Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1367: Right hand

Gao Chuan is not a genius. I have known this kind of thing for a long time. Gao Chuan is a stupid, immature high school student. Looking at the world, he is also the most ordinary student, even if it is reduced to a certain domestic In the city, it can only be regarded as an ordinary top student. His level of excellence may not have reached the general level of top students in the elite school. Before getting the magic pattern, his talents can only be an honest student. Even if he obtained the magic pattern and developed such an extraordinary ability as chain judgment, its inherent qualities would only remain at the level of being an excellent student. The power brought by the magic pattern is like increasing and developing on the original foundation, but the original foundation also limits the foundation of future development-not that it cannot reach the same height as the genius, but, in the same In the same time, within the same effort, you will only get further and further away from the true genius.

Yes, even if you believe that as long as you can continue to improve yourself, you can definitely reach the height of a certain genius, but the time that a person has is limited, and the height that cannot be reached in a limited time is just a This is just a delusion. And more often, people are able to increase their time, often less time than people think they have. This is not because of the limited time of life, but because people are weak.

Old age will weaken.

Sickness will also debilitate.

Emotional instability can be debilitating.

Imbalance in rationality can also debilitate.

These weaknesses will happen earlier than death.

Therefore, Gao Chuan, who is not a genius, cannot get the same harvest as a genius at the same time and with the same efforts. Even with good luck, in the real genius. No, in the eyes of real monsters, it's just "reluctantly".

boring, ordinary, barely, so-so. It's not bad, it's okay...I have heard this kind of description in my ears more than once, and every time I feel: Ah, this is really the most accurate description of myself.

So, when Youjiang, a monster, said to me: I was bored at first, but after the fight, I unexpectedly felt a little underestimated-this makes me somewhat happy. As for whether she really has these emotions, does she really think so. Is it a kind of cynicism, I don't have any ∷≌∷≌, I will take care of it. Because my brain capacity is too small, even if I have some psychological knowledge, I have been applying this knowledge and common sense to judge the situation and recognize the meaning of others, but facing such a monster that is difficult to understand its existence, it is still very cramped. of. When it comes to people. I can't fully judge the other party's true intentions when it comes to monsters. Where does so much leisure come from? If I can, of course I would like to concentrate on a simpler battle. It's just that my thinking is not controlled for many times. Even if I think it should be more condensed, I can't really do it.

So. Although I claim to like thinking, in fact, to a large extent, because I have to think, I have to disperse mental activities like fantasies, conjectures, and fantasies. Reluctantly converge in a range related to the object in front of you, otherwise, these thoughts will only spread out aimlessly, further affecting their own state of motion.

I think no one should like to think about unanswered questions, and no one should be willing to use their own limit state to barely face a dilemma that is almost beyond their own talents. However, when you really have to face these dilemmas, it is no longer a question of whether you like it or not.

I have to stand here, stare at Youjiang, listen to every word of her, guess every information she reveals, and contact every potential possibility. This is a hard and painful thing.

I’m stupid. In these days’ adventures, there are so many specious and unclear things in my mind. However, it’s impossible to ignore it, and there’s no way to escape, because these are already in my mind. What happened to the body was an established result. Therefore, even if reluctantly, I came here. At this moment, I have to think about issues that are "not necessary at all" in the eyes of others.

Really embarrassed.

Really confused.

Everyone I saw was hurt, but before that, I was no different from the victims. In the end, there were so many people who could fight, but I was the only one left in the end, simply because I valued this moment more than them, and I also had the power to barely participate in it.

Although reluctantly, it has already reached the standard. From this point of view, I have to thank this kind of "reluctantly" because, maybe in some places, there are certain people, just because of " There is no power to "reluctantly", so no matter what they think in their hearts, they can't participate in it personally.

So, from this experience, I have learned a truth: the so-called "barely", "okay", and "normal" are not derogatory terms, but a higher standard minimum. More often, it can even be regarded as a kind of commendation, an accident, and a recognition. For me, who is not a genius, it is the basis for me to do more.

Actually, I am a bit lucky. I thought so.

"Yes, it can make you happy, even a clown is considered qualified." My gaze never looked away from Youjiang's face. Her broken arm has recovered, but the fallen wrist is still in my hand, "Even if it is barely, it is possible to do something."

"That's right." Youjiang seems to have an interest in talking, maybe it is delaying time, but to me, time is also important, whether she really wants the time for this conversation, I value this conversation time more than her, "So, eat." She said.

"Eat?" I don't quite understand.

"In order to make me happier..." Youjiang's smile is what people describe as the smile of a devil. It is sharp, like a mockery, with extreme malice, and it makes people think that it won't be anything when you see it. A good thing often develops into a situation that is worse than what you imagined, but you have to do it, and the other person seems to see through the fate of this moment. It's like flipping through the story, joking about the characters. I saw it, her gaze fell on the broken right palm that I had grasped. I immediately understood what she meant, but I didn't think I should be surprised.

