Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1257: Fresh and Flesh Alienation

I sat on the bed and opened the medicine box. There were five medicines in the box. The five medicines were combined and taken according to the formula on the paper. Two of them have strict order and time requirements. I don't think that other mental patients, who are in a state of numbness and numbness, can use such a precise prescription by themselves. When questioning me, the expert nurses who came to the consultation were also examining other patients. I guessed that if they did not prepare the medicine in advance and let the patients take it directly, it would be what other patients were taking. The medicine is different from the medicine in front of me. Including me, the drugs taken by a total of seven patients may not be the same type. As a result, I cannot give Marceau the medicine that Dr. Ruan Li specially matched for me. She can only take the new medicine from the seminar. The current situation makes me more vigilant about the new medicine at the seminar. If possible, I certainly want to transfer Marceau to Dr. Nguyen Li, but this is not permitted in the rules of the seminar.

The guardianship of the patient in the case is entirely in the hands of the expert who brought her or him over and secured a place for her or him. For example, Dr. Ruan Li has the right to allow me to take which drugs or not to take, even if for some reasons, this attitude cannot be put on the table. However, even if I only take Dr. Ruan Li’s drugs, this point has been discussed. I will know that the other party has no absolute position to condemn Dr. Ruan Li, nor the right to transfer the supervision of me to other experts.

Dr. Ruan Li did not dare to correct it even if he thought that there was a problem with the research attitude and research route of the seminar. Even as my guardian, when restraining me from taking drugs, he only used private conversations. put one's oar in. Instead of negotiating directly with the seminar. What's more, she has made some preparations for the worst, and made plans for outlying islands. These actions have all proved how bad the current situation inside the seminar is, I believe. If Dr. Ruan Li hadn't noticed some signs, he would definitely not adopt such an attitude and approach.

Obviously, I have all kinds of rights in theory and in name, but they cannot be used in an upright manner. This proves that my worries are definitely not aimless.

I don't know what happened inside the seminar, just the identity of the patient. But I believe that it is not far from my previous inference. The seminar is only an internal organization that is biased towards psychology in the Doomsday Taekwondo, but with the progress of the "paradise" research, the entire Doomsday Taekwondo will become more and more distorted, and this distortion will also be reflected in the seminar itself.

Of course, there are more than one stage results in the research of "Paradise". In order to verify the results with maximum efficiency, it is also a fairly common experimental method to equip patients with different drugs according to their own conditions. The conditions of the seven patients are different. After taking different drugs, there will be further differences. These differences limit the routine patients to take other people's drugs. For me, Dr. Ruan Li’s formula is beneficial. But if it is given to Marceau, it may become a terrible poison.

I don’t have the data of Marceau, I don’t understand the properties and pharmacology of the medicine, and I can’t analyze the ingredients and mechanism of the medicines I take. These problems make me have to sit back and watch the changes of Marceau. Marceau's current situation may be good or bad, but if I interfere with the medicine she is taking, it may get worse.

I can only hope. No matter what kind of medicine Marceau took and what purpose he wanted to achieve in the seminar, the original intention was that he hoped to see a benign reaction in Marceau. The ideas that prompt a person to act are often impure, and are a mixture of multiple ideas. However, as long as these thoughts carry a certain degree of goodwill and sense of responsibility from the doctor to the patient, it is already the best situation for me. I never hope that every expert here is a kind person. On the contrary, based on what I know about Dr. Ruan Li, I am sure that none of these experts are really good people, even Dr. Ruan Li, privately. Violating and trampling on laws and morals, with a cruel posture, there may be no malice, but there is indeed no good behavior.

I also thought about bringing Marceau out and hiding somewhere. Once the seminar cannot find her, there will probably be some confusion, but there must not be enough time and energy to maintain a high-intensity search. Although Marceau is one of the patients in the routine diagnosis, from the perspective of her changes, even among the routine patients, there is an important and unique identity and position, and the conspiracy hidden in her body also makes me smell something Target your own taste. Even so, in my opinion, the importance of Marceau has not reached the point where she is indispensable.

So, by hiding Marceau, it is indeed possible to avoid the undercurrent surging inside the seminar and prevent him from becoming a victim.

