Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 207: Memory Hacker
207 Memory Hacker
To kill the scarred young Mageweave messenger in front of you, you just need to swing a knife-like critical weapon again, but a voice stopped me. The voice seems to come from deep in my heart, but I can still tell that it is not my own thoughts. Similarly, it is not Jiang who is talking, because it is not from the resonance of blood and genes. It was an indescribable feeling. It was like a part of the muscles of the body had acquired the function of the brain. The micro-current information enters the nerves from the fibers, and then enters the brain from the nerves to be converted into "heart sounds."
My right eye is beating, just like when "Jiang" wakes up, beating regularly and powerfully like a heart, as if it would jump out of the eye socket at any time. Then, as if he had an independent consciousness, his right eye turned steadily, and his field of vision rolled over. Because of the violent exercise, the muscles seemed to be cramping, and the chaotic scenery made people feel nauseous. When the line of sight was fixed, the left eye still covered the dilapidated scenery right in front, but from the right eye, there was a frightened and worried expression on Sakiya's face next to him.
She seemed to be taken aback, and she took three steps back. From the depths of her glass-like pupils, I saw how I was at this moment—the raised veins were surrounding the eye sockets, as if this right eye. Independent from the five senses, it expresses emotions that are completely different from the whole, instinctively hideous, rationally indifferent, and contradictions produce hideousness.
"You, you are Agawa...?" Sakuya's voice was trembling, but she shook her head quickly, as if she strengthened her confidence, and said forcefully: "No, you are not Agawa, who are you?"
"It's silk." I replied for my right eye.
There is a precedent for "Jiang". I didn't feel much disobedience to the strange movement in the right eye. This thing called "silk" or "Doroth", like the existence of "Jiang" and "Zhen Jiang", cannot be called a human in the strict sense. However, the two have a sisterly close relationship on a certain level. "Jiang" was originally a product of the Doomsday Truth cadre training organization code-named 999, while "Silk" is the so-called "999 complement system" that is imitated or restructured. .
As for what their nature is, I still don’t have a complete concept of Ranwen. There is still no sign of violent recovery actions taken by Ranwen Novel.com.
Just like "Jiang" took my left eye, Dorothy's body was severely damaged in the final battle of the advent circuit attack and occupied my right eye in a similar form. This formed the deep red left eye pupil and the emerald right eye pupil. The original black pupil seemed to represent a certain meaning of the past, which had completely disappeared.
If "Jiang" is closely integrated with this body at the level of blood and genes in a model similar to mitochondria, then "silk" is constantly eroding the muscle fibers and nerves of the body, replacing this body Part of the material structure. Although before today, Ranwen Novel.com has never expressed its will as clearly as it does now, but every time I eat and exercise, as long as I calm down, I can still feel it. It is indeed growing and growing. The repair has caused my physique to be strengthened more extensively than ordinary Mageweave messengers.
Although all actions in the current position are dominated by my will, this body is not unique to me. There are at least three personalities and souls in this body, including me. It is likely to be more, because "Jiang" splits personality like reproduction.
This complicated mode of existence makes me gradually feel that I am leaving the category of "human". Even I myself have difficulty understanding this complicated but tacit mechanism of operation, let alone explaining it to others.
There is only one sentence that can describe the current situation-the so-called "I" is not a person, although "we" is not used for the convenience of communication, but the humanoid male standing in front of everyone is actually a plural existence .
There are three three-pole magic pattern envoys, and two have envoys. However, there is only one manifested will named "Gaochuan" as the dominant action. And now, one of the hidden wills named "Silk" is awakening.
"Don't be afraid." I said to Sakiya, "He is a friend."
Sakuya nodded nervously. I know that no one on Ranwen Novel Network can get used to this kind of weird scene from the beginning.
The field of vision of the right eye suddenly turned back to the front, and the right hand was lifted and took off the glasses. All this seems to be taken for granted. Although knowing that it is not an instruction issued by one's brain, it seems to be from the subconscious or instinct. There is no sense of abruptness and disobedience.
A tearing pain came from the nerves connected to the brain on the inner side of my right eye. I couldn't help but want to close my eyes, but my eyelids seemed to be rigid, and the muscles around my eye sockets didn't have any sensation. As if blood was pouring out, the right eyeball, which had been completely cut off from this sex, was pushed out of the eye socket.
Scorching and sticky, it is like boiling pitch, and the liquid is gushing endlessly. It is impossible to imagine that such a large amount of ** can be stored in this body, which is probably more than the blood in the whole body. It's like transforming an adult's body into liquid. These liquids slid down my face, ran on my clothes, and gathered at my feet into a large pool, thick as ointment, producing layered wrinkles.
Not blood, these liquids are translucent. The eyeball floated on the surface of the liquid, and was pushed straight ahead by the washed liquid, turning spiritually as if it had come alive.
When the last drop of liquid dripped from the eye sockets, the translucent liquid inlaid with the eyeballs looked like an anaconda, winding on the ground, flowing towards the young Mageweave messenger who seemed to have passed out in a coma.
