Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1276: Negative observation

After the black smoky face was disintegrated by the barrage, it dissipated into the air, and it was completely invisible to be alive. However, at the same time that the Winged Knight flew up high in the sky, there was only air left. There was a completely different activity, and it became more and more intense, even John Bull was aware of it. We smelled the smell of danger, and the behavior of the winged knight did not seem to run away, but--

"The smoky face is swelling!" John Bull cried, "We must leave, they are like giant bombs now!"

My judgment is almost the same as hers.

The electronic demon "Puppet" hit the ground, picked up Gregya, and was about to jump off the roof, but was stopped by John Bull: "The normal way is too late! Put away your electronic demon!"

Gregya quickly followed her instructions. The space behind her was like an invisible hole opened, and the vines of the Dead Green Star came out of the hole, bound Gregya layer by layer, and dragged it into the invisible hole. "What do you do?" John Bull turned his head and looked at me, "Dead Green Star can only carry two people for transfer." As soon as she finished speaking, her face changed again.

"What's wrong?" I asked. Although the situation is urgent, there is no ups and downs in my heart. There is such a kind of confidence that supports me, so I don't think that the current situation is a big and difficult crisis. While talking, the smoky face has disintegrated so much that no trace can be seen. The ky3000 is changing back to the form of a suitcase, causing the magic quark to come out of the shadow under my feet and fall on my shoulder.

"The space is blocked." John Bull looked at the sky with a calm face, "That guy is a conscious walker!"

"Use consciousness spells to block this area?" I thought about it, and asked: "How big is the range?" There is still such a leisurely question about these things, just because, even if it is an explosion. It also requires preparation, especially when so many black faces are used to construct traps. I don't think the other party can quickly complete the preparations for activation. Wizards’ spells have never been given the advantage of casting time, but they combine spells to achieve a larger scale of mystery. But they are good at it. The larger the scale, the more complicated the preparation process and the more time it takes.

If the winged knight really intends to use dozens of black smoky faces to create a huge explosion, the time he must spend requires him to set a trap to ensure that the target cannot escape-so the space is blocked , So that we can not escape with conventional methods. It's not surprising.

"The radius is two hundred meters." John Bull smiled wryly, "From the sense of contact, the mystery of the Dead Green Star seems to be suppressed."

"Suppressed?" I couldn't help repeating it again because it was a bit ambiguous. Suppressing the mystery requires stronger mystery, and the suppression effects are also divided into many types. Under normal circumstances, even if the dead green star can't use the space transfer method, it can jump directly out of this radius of two hundred meters, and it can jump to the boundary. Cross this boundary again in the normal way. John Bull's statement makes people feel. I am afraid that even the normal way of walking is not enough to get the Dead Green Star out of this blockade.

"Yes, it's not just that the Dead Green Star can't get out. I don't think anything with mystery can cross that boundary—" When John Bull said so, he seemed to have tried a few more times. . But they all failed, "No, the boundary is not visible, but it is like an inner closed loop. If you try to cross it, it will appear from another boundary, and the place where it appears is disordered."

Her description reminded me that when I first entered the world of repeaters, the situation of "all mysteries failed" was like losing a hand and foot, and it felt very strong. However, the "mystery suppressed" effect at that time should be caused by the Nazis, not by the Doomsday Shinrikyo. On the contrary, the doomsday truth teaching is bound to be subject to this effect. However, in this nightmare Las Vegas, the mystery exists and is revealed, and it is not only the power of electronic demons that can exist.

John Bull’s description feels like saying that what the Winged Knights did is what the Nazis did, but the scope of utility is different.

"Don't ask me if I was cracked by a wizard." John Bull said: "Even if the Doomsday Truth can get the Nazi technology and improve it, it is not news. They were one body a long time ago. "

Although she said so, I don't think that Doomsday Truth is a copy of the techniques of the Nazis. The proof is that this invisible blockade can't eliminate any mystery in the blockade. My magic pattern superpower, John Bull's electronic demon can always be shown. The restricted place is simply that if the mystery is close to the border, it will be resisted.

