Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1846: Firewood recycling

The file doesn’t remember where the dream is. The last second of her memory is still in the scene where everyone is sitting around on the gravel, and the next second is soaked in the container. How do you feel in the gravel Real and strong, how real and strong is the feeling in the container at this time. Every time the file inhaled, she would inhale the liquid in the container. She could feel the cold liquid flowing in the trachea and lungs, and then the foreign body sensation when it was discharged from the nose and mouth. She accidentally drank several times. The taste of these liquids in the mouth is probably not, it is weaker than the taste of plain boiled water or tap water. It is this thin feeling that makes her gastric juice seem to be gushing up.

The file slapped the lid of the container hard. She pushed hard, but she couldn't push it, and she couldn't break it. Although this part of the lid was obviously made of transparent material, it was definitely not the touch of glass. In this small, closed and icy environment, the file can more and more feel the fear from the depths of her heart. This kind of fear has been seldom felt before. The adventure career of the mysterious expert has made her face the big The horror created by most scenes has been numb. However, the scene in the sand and gravel like a nightmare is like re-creating these fears and horrors that should have been accustomed to them again, so that she can feel the same again. This kind of familiarity is filled with unfamiliarity, full of emotions of sight.

Although it can be described as beautiful, but for the individual filer, the situation at this time is undoubtedly painful for her. She does not want these fear and despair emotions to erupt like a volcano at this time. Come out and make it hard for yourself to be self-sustaining. Today's fear is like a continuation of the previous nightmare experience, and the file can't help but increase his strength.

Maybe it was struggling too violently, and finally a figure approached outside the container. Across the liquid and the lid of the container, the file can only see a roughly human-shaped outline, which can be distinguished from a male or a female. The file continued to beat the lid of the container hard, telling her intuitively that the outside was not a "bad thing". The place where you are is definitely not the enemy's territory. There are many things she can’t figure out, but as long as she can get out of this **** container

The figure fiddled with it a few times, and the low and deep sound coming out of the container, even the file soaked in the liquid could be heard clearly, she also saw a lot of foam coming out of her feet, floating up, and the surface of the water was gurgling. Ludi began to fall. However, it is faster than draining, and the lid of the container bounces outwards with a sound of "". The vented liquid drove the body of the file to rush outwards. The file tried to stand firmly, but immediately felt a sense of weakness as if the muscles of the legs had been broken. As soon as it touched the ground, the whole body fell weakly. On the ground.

Maybe it was due to the numbness of perception. Although the file fell down, she didn't have a clear feeling that she just felt unable to stand up, and she seemed to be still in a dream. She patted her cheek hard, but her arm was also weak to make a sound. From the wrist to the arm, it was soft enough to remind her of dough.

"...It looks like you came out too early." A voice came from the side.

The file knew that it was the person who put herself out of the container. It sounded familiar. It must be an acquaintance of her own. However, the name appeared vaguely in her mind, but she couldn't remember it immediately. She also had a kind of weirdness. I feel that I shouldn't be so vague about this person. The two have seen more than one side and cooperated more than once. However, it was this sense of familiarity that gave her a little peace of mind before she knew her situation.

"It's just a little bit weaker. I don't want to make myself a specimen and soak in formalin all day long." The file tried to make her words more playful, but she obviously failed. The other party didn't smile at all. The calm attitude made the file a little embarrassing: What was he talking about just now?

The file turned her head and looked at the speaker. An enviable adult woman with a rugged and enviable figure, even if she is wearing an office woman’s skirt and shirt, can’t hide her temperament that is different from other office elite women. Is it calm or gloomy? Fanaticism can be seen at the end of reason, and the extraordinary coldness can also be seen within fanaticism. I don't know if it is light makeup or really tired. The upper half of her face seems to be covered with a layer of shadow, but her eyes are piercing. In addition to this professional skirt, there is a white lab coat like a scientific researcher. The woman puts both hands in her pockets and slightly bows her body to look down. Her eyes are sharp that can be clearly felt by a file. She only feels In an instant, his mental and physical condition has been analyzed and known by the other party.

The file saw clearly what the other person looked like, and the name she wanted to come up with immediately came to her mind.

"Zuojiang" file immediately understood, his intuition was not wrong, it is safe here. Because, where Zuojiang is, there is only the core of the cyberball, and the core of the cyberball must be protected by the London repeater.

"No contact for more than ten hours, file." Zuo Jiang reached out his hand, as if to pull the file from the ground.

The file was disrespectful. She grabbed the hand and tried several times before she gained a firm foothold. However, the weakness from her legs made her feel that she would fall again if she didn't pay attention.

"What the **** is going on?" The file couldn't help asking. She had a lot of things she wanted to ask, but she didn't know where to ask.

"The 51-zone repeater and the Las Vegas repeater collided, and the impact in the collective subconscious of mankind brought the entire human society to a halt." Zuo Jiang said calmly: "Now billions of dollars worldwide. Ninety-nine percent of people have either died or have become vegetatives. The slightly lucky people have become idiots, and the luckier people are trying to turn themselves into idiots. You are the group trying to turn themselves into idiots One of the people. Ah, don’t get me wrong, I’m not belittling you. Rather, under the circumstances, you used smarter methods, but even so, you can’t escape your bad luck."

