Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 2186: Imperfect

Doroth always felt that everything was in her own control. Omi was just a trap in her plan. It was a product created by herself and the color center through a "script", which was aimed at "Jiang". Important weapon-Omi did not oppose all of this, just because he and the color center were set up in the "script" in this way. She is like a role that has already been composed, on an established stage, it becomes an inevitable existence. However, Dorothy now doesn't have so many thoughts for granted. She even had to imagine that the reason why she had such thoughts was due to Omi's induction.

The Omi Trap is a trap aimed at "Jiang"-for a long time, no one has thought about the meaning of this sentence in reverse.

Until this time, Dorothy really thought about the meaning of this idea, which has been rooted in her common sense. In fact, the answer is simple: since it is a trap that may take effect against "Jiang", then It is certainly not a simple role in itself, and it is definitely not a "trap" that can be included.

The meaning in human common sense caused her to misunderstand. When she used common sense to understand the meaning of "trap", she had actually made terrible mistakes. The world itself, the direction of this world, the truth of this world, and even all the people and things that exist in this world, have never followed the "common sense" of human beings-regardless of the human surface consciousness and subconsciousness in the doomsday fantasy. How much weight and basic existence it occupies, but from the beginning, the "human" here has never been a "human" in the normal sense, but a "doomsday syndrome patient", and these "doomsday syndrome" The biggest difference between the "patient" and the "human" in common sense is that there is a "virus" lurking in the former.

Ultimately, the "virus" is the source of all very knowledge. And the doomsday illusion that seems to be based on the "doomsday syndrome patient" has always been the crystallization of very knowledge. Its real foundation is not the "doomsday syndrome patient" but the "virus".

Since I and others equate "virus" with "Jiang", under this premise, all things related to "Jiang", whether spontaneously generated or artificially created, are "scripted" "The composing, or the inexplicable existence in the "script", is definitely not a good thing, and it must not be regarded as a friend, nor as a "non-threatening" role.

The idea that "Omi will cooperate with one's own actions, and everything is under control" shouldn't arise at all. Since when did you start to have no precautions against Omi and others? Dorothy couldn't help but think so. Now, she no longer feels incredible about her current situation. The sense of crisis is stronger than ever, just like the flood of a dam, suddenly surging. She does not feel that she is safe, nor does she feel that she is free, let alone that she is in the "big rear".

When reality declined in the hospital and hid behind the color center, the situation of the two sides in this doomsday illusion was exactly the opposite. Here, the color center is the rear, and you are the frontmost-the terrible enemy is always by your side. The inside of this repeater, which looks like a safe house, is actually a solid cage.

Doris only felt that she was completely locked in this cage, being watched by a pair of eyes, being tested with a crazy thought, and she hadn't noticed in the past.

The enemy is "Omi", and it's not far from ten. Dorothy has no chance of luck anymore, she is very suspicious that her control of this repeater is just an illusion.

To control the London repeater, the most direct way is to control the person who uses the repeater, or control the core of the repeater. However, Dorothy couldn't believe that she did control the people in the repeater, because everything she did was exposed under Omi's eyelids. I don't think I still control the core of the repeater.

One of the "three pillars" of the London repeater: the super system that represents the central function of the color, you should not need to be careful. However, what happened to Marceau in the second of the "Three Pillars" can no longer be determined from the memory of the past, and it is very likely that Omi has touched him. Not only Marceau, but Hakkei and Sakiya are definitely under Omi's control. There is one at the end of "Three Pillars"... what is the last one?

Doroth couldn't help but be stunned. She couldn't remember the last "three pillars" at all. It was obviously very important... a person? Or something? There is no record of what that thing is. She felt that she should have known it. The past self was very familiar, but the name, the impression, and the cognition of the past were so vague, as if she wanted to come out, but in fact she couldn't come out.

However, Dorothy still remembers that this feeling is indeed normal, because it was in order to achieve this effect that the "that" one of the three pillars was maintained in a metaphysical state. It was originally his own idea, but the specific process was completed by himself and Omi in collaboration. The purpose of this is to target the enemy-it seems to be against the Doomsday Truth, it seems to be against the "virus", and it seems to be against the "Jiang", but I don't remember which one is specific-in short, it is For the sake of a vaguely conceptual enemy, such a hole card, a trap, a kind of back hand that can play a role in a critical juncture is left.

Just judging from the fact that I can’t even remember what it was, the practice at that time was undoubtedly successful, but the problem is that if I can’t even remember it, it’s enough to prove that London It is true that the repeater has never been under his control: among the three pillars, only the "super system" has been confirmed, and he can actually only control one-third of the authority.

Doroth couldn't help biting her nails. She looked around, but she couldn't believe what she saw. She could feel those eyes—perhaps Omi himself—monitoring herself, but she couldn't find any active monitors. The information she can investigate, no matter how complete and true in the past, is now not so complete and true. All the information that made me feel stable in the past actually has many doubts, because there are too many suspicious places, but I don't know where to start.

