Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 2037: Meeting

This is the first time I have entered a repeater, and it is also the first time I have seen the appearance of a repeater. She is not sure what to call this repeater. These outsiders use "London repeater" or "network ball repeater" to call it, but she does not use the prefixes "London" and "network ball". There is not a clear enough concept, only the name of a city and an organization is known, and these terms are very different from the habits in the ruling bureau.

The London repeater is not as scary as she imagined. From the appearance she saw with her own eyes, it was not even "shocking". Compared with the huge and complex structures in the ruling bureau area, the London repeater is neither large nor unique and complicated. It looks like a blooming flower, and therefore it looks as fragile as a flower. It is this kind of "unremarkable" appearance that has a powerful force, which is completely different from what Yu once imagined.

Ten has never really seen what a repeater looks like, nor has she collided with the power of a repeater face to face. All her knowledge of repeaters comes from hearsay and sidestruck, from the war situation and the enemy. As a result of the analysis of the state, every battle that revolves around the repeater will leave clues. I picked up these clues and restored the true face of this "terrible weapon" according to my own imagination. When I actually saw it, it was still a bit beyond imagination.

It’s not too strong, but it doesn’t seem to be that strong at all. Its appearance is not commensurate with the rumors. Although those methods are incomprehensible, it is necessary to say how different is it from the technology in the ruling bureau? Who is it? It is completely unclear which is higher. It enters the repeater through a beam of "light". The secret hidden in this "light" and its role as a transmitter can't find the answer directly from experience. Moreover, there is no shortage of equipment with similar effects in the technology of the ruling bureau.

Curiously looked at the "inside" of the repeater. This "inside" was different from what she had imagined. Even if Yitai Gaochuan told her that the "inside" of the repeater is very different from the "inside" of a normal physical building, there seems to be no difference in everything she can see and feel. It may be that the materials are different, the mechanical structure is different, or the construction style is different, but it is still piled up by a large amount of material in a specific law. Shi always feels that the "different" mentioned by Yitai Gaochuan has a more profound meaning, but he can't find it out from what he sees.

She touched the ground, walls, and every object in the room, took a deep breath, and allowed the air to be filtered in her own analyzer. The equipment she carried analyzed the physical properties of the surrounding things little by little, and deduced it from its comprehensive structure. Its purpose. However, there is nothing new, even if the appearance is different, in terms of functionality, it is not too different from the daily needs of the aborigines of the ruling bureau. Water is still water, and the thing that drinks water is the thing that drinks water. The ground is also the ground, and the walls are also walls. The place where people live is still a hollow structure surrounded by walls. The food that these outsiders eat and drink daily are the aboriginal people like her. You can also eat and drink, and even taste and aesthetics have a lot of similarities.

In general, the impression of the "inside" of the London repeater is: an isolated space where people can live and work. Of course, she also knows very well that since the repeater has terrible power, its interior must also be the core that provides this power. In places she can't see, there may be other kinds of equipment operating, just like Some factories in the ruling bureau produce "gray particles" just like "security guards".

The battle of the repeater, the operation of the repeater, and the resistance and use of the repeater to the mystery, all of which cannot be analyzed from what we have seen for the time being. Moreover, it is not surprising that the "internal" capacity of the London repeater is greater than what you can see from the outside. There are many ways to achieve this effect in the technology of the ruling bureau. If possible, of course, I would like to know more about the true face of these outsiders' "strongest weapons", but these outsiders are probably unwilling, she couldn't help but think so.

"Are you not used to eating?" The girl's voice came from her ear, interrupting her thinking.

"...It's okay, I just don't feel any surprises." After regaining consciousness, many people may think that this is a blunt and impolite wording, but there is nothing special about it. In the days of the ruling bureau's life, there were also such direct dialogues. Moreover, she is also not used to dealing with strangers, especially when the other person looks like a child, but in terms of identity, status and thinking ability, she is far different from that of a child.

At this moment, Dorothy herself is the person sitting at the same table as Yu. I don’t know very well. Is it the first time I have seen this person who looks like a child but feels not a child? From the perspective of feeling, familiar and unfamiliar are mixed, and the positioning of his youth and characteristics is also very confusing. The inner part is completely different, and it is impossible to say clearly whether this girl is a "girl" or even a "person" at all. Regardless of what she observed or her intuition, Dorothy's impression of her was so confused that she didn't know how to answer when talking.

"What can be considered a surprise?" Dorothy asked.

Faced with Dorothy's gaze, she felt a little uneasy, but she couldn't talk about what she was afraid of. There was just a kind of restlessness that made her not want to be exposed to the other's gaze like this. Just being watched, there is a feeling that is not good or bad, but absolutely uncomfortable. She wanted to concentrate and deal with each other's problems politely, but at the same time she couldn't help but think about other things. It seemed that there was such a faint pressure that she had to distract herself. It's like if you don't think about other problems, but completely focus on the girl in front of you, you will have problems with your head. It's because you can't really concentrate, that's why you feel so upset, right? I thought so.

"These foods and tastes are not much different from what we usually eat." After a while, he said.

But Dorothy quickly asked: "What do you think should be the difference?"