"Doom..." The file really remembered this time, the situation in the 51st district, which seemed like a nightmare, was indeed what happened. Her memory is only in the sand, trying to sort out the information and confirm the part of the action afterwards. However, those memories look so weird now, she and others are like being trapped in a maze of thinking. At the moment of clarifying your thoughts and making decisions, a conscious disengagement from thinking also occurs at the same time. That kind of taste was not affected by the mysterious power from outside, but instinctively handled it as Zuo Jiang described at this time: I and others were trying to make myself an idiot.

The file doesn't know when on earth he and others were recovered by the cyberball. Based on the reasoning at the time, it is almost impossible for him and the others to return to the cyberball relying on their own consciousness. However, now that he is sober, Zuo Jiang, the representative figure of the Internet ball, is standing in front of him, which can prove to some extent that he and others have indeed been saved. In other words, the current situation is at least much better than the worst imaginable situation at the time in memory.

Therefore, it is difficult for the file to understand the extent of the "doom" in Zuojiangkou. The fear that still remains in her heart is not caused by this "doom", but is based on a deeper cognitive level.

"After avoiding the peak of the impact, we tried to recover all the surviving mysterious experts, but including you, 99% of the mysterious experts could not resist the subconscious vicious reaction and became unreasonable Madman." What Zuo Jiang said was not an unimaginable new thing for a file. She had a profound experience of herself, and Locke went crazy at the time. Although Locke was able to recover at the time, it did not mean that all the mysterious experts who suffered the impact could be the same as Locke.

"Some people attacked us, but their minds have completely collapsed. It is not difficult to annihilate them. However, according to the situation at the time, if you don't restrict you people, it will make others feel uneasy." Zuo Jiang Looking at a container with the lid open, he said: “Therefore, all the mysterious experts who recovered were thrown into such a device to suppress consciousness activities. Only after the data confirmed that their minds had recovered to a certain extent, did they Will be released. File, you are the first person to wake up."

"Where are the others?" The file couldn't help asking.

"You were the first to wake up, and you just woke up. Of course the others are still asleep." Zuo Jiang said as if warning: "You don't want to release them?"

"Why do you ask?" The file was a little stunned, "Without your permission, I don't even know where they are..." When she said that, she felt something instinctively and raised her eyes to look around. I saw that I was actually in a huge cavity, with a spacious spiral staircase embedded in the wall, spreading upward and downward along the wall, and my cabin was also embedded in the wall, corresponding to the position of the spiral staircase, both It is neither the head nor the tail, but where it is in the middle, because there are not enough reference objects, it is impossible to know.

The spiral staircase that can't see the end up and down, is inlaid on the wall, like a group of pupa containers, making the file feel a magnificent and deep beauty. Although it can't make people feel happy, but they have to be amazed. In terms of quantity, the look and feel of these containers is already an "uncountable" category.

"These are all mysterious experts?" The file patrolled the walls and stairs, and couldn't help asking, "How many are there?"

"Less than ten thousand." Omi said: "The number of people who can survive and regain in the end will probably not exceed one thousand."

"Where are the shepherds?" The file's heart tightened, and he asked quickly.

"Also in it, when we were recycling, your personality consciousness was already in an extremely dangerous and inefficient state. Simply put, at that time, you really turned yourself into dementia patients. "Zuo Jiang pushed the black framed glasses on the bridge of his nose." From the results of the examination, your personality is different from the previous one. However, people's self-cognition is instantaneous. I can’t perceive my own changes. The same is true for other people. Probably everyone’s changes will be greater than you."

"Is there anything wrong with this?" There was no change in the face of the file, and Zuo Jiang's eyes calmly looked at each other: "In your opinion, is the current me the way I didn't want to be in the past? I feel that if it is really different, I will not mind the past. My perception of myself should not be completely broken with the past."

"...I think so too. So, you are lucky, but unfortunate people may fall into the madness of self-recognition again." Zuo Jiang's voice became slightly in the ears of the file. He became gloomy, "For such misfortune, I also set a threshold. As long as this value is exceeded, I unceremoniously'use them up'. Because among these people, there may be people you care about with files, so I Just ask it specifically, okay?"

Zuo Jiang's "Used" three words make the file feel a deep and inexplicable hint~IndoMTL.com~ It is not an unknown that puts your life in danger, but a kind of The impact is unknown, more precisely, let the file feel that it is better not to go too deep to understand, although she is curious about how Zuojiang will "use".

"...Even if I don't agree, it's impossible to really stop, right? Although I don't know what you are doing, you should get permission from the cyberball for everything you do." The file groaned for a moment. Said: "If possible, how to rank the people who will be used? Just forget the ones you don't know, but acquaintances should be better taken care of, right?"

"Hmm..." Zuo Jiang nodded, "You answered very straightforwardly, file, this is the difference between you now and you in the past."

"I used to have more sense of justice and curiosity?" asked the file. The chat during this time allowed her to feel the improvement in her physical condition and her skin became more sensitive to temperature. After coming out of the container, she has been slaughtering her body, and now she finally feels the state of "she is a slut".

Seeing the file holding up his arm, as if it was a bit cold, Zuo Jiang took off his white coat and handed it over, while repliing: "No, your answers in the past will be more bloody, with a sense of justice and curiosity. The heart doesn’t matter. For example, in the past, you would say to the question just now: There must be a way to make them better, let’s think of a way."

The file was put on a white coat, and he asked, "So, is there really a way to make them feel better?"

"Yes, but their appearance is more useful than their improvement." Zuo Jiang's calm voice became more cruel. u

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