Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 2049: Posture

The battle observed in the fast-sweeping state is obviously different from the battle observed in the non-sweeping state. The difference in speed leads to different observation angles. Human beings are so full of limitations. However, from this perspective, if something can always maintain a stable state when observed from different angles, does it mean that the thing is abnormal? In my eyes, flesh and blood swamp, black tentacles, crazy music and Fujiang are such abnormal existences. It is difficult to observe Fujiang's battle, even if the chain judgment is always maintained within a diameter range of not less than 50 meters, it is impossible to observe Fujiang's actions in detail like observing other movements.

I can feel Fu Jiang's movements and have a general idea of ​​what she has done. However, when it comes to the details of these behaviors, there is a lot of happiness missing. I know she is attacking, and I also know that she punched her fist, but her behavior is not just as simple as punching a fist. In her body, the movement that should be coherent is divided by some strange force, saying that it is "unretainable." "Impression" or "I can't see at all" is good. In short, I can't describe her performance in the battle in detail-I know she will definitely not lose, but how to ensure this result, there is no A complete impression.

I also don't remember how Fu Jiang won the victory in the past apocalyptic illusion. I must have recorded the scenes in my diary, but the seemingly detailed action plots I recorded were definitely not all that happened at that time. I didn’t describe, or say, it’s impossible to record every detail of Fu Jiang’s every move in this novel-like diary. Now thinking of this situation, there is something wrong with me-in the end. Is it because I cannot record, or is there a situation that prevents me from recording? I didn't record everything about Fu Jiang. Was it my active choice or was I forced to choose? If it is forced, then what are the factors that lead to this kind of forcedness?

If it is a world without mystery, I can attribute everything to the writing style of the novel and my own habits. However, in this doomsday illusion where countless terrible secrets are hidden, I can't calmly believe that the reason is just that. All the weirdness and anomalies that have been seen in the past, as well as the malice and anomalies that are happening now, have to make people deeply suspicious of themselves.

I have to face such a profound question: Where does my self-consciousness come from, where does it originate, and is it affected by those factors? In this question, Dorothy’s interrogations that question whether I am really "Gao Chuan" are actually not unreasonable. I am convinced that I am "Gaochuan", but this is just my cognition of myself. However, this cognition itself is based on my own limitations. I am not omniscient and omnipotent about myself. Therefore, in this logic, My perception of myself is not entirely correct.

I just insist on subjectively that I am the origin of "Gaochuan". Of course, I generally think that this is enough. However, I am also very clear that my "ideas" no longer belong to me in common sense when I am infected as a patient with doomsday syndrome. Thoughts that I think are enough cannot prevent those that I don’t want to have from being born in my mind. The hallucinations I often see are the best evidence of this fact.

Now, I see hallucinations again, and have thoughts that I think I shouldn’t think about. I love "Jiang" so deeply, but I can't help but doubt Fu Jiang, as if this doubt has nothing to do with whether I love her or not. When I realized that I was suspicious of Fu Jiang, I understood that the factors that hindered the plan had already arisen, and this suspicion itself was the most difficult obstacle. It doesn't matter whether Fu Jiang should suspect or not. The important thing is that if the plan is to be successful, he shouldn't have such targeted doubts in his mind from beginning to end.

My deep, crazy, paranoid, stubborn, distorted, hysterical, and incapable of common sense "love" is being weakened by these continual doubts. It is becoming soft and changing. In another color, although this change may not be considered a bad thing from many angles, it is the biggest bad thing only for my plan against the "virus".

My love for "Jiang" is the cornerstone, core and all of the plan, and if I want to rely on "love" to save something, then this "love" should not be soft. Even in the eyes of others, my love cannot be called love, but as a necessary element of the plan, no matter what it is, it should be hard enough not to be corroded by anything or any situation.

Now, I am realizing the fact that the foundation of my plan is being shaken-I am also quite sure that this kind of shake occurred when I participated in this deviant ritual, or, in other words, At this time, the softness of this love is reflected in the crazy and involuntary thoughts.

I know, and only I know it, this is a very bad situation.

The weirdness and mystery that the deviation ritual is producing, the source behind the absolutely extraordinary fear, and the ritual results that can be intuitively felt in the dark, are generating strong enough for me and will destroy my plan. Impact.

I heard a lot of voices, not the battles on the scene, nor the sounds that the current situation can make-I have no evidence, but I just know that they are definitely not the sounds that should have appeared in this battle. This sound seemed to come from a very distant place, and it seemed to be within ourselves, just like the air, like the stars, like radiation, like the dark matter that is invisible to the naked eye but does exist, and it exists naturally. This kind of reasoning does not require any proof. As long as you hear that voice, you can be sure. However, this kind of conviction will undoubtedly lead to the involuntary question: Why? Why? Why? Why...

The question is swelling, and the swelling question cannot be answered logically. These questions that have no final answer are destroying my thinking in a terrible way, in a way that I cannot resist.

Everything is happening before my eyes, and it has become ridiculous and false. It was a subjective decision that I stopped, but when I realized that I was still there, I didn't know how much time I wasted.

Error, a huge mistake has happened to me. No matter my thoughts or my actions, I am being interfered with by that incredible, mysterious influence without any visible phenomenon. I am making mistakes, making mistakes constantly, but even if I realize that I am making mistakes, I cannot move.

The same anomaly is that even if I stay in place, the enemies who should have rushed to fly or kill me have no intention of attacking me at all—as if I disappeared from their cognition, I Obviously standing here, but the core of the battle has been leaning towards Fujiang.

