Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1484: Clear Dreams

Suddenly I can feel myself, I feel that I am dreaming, I am like a floating corpse in my dream, floating from the deep sea to the surface. When I have such an idea, I can see the light refracted from the water when I lift my sight. These rays of light rippling in the sea, like twists and turns of silk, when shaking with the waves, it seems to have life. It is beautiful, bright, and yearning. I suddenly realized that I was not in the water, all of this was just an illusion, a dream, otherwise, why didn't I feel suffocated?

The water is so calm that I gradually hear the beating of my heart. Then there was a rustle, and I felt that it was my own blood flowing. I think I should think about why I am here, dreaming such a dream, and what happened to me earlier? Despite this thought, there is a strange sensibility that makes me indulge in such calm water.

Here, safety and peace are like a kind of temperature, massaging my whole body, as if a huge hand gently lifts me up and closes me in the palm, but it does not make people afraid that this huge palm will suddenly close. Tight, squeezing myself half as a bug.

I was silent, floating in the sensual, warm, bright water. In contrast, everything that happened before waking up was so dark, dangerous, and frightening.

There is a voice whispering in my ear. I can't hear it clearly, but I know it's calling me to rest. I wanted to do what it said, but when I was about to do it, there was a stubborn emotion that stopped me.

Regardless of whether you rest or not, there is no right or wrong in my consciousness, but just a choice. Maybe I stop, take a breath, leave the waters in a less anxious way, leave this illusion and dream, it is nothing to do, but there is such a breath that makes me feel relieved. Can not completely let go.

The breath is held in my heart, and the more I stay here, the more it gets frustrated. I began to feel suffocated, and even the peaceful and peaceful atmosphere here no longer has the strong attraction that it used to be.

I suddenly felt my body. The body is stiff. I stayed in the water, as if there was a membrane that envelops me and separates me from the body that can be sensed. I feel like a pale and lonely soul, just floating in the water. Nothing can be done.

So, I want to go up.

When I had such a strong emotion, I started to float up.

There is no resistance, but, the more you float up, the more peaceful and peaceful atmosphere is away from me. The more you float up, the more I feel cold, and the light refracted by the water becomes dim. This is a bit unreasonable, but I have no surprises. Start here. The closer you get to the surface of the water, the deeper and darker the waters are, and gradually there is a kind of horror that breeds in the water where there is nothing. Even the light that is refracted and swaying with the waves has become a monster dance, making people Can't wait to dive into the water again.

I suddenly felt that the water shouldn't be like this, and I suddenly had an impression of the water. It seems that the deeper the water is, the more fearful things are hidden.

I'm obviously floating up, but the more gloomy, weird, and terrifying, it makes people feel like I'm sinking.

So. Am I floating up or sinking? Are you struggling to leave, or sinking in the struggle?

I'm getting more and more confused, but the breath held in my chest makes me even thinking and doubting. I have never given up on going up, even if I plunged into that terrible and terrible environment. I began to feel a sense of mission growing. I felt that I suddenly understood why I couldn’t just drown in the water, no matter how the water surface changed. When sinking, you have to move up and swim towards the place you think is up.

Because I can still struggle, I haven't given up yet, and there are things I want to do. No, the bigger reason is that I can still feel myself and I haven't died yet.

Darkness fell in an instant, and the water became cold, as if to freeze my mind, and in this coldness, I felt the hardness of my body more clearly. At this moment, I was like a floating soul, pierced by silk threads, taken up, and connected to that stiff body.

How horrible this cold and dark world is, that stiff body, and the painful soul that was pierced at this time, how people can’t wait to turn their heads and dive into the warm water before.

However, a huge, hard will urged me to pull the thread that pierced the soul and connected the body, climbing up a little bit in the incomparable terror and pain. The water is losing its buoyancy, but I have gained strength in the pain. The more I climb up, the more painful it is, and the stronger this force is.

I can't breathe, I feel like I'm dying. I felt like I had fallen to hell, surrounded by countless invisible ghosts, torturing me with all kinds of torture instruments, but when I held my breath and pulled my soul and body with this kind of pain, All these things blocking me have become as fragile as glass.

I smashed them, smashed them, roared in silence, yelling my name-Gao Chuan!

One of my hands stretched out of the water, and I felt like the hand of my own soul pierced into the arm of the skin of my body. I also put my other hand in, and I put my soul into my body just like putting on clothes. The thread that pierces the soul and is held between the soul and the body, the invisible but painful thread that can be felt, stitches the soul and the body together at a rapid speed.

Sew tightly together.

I yelled out my voice.

I heard the voice I yelled.

It was no longer a silent roar, but a weak but firm cry.

My vocal cords are vibrating, my fingers are vibrating, my body is twitching, my heart is jumping, and my blood is rushing. I felt weak and cold, but both the weakness and cold receded like a tide when I tried to get up.

I opened my eyes abruptly, and dazzling light flooded the room. The shadowless lamp above the head, the smell of disinfectant water pervading the surroundings, the white aseptic film stretched in circles, the sound of mechanical dripping sounded, and countless waveform graphs bounced on the screen. What I saw, smelled, and heard all outlined a clear perception in my mind-I was in a room similar to an operating room.

Actually. For me, this is not a new scene. Because I am a patient.

