Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1550: Survival strategy

The scene behind the Red Gate is like a landscape that has traveled through time and space. The crowd and machinery are intertwined. There are people who are ready to deal with sudden dangers, and there are people who are at a loss in the sudden dangers, and some want to respond. There are also people who are immersed in their work. Not everyone was surprised by my invasion, but everyone I saw had anxiety and fear in their eyes, even in the eyes of the most peaceful, masked watcher, It's not that there are no fluctuations. I’m not the one who made their hearts vibrate. Sitianin Kayako is the one, even if it’s just using the huge screen to show the huge and distorted monsters raging in the universe, even if it’s just looking at it with eyes or ears. Listening, you can also feel an inexplicable fear, accompanied by the unpredictable mystery, accompanied by the destruction of the absolute power.

The mystery of Sitianyuan Gaya Coconut, the leakage of internal matter caused by its own distortion, and the indescribable weirdness that it has induced, have gradually radiated to farther places with time—when I was in When I saw the scene of Shitenin Kayako projected on the screen, I fully felt that this ship was also exposed to this kind of radiation. These people were captured by this mysterious radiation, corroded, and perhaps even had an unknown strange phenomenon in a certain part of the ship.

I don't have any evidence, I just feel it. And this feeling is often real and actual, just like an early warning of an instinctive crisis. Of course, before the actual phenomenon is visually observed, it will feel like an illusion and an illusion. But as long as this feeling begins to occur, I can't help but be sure that this ship has also been on the brink of being destroyed.

The degree should be fast. It is necessary to rescue as many people as possible before the ship is completely destroyed. This time, my luck was even better. The last ship had already ended when I first entered, and I didn't even have enough time to judge the status quo. As I was grazing, I once again moved my gaze to the surrounding screens. The graphical intelligence depicts the movements of Sitianin Kayako, and her moving trajectory seems to pass by the ship. But even if there is no frontal impact, the mystery produced in the course of its movement still produces huge erosion and damage to anything close to her-the closer it is, the more direct and rapid this erosion and damage will be.

In the nearest relative position calculated by the processing center. The fate of this ship will definitely not be any better than the last one I was on.

Snatching in this seemingly wide room, completing the collection and processing of all visible intelligence in the process of sweeping, and then put it into action, how long will this series of actions take? The answer is simple. No tenth of a second is needed. For ordinary people, one-tenth of a second is an extremely high level of reactivity, and it takes longer to complete the reaction from an instinctive reaction, but for a mystery expert, within one-tenth of a second It is not so difficult to complete targeted reflex actions. `So, I have to be faster.

A realm that no wizard surrounded by mystery on this ship can reach. The invisible high passage wraps around everyone, from the zenith to the ground. From the wall to the equipment, I came behind them before their eyes reflected on my figure. The ropes created by the fourth-level magic lines bound their bodies, and the blades created by the fourth-level magic lines cut off their necks, pierced their hearts, and cut off their limbs.

The enemy that was initially judged may not be said to have no misunderstanding, but at this moment, I still chose an extremely cruel behavior in my opinion, in less than a tenth of a second. All people who were initially judged as enemies, regardless of whether there was a misjudgment, were all torn apart, in terms of the physical constitution of an ordinary person. There is no possibility of survival. I entered through the red door passage, circled the room a few times, and returned to the entrance of the passage.

When I stood still, there were more than a dozen people in front of me with their heads flying, their bodies cracking, and their internal organs all over the floor. The blood sprayed like a jet of high-pressure water, pouring the people around him all over his face. I carefully observed the expressions and actions of the survivors. Their expressions remained at the last moment, not so much astonished, as if they hadn't figured out what happened. Then, a stronger fear spread in the air along with the smell of blood, but it fell into deathly silence again, only the machinery was still working, and there was a low whining sound. The people working in the glass-like transparent spherical inner room, one after another stopped the work at hand, opened their mouths, their eyes stared out like copper bells, and looked at the **** scene outside in disbelief.

My heart is not calm at all, but the first reaction is still: the possibility of the doomsday truth and pride wizard among the survivors has been reduced to less than half.

These ordinary people and I are in the same killing scene, but what we look at, what we feel, and what we think of are completely different. In the corner of my eye, the black shadow wriggled strangely, and there was a more uncomfortable feeling. With that familiar and mysterious taste, it quietly rose from the outdoor space of the ship, along the open passage, a trace of The silk seeps in. This kind of ignorance seems to turn into black energy in my mind, first a little bit of inflow, and then into a stock, before long, it will probably become a piece of it.

Before everyone came back to their senses, the alarm device had sounded, and the red pop-up window popped up in a projection manner. The dazzling red color did not leave any gap in this huge room. `The red light flickered on everyone's face, causing an unknownness that can be directly felt between their eyebrows.

"Activate the escape device. Now!" I yelled.

No one can immediately react from these successive changes. Their thinking seemed to pause until I smashed a barreled self-propelled device with a knife handle and made a loud noise.

"Who are you!" someone finally asked. Although this question seems out of place in my opinion, it is not incomprehensible. The most important thing is that someone has finally entered the state.

"Activate the escape device and issue an escape announcement. How much preparation have you made for the possibility of the ship being destroyed? Take it all out." I emphasized again, of course, and I am very clear that this kind of answer is impossible to ask. Everyone here is satisfied. If these people are ordinary people, then the number of people who can act decisively under the extreme conditions right now is definitely less than one in ten. No, I looked around them, observed them, and felt that the number of people was even smaller. If time is sufficient. I also hope to make an explanation and organize them into operation in a way that is more in line with the common sense of society, just. I don't know how much time I have left. I can only think about the situation as bad as possible.

