Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 2018: Deterioration
"Remember what you are going to do? A Chuan." Fu Jiang reminded me.
Yes, I still remember that I separated from Fu Jiang and went to the torchlight with Fu Jiang to find more factors that would promote the plan, even though Fu Jiang didn’t like those people and claimed that they were "Stupid and blind", but I also have my own considerations, even if this kind of consideration does not constitute an absolute reason in the wiser view of her, I still insist on doing so. We started to scavenge, we traversed many areas of the ruling bureau at high speed, and I saw the war that is now fully unfolding in the ruling bureau area, and from the war, I saw the inevitability of the end. These relatively fast and slow scenery let I have more thoughts. These thoughts are based on my narrow cognition and the limitations of being a human being. They are full of all sorts of very reasonable delusions and fruitless suspicions, and they burst out more unspeakable. thinking. In that very short time for others, the thoughts in my mind are like supernova explosions, fast, intense and have extremely complex effects.
After that, I fell into an illusion in an incomprehensible state. The incomparable realism made me have no time to think about what a real illusion is. It made me feel more painful and almost collapsed. At that moment, it was Fu Jiang's embrace that pulled me back to a "normal" state, back to a state full of limitations, like a bird in a cage, but relatively safe for my personality.
I was indeed "crazy" just now, but I did not completely lose my memory and cognitive abilities. I know very well that the effects that those hallucinations are likely to produce are definitely not just hallucinations, but are full of influential factors that play a role in me, and follow my current existence to bring this influence The force spreads outward. The factors that have affected me will definitely not only happen to me. It is absolutely impossible for another Gaochuan who has direct contact with me to escape the interference of this influence.
Although this sudden impact is unprepared in terms of timing, it is certainly not for no reason. Compared with the more unprovoked anomalies I have seen in the past, in the state of madness before, so What I see, feel, and think of can become part of a long logical line that connects everything I know about the past, present, and future. If we go into it in depth, there is a suspicious deliberateness in this connection itself.
I have no intention of investigating which factors contributed to the sudden illusion before, because my narrow cognitive level is destined to be unable to see the whole picture. If you really do not let go, then what I insist on now will become suspicious and meaningless. To be honest, I was a little afraid to go deep into the darkness that faintly reveals the truth. There is something that scares me. I know very well that even if I enter it, my low ability is not enough to protect myself. Out the truth.
Even so, I never decide whether to go deeper or not. I am like drifting from an unknown boundless river. I don’t know which section of the river I am in. I only know that I am an immature, fragile and weak baby. The invisible muddy river floated away in a whirlpool.
Yes, I know, I know very well.
"It's coming soon." Fu Jiang said to me. I know what she was talking about. Maybe everything she said before seemed to have a deep meaning, but now, what she said about arrival is only for the light of the torch.
I can’t be sure if I’m still swiping after falling into the hallucinations, and how long I’ve been swiping. When I was awake, I had stopped, and the scenery around me was different from what I had seen before. I endured the pain and fear that grew from hallucinations, still entangled in my brain, and looked around at everything around me. An obviously unnatural wind blows from the side, and then moves to the side along a trajectory that is very obvious in the senses, as if there is a huge blower rotating, and I can neither see nor hear the blower. When I saw the sound it made, I only felt that the wind was coming from a place out of sight.
The whirring wind has a special frequency. It is neither harsh nor heavy, not to mention refreshing, not cold, nor hot, as if its temperature is always the same as my body temperature. And constant. Compared with this stable wind, the substances that should constitute the structure of buildings, streets, and other objects seem a little confused.
Some substances are like structures, but not all of them are like this. Metals exist as well as non-metals. There are colors and textures that I am familiar with, and colors and textures that I have never seen before. These materials constitute a large-scale, but artificially consistent creation. It is not always the case that it is a building, because what you can see with the naked eye is a patchwork of walls, and the space between the walls is the aisle. Judging from the spread of the walls and the laws of the passages, it only feels extremely complicated and wide.
The structure composed entirely of walls and aisles reminds me of the maze for the first time-the wind comes out of the maze, and the feeling is so strong that people don’t think it might be from the maze at all. Blowing from above, even in common sense, the wind cannot be confined to this kind of open structure.
"It's a labyrinth." I couldn't help but say, "Is the man of the torchlight inside?"
"No, it's below." Tomi Jiang calmly looked to the ground, "The labyrinth is a guise, a trap, part of the physical structure of the ceremony. They are all staying below, these walls are like bamboo shoots from below. Drilled out." Her tone was a certain insight. I don't know where her intelligence came from, but from her identity as the ultimate weapon 999, now that she knows it, then, the doomsday truth sect It is impossible not to know. It can be inferred from this that although these people of the torchlight act secretly as much as possible, they are still not a secret in the eyes of Doomsday Truth. And the Doomsday Truth cult knew it but didn't do anything, which meant it was unusual.
The "deviation" of the torchlight is obviously not as good as they think, but, just like what I and others do now, even knowing that the result may not be as I think, but still Need to do something. The emotions pinned on the ethereal possibility, everyone should be the same.
This kind of anticipation can no longer make me feel heavier.
