Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1092: Ad hoc meeting

So, I suddenly realized that this mysterious expert may be the same as me. I have never heard anyone mention the same thing before. Even if he mentioned it to other people, everyone around him was "No Acknowledge or don’t understand. It's not that there is no his companion in this world, but just because he has never met before.

That's why you seem so surprised?

"Actually, you don't need to tell me this." I calmly said to him: "I can't give you the answer, because I don't know the answer. Moreover, I don't think these thoughts need to be told to others. People, because it is something that should only be fermented in your own heart. The approval or disapproval of others has no influence on whether you will think about these things. You will not think about it because others say that you think too much Right?"

"No, of course not--it's just that, I always feel that it would be better if I want to get the approval of others, or if someone with the same idea exists." The mystery expert smiled bitterly again.

"What's good?" I asked in the opposite direction: "Even if there are the same ideas, and people who recognize their ideas exist or do not exist, how can they actually help me? Only by putting the ideas into action, expecting The help of others makes it practical to inform others of your ideas. But, are you just thinking? Just thinking, that's only your own. I think you should cherish something that is just an idea. "

"Ah...you..." The mystery expert looked at me, a little speechless, "I feel a little bit, I can't understand you, you are really weird than me. Doing this is not too Withdrawn, too capricious?"

"So, you don't need to tell me what you think." I calmly replied: "Our standards and ways of thinking are different, although the questions we think about may be the same. I I can’t give you any answers, and I’ve never thought of getting answers from anyone. What I’m looking for is my own answer. So. Leave me alone.” After that, I turned and left without hesitation.

"...It's really like a child. Ah, he is indeed a child, sixteen years old, not an adult yet."

In this case, it got into my ears meaninglessly. And it disappeared in my heart meaninglessly. I left in silence.

I think this mysterious expert will continue to laugh bitterly. A life full of doubts and entangled in doubts is painful. As far as this pain is concerned, I have a common language, but how to deal with it This pain. He and I are different from each other. He may not have thought carefully about why he wanted to say these things to me, but because of this, I can't give him any hint. The "truth" I know is undoubtedly a very heavy "mystery" for people who only live in this world, even if it is only a little bit. Maybe it will make him question his own existence, and then completely collapse. Maybe he is stronger than I thought, but I can't feel it.

If it was a file and a fire accident, they told me the same thing, how would I respond? I think so, but. In the end, there is no answer. I can only be certain. If it is them, I will give the chance of hinting the "truth" I know. It's bigger than when facing this mysterious expert. However, in fact, whether it is a file, a fire escape, or Father Xi Sen, they never need any hint from me or the "truth" in his population. They are walking on their own way, seeking their own answers, carrying their own lives, whether in the eyes of others, all of this is false or untrue, and it has no meaning to them. Their truth comes from themselves. The start has been extended. They are recognized and helped by others, and are well integrated into the group. However, this does not mean that the recognition of others is absolutely necessary for them. I always think that this is why they are "strong".

In the once apocalyptic illusion, these strong men were once "dead". Moreover, files and fire escapes were "dead" very early, but this is not proof that they are "not strong", at least , They are still standing here today, and even if this doomsday illusion collapses and a new doomsday illusion arises, I think they will still exist there.

As a human being, in human society, like the mystery expert before, there must be a majority. However, it cannot be denied that there are really some people in this world who are "even if only oneself People who can live alone" may not necessarily be alone, or just embark on a path of loneliness, but they have such factors in their personality and spirit.

In this world, there is a reason for any strength, and it must be proportional to their own mental strength. With this kind of knowledge, I think that the mysterious experts I met before can be called elites, but if they are hostile to the file and the fire, they will probably be defeated within ten strokes. Because he is a person who needs others to survive, just an ordinary excellent person with mysterious powers.

I don't think that I am the kind of person who "even if I alone can live alone". In many ways, I am no different from that mysterious expert, but there is one most essential thing that has become the biggest difference between us. That is, the object I desire is not only humans, but those who accompany me. , It's not just humans.

"Jiang..." My thoughts settled, I quietly pursued, hiding in the depths of my body and soul, seeming to be one with myself, but full of terrible existence with a sense of independence. As in the past, I couldn't find it. I could only know its existence from the faint feeling.

Mae’s mystery is even more terrifying than before. I think something must have happened in this. This kind of situation that I don't know makes me feel a huge and unpredictable shadow. The only thing I am grateful for is that "she is by my side at this time". Combined with my conjecture, as long as I can observe her existence all the time, then it proves that things are not that bad.

Yes, whether it is Zhenjiang, Zuojiang, or Fujiang, whoever stands in front of me is not worthy of being surprised, and there is no need to worry, no matter how weird they are or maybe. There is no need to pay too much attention to the strong hint of their appearance. The most critical and worthy of warning is when they are not around and I can't directly observe them.