I can't see anything in my right eye, and the pain is still there. Sakiya held my right hand worriedly, and flickered away whenever his gaze crossed my face. I think it must be terrifying that there is nothing in the right eye frame.
The young man woke up when the translucent liquid was only three meters away from him. When he lifted his gaze, his haggard and distorted expression flashed in panic. He lifted his lips and couldn't hear what he was talking about, probably because he was taken aback by the strange liquid substance in front of him.
The spiritual liquid with an eyeball exudes a strong sense of aggression and danger.
The young man's face turned pale. He tried to turn his body, trying to escape, but he just stood up swayingly while supporting the wall, and the translucent liquid had already set off a high wave and rushed towards him. Only in the half-breath, the liquid's action freezes at a distance close to touching the man's skin, and the man still takes a complete step. The transparent wall behind it seems to have been shattered and swallowed by the translucent wave. Go down.
In the blink of an eye, the man's entire body was completely wrapped in translucent liquid. The faint human form was staggering and struggling as if drunk, and the facial features covered by the mask showed a look of suffocation, pain and despair. He flipped to the ground, like a fish suffocating by jumping on the beach, constantly twitching and rolling.
This weird and cruel sight made Sakiya's face pale, and she couldn't help hiding behind me.
"My God, my God..." She muttered to herself, holding my hand tightly, her body trembling constantly, but when I turned my head, she found that her gaze was still on that side, just not Stop blinking. The complicated expression made me unable to tell whether she was frightened or excited.
"This, what the **** is going on?" Sakiya swallowed nervously, "What is that? It's... eating people?"
The term "cannibalism" is very vivid to describe what is happening ahead. The human figure, which is surrounded by liquid and only has a vague outline, gradually calms down and gradually loses its original form, as if it has been melted. , Became a part of that pool of translucent liquid.
As if full, the liquid quieted for a while, and suddenly swirled around the eyeball floating on the surface. As it rotates, the liquid continues to condense and elevate continuously, first becoming a human-wide column, which produces a curve like a shape before firing, showing the outline of the human body. The limbs are separated, the waist is contracted, the hips and chest are bulging, and a female body has been formed between the breathing, and the facial features are also distinguished.
The translucent liquid color fades quickly, and the color and texture are produced from the feet, as if an invisible laser scans upwards along the body. The hips, waist, chest, and clavicle change faster and faster, reaching the facial features. Almost every time it was swept away, the long black hair that was brushed and fluttered in the twilight night breeze.
Finally, she opened her eyes, her left eye was closed tightly, and there was only a right eye with an emerald pupil. The girl was naked, completely unconcealed by Ranwen.com. Although she was only an eleven or two-year-old girl, she had an arrogant attitude and a sense of superiority that overlooked everything.
The appearance and memory of Dorothy are slightly different, but there is not much difference in appearance.
I felt that the trembling of Sakuya's body had ceased. It was not so much that she was no longer afraid, but rather that she had become rigid because of excessive shock.
"Doroth?" I asked tentatively.
"It's been a long time, Crow—I want to say that, but in fact, we are all together every day, aren't we?" Dorothy moved her joints, as if she was getting used to this new body. But there is no meaning to cover up by Ranwen Novel Network.
"You, you, you--" Sakiya screamed, and leaped from behind to block my eyes, "Hurry up and put on your clothes"
"Huh, it's so noisy. Crow, is this your new lover? Your eyesight hasn't improved at all. Has your lower body been hungry to the point?" Dorothy said indifferently, "Or, Anyone as long as the chest is big? If you want, I can become bigger."
Even if Sakiya's eyes are blindfolded, it is not difficult to imagine Dorothy's provocative gaze at Sakiya.
"You, what are you talking about, you washboard?" Sakiya's body suddenly trembled, and her tone became unexpectedly bitter: "Because I don't see a man when I put on my clothes, I shamelessly look for it naked. Comfort?"
"Huh, haha, it's the man next to you who is watching me and comforting me." Dorothy's sarcasm voice came: "You must be so envious, right?"
"Is that so? Achuan, don't you already have a girlfriend? You fool"
"Oh—you're talking about the milky ugly girl named'Jiang', where is she? Wasn't she dumped? Well...no, let me look through this guy's memory...it seems It was *dropped, hahahaha, it was really killed by that kind of crap, it’s really great, it’s a ridiculously laughable death."
This kind of nutritious conversation made me completely unable to get in the mouth. If I hadn't remembered it wrong, Sakuya and Dorothy had met for the first time. I didn't expect the two of them to be completely bitter and bitter. Although when fighting together in the past, Dorothy's temperament was changeable and even a little uncomfortable, but there was no such fierceness.
Doroth has only one personality, but compared with Mae’s multi-personality, it appears unstable. It seems to split at any time, but barely knead it together. During the time she got along with her, her tone of voice has been constantly changing between cowardice and pride. You can feel the martial universe, the holy king made, the sacred king will kill the night, the god, the seal, the throne, the devil, the world, the strongest, the strongest, the youngest. Zhou royal family will kill the night **** God seal throne seeks the devil, proud of the world, the strongest abandonment of the Ninth Heaven The Indian Throne seeks the devil and proud of the world, the Ninth Heaven, the strongest abandoning the young and big Zhou imperial clan. Although the appearance is impeccable, but among ordinary people, he will definitely be considered a weird person.