"You--" When the second voice appeared, I interrupted it.

"There is no time left." I emphasized again, making a louder voice again, letting everyone's eyes focus on me. My eyes are in contact with their eyes. Completed a group consciousness walk. Conscious walking is not hypnotic, but it can also achieve hypnotic effects. It is not easier to penetrate into the minds of ordinary people than to invade the consciousness of mysterious experts. However, if it is just a riot from the surface consciousness, it will force its attention in a short time. And thinking-oriented, but it's not so difficult.

The eyes of the survivors were dull, but their bodies moved as I told them. My consciousness walks very rough, which may leave some sequelae to these people's hearts. I don't expect to be forgiven after the fact, and I also accept the questioning of everyone who advocates freedom of will. However, I know one thing very well. I know what I am doing to do this kind of thing. I make judgments, I make choices, I exercise strength, and I carry the results, whether this awareness is past or present. Never lost.

In front of me, people work together with dull expressions. They turned off the alarm, turned on the communication on the ship, and operated the escape mechanism in accordance with the regulations. Everything is as well organized as if it has been rehearsed thousands of times. Obviously, they did have a strategy. The only thing that made them inevitably destroyed with the ship is the time to execute the strategy. If the attack of Sitianyuan Kayako lost their opportunity, then escape has become a luxury. . Just like the ship I was on before.

There must be more passengers on the ship, but I don’t need to deal with them one by one now. This is indeed the central command system for the highest order of the ship, and the orders from here are strictly implemented by other people in the ship. Perhaps among those people, there are also people of Doomsday Truth, but as long as they do not occupy the majority, and cannot make the determination to destroy everything in a sudden order, they cannot prevent this simultaneous escape strategy. In my chain judgment, all the actions that all members of this command center are doing are making me understand the overview of their escape strategy.

For some reason, the escape of this space fleet was not carried out in batches, nor was it simply an internal behavior of a certain ship. The instructions sent from here are communicated to all ships that have not yet been destroyed via the network, and this function is also available to every other ship. This means that as long as one ship issues an escape command, then the command will theoretically be accepted by the entire fleet and executed simultaneously. In this process, it seems that it is not controlled by the central system of other ships.

Someone may choose to interrupt the command and cut off the action by cleaning up the interior. However, as long as the people who do this do not occupy the majority and do not have absolute control over the ship’s escape system, they will not be able to do so in the first time. Stop everyone's escape behavior.

Personally, I don’t understand why this fleet uses such an escape strategy as the "Noah's Ark" guided by the Doomsday Shinrikyo. What kind of considerations and compromises are based on people with all kinds of ideas. The layout of this escape strategy. However, as far as the current situation is concerned, it is much better than all the bad situations I have imagined.

The flow of information scrolls on the screen, and the intuitive graphics system monitors the execution results of each step. One inquiry after another is interrupted, and one escape signal after another is fed back. It’s like dumping dumplings. From the container-shaped hull, flat boxes of uniform standards are dropped. As soon as these flat boxes enter the universe, they will spread out in all directions and spray in the direction of the earth. After a certain distance, the surface will be supported. Open the umbrella and look from a distance, like a dandelion flying against the sun and wind.

I suddenly realized that the escape direction they decided by themselves is also the earth.

When I became aware of this, I suddenly felt that perhaps this choice of escape strategy and escape direction was a symbol of "not everyone is bewitched by the Doomsday Truth." Or, in this repeater world, the thoughts of the Doomsday Doomsday Sect were not as extreme as the Doomsday Sects in the Doomsday Fantasy Realm. Perhaps the doomsday truth cult in the doomsday fantasy world is as close as imagined to the doomsday truth cult in this repeater world, but just like the doomsday truth cult in the doomsday illusion, it also splits different factions and ideas from the details. In this doomsday truth cult in the repeater world, there are people like Dr. Ruan Li, who have clearer goals and sensible goals.

Although it is also the Doomsday Truth Sect, and is also guided by the Doomsday Truth Sect, the human beings in this repeater world are not self-destructive tendencies, but doomsday destinies that are pre-tempted by external factors. If all self-destruction stems from a “virus” infection, then people in this repeater world, compared with people in the doomsday illusion, the “pathology” of their personality consciousness is only a slight degree~IndoMTL .com~ Even from the perspective of the reality of the hospital, whether it is a person in this repeater world or a person in the doomsday illusion, they are actually split and wandering personalities.

After issuing the escape instruction, the people in the central command system where I was also started their own escape journey. My consciousness walked, let them ignore the blood on the ground, and completely make escape as the first priority. After everyone left, I still used the monitoring device to observe the actions of Sitianin Kayako.

Sitianyuan Gaya Coconut is still active in Gao, but at the same time, she can only be located at a certain coordinate. Ships close to her location, even if they were not directly destroyed and had a chance to escape, would begin to undergo serious mutations under the radiation of her mysterious power. The flat box detached from the ship, near the moving track of Sitianyuan Ka coconut, was severely distorted and turned into half-flesh and half-metal foreign objects-these foreign objects are alive, just like hunting in a school of fish. Like the eater, wandering in the space, there are signs of attacking other survivors.

But soon, the flat box-shaped escape device is also like a school of fish, which has carried out a large-scale linkage. It is like every danger signal will be fed back to all other surviving escape devices, so that they can be offset as much as possible. Those routes that will bring harm. (To be continued.)

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