Just as in the Upside Down City of Las Vegas, we were separated for a while. Whether forced or active. This "separation", and the subsequent unobservability, itself is full of a certain strong suggestive meaning. As far as I am concerned, I can only think that it is "unknown".

"My dear." I said to Mae who walked by hand in hand.

After the meeting, Mae who fell into the most common state of self-addiction once again raised his head. Her eyes were full of crazy emotions, but they were extraordinarily quiet, as if there were some very short malicious thoughts and emotions brewing in her heart, which made people shudder. However, I think emotionally. She loves me like this. In staring at me, she suddenly giggled, which was abrupt, but it also made people feel that she was not laughing for what was in front of me. Even, I really don't understand why she laughs. What did she think of? She was staring at me, this gaze filled with extremely strong will. However, it only gave me an extremely confused feeling. In the days I spent with her, what she said, what I could understand, what she expressed, and the emotions I could understand all made me feel. For her, she does not have the meaning of "loving someone" in common sense, because of the "love" she expresses. It was so turbid, it was like mixing different pigments together, and finally turned into a chaotic and deep black.

"Don't leave my side." I thought about it, and finally just said this to her.

"Don't be afraid, Achuan..." She raised her head slowly and softly, stroking my cheek, whispering chaoticly and frantically: "We will always be together, no matter where and when, no matter what Form..." Her fingertips swept across my left eyelid, as if pointing, "I am here, I am watching everything you stare at, and what you stare at is everything I stare at."

The hot pain once again pierced the brain through the eyeball nerves. I was a little dizzy. When I came back to my senses again, Mae had returned to the usual way of being immersed in the world of self without being disturbed by anyone. , As if the previous response was just my illusion. Suddenly, I felt that my wrist was burned by fire, and there was a burst of spirit all over my body. I thought it was a "magic pattern", but it was not there. Even if I came to this ruling bureau area, I had already left the world of repeater traps, even if the Night Crow Quark was destroyed by Zhenjiang, my "magic pattern" still did not come back.

In short, after that battle, I have always been an "ordinary person", and everything I carry with me is only what I brought from the world of repeater traps, not the original The equipment carried when entering Las Vegas. And the most powerful weapon, the knife-shaped critical weapon, there is no sign of it can be activated—probably because I am no longer a magicweave messenger—so, at this moment, I almost lose all mystery. , Just not being noticed.

This is an extremely dangerous state. It does not mean that you will be abandoned by the team, but that in the current situation, there is no power to war with the "mystery", and it is almost condemned to death. It stands to reason that my heart should be extremely anxious. However, it is incredible that I have no such feeling at all, and there is still no difference in my usual attitude. This is also an important reason why I have not been seen through by others.

The person who knows that I am a Mageweave Messenger, has never looked at my wrist until now—this, does it prove that, in fact, my body still possesses a certain manifestation of mystery , Is it just temporarily not presented as violence?

As I thought about it, I didn't do anything like "wearing gloves" to conceal the magic pattern state. Now, I'm going to meet with the top commander Rivet and the other three team captains. They want to know the situation of me, Zuo Jiang and John Bull. On my side, I also want to know the situation of Jiangchuan-I am in this temporary camp. I didn't see her in, but many people knew that she existed here, which made me feel relieved. At this time, I couldn't help but glance at the self-entertaining Mae.

Zuo Jiang has done tricks on Jiang Chuan. After Zhen Jiang appears, it is really hard to imagine how Jiang Chuan will become. If Jiang Chuan's impression completely disappears from the cognition of everyone in the team, it is not particularly strange, but it is not something that can be ignored. I can't stop Zuo Jiang and Zhen Jiang's actions, but this does not mean that I think Jiang Chuan is a person who "can disappear", "even if it disappears, there is nothing." Although the relationship between us was formed in a short period of time. However, both emotionally and ideally, I recognize her existence and as a companion, it is the position of subordinate relationship. I don't hope that our relationship will end in such an unclear way. I don't want her to encounter difficulties.

From a certain perspective, if Zuochuan, who does not know where he is, after Zuojiang becomes Zhenjiang, and Jiangchuan who "stays by Zuojiang" has not undergone changes in existence or encounter, Well, at least it can be proved. The extent to which Mae’s mystery affects the surroundings. From this perspective, Zuojiang and Jiangchuan are also extremely important references.

In addition, although I learned the general situation of the temporary camp from the mysterious expert, my judgment and the details of the team's succession plan. It still needs to be understood from the rivet. At the same time, I also want to test whether they can perceive my current state at this closest distance. All in all, this meeting is inevitable, and I think they are also ready.

I took Mae and jumped off the stairs hovering on the wall. Below is a group of mysterious experts who are instructing hexapod fighters to move containers passing by. They didn't look here, just taking care of their own affairs. They transported the equipment and parts to the work area-in a hollow similar to a "cellar"-I went there to see and found that what the team was building was not something conspicuous like a "door", but more like a "door". A steam engine is the core of power, a huge structure with gears and levers connected in series. What I saw was just the "internal organs" of the huge unfinished machine.