However, Marceau is a patient himself, and a patient cannot do without a doctor.

Just as in the reality of the hospital, the past "Gao Chuan" encountered the same choice-whether to die like other patients, or to struggle desperately to cooperate with doctors and experts who knew they were not completely well-intentioned.

The "Takakawa" of the past chose to become an experimental subject in the end, cooperating with the hospital to research those dangerous drugs, and in the worst way, to maintain the lives of Sakiya, Hakkei and others.

Now I can better understand the choice of "Gao Chuan" at that time. Because, I also chose to let Marceau accept tests and treatments by experts who might be unkind.

I feel powerless and painful about Marceau's situation and changes. However, imagine if you hide Marceau by your side, is it really a good thing for her and me? I know very well that whether it is me or her, the cruel choice that she has to face is not simply due to the fate of this repeater world, but has deeper and more essential reasons. This is not a reason for self-pity, as long as my plan is completed, all the pain will end.

On the contrary, once the plan fails, even if you get happiness at this time, it will only be the nutrient of the next despair.

According to what Dr. Ruan Li once had in my memory, I washed the formula with salt water, and the new formula appeared on the basis of the original formula. Although the five drugs needed are still the same, there are quite a few differences in the proportions and preparations—ratio, composition, time, etc., and even one drug needs to be separated again. only. These complicated modulation processes do not require much professional equipment, and can be done with all kinds of existing things in the room.

Sure enough, what Dr. Ruan Li did is just like an underground party. Such thoughts revolved in my mind. But the hands and feet have been swiftly fiddled with the new formula.

I trust Dr. Nguyen Li and her prescriptions. To a certain extent, I agree with the concepts she said. Therefore, in the process of dispensing the medicine, my mood is very calm.

About ten minutes later. I poured the last powdered medicine into the cup, only to hear a sizzle, and the liquid in the cup turned into a slimy purple-red color. The color and state are all in line with the description of the over-the-counter medicine in the new formula, and I can't help but think of the highly concentrated "paradise" again. However, I still think. This purple-red viscous liquid is very different from the "paradise" of Doomsday Shinrikyo in its original intention and effect.

I took a deep breath and poured the hot, thick liquid medicine into my mouth.

For an instant, an indescribable, extremely complex taste stimulated my taste buds. It also seems to be turned into a signal that is difficult for the brain to accept, running along the nerves and spine. My eyes were pale, and everything around me was losing its color, as if it had become something like a stone.

I feel that the ground is softening, rolling like waves, but the hardness of the reinforced concrete can withstand this distortion well, but it makes people untenable. My body was shaking too, and there was a fire burning from the five internal organs and six lungs. I am preparing to fight these hallucinations. As you saw it, the ceiling was melting, revealing a gloomy sky, and there were bifurcated electric wires swimming across the thick clouds from time to time. Then. The sky began to burn, and the rain that was falling unknowingly turned into ashes with sparks in it.

I don't know if it is a sphere of the sun or the moon, with a heavy posture, slowly tearing apart the burning dark cloud.

The sphere cracked a huge hole, which looked like slowly opening eyes, and a large amount of red liquid poured out from it like a bank.

When I realized it, the illusion was over. I was still looking at the terrible and weird scene for the last second, but in the next second I realized where I was. Obviously abrupt changes, but there is no sense of disobedience. And the red liquid poured out in the burning sky before was also full of sense of sight.

Yes, "Paradise".

I remembered it all at once, because in the past, the hallucinations that occurred when taking "Paradise" were too profound.

The illusion at that time has too much in common with the illusion before. Obviously, I took the prescription medicine of Dr. Ruan Li, but the new medicine that I took in the seminar did not appear before, which is similar to the illusion of "paradise". I have to think that, in fact, Dr. Ruan Li's research is still at the forefront of the seminar.

Suddenly, something cut through the air and struck me with a heavy sense of oppression. I don't know why, I didn't choose to dodge like I used to, although I subconsciously understand that Quick Sweep Super can definitely dodge. But I just stretched out my right hand and held down the heavy object coming from the right side. The huge force released a huge impact at the first collision, destroying the surrounding objects at once.

Even an object that brought such a big impact did not go further in my palm. The loud crash sound seemed to have alarmed certain beings in the dark, and they began to move in detail, exuding targeted maliciousness.

