Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1845: The dream of a file

We failed. The words of the fastest file update in Apex novel made Locke's hand movement pause. He couldn't help thinking about the status quo and the ins and outs that caused it, but he was quickly defeated in that invisible fear. He has never felt that he is a coward. There are not many things that can scare him since he was a child. After becoming a mystery expert, he has also gone through those crazy and weird incidents. There are many situations that can be solved by risking his life. There are even more cases where I have tried my best but can only usher in a sad ending. He has always felt that he should be numb to "horrible things". However, at this moment, the instinctive trembling sense of fear in his heart made him dare not even think about digging. rise.

Locke still remembers what he did before. When he went crazy, he not only hurt himself, but also hurt the companion in front of him, but even now, he doesn’t feel that he did something like this at the time. How incredible. In other words, it is precisely because I can look at myself at the time from a slightly calmer, third-party perspective, I feel even more that I can recover my sanity. This is truly incredible.

Locke can't guarantee that he won't fall into that hysterical madness again, nor can he find a way to eliminate the effects of that terrible state. He heard the words of the file, just believing in the heart of his companion, which made him intuitively adopt the warning of the file. For the time being, this "thinking as much as possible" approach is currently the only way to control oneself. Even if it is viewed from any angle, it is a palliative but not a permanent solution, he can only do it at least, Now he relies on this method to control himself.

If you limit your thinking, you will not be able to draw conclusions that you can convince yourself. Acting entirely on the intuition of mystery experts is the only option for everyone. The survivors here are all mystery experts. If everyone's intuition is inclined to a certain decision, then it is probably the best. Locke couldn't help but think of the way to deal with the current situation.

The Shepherd and Jung, who were holding their heads and moaning in pain, gradually calmed down. They raised their eyes and met the gazes of the File and Locke. They did not avoid it, so that the File and Locke could clearly see their eyes. Tired and self-made, this makes File and Locke feel a little relieved. The mystery experts involved in the operations against the 51st area base all have outstanding combat capabilities and combat experience. It is not so easy to solve if you really want to go crazy.

Locke feels that if he can’t recover from the crushing despair, at least one-third of the people in the field will die: not because he is too strong, but just because he was so at the time. Madness, and the others are in an extremely weak state. The bullet fired by the file did not hit the lethal range. This neutral position was easy to be caught. What's more, Locke didn't think he would be killed by a pistol. These bullets didn't even have his muscles when he was defenseless. Can shoot through.

Locke took out the bullet from his leg with his fingers, and threw it aside. If it hurts, of course it hurts, but compared to the torment that the soul is enduring, this bit of pain is like comfort. His strong body will not hinder his activities even if he opens a few holes. He stood up and looked around at the others. Except for himself, the file, the shepherd dog, and Jung, who had gradually adapted to the terrible shock from the consciousness level, all the others were in an unsuspecting and extremely painful state.

On the other hand, Locke is also not sure. It seems that the four of his own, who have been able to carry out a certain level of normal activities, can really be "normal". When he thinks about it, a voice Just telling him: part of their consciousness has undergone permanent changes. And the reason why the four of them behaved normally was only because in their own eyes, they behaved normally to each other.

The reference that truly represents "normal" has disappeared from this world forever. No one can be sure of what has changed, because people’s perceptions have changed.

"Damn..." Locke beat his head unwillingly. He wanted to help other people, but he knew in his heart that he couldn't help them at all. He could only tell these people loudly like a file: Don't To think.

The torture that these companions are enduring comes from each of them's cognition and awareness of themselves and the world. They can only use their own power to defeat everything that makes them feel desperate. However, this battle will not disappear because they have regained their sanity, just as Locke feels now: Now Locke can reanalyze his own situation, rationally look at the surrounding situation, and at least come to the conclusion that "the world has not been completely destroyed," Not only people like himself, but there are definitely people still alive. This is a disaster, but it does not constitute the end in the absolute sense." However, such a rational cognition cannot prevent him from the negative factors leaking out of his thoughts. , He is suffering from the bottom of his heart all the time, that indescribable, as if there is no reason for despair. Feeling scared simply because of some unclear unknown, in his eyes, it has always been ridiculous, but when it actually happened to him, and reason could not stop the objective fact that "I was in fear" , It is impossible to laugh.

Although there are still many doubts and puzzles about the current situation, people feel at a loss as to what to do next, because they can't think hard, but instead want to suppress thinking, so it is difficult to sort and analyze information. The four of Locke, File, Shepherd and Jung can only focus on other people at least to ensure that these people can escape the hysterical madness. If possible, no one wants to defeat so many crazy mysterious experts. Even if the opponent is not entirely a professional fighter.

The "don't think" method may sound unreliable, but it does work. If you can respond to this warning, you can wake up temporarily, just like Locke. However, this situation itself is not normal. Whether it is the person who came to this conclusion, the conclusion itself, and the people who saved people and saved themselves according to this conclusion, in normal times, it will definitely make people feel absurd and weird.

Even so, Dada and others still used this method, and like Locke and others, their emotions gradually eased.