"No, it's not just resistance." John Bull explained: "There is a feeling of mystery being sucked away. Once it approaches the border, the shape of the Dead Green Star also begins to shake.

With a radius of two hundred meters, it can be determined that basically all areas will be affected by the explosive bombs of the smoky face. And we, standing on the rooftop, are the first to be among them, right in the center of the explosion.

"It's still swelling." John Bull described the smoky faces that were already invisible to the naked eye. Behind her, the vines drilled out again, putting the untied Gregya back on the ground.

"What's going on...?" Gregya asked questions on her face.

However, before answering her, I had already jumped out of the hollow on the roof floor, and the floor of the next floor had also been destroyed by two-thirds. The entire interior of the building looked scrapped. The reason for jumping down is to block the observation of the flying winged knight in the sky-although I don't know if he is still there, and whether there is a magic to see through. But for this kind of thing, it's better not to take risks, or not to take risks.

John Bull and Gregya also jumped down afterwards. Now, I only hope that Zuo Chuan will not enter from outside the cordon at this time.

"What are you going to do?" John Bull asked me.

I didn’t answer right away. The magic quark has fluttered and turned into a black feather-covered cloak in mid-air. Now, even the form of the magic quark assisting in the shadow jump has become a new form. Look like. The cloak and the cloak have similar functions, but only from the outside. The former is gorgeous as if two things are completely different. I approached the two of them, waved the great cloak, wrapped the three of us together, and poured back into the shadows.

The next moment, there was a very clear sense of floating, when the scenery came into view again. The building on which the rooftop is dependent is already a hundred meters away. However, after confirming his position, as John Bull said before, he was still in a blockade with a radius of two hundred meters. In the meantime, what was blocked was not a clear sense of barriers, but at this boundary, the "mysterious" effect seemed to fade quickly. Try again to make a shadow jump, but it appears in another direction. The same is within a radius of two hundred meters. It is impossible to accurately assess what this boundary is, how wide and long, it is just a general feeling of "cannot go beyond two hundred meters."

Moreover, as long as you can't get out of this range, you can feel the swelling hidden in the air more clearly, as if you are in an inflated balloon, and. This balloon will burst at any time.

None of us can be sure of this invisible explosion. When and when will it start suddenly. It is because it is difficult to estimate that it is more urgent.

Now, there are no traces of the smoky face around, and looking upward, there is no sign of the Winged Knight. Although I really want to know what hornet's nest John Bull and Zuo Chuan stabbed. She was targeted by the people of the Doomsday Truth Cult with such great efforts, but if it is something that can be stated to me, she doesn't need to hide it. When she doesn't take the initiative to speak, I don't think so. Really useful things can be pulled out of her mouth.

"Is there no way?" Gregya returned to normal at this seemingly desperate time. "There is no way to escape the trap set by so many smoky faces. John Bull Madam, before I die, can you know what exactly did you and Ms. Zuo Chuan do? Or, what did you do on the Internet?"

"Although I don’t think I have done a big deal." John Bull shrugged and said: "However, if you insist, the Doomsday Truth teaches that one of their important figures, or, is this important figure. The clues of whereabouts are in the hands of me and Zuo Chuan." She said so and glanced at me, seeming to be unconscious, with very small movements. So, I feel that this important person in her mouth seems to be someone I know.

And there don't seem to be many guys who fit these characteristics.

"What the **** are the people in the 51st district doing?" Gregya asked.

"Because they cooperate with Doomsday Truth." John Bull said: "We ran into them while tracking down a psychedelic drug called Paradise."

"But, you didn't find the'paradise'." I said with certainty.

"Yes, the clues are very ambiguous, but the "paradise" has been confirmed to exist, and there is also some kind of manufacturing plan." John Bull said with a distressed expression, "White Claudia also thinks with us. It’s a little different, but that kind of flower is indeed white Claudia, and it’s really the raw material for making "paradise". As for how to cultivate, how to manufacture, where, what manpower and material resources are used, what is the output, and what is the effect? , Who has succeeded? There is no quasi-trust. It feels like it belongs to a laboratory product, but this is impossible. The "Paradise" manufacturing process of Doomsday Shinrikyo is very mature."

