Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 176: The hypothetical hero

176 hypothetical heroes

I opened my eyes, and the top wall of the room squeezed into the field of vision in the dim light.

Reading Network) The soft bed, the scent of naughty remaining after love, and those familiar shapes, colors and smells are all proclaiming the end of dreams. The impression in the dream is so deep that the feeling of being burned has not yet subsided with awakening.

"Get out." The boy's voice seemed to ring in his ears.

I don't want to think, for fear that thinking will dilute the memory in the dream. I got up to my feet and left Fujiang's plump and warm embrace. She slept peacefully, her breathing was weak and gentle. I was afraid of waking her up, so I tiptoed off the bed and pulled a thin blanket on her. With the faint night light, I saw the direction clearly and walked out of the room.

When I passed Sakiya's bedroom, I gently opened the door to a gap, and confirmed her sound asleep through the gap. She was curled up in the blanket with the doll in her arms as she used to. Every time I see her sound asleep, I can always find solace. The hardships and choices I have experienced in the past have been rewarded.

I went downstairs to the living room, and the second hand ticked away. I rubbed my face vigorously to drive away the sleepy bugs, opened the refrigerator and took out a can of beer. I turned on the desk lamp by the sofa, fetched a notebook and pen, and wrote down what happened in my dreams on it. Dreaming of the same scene repeatedly, the memories that had become fragments gradually merged together. The expansion of the dream world, those weird sights and graffiti, monsters, children, and inferences based on known intelligence, all flowed out of my mind, lined up in the notebook along the fingers and pen tip.

I wrote it as a legendary and magical autobiography, repairing the skeleton and filling in flesh and blood. At this time, I forgot the time and couldn’t see anything other than lights, handwriting, paper and ink pens. , I feel that I am doing a great job, because this job will save Marceau’s life.

In this world, every event has its core, and this dream must also be the same. Now I think I have found this core. Recall my experience in these three dreams. It is regular enough, but it is this regularity that makes me overlook some things. Those thrilling encounters between me and Marceau obscured my vision. The monsters that appear in the dream are not unimportant, but they are not as important as I thought at the beginning. They are just the residue of the sacrifice, and this dream does not revolve around them.

Re-examining the entire incident, you will notice that the monsters that seem to be closely related to the incident are all victims. Maybe their behavior will bring disaster to me and Marceau in the dream, but their nature as victims has not changed from the beginning. If the suspect cannot be established, the reverse search for the murderer from the victim is a last resort. However, there are not only monsters in the dream. Put the unimportant mysteries aside, and the key points will naturally emerge.

I will now classify the lives that appear in the dream. No matter what they look like now, when analyzed according to the principles of the Tianmen Project, they are essentially a twisted reflection of the human spirit. Therefore, they can be divided into three circles according to their attributes.

Assuming that Marceau and I are the third party and the monster is the victim, then in the dream, there is still a girl hiding and seeking, the face of a pale man that suddenly appeared on the glass window, three ghost boys. .

It is impossible to deny the possibility that these three are also victims, but in this way, there will be a question, who is the murderer? The actions of Marceau and I released the monster, which can be seen as a connection between the third party and the victim. However, if there were only a third party and the victim, the incident would not have the core of Ranwen.com, and the dream would lose its meaning.

Clearly, as a part of the Tianmen Project, Dreamland is not without the meaning of Ranwen.com. The appearance of Marceau and I was not accidental, nor was it accidental that the monsters were released. They were all necessary steps to complete the sacrifice. Then, there must be another party that forms a stable triangle with the third party and the victim, and that is the murderer.

In this dream, the appearance of each character is meaningful. At least one of the pale faces of men, girls and boys played the role of a murderer.

On the basis of this inference, once again recalling the scene, posture and time of the three people, you will find that there is also a certain pattern hidden in it.

Girls always appear at the beginning, boys always appear at the end, and pale men’s faces run through them. As I said before, the girl’s language and behavior are more like a kind of guidance, a beginning, let me, a third person, connect with the monster. The meaning of the pale man’s face is not clear, but it seems to mean some kind of sign. , And when the boy appeared, he would expel me from the dream.

These three have never appeared at the same time. The girl is always hiding something, the boy seems to be looking for something, and the pale face seems to be watching something.

In this way, these three also form a triangular relationship.

The girl said that she was hunting for secrets. The people she avoided always messed up with her and made a mess of her room, but the person who wanted to catch her could never catch her, and she wanted to sue other people, cruelly Teach each other a lesson. And the result of her behavior is to let me release two monsters.