"Eat it. Eat my right hand." You Jiang lifted his long hair away from his face, revealing his empty left eye. It is indescribable as "empty". It is deep and dark and seems like a hole with many things hidden. "I allow you to eat it. After you eat it, you will no longer be reluctant."

Something that is unacceptable to most people sounds like normal in Youjiang's mouth.

"But if you eat my right hand, you still can't kill me." You Jiang grinned, "I will eat it back in one bite. Eat your body, goug your eyes-left eye . It’s the left eye, not eating all of it, but leaving your left eye inlaid in this eye socket.” She pointed to her empty left eye hole and said.

"Left eye? Why is the left eye?" I asked, when she showed her left eye, I felt something was wrong. For others, the left eye is meaningless, however. For me, the left eye is very meaningful. In this left eye, there are many stories about "Jiang". In a sense, this left eye is more likely to be seen as a certain activity of "Jiang". My left eye is not mine, but "Jiang", and the pain in the left eye is dug out. It still remains in my memory, although I can hardly remember the details of the scene at that time, and Mae's face has become very blurred, but. Only this left eye, as usual, used convulsions and pain to make me remember its existence and abnormality clearly.

I don't think that it is meaningless for You Jiang to mention his left eye at this time.

Just--

"I don't know." You Jiang replied without hesitation: "Although I don't know, I just want this left eye very much. It's not the kind of collectibles. Although, this impulse is getting stronger and stronger, but , But feel that you can't take it by force. Why do you think it is? Gao Chuan."

I didn't speak, just stared into her empty left eye socket.

"Maybe..." You Jiang grinned again, "It was originally my left eye, but I don't know when, under what circumstances, and why it was on you. However, I already know yours. Intelligence, although you are here, in fact, outside the repeater, in London, there is also a Gaochuan. Your existence is obviously not a normal situation, and even you are not what you think you are. An independent person. Ah, is that so? I see, it must be like this, you, you are just a puppet who thinks she is a human." Her gaze turned away, as if looking at something in the distance. He said to himself again: "No, you don’t seem to be stupid enough, so maybe you realize that you are not a normal existence, so all your actions are based on the premise that you are not normal. Did it happen?"

While speaking, she looked at me again and asked, "Hey, Joker, Gao Chuan, what do you think you are? A human? A monster? Or, just a pile of debris?" It seemed that I was telling a joke, but even I was moved by the joke, and he laughed wildly with his belly, but I didn't think the point of the joke was at all. Her words and actions made me a little bit chilly, but I felt that I hadn't wavered, and it was just because of the horror behind her unscrupulousness that it really made me chill. For her question, I have already answered my own question. This is the answer that I have thought and reconfirmed after thinking about it countless times and getting the answer, but after countless times of self-doubt.

"I am not a human, a monster, or a scum." I said that I had come to a conclusion, perhaps not the most correct conclusion, but it was a conclusion that has not been shaken amidst repeated doubts, "I Nothing, I am Gao Chuan."

"..." Youjiang's laughter stopped, her deep gaze seemed to penetrate my soul, "It seems that you have a different idea of ​​what Gaochuan is."

"Gaochuan is Gaochuan." I said, but I also know very well that to myself, the so-called "Gaochuan" is no longer an independent personality, but a more highly conceptualized, complex and cohesive symbol of. He can have countless kinds of self-recognition, countless personalities, different thoughts, methods, and principles of behavior. However, no matter who Gao Chuan is a person or a monster, who he is, and what he is, he must shoulder the same responsibility, the same one. Desire, the end of its thinking and action, is the same goal.

Gao Chuan is nothing, Gao Chuan is Gao Chuan, I am Gao Chuan-this kind of answer seems unreasonable, does not seek understanding, is unclear, unreasonable, concealed, but in my heart, it is the best and the most correct s answer. No matter how others think of me and "Gaochuan", this is how I think of me and "Gaochuan". There is absolutely no need to separate these ambiguous things from different Gaochuan into a hierarchy.

"So ~IndoMTL.com~What the **** is Gaochuan?" You Jiang asked again, she seemed to be really confused. But I don't understand what is confusing. I think my words, although a muddy expression, are in the mud and cover all the meanings I want to express. If I can't understand it, I don't intend to explain more.

Besides, I don’t think Youjiang is really confused. Feelings of confusion shouldn't appear on monsters like Youjiang at all. No, maybe it should be said that Youjiang will not be confused. All emotional expressions are just a disguise. My instinct tells myself that this is not my prejudice, but the fact-in fact, Youjiang knows what I am talking about and what I want to express. She teased me like a clown, with deep malice.

And I never plan to follow her pace.

The content of the conversation itself, for me, is not the real purpose at all. However, judging from Youjiang's performance, she wants my left eye, but she has to believe it. She exists as Youjiang. When I observe her in such close proximity, she is independent of Zhenjiang, Fujiang, and Zuojiang. Although independent, she is at a deeper level and accepts her. The same information feedback produces thoughts and behaviors that are more in line with the existence of Youjiang—this is how I perceive her. (To be continued.) uw