Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 2042: Ritual of Deviation

Jung's emotions are very excited, more excited than I have ever seen him. I think I can understand the reason why he is so excited. His observation of me cannot be said to be wrong, but in my opinion it is still not all of me, so a deviation is inevitable. I and the other Gaochuan are different in the eyes of many people, and I may be regarded as a negative existence. What these people see, the essential difference between me and the other me, is only limited by them. The illusion caused by the limitations of the illusion, in that deepest heart, I and the other my origin are always consistent.

When I have never denied the existence of another Gaochuan, when another Gaochuan has not denied my existence, and when the starting point of our existence in this way is consistent, we are all called "the one of Gaochuan" after all, instead of " Two different people called Gaochuan".

Although I always think so, Jung and others will definitely not believe it. They believe that they can observe and recognize things that they can understand, and the way I and the other me exist is beyond They have exceeded their observation limits, and they have exceeded their understanding because of the "virus". As patients with doomsday syndrome, we do not understand doomsday syndrome. This is a fact that has not changed.

Jung’s illusion is not a mistake, and Jung’s cognitive bias is not a mistake. It may make him make wrong judgments, but at least it can prevent his spirit from breaking down. Everyone’s misunderstanding of things that they cannot recognize and understand is precisely the compromise made by their survival instincts, and the purpose is to enable them to survive-although in this doomsday illusion, even if there is such a defense mechanism, it is impossible. Let them live, even if they are put in the reality of the hospital, it will not be able to reverse the fact that they themselves have already collapsed.

The foundation of this world is objective, but it is not friendly. For everyone, this unfriendly objective world is reflected in the subjective world, which is an indescribable distortion, despair, madness and An irreversible error. Perhaps people who cannot realize this are considered happy.

I thought so, and didn't say anything about Jung's excitement. I watched him silently. I didn’t know how to comfort him. I was full of apologies and sadness for everything, but I couldn’t tell them to the victims, and I was one of the factors that hurt them. .

Jung and I looked at each other for a long while, and the violent rolling emotion in his eyes seemed to gradually cool down, returning to what I was familiar with: calm, plain, not indifferent but profound, It's like using a hard lid to imprison the surging emotions in your heart in the sewer. He seemed to be thinking, and then said to me: "Come with me, others are ready. Although I personally think that letting you find this place is the biggest mistake, some people think that your presence can help us some. Busy-Gao Chuan, I want to ask you this again, do you really want to help?"

"Of course." I said without hesitation. I don’t know how the Torchlight’s deviation ritual is performed and how it works. Of course, I can’t judge the final result, so I want to join in during the ritual. Even if it is possible, I hope to reduce obstacles to my plan.

Jung obviously doesn't trust me, and I really don't have a place to be trusted. Everything I have done in the past has proved that I am not their friend and I am not worthy of their trust. People who are still alive today, even if they don't hate me, will never trust me anymore.

A guy who used a repeater collision to almost kill all mankind—I believe this is what everyone here has of me.

Fu Jiang let out a wanton laugh, and Jung's shoulders trembled, but it stopped instantly. Since his gaze shifted to my face, he never looked at Fu Jiang again. I just looked at Fu Jiang from the corner of my eye, but in my opinion, Fu Jiang did not show any factors that would make Jung's heart so shaken. In my eyes, Fu Jiang is consistent from beginning to end regardless of his mental performance, behavioral manifestation, or physical appearance.

Jung stopped talking, turned around and left. We are in the underground level of the big labyrinth that exists in this ruling bureau area. It is said that only part of the basement of the entire labyrinth belongs to the ruling bureau's building, and the other parts are entirely constructed by torchlight. Judging from the anomaly of the scale and location, the Torchlight should have started the construction of this ceremonial site earlier, and connected the existing ruling bureau building part through the new building range. Only one-third of the places I, Fujiang and Jung traveled were exactly the same as when they came, and the remaining two-thirds had a very strong ruling style. The gray-white material and the light without a light source spread all the way to the distance along the passage. I don’t know where the end is. Even if I use the chain judgment, I can’t estimate the area here. If it’s a normal space, my chain judgment at this time It can be reached very far, but there is obvious mystery everywhere here. Although it is not a whole temporary data hedge space, there is definitely a negative temporary data hedge space.

In order to deal with the attacks of the body of life, the many unkind people and other anomalous things in the ruling bureau, Torchlight used its own methods to build this ritual base into a solid foundation. I am very convinced that even if the elemental life attacked, it would definitely not have the upper hand in a moment.

"It's so big, how did you build it?" I couldn't help but ask.

"The people of the torchlight controlled four construction machines." Jung said briefly.

"Using mysterious power?" I continued to ask.

"No, there are capable people in the Torchlight who have cracked the activity program of the construction machine... It’s hard to believe, right? The security network is so powerful. Power should be impossible to crack, but the fact is that, the people of Torchlight completed the crack long ago, and they drove the construction machine to complete the ceremonial site construction of this scale in just a few years." Jung Speaking of it.

"What a capable guy." I couldn't help but say.

"It is very capable, but also very troublesome. You can meet these people this time." Jung said that, he paused before continuing: "I am not the main person in charge of this ceremony. , I was just sent to communicate with you. I definitely don’t want to get involved with you, but maybe this is destiny."

"Don't say that, Jung, I think we can be friends." When I said this, I also felt a little frivolous in my tone.