Yes, in many cases. Only in such a scene can I realize the fact that I am a patient with the clearest and strongest feeling.

Such a scene made me immediately think of Dr. Ruan Li.

"Mom?" I was a little puzzled. I instantly remembered what was happening the last time I had consciousness.

Alien Youjiang performed a consciousness walk on me. It was an attack that was irresistible and impressive. It made me feel that it fits the vocabulary concept of "consciousness walk" most closely. In the world of consciousness, the quark turned into a cloud of black smoke and swept me away, and after that was the deep, nasty, and painful water dream.

Dreams naturally have reasons. Dream. In my cognition, it is the disorderly combination of the information known to the individual. Its content may be nonsense, but the confidence in combining it is real.

Of course I don’t dream of such a dream for no reason. Something must have happened to me, and then the information was disorderly assembled and turned into that terrible nightmare.

However, from the memories in my dream, I cannot understand what happened before I became unconscious. even. Can't let me understand what kind of situation I am in, what I have to face.

I have a strong desire for Dr. Ruan Li. Because. We have been apart for a while, but the previous battle against the Moon God nearly destroyed the entire peninsula. The abnormal situation that is happening on the peninsula makes me worry about the situation of Dr. Nguyen Li, and also makes me worry about what is happening outside the peninsula. And Dr. Ruan Li seems to be the only one who can tell me these things.

There is only Dr. Ruan Li. It is the person I will think of when I realize that I am in an operating room-like room.

I moved my body. I had already sat up on the operating table, ignoring the needle pierced on my body, and after subconsciously calling Dr. Ruan Li, I silently sorted out the situation in front of me.

Yes in my body. Although it looks like a severely ill person, there are traces from the operation everywhere, but there is no trace of scars except for the needles pierced into the blood vessels. I also didn't feel the weakness just after the serious illness. I had a strong sense of weakness before, but probably the physical strength of the fourth-level magic weave messenger played a role. After a few breaths, I felt that I had reached a perfect state. In the battle against Alien Youjiang, my fighting style that surpassed my own load left me with heavy injuries inside and outside, but I now feel that as long as I remove the needle, I can once again engage in that kind of high-intensity battle. middle.

Before I was about to pull out the needle tube on my body, someone walked in and opened the white sterile curtain. It was Dr. Ruan Li, who was wearing a white coat with a look of fatigue on his face. Her expression was still as calm as ever, but her eyelids were swollen and had a gray-black color. It was obvious that she had been busy for a long time, putting in a lot of energy but did not get a proper rest. Even so, I can still be sure that her emotions are very stable, as if for her, everything she worked so **** was not a fatal urge, but merely a mechanical job.

The compact but not hectic stability exuded from her body gradually restored my heartbeat to be stable.

We were speechless. After a few seconds of silence, Dr. Ruan Li said to me: "It seems that your recovery is better than I expected."

"Mom, what is this..." I can’t describe my thoughts, because there are so many questions. These questions are all linked together. They seem to be so important, so they are extraordinarily complicated. People can't figure out where to start asking. For example: Is this on the peninsula, if it is on the peninsula, how did this operating room or laboratory survive the fierce battle that almost razed the peninsula to the ground? There are also the war on the peninsula and the situation outside the peninsula.

The peninsula is dangerous. There is a moon **** in front and Youjiang alienated in the back. The fierce battle is raging, and my retreat means that the "five minutes" expected by the rivet may be in vain. At least, If it can be done, the one that plays a key role will definitely not be me. Although I feel guilty for not being able to fulfill my promise, I have no regrets because I have tried my best. Before I went into the battle, I assumed that the mysterious organizations of all parties had many preparations. My participation was nothing more than an insurance. My withdrawal, perhaps in the eyes of Rivets and others, was not fatal.

However, outside of the peninsula, it is not safe. The four billion black waters of the four-billion-dollar Kaya coconuts in Sitianyuan and the untrue and false information revealed by Father Edward made my assumptions about the external situation have to start from a pessimistic direction. I am very worried about staying in Sakiya and Hakkei. There are too many people I can’t save, and Marceau’s problem has already come to fruition, but Sakiya and Hakkei are just two ordinary girls in this repeater. In the end of the world, how can they protect themselves? Although, before entering the peninsula, I reached some agreement with John Bull to ensure that Sakuya and Hakkei can get help, but in front of a monster like Shitenin Kayako, what can ordinary mystery experts do? How far?

I look forward to Dr. Ruan Li’s answer~IndoMTL.com~ However, I have to accept the fact that Dr. Ruan Li is not omnipotent. Both me and her are still in the peninsula. Channels to understand the situation outside.

"You don't remember anything?" Doctor Ruan Li looked at me and said.

I shook my head.

"A while ago, you suddenly left me and ran out with your own words. When you came back, you were injured." Dr. Ruan Li said calmly, "However, this is not the point. The point is that before The specific medicine given to you has given you a new relapse."

I pressed my temples hard, and it was difficult to connect what she was talking about with what I wanted to know. However, talking about the condition made me realize once again that I am a patient, whether in my own eyes or in the eyes of Dr. Ruan Li. For Dr. Ruan Li, what she said is actually very organized. It is difficult for me to understand. It is only because of my knowledge and logic that I lack a big piece, and that big piece is Ruan Li. The doctor said the basis for these words. (To be continued.)

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