Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 2091: Doroth has no holidays
The replicas of Gaochuan on the ground are like **** piled up in the garbage dump. You don’t feel that the people here have the meaning of cleaning up. It is not so much as a deterrent or lack of manpower, it is more like being lazy. Paying attention, there is a chilling indifference that lingers among these corpses. At this moment, Shizuo seems to hear the wailing sounds of the ghosts of these Gaochuan clones. He even feels that some of the corpses are not completely dead, and he will watch it inadvertently. When he reached a copy of Gaochuan, he raised his eyelids and glared at himself with a terrifying expression. Even as a killer, I have seen many corpses and have done some cruel methods to facilitate the disposal of the corpses. I should have been accustomed to these. However, the fear caused by the hallucinations is still born in my emotions, like weeds. It grows like crazy.
This unreasonable emotion made the body froze involuntarily. It took a few seconds to twitch his face, but the chill on his body never faded. Originally, he had many guesses about the owner of this facility, and he would not subjectively think that the other person is a good person, or how reliable he is in the current hospital. It is just that the choices he can make are often in bad options and worse. Choosing between bad options can only be so. However, such a meeting ceremony-whether the other party deliberately or not-made Fufu's impression of him drop a lot. He has seen many cruel people. In the modern era when money concepts are overwhelming, there are many people who disregard human life. However, throwing a lot of corpses in the "home" is not at all wrong. This is obviously anti-social and anti-human. Personality.
There are more and better ways to deal with even if you want to intimidate the enemy, but the pile of corpses is still indifferently still in the place where people live. The person behind the scenes hiding in this facility is obviously no longer able to look at it from the perspective of a normal human being. I have never seen someone worse than this kind of husband without being a husband. The things embodied in these corpses in front of them, and the inner part hidden under the outside, are already the extremes of being without being a husband.
Fuzuo has realized that he must re-adjust his mentality and perspective, and perhaps it is not the "person" in his imagination that is waiting for him in front of him.
He walked carefully over the corpses, but in fact, the corpses on the ground made him nowhere to go. These corpses were piled on top of each other. Either the corpses were moved away and a way was cleared, or they could only be stepped on. Passed by the corpse. So subjectively, I couldn't help but pay attention, and wading deep and shallow from these corpses was simply one of the worst experiences in these years. Fortunately, the corpse is still fresh-maybe this is not a good thing. It is because of this fresh breath that he feels that he has been stared at by "living corpses"-he did not smell any rotten smell, under his feet The touch was also very soft, almost making him feel whether the bones of these corpses were all softened.
Before being a husband, I checked the body a little bit, and compared to the touch now coming from under my feet, I couldn't help but concentrate again to find more detailed clues. Although there are traces of fighting and killing everywhere here, putting them on these Gaochuan clones and comparing their wounds slightly makes him feel that his previous judgment is questionable-he thought that these Gaochuan clones were killing each other. Yes, but when walking on these corpses, there was an intuition that made him feel that it was not pure cannibalism. These corpses were unexplainable strange, but he could not tell what was strange.
So far, he has not found any decisive evidence that caused these Gaochuan clones to kill each other. All speculations are based on clues that can be found on-site using human body senses. There may be clues that can only be seen through instruments, but there is no such capital now.
Weird things, cruel things, and things that make people feel nauseous. When walking through this passage without being a husband, he constantly stirs in his mind. Those hallucinations and auditory hallucinations that can’t be used anyway are also more It became clearer and stronger, his back sometimes became cold for no reason, but when he turned around, there was nothing strange in sight.
The invisible, terrible ghost—if there is any—must be cursing himself. Not being a husband could not help but think so.
Then, the light that was constantly shining in front finally stopped, and I estimated the distance I had traveled, and changed it to a straight line that was at least a kilometer away. When the corpse of the last copy of Gaochuan disappeared in the corner behind him, the husband smelled a new taste, a taste that he was very familiar with, and it was an undisguised taste. It is the smell that you can often smell on Dr. Ender, but it is not disinfectant, perfume, preservatives, or other common medicinal smells. The reason why I am familiar with this smell is precisely because of the special smell. ——That is the smell of substances that must be added in an indispensable process when the hospital makes special medicines. Rao is not a husband and has a lot of knowledge, and only after he came to this isolated island hospital and joined the ranks of research did he know the existence of this substance-it was extracted from the human body by a special method, and it seems to be an innovation of the isolated island hospital. The discovered substance has not been published to the outside world and has no official scientific name. It has only a number of NTZ48. When it acts on the human body, it has the most severe impact on the brain, and it is easy to form a physiological dependence.
To put it simply, the special medicine made after adding this substance can indeed control the condition of patients with doomsday syndrome for a period of time, but it also sometimes causes every special medicine to be unable to be used for the second time, and it will After stopping taking the new specific medicine, the patient will soon be one of the reasons for the physical and mental breakdown.
Substances extracted from the human body are reused in humans. This is not a new method in medicine. It has been in existence since ancient times. However, in modern times, it is necessary to modify some methods morally and redefine the scope of "humanitarian standards." As far as the husband is concerned, even if he knows such a situation, he doesn't feel much, and he does not use such substances less in his research.
However, since the same smell is smelled in this place, it means that there is always research on special medicines here, because this kind of smell is actually easy to disperse, and the air in this underground facility is fresh, obviously changing Chi works very well. As long as you stop the research, the smell will be hard to be smelled by the human nose in about a minute.