"If it's another Gaochuan, you can be friends. Don't worry about you, I don't want to associate with monsters." Jung said unceremoniously, then led me and Fu Jiang into the elevator and continued down. The elevator has no clear floor markings, and how much it drops seems to be judged entirely by feeling. I couldn’t find the slightest clue on Jung’s face, but Fu Jiang suddenly said: "This is the elevator that makes everything I want to do. I remember where I want to go, completely controlled by specific imaginary behaviors, thinking characteristics. It’s the passcode. I didn’t expect there to be such a thing here."

I was a little surprised, Fu Jiang seemed to be familiar with this thing, and it sounded great. She should mean: The "downward" here is not downward in the sense of a normal distance, but a specific thinking activity to determine the destination. Another thing I have never seen before. In this doomsday illusion, too many weird things appeared.

Although Fu Jiang said so, Jung didn't say a word. He didn't look back at Fu Jiang at all, as if he had already refused to observe Fu Jiang again.

Only less than ten seconds later, the elevator gradually slowed down and stopped. From the physical sense, there is not much difference between the feeling of riding in a normal elevator. However, since Fu Jiang said that, then I am very convinced that the movement of this elevator is carried out in an abnormal way, and the "normal" that can be felt is nothing but an illusion.

The elevator door slowly opened in front of me, and the light suddenly poured in from the gradually widening gap, which was completely different from the brightness of the rest area and passage area before. I smelled the smell of sulfur and flames, as if I was inside an active volcano. The only difference was that the temperature was not as high as I thought. The scenery behind the elevator door became complete a little bit. I saw a huge column, a huge brazier, huge symbols and patterns on the stone slabs, at least hundreds of people surrounded the huge brazier, dancing like a madman. It’s like singing or screaming. Many people are playing musical instruments, making harsh, unrhythmic sounds, and others are beating big or small, strange-looking drums. The dull sound seems to make the heartbeat. disorder.

It’s such a scene of a group of demons dancing, but it can make people feel ritual-the strong ritual and surging emotions, constantly rotating in the crazy and chaotic sounds and movements, even the air seems to become muddy , Exudes countless kinds of excuses, and do not want to stay any longer.

For anyone who still has human nature, this is a scene that can only be described by "evil" and "crazy", but on the other hand, it can also be felt as powerful as it is. The power to get stuck. I think that if ordinary people witnessed all this, they would be involuntarily infected by this crazy atmosphere and become a part of it. I am quite sure that if this is a ritual, then it must be a cult ritual, and if it is still not a ritual, it must not be a behavior that can be described as a "mental patient." From the subjective point of view of human nature, all this is evil enough to make people feel scared. However, none of the people who can watch all of this and stand here will get caught up in it.

Of course, no one prevents this from happening.

Because this is their last hope.

I was shocked by the sight before me. The first impression was that I wanted to leave this place. Although I came here after hearing that the Torchlight’s deviation ceremony could interfere with the current situation, what I can see and feel here, even if it is indeed full of power, is far from what I imagined. . I personally don't think that using this kind of power and such rituals to cause the "deviations" that affect the entire world is beneficial to my own desires. I am even more surprised that these people turn a blind eye to this subjective evil of human nature and are desperate, as if their mental breakdown has long since been able to achieve this level.

"...This is the ceremony?" I couldn't help but ask, and didn't get out of the elevator in the first place.

Jung, who was taking the lead to go out, calmly replied: "It's not quite. The real sacrifice has not been offered. This is one of the reasons why you haven't driven you. We need your strength to help this. Sacrifice at the ceremony..." With that said, he suddenly turned his head and stared into my eyes with a horrifying gaze: "The reason you found this place is because you also need this ceremony, don't you? ?"

"..." I was silent, this is a bunch of lunatics. I couldn't see it before, but it is now affirmed that their spirits may have become even worse than mine. These "old friends" have become completely unlike them I know.

There was a tingling pain in my heart. Perhaps what I did was what made them look like they are now. Under the premise of no choice, I let them become no choice~IndoMTL.com~ This is my sorrow and mistake, but also their sorrow and mistake. Now, they have become crazier than me. Everything I have seen seems to be still at a certain stage, but the result of continuing will definitely not be what they hoped-do they still have Correct and calm judgment? I have no hope.

I am quite sure that the deviant ritual that my "old friends" are assisting them in carrying out the Torchlight is a true cult ritual. Just like the impression that the torchlight has given people since the past: it will cause deviations in everyone and things, and these deviations will never bring good results, but make everyone a headache. Even so, just as the light of the torch has always existed and has never been destroyed by oneself or others, the current ritual is also in a crazy and mysterious coincidence, gradually passing through stages of execution. Can I stop them? If I stop this ceremony, how will it affect my plan? Should I obey this ritual and let everything produce vicious deviations, thereby creating a chance for the plan to succeed; or should I destroy the ritual and let the plan unfold naturally in the inevitability that I know to eliminate the deviations?

Which one is the right choice?

I feel strongly again that I am standing at an intersection, and every touch of my heart will be a dice that determines my destiny.

"It's really interesting." Fu Jiang's voice rang in my ears. She looked at the crazy people, turning a blind eye to all the abnormalities around her. However, I am not surprised by this. This is indeed what Fu Jiang will perform, and I only think that she just finds it "interesting", and there are no more subjective emotions other than that. No, maybe even "fun" is not an emotion, but something else.