The mysterious experts were beaten off by Fujiang one by one, and the various strange phenomena surrounding them were all in more strange coincidences, and they were unable to cause real harm to Fujiang. Quick attacks, high-powered attacks, hard-line attacks, coverage attacks, targeted attacks...These attacks that make people feel that the besieged Fujiang absolutely cannot escape, will always fail in front of Fujiang. Even if Fu Jiang's actions were more like simple punches, he could always hit the enemy effectively, causing terrible damage to these powerful mysterious experts.

The "absolutely strong" characteristics that Fujiang possesses are being extremely strongly reflected in the stubborn resistance of these mysterious experts-no matter how they fight against them, their failures seem to be doomed. Every time they collide with Fu Jiang, no matter whether it is a direct physical collision or an abnormal phenomenon, I cannot let the bystander feel that they have a chance of victory. Their strength has become a more powerful foil for Fu Jiang.

Gradually, these mysterious experts who can still deal with Fu Jiang have become very weak. This weakness is reflected in their actions and in my intuition. Perhaps at the beginning, they also gave me the idea of ​​"I can deal with Fujiang", but at this moment, it has become the idea of ​​"If you are rubbed by Fujiang, you will be seriously injured."

In my observations, the decline of mystery experts is becoming noticeable. No matter how they struggle, the description "struggle" is enough to show the truth.

"If you want to beat me, let's practice for a few hundred years, ah ha ha ha ha —" Fu Jiang's ridiculous ridicule became as if it could overwhelm the common music played by the performers of the ceremony. She uses her hands and feet together like a spider, dodges bullets, flying knives, all kinds of energy attacks and spatial phenomena with ease, but she can't completely avoid them. Even so, in my chain judgment, none of the attacks she had evaded could leave a trace on her body. If she is said to be strong, it is more like these attacks are powerless- However, isn't this feeling very contradictory to the previous logic?

Fu Jiang has the upper hand, and such a situation cannot be considered "normal" at all. Even initially I thought that Fu Jiang will definitely have the upper hand.

Another mysterious expert was hit by Fu Jiang’s whip leg. The whole figure arched up like a shrimp. The facial features were distorted from the pain, as if an impact burst from the body to push his eyeballs out of the eye sockets. . The next moment, the silver bullet penetrated the shoulder of the mysterious expert and suddenly shot towards Fujiang. In our chain judgment, the trajectory of the bullet has overlapped with Fu Jiang’s heart, but Fu Jiang’s actions could not make her avoid the bullet in time—it should be so, but Fu Jiang still easily avoided it, and I just Knowing the result, it is impossible to trace the details of her avoiding the bullet.

Following, there were several mysterious experts, and Fu Jiang fell to the ground in a blink of an eye, either seriously injured or already dead. The only mysterious experts who have sensed the beginning of the battle and participated in the battle are the two "old friends", File and Billy. Of course, there are many mysterious experts around, but these mysterious experts seem to be all confused by the ongoing deviation rituals, and have no response to the battle that is close at hand.

On the other side, I can feel that the enemies who invaded this underground hall are becoming more agile, and the estimated time to arrive here is further shortened.

File and Billy are definitely not Fu Jiang’s opponents, but after only two people are left, Fu Jiang also stopped temporarily from the stormy offensive, and stared at the two with a look of predatory animals. . File and Billy are also experts with rich combat experience. However, everything that should have made them look strong, but in front of Fu Jiang's figure, it highlights their fragility, as if their strength is only a fall. porcelain.

Fu Jiang crossed his arms in front of his chest, which further emphasized the largeness and uprightness of his chest. However, these postures and postures with strong sexual characteristics did not make her more feminine. On the contrary, it was another kind of abnormal feeling, as if hiding in the lustful appearance, it is impossible to hide it." "Female" to describe things...No, from the beginning, the term "female" should not be used to describe humans.

Faced with Fu Jiang's smirk, File and Billy had a slight backing reaction. They had a dreamlike expression, but it made me feel that they might prefer not to wake up. I know that those who face Fu Jiang must have a stronger and more direct feeling about Fu Jiang at that time—what kind of thing Fu Jiang is.

"It's not good, file, this is obviously the ultimate weapon..." Billy finally spoke. I think his hoarse voice is like he has to make a sound so as not to lose the courage to fight. Lose.

"I have never seen such a final weapon~IndoMTL.com~ But, it should be the final weapon." The file also said the same. Compared with Billy sweating profusely, most of her sweat is in Behind, damp the black elastic vest to make it transparent. There was no wound on the body of the file, but the coat was tattered and it seemed to be a hindrance. She forcefully tore off the tattered cloth hanging on her body, leaving only the close-fitting underwear that was convenient for exercise.

The file is of course a beauty, a beauty with the smell of gunpowder. It is also a very good figure, but when compared with Fujiang, it always feels a little bit of a disadvantage-maybe I prefer Fujiang talents I would think so, but on the other hand, Fujiang's extraordinary anomaly is indeed more exciting than the file at this time.

The two sides seemed to be deadlocked. After about two or three seconds, the shadow at Fu Jiang's feet slowly extended forward, as if the light source in the underground hall had changed direction. At the same time, just like the alarm sounded in my instinct, File and Billy's expressions became tense.

We all know that the change in Fu Jiang's shadow is definitely not normal, but a sign.

　　

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