The drawings given, what will be built before the completion of the construction. I am afraid that only the rivet knows it, even if it does not even know the rivet, it is very possible to know the outline of "after it is built, you can use it for the next step." For mystery experts, even if they make something that is in the cloud and in the mist, even if they don't understand the body, they won't have much emotion, because this is a very common thing. The incomprehensibility of "mystery" has made mystery experts accustomed to "unrecognizable, unclear what it is, or why, but it can be used, driven, and achieved goals" when faced with "mystery". Case. What is provided, where does it come from, what is its use, what is the body, what is the principle, and what role can it play in the whole plan? These questions are not very urgent for most mystery experts. They must be Understand things.

What everyone has to do is to attack the repeater. However, no one can provide more information and a better plan. However, with preparation, everyone only needs to execute according to the plan. The concealment of information is annoying, and what is provided is unclear, but it does not matter as long as it is effective, and if you want to confirm whether it is effective, you must act. Practice is the only criterion for testing truth, and this criterion is also valid for situations full of "mystery".

So far, there are no errors in all the steps, and all the intelligence has been proven to be indeed effective. The team succeeded in creating a strange machine, ambushing the wizards of the Doomsday Truth cult, and bringing back the things mentioned in the intelligence. The plan went one step further-these situations are all that everyone involved can feel. . There is nothing more calming than "steady progress".

These attitudes are not strange. Even if it is not in this operation, but in the usual mysterious events, similar situations will occur. It is precisely because of this that this team will further consolidate and run-in in such an environment, instead of falling apart in mutual suspicion.

As far as the current situation is concerned, the advance preparation is extremely sufficient. From the selection of personnel to the integration process of the team, it should be "completely expected."

I don’t care about how to "remote control" our team. I also hope that their plan can be successful, so that we executors can save worry and effort. However, I have different views on the details of the action process. . And these detailed views are probably unexpected, only because I have been to the world of repeater traps, the will was born. This is probably not in the plan, or even the plan that would interfere, but was denied by other mysterious experts. After all, it was really a very personal matter.

Even so, I still want to clearly tell the rivets of my thoughts: no matter how important, how core, and how critical the world of repeater traps is in the entire plan of attacking the Las Vegas repeater , I don’t want them to log in from my city or even from "Asia". Even if this is something they cannot choose. If the plan of, must be done in this way, then I will prevent the development of this plan. At the same time, I will use my own method to find a new plan to replace the plan-even if, in their opinion, this is how absurd and unrealistic ideas and practices.

Even at this time, I don’t feel that I have any mysterious power that can be used to fight. It is clear that the knife-shaped boundary is in my hand, and I cannot activate it because of the lack of magic lines. When I imagine the worst situation, I don't think I should take a step back or act in secret. Because we may have differences, but, at least until there is a clear difference, we are not enemies, and I do not intend to treat them as enemies. Such thoughts and feelings prompted me to make a decision to understand the situation openly and negotiate with them head-on.

Before I went to the rivets, I had already picked up the combat equipment again and made an appointment with them through the contact device. Obviously, the situation on my side has also received a lot of attention. Rivet decided to hold a high-level meeting to integrate and analyze the information I brought. How important the world of repeater traps is, is enough to be reflected in their attitude. Originally, I only thought that it was just a trap, a prison for intruders. However, the appearance of "Carmen" and the ensuing mysterious changes refuted this view.

Obviously, the world of repeater traps is more than just a "trap". The role it plays may be the key to attacking Las Vegas repeaters. The peacefulness of that world without mystery will surely be broken. This is already an unbreakable cognition when I stand here.

I took a deep breath and pushed open the door. Behind the door is a "back"-shaped conference table. There are only tables and chairs. No matter the style or structure, they are not part of the abandoned city complex. The standard style should be made by the temporary camp. Rivet, the highest commander from the Mercenary Association, Sigma from the "Torchlight" team leader, Louise from the Black Nest, and "Chameleon" from the Sunstrider are all sitting at the table~IndoMTL.com~The only one What is missing is the squad I belong to, as the captain of John Bull from the "cyberball".

"Gao Chuan, sit down. What would you like to drink?" Rivet stood up and said to me.

I took Mae and sat down at the table, Louise got up and closed the door, and the sound outside suddenly disappeared.

The atmosphere in the room did not become dignified and tense, because everyone in the meeting did not exude such emotions. This was not a combat meeting, but merely an exchange of intelligence. The worst scenario, they probably had done it when I, Zuo Chuan, and John Bull disappeared. In this sense, my return undoubtedly proves that things are not going in the worst direction. Since I am still alive, Zuo Chuan and John Niu are also alive and will have the opportunity to rejoin the team. Even I have this view.

"Is there a drink here?" I asked back.

"Coca-Cola." Captain Sigma smiled and shook the can.

I suddenly felt that he was demonstrating a black humor. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote recommended votes, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.)