is human, but it has facial features but no hair. It looks like a gloomy female face, but when the mouth is opened, the sharp teeth make people shudder.

However, the evil wind that hit me was not its attack. In the induction of chain determination, there is another kind of short and weird, hidden in the stone from behind the spider. When I moved my steps, the scattered wilted grass stalks swayed slightly, unnaturally, but I couldn't see this little weird figure.

I took a step forward, and the weird spider immediately vomited a milky white substance. The speed of the spit was easy for me to get out of the way. After that, the milky white substance was scattered on the ground and immediately corroded a large area of ​​the ground. Although the spider vomited strangely, he couldn't help but stop. However, the short weird from behind it also took the opportunity to attack. A gust of bad wind blows on his face.

I drew a knife and cut it off. Although in the chain judgment, something that struck was immediately dissipated, but from the feel of the hand, I didn't feel anything was hit.

I retreated quickly, and when I turned into the rock, the spider made a weird and sharp cry, and something was spilled on the rock. Make a belching sound. And even if I cut off each other's sight with rocks, that kind of invisible, short and weird bad wind, as if it can penetrate any obstacles, is constantly hitting me. In the fast-sweeping state, it is difficult for these bad winds to catch up with my movements, but they have been targeted for so long. It's also troublesome.

Although the short weirdness cannot be seen with the naked eye, the chain decision can always lock its position. I raised the crossbow and shot the arrow in an intuitive route. After a breath, the short weird disappeared from the chain judgment, and the bad wind did not reappear.

I didn't entangle the remaining spider weirdly. Ten seconds after she got rid of her gaze, Weird Spider stopped searching. I slowed down and walked along the shadow of the cliff, and soon a dilapidated wooden house appeared in front of me. It should be here, I thought intuitively. Go up and knock on the door.

No one responded.

I looked at the side window, and the windows were all locked from the inside. He also drew down the heavy curtains, not even showing a trace of light.

The burning but still gloomy sky, the sphere of the sun or the moon that is bleeding, the gray mist is steaming from time to time, the blood is raining from time to time, and the weirdness is hovering. These abnormal scenes seem to be Completely isolated from the wooden house-yes, this closed wooden house feels like a strong and self-closing fortress.

However, the exterior wall of such a wooden house also showed signs of decay, and in the observation of the chain determination, this decay was spreading to the entire house at a visible speed. The time here seems to be accelerating, just a few breaths, the lock outside the door has been covered with a layer of copper-green rust, I stretched out my hand, and the metal lock broke and shattered like a biscuit. Immediately afterwards, the part nailed to the door panel fell off due to external force.

Metal products seem to decay faster than wooden ones.

I didn't hesitate to push, and the door opened inward.

There is only one room in the room, and you can see a woman who looks similar to the female patient, wearing a gorgeous long skirt, lying on a rocking chair, as if she didn’t realize that someone was coming in, she just rocked back and forth, her eyes kept staring. The ceiling.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah..." Her mouth made a single sound, like "　", and like singing, but it made people feel meaningless.

I took another step forward, and suddenly a flame emerged out of thin air, igniting the wooden products everywhere. A gust of wind blew from the open door, and a sudden high tongue of fire licked the ceiling, and the whole wooden house was burning. The woman remained motionless, as if she hadn't noticed the danger at all. No matter what the scene is, it is definitely not correct to allow women to be burned to death here. This thought prompted me to walk next to the woman, because I was still vigilant, so when the woman screamed suddenly, I was not frightened.

However, the woman's scream possessed an invisible power, and it knocked down the burning wooden house at once. Before the debris hit her, I pulled her up, grabbed her by her waist, swept one step at a time, and left the wooden house. As soon as he settled down, he saw the wooden house completely collapsed and burned to ashes in the unusually rapid fire. And these ashes can't be absorbed by magic lines.

The woman in my arms suddenly took a deep breath, just like a suffocating person, suddenly able to breathe. Her expression began to become agile and full of vitality, but even if she opened her eyes, it felt like she was not awake at all.

She breathed calmly, her body was soft and warm, her skin was full of elasticity, and the health of a living person, and her expression was very soft, but she didn't even move her eyes.

I don't understand at all, what happened to her, which made her mind become like this. I hold her and don't know what to do, maybe just take her to the shelter like this? However, I don't even know where it is, which direction it is from the shelter, and how far it is.

However, the chain determination quickly sensed some unusual phenomena. I followed the induction and looked to the ground. When the wooden house burned out, some of the ashes produced when they fell on the ground gradually piled up. Some patterns and symbols, and I, holding a woman, stand right in the center of these patterns and symbols.

This seems to be a magic circle made of ashes.

Just when I thought about it, there was a flame of fire in the texture of the patterns and symbols. The next moment, my eyes went dark, and when the scenery came into view again, I found myself back in the chapel of the sanctuary. The humanoid "tie" sits in the usual position, in a posture of devout prayer. When I looked at her, she also "coincidentally" looked up at me.

"Welcome back. You must have discovered something," she said. However, what is her deep meaning, although I have some ideas, it is difficult to describe in words.

"I went to the tower and saw an old hunter, and the truth behind a door." I placed the woman in my arms on the bench and said to the human figure: "Lord Hawke too I have been there, I have been in contact with the black seat, that’s why I became the same afterwards. I think you know more."

"Unfortunately, my beloved warrior. I only know what I should know, but that tower is not among them." The humanoid "tie" said calmly and comfortably: "The tower belongs to the deepest night. And I do not belong to the deepest night."

"So, what the **** are you?" I asked. In the past, she did not answer this question, but now she feels that her attitude seems to be loose. Although she looks like a doll, at this time, there is a kind of agility that is unique to human beings. It makes me think that she does not always move along a rigid interactive mechanism, but consciously responds to certain behaviors. However, this feeling is fleeting.

"I am the guide, observer and recorder of the deepest night." The humanoid "tie" replied.

"You are the color." I said with certainty.

The humanoid "line" did not answer, neither affirmative nor negative, it was just that, quietly staring at me.

"What does the Deep Night have to do with Dr. Hawke's research?" I continued to ask.

And she still didn't say a word, staring at me with that calm gaze.

"What do you want to use Deep Night?" I asked the third question.

Only silence remains in the chapel.

I didn't feel embarrassed because of this, or that the reaction was actually expected. I also don't have any thoughts of irritation or blame. No matter what the humanoid "line" intends to do, the effect will eventually fall on me. Because I and "Jiang" are so close. Although she doesn't say anything, I will know in the end. And I also know very well that the reason why she didn't speak was not malicious to me, but merely malicious to "Jiang". This kind of malice will not be manifested very clearly. Only now, looking back at the attitude of color in the original doomsday illusion, can you feel that there is not much change between her at the beginning and her now. .

Although she doesn't speak~IndoMTL.com~, my heart is still calm and gentle.

"Can you see, what's the matter with her?" I said, looking at the woman lying on the bench. Her state is closely related to the state of the female patient at this time. This connection is not only mental, but also physical, because of course the medicine injected into her body affects the spirit through physiological mechanisms.

"I am happy to serve you." The human figure "tie" slowly bowed and saluted, walked to the bench, and grasped the woman's hand with both hands.

The light gradually emerged in the palm of the hand, and after about three seconds, it slowly fell.

"She is very calm." The humanoid "Department" said: "I feel that a force is suppressing the malignant reaction in her body, but the malignant reaction has become the source of her activity, so she will be in a coma."

Suppress? I couldn't help asking: "This power can she spend the night?"

"It's a pity." The humanoid "tie" calmly gave the answer. (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.)