Her distress is completely understandable to me now. The part of the information she lacks is the truth of Dr. Ruan Li, and the information that she can recognize from different angles is the culprit that prevents her from putting together a complete answer.

"Have you ever thought that even the doomsday truth teaching in this world is a little different from what we have understood in the past?" I gave a hint, but I didn’t expect her to change her mind. "Here’s Doomsday Shinrikyo really has a mature and perfect paradise manufacturing process?"

"Wait, what the **** are you talking about?" Gregya exclaimed dissatisfiedly, "Doomsday Shinrikyo and Paradise...what the **** is going on? I can understand the 51st District, they are in The actions in Las Vegas are fierce enough, but Doomsday Shinrikyo sounds like a cult, a cult that produces drugs? Collusion with the 51st District of the United States?"

"It’s a long story. I think it’s not the time to talk about specific things." John Bull interrupted Gregya’s question, shook his head and said, "I’ve been trying to disperse the Dead Green Star’s The face of black smoke in the air, but it can only delay a little time. If this spell is executed programmatically, then the wizard may have left this area and attacked Zuochuan."

"I have an idea." I suddenly said to the two of them: "Although it was a whim. However, before, I had similar successes-walking with consciousness and forcibly turning the mystery." , Is to guide the changes of observation results by adjusting one's own perspective. It then mobilizes changes in consciousness, for example, using Dr. Ruan Li’s true perspective to observe everything in the present. Of course I can't completely follow that kind of world view, but since my perspective on the world has indeed changed, it will have a small impact on ideological things. It should be possible.

Gregya did not understand what I meant, but John Bull did understand: "Walking with consciousness? It is indeed a way, but you must rely on the power of individuality to distort the power of commonality. Have you really done it? Mr. Gao Chuan." Her suspicion was taken for granted. Until she really did it, I had never heard of any conscious walker who had done such a thing. Compared to the temporary data at the time, it hedges the space. This nightmare Las Vegas is also more obvious in the concept and characteristics of "consciousness". In theory, it should be easier to do. However, this place involves Nazi monsters, and the difficulty seems to have increased hundreds of times. However, if you don't try it, you can't think of another way for the time being.

The winged knight's spell is really too targeted. The effect produced by using dozens of smoky faces is not something that can be countered in a normal way. If at this time, you have a critical weapon in your hand, the choices you can make will be simpler and more straightforward. but now. Regardless of whether the enemy is fully prepared or by chance, our usual mysteries cannot handle the current changes well.

I am not a real conscious walker, using the power of conscious walking is also the last resort-because I am not a conscious walker, even if I can use this power, there is always an unreliable feeling. The feeling of being unreliable, in turn, will make the consciousness walking not stable enough, and the efficiency is not very high. Even if it is merely using conscious walking to explore the memory of others, no matter the scale or degree, it is only acceptable, but not the best.

Even so, the experience of using conscious walking to deal with a temporary data hedging space still makes me not resist trying again. Even if this experience sounds to others, it should be quite high-end. I don't understand how I did it at the time, but as long as I don't reject "Jiang", even if I do this kind of thing, I won't feel incredible.

John Bull’s expression and tone, obviously, among the people she knows, there really are conscious walkers who can do similar things with only their own power. I think that I am afraid that in the Internet ball, it is also a very great guy. Since the recovery, my record in the ideological world is not very conspicuous, let alone to the extent that it is circulated. In John Bull's intelligence, it should not seem like a highly skilled consciousness walker.

However, no matter what she thought in her mind, she still agreed with my attempt-we don't have much time, and it is impossible to try every idea. Perhaps, this time we must try to get a good result, otherwise, when we fail, the explosion will fall on us.