At this time, she actually hopes that her suspicion is only caused by the onset of her mental state. As a patient with doomsday syndrome, she has entered the terminal stage, and even the form of Super Dorothy cannot resist terminal symptoms. Caused. Because, "Omi is not a companion" is a worse result than "I'm sick."

"Omi, Omi, Omi, Omi..." Dorothy opened her eyes wide, trying to find out the other party's location through the ubiquitous sense of surveillance, and at the same time, she felt her own behavior. It is as unreasonable as being a mental patient. She felt that she knew, but she couldn't control her thoughts. All her thoughts seemed to be rotten, always biased in the worst direction she could imagine.

This involuntary thought makes her feel extremely painful. She always declares to herself "Everything is not so bad", "It's just to scare myself", but the more you do this, the more you can't Stop thinking in this direction. Thinking is more thorough than ever, and it makes her headache and dilapidated more than ever, and it makes her feel scared more than ever, and I want to stop thinking.

"Come out! Omi. You come out for me!" Dorothy yelled, the more hysterical she screamed, she didn't want this, but she just couldn't control herself.

She felt that from all directions, in the air with nothing, an invisible monster was reaching out its tentacles and rolling up herself—her body was still standing, but her soul and thought had been drawn into the air. A little closer to the invisible and indescribable "mouth", as if he was about to be swallowed by the other party soon. Any of her conscious struggles could not save herself, and any fire light ignited from her mind was facing extinguishment, darkness was about to fall, and she was just alone.

All of this made Dorothy feel a non-physical suffocation, and her body seemed to have never had this kind of weakness. She was like a drowning person, tapping the buttons, and the door slowly slid open so eagerly. She didn't even understand the sound she made. When she stepped out the door, her feet were loose and she fell to the ground. Although there was no pain coming from her body, her whole consciousness seemed to be knocked out of her mouth.

——How could it suddenly become like this.

Doroth felt more unnatural in her own state. She realized that she never seemed to have anticipated such unnatural attacks-as if she had already identified it in the past, even if she would produce it. All kinds of situations, but it is by no means that they came so suddenly, even the signs were not detected in time, and even the specific reasons could only be guessed, unable to grasp any substantive things.

"Omi! Omi!" She continued yelling, her voice echoing in the empty corridor, and echoes from afar, which only made people feel empty and dead.

Loneliness, helplessness, despair, fear...Countless feelings that make her feel sad gnaw at her consciousness every second. However, when she felt that she was about to pass out of a coma, she was unable to cross the final critical point. She was still thinking and feeling, and she could only rely on the conclusions drawn from thinking and the feelings about things. The emotions born in this tortured myself.

Doroth began to vomit. Her body obviously had no human internal organs, but she saw something really vomiting out of her throat, falling to the ground like mud, but wriggling as if she had life. In her eyes, it was not a residue of food at all, because from the beginning, it was impossible for her body to exist these residues. The thing that was spit out from the mouth, limp and squirming on the ground, was like a mosaic, a piece of mud.

——Abnormality. Has the abnormality started to feed back on my body?

Doris wants to look at all of this rationally, but she can't think rationally anyway. Her thinking is like a wild horse running out of hold, spreading in every possible direction. She wants to judge logically, but any logical thinking will be interrupted in the middle, as if she can't concentrate at all.

At this time, she heard a familiar voice. The other party didn't know when, he stood in front of him, as if he couldn't see it just because he kept his head down.

"It looks like you need help." The other party said so.

Doris knows who is talking, but it is very difficult for her to find the name that she has been chanting from her violent thoughts and feelings——

"Omi..."

"It's me."

Doroth lifted her head hard, her vision was a bit blurred, and her pupils were difficult to focus~IndoMTL.com~ In the shaking field of vision, suddenly clear, suddenly blurred figure, as always, wearing a white coat, With his hands in his pockets-"Omi", the most outstanding researcher of cyberball, his whole person is distorted, like a reflection in the water interrupted by ripples, and like standing on the ground slantingly. Dorothy felt that this was just her own illusion.

"Is it the problem, or are you still okay?" Dorothy asked, but she didn't even know what she meant by this sentence—like it was There are too many ideas, trying to express them by just one sentence.

"It's a pity that you have a problem." Omi's regretful voice came, "From the beginning, you were not a successful creation. Although I promised the network ball, I made technical improvements to you, and finally The start is completed, but your base of formation lacks too many things. Cyberball wants to imitate the final weapon, but probably even the Doomsday Shinrikyo does not know how the final weapon was born. The flaws have always existed, and you want to become In the end, the weapon was too reluctant."

"Is this a physical problem?" Dorothy struggled to ask, "Are you still the Omi trap?"

"Omi Trap...you always call me that, I don't really care." Omi's voice came to Dorothy's ears: "You always tell me about the hospital reality and the doomsday fantasy, tell me You know about Gaochuan, tell me about the virus and Jiang, tell me the source of the end, tell me what I am. You think I'm interested in these things, but, to be honest, your thoughts And observation angle are very interesting, but nothing more. I never thought to look at all this from your observation angle, I am not interested in the world in your eyes at all, because what I see is with you Something different. That's it."