Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 2181: Dingzi households

The vibration is getting stronger and denser. I don't know where the creaking sound comes from, like something being shattered, or something being chewed. Is it a wall? Is it the ground? Is it the ceiling? Is it metal? Is it cement? Is it all kinds of artificial materials, or the soil and big trees in nature? People just feel that the entire island is shattering. In the secret room, the few people who still claim to be sober, can face all of this intuitively, have a deep understanding of what is meant by "nowhere to escape".

They can't do anything, they can't do anything, they can only stay where they are, waiting for the huge secret room surrounding themselves and others to be swallowed and chewed by something. They can clearly see that those unconscious companions, one by one, with wide open eyes that seem to be able to penetrate everything, surrendering to the outside sight, which does not know how far away, is as if chasing something. Move slowly. They seem to be able to feel the position of the existence that does not know what it is from these moving sights-although they can feel it, they cannot be described in words, because the place where this thing is is definitely not in common sense. The "distance" and "direction" can be positioned.

Anomalous events followed one after another. To say how weird it is, it is as weird as it is, and how puzzling it is, it makes the heart beat. Because of the increased heartbeat, it seems that I can’t even breathe smoothly. I am breathing air, but I feel that the air is so dense that it seems to have condensed into liquid. With every breath, the liquid will enter the nasal cavity, go into the throat, and become clogged. Into the trachea.

They felt suffocated and started coughing, spitting out patches of purple-black material, like blood clots that had clotted and dried up a long time ago.

"No, it won't work." One of the researchers shed his nose and tears. The stimulus he felt was not just a mental stimulus, nor was it the fear and despair that permeated this secret room that made him psychological Imbalance. He can clearly feel that his physiology is being strongly stimulated, as if he is sick, as if he is poisoned, just like these air that cannot see any changes with his eyes, and its internal components are already full of Harmful substances.

However, what kind of harmful substances are flooding the air, and how these harmful substances are formed is completely unobservable. The human body's sensory organs are too weak, so it is necessary to develop various tools to enhance the observation ability. However, at this moment, they can only rely on their own nature and functions as a creature.

They have lost their tools, and only knowledge is left. They once again experienced how weak they are, full of imperfections.

A loud hum pierced their eardrums. The sudden shock made them cover their ears subconsciously, but when they heard this sound, their auditory organs were already damaged. His head is still buzzing, but in fact no more sounds can be heard. Everyone, whether they are people who pretend to be sane, or people who are really in ignorance, fell to the ground at the same time, as if there was some force pulling their feet, but they couldn't see it. thing.

Immediately afterwards, the self-proclaimed sober person saw cracks appearing on the glass wall next to him. After a few breaths, these cracks turned into a giant, hideous net covering the glass wall.

The cracked glass wall may collapse at any time. No one would deny this. The main reason for breaking the glass wall may be the sound, but the riot that is happening in the LcL pool has pressed the glass wall with a straw from the inside. Just in full view, the cracks in the glass wall became more and more dense, and after all, in the next moment, it was squeezed from the inside.

-There was a crash.

The howling LcL and the clear water mixed together, forming a huge convective vortex, and also set off a huge wave of two or three people, as the glass wall broke, and poured into the hall together. The few people closest to the glass wall were immediately knocked down by the waves, caught in the pale yellow liquid, and disappeared instantly. Their screams seemed to be broken in the middle. There were also a few people who ran back a few steps, but they soon realized that they couldn't escape this secret room at all. They could only stop and wait for the next huge wave to involve themselves.

The people here are not given much time to prepare. When one surge is over, the next surge will start. After the self-proclaimed sober people were swallowed by the huge waves, those who were left uninvited were swallowed in an instant. Only huge currents are left surging, colliding and forming huge vortices. Although it is impossible to confirm how much LcL is stored here, the part that has poured out has filled the entire secret room in less than three minutes.

This was originally the place of the LcL repository, but it makes people feel that it is impossible to store the amount of LcL flowing out now-LcL seems to be something that can expand and multiply by itself, and what they have observed in the past The data is totally inconsistent.

When these LcLs touch the walls and ceilings, they immediately shattered, breaking down into many water streams thinner than silk, and digging into the gap between the sky and the wall material. Those that once blocked the researchers from escaping The walls are changing color to a degree that is visible to the naked eye. The liquid penetrating the walls and ceiling has begun to connect with the fleshy room that has long been alienated by Gao Chuan's diary, and the whole process is like a blood vessel and heart connected together.

The previous feelings of these researchers are correct. The entire island where the hospital is located is shaking. The things that make the island vibrate are tearing the island's fixed foundation, smashing the surface of the island, and running through the inside of the island. LcL, which once appeared to be structurally stable, difficult to combine with other substances, and difficult to produce chemical reactions under normal conditions, is rampaging violently. I don't know what kind of force acts on the LcL, giving these liquids a terrible degree, shaping them into sharp blades and drill bits. They meander like snakes, and the process of piercing tree roots into the rock has been accelerated hundreds of times, branching out more tributaries from one tributary. The abdomen of the entire island expands.

Maybe everyone except the staff who manages LcL can hardly imagine that the total amount of LcL will be so huge, even in the inexplicable consumption, many LcL have become clear water substances, but clear water and LcL are mixed When I wake up, the mixed liquid is still LcL, and the color that may become lighter in the sense is returning to the original LcL color over time. The total amount of LcL seems to be decreasing, but in fact it has been increasing. Wherever they flow, inorganic and organic matter will become part of them. They penetrated the shell of the island and flowed into the sea. The sea, which had already deteriorated and was full of decaying substances, was gradually turning into pale yellow.