I once again wrapped the three of us in the Greatcloak and sank into the shadows. How to mobilize one's own worldview, change the perspective of looking at things, and believe in its truth from the bottom of the heart, believing that the world will change because of this? This method and process are extremely personalized. And my situation is very different from normal people. As far as I am concerned, I didn't actually feel such a process. When the sinking feeling came, I seemed to be asleep, but it seemed that I was waking up from my sleep.

I don’t know what I have observed, distorted, and touched in this state. Only dimly, one can feel the existence of "self".

Until the end, the feeling of waking up from sleep prevails.

I opened my eyes suddenly and saw a strange ceiling. A feeling immediately filled my chest clearly, and it made me know clearly that I had escaped the nightmare and woke up in reality. I sat up and confirmed again that this is indeed the seminar villa. What I did was not to escape the danger of nightmare Las Vegas, but to wake up directly from the dream-since it is a dream, when I wake up, there is no explosion.

The only thing that makes me feel anxious is still John Bull and Gregya. Are they all regained directly like me? And what will happen to Zuo Chuan's situation? At that time, I just hoped that the mystery of the barriers could be eliminated, and I could get out of the blocked area. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be directly out of the nightmare Las Vegas-this is placed in the past, and it is definitely not a "normal" method of escape.

I took a look at the time. The midnight shift has passed. The window is pitch-dark, and the indoor air is not dry. It is moist and refreshing. The phone on the bedside table suddenly turned on the screen, and the green fluorescence carried a mysterious smell of what was about to happen. I picked it up casually. It was a message from John Bull, and the communication list showed that she tried to contact me one minute, three minutes, five minutes, and ten minutes ago.

Judging from her proactive contact, she also woke up in reality, but there was a problem with the time - I think I woke up soon, but she seemed to be faster than me. And I'm definitely not what I feel, it's easy to get out of nightmares. For such a period of time, lost in the process of awakening, I am not sure, during that period of time, what kind of state I was in, and whether I encountered anything.

The feeling of "as if I have lost a part of my time unknowingly" is not interesting. Especially, this situation may involve some critical situations.

I read the message and then connected to John Bull.

"How did you do it?" She asked this at first, and then I hung up.

Her voice was full of breath, and obviously no accident happened.

Then, Gregya's phone was connected.

"Hello? It's me, Gregya." There was a trance in her voice when she was awakened abruptly. So I reported her name and hung up the phone. Gregya confirmed.

Finally, it is for the Whisperer's Headquarters. Zuo Chuan chased the three people in the 51st district and was not with us. In theory, the effect achieved by my observation and consciousness walking cannot affect her. This also means that she is in the worst case. Need to deal with that winged knight alone. I observe nightmares as "just nightmares", but it doesn't mean that Nightmare Las Vegas is really just nightmares. At that moment, I reversed my perspective and performed the act of walking consciously, which affected myself, not the world. However, it does separate and redefine the relationship between me and the world. Nightmare Las Vegas continues to operate without me, but whether it operates or not, to me at that moment, has absolutely no meaning.

Yes, I never thought about it, and it was a matter of course to accomplish such a result in one attempt. I originally thought that it would be more difficult, some incredible things would happen, and even failure. Forcibly adjusting one's own perception, observing the same thing from different perspectives, and admitting its correctness and using the power of "conscious walking", and finally reached such a result-anyway, it sounds absurd the behavior of.

But ~IndoMTL.com~ I did.

It's almost like... I looked at my palm and thought, it's almost like this repeater world is really the real world. Because this is reality, it is true, so as long as you accept it, it is a very simple thing to "wake up"-even easier than to create an illusion and immerse yourself in it.

"Hello? Achuan?" Bajing's voice rang.

This is the world of repeaters? Or the real side? Or is it the real world? This thought emerged, but was soon silent.

I have already decided, just take it as an aspect of reality. The Doctor Ruan Li and Ba Jing here are very important, but the others, even "Jiang" are also something I cannot and do not want to deny. A world far away from the process of doomsday, a world where the one you love can be saved, it is impossible to do without the theory of "true profile". Because even Dr. Ruan Li is sure that this repeater world has begun an imminent and helpless doomsday. (To be continued...)

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