Files, shepherd dogs, Jung, Locke, Dada, Pan, Magician, Bach and others sit in a circle. When they can get rid of the madness on the level of spiritual consciousness to a certain extent, they can finally change their behavior. When they had to be quieter, they had already gathered together, trying to use the least thinking and greatest intuition to make a plan for the current situation and the next actions: in fact, what caused this crisis in the world. How many people were involved, how many people survived, and how human society should continue in the future, and so on, seem to be less important, and more importantly, how to prevent the current situation from deteriorating.

"Contact the Netball." Jung suggested, "The worst estimate is that there is something wrong with the repeater. If it is really a problem with the London repeater, we need first-hand information. If not, then we can also use the power of repeaters to collect more information. It is better to have a unified and weighty command than if we stay here and think."

"I think so too...but I can't contact them." The file knocked on the only communicator in the team that had a good shell, and only a rustle of noise came from the receiver.

"Where is the 51st District?" Dada asked, "I remember we were still fighting the Nazis."

"I don't know, it's gone." The file said: "When I got back to my senses, I was already here."

"Maybe we have moved away from the base unknowingly?" the magician speculated.

"The battlefield is huge... but here... it's like there has been no battle." Shepherd interrupted. He had searched this area before, except for "This is a seemingly normal place. Except for the Gobi that was not affected by the war, no other useful information was obtained. The fierce battlefield that should have existed, the blood splattered everywhere, one after another hideous enemies, etc., are like illusions. I don't know when, there is no trace of it. Precisely because there are not enough reference objects, it is impossible to immediately draw a conclusion about where I am.

"There is no transportation, can I only walk?" Pan muttered to the side.

"But if the repeater is still there, we can reset the world line, can't we? Maybe we can go back to when nothing happened." Dada's statement does not allow People think it is wrong, but others only think that there is no such good thing at all.

"Anyway, we have to find a way to contact Cyberball... No, if this is a disaster that spreads all over the world, then Cyberball may already be trying to confirm our situation." The file throws away the hand. Branch, she feels that she and others are doing a stupid thing, obviously she and others can't think deeply, no matter how you go around here, it is impossible to get the conclusion that makes herself feel "good". Because, in order to resist the horror and despair that emerged from the depths of the soul, everyone here has deliberately limited their thinking to a "stupid" range.

"How long have we been here?" The file asked the question.

"...I don't know." Jung said, although his tone was as flat as ever, he felt that he was a natural idiot now.

"We seem to have repeated a question many times." The shepherd dog pressed his temple, and when he said this, the anxiety and despair came up again.

"We should leave." The file said flatly.

"Where to go?" Pan's question filled everyone here with a sense of sight. Then, they began to realize that this was not the first time Pan said, so, "I What are these people doing? What kind of state are they now?” Such questions began to lead them to think again, and they were subjected to the heavy and cold blow during the thinking process. When thinking starts, the thinking direction will be Involuntarily slid into that desperate abyss.

"It hasn't calmed down, it hasn't calmed down..." The magician muttered to himself, like a lunatic. But everyone else intuitively understood what he was talking about: the shock that gushed from the depths of consciousness had not completely passed away, and there did not seem to be any signs of complete subsiding.

"Get up! Get up all! We must leave!" The file endured the anxiety and fear on the conscious level, kicked other people a few times, and then walked in one direction first.

"Where are you going?" a voice shouted from behind.

"Go find the repeater!" the file said loudly.

"Where is the repeater?" the voice behind asked.

"I don't know!" the file said loudly.

"Didn't you say that they would come to us?" the voice behind asked again.

"Did I say? I don't know, but I won't stay where I am!" The file said without looking back: "I won't be here to die!"

"Wait for me!" The voice behind shouted: "Wait for us!"

The file stopped subconsciously. She felt an instinct urging her to turn back. She couldn't resist such an impulse, and she didn't know whether her consciousness couldn't resist this impulse or her body couldn't resist this impulse~IndoMTL.com~ So, She turned around, and then she saw it

Many, many people, there are familiar people, and strangers, some seem to have an impression, and some can’t see their faces. Shepherd dogs and Jung seem to be mixed among these people, and they seem to be unable to distinguish them. Is it there anyway? Many people ran towards her, shouting: "Wait for us! Wait for us!"

The next moment, the file opened her eyes, and she only felt that she had just had a nightmare. The inexplicable dampness came from the skin, penetrated the muscles and blood vessels, and penetrated into the ridge marrow, making her shiver all over her body. She felt suffocated. When she inhaled, a cold liquid choked into her trachea, causing her to convulse. She wanted to cough, but couldn't cough. All she saw was a bunch of them coming out of her mouth. Bunches of bubbles. At this time, she realized that she was actually immersed in a container full of liquid.

The file pushed **** the top of the container. She felt like she was going to drown, but the weird liquid was providing oxygen, which made her feel that the body functions were still working normally, but this feeling was absolutely called Not comfortable. Only then did she realize that she was not restrained, and her body, hands and feet could be moved.

Just as she was struggling, a figure faintly appeared in front of the container. (To be continued...)