When these LcLs are drilled out of the ground like a fountain, and are scattered among the forests and hospitals of the islands, every drop of liquid is eroding the soil, flowers, trees, and concrete reinforced buildings. There is no place where they can't go, they can penetrate into every crevice, covering the whole island is only a matter of time. The belly of the island has been hollowed out by them, and the soil, rocks, plants and buildings above will collapse. Crashes like these are expanding every minute and every second.

Two-thirds of the island hospital became liquid in just one hour, roughly the color of LcL, but also mixed with debris that has not been completely eroded and transformed. The island, which originally seemed very solid and stable, has become swollen, unnatural, and slimy, like bread soaked in milk. The islands and everything on the islands originally showed a kind of unconscious activity, but now, it seems like a huge monster is waking up from a deep sleep. The huge sound of flowing, collapse, and decay, just Like the sound of hunger coming from its stomach.

In this scene of alienation that is becoming even greater, there is something faintly visible at the location of the island hospital, the color and texture of which are not the same as the surrounding scenery. Compared to the liquid and viscous fluidity, it is fixed. It exhibits fleshy activity, just like a beating heart, and in the process of repeated contraction and expansion, it can be felt that a large part of the water stream composed of LcL will enter this "heart". , And then be squeezed out from this "heart".

The scale of this "heart" is extremely inconspicuous relative to the quality and area of ​​the entire island. However, its appearance and activities are unique and make its existence more conspicuous.

The color center is rising. The violent changes inside the island formed a huge force at its location. It was held up by this huge force. All the substances that prevented it from rising had been softened, and all the tools used to restrain it had been corroded. It occupies the center of the constantly surging LcL liquid, and it itself is a part of the expansion of LcL.

In the drastic changes of the island hospital, the color center can observe more data and understand more than any researcher in the hospital. It always uses a different perspective from humans to look at and Sort out those situations that are destined to happen. Once in this hospital, there were many scripts: the thoughts of the research team led by Dr. Ender, the thoughts of people working underground, the laws that the "virus" that cannot be directly observed affects people, And the overall movement formed by the increasing number of patients with doomsday syndrome, all of which have formed their own "scripts."

Each "script" cannot operate independently, each "script" is cross-influenced, and each "script" is also trying to avoid the influence of other "scripts" and maximize its own influence. The main influence. The color center is able to observe, understand and go deep into it, turning its own ideas into a "script", and becoming an important factor in this cross-influence-it originally thought this way, and it tried this way. However, "virus "The scripts are often unexpected, and the scripts of patients with doomsday syndrome are tougher than it thinks. Among all the "scripts" it knows, the "scripts" of the hospital are the weakest and full of loopholes. However, from this perspective, Dr. Ender and the others understand this and expect it to become a hospital. The pillars of the "script", fill those loopholes.

The color center has always been doing this, like a nail, firmly stuck in the spiritual world of patients with doomsday syndrome, to make up for the "script" loopholes of the hospital to the extent that it can compete with other "scripts". On this basis, it will cooperate with Dorothy the first class to portray their script based on the hospital script.

This approach has always been effective and safe. In the repetitive temptation, they hide behind their backs, avoiding factors that may make them collapse, and avoiding the “virus” activity that will bring them insults. Measure the impact. To be more precise, it is precisely because they are still patients with doomsday syndrome even if they change their form. This ability that looks weird and mysterious to others is only the result of being invaded by the "virus", so they can't come to the front desk, and "Viruses" directly confront each other.

The script of the hospital and Gao Chuan’s activity have always been the two strongest barriers in front of them. Because of the barriers, they can even penetrate into the doomsday illusion in a more direct manner at a certain period of time. Try to make more in-depth observations. They originally planned to do this step by step, little by little, little by little observation, little by little analysis, and then, one day, they can figure out all the factors that affect patients with doomsday syndrome, and find ways to deal with these factors. Using such a stupid method of "seeing tricks and dismantling tricks" completely eliminates the influence of the "virus", effectively treats the patient, and ultimately eliminates the "virus" itself, or creates serum antibodies that are sufficient to deal with all the means of the "virus".

However, things have not always gone so smoothly.

The law of "virus" activity is difficult to grasp, and when the "virus" becomes active, the patient's own condition of doomsday syndrome deteriorates, and the spread of the "virus" around the world, etc., are far greater than our own. Degree of progress. To put it simply, oneself is racing against the disaster to see if it is faster to be caught up by the disaster or to run away faster. As long as enough time can be obtained, oneself will never say "despair". However, the degree of disaster chasing is much faster than one's imagination, and the way of chasing it is even more abnormal than one's imagination.

Even when I finally decided to stop and turn around and let go of the opponent, the plan that had already been made was destroyed by a sudden and unexpected drastic change.

It is an unfamiliar overall influence, directly or indirectly acting on one's own activities and ideas~IndoMTL.com~ even through the doomsday syndrome patients themselves to influence the activities of the "virus".

To say how complicated it is, at least, even if the color center and the grade Dorothy teamed up, they could not fully analyze the relevant factors and could not eliminate this influence in a short time.

Because it cannot be eliminated in a short time, the consequences have already occurred, and huge changes have become a trend they cannot stop.

The color center has to ascend, step out of the barrier that restrains and protects oneself, and turns oneself into a target-if, behind this upheaval, the ultimate goal is no matter which side Among them, patients with doomsday syndrome are an important link or main factor that cannot be avoided. Then it itself, rooted in the doomsday syndrome patients, must be the inexplicable enemy, and the "virus" itself, which has to be eliminated.

It thinks so and hopes that it is correct.

　　

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