When I was attacked by these two monsters, the boy appeared and expelled me from the dream. In the previous dream, the bug monster was hidden in the shadow of the boy, and when he attacked me, he did not offend him.

Since these three constitute a triangular relationship, there must also be a direct relationship between girls and boys, and it is obviously a direct confrontational relationship. Based on what she had said, it can be inferred that the boy was the one who looked for her, interfered with her behavior, and made a mess of her room.

The girl guided me to open the graffiti room to release the monsters, the victims, and these victims were ultimately controlled by the boys and expelled me. At first glance of these actions, the girl is playing the role of savior and guide, while the boy is the role of oppressor and guardian. However, it cannot be concluded that the boy is the murderer.

Because at this time, the attributes of the victims have changed, their release is likely to represent the beginning of the sacrifice. In other words, I personally believe that the essence is the release of the victimized monsters. It is a key step for the Tianmen Project to enter the sacrifice stage again after ten years.

In this case, the positions of girls and boys have been reversed. Under the guidance of the girl, the behavior of Marceau and I started the ceremony, while the behavior of the boy was more like trying to stop the ceremony.

The pale face seemed to be just observing, and he didn't have any behavior, he was a neutral character. However, the monster that Marceau and I met will turn into a certain human image in *people's hearts. It does not seem to be a graffiti room monster. In this way, the existence of the two is very similar to some extent.

If the main messenger of the Shapeshifter has a pale face, then its attempt to kill Marceau and me is naturally the will of the pale face.

If the actions of each character in the dream are meaningful, then what is the purpose of the actions of the pale face?

After this screening, among the three, the possibility that the boy is the culprit has been minimized, and it can even be said that the boy is a companion who resists the sacrifice.

Returning to the reality of the fire in the mental hospital, Thomas said that the people who resisted the sacrifice at the time were Engels and the mentally ill boy Sauron as a group of victims.

Since the dream is likely to be the reflection of the reality of the year, comparing the two sides, it is easy to draw a conclusion: the boy in the dream is the reflection of Sauron back then, or, according to the principle of the Tianmen Project, his thoughts body.

Ten years ago, the key figures who died in the destruction of the Tianmen Project were: Irene, Munch, Sent and Sauron.

If we say that the pale face, the girl and the boy correspond to the key figures who died in the sabotage operation ten years ago. So, the boy corresponds to Sauron, the girl and the pale face correspond to who?

Among them, only Irene is a female. The girl does not look like Irene, but the image of a woman will change significantly before and after adulthood. Therefore, it cannot be denied that she is Irene’s longing body. Possibility.

So, is the pale face Munch or Sent? According to that morbid appearance, I tend to be more towards Munch, because in the known information, Munch’s death was sudden and earlier than Irene, who was confirmed to be terminally ill. Perhaps the Tianmen Project was carried out in the city that year. At the time, he also suffered from a terminal illness, and it was more serious than Irene, and the work of the second Tianmen Project was very consistent with that pale face.

I stopped writing, walked to the window with a beer, and opened a corner of the curtain to look into the distance. The sky that meets the lake has turned white, and the heavy night is about to end.

I was drinking beer, letting my thoughts roll in my mind. Recalling the earth-shaking changes that took place around me in less than sixty days. Those memories of Xiao Maotou who were sixteen or seventeen always feel like things from a long, long time ago.

It's like knowing in summer, a reincarnation passed in the blink of an eye.

I know that there are no immutable things in this world, but the rapid perversion of myself makes me feel that many things around me always seem to be the same. The evidence is that the nostalgic sense of sight is increasing. Many of the impressions remaining in my mind become blurred. Sometimes I suspect that I am suffering from amnesia, but there are some people who have become more and more profound and more vivid, like a day for ten years. The expression, every sentence, is played back in front of the eyes and ears.

Morino, Shirai, Sakuya, Eight Views... and Jiang.

Fu Jiang's body is of course hot now, but it can't make me forget how she used to be. I like the act of pressing the left eyeball, because whenever I press it and release it again, I will see Jiang's phantom. Maybe it is Zhenjiang, maybe Zuojiang, maybe Fujiang, they are like ghosts, transcending their bodies, time and space, standing in a corner staring at me. Whenever I look in the mirror and stare at the left eye in a trance, I sometimes have the illusion that they are standing behind me.

Ah, now I see it too, she is standing behind me in the reflection of the floor-to-ceiling window. Is it Zhenjiang? That kind of blank, nervous, unpredictable look.

I heard her calling me: Achuan, Achuan...

"Achuan."

I turned my head in amazement and found that it was not Mae who was standing there, but Sakiya. She seemed to have just woke up, still in her pajamas, her hair uncombed, rubbed her eyes, and stared at me suspiciously. I just noticed that before I knew it, the sky was already bright.