I glanced at what was blocked by my hand. It was an axe with a larger blade than two adults. The handle of the axe is attached to the ceiling and looks like a mechanism, but in fact, the handle of the axe is not an inorganic substance, but a weird shape that is twisted into a long stick. Countless faces are emerging from the weird body, their wailing, once again triggering an impact that even the air begins to rippling. Then I drew a knife and chopped it into two pieces.

The axe blade fell to the ground, the blade advanced deeply into the floor, and the air became extremely chaotic. The shock wave visible to the naked eye has spread to the depths invisible to the naked eye.

At this time, I observed the surrounding situation one by one, and this place should be located in the high tower, but it is different from the location when I retreated from the nightmare earlier.

I can't tell which floor of the tower is here. The huge cavity is fleshy, adsorbed on the primitive wall, and at intervals, you can see the combination of flesh and inorganic matter. They have the most basic activity, and from time to time it makes people feel that they may also have the lowest Level of sanity. They seem to be able to think. However, this kind of thinking has become their most painful source-this is the most intuitive feeling when I first saw them, but of course such things cannot be affirmed by reason.

These weird things. Based on some equipment and facilities in the outline, it seems that they also follow the original function of the equipment and facilities, and are alienated into some special attack methods. And the place where I live is not like a place where normal people live, nor is it like a place for experimentation, but more like a huge prison. The bones are piled together. It can be seen everywhere, the pieces of meat hung on the hooks, leaving traces of torture in some places, like humanoids, but there are also non-humanoids.

The previous attack looked like a trap in this place. When someone triggered the mechanism. A giant axe will be dropped to split people in half-such a simple trap has now been eroded by flesh and blood, activated into a weird and active offensive.

"Father Edward?" I shouted.

The weirdness formed by the combination of flesh and blood and inorganic matter is very similar in appearance to the deterioration and mutation of the Saya virus. The Trojan virus in the 51st area can also make people feel abnormal, but it will not cause alienation of flesh and blood. therefore. To a certain extent, whether there is flesh and blood alienation can also be regarded as the gap between Trojan virus and Saya virus. I personally think that it is precisely because Father Edward did not provide complete information to the 51st district, the Trojan virus in the 51st district does not have the characteristics of flesh and blood alienation, which prompted them to study the weirdness of the black smoky face.

The sight of alienation of flesh and blood in front of me makes me have to assume that Father Edward is also here—or maybe, has been here. Have already left? It is very likely that he encountered something here, so he released the Saya virus. I guess, is it possible that some mysterious organization attacked him in this place?

My loud shouts did not lead to anyone. However, the targeted malice has risen sharply. I drew the knife with intuition and cut it again. Sparks splashed where the knife light was shining, conveying the reaction force of the wrist to prove that it was an extremely hard object. I have swiftly retreated, and the inhuman roar accompanied a gust of wind across my chest. At the same time, there were a lot of blue flames jumping in the darkness in all directions.

I rushed to the back of the obstacle, the shelter was beaten into a hornet's nest, and fine stones splashed around. I confirmed what it is--

Bullets!

It is the muzzle that emits blue flames. A large number of guns are gathering fire on me, and within the range that can be captured by the chain judgment, there is no human form in the place where the gun is located. I calmly thought that it should be the combination of flesh and blood alienation and firearms, turning it into an active attack array. However, assuming that these alienated guns and giant axes are passive traps, they must trigger the mechanism before the attack can be launched. However, I did not have the feeling of touching the mechanism. The maliciousness that can be felt is targeted and full of initiative. This means that maybe these weirdness have a conscious core. It is precisely under the drive of the core that targeted fire attacks will be carried out on targets that have no trigger mechanism.

The gunfire interrupted the candlestick, ignited the lamp, and the flame spread over the combustible material, gradually illuminating a larger area. The outline of the assailant that I vaguely saw before has disappeared, and the other person hiding in the darkness deeper, may also get into the field of vision. But it doesn't matter, there is no blind spot in the chain determination, and once it enters the range, it will be locked.