Now, although her tone is stable, her emotions are sharper, which makes me a little bit suspicious. According to Dorothy, while devouring the young Mageweave messenger, she probably received the other party's memories incidentally. These memories may have some negative effects on her unstable personality.
"You don't seem to be in good shape, Silk." I said.
"Tsk, damn, this dung, there are too many things in my mind that I don't know." Dorothy said as if to herself: "I would have completely destroyed his brain if I knew it."
"Are you okay?"
"It’s okay, it’s just a headache, and it’s okay after a while." Dorothy said forcefully: "I’m not the inferior product of Jiang. If there is only one personality, the ability to concentrate is stronger. This level of Memorization can be broken down easily."
When Sakiya released the hand covering my eyes, Dorothy had put on the clothes left by the young Mageweave messenger after being digested. Although most of the places were torn apart by violent attacks, Dorothy's physique was small and could still cover her body after a little modification. Dorothy did not seem to have any resistance to wearing the clothes of the deceased. She inherited the glove, as if the original young man suddenly became a little girl, with almost the same outfit.
The black leather glove only has the right hand. It’s a bit bigger on Dorothy’s hand, but it doesn’t look awkward. However, I don't understand why this young man has only one glove.
"According to his remaining memory, wearing this glove can use the power of the magic pattern in the temporary data hedge space formed by the Tianmen Project." Dorothy stretched out her leather gloved right hand toward the setting sun with some novelty. Bend her fingers as if holding it in her hand, and the last afterglow was draped on her body, and her long, straight hair, like black silk, was dyed with a faint orange-red color.
The scene reminiscent of her reconstructing her body is like a monster that descends on the earth in a girl's skin bathed in flames.
When I brought Sakiya to her, Sakiya's face was filled with dissatisfaction and disgust, and his brows were also frowned, but there was a trace of timidity in his eyes.
"Temporary data to hedge the space?" This is a term that I am familiar with. When you are promoted to the third pole of the magic pattern messenger, if you have not had the ability to wake up and noisy, then the magic pattern will open up a data in the body Hedging the space, thereby immediately generating superpowers. To speculate with the description of this vocabulary, this should be a unique space created when the data is disturbed and temporarily reconstructed after the reality is quantified to produce unrealistic phenomena-this description is not strictly superficial. The mysterious power of reality is closer to the realm of technology.
Although there are terms such as prophet, god, and sacrifice, most of the time, the display and principle structure of the power of the apocalypse tend to some extent more toward the technology that humans do not have. After I joined the Security Bureau, I have read many documents and research reports that are only open to the internal three-pole magicweave messenger. Among them, the analysis of the doomsday power involving the ruling bureau’s technology tends to be this kind of The non-material is highly quantified, and the quantified data is modified and reorganized to re-influence the reality of extraordinary technology.
This description is not contrary to the birth and development of the Tianmen Project. The Mar Jones family has indeed created a nightmare world based on reality and affecting reality. The progress of their research is obviously very slow in the past hundred years, but in modern times it has shown an explosive progress. Considering that the nature of science and technology has also tended to quantify the development of mankind to this day, it can reproduce technology far beyond this era. Level, but also a quantitative technology, is not unacceptable. In contrast, it is precisely because of the confusion of soulology and occultism and philosophy in the old age that it is impossible to conduct intuitive observations, it is difficult to make progress in the research of the Tianmen Project based on them.
Similarly, if this kind of quantitative technology far beyond the technological level of this era can indeed observe and influence matter and soul~IndoMTL.com~ then the formation of the nightmare world is not incomprehensible. However, I don't think the Mar Jones family has mastered this technology.
No matter where they get this technology from, just a few decades of hard work cannot bridge the gap between modern technology and doomsday technology. In other words, they are just drawing a gourd based on the gourd.
"It's just a temporary data hedge space, which is quite unstable. There have been uncertain changes in both data processing and access control. However, this glove can anchor the user and fix the magic pattern permissions, and the mask has It’s another kind of authority.” Dorothy pressed her temples, as if she was sorting out the memories she had received, “As for the specific situation, this guy is not very clear. He doesn’t even know the details of the other two temporary data hedging spaces. Location. The only thing that is certain is that Black Nest has an agreement with the Mal Jones family, and the temporary data hedging space in this area is completely constructed and managed by Black Nest. The person in charge is Father Xi Sen and the mad woman with a wide brimmed hat. "
"How to enter the temporary data hedging space in this area?" I thought about it and asked.
"Three hours ago, there was still a disorder mechanism. Now..." Dorothy pointed to the depths of the lake and said: "Set the boat forward until it is shrouded in mist. Don't look back afterwards. Go back to the dock by the lake, but the world you see is already a temporary data hedge space."