I drew open the curtains, and the morning sunlight filled the living room, and the light from the desk lamp looked dim.

"Agawa, what are you doing?" Sakuya asked. She walked to the sofa and turned off the lamp, staring at the cigarette **** in the ashtray and frowned. "Have you not slept all night?"

"Sleep, I woke up after five o'clock." I walked over and closed my notebook.

"With so many people in the team, why are you so busy?"

"I woke up at this time before." I smiled and relieved her, "Didn't you meet me in my house?"

Sakiya didn't speak, and stared at me with a pity and sadness. Why does she show such eyes? I don't understand at all. I don't think I have anything worthy of pity. On the other hand, I may have used the same eyes to look at others, but this is the first time I was looked at by others.

"I know, Agawa has always wanted to be a hero." Sakuya took a deep breath, turned his eyes away, and said softly: "Agawa, are you happy that you saved me?"

"Of course, why do you ask?" I was puzzled, thinking she was a little different today.

"Nothing..." She shook her head and looked at me again, "Achuan has always been a top student."

"Yes, I actually don't want to be an honor student."

"Achuan, tell me, is there any difference between top students and heroes?"

"Of course." I replied casually, but when I wanted to explain, I found that I couldn't explain a single reason.

Are there any differences between top students and heroes?

"Agawa, the top student, seems to me to be the most powerful hero in the world." Sakiya smiled brightly, "So, one day, I finally understand that everything that happened is Agawa's Wish."

"What are you talking about?" Sakiya said without thinking, making me feel as if I had become an idiot overnight.

"Although many, many people have died, many more people will die in misery... However, since it is Ah Chuan's wish, there is no way."

"What's the matter? Sakiya, why did you say this suddenly. That's right, the situation is not so good now. The end is coming. Maybe I can't stop it at all, but I will try my best. I may not be able to protect everything. People, but I will always protect you." I said seriously, I have never doubted my determination.

"Well, come on, Agawa." Sakiya stood there with her hands on her back, as if standing there lightly like an elf, as if she would disappear if she didn't pay attention. Her expression seemed to have untied her heart knot, made up a certain determination, made an important decision, and smiled so relievedly, "I like Achuan so much, I like it more than anyone in this world, so if It’s Ah Chuan’s wish, and it’s okay to end the world. There are many people who die and there is no relationship with Ranwen."

Her remark is like saying that the end of the world came and many people died because of my desire to be a hero. This is really unreasonable. When the end of the world is doomed to happen, I was still wearing open pants. What's more, the world won't turn because of a person's will.

However, until Sakiya's figure disappeared in the kitchen, a hypothesis unstoppable took root in his mind.

If there is no Doomsday of Ranwen.com, I can only be a top student, and when I grow up, I will become a dynamics expert for everyone, and I will not meet Jiang, and I will be together with Sakiya in a school. , Morino and Shirai will pass by.

But in that case, Jiang may be an ordinary girl who can grow up in an ordinary family, live happily and grow old. Sakuya may make more friends, become a real daughter, and have a happy marriage. Morino and Shirai will also become husband and wife after a period of hard work, and grow old together.

All those who have lost their happiness because of the end of the world can gain happiness. Although this is an ideal fantasy, it is not without such a possibility.

If it's such a happy ending, can I give up everything I have now?

Everyone has gained happiness, only I lose Jiang, lose Sakiya, lose those memories, existence and emotions. Is this okay?

Will I be happy in such a peaceful and beautiful world?

Suddenly this kind of thinking made me extremely painful. It made me stare at Venus and dizzy. It seemed that I saw myself in that world, a pitiful Gao Chuan who was completely different from my current self.

Not a top student~IndoMTL.com~ or even an ordinary child with sound limbs, lying alone in a hospital bed, undergoing painful mental diagnosis and chemotherapy every day.

If the end of this world does not come, everyone will be happy, and they will become miserable. Can you bear this kind of fate? However, for the happiness of others, facing one's own misfortune, this is a hero, isn't it?

Hey, Gao Chuan, do you really want to be a hero?

Hey, Gao Chuan, what do you think is a hero?

Hey, Gao Chuan, do you like Doomsday?

Hey, Gao Chuan, are you looking forward to the end?

In a trance, a voice rang in my mind.

Shut up, shut up and roll away, get away from me. I yelled in my heart, the pain from deep in my brain almost made me lose the strength to stand. I don't want to go on like this anymore. This assumption makes no sense at all. Only lunatics can think like this. But Sakiya's words made this kind of thought linger in his mind.