The last light that turned on didn't actually reach the end of the passage. A darker and darker shadow came forward, until it turned into darkness. If you don't want to be a husband, you don't want to go into the darkness. There are doors on both sides of the passage under the last light. The instinct of being a husband uses the sense of smell to judge from which door the familiar smell comes from, and then chooses the opposite door—despite the smell The place where it came out is probably under research on special medicines. However, in this isolated island hospital, most medicines require a closed and sterilized vacuum environment on the spot. Therefore, people usually remotely control automation equipment in another room. Allow real people to walk into these production rooms.
When he was standing in front of the door, the door opened automatically, and a large amount of low-temperature gas escaped from the shaft of the door, making him unable to see the scene inside the door for a while. After he waved away the mist, he couldn't help but froze at the door. Because the scene in that room really exceeded all the metaphors he could imagine, it was an indescribable abnormality. Neither color nor shape, because it is an extremely complex thing. Although some things retain the style of "tubular objects" in common sense, more are things that you don't know how to describe. Glossy, non-glossy, like metal, like non-metal, like polymer, like decomposer, and even if you don’t work for so many seconds, you feel that there is an atomic structure that is exposed in front of you. , And I can actually see it directly with the naked eye.
This room with a huge space and a high dome has a special texture that cannot be expressed by the doorway. It makes people feel that they are not entering the room from the room, but entering the room from the room, which is completely different from their own perceptions. In another world. He glanced at his feet subconsciously, and as expected, the floor under his feet had become transparent, as if it no longer existed. There was no touch from the soles of his feet, as if he was standing in the void, and under his feet was the boundless desolate universe. , The starlight is sparse, and the movement of all things is slow relative to this eternal void.
If you can still feel the support of the ground, these scenes are shocking, but there is nothing beyond imagination. Although not being a husband can not do such a dazzling look, but he does make some immersive pictures. However, if there is no touch, it is not the same thing.
"Hello, not being a husband." There was a voice that awakened not being a husband in shock. He raised his eyes, but no one could be seen. Only the voice echoed indoors: "I have recovered the chip from your body. , The general situation is also known, but for some reasons, I will still give you a chance to choose."
No husband ignored the content of the voice, because as soon as the voice appeared, he felt that he actually knew the person, and he was about to remember who the other party was. There are too many distracting thoughts in his mind, and he can't control the various effects of the doomsday syndrome on his thinking activities and mental state, but before the flash of aura is swallowed by other thoughts, he still catches it ——
"...Is it you? Dorothy?" The face of the husband was stiff. This was a result he had never thought of, but after knowing it, he could come up with many clues related to it. Almost when he said it, he affirmed his speculation. Why hasn't it been thought of before? Something at the same level as the color center was originally an important plan that underground research was trying to complete. However, it was obviously already completed. The core raw material used was the color partner. The same was injected with the original special medicine, but Not as unfortunate as the other three girls named Hakkei, Sakiya, and Marceau, but in a certain sense, they are no more fortunate girls.
Yes, why didn’t you think of it earlier? To be at the same level as the color center, then using raw materials that resemble the "color" is the easiest method in theory to achieve. Although the premise of the color center is that it already possesses various abilities to contact patients with doomsday syndrome, it is not impossible to artificially imitate similar abilities by using something that is almost close in nature.
Dorothy’s identity background and pathological state are obviously the best choice for this choice. Whether it is interpersonal relationship, personal experience, and subsequent changes in the condition, they are the closest to the situation of sex. However, these hindsights didn't make any sense. Not being a husband was just shocked that she had never thought of this situation, rather than surprised that Dorothy would appear here and how she was living at this time.
Dorothy’s medical record must have been revised. Not being a husband can only think so, and before and after Dorothy's disappearance, there was not enough information to flow out, and many conditions were lacking to be held accountable. The task that Fuhuo took over at the beginning was to lie in the hospital, monitor the progress of the research and contribute its own strength, and treat it as a knife stabbed from the inside "when necessary"~IndoMTL.com~ instead of investigating what happened in the hospital. All kinds of shady operations.
From Dorothy’s situation, to reverse his situation at the time, there is no doubt that he must be isolated from the core of the hospital research. What's ridiculous is that self-proclaimed keen self has never noticed it.
, Dorothy, who is talking to herself, is obviously the result of the best-matched color center of the hospital underground research—an artificial center that can connect with the mental consciousness of patients with doomsday syndrome.
"Yes, I'm Dorothy." The voice said, but no figure was visible.
I don’t find it strange to be a husband. Although I don’t know the specific situation of the color center, in theory, the human figure is definitely not able to accommodate this degree of change. Dorothy didn't hide, she was probably in front of her all the time, but she was restrained by people's notions, so she didn't see her. In this room, the indescribable and indescribable scene in that huge space may all be "Doroth", and even the visible part is only a part of her. In fact, her whole is larger and more beyond imagination. After losing the human form, it eventually surpassed the common sense form of existence, completely matching her performance and function.
Moreover, she must also be the core hub of this underground facility at the same time. Not being a husband even thought that those seemingly normal passages might have already become part of her.
"You created the copy of Gaochuan, and you killed them?" Fufu was finally able to penetrate the suspicions in his heart with a clue. Rather than saying that this is his problem, it is better to say that this is his affirmation.