The place of the ceremony, the wind of the ceremony, the sound of the ceremony... This huge labyrinth that is so huge that I don’t know how many kilometers stretches, if it were not spliced together using the existing buildings of the ruling bureau, but was recreated, if the gray fog was not used The technology and other mysteries of the torch are simply beyond the reach of the survivors of the torchlight. Because this maze is too wide, it is difficult to see the full picture of its internal structure, and it is impossible to analyze the mechanism of the whole ritual in a short time, and it is impossible to confirm whether the ritual has started, or where it has been carried out. I have no intention of destroying the torchlight ritual, because Doomsday Truth did not stop them, and their success will inevitably promote the emergence of "monsters in the collective subconscious of mankind."
I just want to use my actions to make the "deviations" they would have accomplished even more deviations. Of course, I am not sure to precisely control this kind of deviation. More strictly speaking, I don't even know how to do it in order to ensure that this kind of deviation is what I want. I came here with ignorance, to do things that I can't even predict the result, this kind of behavior may seem like a madman in the eyes of others. It is unreasonable for a reasonable person to pin one's own thoughts in this kind of action that has no beginning and no end and cannot confirm the result.
However, I can only do this.
If any rational and logical behavior will be used, you can only expect behaviors that even the actor himself cannot confirm, and the resulting results will be slightly different from certain expectations. As for these expectations Whoever came from it, and what was more, it was not a human being, that is something that can only be said after the result has been produced.
I am not sure that my actions and my own thoughts are not among the needs of the "virus". However, just like these people in the torchlight, what I can do, who is short-sighted and ignorant, is only what I think I must do and that I think will be useful. No one here will help me think, and no one can give better advice. There is no hero, no "smart person" who understands everything in the full sense, and there is no standard that can be proved to be absolutely correct, and there is no perfect reference. Thing, no one can give a real solution to the problem in essence-if there is, it would be good, I really think so.
If what I did, as in the past, promoted everything that I didn't want to see happen to a certain extent, then there is no way.
"Do they know we are here?" I stopped a little bit in front of the maze and asked Fu Jiang, and this question seemed to me to be a boring question.
"Of course, we are standing on their turf." To this boring question, Fu Jiang still had that plain tone.
"But, they didn’t come out, do you think we can’t do anything?" I stared at the maze and turned to the foot of the maze. The wind is a kind of flow, and the sound of the wind is a kind of frequency. These are rhythmic Phenomenon is becoming the basis for the ability of "chain determination". The particles that are invisible to the naked eye and the fluctuations that are invisible to the naked eye are like clear line segments, and my perception follows these line segments to the source of this rhythm. In my mind, the invisible maze is being outlined by many lines, and even more lines surpass this three-dimensional structure diagram, spreading to the outside of a blank space, but then they are intertwined to form a new one. contour.
The new outline and the structure of the labyrinth show a very obvious correlation in the interweaving of lines, just like two patterns drawn on paper not far apart, which are being summarized into a huge whole by the redundant lines . This new outline does not show the architectural forms that I am familiar with, but it is indeed something hidden underground.
In this outline drawn by lines, some points started to move, and when these points moved, they also magnified in my mind. When the dot becomes a more concrete outline, it looks like a very obvious human form. Apart from those guys who are torchlight, who else can it be? There is no intelligence to show that this place was invaded by other forces before Fu Jiang and I arrived.
"We don't think you can do anything, Mr. Gao Chuan." The voices of those human figures turned into words in the images sent to the mind by the chain decision.
I did not listen with my ears, nor did I see with my eyes. The patterns and words that only existed in my mind occupied all my senses in an extraordinary way, and this was not my first time. Experience this situation. It's just that, in the past, it was often necessary to overclock the ability to the point where the brain seemed to melt, in order to produce this kind of experience under that high-load state. Sometimes, this experience is more like an illusion, but when it appears as frequently as the normal sense organs, and can show what is happening in this way in more detail, it is no longer an illusion. NS.
I have always felt that strength and enhancement of abilities are not a good thing. After entering the hospital reality, it is even more connected with the worsening condition of patients with doomsday syndrome. Today I still think so. The unusual sensory performance I feel at this time is the result of "Gao Chuan" itself being deteriorating-it has clearly collapsed into LCL, and LCL is one thing in the actual research and observation of the hospital. This is an extremely stable liquid substance, so what else can deteriorate in itself? This is not something I can observe and understand.
I can’t break free from this extraordinary experience like an illusion~IndoMTL.com~My senses are constantly flooded by the complex graphics and words presented in my mind through the interlocking judgment, and constitute these complex The lines of the three-dimensional graphics and text are fluctuating at a frequency that I can notice. The more you carefully observe and experience this fluctuation, the more these graphics and text are distorted, just as the pattern woven with the soft rope is constantly shaking, and it seems that the whole structure of the soft rope is going to be more and more here. Disintegrated in the violent shaking.
Of course, all the graphics and text that are present in my mind, which cover my visual and auditory perception, have become extremely powerful when the other party is talking, if not for reference before , Came to the conclusion that this outline is "people are talking", otherwise, I really can't recognize what is appearing in my mind.
Even so, some of the speaker's words still cannot be presented in my mind in a way that I can understand, and the part of the text outlined in the mind of the chain judgment has been completely distorted.
It’s incredible. Chain judgment is only the "talent" of the magic pattern messenger itself. Compared with the more mysterious "magic pattern super power", it is more based on personal basic qualities and possesses less mystery, but it is also Can deteriorate to this point. There is no better explanation that I can understand except that I am "deteriorating".