Fiddling with knives and forks, when the metal collides with a thin and crisp sound, in the weird anxiety, people can't help making these sounds, but because of etiquette, they subconsciously suppress this anxiety . Her eyes were erratic, she looked at things that she had repeatedly looked at around her many times, and she began to think about when she had just entered the room, when she had not yet entered the room, and when she was walking in the long maze-like corridor, time was in. In retrospect, it seemed to be a lot slower than what I personally experienced at that time. Then, these replayed memories began to play in sequence: I was connected to the repeater "inside" by a beam of light, and I saw that some styles were different from the ruling bureau, but What is very similar in function, walking through rooms and aisles, is like the entire "inside" is a huge lattice building structure.

Then she was guided to this room by the "voice", opened the door, and saw the girl who claimed to be "Doroth". The other party is one of the core figures of the outsiders and one of the managers of the London Repeater. It is perfectly possible to have a dialogue as a representative of these outsiders, and after re-establishing contact with "Sha", he will probably get a representative. Talk to your identity.

However, the conversation in this room is not a conversation from the standpoint of representatives of both parties, it is more like a private meeting, but it is not exactly like this-there is a feeling of ambiguity that is difficult to cope with. Floating in the air, she couldn't define the meaning of the meeting and conversation, what position she should stand in, and what attitude she should use to communicate with each other.

The room is not big, it looks like a hundred square meters, and the long table is full of food. The aroma of the food makes one directly imagine how delicious it is. The light is from the lighted candles, the walls are non-metallic, and the ground is covered with rich and soft scarlet cloth. The tone of the whole room is dull, but it does not make people feel gloomy. After entering the room, the most direct feeling is: quiet.

A kind of tranquility that makes people feel uneasy and makes the heart restless. Before entering this room, she had never experienced this kind of silence, and had never imagined that there should be such a restrained silence-her experience has always been polarized, either intense, or peaceful, and There is nothing too complicated. In the ruling bureau, most things are simple. Even if the form is complicated, the essence is pure. It is either good or bad, normal or damaged, strong or weak. Either life or death, either spiral or right angle. In contrast, the "inside" of this repeater, up to this room, and the girl across the table, feel very complicated, ambiguous, and chaotic.

Although the questions asked by the other party are meaningless and boring, they seem to have some kind of pressure to answer. Some of them are different from this meaningless and boring meaning, but , These deep meanings are concealed, and even the feelings are just vague and ambiguous. If she can, she doesn't want to answer these questions, but when she decides this way, she feels that even "no answer" itself has become an answer. She wants to think about her words, but she is not good at or accustomed to doing such things, and there is no moment to calm down in her mind. Ideas that need attention.

She can only subconsciously answer according to her feelings: "If these meats are not meat..." She could not continue to say, because she found that she could not describe her thoughts correctly: if meat is not meat, it should what is it then? In her meaning, "meat" is not just an organic food.

"This is just the meat you think." Dorothy didn't seem to care about the hesitation, but said with a voice that seemed erratic in her ears: "These foods just show what you are used to. Looks like, its essence is different from your evaluation of it."

"What do you mean?" She raised her head in a daze, her eyes crossed with the girl.

"If you think it is meat, it is meat. If you think it is something else...it should be said, if you really want it to be something different, completely different from your own imagination Things, it will become like that. But the question is, do you really want it to be different? Can you imagine something beyond your own imagination? What is "completely different" you want? 'Completely different'? If there is no standard, it can't respond to you." Dorothy used a long paragraph to explain, and it took several seconds to figure out what this meant.

"In other words, what I eat is not meat? It is not the food I think? I actually didn't eat the food that I like? These delicacies are all false?" I couldn't help but ask. Asking Dorothy, why did she deceive herself... After all, I didn't figure out whether it was a deception or not.

"It's not false, but from some perspectives, it's not true." Dorothy also divided the meat on her plate, chewing and saying: "But it does fill up. The belly will release the deliciousness you need. Whether it is true or not is largely based on your definition and understanding of'reality'."

"...I'm sorry, I don't quite understand this kind of thing." Teng could only reply apologetically, because the entangled words and cryptic hints had already confounded her. She actually didn’t want to think about these things at all~ IndoMTL.com~ The food in front of you is edible, can fill your stomach, and taste delicious without side effects. She feels that knowing these is enough, and the rest is to eat them. , If you can eat it every day, that would be very lucky. As for whether it is "real" at all? What exactly is "real"? She is not interested and feels that she has no ability to understand.

"Ah, is that the case? I'm sorry, I said some meaningless nonsense. Although there are no surprises, but as long as the guests are satisfied, that's fine." Dorothy said. She only felt that the other party could hear her own voice. Every time she asked, she stepped on a certain point, which made her find it difficult to deal with. If she could, she wanted to just fool around in silence. Moreover, even if the girl kept saying sorry, she didn't feel any sincerity to apologize, but had no ulterior motives.

"This is just a meal, isn't it?" He stopped the knife and fork, and emphasized again: "We are just talking about food, right?"

"Yes. Of course. What else can there be?" Dorothy's face seemed expressionless, but also an elusive expression

　　

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