Even if it’s an attack, my mood is still calm. The thing that is launching an attack right now is incompatible with the painting style of this nightmare. The alienated firearms are full of modern style, and even hunters like Old Hawk in the nightmare Can use firearms, and their firearms are definitely not in this shape.

The current scene made me more sure that Father Edward had been here and clashed with a team that was good at using firearms. I moved next to bunkers one after another, waiting to see if there would be more familiar attack methods and mysterious powers.

It didn't make me wait long.

Within the range of the chain determination, the airflow on the ground has an abnormal flow. The air that became muddy due to fierce fighting is like muddy water flowing close to the ground, but there is something mixed in it, and it feels like a snake swimming along the water. They marched swiftly and obscurely, as if they were aiming at their prey, preparing to launch a surprise attack relying on the superiority of the group. Just when I raised my arm and prepared to make the first move, another huge ball was thrown into the range of the chain judgment.

The huge force hit the bunker, causing it to fall apart. If it is not prepared, it is bound to suffer a bit.

However, there is no blind spot in the chain determination, and no induction is cut off.

While the bunker was torn apart, I quickly swept over one of the most lasing fragments and used it as a bunker to project upward into the air. In the more turbid air below, six black long objects were shot out, but they weren't as hard as the arrows, but because they were soft, they began to deform in midair.

I immediately recognized what it was—the activating rope turned into by the gray mist spell of the Doomsday Truth Sorcerer. Although the main purpose is to tie up the target, it will also change the snake head and bite the target with fangs.

Before breaking into the chain determination, the ball that smashed the bunker has also been unfolded. The appearance is a tall human figure, but it is definitely not a human being. Many parts of its body are melted, and many are tumor-like. The alienation of its body shape makes the armor mounted on it, like it is decomposed and embedded in the flesh of the body, and it looks like it has grown into the body. piece.

However, I will never admit that the texture and style of those armors are all "mysteries" unique to Doomsday Shinrikyo.

The superior combat power of the doomsday truth sect wizards-the winged knights!

I know the fighting power of Pian Wing Knights, but even such a powerful enemy, in the face of Father Edward’s Saya virus, has been alienated into a weird person, neither ghost nor ghost. I'm not sure whether this alienated winged knight has self-awareness, or is it just a violent killing machine.

The fighting style that the Pian Wing Knight showed at this time was too fierce, it was as if he had lost his sanity, but instinctively used some strategies. I think that so far, any attacks on me, including those trap-like weirdness, are under its control. Maybe there is no reason, but instinct and mystery are still enough to make it the core.

I even guessed that in fact, the series of ambushes I encountered was originally constructed by Doomsday Shinrikyo against Father Edward. However, the Saya virus made them alienated by flesh and blood before they had time to complete the order, and they were furthered by Edward. The priest broke the ambush. In the end, the remaining ambush, which has been alienated from flesh and blood, becomes a trap against other people. Father Edward has left, but all the alienated flesh and blood in front of him will not be exposed to his own aggressiveness as long as he is not completely dismantled and killed.

In addition, the erosion and survival ability of Saya virus's alienated flesh and blood is extremely powerful, and all the weird and characters that die in their hands are probably part of this alienated flesh and blood trap~IndoMTL.com ~ In the flash of thought, I shoot an arrow, shoot down the activation rope, bounce the hook rope with my right hand, climb the top and swing outward. In the rain of bullets, I swiftly shuttled between the bullets, and when I passed the gunfire position, the turning speed of the muzzle could not keep up with my moving speed. I fell behind these alienated guns and drew a long knife and chopped them away.

After two arcs, the flesh and blood gun array was broken, and the broken body twisted like a dying struggle. I sprinkled the powder, lit the lamp, and plunged this area into a sea of ​​flames.

At the same time, a shadow appeared above the head, it was a cloud of gray mist.

I started swiftly. The gray mist has condensed into an alienated winged knight. During the observation of the chain determination, a large number of holes were opened in its body. The next moment, the activation ropes corresponding to the number of holes scattered out. It is not difficult to dodge or shoot down the activation ropes that are shot at you, but the target of the greater number of activation ropes is obviously not me.

The activation rope splits the **** roots as soon as it touches the ground, ceiling, and walls. These activation ropes, which were obviously gray mist spells, were all alienated by flesh and blood. (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.)